Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

"Ah Hai, how are you going to help Yan Jue into the play?" Wang Lin was really worried, what if Jiang Haichao helped him get into the play?You must know that this is a critical period for his career to rise, but he must not make any mistakes.

Jiang Haichao: "Ask someone to clean up one of the guest rooms at home."

Wang Lin was nervous, "Ah Hai, you don't mean to—" sex, seduction, right?

Facts have proved that Wang Lin thought too much.Jiang Haichao sat in the car calmly, "Let's get along with each other for a few days and see."

Jiang Haichao didn't think about how to harm Yan Jue.To be honest, although there are countless fish in the Jianghai tide fishpond, he himself has no experience in fishing.

There is no way, the fish in his family are all hooked by themselves.

"If it doesn't work, I'll think of another way." Jiang Haichao saw Yan Jue coming with his luggage. Yan Jue was upright, whether he was sitting or standing, his shoulders were tall and straight, and he was also decent, with a gentle and decent niche The face, at first glance, is very suitable for the main drama.

It can be said that Wen Zhuolin's casting is Jiang Haichao's favorite.

He is sure that as long as Yan Jue can successfully enter the play, this role will definitely bring Yan Jue's acting career to a new height when "Broken Halberd and Heavy Sand" is broadcast.

"Mr. Jiang, good morning." Yan Jue bowed politely to Jiang Haichao. Although he still didn't understand what he was about to face, but based on his admiration for Jiang Haichao, a senior, he unconditionally obediently got into Jiang Haichao's car.

Seeing him sitting in the corner, Jiang Haichao couldn't help but smile, "What are you doing sitting so far away?"

"I, I'm a little nervous." Yan Jue said truthfully, "This is the first time I have the opportunity to meet an actor like you."

Seeing that he was nervous, Jiang Haichao started chatting, "Me? What actor am I?"

Yan Jue looked serious: "You are a very good actor, I have watched your latest "Watching the Tide", and it is completely different from your previous roles - no, it can be said that the roles in each of your plays They are all completely different, but they can act whatever they want..."

Yan Jue spoke very seriously, not hypocritical flattery, but a person who loves acting to admire his predecessors from the heart.

"Thank you." It was the first time for Jiang Haichao to be praised so bluntly and sincerely. Seeing the yearning and admiration in the other person's eyes almost overflowing, even the thick-skinned person couldn't bear it.

"You've been staying at my house for the past few days. Let's try to get to know each other as soon as possible and cultivate a tacit understanding." Jiang Haichao said, "I hope we can cooperate happily in the next few scenes."

Yan Jue: "Okay." But looking at Jiang Haichao's unreal face, he was still in a trance: Is this how he entered the life of a film king?

Now, he's living with his senior?

That night, Yan Jue lived in Jiang Haichao's house in such a trance.

It wasn't until he was lying on the comfortable and soft big bed that Yan Jue felt the reality of his feet landing on the ground.

Well, he can't get into the play, so Teacher Jiang wants to help him get into the play.

But when Yan Jue thought about it carefully, he felt something strange.Mr. Jiang, how can we help him get into the play?

Wen Zhuolin has both appreciation for Yang Ling and unspoken feelings - although Liu Yu didn't write it very straightforwardly, Yan Jue can still see from the lines that this is definitely not a serious brotherhood.

Which brother would look at his brother with such complicated and ambiguous eyes?

Anyway, Liu Bei wouldn't look at Guan Yu that way.

Yan Jue knew in his heart how he should act, but acting is not about doing math problems, you can solve it directly with formulas.

Actors must have a sense of faith and believe in the roles they play in order to truly deliver a good show.

Yan Jue didn't want to hold back the entire crew. As a professional actor who loves acting, he didn't allow himself to be delayed in acting.

He must fall in love with Yang Ling as soon as possible.

Yan Jue frowned and thought for a long time, a lot.In the end he closed his eyes: If he had to go all out, he would dedicate himself to art.

However, Yan Jue found that he was thinking too much.

In the living room, it was not the large-scale ambiguous scene that Yan Jue had imagined: Jiang Haichao was wearing a silver-gray home clothes, lying cross-legged on the tatami, holding a big round watermelon in his hand.

"It's ready? Come, come and watch TV together." Jiang Haichao was so casual that he was unkempt, and even had a bunch of dull hair on his head.

Yan Jue instantly realized that he was thinking too much, and his face was burning with panic.Sure enough, I thought too much.

Senior is not a dishonest person.

He reflected in his heart for a while, and sat upright beside Jiang Haichao.

"Hey, can you play games?" Jiang Haichao gently bumped into the people around him, eager to try, "How about a game?"

Because of the closeness, Yan Jue smelled the faint scent of bath milk on the man's body, mixed with the refreshing smell of watermelon, which somehow made his heart skip a beat.

