Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

"Huo Yan..." Jiang Haichao struggled to push away the man's face buried in his ear, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Get up for me."

Time and time again, Jiang Haichao intuitively felt that the lines on Huo Yan's body were not just for show, they were practiced punch by punch in the boxing ring.

In terms of skill, Jiang Haichao was really not sure that he could escape from Huo Yan.

But Jiang Haichao has mastered the law of taming animals proficiently.

"If you don't get up again, I'm angry."

Sure enough, the man paused, and then slowly raised his body.

Jiang Haichao held Huo Yan's chest with one hand to prevent the man from "attacking" again, and rubbed the red corners of his mouth with the other hand.

"You're a dog..." Jiang Haichao frowned, why did he feel that Huo Yan's kisses became more ruthless each time?

"Sorry." Huo Yan stared at Jiang Haichao's red lips, and apologized quietly.

But the man's eyes did not show the slightest apology, on the contrary... he still has more to say.

Just like a wolf that has been hungry for a long time, it finally tasted the meat but had to stop.

Jiang Haichao looked directly at the man's wolf-like eyes, and had a premonition that sooner or later the boat would capsize in the waves and be eaten by Huo Yan.

Jiang Haichao raised his hand, pushed Huo Yan away and stood up, "It's okay, I'm fine, you don't have to keep guarding me, I'll go back to the filming crew later."

"The movie is almost finished."

Jiang Haichao paused, then nodded.

Yes, the filming progress of the film is coming to an end.

At the beginning, he "hooked up" Huo Yan to ask him to help, because he wanted to film in peace.

Now the filming and release of the film are basically fine, and even Jiang Haichao's messy black material has been clarified.

So, can their short-lived relationship be interrupted?

Huo Yan said in a calm tone, "I sent people to watch the post-production of "A Long Journey". There will be nothing harmful to you. After the show is broadcast, your reputation and resources will improve a lot."

The man is extremely calm and calm.

He knew Jiang Haichao's temperament, so he knew exactly when to advance and when to retreat.

"So, should I get out?" Huo Yan looked at Jiang Haichao and smiled.From the current point of view, he has no use value.

And Jiang Haichao would not waste time on a worthless person.

Jiang Haichao propped his face and looked up at him, "So conscious?" It's not like Huo Yan's previous style.

Huo Yan didn't speak, and got up straight to button his clothes.

"Huo Yan." Jiang Haichao said, he hooked Huo Yan's hanging little finger, and touched the ring on Huo Yan's hand with his fingertip.

Jiang Haichao: "Wait until my movie is finished."

Of course he likes to hear that Huo Yan doesn't entangle, but Jiang Haichao has always been a person who has a beginning and an end, and he doesn't like ambiguous entanglements.

When the movie officially ended, Jiang Haichao also planned to formally cut off this unclear and ambiguous relationship.

After all, it has been Jiang Haichao's long-cherished wish to get together and get together well-although it has never been realized.

"Okay." Huo Yan lowered his eyes, the expression in his eyes was dim.He gently touched Jiang Haichao's finger, then let go, opened the door and left.

***

A week has passed, and the smoke still lingers on the Internet.

The criminal evidence of Wei Fan's alleged stalking and slander has been handed over to the court for handling. Netizens should denounce and abuse, and the attention on this matter on Weibo has gradually declined over the past round.

On the contrary, Jiang Haichao's grievances with his group of ex-boyfriends have been chased and dug up by countless marketing accounts-"Who has Jiang Haichao dated the longest", "Who is Jiang Haichao in love with?", " Who does Jiang Haichao have the deepest love for?" These concerns are simply unimaginable.

However, the fans seem to be going crazy too.Break your head in various squares and marketing account comment areas.

"Jiang Haichao is obviously more attentive to my brother!"

"Laughing to death, obviously you have been with my brother for the longest time, okay?"

"Long time dating = more liking? I don't believe it, anyway, the way Jiang Haichao looks at my brother shows that he has more love!"

Jiang Haichao: "..." The rest of my feelings are gone.

Xiaozhu took away Jiang Haichao's cell phone in time, "Brother Hai, it's time for the show."

Jiang Haichao stretched his waist, shaking his long legs, "This is the last scene."

"Yes, the finale gifts prepared by the fans are already at the door, you can just go there after filming."

