The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

What to eat? "

Lu Xia took a sip of hot water with his hand, squinted his eyes comfortably, and said, "Just eat whatever you want."

There were water stains on his lips, Fu Zhiyang wiped them off naturally with his hand: "You can't do whatever you want, I'll take you out to eat."

Lu Xia yawned, her clear eyes were quickly covered with mist, and she muttered, "Then let's eat the steamed buns."

Fu Zhiyang put the water glass on the table and looked down at him: "Xiaolongbao is still delicious from Uncle Wang's house, I'm not used to eating anything else."

Lu Xia paused for a stretch.

In his memory, the face of the man named Uncle Wang has blurred, and he actually doesn't remember many trivial things in the past.But Fu Zhiyang turned a corner of the past with a single word.

It turned out that he wasn't the only one who didn't forget, Fu Zhiyang always remembered too.

They were separated for a certain period of time, thinking that those memories were sealed in the demolished tube building.However, time has not changed anything. Uncle Wang’s Xiaolongbao is still the best. Beer and orange-flavored soda are always standard for barbecue.

So much so that Lu Yan felt a little dazed while eating, feeling that those four years did not exist.

After going around for so long, they are still together.

☆、Chapter 59

Lu Xia originally wanted to stay here for a few more days, but seeing that Fu Zhiyang was about to leave, she couldn't bear it. After much deliberation, she booked the same flight ticket with him, and the two went to the airport together.

On the way there, Fu Zhiyang handed Lu Xia a pair of sunglasses and said, "There are many people at the airport, so wear these."

Lu Xia held it in her hands and played with it for a while, then put it on reluctantly.

Fu Zhiyang sat beside him, stroking his palm with his fingers, and smiled softly.

During his four years in college, he searched for news about Lu Xia on the Internet every day, and the topic that appeared most frequently was #露太机场恐恩和拍#

In the video, Lu Xia always has a cold face. You can see how irritable he is through the screen. There are people all around, and the flashing lights keep his face flickering.

He didn't wear sunglasses and a mask, and unceremoniously reached out to cover the camera that hit his face, and said impatiently: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, are you deaf?"

There are countless videos like this, and as long as he shows up at the airport, he will definitely be a hot search.

There was a lot of criticism on the Internet, and Fu Zhiyang was quite angry at the time, and opened several small accounts to hate people.He has always been mean when he speaks, so angry that the other party scolded him in private messages all day and night.

Thinking of these things now is inexplicably funny, Fu Zhiyang stretched out his hand and pushed down the brim of Lu Yan's hat, and said, "Leave quickly later, don't pay attention to those people."

The car stopped at the gate of the airport, and the two of them didn't get out of the car in a hurry. They didn't push the door until they saw another taxi approaching in the rearview mirror.

Meng Xue and Aya got out of the car behind, and followed behind them pushing the suitcase.

There are people coming and going at the airport, even if the two want to keep a low profile, some sharp-eyed people will recognize them.

Fu Zhiyang was half a step behind him, using his body to separate the rushing crowd, his name was still mixed in the noise, Fu Zhiyang glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and saw a few girls waving at him excitedly from behind.

Before that, Fu Zhiyang had never been called by his name at the airport.

This feeling is a bit strange.

He tilted his head slightly and raised his hand as a greeting.

The scream behind him suddenly rose to a higher level.

After entering the security check, Lu Yan took off his sunglasses, frowned and muttered, "It's so annoying."

Fu Zhiyang patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and the two boarded the plane one after the other.

Every time Lu Xia takes a plane, she catches up on her sleep, but this time she is sober, even a little excited.

He squeezed Fu Zhiyang's fingers for a while, and said a few words to him for a while, with a smile in his eyes all the time.

An hour and a half passed in the blink of an eye, and when it landed, Lu Xia was still unsatisfied. She hooked his fingers and said, "Are you going to work directly, or in two days?"

Although Fu Zhiyang wanted to be alone with him for a while longer, but the shooting of the variety show was about to start, so he had to go to the shooting location.

"I don't have a place to live here, can you take me in for a night?" He leaned into Lu Xia's ear and asked.

His voice was very low, and he couldn't hear it clearly unless he listened carefully.