Would a grown man smell so good?

Yan Jue has been filming in the hot Hengdian all year round, and he is surrounded by men who smell like sweat. He has never seen a man who smells so clean.

Yes, it smells good.

When Yan Jue was confused, Jiang Haichao had already pulled out the game console, "Break up the kitchen, can you play?"

Break up...kitchen?Yan Jue was stunned again.What does Mr. Jiang mean?Isn't this a game for couples?

They, alone and widowed, are in the same room, playing couple games.

is this okay?

Facts once again prove that the breakup kitchen is called the breakup kitchen for a reason.

Jiang Haichao: "Hurry up, fire extinguisher!"

Jiang Haichao: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, it's urgent!"

Jiang Haichao: "Yan Jue, hurry up and cut the meat, it's too late. Huh? What are you doing standing there, fast! Speed!"

Yan Jue never expected Jiang Haichao to play games, it was real, play, game, game!He frantically manipulated the characters in the game, "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, my side seems to be on fire too."

"Fire extinguisher." Jiang Haichao was so focused that he didn't even feel the ups and downs and twists and turns of the straight steel man beside him.

Compared with Yan Jue, Jiang Haichao behaved more like a straight man of steel who didn't understand the style.

Yan Jue: "..." Isn't Teacher Jiang going to help him into the play?

After a few games, Yan Jue couldn't tell whether he was relieved or slightly disappointed.

"Huh—" Jiang Haichao threw the game controller away and lay lazily on the tatami.

The fluffy pillows surrounded him, and the man's messy hair was randomly lifted, revealing a pair of lazy eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so good." Jiang Haichao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Looking at Jiang Haichao's smiling eyes, Yan Jue Moming thought of the fiery red roses scattered on the snow in winter.

The pure and flawless white, the thrilling red, gorgeous and pure form a strong contrast, but they are perfectly integrated.

Yan Jue also had a deep understanding of Jiang Haichao on the Internet beforehand. At first, he didn't understand what Jiang Haichao's fans meant by "killing people with their faces", "pure and lustful", and "King of Yunnan Gu".

He felt that no matter how good-looking a man was, he was nothing more than that.

But tonight, Yan Jue experienced the feeling of being severely slapped in the face.

In this world, there are really people who can see this well.

For a moment, Yan Jue didn't know where to put his gaze.Jiang Haichao lay beside him defenselessly.

Like a fluffy cat suddenly lying beside him.

Yan Jue tried his best to get rid of the weird feeling in his heart, like being scratched by a small animal's paw.

"I don't usually play games much."

"Oh." Jiang Haichao replied lazily, with his hands resting behind his head, his eyes slightly drooping, wondering what he was thinking.

And the feeling of being scratched by a small animal in Yan Jue's heart was even more obvious. Such a strange feeling made him almost restless.

Jiang Haichao didn't realize the impact of his unconscious lying down. He didn't realize it until after playing the game: By the way, he has to help Yan Jue into the play.

He didn't bring Yan Jue here to find someone to play games with him!

"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Haichao stood up suddenly, blinking at Yan Jue with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Yan Jue: "Not sleepy." Even too awake, he guessed that he didn't need to sleep tonight.

"That's fine." Jiang Haichao got up, walked to the piano by the window, and sat down slowly.

"What song do you want to hear?" The man lowered his eyes and lightly pressed his ten fingers on the keys.

Outside the window is the bright moonlight, and the side face of the man sitting in front of the piano is outlined by the moonlight with a glimmer of light.

Yan Jue was unable to speak for a while.

Seeing that Yan Jue didn't make a sound, Jiang Haichao didn't pursue him.He pressed the keys slowly, and the melodious and soothing melody slanted out from his fingertips.

The moonlight seemed to fall from the sky, falling into the man's downcast eyes and beating fingertips...

After the song was over, Jiang Haichao looked back at Yan Jue with a deep smile in his eyes.

Jiang Haichao: "How is it?"

"It sounds good." Yan Jue paused, and then said, "All five notes are complete."

Jiang Haichao: "..." Damn straight man.

Take your time... Jiang Haichao got up helplessly, "Okay, go back to sleep."

Today's fishing is over.

Of course, Jiang Haichao didn't notice Yan Jue's slightly disordered breathing, and the man's red-hot ear tips.

I thought that the next few days would be blushing and heartbeating days, but Yan Jue found that Jiang Haichao had nothing else but to talk to him about a song every night.

The basic rules of life following Jiang Haichao are: eating and drinking, playing games, and watching dramas—he is even more of an otaku than an otaku.

Yan Jue, the straight steel man who is ready to be seduced and seduced: "..."

No wonder Jiang Haichao, everyone only knew that Jiang Haichao was a playboy with countless ex-boyfriends, so they preconceived that Jiang Haichao must be a very high-level fishing veteran.

