The male god put me on the hot search again [Rebirth]

As the box boards were moved away inch by inch, clusters of candy-colored soft paper strips for cushioning were scattered on the table, rolling around actively, as if celebrating He Yuhuan's birthday.

The box board was completely removed, and inside the box stood a little golden figure, wearing a tuxedo, with handsome features, showing a slight smile, and amidst the golden light, on the left shoulder of the little figure was a red rose in full bloom.

No matter how you look at this gift, it looks like a trophy at a film festival, and the villain on it is He Yuhuan.

[Congratulations to Huanhuan for nominating Best Actor! 】

[I will never scold cabbage again, this gift is so thoughtful, I was so moved that I cried! 】

There was no signature on the card, He Yuhuan took it down, and was about to see if there was anything on the back, when he suddenly saw the base blocked by the card, engraved with two lines of small golden characters: Pei Mingxuan Studio Best Actor.

【Ah!Rubbish cabbage, I knew that such a heart-warming thing would never be done by you.Pei male god yyds! 】

[Awei is dead, what kind of shocking sugar is this! 】

[The man I love presented an exclusive award to the man I love. 】

[Thanks to God Pei for his approval, my family Huanhuan is the best! 】

[Mama Huan, what is your favorite birthday gift this time?Huan's mother: Of course it was given by Huan's father~]

The live broadcast came to an end amidst the fans’ carnival barrage. Ronaldinho helped pack the presents. He Yuhuan wanted to hug the statuette, but was afraid that it would break, so he never took it out. He touched it carefully and ran across the roses with his fingertips. , the flower fell on the table with a clatter.

"Ah..." He picked up the flowers regretfully, but as expected, works of art cannot be played with.

"This flower is put there. If you like it, let Brother Pei get 999 flowers for you. They will be placed in turn for three meals a day, 365 days a year." Xiao Luo put down the box, stuffed the soft paper on the table back, and took the rose The flowers were put back in place, and the lid was about to be put on.

He Yuhuan was the first to hold onto the box: "I'll take this myself."

He closed the lid, folded the wrapping paper carefully, asked the staff for a carton of the right size, stuffed it with a foam cushion, and then he put the box in, sealed it and held it in his arms.

On the day "Secret of Youth" ended, the music platform released the solo version of the ending song album of the four leading actors, and the sales volume exceeded one million in 24 hours.

The number of songs played has not been disclosed, but of the four songs, only He Yuhuan's solo version rushed to the top of the charts, Wei Xiao's version was No. 20, and the other two versions were silent.

In the following days, FIRE5 began to fit together to carry out busy work again, the group comprehensive, the second professional school, and the anniversary concert in June. The five of them spent all day in the practice room, in the recording studio, in outdoor recording places, or in the field. In the nanny car at work.

Due to the schedule, He Yuhuan's acting class was forced to come to an end. Although he only studied for a few months, Jiang Hanyi has a lot of teaching experience. Under his guidance, He Yuhuan's acting ability has improved a lot, and his performance is in contrast to his own personality When playing a larger role, his status basically tended to be stable, and Jiang Hanyi gave a good evaluation, saying that with his current ability, there is no need to take acting classes.

However, when it comes to the expression of intense emotions, especially negative emotions, He Yuhuan is still not good at acting, especially in crying scenes. At best, he can only bring tears to his eyes. Even if the emotions are already very sad, he always restrains the tears reflexively.Regarding this point, Jiang Hanyi said that He Yuhuan had a knot in his heart and subconsciously suppressed his negative emotions. Learning alone could not solve this problem. Only by untying his knot could he break through the bottleneck.

Although He Yuhuan's family is not well-off financially, the family has been harmonious since he was a child, and he didn't have any tragic experiences in school. Even he himself didn't understand what the knot was.

At the end of April, Pei Mingxuan's one-year hiatus from filming ended, and he finally took over the starring role of a movie, which was the movie with "Morning Dew" as the theme song, called "Grass Mustard".

This day, Bai Cai arranged a day's rest. In the morning, He Yuhuan was taken to the "staff dormitory" of Pei Mingxuan's studio. On the way, Zeng Jiaxin handed him a contract and the script. He didn't say much, but let him decide for himself.

He Yuhuan looked at the contract, and the content was that he would play a supporting role in "Grass Mustard". This role didn't have many roles. In his previous life, he was played by a young actor with excellent acting skills, which left a deep impression on the audience.

However, after watching the movie, He Yuhuan felt that it was a little less interesting. Maybe this supporting role played against Pei Mingxuan in all the scenes, and the gap appeared in comparison.

"Don't you need to audition?" He Yuhuan was completely unsure, because the main role of this role is being taken hostage by the protagonist, and he needs to show strong fear in the early stage, which is his weakness.

"Mingxuan recommended you to the director. The director has seen your works and trusts Mingxuan's vision. As long as you want to play, this role is yours."

"Why this role?" He Yuhuan asked. In his opinion, he is more confident in other supporting roles, such as the young policeman who has just started his job, or even a gangster.

The car was parked downstairs in the "staff dormitory", Zeng Jiaxin didn't get out of the car: "Mingxuan will tell you."

Xiao Luo pressed the remote button on the car door: "Brother Mingxuan wants to tell you a play, so I won't bother you."

When He Yuhuan first came, Xiao Luo entered his fingerprints on the fingerprint lock, and he entered the villa alone.

The villa was quiet, He Yuhuan put on his slippers, sat on the sofa, and continued to read the script that he hadn't had time to turn over just now. After a while, he was a little distracted.