The surrounding crowd was crowded, and Lu Xia's ears were itchy. As he walked forward, he said deliberately: "Why should I take you in?"

Fu Zhiyang laughed lowly: "Can I sell myself?"

Lu Yan didn't change his face, and stopped a taxi by the side of the road: "There are too many people who want to climb into my bed."

"Really." Fu Zhiyang squinted his eyes, and said in a casual tone: "Who else is there besides me?"

Lu Yan opened the car door and sat in, bent her lips and said, "There are many people, but you are the only one who succeeded."

The temperature in Beijing is very low. Standing outside for a while makes your hands and feet cold.

Lu Yan's nose was flushed by the wind, she rubbed her hands and walked in front, then turned her head and asked, "Can you lift it, give me one?"

With a suitcase in each hand, Fu Zhiyang easily carried it up the steps, watched him push open the door of the villa, raised his eyebrows and said: "This house is much better than the rental house back then."

"It's also much more expensive." Lu Xia put on slippers and walked in, slumped on the sofa, and said, "It's still more comfortable at home."

Fu Zhiyang put the suitcase aside and looked up.The house is big, but it's a little deserted. Lu Yan doesn't pay much attention to her life alone, and many things are placed in a mess. The curtains on the balcony are half drawn, and the room is a bit dark.

Fu Zhiyang picked up the beer bottle that fell on the ground, pursed his lips and said, "You drink at home?"

Lu Xia stood up straight, the rubber band fell off at some point, her hair hung down her shoulders, and she said nonchalantly, "It's just one bottle or two."

Fu Zhiyang walked to the door of the refrigerator, opened it for a look, and said in a casual tone, "Is this called one bottle or two bottles?"

The refrigerator was a little empty, with a few bottles of wine piled up here and there, as well as some lunch boxes and sandwiches, which could not be eaten at first sight.

Lu Xia said with a guilty conscience, "I bought those before, and I didn't drink much."

Fu Zhiyang leaned over to tidy up for a while, then walked to the balcony and opened the half-covered curtains, the sun poured down on the ground in an instant.

The cold wind is howling outside the window, but it feels like spring inside the house.

Lu Xia lay on the sofa with her hair draped over her head. After waiting for a long time, Fu Zhiyang didn't come over. She looked behind her and saw that he was tidying up the bedroom.

"It's not too late to clean up later, why are you in such a hurry." Lu Xia walked over lazily, leaning on the door frame with folded arms and looking at him.

There was an extra quilt and pillow on the bed, Fu Zhiyang opened the drawer of the bedside table and put a box in it.

Lu Xia asked curiously, "What is that?"

Fu Zhiyang glanced at him, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "The necessities of life."

"..."

Lu Xia was silent for a moment, and an indistinct blush welled up in her earlobe.

"When are you leaving?" he asked.

"In two more hours." Fu Zhiyang said.

Lu Xia nodded, walked over and opened the drawer, opened the box slowly, and said, "How about checking the quality now?"

The room was quiet for two seconds, Fu Zhiyang suddenly laughed, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, put his fingers into his shirt, and said in a low voice, "Two hours, you must have looked down on me too much."

The ambiguity heated up in the silence, Lu Xia's breathing gradually became rapid, and the redness on her earlobes became more and more obvious.

The shirt fluttered to the ground, and the trousers hung on the waist without falling off. The heating in the room was fully turned on, and the heat flowed through the blood to the whole body. Lu Xia groaned a little impatiently.

Fu Zhiyang's eyes were deep, he picked him up and put him on the bed, reaching for the box on the table.

Just when he couldn't help himself, Lu Xia's mobile phone rang suddenly, spreading from the living room to the bedroom.

The two of them had no time to look at each other, and the sound of panting overlapped.

The phone rang for a while, and after a moment of silence, it rang again persistently.

Lu Xia raised her head, she could see her fair and delicate neck, which was bent beautifully in the sun.With his fingers gripping the bed sheet tightly, he said from his throat, "...electricity, telephone."

Fu Zhiyang bit his lip: "Concentrate."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone beside his pillow rang.

Fu Zhiyang: "..."

He glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and Aya's name was displayed on the screen.

Lu Xia's eyelashes were wet, and Fu Zhiyang picked up the phone in his blurred vision, and continued to move without changing his expression, and said, "What's the matter?"

Aya was full of anxiety, she couldn't hear that his voice was much thicker than usual: "Brother Zhiyang, is Director Lu with you?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Fu Zhiyang's tone was gentle, but the movements under his body were completely different.

Lu Xia bit her lips tightly, desperately restraining herself from making a sound, tears slipped down the corners of her eyes silently.

"Brother Yang, ask Director Lu to answer the phone."

Fu Zhiyang wiped away Lu Ya's tears with his fingertips, and said, "It's not convenient for him now, just tell me if you need anything."

"Oops." Aya stomped her feet and was about to cry: "10 minutes ago, a few photos of Director Lu suddenly popped up on the Internet. I don't know who posted them, and I don't know if they are true or not. Now they are the most searched. gone."

"What picture?"

"The whistleblower said it was a photo of Director Lu accompanying the wine."

☆、Chapter 60

At this time, the hot search has already exploded.

Lu Xia’s name is the first in the hot search, click on those photos, the comments below are mixed, some people say the pictures are P, some say it’s true, most of them are curses——

"It turns out that Lu Yan is so open-minded, it's really an eye-opener."

"Also acts arrogant all day long, and in private is just a joker."

"Don't wear this clothes at all. Wouldn't a striptease that day be more exciting than drinking with you?"

"Lu Xia is 0 or 1. Didn't you say that he was sexually harassing before? Could it be that he has been actively seducing?"

Lu Xia's few fans commented below, but it was of no avail.

There are three photos in total, each more explicit than the last.The wine table was brightly lit, Lu Xia sat crookedly in the chair, her eyes were distracted, obviously drunk, everyone around her was mosaiced, the person closest to Lu Ya put one hand on his thigh, the other Holding the wine glass with one hand and pouring it into his mouth.

The most exaggerated one is that Lu Xia is wearing a white shirt, probably because of the heat, two buttons are unbuttoned, revealing a delicate white collarbone, with red wine stained on it, spreading along the front, looking lewd and erotic.He was standing by the table, leaning over to pour wine for others, and a hand was caressing his back, which seemed to be teasing.

The photos were taken very clearly, Lu Xia probably hadn't entered the circle at that time, the photographer kept these photos for so many years, and didn't release them until Lu Xia's new drama was finished, the purpose can be imagined.

For a while, Lu Ya was once again the object of ridicule by everyone, and all the black material was turned out for leftovers. The marketing account was very well paced, and several pictures of Lu Xia and various male artists were released in the same frame.

There was Song Shurui, Fu Zhiyang, and many unfamiliar faces.

In the screen, Lu Xia is very close to them. Originally, it is understandable to be so close to guide the actions during filming, but it is very fascinating when placed on such a topic.

Fu Zhiyang clutched the phone tightly, his eyes were filled with emotion.

Lu Xia was lying on the bed with a blanket around his waist. He was sore and limp and didn't want to move. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fu Zhiyang's face changing when he was looking at his phone, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhiyang turned off the phone, his eyes were soft when he raised his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed his wet eyes: "It's nothing, just take a rest, I'll take you to take a bath later."

Lu Xia let him kiss, and said after a while: "Don't lie to me, what happened?"

Fu Zhiyang hesitated to speak, as if he was thinking about how to speak to him.

hum-

The cell phone that had just been put down rang again, this time it was Zheng Yilan.

After a little thought, he knew why she called at this time. Fu Zhiyang wanted to get out of bed to answer, but Lu Xia grabbed his wrist.

He stared at Lu Xia stubbornly, but answered helplessly: "Hello? Sister Zheng."

Zheng Yilan's voice suppressed anger, and asked directly: "Where are you now?"

The room was silent. Although the handset was not turned on on the phone, Lu Yan could still hear it clearly.

Fu Zhiyang admitted quite frankly: "At Lu Yan's house."

