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

He Yuhuan didn't know why things turned out like this...

He was clearly playing against the male god Pei, how could a realistic tragedy turn into an action movie?

However, the fighting was not intense, and there were no live ammunition. Even so, He Yuhuan was still choked by a feeling he had never felt before, and almost died.

Pei Mingxuan wiped the corner of his mouth: "It's so fast."

He Yuhuan didn't know how long it had passed, and he didn't know how long it would be too late to disarm. His mind was blank now, and his hands were firmly pressed on the countertop, so stiff that he lost consciousness a long time ago.

Pei Mingxuan took the towel and wiped it gently: "Relax, this is normal, help each other, or you can help me..."

"Normal?" He Yuhuan was stunned, his heart was caught in an instant, and he blurted out, "So you often have sex with other men..."

Pei Mingxuan smiled lightly, changed the towel to wash his face, and wiped the thin sweat from He Yuhuan's forehead: "That's not true, you are the first."

So where is normal!

He Yuhuan was annoyed at his gaffe, and also had some slight complaints about Pei Mingxuan's teasing.

The control of his limbs slowly returned to his brain. He jumped down holding the platform, gathered up his pajamas, and grabbed the towel from Pei Mingxuan's hand: "I can wipe it myself."

Pei Mingxuan leaned over, picked up the pure white underpants from his feet, hooked them around his fingertips, shook them casually, and threw them into the laundry basket: "Don't step on them, be careful of slipping."

He Yuhuan's face instantly turned red like a tomato, and he turned his head to leave the bathroom. Pei Mingxuan held the door frame with one hand and blocked his way: "This is the end of wiping? Your waist is also full of sweat. If you don't take a shower quickly, you will catch a cold."

He Yuhuan picked up a towel and put it on Pei Mingxuan's forehead, blocking his extremely handsome face and deliberately putting on a fierce face: "You always tease me, and your acting skills are so good."

Pei Mingxuan lifted the towel and looked at He Yuhuan with raised eyebrows.

He Yuhuan and him looked at each other for a while, and finally spit out the words that had been held in his heart for a long time: "I can't tell what is real and what is acting."

Pei Mingxuan suppressed his faint smile, his expression was serious and focused, completely different from his usual seriousness.

He embraced He Yuhuan's waist, and left a kiss on the forehead: "I like you, it has always been true."

The filming of He Yuhuan's scene started five days later. He deliberately arrived on the set early, one is to integrate into the set early, and the other is to learn from these outstanding actors and staff. There is another very important reason. However, he believes that as a A qualified actor and idol, he shouldn't put this in the official reason——

He personally wanted to see Pei Mingxuan sooner.

But he never expected that when the first day came, he not only met, but also got a deeper understanding.

After Pei Mingxuan left that day, He Yuhuan took a shower, thought a lot, and understood a lot.

Pei Mingxuan's real character is by no means as gentle, elegant and sincere as shown to the audience. He is like a wolf in sheep's clothing, using a harmless posture to lure people into a trap step by step.

He Yuhuan fell into Pei Mingxuan's pit since he was a child, and he continued to deepen it spontaneously with a shovel. Now, under the temptation of Pei Nanshen, he has already stepped into the trap in the dark and rolled into the bottomless abyss.

However, there is sunshine in the abyss, soft straw mats, and gorgeous red roses. It is a paradise created by Pei Mingxuan.

It's just that He Yuhuan is not qualified to live in this paradise at this moment, because he is an idol.

He Yuhuan understands that Pei Mingxuan always uses the words of acting and normal behavior, not only to make him take the bait obediently, but also to eliminate his guilt. After all, with these excuses, his idol is barely considered disqualified.

Both love and ideals are part of life, Pei Mingxuan is very clear, his performance swears that he will not let either one go, and He Yuhuan will not let either one go.

Having figured this out, He Yuhuan was finally able to concentrate on his work again.

In the next few days, as long as there is no night show at night, Pei Mingxuan will go to He Yuhuan's room to guide his performance. It is a real guide. Although there will be some ambiguous behaviors, it is generally based on work and not excessive. play tricks on him.

He Yuhuan was a little apprehensive at first, after all, he hadn't passed the audition, and this role was quite a challenge for him, but after being explained by Pei Mingxuan, he was able to express his negative emotions gradually, and even amplified some of them to achieve a better performance. As for the dramatic effect, Pei Mingxuan also specially selected a lot of classic film and television clips when dealing with the emotion of life and death, and found some short-length masterpieces with similar plots, so that he could better understand them.

On the day the filming officially started, He Yuhuan was finally sure of his performance.

For the character's image, he hasn't used sunscreen these days, and now his skin has a healthy and even honey color. The makeup artist saved the effort of applying the skin tone. After looking at his face for a while, he put on a layer of isolation and painted a few moles. Add some uneven sun spots, trim his hair a bit shorter and you're done.