In the past, when he came here, he was accompanied by Pei Mingxuan or Xiao Luo, and sometimes the aunt who came to clean and cook, but today he was the only one left, and He Yuhuan always felt a sense of disobedience.

Pei Mingxuan doesn't like getting up early, so he must still be resting in his room at this point. He Yuhuan went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of warm water. His cup was sky blue, while Pei Mingxuan's was indigo blue. There were several cups of different colors on the other side. In one tray were Zeng Jiaxin, two assistants, and the nanny.

In the cabinet under the countertop, there is also a set of pure white cups, which seem to be for visitors.

He Yuhuan finally realized that something was wrong. Judging from the number of daily necessities, it seemed that there were many people living in this house. However, except for him and Pei Mingxuan, no one ever stayed here overnight. At most, they only had a casual meal after work. , so the permanent population here is only the two of them?

Ronaldinho once asked him to explore each room by himself and use whatever he wanted, but ever since he accidentally opened Pei Mingxuan's room door that day, he didn't dare to open and close the door indiscriminately, for fear of bumping into the studio employees who were resting.During the few days he lived, he was attracted by work and Pei Nan. Now that he thinks about it, he never met any cohabitants at all.

Gently stepping on the stairs, He Yuhuan went up to the second floor, and there was another door here, which he hadn't opened.

Knocked on the door, but got no response, he opened the door and said, "Excuse me."

Judging from the layout, this is also a bedroom, because it is connected to a separate bathroom, but there is no bed in the room, only a few rows of large hangers, densely hung with hats and accessories, and a two-person width is embedded on the wall. The floor-to-ceiling mirror, apparently a cloakroom.

Apart from the underground garage and the sloping-roofed attic on the top floor, the villa has three floors, and He Yuhuan went up to the third floor - he hasn't been here yet.

There are also two bedrooms on the third floor, with beds, but there are no pillows and bedding on the beds, and the bedside tables and desks are all empty. He Yuhuan opened the closet, and there are two sets of pajamas, white quilts and pillows folded into a large bread, like the style in a hotel, There are also disposable items in the bathroom. Obviously no one lives here, it is more like a guest room for emergencies.

Artists’ working hours are often reversed day and night. He Yuhuan speculates that maybe the assistant and Zeng Jiaxin sometimes work too late, so they might come here to rest. up.

The door of the last room was not closed, and it was ajar. When He Yuhuan pushed the door open, his eyes suddenly opened up.The curtains in front of a whole row of floor-to-ceiling windows are open, letting in the warm spring sunshine. There are no other buildings nearby, and you can see the sparkling river behind the garden wall, and there are several sets of fitness equipment in the room.

He Yuhuan was sure that only he and Pei Mingxuan lived in this luxury villa, so before he came, Pei Mingxuan lived alone.

How could this be a "staff dormitory", isn't it Pei Nanshen's home?

"Want to practice?"

He Yuhuan turned around, and saw Pei Mingxuan wearing a casual sweater, leaning leisurely by the door, his hair was unmanaged, and there were a few witty locks of hair curled up on the top of his head.

He Yuhuan has only been to the gym once in his life. It was to cheer up his college classmates who started their own businesses. He knows nothing except treadmills. He usually uses the most convenient small equipment for fitness. Not to mention practicing, he doesn't even know the most basic operations.

"I'm not very good at using these. The view here is good, and the river view is beautiful, so I want to see it." He Yuhuan talked about him from left to right.

"Come with me." Pei Mingxuan took his hand.

He Yuhuan looked at the clasped hands of the two, and followed him up the fourth floor.

The area of ​​the attic is not small. On the backside is a large shelf with densely packed trophies. There are several rows of hangers in front, covered with plastic sheets. The visit is very abrupt. He Yuhuan insists that his current room is where these clothes used to be. .There is a long lazy sofa on the sunny side, a seventy-inch TV is installed on the sloping wall, and there is a small low table next to it, with a Kindle on it.

The sun slanted in and shrouded everything in warmth.

Pei Mingxuan dragged the lazy sofa to the window, sat with the sofa back facing the window, and sat gracefully on the far side, with one hand resting on the back of the sofa: "Come on, the view is better here."

According to Pei Mingxuan's arrangement, if he wants to face the scenery, he can only sit like him, but the sofa is so long, He Yuhuan doesn't want to sit on the other side.

He supported the back of the sofa and knelt down beside Pei Mingxuan.

"Be careful." The window tilted inward, the closer to the edge, the lower the height, Pei Mingxuan put his hands on top of He Yuhuan's head to prevent him from bumping his head while moving.

He Yuhuan rested his chin on his forearm and moved towards the back of the sofa.

Sure enough, when you climb up and look far, one floor higher, the view is extremely wide, the wide and clear river surface is completely presented in front of you, weeping willows on both sides of the river, and through the window, you can see the catkins floating in the air.

"Brother Mingxuan, is there anyone else living here?" He Yuhuan turned his face to Pei Mingxuan.

Pei Mingxuan also looked at him, their faces were very close, their noses almost touching, but He Yuhuan didn't want to dodge, he just wanted to observe the other person's expression carefully, to figure out whether he was real, or just like Teacher Jiang said, In acting.

Pei Mingxuan smiled lightly, the warm spring sun illuminated his handsome face even brighter, his dark brown pupils were like bright amber in the light: "The permanent population is only you, me, and us."

He Yuhuan was almost sucked in by his eyes. This is the truth, and the conclusion he reached was the same: "Then is this the staff dormitory?"

Pei Mingxuan shook his head, slowly stuck it up, and left a kiss on He Yuhuan's forehead: "This is our home."