dear dreamer

Chang Huan is a thin and capable woman, she said you can just call me sister Huan.

Deng Tinge politely called Sister Huan.

She is an agent that Zhong Xing admires very much. It happened that the boss was fired some time ago, and Zhong Xing immediately took the opportunity to poach her.Zhong Xing's studio didn't take long to start, and most of the affairs were in Zhong Xing's old business.There are not many actors like Deng Tingge, so they are all expensive.

"Zhong Xing has praised you many times, and I have also read your previous performances in the People's Theater and your audition materials. You can go better than now, and I will help you." Chang Huan said.

Since Zhong Xing was pulled over by Luo Hengqiu for the first time, he sneaked to the People's Theater to watch Deng Tingge's performance, and chatted with Liu Haojun by the way.He has far more information about Deng Tingge's performance than Deng Tingge knows.Chang Huan talked about his views on Deng Tingge's performance style for a while, and took out a few thin texts from the folder.

"I have three scripts on hand, you can read them all. These scripts are unfinished, just an idea, but they should all be able to be filmed smoothly." Chang Huan said, "The leaders of the three projects are all from the TV drama circle. Specialists who know the rules of the game. They never trade at a loss, so each of these three scripts is more reliable than your "Long Time"."

Deng Tingge flipped through these scripts, and found that they were short social ethics dramas from parents, which conformed to the mainstream view, and there were bloody plots amidst the excitement and festivities. It was not difficult to shoot but could cause social topics.

"Sister Huan, do you think I shouldn't accept the movie "Long Time"?"

Chang Huan was very frank: "Yes. It was the first time you appeared on the screen in a serious manner, and the audience saw what kind of you you are, and you are what kind of person you are. For a long time after that, you hardly ever Any chance to reverse this impression. "Long Yuan" will frame you, and you will become an actor who can only make literary and niche films. Don't talk about fame, you can't even have better learning opportunities and more mature projects. experience."

Seeing that Deng Tingge was silent, Chang Huan continued: "I admit that Chen Yiping is a good director, and he also has experience in operating mature commercial films. But the problem is that you are too young and too immature. It is not good to get a shot in this circle." Easy, for a newcomer, how to be remembered and discovered in the first appearance, to me, this is much more important than how you think about how to act well."

Deng Tingge stared at her: "Sister Huan, I don't quite agree..."

"You don't need to agree with me, as long as Zhong Xing agrees with me." Chang Huan smiled, "Xiao Deng, you are a very good boy. But actors and managers need a division of labor, you don't have to agree with my way of thinking, You can also continue to study your acting skills. I respect your choice and understand your persistence. But in other external aspects, please also respect me. My job is to let you get more exposure and make you a A better showbiz person than just an actor who only knows how to make movies."

Strong, direct, and polite.

This is Deng Tingge's first impression of Chang Huan.After thinking about it, he actually admitted that what Chang Huan said made sense.

He picked up the three scripts on the table and began to read them seriously.

"One is a love ethics drama from the Republic of China period, and two are contemporary family dramas." Chang Huan waited until he had finished watching them, and began to introduce the three dramas to him.The two talked for a long time in the office, and finally decided to participate in the audition for "Gu Dao Warm Heart".

After bidding farewell to Chang Huan, Deng Tingge planned to say a few words to Zhong Xing as he still had time.But Zhong Xing was not in the office.When Deng Tingge finally left the office building, there was still an hour before the last bus he had to take.

He didn't intend to ask Luo Hengqiu, the time was too tight.Usually at this time, Luo Hengqiu is in the company for a summary meeting, and he can't see him even if he wants to.He took out his mobile phone to send Luo Hengqiu a message, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road, and Luo Hengqiu was smoking a cigarette by the side of the car.

Deng Tingge's heart suddenly lit up, brilliant and bright.

"Senior brother!" He ran a few steps, and suddenly remembered what Chang Huan had just told him to pay attention to his image when he was outside, so he quickly stopped and walked over steadily.

Luo Hengqiu frantically stubbed out the cigarette and threw it away.

"...Smoking again." Deng Tingge was a little unhappy, "Didn't you agree not to smoke so much?"

Luo Hengqiu looked at him helplessly, then smiled after watching for a while: "Okay, no smoking, not today."