The other side was quiet for a few seconds, Zheng Yilan wanted to take a deep breath to calm herself down, but she couldn't help but burst out when she opened her mouth: "You really don't want your own future, do you! Now it's clear that someone is going to bring down Lu Xia, If you don't know him clearly, you will end up in trouble sooner or later! Hurry up, come back to me, I will personally send you into the group, and don't have any contact with Lu Xia in the future."

"Sister Zheng." Fu Zhiyang called out in a low voice, squeezed Lu Yan's hand as if to comfort him, and said, "Sorry, I'm with Lu Xia."

Not only Zheng Yilan almost dropped her phone, but even Lu Xia's eyes widened in disbelief.

Fu Zhiyang curled the corner of his mouth, and continued: "When I first debuted, you asked me why I entered the circle. I didn't answer that time, but now I can tell you."

"Because of Lu Xia."

"From the very beginning, I came here for him, and now I finally got what I wanted. Of course, it is impossible to let go of his hand."

Lu Yan's hand was held tightly by him, and she stared blankly at the smile in the corner of his eyes, feeling sore in her heart.

He already understood what Zheng Yilan said, and when Fu Zhiyang hung up the phone, he sat up propped up and reached for the phone.

"There's no need to look at it, it's not a big deal." Fu Zhiyang said while hugging him.

Lu Xia leaned forward and pecked the corner of his lips, and took advantage of the moment when he squinted, and quickly grabbed the phone.

Fu Zhiyang couldn't stop him, and watched his face change slightly.

Lu Xia knew better than anyone that these photos were not P's.

He had a dark past, and he repeated such scenes day after day.

At that time, all he thought about was how to squeeze into this circle, and he would climb up whenever he had the chance, and he didn't care about the means at all.So he drank like hell and tried his best to please those people.

But he will not really sell his hue.At that time, he didn't know what those people thought about him, and he didn't know that one day in the future, someone would kill him in such a way.

Especially this matter also involved Fu Zhiyang.

Lu Xia flipped through the comments below, and suddenly remembered what Song Shurui and Fu Hai had said before.

"Qin Yonglin." He said the name calmly.

Fu Zhiyang frowned slightly: "Are you sure it's him?"

Lu Xia took a deep breath and scratched her hair irritably: "Sure."

Qin Yonglin broke the news at this time because he wanted to completely destroy him before the movie was released.

The entertainment big V who posted the photos is notorious in the circle, and often causes fans to scold him in various ways, but he is cheap, and 90.00% of the rumors are real.

The remaining [-]% is to use the power of capital to turn the real hammer into a fake hammer.

After Yang Fan heard the news, he notified the company's professional team immediately.

It's not that Lu Xia doesn't have a background, it's just that the black material has not touched the fundamental interests of the company. Now that the film's future box office is involved, the company's top management obviously can't sit still.

When Lu Yan received Yang Fan's call, she was standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette, the curtains were drawn, and through the gap, she could see a few paparazzi squatting downstairs, holding up the camera and spying secretly.

"Are you at home?" Yang Xiao said in a deep voice, "Don't go out these two days, don't go online, don't answer strange calls, just treat it as a vacation, and leave this matter to the team."

Lu Xia listened to him quietly, and was about to take another puff of cigarette when the cigarette butt in her hand was suddenly taken away.Fu Zhiyang stood behind him, silently throwing the cigarette butt into the trash can.

Yang Fan continued to say: "These photos are fake at first glance, don't feel any pressure, even if..."

Lu Xia interrupted him and spit out two words: "Really."

Yang Fan almost bit his tongue and hissed, "What did you say?"

Lu Xia looked down at her empty hands, and threw a bomb at him calmly: "These photos are real."

Yang Fan: "..."

He clutched his chest for a while, exhausted, and said: "Come on, come on, I don't know what else you have, so hurry up and finish it, don't make a hot search later, it will make you almost have a heart attack."

In the second half of the sentence, Yang Fan's voice was a little fuzzy, as if someone said something in his ear, Lu Xia vaguely heard a few words, and his heart sank suddenly.

Sure enough, Yang Fan's voice suddenly rose in the next second: "Fu Zhiyang is at your house?!"

Before Lu Yan could speak, he continued to growl: "Why don't you two close the curtains at home! Kiss photos are trending!"

