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Hearing Qi Yue's words, He Wen looked him up and down strangely, then got up and went back to the bedroom without saying anything.

Qi Yue sat on the sofa in the living room and continued to eat oranges. He chewed very slowly, trying to feel the sweetness inside, but what he got in the end was only sour.

Fang Jun, who was standing on the balcony drying the quilt, turned his head and glanced at the man on the sofa, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

He heard their conversation in the living room just now verbatim, and knew that things were not what he thought, and when he went to see Qi Yue again, the hostility disappeared.

He Wen didn't know that the eyes he looked at others were full of wild light, so that the other party couldn't help but be attracted.

I watered a few pots of plants on the balcony. One of the pots of gladiolus was brought by He Wen when he moved in. It grew well, so he bought a few more pots, which will look good together. a feeling of.

"I'll bring my friend over next time." Qi Yue stood up, shouted towards the bedroom, and then said to Fang Jun, "Let's go first."

Fang Jun looked at the half-eaten oranges on the table, pursed his lips, walked over to tidy up, he turned off the TV, went to the bedroom and saw He Wen sitting on the chair in front of the French window looking out the window, wrinkled The shadows cast by the eyebrows are unpredictable.

Inserting fingers into the man's soft hair, rubbing the comfortable touch in the palm of his hand, and moving to both sides of his temple to massage.

"How is the actor playing Qin Ziqin?" He Wen narrowed his eyes slightly in enjoyment.

"It is said that the contract dispute with her company has been resolved. During the test shoot last time, among those few people, no matter in appearance or appearance, they were the most suitable candidates for Qin Ziqin." Fang Jun bowed his head, Putting his chin against the top of He Wen's hair, he said in thought, "Young, beautiful, the most important thing..." Fang Jun kissed He Wen's hair, and said with a faint smile, "Only she has ambition in her eyes."

In today's era, there is no shortage of actors with good looks in the entertainment industry, especially actresses. Some of them stand together and think they are twins. The lines of nose, eyes, mouth, and even chin, when you look at them all the way, you will find the difference is real very subtle.

However, although the appearance is the first sight, the unique temperament exuded from the inside is more important, which can leave a deep impression on people, and they are interested to take a few more glances.

This is why in many dramas, the supporting role is better than the main character in appearance, but they can't play the leading role, because they lack that unique thing.

"Then what do you see in my eyes?" He Wen suddenly smiled and asked half-jokingly.

As the sentence fell, the atmosphere surrounding the two caused a subtle change that was not easy to detect. After a while, Fang Jun said, "I can't see clearly."

The young man's voice was very soft, falling on his ears, with a trace of powerlessness and confusion.

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He Wen laughed loudly, hooked Fang Jun's neck to make him bow his head, the corners of his lips curled up in a teasing arc, "Then you can get closer."

Staring at the person close in front of him, Fang Jun looked at him deeply, and slowly leaned over to kiss the corner of his lips, just a quiet kiss, and the intertwined breath flowed with the murmur of a lover.

The bright sunlight outside the glass window came in and shone on the two of them, and there was a beauty in the floating air that made people willing to fall into it.

In a bar in the West District of T City, there are no drunk customers, nor the dim light and people who indulge their desires.

Some staff members can be seen everywhere setting up the scene, surrounded by bartenders curiously watching and communicating in a low voice.

The first shot of "The Third Kind of Love" is to pick up points at this bar, and He Wen only found out that the bar was bought by Qi Yue two days ago.

Coincidentally, when He Wen was still Shen Zheng, he went out after drinking here that night, and was hit by a car not far away.

"Xiao Wang, go ask the lighting engineer if you need to add a red light." He Wen told the people next to him.

"Hey, Brother Wen, I'll ask now." Xiao Wang replied and ran away quickly.

He Wen was wearing a black down jacket and a black hat on his head, dressed very low-key, standing in the corner, without the light of the light, almost blending into the background.

But once he spoke, no one at the scene dared to neglect.

"Where's the scene manager? Take those wine glasses away and replace them with taller ones." He Wen frowned, still, anyone who saw it was a sign of anger.

The girl on the other side, who was taking notes with her head down, quickly said, "I'll get it right away."