He wanted to take Deng Tingge to dinner, but there was a traffic jam on the road, and it was too late.Deng Tinge bought a hamburger set meal at Kenjiji, and the two found a secluded street and ate it directly in the car.

Luo Hengqiu didn't eat much.The wound on his tongue was still not healed, and when he turned his head and saw Deng Tingge gobbling it up, he couldn't help but feel very funny.

He was not an eager person, but he couldn't wait to kiss Deng Tingge that day, and it was a very deep kiss.

Deng Tingge couldn't react at all, and couldn't help shaking when his tongue stuck between his teeth, and bit it open.It was really embarrassing at the time, one was in terrible pain, the other was shocked, embarrassed and distressed, tearing up tissue and apologizing repeatedly.

Luo Hengqiu felt that he should apologize.No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a straight man to get used to being kissed deeply by the same sex.It was because he went too far and failed to control himself.So although he could still tease people over the phone, Luo Hengqiu became more reserved when they were actually face to face.

He also feels at a loss and doesn't know what to do.Too urgent, afraid of scaring Deng Tingge, he will run away; but too gradual, afraid of Deng Tingge getting bored, he will give up voluntarily.Luo Hengqiu didn't know the speed between advance and retreat.At night when there is no one around, he even sometimes thinks with a feeling of abandonment, he might as well do something more direct, and after he teaches Deng Tingge how to be happy, maybe he really can't do without him.

However, he quickly thought sarcastically that there is not only himself a gay who likes to fuck men in the world, the same happiness Deng Tingge can also get from others.

Tossing and turning, up and down.But in the conversation between the two of them, Luo Hengqiu never showed the slightest bit.

"Have you finished eating?" Luo Hengqiu asked him, "Let me take you to the station first. If there is a traffic jam on the road, it may take 10 minutes."

Deng Tingge took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Don't worry, there is still half an hour, we can arrive."

Luo Hengqiu hummed and started the car.Just as he was about to reverse the car and leave this corner, Deng Tinge suddenly tugged on his sleeve.When Luo Hengqiu turned around in confusion, he embraced him and kissed him.

Kiss full of tension and timidity.Luo Hengqiu was taken aback for a moment, and even tasted a little bit of the smell of food from his lips.

Deng Tingge didn't know how to kiss deeply, and was afraid of touching his wound, so he didn't dare to mess around, but licked his lips tentatively.Luo Hengqiu remained motionless, his hands holding the steering wheel were sweating profusely.

"...I, I'm not very good at it." Deng Tingge backed away slightly, and said in a low voice, "Is that so?"

"Yes." Luo Hengqiu said softly, "That's it, you did a good job."

His voice was deep and gentle, with an unspeakable hoarseness that seemed to be deliberately suppressed.Deng Tingge's head felt hot, and he posted it again.

As a good man who has never been in a formal relationship or kissed someone for more than 20 years, Deng Tingge felt that he might not be able to accept kissing with a man not long ago.

But how is this possible?He later recalled the day when he bit Luo Hengqiu's tongue in the car, besides being ashamed, he couldn't help recalling Luo Hengqiu's expression when he kissed the corner of his mouth and told him "I can't go back on my word".

He felt that at that moment, when faced with that expression, no one could resist Luo Hengqiu's kiss.What's more, before the bloodshed happened, those kisses were passionate and lingering, which made him feel hot all over, and he could hardly control himself.

At this moment, he suddenly kissed Luo Hengqiu, intending to apologize, but after further contact, he felt that everything was not right.

Luo Hengqiu opened his mouth and let out a panting sound like a sigh. Deng Tingge couldn't help but grabbed his shoulder, forgetting the wound on the tip of his tongue, and actively wanted to entangle with his equally soft organ.

The cell phone rang suddenly from Deng Tingge's pocket.

The actions of both of them are a meal.Deng Tingge let him go immediately, with an embarrassing expression on his face, he brushed Luo Hengqiu's mouth with his fingers: "Yes, I'm sorry, I forgot again... Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Luo Hengqiu grabbed his finger and kissed him, "I like it very much."

Deng Tinge was stunned for a moment, scratched his head with a shy smile, and took out his mobile phone.Luo Hengqiu calmed himself down and started to reverse the car.