The author has something to say: It should be finished within a week~~Thank you little angel for your company~

☆、Chapter 61

After Fu Zhiyang's debut, the first trending search that went viral was next to Lu Xia's name.

He looked at the phone, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "To be honest, the shot wasn't bad."

In the photo, Lu Xia was hugged by Fu Zhiyang, and kissed him with her face up.

I didn't draw the curtains when I first entered the door, and I was taken advantage of.Lu Xia had a dull face, unable to smile: "What should I do?"

Fu Zhiyang comforted him: "It's okay, someone will take care of it."

"I mean what should you do?" Lu Xia took a deep breath and scratched her hair irritably.

Fu Zhiyang's love affair was exposed at the very beginning of his acting career, so how will he attract fans in the future, and how will he face those rumors.

Lu Xia felt suffocated just thinking about it.

It doesn't matter to him, since his reputation is so bad anyway, it doesn't matter if there is another one.But he didn't want to harm Fu Zhiyang.

Lu Xia pondered for a moment, grabbed his hand and said, "Just post a Weibo and say that I forced you, hurry up!"

Fu Zhiyang held his hand instead, and said softly, "I care more about you than gossip."

"..."

Lu Xia looked into his eyes and was suddenly speechless.

He went to the doctor in a hurry, but he forgot that Fu Zhiyang was not Song Shurui at all.

The person in front of him will not let go of his hand, let alone blame him for the fault.

Lu Xia took a deep breath, loosened her tense back under his gentle gaze, and forced the corners of her mouth to smile.

Unlike the quiet years here, there have been waves of uproar on the Internet.

——"Damn it, I will only do it."

——"Is there any other news that I don't know, come on, let's blow it up all at once."

——"So, are the two of you in love, or is Lu Xia sneaking into the rules?"

——"Look at Fu Zhiyang's hands around Lu Xia's waist, tsk tsk, you can smell the sour smell of love just by looking at it."

——"Could it be in yp?"

Regarding the relationship between the two, there are different opinions on the Internet, true and false are submerged in waves of high comments.

Because of too much controversy, Fu Zhiyang's upcoming variety show also became a hit.Zheng Yilan was too busy dealing with the mess to contact him at all.

So Fu Zhiyang naturally stayed at Lu Xia's house and took the family as his own. Every day he either watered the flowers or studied how to cook.

It made Lu Xia feel like they were on their honeymoon.

Three days later, Yang Fan felt worried and went there.

He thought that the two of them would be worried, but he didn't expect that he was the only one who was worried, and the couple lived happily.

When he entered the door, Fu Zhiyang happened to bring out a plate of fried fish, which was golden and crispy, and Yang Fan's eyes were staring with greed.

"Where to get the whole fish? There are so many paparazzi outside, how dare you go out?"

Lu Xia picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, then said slowly, "I bought it online and delivered it to my door."

Fu Zhiyang untied his apron, sat opposite him and said with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah." Lu Yan nodded with dignity, picked up the fish and carefully fed it into his mouth.

Yang Fan: "..."

Coauthored him as air, right?

Yang Fan unceremoniously snatched Fu Zhiyang's unused chopsticks, and said while eating: "How did you two hook up? Hurry up and tell the truth."

He has always been aware of Lu Xia's sexual orientation.This person has a bad temper and is difficult to serve. Yang Fan was looking forward to who would subdue him in the future, but he never expected it to be Fu Zhiyang.

Not to mention the age difference between the two, even what he usually saw was Lu Xia treating Fu Zhiyang coldly, which made him think that there was some rift between the two.

Sure enough, you can't just look at the appearance in everything, love to answer and ignore each other on the surface, and feed each other's fish secretly.

Fu Zhiyang wiped his mouth and said, "We hooked up four years ago."

Yang Fan was almost caught by a fishbone, and coughed so loudly that he wiped away his tears and said, "Huh? Four years ago? Feeling like you two are old lovers reunited."

Fu Zhiyang said with a smile, "Yes."

Hmm!

If this word spreads on the Internet, the Weibo server will almost immediately be paralyzed.

Yang Fan went smoothly, but still found it unbelievable: "So you two have been pretending not to know each other from the beginning?"