But Jiang Haichao asked himself, he had never caught anyone.At most, just eat and chat, and new fish will automatically take the bait.

Looking at the straight man of steel who was still "moving like a mountain", Jiang Haichao was also worried.

On the third day, late.

This is Yan Jue's last night at Jiang Haichao's house.

In the past few days, he always felt that something was wrong.When I was with Jiang Haichao, my heart beat faster for no reason, and I always felt that I was restrained in how to sit and say anything——Mo Ming embarrassed, Mo Ming wanted to escape.

But when he was about to leave, Yan Jue felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Huh? Eat." Seeing Yan Jue's lack of appetite, Jiang Haichao couldn't help but worry: Is this guy being tricked by himself?

It seems that it is still a little difficult to get a straight man in three days, Jiang Haichao decided to take it slowly and take his time.

Big deal, let the scene between him and Wen Zhuolin be filmed at the end.

Yan Jue: "Mr. Jiang, I should go back tomorrow."

"Yes." Seeing that Yan Jue didn't touch the salt and pepper pork ribs in front of him, Jiang Haichao thought that the other party didn't like it, so he moved a stack of cabbage to Yan Jue very "intimately".

If you don't eat meat, go vegetarian.Jiang Haichao is quite happy to eat with this kind of vegetarian guy, after all, no one will rob him.

Yan Jue's eyes moved: Mr. Jiang is so caring.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you these days."

"Ah? No need." Jiang Haichao smiled. After all, Yan Jue was doing the housework, and at most he talked about a few lullabies before going to bed.

Yan Jue: "I'm leaving tomorrow." He didn't understand what was going on with the faint reluctance and loss in his heart.

Jiang Haichao said bluntly: "Have you gotten into the drama yet?" How about it, have you fallen in love with Yang Ling?

Yan Jue was caught off guard by Jiang Haichao's straightforward questioning.

Are you in the game?Yan Jue looked at Jiang Haichao, listened to his gradually accelerating heartbeat, and felt the increasing heat on his face.

Yan Jue didn't know if he was involved in the drama, he only knew that if Jiang Haichao continued to ask, his heart would only beat faster and faster.

This was something Yan Jue had never thought about. He couldn't believe that his heartbeat would speed up when he was facing another man, and he would blush uncontrollably.

He didn't dare to confirm whether he liked this kind of relationship, and even, when Jiang Haichao looked over, he subconsciously wanted to avoid the other party's eyes.

In just three days, no, two and a half days, Yan Jue had unprecedented doubts about his sexual orientation.

A sentence that he read in Jiang Haichao's talk suddenly appeared in his mind - "As long as Shuimei is willing, there is no man in this world that he can't get!"

Yan Jue: Yunnan Gu King sincerely does not deceive me.

Seeing that the other party fell silent again, Jiang Haichao couldn't help but sighed.

Straight man, it's hard to deal with.

Jiang Haichao really didn't know what to do with this guy. He had been playing a ditty for three days in a row, and his fingers... didn't get calloused.

But Jiang Haichao asked himself, he had tried his best.

From Beethoven to Chopin, from Symphony of Destiny to March of Iron Torrent.Jiang Haichao tried his best to play the "little song" he showed every night, hoping to impress Yan Jue with his beautiful music.

However, every time Yan Jue listened to it, he either applauded excitedly, or... applauded righteously.

Jiang Haichao: "Oh..." I can't flirt, I can't flirt—I didn't realize that there was something wrong with me using the symphony of fate to flirt.

Hearing Jiang Haichao's sigh, Yan Jue's heart skipped a beat: Mr. Jiang, is this... reluctance to bear yourself?

Looking at Mo Ming's red ears, Jiang Haichao was puzzled: "It's hot?" Obviously, the air conditioner in the house is very good.

Yan Jue sat up straight suddenly, with serious eyes, "Mr. Jiang, I know what you mean, but I have never tried something like this... Can you give me a little time? It won't take long. I, I think I can try .”

Jiang Haichao was confused: Huh?try what?

Yan Jue: "Mr. Jiang, I'm in a bit of a mess these days, but I'll sort out my mood first. Me, I'm going to rest first."

After finishing speaking, he got up suddenly and walked towards the guest room stiffly.

Jiang Haichao gnawed on the salt and pepper pork ribs while cursing: Don't you want to listen to the lullaby today?

He also prepared a Croatian Rhapsody and didn't have time to play it!

You should listen to it for the sake of saving face, maybe you will fall in love?

Jiang Haichao didn't know that Yan Jue's mind was full of the piano music he played in the past few days that night.

Iron Torrent March, Symphony of Destiny, Internationale...

Loop playback, surround in-ear.

Yan Jue's heart was finally completely messed up in the impassioned tune.

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