"Mom." Deng Tingge's tone was unreasonably nervous, "Hey, I'm having dinner with my friends..."

The smile on Luo Hengqiu's mouth quickly disappeared.He drove blankly, passed through several traffic lights, and drove Deng Tingge straight to the station.

At this time, in the apartment building diagonally opposite the passenger terminal, Fang Zhongyi was coming out of the room yawning.

"Eat at home?" he asked, leaning against the kitchen door, scratching his sleep-torn hair.

Zhong Xing cooked two bowls of noodles and asked him to take them out: "I don't want to go out anymore, do you want this?"

"Eat." Fang Zhongyi sat opposite him, took the chopsticks and spoon and began to eat noodles.

Zhong Xing looked at his clothes.He was wearing loose pajamas, showing the hickey on his neck. "Be careful when you go out." He pointed to Fang Zhongyi's collarbone, "There are marks."

"You are using too much force." Fang Zhongyi said vaguely, "Can you be lighter next time?"

"It's the same for you." Zhong Xing wanted to lift his clothes and talk, but suddenly felt that he was so stupid, so he stopped talking and bowed his head to eat.

Fang Zhongyi was not idle when eating, and kept swiping his phone.He put down his chopsticks after eating halfway, tilted his head to look at his phone and laughed softly.

Zhong Xing's heart was clenched by a familiar and unpleasant premonition, which made him uncomfortable.

"Who are you talking to?" he said as calmly as possible.

"Boyfriend." Fang Zhongyi stared at the phone without looking up.

Zhong Xing didn't make a sound, but the power in his heart that made him excited, happy, and happy seemed to shrink suddenly.

Fang Zhongyi was younger than him, handsome and talented.He fell in love with him at first sight, and he couldn't pull his legs out when he stepped into the mud.Luo Hengqiu once gestured at him hatefully, stretched out his finger and yelled: It's been three years!How many times have you been together and divided!Don't you think you haven't tossed enough?

Not enough, how could it be enough.Zhong Xing thought at the time, with so much envy and love, it will take him many long years to get out of it.

It's just that he never expected that this moment came suddenly and logically, very naturally.

"New boyfriend?" he asked.

Fang Zhongyi nodded, and showed him the man's photo: "I haven't agreed to it yet. Take a look, is he handsome?"

On the screen was a strange handsome man, Zhong Xing nodded, and grabbed his mobile phone in his hand: "He is your boyfriend, what about me?"

"...You." Fang Zhongyi said with a smile, very happy, "You are my closest and most important person, Zhong Xing. I love you."

Zhong Xing looked at him quietly.Anger and sorrow rolled in his heart, fighting equally.

"But it is impossible for me and you, you know." Fang Zhongyi said, "My creation needs motivation, and love is the best motivation. But, but we are too familiar, there is no freshness. There is no freshness, even love The premise does not exist anymore. Zhong Xing, Zhong Xing, don't go, wait, listen to me!"

Zhong Xing stood on the table and looked at him: "Say it."

"I regard you as a family member. I don't have a home, and you said you would give me one..." Fang Zhongyi finally realized that Zhong Xing's reaction was completely different from the past, "Zhong Xing, I really like him. I I like you too, but this one is different. You are more important than him..."

"I am your important family member, the family member who can sleep with you at any time, the person you will only remember when you encounter things outside, right?" Zhong Xing still couldn't control his emotions, "Fang Zhongyi, your What is the heart made of?! Selfishness! Evil! Incurable! Listen to what you say, it’s all me, me, me, me... you only have yourself in your heart, okay? You... lie and I will , but how can you speak so clumsily?"

He laughed hoarsely: "Family? I am the most important? You just think that I love you, and I should pamper you, unconditionally, without bottom line. Right?!"

"No... I thought those things were just, just helping each other, and you also need to vent..." Fang Zhongyi quickly stood up and stammered to explain, "I'm telling the truth..."

"Let me also tell the truth." Zhong Xing took a deep breath to calm himself down as much as possible, "I can't take it anymore."

Fang Zhongyi stood in front of him in astonishment, at a loss.

Zhong Xing saw that he was panicked and frightened by his own words, his heart ached, but he was so sad that he couldn't breathe.

"... Get out!" He growled.