Fu Zhiyang didn't speak, his eyes turned to Lu Xia.

Lu Xia was quite focused on eating fish, as if he didn't notice his gaze, and said without changing his face: "I don't pretend, I'm really unfamiliar."

Fu Zhiyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

"I haven't seen you in four years, who knows you haven't changed." Lu Yan said, leaning back on the chair with her eyes narrowed comfortably after eating almost.

"Has it changed?" Fu Zhiyang asked.

Lu Xia smiled: "The cooking skills have improved."

Yang Fan: "..."

Why didn't I know that these two people were so tired and crooked before?

He said angrily: "Okay, okay, let's talk about business."

The only fish head left on the plate, Yang Fan put down his chopsticks, cleared his throat and said, "You two should ignore the comments on the Internet, and don't log in to Weibo, the company will handle it for you, but It's hard to say what the result will be, you two should not show up before then."

Lu Xia kept silent, and suddenly said: "Actually, there is something I haven't told you."

Yang Fan couldn't imagine more explosive news, so he said with a wooden face: "Don't tell me you already have a child."

Lu Xia: "..."

Fu Zhiyang answered with a smile: "Not yet, let's work harder."

Lu Xia pretended not to hear, and continued with lowered eyes: "The movie is based on a true story."

"Adaptation?" Yang Fan reacted, widened his eyes and said, "Adapted from the story of the two of you?"

Lu Xia nodded: "So you can wait a little longer. After the movie is released, the audience will have different views on these things after being moved."

Yang Fan: "What if the audience is not moved?"

Lu Xia looked puzzled: "This is a movie I made."

Yang Fan: "So?"

"So why not be impressed?"

Yang Fan: "..."

He knew that Lu Yan had always been confident, but to be so confident was already considered arrogant.

But Yang Fan couldn't refute him.

In all fairness, the movie "Cohabitation" is indeed touching enough, even better than Lu Xia's previous works.

After reading the script, Yang Fan cried so much that his nose was in tears, and he called Lu Xia in the middle of the night to sue his newspaper.As a result, Lu Yan now told him whether the story happened in real life, or it was based on him and Fu Zhiyang.

Yang Fan looked at the two and couldn't help but sigh: "How much is the reduction?"

Lu Xian thought for a while and said, "80.00%, the ending is different from the reality."

Yang Fan finally had some comfort in his heart, nodded and said: "Okay, I will discuss it with Zhiyang's team later, so you don't have to worry about this matter, call me if you need anything, and leave."

He left with a full belch and didn't forget to take a few bags of garbage with him before he left.

Yang Fan acted swiftly and resolutely, and the paparazzi outside disappeared that afternoon, replaced by bodyguards in uniform.

The two of them finally got out to get some air.

Fu Zhiyang went to see Zheng Yilan, and when he came back, he had two bags of snacks in his hand.

While unpacking potato chips, Lu Yan asked, "Did she tell you when to go back?"

"No." Fu Zhiyang sat beside him, took a bite of potato chips with his hand, and said, "She told me something."

Lu Xia waited for a while but did not see him speak, so she elbowed him: "Don't be tricky, speak quickly."

Fu Zhiyang smiled, lowered his head and took half of the potato chips out of his mouth with the tip of his teeth, and said slowly: "Qin Yonglin did find someone to reveal the photo. He refrained from posting it a few years ago because he had no direct conflict of interest with you. , this time the two films were released on the same schedule, so he jumped the wall in a hurry."

"Also." He said with a subtle smile: "According to Sister Zheng, Qin Yonglin's company has been in a downturn for the past few years, and almost all his funds have been invested in this movie. Once there is a problem, his entire company will collapse."

☆、Chapter 62

The release of the movie was scheduled for the Spring Festival. As expected, Lu Xia's reaction was flat when he received the news.

Yang Fan is not as calm as him.

There are a hundred flowers blooming in the Spring Festival movies, not only Lu Xia and Qin Yonglin, but also other well-known directors. The types of films are different, and the promotion methods are endless.

Originally, "Cohabitation" also held a press conference, but because the director and the lead actor were caught in a storm of public opinion, this session was forced to be cut.

