Bai Yueguang and the enemy are together

Lu Jun saw that the direction the car was driving and the surrounding buildings were completely different from going to Gu Chu's house, so he couldn't help asking, "Brother Yan, where should we go first? Brother Chu's house is not in this direction..."

After being reminded by Ding Pengpeng, he also looked at Yan Jinxi with a bad feeling, and just wanted to ask the driver to correct the direction: "Send Brother Chu and the others first...?"

Yan Jin sighed, "Go to my house."

Ding Pengpeng: "..."

Lu Jun: "!!...?"

Ding Pengpeng felt that a quick-acting heart-relief pill was not enough, and he might need to keep a bottle with him from now on.

Lu Jun's expression was also a little subtle.Although he thought that the big deal would be to persuade Gu Chu, but it came too suddenly! !Is Gu Chu ready?

In the sudden silence in the car, Lu Jun said awkwardly: "Uh, that, Brother Yan—"

Yan Jinxi said again: "From today on, he will live in my house."

Gu Lan thought it was a good choice.He didn't want to wrong himself in Gu Chu's tofu slag.He has never lived in such a small and dilapidated house, so he must not be used to it.

On the contrary, the choice before him - Yan Jinxi's mansion, must be much more comfortable to live in, at least it won't be much different from his original one.

But he also has to consider the danger of the sheep falling into the tiger's mouth.

Ding Pengpeng bounced up from the seat nervously, his voice trembling slightly: "Brother, are you serious..."

Gu Lan also noticed that when Yan Jinxi brought him home, it wasn't necessarily because he wanted to worship him as a bodhisattva.What else can a single, unmarried man bring someone home?

He thought about it carefully, pretending not to care about this body that wasn't his in the first place, and trying to curry favor with Yan Jinxi.

Then he furrowed his brows deeply, obviously...not quite acceptable.

Gu Lan turned to Yan Jinxi on the opposite side of the river, and said in a negotiating tone: "Jin Xi wants me to live there during the filming of the drama, so that everyone can get acquainted with it and reduce the embarrassment during filming, right?"

Yan Jinxi looked out of the window, his eyes were as cold as reflective glass beads, his face was not warmed by Gu Lan's half-probing and half-pleading words, and said: "Ding Pengpeng, don't think about it, I just let you He can live in my house for the time being, there are many guest rooms in the house, Lu Jun is not at ease, so he can stay here."

Lu Jun is very clever in this regard, so he wouldn't be so stupid as to go to Yan Jinxi's house to visit his unspoken rule Gu Chu, and quickly refused: "Oh, I can't live anymore, I can't sleep well in someone else's house, so accept the bed Brother Yan, Brother Chu, thank you for taking care of me. Hey, do you still have any production crew that needs to be naked? He—”

Ding Pengpeng dragged Lu Jun back to his seat who was about to get up, gagged his mouth, and smiled at Gu Lan: "Brother Chu, then you are with Brother Yan... No, during your stay at Brother Yan's house ..." No matter what you say, his tongue is almost tied up, and he said with a bitter face, "During this period, you'd better not take other jobs as a substitute, there are serious roles, let me introduce you here you are."

Lu Jun handed out another business card of his own, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Introduce me. Send me your work email, thank you."

Yan Jinxi's mansion is on the top floor of a high-rise building in a prime location in the city center. Due to its excellent sound insulation effect and being far away from the ground, except for the natural wind flowing in the air, it is as quiet as if isolated from the world.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is an extremely long and spacious air corridor sun deck, connected to a swimming pool. The view is comparable to Singapore's "Sands Sky Garden", a paradise away from the hustle and bustle.

Gu Lan glanced across the extremely romantic corridor, and at the end there was a hammock, as if hanging on a sea of ​​fireworks in the world.I couldn't help but think - lying on that bed, probably the feeling of bliss in the world.

He was too surprised, or in other words, he continued to shatter his previous understanding of Yan Jinxi and rebuild a new worldview.

The artist may be very coquettish in his bones, but on the surface he pretends to be refined. A man who wears cassocks and can chant scriptures, the first impression he gives people is that he is full of frank sexual release and fantasies.