Speaking of which, Jiang Haichao was still a little bit reluctant. The script "Wang Chao" attracted him from the very beginning, and the role of Wang Chao accompanied him through this difficult period.

Looking back, I was hindered before I joined the group, and after I joined the group, I met strange opponents and employers... It was really not easy to shoot this movie.

Seeing that he was about to bid farewell to the role of Wang Chao, Jiang Haichao felt quite complicated.

In the past, he entered and exited the drama quickly, and he could always return to his own life quickly after performing a role.But this time, the role of Wangchao gave him a different feeling.

Perhaps, some characteristics of Wangchao's soul coincided wonderfully with Jiang Haichao's personality.

With mixed emotions, he started shooting the last scene.This scene is the part of his initial audition, and it is also the most important scene in the whole movie.

"Okay, three two one, start shooting!"

The boy whose life was exchanged walks alone on the streets of the bustling city.On the huge poster hanging on the street is the promotion of the art exhibition of the talented painter "seesea" - and Wang Chao walked under the glamorous poster in ragged clothes.

He is ignorant of his tragedy, numb to the teasing of fate.

Until, he walked to the door of the art exhibition.

There is a huge promotional work at the entrance of the exhibition—it is the sky painted by Wang Chao on the dilapidated wall.

A gleam of light flashed in Wang Chao's dull eyes.He stood there, staring at his painting for a long time.

He seemed a little puzzled and a little surprised.He stepped forward and reached out to touch his painting.

The security guard stepped forward to stop the beggar-like boy, and yelled at him to leave.

It seems that Wangchao's eyes are only for that strong-colored painting, which was drawn by him, and it is another world he saw when he looked up in the garbage factory.

"Get out! Where did the beggar come from!" The security guard didn't even want to reach out and touch the dirty little beggar. He frowned, and drove away the thin boy like flies.

"This is not where you came from! Go away!"

People queuing up outside the art exhibition heard the movement and cast their eyes one after another.The group of people dressed well and behaved elegantly, they couldn't help frowning when they saw Wang Chao, as if their noble eyes would be polluted.

Wang Chao was still silent, his face was always blank, but he slowly raised his finger and pointed to the painting.

Look, that's what I drew.

But no one would care about the emotions of a madman.

The security guard heard someone complaining, "Why don't you drive me away, are you annoying?", in a hurry, he raised his hand and gave Wang Chao a hard push.

Wang Chao quickly got up from the ground, still stubbornly looking at the paintings in the window.

"What a fucking lunatic!" The security guard pushed Wang Chao and drove him away.

Ke Wangchao turned back again and again, looking longingly at a fixed direction.

"If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police!" The security guard was annoyed by this stubborn boy, he grabbed Wang Chao with one hand and left the scene without saying a word.

Wang Chao, who had been silent all this time, finally struggled. He stared at his painting almost paranoidly, twisting his arms vigorously in an attempt to break free from the restraint of the security guard.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, the person in charge who heard the movement in the exhibition hall also rushed out.

He saw the tide.The thief saw the stolen owner.

"It's that fool, why is he here?", "Why is he here, get him away!"

A group of people gathered around, driving Wang Chao away like a plague god.

Looking at the painting that was getting farther and farther away from him, Wang Chao kept blinking his eyes.

That is what he painted, that is the sky in his eyes, that is the world in his eyes.

All the voices poured into the throat and turned into hoarse screams.

He screamed in despair and helplessness.The shrill cry was his last defiance and his only means of expression.

But people can't understand the voice from another planet, they just find it noisy.

"It's so noisy, why don't you let people take a good look at the exhibition?", "That is, can your organizer be more responsible?"

Hearing this, someone covered Wang Chao's mouth in panic.

Wang Chao took a bite hard, and immediately there was a bloody taste in his mouth.

"Little beast! Bite people!" The man kicked Wang Chao's stomach, kicked him over, and stepped on the back of Wang Chao's hand fiercely.

Wang Chao almost heard the sound of his own hand bones breaking.He cried out in pain.

In this life that was teased by fate, he didn't realize the injustice. Numbness was an obstacle to his life but also a kind of deformed protection.

But when he finally found the color of his life and tasted a little taste of life, someone took away his brush and covered his mouth.

His world changed from gray to colorful, but it was only for a short moment - when the last bit of color in his life was erased by someone, he was no longer numb, and he felt unprecedented pain.

It was the heart-piercing pain after the anesthesia wore off.

