Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

After breakfast, Mo Bajue hurried to the studio.

An Ran was so bored that he took out a pen and paper and was about to write the second song, but after only half a circle in his mind, the doorbell rang hastily, probably because he was afraid that he would be worried, and the person outside the door specially called , "I'm Shen Cheng."

The pain below the waist twitched, An Ran couldn't help grinning even when he climbed out of bed, but he was unwilling to be found out that he was the one below - especially Shen Cheng.

Over the years, the two of them have been hanging out together, and he knows best that he is TOP, but now he is accidentally suppressed, and suppressed again and again, and he doesn't know where to put this old face when it gets out.

Gritting his teeth with a pale face and maintaining a normal posture to open the door, Shen Cheng leaned against the door a little impatiently, looked him up and down for a while, and asked in doubt, "Did you quarrel with Mo Bajue?"

"If we can quarrel with someone like him, I'll take your surname." An Ran made a way for him to enter the door, and walked to the sofa to sit down, and said angrily, "Why are you here? "

"I came to see you." Shen Cheng shrugged, "I've been feeling flustered recently, let's see if you have any plans to go out."

"...I'm afraid that someone will pour gasoline on me when I go out." An Ran curled her lips, "Some newcomers want you to bring them, why are you pretending to be chaste?"

"I have a soft spot for you."

"..."

An Ran shook off goose bumps.

Coughing dryly, Shen Cheng leaned on the sofa with a smile, leaned on his chin and said leisurely, "To be honest, you didn't really do that kind of thing, so what if you just come out? Escaping won't solve the problem at all."

"The fact that the court didn't make a decision doesn't mean that the people don't have a decision. Besides, the public tends to be on the weak side." An Ran rubbed his throbbing forehead, "And I'm tired, I want to take a rest..."

"How long did you rest?" Shen Cheng lowered his face and said seriously, "So long that everyone forgets your talent, and when you mention your name, you can only think of this scandal?"

An Ran was choked speechless for a while.

"Mo Bajue's career is already on the right track. I went out today to audition for Han An's new film. Because someone recommended a recommendation, I've made an appointment." Shen Cheng said lightly, "A college student NICK doesn't seem to be enough. To persuade Han An?"

"..." An Ran scratched his hair angrily, and said angrily, "Have you stopped working as a manager and become a paparazzi to gossip?"

"You really haven't made any progress at all." Shen Cheng frowned and said, "Xiao Xiaowai is like this, do you plan to do the same with Mo Bajue? You don't want the other party to know what you have done, what kind of innocent and silent devotion, in the end What did you get?"

Even though his feelings were ruthlessly trampled under his feet, when Xiao Xiaowai's name was mentioned, An Ran couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and his face became gloomy.

Shen Cheng stared at him for a long time, then sighed helplessly, "Speaking of which, you and Mo Bajue are really a perfect match."

This time, An Ran was not happy, and said angrily with his eyes wide open, "You are the perfect match for that idiot!"

"I don't mind, he is now the dream lover of thousands of men and women, every time he is matched, he is matched once." Shen Cheng said jokingly.

"Damn, how dare you?!" Whoever dares to play with the idiot, he will beat him into a sieve!

"...You can be a little more awkward." Shen Cheng squinted at him with a smile on his face.

An Ran was embarrassed for a while, curled his lips boredly, "You didn't come here to talk nonsense, did you?"

"Of course not." Shen Cheng smiled and threw a stack of materials in front of him, "Your old friend Xiao Hanzi kindly invites you to be the second male lead in his movie."

"He's sick."

That scum who didn't clean up was still laughing at himself when he called a few days ago, saying that he looks like the virtuous BOTTOM behind the successful TOP!

NND, when I was studying abroad, that guy was a stallion, and when he saw a male’s tail, he would curl up, but the one in the front... Judging by his level of indulgence, another three years, no, one year is enough , that tail can be laid off and retired, and let's be BOTTOM for most of my life in the future!

While cursing his friend viciously, An Ran hastily flipped through the script, and his roles were highlighted. It can be seen that he put a lot of thought into it. After watching it, he raised his head numbly, "Don't you think this movie Also very wrong?"

Shen Cheng replied seriously, "If selling rot is considered a disease, then it's probably because the medicine didn't work."

As a certain special hobby continues to expand among young people, it is very common for movies and novels to engage in small tricks in the plot and the interaction between men and men, interspersed with a little adultery, and rely on selling rot to gain an advantage in the Internet and media. Even the entertainment companies often match newcomers and boy groups, deliberately making some ambiguous plots and action arrangements.

For example, A&M's newcomer group BATTLEGUYS, the four boy groups have already been set up as male-male pairings since that day, like Fan Danyu and A Yang, who were even stereotyped as black-bellied attackers and ruffians; or like An Ran and Shen Cheng... ...Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get angry. Back then, some people thought he was violent and aggressive, but since Mo Bajue flew from the sky, his official partner seemed to have changed inexplicably.

Shen Cheng probably thought of this too, couldn't help but sighed with a smile, "Actually, the public is still very perceptive..."

"Damn, they didn't see my true nature! That idiot is taller, but making love depends on skills!" An Ran blushed and said angrily, "At least I have more experience than him!"

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows, looking at the little bruises on his neck, he couldn't help but want to complain, you look like this, being gay can overwhelm you, what do you want to do TOP?