Compared with the fanfare of other film conferences, the crew of "Cohabitation" is very low-key.

Seeing that the heat had dropped, Yang Fan was so anxious that his mouth was bubbling.As soon as he spoke, his tongue hurt, and he took a breath and said: "You can pray well at home that this film will not rush, if it gets cold, you will really be unable to turn around."

Lu Xia drank the hot tea that Fu Zhiyang brought over, and said slowly, "No need."

Yang Fan gritted his teeth: "Have you changed the wallpaper I sent you?"

Lu Xia: "It's too ugly, so I didn't change it."

Yang Xiao wanted to beat him up along the phone line, and said, "The whole crew has changed, and you, as the director, have to change."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Fu Zhiyang has also changed."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Xia called to Fu Zhiyang, who was busy in the kitchen, and said, "Show me your phone."

Fu Zhiyang threw the mobile phone into his arms from the air, and said with a smile: "I declare in advance that I have never done anything wrong to you."

"Fuck you." Lu Xia gave him a white look, then lowered her head and turned on the screen.

The wallpaper is red, or the earthiest bright red, with gold ingots and the God of Wealth painted on it, and in the middle is written "Gong Xi Fa Cai, box office hit" in big gold-stamped characters.

The corner of Lu Xia's mouth twitched, she couldn't accept the crew's aesthetic.

Fu Zhiyang came out with a plate of egg tarts, picked up a cool one, handed it to Lu Xia's mouth, glanced at the screen and said, "Uncle Yang forced me to change it, the group is posting screenshots, and those who don't post will be given red envelopes. "

Send screenshots?Does Yang Fan dare to hurt a little more?

Lu Yan said angrily, "How short of the red envelope money are you?"

"Poor." Fu Zhiyang replied without hesitation, and said, "I'm a homeless person now, and I depend on you to support me. If one day you are unhappy and drive me out of the house, I can't keep some private money for myself?"

Lu Xia raised her foot and kicked his waist: "Get out now, I don't want you anymore."

Fu Zhiyang took advantage of the situation and grabbed his ankle, and pulled it hard, Lu Xia was caught off guard and fell on the sofa.

He didn't know how to dress properly at home. The slightly longer shirt he was wearing was still Fu Zhiyang's, and the belt of his trousers was not tied, so it would fall off if he pulled it.

Before she could swallow the egg tart in Lu Xia's mouth, she puffed her cheeks and muttered, "Come on, my back hurts."

"Why does my waist hurt?" Fu Zhiyang asked knowingly.

Lu Yan kicked him again, and was then pinned down by Fu Zhiyang.

Sensing that the trousers were coming off a little bit, Lu Xia couldn't hold on, and begged for mercy in a timely manner: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, I was wrong."

"Do you still want me?" Fu Zhiyang asked with a smile.

Lu Xia hastily replied, "Yes, I must."

Fu Zhiyang didn't continue to torment him, straightened up and asked, "What did Uncle Yang tell you?"

Lu Xia's trousers were hanging at the bend of his legs, and his exposed thighs were very attractive. He didn't bother to get up and lift them up, so he just lay down and chatted with Fu Zhiyang.

"Let me change that ugly wallpaper."

As Lu Xia said, he picked up his phone and fiddled with it for a while, and the wallpaper was changed to red.

Fu Zhiyang looked at him and smiled, "Didn't you say ugly?"

Lu Xia took a screenshot and sent it to the group, humming, "I don't give out red envelopes."

"Are you short of the red envelope money?"

Lu Xia glanced at him: "I have to support someone."

Someone checked the number and said, "Then thank Director Lu for taking care of me."

Lu Yan wanted to keep him for the rest of his life, but Zheng Yilan called within half a month.

She was so pissed off by Fu Zhiyang's wave after wave of operations, and it took so long to calm down, and said in a deep voice, "I have accepted a variety show for you, the escape room category, and the filming will start next month."

Fu Zhiyang was a little surprised: "I can still receive variety shows?"

"..." Zheng Yilan was speechless for a moment, restrained her temper and said, "Do you have any misunderstandings about my professional ability?"

Fu Zhiyang is as good as a follower: "Don't dare."

