Star II

On the second day of recording, it rained heavily, the temperature dropped suddenly, and there was no boundary between day and night.

All filming activities were moved indoors, and the spacious hall was squeezed in half by the staff.

Ruirui's soft hair is very easy to frizz due to static electricity. I stretched my sleeves and shook them one centimeter above her head. It was very fun to watch her hair cling to my clothes like hyphae.

"Stop playing," Mu Haoyan stopped me, "Flower Fairy is about to become a golden lion king."

Ruirui held her head, her mouth pouted.

I said, "Don't compare yourself to me."

Ruirui sticks out her tongue: "It's not a comparison!"

Director Hou rubbed over with a stack of cards: "Let's check the result of your Chinese tutoring?"

I'm quite speechless, when will he give up "Xu Yien's growth plan".

Mu Haoyan was more active than me, he asked, "Is there any reward?"

"Of course," Director Hou raised his index finger, "If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded with a piece of premium beef from the ranch."

My face twitched, and it was a cow again.

"No, not participating."

Director Hou was not surprised that I would refuse, and he said with reason and emotion: "Young man, stand up wherever you fall."

I pouted.

Mu Haoyan asked Ruirui with a smile: "Do you want to eat beef?"

Ruirui replied crisply: "I want to!"

I disdainfully said, "Can her little teeth chew on meat?"

Ruirui let out a snort and slammed into my arms like a calf, her hair was all on my clothes.

"Bad Xiaoen, smelly Xiaoen, stupid Xiaoen!"

I inserted my hands into her armpits and lifted her up with a little force, so that I could watch her hair blown like a flower and her two little hooves kicking in the air.

All right, I should pay for the entrance fee after enjoying the wonderful animal show.

Throwing the swollen Ruirui to Mu Haoyan, I nuzzled my chin at Dao Hou: "Let's come up with a question."

Director Hou smiled "Hey" and opened the first card: "Let's start with the simple ones, and send sub-questions. Listen up, the wind and the horse—"

I replied boredly: "It doesn't matter."

Director Hou: "Bone Bone Demon looks in the mirror——"

Me: "There are no people inside and out."

Director Hou sincerely praised me for my progress, but I am not a kid in kindergarten, so I will not be motivated by his verbal praise.

I asked, "How many questions are there in total?"

Director Hou smiled: "Let's play the idiom Solitaire again, the old rules, I will start, you two take turns to answer, if you catch up to six, you will be considered a success."

"Since it's an old rule," Mu Haoyan said, "let's start by waiting for work."

Director Hou said vigilantly, "How can I do that?"

Mu Haoyan's face was sincere: "As you said, stand up wherever you fall."

Director Hou was speechless.

I knew that Mu Haoyan was honest on the outside, but a rogue inside.

Ruirui clapped her hands in support: "Beef, beef, beef!"

Director Hou thought for a moment, and finally it was a compromise.

"But this time we can't delay," he waved his hand, "waiting for work at leisure."

Mu Haoyan answered straightforwardly: "Working hard to mobilize everyone."

Me: "It's well known."

Mu Haoyan: "Retire in the face of difficulties."

It's where I got stuck last time.

"Stay away." I said.

Director Hou warned from the side: "Don't delay."

Mu Haoyan looked at me and said, "Sacrifice yourself for others."

I looked back at him, twitched the corner of my mouth, and said word by word: "Man, face, beast, heart."

Mu Haoyan's expression remained unchanged, and he applauded calmly, congratulating me on my victory.

Director Hou reluctantly handed me the beef, and specifically reminded me to use positive words as much as possible in variety shows.

Mu Haoyan grabbed Ruirui's hand and played with her: "Ruirui also come to Solitaire, okay, do you know the word that starts with heart?"

Ruirui thought hard, blowing Mao's little head bit by bit.

"Heart... I will be a little star."

Mu Haoyan smiled and said, "That's amazing."

Ruirui sang out of tune with her childish voice: "Twinkle, twinkle, the sky is full of little stars..."

Mu Haoyan beat the time for her, his gaze was gentle enough to drip water, and the sound of rain outside the house was no longer annoying.

I casually threw the beef on the table, and suddenly got tired of Mu Haoyan's smile, I wanted to see more expressions on his face, even if it was expressionless.

This box of beef was grilled by Mu Haoyan as an extra meal for lunch and distributed to other guests, but I didn't eat a single bite.

During the lunch break, Yu Jiarui came to me and said that they were going to watch the broadcast version of the first episode together, and the program team could also cut a "Participant's Reaction" tidbit.

My first reaction was to say no, but I changed it to agree.

I didn't go with Mu Haoyan when the first episode started, I don't know how he is alone, I have to see what I missed at that time.

Mu Haoyan was there when I passed by, but he only sat there for 10 minutes, took some shots for the camera, and then went back to figure out the script.

I moved to the chair he had vacated, raised my legs in the residual heat of the chair, and slowly leaned back on the chair.

In order to attract the audience in the official program, Mu Haoyan was the first to appear on stage.

His filming location was not his home, but a hotel near the studio. He was packing his luggage and promoting the new film just after the filming.

The screen turned to a huge cross-stitch hanging on the wall, with the word "Yan" embroidered on it.

Mu Haoyan gazed at the embroidered cloth affectionately for a long time, then explained softly that it was a gift from the support club when his idol graduated. His name is Yan, and his fans are flames. Together they form a flaming "Yan".

Then Mu Haoyan counted the decorations in the room one by one. He doesn't accept expensive gifts, but fans' hearts will be cherished no matter how many years.

Seeing this, Dou Kang said: "Mourinho has been popular for so many years, it is not unreasonable."

