"Brother, who are you... sending emails to?" Sheng Guoer carefully handed over a cup of coffee.Her handsome boss is inexplicably swollen today. The makeup artist has been applying ice compresses to his face since the morning, and cup after cup of coffee.

Ke Yu finished his drink without changing his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You've been laughing."

The ears of the person who was exposed were red, and two seconds later: "It's the complete collection of jokes I subscribed to."

Sheng Guoer: "...?"

Ke Yu said with a kind of indifferent seriousness: "It's true, Dr. Shen said that I should laugh more, so I subscribed to the joke feed."

Sheng Guoer: "..."

Makeup artist Maggie walks in, followed by her makeup team. "What cup is it?" She smiled and bent down, said "I'm offended", and used the handle of a makeup brush to brush away the bangs on his forehead: "Okay, I can change the makeup in half an hour."

She is the chief, and she came here today because Tang Zhuo wanted to adjust his makeup.It is rare for a film to have its makeup re-fixed in the middle of filming. Although it is not stated explicitly, everyone knows that it is because Ke Yu herself does not have the gloomy and paranoid feeling of acting that she needs to make up for her makeup.

Maggie aggravated the light blue dark circles under her eyes, and sighed: "The difficulty is the wound on the mouth."

This wound was bitten by kissing with Sister Fei, and it scabbed and torn again and again, becoming a symbol.Maggie designed it, but it's hard to guarantee that erosive feeling when she removes makeup every day.

When she pondered to think of a way, Ke Yu said lightly: "I have a way."

Then he bit his lower lip without changing his expression.

Beads of blood flowed, Sheng Guoer exclaimed, and even pulled two paper towels and pasted them.

Maggie gasped, "Ms. Ke..."

Clutching a tissue, Ke Yu found her gaze in the mirror: "It's okay."

Tang Zhuo's eyes brightened when he reappeared on the set, and the production director Lao Du complimented: "Mr. Maggie is indeed a master!"

Maggie opened her lips to clarify, but Ke Yu held her down calmly, and said calmly, "Thank you, Maggie."

Cheng Cheng, who plays Sister Fei, is an old drama player in the industry. He is over fifty years old but still has a charming charm. The figure under the camera is plump and charming. The feet wrapped in silk stockings protrude from the high heels, stretched provocatively, and the toe of the socks is a little black.The camera swept across the hazy moonlight and under the bedside lamp, making people suspect that they could smell the smell of the high-heeled shoes, which formed a sharp contrast with A Mei's bed scene.

From here on, the film's lens language is always full of dark, cramped, and depressed client's body odor and the smell of prostitute's stockings.

Cheng Cheng had already heard about Ke Yu, and when he actually acted in the opposite role, he realized that he hadn't done enough mental preparation.The first scene between the two was when they met in the corridor. Fei Zai helped his employer clear the sewer pipe. He was dressed in blue overalls soaked in sweat and wrench oil. When he brushed past Sister Fei, the other party stopped him.

The peony cheongsam has graceful curves, Sister Fei held a cigarette between her fingers, squinted her eyes and said, "Hey, pretty boy."

"Do you know all kinds of sewers?"

In the first performance, this line was so hot that the audience was dry and dumbfounded. Sister Fei smiled condescendingly: "Sister's house has a blocked water pipe."

Mai Anyan was also on the set at the time, and he couldn't help but muttered, "...This f*cking movie is a tertiary movie?"

Depend on!Is the image of Ke Yu still there after the film?

He thought about it too much, but Ke Yu broke the sexual tension that Sister Fen had pulled to the limit, and he asked, "Where is it?"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Zhuo made a "click", and Cheng Cheng frowned: "Xiao Ke, the tone is wrong."

She was happy to support her younger generation, and before Tang Zhuo could speak, she continued, "Fei Zai understands here, he restrained the turbulent desire in his heart, pretended to be calm, but there was still an ambiguity that both sides knew well. "

Seeing that Ke Yu didn't respond, she acted it out by herself. Her eyes darkened, and she subconsciously glanced at the crotch between the opposite person's legs. When she turned away, the shadow in her eyes blocked the emotion in her eyes. But his fingers were nervously digging at the sewing thread.

As soon as she finished her performance, everyone applauded, and Mai Anyan whispered to Sheng Guoer, "As expected of Miss Chengzi, Ginger is still old and hot."

But even after she demonstrated, Ke Yu was still indifferent—mu.For the fifth time, Cheng Cheng finally laughed angrily: "Xiao Dao, isn't your rivalry with Xie Miaomiao very beautiful? I wouldn't be able to? Oh——I see, do you think Miss Cheng is old?"

Mai Anyan immediately smoothed things over: "Where are you talking about Sister Chengzi!"