Cold and minimalist decoration In the large living room, there is a statue of David. Goya and Michelangelo's paintings fill this space that is only black and white and full of frigidity. It doesn't look real, it seems to be There are fakes, and some seem to have been copied casually.There is a black grand piano in the corner, and some incomprehensible abstract sculptures.

During the decoration, Yan Jinxi might have thought about it.In addition to black and white, any more variegated colors may destroy the colors created by those artistic masters.If a camera is placed here to take a view, the most primitive desire and the holy temple of art can be directly captured and lingering together.

Gu Lan felt that as an ordinary person, living in this kind of house was no different from living in a monk's temple.

Fortunately, Lu Jun didn't follow, otherwise he would have commented embarrassingly, all art lovers are crazy.

Walking to the bookshelf covering the entire wall, most of them are books and magazines related to film and television art and classical art, and there are several rows of classic movie DVDs, not all of which are collector's editions. Yan Jinxi seems to have a very mixed collection. It can be seen that the ones I particularly like will be collected in all versions.

What Gu Lan saw the most were Quentin's movies, all the works, and all the language versions in all countries.He casually pulled out a piece of "Pulp Fiction", turned around and said to Yan Jinxi with a eager smile: "Read this all over, and then go to bed?... Is that okay?"

His ending sound seemed to rise slightly, and there was an expression of expectation and polite request in his eyes.

Yan Jinxi took off his coat on the sofa, stared at him in a daze, "Didn't you have a fever?"

Gu Lan continued to stare at him expectantly, refusing to give up: "I am much better after taking the medicine, do you want to see it..."

Yan Jin sighed: "Go take a bath first, you have to film tomorrow, won't you be overwhelmed during the filming..."

Gu Lan looked at the sky and thought for a while: "Probably not."

He has long been used to this irregular rhythm of work and rest, and there is nothing he can do about it. There is no way to demand sleep quality when filming outside.

Fortunately, the bathroom in Jin Xi's house is normal and bright, and there are no nude art paintings or a statue of a naked man staring at him taking a shower.

The bathtub is also large and comfortable, a large bathtub made of biotite marble bricks, and a water injection tank opened in the deep wall.

Gu Lan filled a tank full of water and lay down in it, leaning her head up and relaxing.When I opened my eyes, I saw a imitation mural of Michelangelo's "Adam" on the ceiling above...

Gu Lan: "..."

Yan Jinxi won't be relieved by this painting while taking a shower...

With a headache, he hastily wiped the shower gel on his body, just wanting to quickly get rid of the "Adam" he just watched.

Just as the naked body of "Adam" faded from Gu Lan's mind, Yan Jin breathlessly opened the door and came in, appearing in Gu Lan's vision.

Gu Lan: "..."

Yan Jinxi did not have such a perverted habit of being naked at home. He even wore his shirt and trousers neatly. After meeting Gu Lan's eyes, he lowered his eyes and lowered his head to put the nightgown in his hand on the marble table, taking a breath. Don't mess around, and said as usual: "You wash and wear this, it's for guests, and there are slippers."

He bent down and put the cotton slippers on the ground.

Gu Lan lay on the edge of the bathtub, raised her head, and said, "Hey, you know I'm taking a shower, so you don't knock on the door when you enter the bathroom?"

Yan Jinxi raised his head to look at him, and the corner of his mouth revealed the previous contemptuous sneer again: "Didn't I touch your naked body during filming... the scene in the toilet cubicle , very good, I will remember to call you for the viewing fee."

Gu Lan raised her eyebrows, her dark eyes were covered with a layer of steam in the bathroom, very sticky, revealing a trace of deliberate teasing: "Did you feel it at that time?"

Yan Jinxi smiled lightly, it was a warm smile, and turned his head away: "Don't worry, there is only one person in this world who can make me have sexual fantasies, and I won't have any thoughts about others."

After waiting for him to go out, Gu Lan leaned back to the bathtub, closed her eyes and thought, it seems that Bai Yueguang really accidentally became the object of Yan Jinxi's sexual fantasies.

He sorted out the logic chain on his circle——

The white moonlight who said Jinxi was "Gu Chu".

And "Gu Chu"'s Bai Yueguang is most likely Gu Lan.

As a result, Yan Jinxi looked at Gu Lan disliked for a long time.

