past star

"what's up?"

Xue Xun sat back on the sofa and said, "Wen Yanyu, do you want to act?"

Wen Yanyu hugged the cat, unable to react for a moment, and after a long time, he replied: "Mr. Xue, I am different from you. I just make a living."

With Xue Xun's current net worth, even ignoring the salary, album and performance income, the industry predicts that the annual endorsement alone will be nine figures.

Why would such a person come to talk to him about acting.

"I know what you're thinking." Xue Xun still smiled, but his tone was less joking, "The domestic market has become less and less attractive to me, but I still hope that all the works that come out are good works, and more Besides, this is Xiaoyan's debut work."

"We have a lot of rivalries, not even inferior to the hero and heroine. The weight in the play is very important. If you still get stuck after that, I will be very troubled..."

Wen Yanyu's lips parted slightly, but he didn't say anything. He really couldn't give any guarantee.

"This afternoon, they may not be able to see it, but you also know that you are only showing seduction. From the beginning to the end, you did not regard yourself as Li Qin."

"Wen Yanyu, do you really not want to act?"

Wen Yanyu, who had been silent all this time, said, "Why?"

The reason Xue Xun said was not enough for him to help a young actor he didn't know at all. In the entertainment industry, it is kind of the seniors not to trick the younger ones.

Directing acting?Are you kidding me?

What's more, this person is Xue Xun who has almost stood at the pinnacle of Chinese movies!

Xue Xunxiao: "I thought I would at least say thank you first, Wen Yanyu, being too straightforward is really not a good thing."

"Well, to be honest, Xiao Yuan asked me to do so, but more because I'm a fan of your father's movie, and I don't want to see his descendants go down like this."

Wen Yanyu was startled, and suddenly raised his head: "You..."

Xue Xun smiled very friendly: "Don't be so surprised, not everyone is so angry. I also heard about it at that time. Your father was too aggressive back then. It's normal for someone to fall down and hurt someone... Okay, let's eat first .”

Wen Yanyu suddenly looked at Xue Xun seriously, as if looking at him seriously for the first time, and then solemnly said: "Thank you."

Xue Xun naturally pressed Wen Yanyu on the seat and handed over the menu.

"You're welcome, just treat it... as a reward for raising a cat. Right, Miss Ahua."

Miss Ahua was nestled in the cage, Bitong blinked innocently, and her plump white body twisted twice.

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After dinner that day, when Wen Yanyu went home with Miss A Hua, Ah Hui was playing with his tail flicking on the ground.

Put down the cat, open the cage, put a large amount of cat items that Xue Xun gave into the cabinet, and prepare to take a bath and sleep.

Two cats got together late at night, no one was around, what happened is another story on another channel...

Xue Xun did what he said, and in the next few days of filming, he has been deliberately helping Wen Yanyu lead the show.

The so-called acting means that actors use their acting skills to interpret characters, forming a strong appeal and making it easier for opponents to play.

After all, he is a movie star for several times, and his acting skills can be retracted freely. Lin Yeming's calm appearance and cowardly heart are vividly displayed by Xue Xun, and he has entered the plot atmosphere created by Xue Xun unconsciously.

Wen Yanyu's rivalry in the next few scenes went smoothly.

However, no matter how unwilling, the bed scene still had to be filmed.

Lu Yuan thoughtfully motioned to clear the venue, leaving only a few scattered people.

The play "Lost" expresses more human struggles, and there are few sexual affairs between men and women. Instead, several relationships between men and women are taken as the focus.

Lin Yeming originally loved his wife, but his ideas were different, and his wife's obsession with forcing him to seek employment made him extremely depressed, so he went to the bar to relieve his worries and met Li Qin. Lun's pleasure.

Lu Yuan's intention is to capture the ambiguous eroticism, confusion, and beast-like desires among men, which are different from men and women, and the pure erotic entanglement, and finally show the psychology of the two people who seem to be in harmony with each other.

There are only a few short sentences in the script, and the performance depends entirely on the actors.

Wen Yanyu clutched the script, endured the discomfort in his heart, and forced himself into the state.

Before filming, Lu Yuan secretly slipped Wen Yanyu some CDs, and explained the approximate scale by the way.

Domestic restrictions are strict, and key parts will not be filmed, which means that there is no need to worry about fake scenes and media overexposure.

and…

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, if Wen Yanyu still can't do it, he can use a stand-in, post-processing and connect Wen Yanyu's face.

Having said that, it is obvious that Lu Yuan does not want to use a stand-in. After all, no matter how good the post-processing is, it will not be as realistic as a real person. What's more, this kind of performance is not too big at all. If a stand-in is used, it is really unprofessional.

It's not that Wen Yanyu has never made an intimate scene, but it's obviously very different from having sex with a man in an idol drama.

Put on a black low-necked shirt belonging to Li Qin, low-waisted denim, a shining skull necklace hanging on his chest, soft black hair was styled into rigid lines, and the makeup artist was still on Wen Yanyu's shoulders and neck after applying makeup Apply a light layer of powder on the collarbone and other places.

"OK, Action!"

The light is turned into an ambiguous orange color, and the curtains in the hotel suite are layered. The camera extends from the door to the edge of the bed, and the low-pitched breathing mixed with the sound of kissing can be heard clearly.

The camera is turned upwards, the man suppresses the teenager's fierce kiss, the shirt is torn vigorously, and the buttons fall to the ground with a crisp sound.

The bare skin exudes a soft and delicate shimmer, but the movements are so violent and rough that they are almost venting. The man stepped forward, and the boy raised his slender neck and moaned in pain...