Cheng Cheng was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he grabbed Ke Yu's wrist: "Didn't you have six girlfriends, and you didn't say anything nasty?" The lounge door slammed, leaving everyone looking at each other in dismay.Mai Anyan stretched out her hand and said "Hey", watching Ke Yu being squeezed into the corner of the window by her, and then the curtain was drawn, completely blocking everyone's sight.

Cheng Cheng pulled Ke Yu: "Have you ever said something nasty?"

Ke Yu: "?"

"Brother feeds you a lollipop?"

Ke Yu: "..."

"You know it well, you know I'm teasing you, and I know you know I'm teasing you, but you pretend you don't understand, and I pretend you don't understand. Understand? It's like you are in bed with your daughter My friend said, do you want to eat a lollipop? Your girlfriend said you hate it, how can you have it? You said yes, it’s here, if you don’t believe me, look for it—understand?”

...It seems that I understand it, but I don't dare to understand it too much.

Cheng Cheng looked at his red ears with great interest: "So pure?"

His eyes wandered a little when he walked out of the lounge. ...So you were going to say these things in bed? ……learned.

From then until the end of the month, Ke Yu's lips were always on the verge of healing and tearing, and then the wound was about to bite open, and the tip of the tooth was a gash.This season is the driest time of the year in Ning City, so he deliberately does not wear lip balm, so that it will break faster when it is dry.At the end of a scene, Sheng Guoer watched him eat less and less food and drink more and more porridge.

Mai Anyan finally discovered the tricky things later, "Ke Yu, Ke Yu, do you understand how to be high-profile and low-key? What homework has been done, and it is not in vain if you put it in front of the stage and let others know! If it weren't for my sharp eyes, who would know? ? Does the director know? Does Sister Cheng know? Everyone says that Ke Yu is an idiot! Since you have worked hard—”

Ke Yu glanced at him: "It's not hard work."

Mai Anyan was choked: "—Okay, fine, you have the best idea."

Ke Yu was calm, his manager was not a vegetarian, so he immediately took him to take a portrait, and then posted it on his Weibo.In the photo, Ke Yu's face is pale, his bangs droop slightly, his cyan stubble protrudes a little, his eyes are cold, but his beautiful lower lip is broken, and the wound is erosive red, which makes people feel painful and exhausted just looking at it.

As soon as the photo was released, it was madly reposted by fans——

"Brother's lip was bitten by me!"

"Oh my god, it hurts so much, I'll give Kojima a lick"

"Battle damage kills me"

"Damn, what kind of battle damage is this?" Shang Mingbao curled his lips: "Bite your mouth, sir, is this worth sending?"

Shanglu recovered from the painting.On the snow-white wall hangs the "Blue Star", which was bought by the eldest brother Shang Shao for nearly 9000 million Hong Kong dollars and given to him.It had been hanging in the main house of the merchant's Deep Water Bay before, but now that he moved to Ning City, he couldn't let it go.

"Shang Mingbao," he said helplessly, "you can go out and play by yourself."

"I don't," Shang Mingbao approached affectionately, "I'll show you my husband's home."

Shanglu frowned: "Is there something wrong with you?"

Day by day, I am more diligent than paying attention to my idol.

"You're the only one who is wrong," she squeezed into his arms, "You can't watch it in vain, help me scold him after watching it!"

Shanglu: "..."

A photo occupies the screen, the face in the photo is indifferent and handsome, the eyes are cold but the lips are naturally curved.

Shanglu was taken aback, and grabbed the phone abruptly.

Lips are broken.

Such a thought crossed my mind.

It was very subtle, and my heart was seized by a burst of imaginary soft touch.

"What did you say his name was last time?"

"Ke Yu." Shang Mingbao stepped in without knowing, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to have seen a movie he acted in."

""Mountain"? "

In the last "Mountain", Ke Yu's character was always painted with oil paint. Although I felt the similarity between him and "Mu Ke", it was more of a flash of thought.This time, this face appeared on the screen without hindrance, Shang Lu clearly realized for the first time... This is not just a resemblance, it is exactly the same.

"His acting skills are terrible." Shang Mingbao was proud, "I told you that he is just a piece of wood, and he is far behind Zhong Ping. Zhong Ping was nominated for the best Nebula Award last year."

Shanglu said nothing.

How can it be like this?It's almost like twins, not only that, the feeling in the eyebrows, the eyes, the calm and alienated temperament are also like replicas.

Even if you tell Shang Lu that this is the same person now, he will believe it immediately.

"Hey, where are you going? What's the matter with you? Brother?" Shang Mingbao called him three times, but there was no response.

The door of the audio-visual room closed silently and inertially, and Shang Lu found the movie starring Ke Yu.

Five minutes later, he clicked on the mailbox.

"Mr. Ke, do you know the actor Ke Yu? He looks very similar to you." He tried, but he was not sure.

In fact, there is an answer ready to come out in my heart - it is just very similar, extremely similar, and unreasonable, but it is definitely not him.