He Wen went to the young man standing in front of the camera outside the stage and asked, "Qiu Lang, how are you doing?"

The young man named Qiu Lang is the director of this play, and he is also the object that both He Wen and Fang Jun agree are malleable talents.

"Brother Wen, there's nothing wrong with it." Qiu Lang waved the cameraman to turn on the No. [-] camera. He pointed to the overhead view of the entire bar captured on the screen and said, "The lighting will be adjusted later, and the effect will be better."

He Wen hummed, stroked his hair a little irritably, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one and held it to his mouth.

Looking at the man beside him who was puffing out clouds of smoke, his originally handsome face was a bit obscured in the smoke, Qiu Lang swallowed his saliva, his voice was a little tight, "Brother Wen."

Taking a puff of the cigarette, holding his fingertips to move away, He Wen turned his head and asked.

"Can you go to the side to smoke..." Qiu Lang stroked his hair a little embarrassedly, and said shyly, "Stand by my side, I'm nervous."

In fact, he wanted to say that he was afraid.

He has been with many celebrities, and some are more popular than this man, and they don't have the subconscious feeling of tense nerves.

The first time I met this man, he was nervous and incoherent, fidgeting, and even forgot to say honorifics. This is extremely impolite behavior in the circle, but the man was not displeased at all and behaved very easy-going.

But that kind of easy-going is just an appearance, which will make people relax their vigilance, and then fall into the trap set by the other party without knowing it.

"Heh..." A low laugh came from He Wen's mouth, he raised his hand and patted Qiu Lang's shoulder, "I look scary?" In order to make the people in the team not afraid of him, and better devote themselves to work, he I even talked about this topic with Fang Jun.

Isn't that kind enough?

"Brother Wen is very good to us, but... just don't dare to look into your eyes." Qiu Lang waved his hand violently, observing the man's facial expression while talking, "It looks like an animal." A ferocious carnivore, Qiu Lang secretly Add it in your heart.

Interested, He Wen asked with a smile, "What does it look like?"

"Wolf." Qiu Lang looked away, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he didn't know when his clenched palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

He Wen raised his eyebrows, looked at the tense young man in front of him with sweat on his brow, and touched his lips. He didn't comment on this description.

The shooting of "The Third Kind of Love" was very low-key. He Wen neither held a press conference nor announced to the outside world through any means.

The criminal case hadn't been completely closed yet, and he didn't want other troubles to arise at this time.

However, despite He Wen's explanation and the strict tone of the entire crew, they still didn't hide from the all-pervasive reporters. There were some reporters standing outside the bar, trying to come in and shoot something to deal with the people above.

It's just that they didn't dare to make a lot of noise, because inside the cordon at the door, the young man leaning against the door had a gloomy expression, and occasionally glanced over with cold eyes.

Over the years, they have somewhat understood the style of the young people leaning against the door. They can turn their faces if they say that they can turn their faces, and they can silence people with a single mouth without waiting for a dirty word.

"Mr. Fang, I'm from Huayu Newspaper. You had a meal with my leader last time. Can you let me in?" A tall and thin reporter began to make friends.

Fang Jun glanced coldly, "Last time? When?"

When the man heard it, he thought there was something to be said, so he said even harder, "Around May last year, it happened to be New Horizons at that time..."

"New Vision? You don't know that I've resigned?" Fang Jun asked blankly.

There were sighs all around, the man's face turned blue and white, holding a camera, he wanted to leave but couldn't, so he could only bite the bullet and stick to the spot amidst the laughter of others.

The bar was full of feasting lights, the subwoofer was playing dynamic music, and there was someone on the dance floor with a tall and graceful body twisting, with an intoxicated and slutty expression on his face.

There were several men and women sitting at a table in the corner below the stage, and a woman in a tight white dress snapped her fingers at the void, "Waiter, four Bloody Marys."

Bai Rui (He Wen) swayed to the music, tapped his toes, and had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, "Ziqin, didn't you call me and tell me that you would be lucky and play the second female lead? What happened at night? And the cooked duck flew away?"

A man and a woman from two countries also looked over, with question marks on their faces.