"Card!"

"Excited! Excited! Wen Yanyu, you are having sex!"

"Don't blindly endure the pain! The expression should be excited! Be frantic!!"

There were only a few people on the set, and Lu Yuan's voice echoed particularly loudly.

The passionate two people on the bed stopped instantly, Wen Yanyu pulled away from under Xue Xun, rubbed the back of his hand against his lips, and gasped, "Sorry."

The makeup artist quickly stepped forward to wipe off the sweat and touch up the makeup.

Xue Xun got up, took the mineral water from the table, and threw it to Wen Yanyu at the same time.

Because there is no need to shoot key parts, both of them are wearing underwear of the same color as their lower bodies, so it is not awkward to walk around.

Wen Yanyu raised his head to drink water, breathed calmly, and tried his best to calm himself down.

Nausea rolling in stomach.

endure.

You are not Wen Yanyu, you are Li Qin, just Li Qin.

Lu Yuan looked at Wen Yanyu, feeling a little guilty.

After careful consideration, I ordered the photographer to remove several close-ups of Wen Yanyu's face.

Still the picture, hotel, bed net, desire, moaning.

Intense pleasure, intense panting, lust burning like flames, strong rhythms, and wild moans.

The distant view and the close view alternate, the light changes from shallow to deep, and the lens shakes slightly.

Desire released, silence.

The man turned over and leaned against the bed, smoked the cigarette on the bedside table, lit it, and glanced at the young man who was still lingering with him just now, his eyes were distant and indifferent.

With a charming smile on the young man's lips, he bent down to reach for the man's cigarette, but his eyes fell on the wallet beside him.

It couldn't be easier to end, and I shot a total of seven times back and forth, barely passing.

Is it simple?

who knows.

Wen Yanyu vomited on the side of the toilet in the cubicle, while laughing a little self-deprecatingly.

Still, can't stand it?

Things that I thought I had forgotten, turned out to be never forgotten.

The uncontrollable surge of malice is as embarrassing as a body that cannot restrain its desire for the same sex.

Wen Yanyu stroked his forehead, the expression on his face was indescribably complicated.

Quietly leaning against the bathroom door, her mouth was bitter, and her empty stomach was slightly cramped.

Press the flush button, and the water swirls down the dirt.

Wen Yanyu propped himself against the cold ceramic wall and closed his eyes.

Screen shuttle.

In that midsummer, the broken and mottled lights and shadows flashed back in disorder.

That year, he was eighteen.

The hot weather is anxious and boring, and the sun spreads the unbearable heat.

He opened the door with the key.

A slight gasp spilled from the room, widening the divergence.

He pushed the door open and approached suspiciously.

The master bedroom door was closed tightly, and he carefully twisted it open, looking through the long and narrow gap.

boom.

He tightly covered his mouth, his eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

In the bedroom, limbs are intertwined, turned red by waves, and lust is hot.

The hoarse begging for forgiveness mixed with the sound of physical beating came from afar, enveloping him.

Zoom in infinitely.

distortion.

That is, his father, and another man.

The image of his father's stalwart collapsed suddenly.

He leaned against the door, listening to the moans that gradually stopped and stopped, and the unbearable low growl at the extreme, feeling the strong surge of desire in the bedroom.

He felt scared.

Run away.

However, that sight was like a nightmare.

What's more frightening is that he feels sick, but at the same time, he has a reaction.

Wen Yanyu pressed his temples, moaning in pain.

It turns out that everything is still clearly visible.

never mind.

Wen Yanyu told himself.

It's long gone.

His father, too, died.

When Xue Xun saw Wen Yanyu coming out, his face was slightly pale, and his smile was gentle and shy, no difference.

It seemed that he was not the one who bit his lip to bleed just now and fled out of bed with a pale face.

Should I say that he can be a man, or can't be a man?

He is neither aggressive, nor does he know how to show weakness, let alone please, but always smiles without any sense of presence.

Not at all like that man's son.

Too clean.

Speaking of which, his qualifications are actually so old that even he has to call himself a senior.

"Is there an announcement tonight?"

Assistant Chen Ming looked down at the PDA: "Uh, there is an exclusive interview with a fashion magazine at eight o'clock in the evening, and a chat with Mr. Coates about cooperation at eleven o'clock, and..."

"Understood, Amy will fix it, wait for you..." Xue Xun glanced slightly, and Wen Yanyu, who was listening to Lu Yuan, pressed his stomach and frowned imperceptibly, "I will buy some nutritious porridge later Wen Yanyu sent it, by the way, remember there is still cat food. Let's go."

"Hey brother Xun, can I ask a question?"

Xue Xun looked down at his talkative and messy intern assistant, and smiled: "Aside from your private life, you can ask me about it."

Chen Ming's little assistant hurriedly lowered his head to avoid Xue Xun's smile, and asked with a blushing face, "Brother Xun, why do you take care of Wen Yanyu so much? This is not considered a private life..."

Xue Xun greeted the theater manager, and he thought about it while walking and replied: "I can't tell for a while... For example, it's like you once admired a much-anticipated work of art. Time goes by, and the treasure is dusty and no one knows it. See you again." , There are secret joys and regrets, and in the end, I can't help but want to brush off the dust, do you understand?"

Chen Ming shook his head blankly: "I don't understand."

Xue Xun got into the car and rubbed the silly girl's head.

Through the glass window, I glanced at the lonely but stubborn figure gradually approaching the door, turned my head and said, "You will understand... Now, I'll sleep first, you can drive."