Fortunately, he knew that those who were oppressed could not stand provocation and stimulation, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "Are you going to accept the movie? Han An really wants to invite you."

"If he's serious, I'll be serious?" An Ran sighed, "It's better not to smear him with my reputation."

"Han An is already dark enough, are you afraid that you will add to those glorious histories? Who in the circle doesn't know that he is gay." Shen Cheng said disdainfully, "He is very free and easy, and even such a small matter in China can't shake him. "

"..."

"Also, you can cooperate with Mo Bajue... Imagine that instead of being bored in this small apartment every day, the two of you can meet even on the set..." Shen Cheng began to lower his voice seductively, "The best thing is, the director He is a senior pure GAY, completely understands you..."

An Ran slapped the script on the coffee table, Shen Cheng hurriedly shut up.

"Got it!" An Ran smiled distortedly.

Although it was accepted, An Ran never expected to meet the public so soon. There was no time for him to catch his breath. The film conference was already on the schedule, and all this was temporarily hidden from Mo Ba On the one hand, he didn't find a chance to speak, after all, he was very busy, on the other hand, he wanted to scare him.

In the end, Mo Bajue was astonished as everyone expected, although his surprise was just a frown, and he asked puzzledly, "Are you hungry?"

Otherwise, why did you come to the conference site...

An Ran's facial muscles twitched twice quickly, and tugged on the collar of his shirt, "Do you think I will wear a formal suit to beg you for food?!"

Mo Bajue thought for a while, and asked seriously, "Have you thrown the clothes into the laundry bucket? I'll wash them at night when I get home."

"..."

An Ran's eyes lit up uncontrollably.

To be honest, doing laundry is an unbearable thing, even underwear.

Just as the two were flirting backstage as if no one was around... Well, when they were having a friendly exchange, the host hurried over and pushed them out, "It's about to start, let's get in first."

Pushed out almost at the same time, Mo Bajue had quicker reflexes, so he walked steadily, but An Ran couldn't do it, he was caught off guard and staggered back, Mo Bajue hurriedly stabilized him, the two of them were in a hurry Hug full.

The hands of countless reporters and media off the field who were about to applaud froze in mid-air.

What a gorgeous way to appear...

Mo Bajue looked down at An Ran's feet as if nothing had happened, and after making sure that he was not injured, he patted his head with a smile, and led him to the seat to sit down.

With the director Han An as the middle point, Mo Bajue and An Ran are on the left, and the heroine and No. [-] of the movie are on the right, as well as other related personnel.

Han An secretly gave An Ran a disdainful look - you look like a ten thousand year BOTTOM.

An Ran gave him a fierce stare, but was stopped by Mo Bajue, who turned his head and said calmly, "Director, your pants are unzipped."

"..."

Han An slowly retracted his gaze, and pulled the zipper back numbly.

The host started the press conference with a smile.

Everyone in the circle knows that Han An doesn't like such formal things. Every time he returns to China to shoot a movie, he only holds a short press conference symbolically, and the opportunity to ask reporters a few questions is quickly dispersed. The record once answered five reporters' questions by one person, and then announced the end of the press conference. The whole process took less than 10 minutes.

So today's press conference did not make any elaborate preliminary preparations. After introducing the movie and the cast, he waved his hand impatiently, "Just ask questions."

This kind of opportunity to ask questions is rare, as if rushing to answer, a reporter hurriedly raised his hand, "I heard that countless outstanding artists have been ruthlessly eliminated before, why did Director Han choose Mr. Mo, who is still a newcomer, to play the leading role in this film Where's the main character?"

Han An said boredly, "Because he has enough facial paralysis, next."

"..."

"Director Han has lived abroad for a long time, is he not familiar with the scandals in the domestic entertainment industry?"

An Ran's always downcast eyelids trembled, and Mo Bajue quietly took his hand.

"You mean you want to know more?" Han An raised his eyes lazily, "I can tell you how many new talents have emerged in Chinese opera, but the question is... who are you?"

"...I'm a reporter for <New Song of the Month>..."

"I don't know, it seems that I don't know enough." Han An spread his hands and watched the host by the way, "Why did the new song magazine come to the movie conference?"

"..."

"Excuse me!" The reporter blushed and couldn't help amplifying the volume, "If Director Han really understands the domestic situation, why did he invite An Ran to make this movie?!"

There was an uproar at the scene.

Although it was impossible not to mention this, no one would have thought that it would be asked in such a sharp manner.

While all the reporters were gripping their little books with joy, they also turned their sympathetic eyes to that little reporter, you are finished, Amen.

Han An frowned. Although he was only in his early thirties, and he was unrestrained, a straight face would make people feel intimidated.

He looked around the whole scene for a long time, and then snorted arrogantly, "Because I have a long brain and know how to look at evidence, instead of embarrassing people everywhere with a pig's head on my head!"

"Ahem..." The heroine coughed twice and kicked him with her toes.

Han An was unmoved at all, "Long mouths are for speaking human words, not for spraying dung, what kind of person An Ran is, you are blind and can't see, I know very well! That's it, scattered Alright."

After speaking, he got up and walked away.

"..."

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"..."

The reporters petrified.

The others exchanged awkward glances, and Mo Bajue said slowly, "Actually... this kind of tongue is called poisonous tongue, right?"

An Ran nodded dumbly, "You will have a great time working together."