……

The logic is beyond reason, which is too coincidental.Who made up the bloody plot.

He looked at the "Adam" embedded in the imitation rock texture on the top wall.

Michelangelo, the master of the Renaissance period, was wandering all his life. He left countless masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, including a large number of works showing the physical strength and sexual beauty of men, but his spirit was very painful.It is rumored that he was an ascetic, never married, and only wrote love poems to one man.

Gu Lan walked out of the bathroom and saw Yan Jinxi cooking supper in the open kitchen.

"Are you hungry? Do you want oatmeal soaked in milk? I also made coffee."

Gu Lan stood watching him busy, chuckled and said, "Drinking coffee at this time, are you going to sleep?"

Yan Jin breathed out, "Then let me pour you a glass of whiskey."

Gu Lan joked: "You don't want to get me drunk and then do inhumane things to me, do you?"

Yan Jinxi smiled coldly, and poured hot milk into a small bowl filled with oatmeal: "Is this really not your seductive joke?"

Gu Lan had had enough teasing him, she smiled lightly, and stopped playing with him: "I'm going to watch Quentin's jokes."

"Pulp Fiction" tells three seemingly incoherent stories. Gu Lan has long been able to recite all the lines of the plot, but he just wants to read it again, and feels that it is suitable for his own situation.

He was lying on the wool carpet in the living room, leaning on the lazy sofa cushion that Yan Jinxi threw to him, holding a bowl of oatmeal soaked in milk, and after eating, he put the bowl on the side.He has a little habit. When he is in a good mood, he rubs his left foot with his right ankle, and then changes it after a while, like a cat lying gracefully on the ground and slightly raising the tip of its tail from time to time.

"Why do you want to watch this movie?" Yan Jinxi, who was sitting on the sofa reading the script, couldn't help asking when the movie was halfway through.

"Looking at the few plots in this movie, it seems that the beginning, progress, and ending are all inexplicable and nonsensical. Unlike the kind of stories we usually shoot, there is a causal logic in the beginning, succession, and transition."

Yan Jin sighed: "In this film, Quentin wants to return the drama of the story to real life, expressing that many events in real life do not have a cause and effect, but are just the result of a series of accidental mistakes."

Speaking of this, he added: "He likes to shoot stories that reverse genre."

Gu Lan sighed: "Yes. When we play a role, we try our best to sort out all kinds of logic for the role, so that there is a reasonable explanation for the performance, but in reality, we don't know what will happen in the next moment. What happens in the next second There may be no connection between things and the last second, and there is no causal relationship."

There is a warm yellow floor lamp in the living room, and the floor heating under the floor radiates warmth upwards, so it doesn't matter if you wear summer clothes.

Gu Lan looked very comfortable and lazy, the silk nightgown slipped a little from his shoulders, barely falling off, and it was barely falling on his shoulders.The color of the TV screen outlines the graceful lines of his neck, faintly revealing a beautiful and thin waistcoat line with butterfly bones.

It's like he's used to being able to do whatever he wants wherever he goes.

The sinister darkness that is so pure and ignorant of the world is so well protected, because the people around him are friendly to him and nourished by love, he can't feel the malice of others, just like a flower bud in a greenhouse that doesn't know the cold wind and frost.

Yan Jinxi knew that he was also like this, but he didn't understand why "Gu Chu" had such a nature, it shouldn't be.

Could it be like this for an unknown actor who could only act as a naked substitute for six years and was struggling to make his mark?

"Will you sort out the behavioral logic for the characters?"

Gu Lan casually said: "Yes, and I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it will be very uncomfortable if I can't sort it out. The logical chain is an important thing for the audience to understand and resonate with the character-but it's absurd to think about it, isn't Quentin just To tell us that some behaviors of people in reality are often illogical. Art spreads its wings in the imaginary space, but is bound by the chains called 'logic'."

Yan Jinxi did not make another sound.

Gu Lan watched very attentively, and didn't think there was any problem with the content of the chat.

The next moment, Yan Jinxi suddenly came to Gu Lan's side, holding Gu Lan's waist and making Gu Lan turn to face him.Gu Lan was slightly startled, caught off guard and didn't resist much.