Wang Chao desperately looked at the world that he would never be able to reach, he shouted and screamed alone.

Tears and blood, constitute the last color in his life.

"Okay, click!"

Tears fell, but applause rang out one after another.

Someone stepped forward to support Jiang Haichao, "Teacher Jiang, congratulations on the finale!"

Jiang Haichao's voice was hoarse, and his body was still trembling with emotion.

He silently pushed everyone away and walked to the dressing room.

Seeing Jiang Haichao's uneasy expression, the people in the dressing room walked out wisely and left him alone.

Jiang Haichao really needed to be quiet.In the last scene just now, Jiang Haichao really felt the boundless desperation, that emotion was like a thick fog enveloping people, making it suffocating.

The little assistant didn't follow the group very much, seeing that Jiang Haichao's condition was not right, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only call Wang Lin.

Wang Lin told him that Jiang Haichao would be fine after a night of acting.

But looking at the people sitting quietly in the dressing room, the little assistant was worried about leaving Jiang Haichao alone.

Just when the little assistant was in a hurry, a somewhat cold voice came from behind.

Yan An: "I'll go in and see him."

"But our boss doesn't want to be disturbed."

Yan An: "I'm the director, I wrote the script and I can help him with the play." He glanced at the person sitting in the corner with his forehead covered, and said, "I don't worry about him like this."

"But..."

"Okay, it's too noisy." Jiang Haichao's voice was unbelievably hoarse, he still lowered his head, his eyes were still red.

"Mr. Jiang, you're finished." Yan An walked to Jiang Haichao, he didn't say any comforting words, but just stated the fact that the movie was over, "Wang Chao's life is over, you It's just the beginning."

Jiang Haichao was silent all the time, Yan An gently held his shoulder, "Jiang Haichao, you are not him, he is a lonely individual, but you are different, there are many people around you who are willing to listen to everything about you. "

Jiang Haichao rubbed his face, took a deep breath, "Okay, thank you." He let out a breath slowly and gradually stabilized his mood, "Director Yan, you have a strong sense of responsibility. None of the actors below will be able to play, and you have to speak well one by one."

"No," Yan An said without hesitation, "I'm only telling you."

Jiang Haichao raised his eyes and looked at the man behind him in the mirror, "Thank you, but I'm used to adjusting myself."

He got up, brushed away Yan An's hand on his shoulder without a trace, "If there's nothing else, I'll go first." There are still many things waiting for him outside.

Jiang Haichao has filmed many scenes in these years, and has also experienced entering and exiting scenes again and again.

He understands that this is something an actor has to learn to digest, so every time he wraps up, he will choose to be silent for a while to sort out his emotions.

Fortunately, Jiang Haichao has a big heart, he can handle no matter how tragic the character is, and he can sort out the emotions after the play well.

After Jiang Haichao had finished dealing with various matters that had been completed, he returned home overnight.

Wang Lin specially told the little assistant not to bother him during this time, so the little assistant just sent him downstairs and left.

Because of filming, the house has been vacant for a long time, but fortunately Wang Lin has managed the place well during the period.Everywhere in the house is clean and tidy, there are ingredients in the refrigerator and cabinets, and there are meals cooked by my aunt in advance.

Jiang Haichao took a comfortable hot bath first, then sat at the bar and had a few drinks.

He liked to drink, and he drank it down-to-earth—beer, usually, as long as it was cold enough to quench his thirst.But Jiang Haichao's alcohol capacity is not very good, and he usually drinks and plays well.

Therefore, he never socialized at the drinking party, he would drink a few sips if he liked it, and he would not drink it if he was not willing to drink it, even if the director toasted him-oh, he would even turn it on others when he was irritated.

But tonight he really wanted to get drunk.

Jiang Haichao dug out a bottle of beautifully packaged whiskey from the cabinet—it was because of the beautifully packaged bottle that he bought it back then.

He loves all things beautiful.

Jiang Haichao didn't even look at his prescription, poured a glass of wine, and sat quietly on the bar to drink by himself.

He didn't know when he got drunk, and Jiang Haichao didn't know what kind of virtue he was after being drunk because he rarely got drunk.

However, when his consciousness was clear for a moment, he saw that he was holding a mobile phone and making a video with someone—no, he was making a video with a group of people.

[Looking at the wind and the sea is not looking at you]: Initiated a group video

Jiang Haichao blinked and tried his best to read the group's name.