"It's over, do you know what the man with the fleshy face said?" Qin Ziqin (Zhang Yun) took a big sip of the wine brought by the waiter, and said loudly, "He asked my old lady to finish her breast augmentation before coming over." .”

"Damn!" Bai Rui swears, and takes a sip of the wine. The bright red wine flows down the corner of his mouth, and it looks a bit coquettish with his too fair face.

"However, Ziqin, when you go to Longxiong, you'd better pad your butt." The hip-hop young man next to him raised his hand and made an S shape in the air, laughing loudly, "This way we can protrude forward and backward. "

Qin Ziqin spat, "Forget it, let's just continue playing tricks, sooner or later..."

"Sooner or later, I will be submerged." Another woman with heavy makeup and a low V-neck said jokingly, drank the wine in her glass in one gulp, got up and walked onto the dance floor.

"Du Peng, about three meters behind you, there is a woman who has been sneaking at you." Bai Rui looked past the young man, passing somewhere intentionally or unintentionally.

When the young man named Du Peng heard this, he immediately became energetic, "How do you look?"

"Absolute busty." As soon as Qin Ziqin's words fell, Du Peng left his position and pushed away the crowd to find someone about three meters away.

Qin Ziqin was leaning on the sofa, the dim light shone on her face, her facial features were not beautiful, but she had a unique light temperament.

"Ari, this road is really difficult."

"Cut." Qiu Lang looked at He Wen subconsciously, and then said to Zhang Yun, the actor who played Qin Ziqin, "You are going to play a little character who has repeatedly failed in chasing dreams but still refuses to give up. Zhang Yun, I I can't see the kind of unyielding momentum that you should have."

Qiu Lang spoke straightforward words in a very serious tone, and the expression on his face was a bit like that of an old pedant to a student who did not satisfy him.

Zhang Rui was criticized in public, and he did not show any impatience or resentment, but sincerely expressed his gratitude.

After all, as an actor, it is not a bad thing for the director to set his sights on you. On the contrary, what he can teach you will be unexpected gains.

"One more time." Qiu Lang aggressively controlled the audience and ordered all the staff to prepare.

Because some of the ensemble performers couldn't come, they were looking for it temporarily, and there was not enough time, so a few waiters in the bar were recruited as ensemble performers.

Where the camera couldn't photograph, two waiters lowered their heads and wiped the table.

"I didn't expect that He Wen is much better-looking than the newspapers, and he is very attractive. Don't you think there is another person in him?" One of them said in a low voice, "He is gay, and he is gay. High-profile, if you can hook him up, you will have a good life in the future, how about it, let's cooperate once."

"Ale, he is very dangerous, I advise you not to be stupid." The boy with delicate features quickly wiped the stains on the table with a rag.

"What? Are you infatuated with Young Master Shen? Are you really planning to set up a memorial archway?" The young man named Ale said with disdain on his face, "Lii, don't forget, you were the one who cursed your benefactor, Young Master Shen to death."

The boy named Lii's face turned pale in an instant, and he stood there biting his lip, and there was water in those big beautiful eyes.

The thing that he didn't want to think of in his heart was brought up, Lii turned around holding the tray in a daze, his mind went blank, he forgot that he was on the set, so when he saw someone walking in front of him, he yelled out, " Fuck, are you fucking going or not?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Qiu Lang frowned, and a staff member came up and said that it was the waiter of this bar.

The young man clenched the tray in his hand, and was glanced at by everyone, bloodshot from his clenched lips.

"What's going on?" He Wen walked over, and when he saw the surrounded boy, his eyebrows suddenly raised. He strode closer and pinched the boy's slender chin with his fingers, forcing the boy to look up.

No one around dared to vent their anger loudly, and their eyes were all on the man. Many people maintained a calm expression on their faces, but they were speculating in their hearts. Could it be that Brother Wen fell in love with this boy?

However, just when everyone thought that the man would make the next move, such as a hot kiss, the boy suddenly cried, his eyes were a little lax, and he said to himself, "I didn't want to curse you, it was because of anger." After saying that, I regretted it, I hid in the corner and slapped myself a few times, and told God that those words didn't count, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

The boy squatted on the ground with his arms folded and cried loudly, his thin body trembling slightly.