I think you are very brave, Zheng Yilan swallowed the words back, did not leave him room to refuse, and said directly: "I will send someone to pick you up next month, stay at home and don't cause trouble for me."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

I don't know which word pleases him, Fu Zhiyang curled up his mouth and smiled, then turned his head and said to Lu Xia, "I have to go to work."

Lu Xia was eating oranges, her eyes fell on the TV series that was about to be broadcast, and she said calmly, "Whatever my business."

You could tell from his tone that he was unhappy.

Fu Zhiyang stretched his arms around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "Wait until I go out to earn money to support you."

Lu Xia was a little upset when nurturing turned into being entrusted, so he stuffed an orange into his mouth and said, "When the movie is released, it's uncertain who will raise who."

The end of each year is as fast as riding a rocket. Near the end of the year, the nearby shopping malls have been replaced with red lanterns, and there are piles of new year goods. The joyous atmosphere spreads in the streets and alleys.

The location of the villa is remote. Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Lu Xia can only see the endless lights in the distance, connected with the low-hanging sky.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Fu Zhiyang is still filming at this time, and the house is a bit deserted.

Lu Xia held a glass of red wine and sipped it slowly.

The day after tomorrow, the Spring Festival movie will be released, and now the Internet is full of hot searches bought by various film crews.

The mobile phone placed aside kept vibrating, and the red envelopes in the crew's WeChat group swiped, and everyone asked him to send red envelopes in Aite Luya.

Although lively, but separated by a screen, it is a bit unsatisfactory.

Fu Zhiyang didn't come back until early in the morning, and Lu Xia couldn't hold back and fell asleep. He couldn't open his eyes drowsily, but turned over and pressed his legs on him, and said in an inaudible voice, "You're back..."

Fu Zhiyang kissed his forehead, and said softly: "Well, go to sleep."

As soon as Lu Yan opened her eyes, it was noon the next day.

Fu Zhiyang was posting blessings, the room looked red, Lu Xia rubbed his eyes and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"I bought it on the way back last night." Fu Zhiyang pasted the last word "福" and asked, "Does it look good?"

Lu Xia yawned, nodded and said, "It's pretty."

He hadn't passed the New Year's Eve since he was a child, and he didn't pay much attention to it during the years when he lived with Fu Zhiyang. This was the first time he made dumplings by himself on New Year's Eve.

Both of them are not very good at making dumplings, and the dumplings are crooked, and they burst in the pot.

Lu Xia twitched the corner of her mouth at a plate of dumplings that were separated from the wall: "Next time, I'd better buy ready-made ones."

Fu Zhiyang smiled, picked up an undamaged one and put it into his bowl, saying: "In the future, make more bags, just be proficient."

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, Lu Xia watched absently, shook her head and said, "The skits are getting more and more boring, the ones from the past few years were just okay, now they're just playing something."

Fu Zhiyang was not interested in these shows, so he deliberately pushed the dumplings wrapped in steel coins in front of Lu Yan, and watched him show off with surprise: "Look! I got paid for it!"

Lu Xia spat out the steel spatula, and happily continued to eat the next one.

Fu Zhiyang said opposite him: "This means that this movie must be a hit at the box office."

"That must be." Lu Yan ate another piece of tofu, squinted and smiled even more happily.

After eating, the two of them didn't watch the year old, and went to bed early after taking a bath.

Fu Zhiyang has been busy during this period of time, and the two of them haven't been warm enough.Lu Yan was held down by him, and the kiss was a little eager at first, but then became gentle.

The two of them were a little crazy that night. At the second of the New Year's Eve, Fu Zhiyang leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Happy New Year Lu Xia, I will love you every year in the future."

Lu Xia's body was still in convulsions, her pupils were dilated, she opened her tears-soaked eyes, kissed his chin and said, "Happy New Year, I love you too."

On the first day of the new year, the movie theater was crowded with people.

The same-sex film "Cohabitation", the suspense film "Broken Shadow", and many other films, there are a total of eight films, and all the movie tickets in the urban area are sold out.

Lu Xia and Fu Zhiyang stayed at home for a whole day, eating and drinking like normal people, and Yang Fan called at noon.

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