【Friendship Exchange Group】

Seventeen people were online, and seventeen faces were dangling in front of Jiang Haichao's eyes.

It stands to reason that Jiang Haichao would not die like this when he was sober, but the half-drunk Jiang Haichao seemed to have some strange buff applied.

Facing a group of ex-boyfriends who were staring at him, Jiang Haichao calmly rubbed his throat and said slowly, "Why don't you talk?"

"What do you want me to say?" Sui Yuncheng was obviously agitated. He was reluctant to hang up the phone, but he couldn't be calm in such a situation.

If he didn't quarrel with the dozen or so trash present here, he had already broken through the limit of his life's endurance.

"It's so fierce." Jiang Haichao sniffed. He doesn't look good when he's drinking, and his tone is slow, so it's hard to tell that he's drunk.

Jiang Haichao brought the phone closer, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at each one, found Sui Yuncheng, and tapped Sui Yuncheng's face across the screen.

Jiang Haichao: "Xiao Sui, if you are so aggressive, you won't be able to find a boyfriend."

Sui Yuncheng: "..."

"Hey, if you had been more gentle and obedient back then, maybe we could have gotten along longer."

Sui Yuncheng received a fatal blow and decisively withdrew from the group chat.

Then Jiang Haichao turned his attention to the next target, and he saw Xiang Siming sitting at the desk.

Xiang Siming had probably fallen asleep, and his hair was a little messy. He probably got up temporarily to answer the phone when he heard Jiang Haichao's request for a video call.

"Xiang Siming," Jiang Haichao propped his face, looked at the person on the other side of the screen and smiled, "Is it because your school doesn't have enough test papers, or is the test not difficult enough? Why are you up late at night?"

Xiang Siming pursed his lips, but did not make a sound.

Jiang Haichao shook his head and said helplessly: "Look, you have a bright future. You will be a pillar of the country and a scientific research leader in the future. You have ideals and aspirations. Why hang yourself on a tree?"

"Hey," Jiang Haichao said, and took another sip from his wine glass, "I don't want to delay you, so just let me go and yourself, okay?"

Xiang Siming was heartbroken and silently logged off.

Jiang Haichao glanced over one by one, and saw Xu Mobai.

Xu Mobai was always as cold as an ice cube, but now he smiled slightly, "Is there anything else Jiang Dayingdi wants to tell me?"

"Director Xu," Jiang Haichao said, "Can we be friends?"

Xu Mobai: "Oh? Didn't you say that it's impossible to be friends after breaking up?"

"I heard that your next book is pretty good." Jiang Haichao said harmlessly, holding his face, "If you don't make up my mind, we can cooperate with each other by letting go of our hearts."

Oh, it turned out to be his notebook.

Xu Mobai was also successfully offline.

"Oh, why can't you just listen to me." Jiang Haichao was already a little sleepy, his eyelids were drooping, and his long eyelashes fluttered.

The mobile phone dangled and landed on the bar counter. Jiang Haichao was about to sleep with his arms folded, but the doorbell rang at this moment.

"Who?" Jiang Haichao propped himself up and stood up. Although he was already drunk, he was still defensive in his bones. He glanced out of the cat's eyes and said to himself, "Yan An?"

Isn't it finished today?What is he doing here at this time?

It wasn't just Jiang Haichao who thought this way, but also the ex-boyfriends who were on the other end of the phone and hadn't gone offline.

Jiang Haichao didn't notice this, he said to the people outside the door: "I've already fallen asleep, you can go back."

Yan An: "Jiang Haichao, I have something to tell you."

The ex-boyfriends in the group couldn't sit still.

"Jiang Haichao, can you have a snack at home alone in the middle of the night?"

"Brother Hai, you can talk about it tomorrow, it's too late now and it's not safe."

Jiang Haichao didn't want to pay attention to the people outside the door, but the posture of a group of people managing east and west successfully aroused the rebellious heart of a drunk.

Jiang Haichao opened the door.

"Sit down." Jiang Haichao dangled his glass and took another sip.

As soon as Yan An entered the door, he could smell the smell of alcohol. Seeing that Jiang Haichao was walking unsteadily, he couldn't help asking, "Are you drinking alone at home?"

"Huh? This is my house, can you manage it?"

This group of people is really a virtuous person, managing things all day long, as if they were his fathers.

No, his father doesn't care about him.