It's very simple. Mu Ke's acting skills are natural. There is no shortcoming in lines, dialogue, expression, eyes and body. He has a natural sense of atmosphere under the camera. This kind of acting skills cannot be reproduced even with the exact same face.

On the other hand, Ke Yu's acting skills can be called catastrophic. In Shang Lu's eyes, an "epic" qualifier has to be added.

Judging by his high standards, holding on for a second is torture, and looking at it is a waste of time.

Will someone act like an actor in the hands of an unknown stranger, but act like this ghost on the big screen of a famous director?

will not.

·

Except for sleeping, Sheng Guoer never leaves Ke Yu. Seeing him open the mailbox push reminder with the corners of his lips raised, he returned to the expressionless state in the blink of an eye.

The mailbox was obviously just a short line of words.

Is this joke not funny?Sheng Guoer thought.

With her lips pursed straight, a voice sank in Ke Yu's heart, like a stone finally touching the cold ground in the endless falling process.

Game over.

Shanglu has already seen his face and heard his voice. Just by moving his fingers, he will know that the circle and fans call him Xiaodao... and the last time he was chased by two girls to the alley, he asked clearly "Is Kojima your stage name?"

With her pale eyelids closed, Ke Yu sentenced this relationship to death in her heart.

·

The flow of pictures on the wide screen not only magnifies Ke Yu's beauty, but also magnifies his flaws.Shanglu groaned without saying a word, and he persisted rigorously for another half an hour. After changing five movies in a row, he typed out every word: "His acting skills are much worse than yours."

After reading it, Ke Yu smiled self-deprecatingly.

No reply was received, and Shang Lu was distracted thinking about the conversation between the two in the cinema last time.When he criticized this Ke Yu for his poor acting skills, this teacher Ke seemed very uncomfortable, and even vaguely defended the actor... Got it, could it be—is he a fan of Ke Yu?

makes sense.Shang Lu's brows hidden behind his glasses were always frowned coldly, but at this moment, as if he had found a reasonable answer, he relaxed subtly.

They look so similar, it makes perfect sense that Mr. Ke would go to powder Ke Yu's vase -- oh, and they both have Ke in their names.After all, people have an instinctive desire to chase, imitate, and pay attention to public figures they resemble.

Shang Lu thought about it and relieved: "But maybe he is working hard. My sister is his fan. She showed me his latest photos. I hope his lips can heal as soon as possible."

Ke Yu stared at the email in a daze.

What?Didn't expose him, but... cared about him?

Why not poke?Why care in such an implicit way?

Ke Yu couldn't figure it out, stared at the mailbox in a daze, and suddenly remembered Cheng Cheng's words in his mind, "It's tacit, self-evident but never going to break it..."

He swallowed the word "ambiguous" from the tip of his tongue, and his face was burning. Fortunately, Sheng Guoer was not paying attention to this, and did not see his nervousness and restlessness.

"It hurts." Ke Yu replied.

Hold back the pounding heartbeat.

He didn't tell Sheng Guoer, he didn't tell Tang Zhuo, and he didn't tell Mai Anyan.Tang Ye had been here before, and the kiss was even fiercer, and he even took the initiative to bite the wound and lick it viciously.He didn't bother to tell anyone about the pain, and he couldn't tell anyone.

Because he didn't perform well, any signs of so-called hard work are not qualified to speak out, otherwise it would be grandstanding.

If the acting is good, others will say oh my god, Ke Yu went so far in order to perform this scene well.

If the performance is not good, it becomes a sell-out.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Sheng Guoer searched her brains for a topic, and now she caught something new and asked him, "Mr. Ke, do you know about the suspension bridge effect?"

His thoughts were interrupted, and Ke Yu subconsciously asked, "What?"

Sheng Guoer said word by word: "The suspension bridge effect means that when a person crosses the suspension bridge, his heart beats involuntarily. If he happens to meet another person at this time, he will interpret this rapid heartbeat as his own actions towards the other person." I got it—I got it! No wonder you want to go to a horror movie and ride a roller coaster on a date, it turns out it’s all a routine!”

The drawbridge effect...?

Ke Yu's eyes cleared up after being slightly startled.

It's the drawbridge effect.

No wonder his heart beats faster towards Shanglu for no reason. He is obviously just a little boy who has been taken care of. It is nothing more than taller, handsomer, better temperament, and also has a bit of extraordinary talent. Occasionally, he is cute It’s still cute, and the calm and unwavering sense of controlling the field when performing the mirror makes people feel at ease——

But so, how could he have strange thoughts about him?

It turned out to be the drawbridge effect.

Every time he met a fan or was almost recognized, or it was a scene where he was punctured like now-his heartbeat would speed up, which was a stressful physiological reaction.

It's the drawbridge effect.

When I opened the mailbox again, Phytrol's reply was short and gentle,

"Well, I think it hurts too, so he must be able to play this role well."

And Ke Yu let his heart skip a beat with peace of mind.

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