Chu Binhai nodded in agreement: "Hao Yan is a good boy."

I lowered my eyelids and thought to myself, the good boy Mu Haoyan almost did something bad to me yesterday.

He has worn the mask of Mr. Haohao for so many years, if he takes it off forcefully, there will be flesh and blood attached to it. When I think about how he will react, I can't help being a little excited, like a shark smelling blood.

Afterwards, Dou Kang and their scenes, I just want to fast-forward them all, the last "mysterious guest" to appear is me, obviously I was no longer mysterious when it was broadcast, but in the later period, I still P on my face a mosaic.

The process is, director Hou knocks on the door, I open the door, mosaic, commercials.

Dou Kang imitated Siri's voice and said, "High energy strikes ahead."

Yu Jiarui laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

She wiped the physical tears from the corners of her eyes and said to me: "To tell the truth, I am also my younger brother's face fan, can you take a fan authentication photo with me?"

I said, "Sorry, I don't like taking pictures."

Ying Leng said jokingly: "If you want to see pictures of my brother, you can only follow Mourinho's Weibo."

I admitted without hesitation: "Yes."

Ying Leng bit her lip and said nothing.

Yu Jiarui's eyes lingered on us, and he smiled suddenly: "I didn't know who to be jealous of at the moment."

I know that she is not my fan, and she just wants to get some traffic from me. Unfortunately, I only want Mu Haoyan now. In order to get him, I have to show my sincerity and tell him that he is a "unique" existence to me.

How sweet is a person who only has his eyes on him, how long can Mu Haoyan resist this temptation.

I will wait and see.

When the show was broadcast until Mu Haoyan arrived in the ancient town, I lost interest in watching it any more, and got up to leave.

Mu Haoyan's exclusive lounge still had the sign "Do Not Disturb During Lunch Break", and his assistant sat at the door and acted as the gatekeeper.

I opened the door with the spare key without hindrance.Inside the door, Mu Haoyan was half-kneeling on the ground, raised his head to express his determination to the air in a humble attitude, immersed in the world of the character, even if I walked in front of him, his eyes never wavered.

After closing the door and locking it, I sat at the desk where he used to sit and enjoyed his performance.

Picking the floor with trembling fingers, he quickly realized that this method would not work, and began to look around for tools that could be used.

Finally, he found the tool in his hand, picked up the clothes rail and "digged" down like a shovel. After a few mechanical labors, he paused in his hand and slammed the clothes rail away.

Mu Haoyan's body trembled for a moment, and he shuddered. The strings that had been tense for a long time were completely broken, and he sat down on the ground slumped.

He murmured: "Death is like a shadow, and the world will end here."

Although I don't know the cause and effect, it doesn't prevent me from experiencing the appeal of his performance. I turned on my phone to record a segment for him, but when the screen turned on, Xun Bin's information came into view.

——What's the situation between you and Mu Haoyan? Aren't you tired of him? Why are you sticking together?

Tsk, so I'm not fit to lie.

I replied to him: I never thought you would watch variety shows.

Xun Bin got the news faster than Cheng Hong, he directly dialed the phone.

I glanced at Mu Haoyan and saw that he was indifferent, so I clicked to answer.

"Ian."

"Hi."

Xun Bin's tone was very cold: "Is he pestering you, or is it the request of the film crew?"

"Neither of them," I turned the water glass on the table, "I came to him for something."

Xun Bin said in a commanding tone: "What's the matter, I'll help you."

My fingernails scratched the side of the mug, making a small rubbing sound.

"You can't, he has to."

Xun Bin's tone became increasingly hostile: "What's the matter?"

"Don't worry about my business," I said, "but you, have you chosen your fiancée?"

When he heard the word "fiancée", he breathed a sigh of relief half guilty, and stopped asking.

I reminded him that no matter how bad I am, I am still the young master of the Xu family.

I have an uncle and a cousin on top of me, so I can be ignorant and cynical, but he can't, he is the eldest son of the direct line, and the old stubborn people on my head are all waiting for him to inherit the "throne".

He can like me in his heart, but he can't have any behavior beyond the rules.

Xun Bin was silent for a while, then said, "An appointment with you another day."

"it is good."

I cut off the call, turned my head, and unexpectedly bumped into Mu Haoyan's dark eyes.

I raised my eyebrows: "I didn't call Kaka, why did you make a show?"

Mu Haoyan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I think it's better to tell me directly about the matter of 'it must be him'."

"The original plan was to say it directly," I curled the corner of my mouth, "I just had a better idea."

"That doesn't sound like a good idea," he said.

I shrugged and took a sip from my mug.

He stepped forward and pressed my hand: "That's my cup."

"I know."

I licked my upper lip with the tip of my tongue, intertwined with his breath.

"I'm kissing you indirectly."

With a movement of his throat, his eyes became deep and viscous, and the sound of the pattering rain seemed to fall in his heart, drawing out waves of ripples.

"Where did you learn these tricks?"

I raised my knees, squeezed between his legs, and smiled triumphantly: "Don't worry, I've only used it on you."

Mu Haoyan didn't back down, his soft lips brushed my cheek and landed on the place where I just drank.

"The water is cold."

His hot palms stroked my fingers one by one, and at the same time, his muscular thighs pressed against my knees, showing me the changes in his body unabashedly.

My body was weak, my calves were trembling, and I subconsciously pursued the heat emanating from his body, but Mu Haoyan stepped away first, pinching the mouth of the mug with one hand.

"Cold water is not good for the stomach." He said lightly.

I covered my face and gave a low laugh.

Where did he learn these tricks?

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Zhou Zhou and Zhuxuan; 4 bottles of Fanshi;