Jiang Haichao clicked his tongue impatiently, and asked him, "What's the matter with you, tell me."

After being drunk, Jiang Haichao lost his usual uprightness, revealing an unruly and casual nature that was closer to his nature.

As he spoke, he felt hot and raised his hand to take off his clothes.

"Jiang Haichao, what are you doing?" Yan An realized that Jiang Haichao was already drunk, he turned his eyes away, "I'm leaving, you can take off after I leave." It seems that what he wants to say tonight is destined to be unable to open his mouth .

People in the group: "..."

Jiang Haichao, here, take off, clothes, clothes? !

Sui Yuncheng re-entered the video call;

Xiang Siming re-entered the video call;

Xu Mobai...

Xu Mobai: "Yan An, you'd better get out."

Yan An heard a familiar voice from Jiang Haichao's mobile phone on the bar.

He and Xu Mobai are brothers, and he was somewhat surprised to hear Xu Mobai's voice suddenly—from Jiang Haichao's cell phone.

The moment Yan An picked up the phone, he was almost pierced by the seventeen pairs of eyes on the opposite side of the screen.

Sui Yuncheng: "You fucking dare to touch him, I'll come here now!"

Xu Mobai: "Yan An, you'd better not think of him, or don't blame me for falling out."

"I'm on my way now, and the journey is only 10 minutes. During these 10 minutes, I hope you don't act rashly, or I will call the police to deal with this matter." - Xiang Siming has already put on his coat.

Yan An looked at this group of people, and then at the extremely weird group name.

【Friendship Exchange Group】

"You guys, don't tell me..." Yan An said with difficulty, "You are all Jiang Haichao's ex-boyfriends."

Jiang Haichao's love-hate entanglements, grievances and resentments with his group of ex-boyfriends are all over the Internet these days, and Yan An has naturally heard some news.

It's just...he thought that Jiang Haichao was the king of the sea, but he didn't expect Jiang Haichao to be so...lawless.

Video chatting with a group of ex-boyfriends late at night?

What kind of team building is this?Or are you discussing how to allocate time to each of you?

Yan An roughly counted the number of people in the group, and the corner of his mouth froze, even if he accompanied Jiang Haichao every day, he would not be able to accompany him.

While thinking wildly, the doorbell rang suddenly.

It only took 5 minutes, who came here so quickly?

Yan An looked at the people outside the door, and saw that the person was tall and slender, and the luster of the fabric could be seen in a black suit in the night—it was obvious that he rushed over from a high-end reception or dinner.

Seeing that no one opened the door, the man outside raised his face slightly, his pair of sharp Ruifeng eyes were slightly gloomy.

"Tsk." Jiang Haichao, who was lying on the bar, suddenly opened his eyes. He jumped over Yan An in a daze, and glanced at the people outside the door.

People who are drunk can't tell the difference between today and evening. When they see a familiar face in a daze, they think that time has gone back.

"You, you're back..." Jiang Haichao opened the door skillfully.

Yan An: "You, are you familiar with him?"

"Huh?" Jiang Haichao opened the door, glanced at the man who was hurrying over in the distance, and then at Yan An.

Yan An frowned: Why was Jiang Haichao full of defense when he opened the door for him, but it seemed like...

As natural as a husband waiting for his wife to come home?

Just when Yan An's thoughts were mixed, Jiang Haichao suddenly called out, "Who are you?"

Yan An: "???"

Jiang Haichao opened his eyes wide, "Why are you at my house?"

Then, Yan An watched Jiang Haichao throw himself into the arms of the man in black, and leaned "delicately" on the man's shoulder.

Jiang Haichao: "Husband, bad guys broke into our house!"

The author has something to say: Yan An: split on the spot

Ex Boyfriends: Cracked Through the Screen

By the way, the titles of "husband" and "wife" were randomly drawn by the two of them when they received the certificate (Lei Zhe quickly ran

Thank you guys for your support, thank you!

感谢在2021-07-0800:00:00~2021-07-1123:59:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 red lantern;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Sixi Fox, Gudu, Uncle Ajiu 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：十年灯、洛灵汐20瓶；离某人、红灯笼10瓶；长白客、覃5瓶；一个不愿减肥的小仙女4瓶；几只羊、赤羽陌璃殇、和烟慢老2瓶；喵里波特、阿九小叔儿、灞波儿奔奔、慕居者1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!