"It's not bad!" The director gave a thumbs up when he saw He Yuhuan after putting on makeup.He wasn't worried about the acting skills of the actor Pei Mingxuan was looking for, but he was born as an idol after all. With such a beautiful face, he might have the burden of appearance. He didn't expect to have no resistance to ugly makeup.

He Yuhuan carried the worn-out shoulder bag on his back, and scratched at his hair: "Should I cut it shorter?" According to his experience of delivering food in summer, this hair length is still a bit long for someone who works hard outside.

No matter how short it is, it will be short. Of course, the director has no objection, and the make-up artist who is not willing to be cruel comes to pick it up again.

He Yuhuan shrugged his shoulders. He always felt that the backpack was of little weight, and there seemed to be something missing. He looked around the set for a while and found a mineral water bottle that had bottomed out. He took it and tore off the label paper. There were a lot of wrinkles, and it rubbed against the wall a few times, and then stuffed the old water bottle into the side compartment of the schoolbag.

This is like, after all, it is impossible not to drink water in summer, but this young man must be reluctant to buy mineral water, so he needs a container for water.

The director smiled and said to Pei Mingxuan: "Mr. Pei, you are a good rookie. Not only do you have no airs, but you also have an excellent understanding of the role."

Pei Mingxuan's shallow smile was full of pride, he took the fruit knife handed by the prop master, rubbed the blade with two fingers, made sure that there were no burrs and would not hurt anyone, and strode to the initial point of the first shot .

The stylist went up and adjusted the clothes, pulling out the messy feeling of running away.

He Yuhuan stood still at the other end, took a deep breath, and adjusted his state. Now the young man doesn't know what will happen next. He just finished his hard work and is exhausted, but he still has to go to the next job site hard work.

The actor who plays the detective is also in place.

"Action!"

Holding a fruit knife, Xi Qiang rushed across the street at dusk. He panicked and turned his head behind him from time to time, so that he ran crookedly. His eyes were clearly looking at things, but it seemed that they were out of focus.

He seemed to be a body that had lost its soul. It was only because his instinct told him that he would die if he was caught, that he moved his steps crazily.

"Stop!" came the warning voice of the criminal police from behind.

Xi Qiang turned his head again, and in front of him, the young man who was rushing to work hurriedly came.

Xi Qiang slammed into the young man hard. He was tall and strong, and the thin young man was knocked to the ground at once.

Xi Qiang almost stepped on the young man. The moment he saw the other's face, his pupils shrank and he made a decision.

Xi Qiang picked up the young man, clasped the fruit knife heavily around his neck, and warned in a low and gloomy voice: "Don't move around, follow me."

"Card!"

There was no problem, the two made up a few single-person shots, and took a few more footages. The makeup artist came to put blood on He Yuhuan's neck. On the set, several police actors began to make up shots.

Pei Mingxuan gently placed the blade on He Yuhuan's neck in the most comfortable position, ensuring that the position of the makeup artist's hand was relatively real.

After the shot was completed, the two started shooting again.

Xi Qiang pressed the young man's neck tightly with a knife, and the sharp blade cut the neck, leaving bloodstains.

The young man was trembling all over, his mouth was slightly open, his lips were trembling, he didn't even dare to breathe, as if he was afraid that a small movement of his Adam's apple would hit the blade, ruining his life, his wide eyes looked down. Look, only half of Xi Qiang's hand holding the knife can be seen.

Xi Qiang stepped back, and the young man was staggered to move.

The criminal police chased after him. Xi Qiang knew he couldn't run away. Behind him was an old-fashioned building. He leaned against the corridor and stared into his bloodshot eyes: "Put the gun down! Let me go."

The criminal police had to put down the gun in their hands, and the people behind reported on the walkie-talkie that the fugitive had taken the hostage.

Xi Qiang retreated into the corridor, released the hand that was holding the young man's wrist, but pressed the fruit knife closer.

The young man's hands were firmly pressed between the chest, abdomen and back of the two by Xi Qiang, and he could get free with some force, but he didn't dare to make unnecessary movements because of the "ghost of death" lying across his neck.

Xi Qiang stared at the criminal policeman, groped up with his hands, and finally grabbed the handle of the rolling door, pulled it down heavily, and the rolling door slammed shut.

……

Yancheng deserves to be known as a stove. After a day of filming, the clothes on He Yuhuan and Pei Mingxuan were soaked with sweat. Xiao Luo and Xiao Liu handed over the prepared towels, and the two walked to the nanny car while wiping their faces.

After Pei Mingxuan wiped his face, he took a towel and gently wiped off the remaining blood on He Yuhuan's neck. After the fake red blood was wiped off, a pink indentation appeared on his skin.

"Does it hurt?"

He Yuhuan didn't know what he was referring to, so when he got into the nanny's car, Pei Mingxuan asked Xiao Luo for a makeup mirror and showed it to him, only then did He Yuhuan notice the marks on his neck.

"It doesn't hurt." He Yuhuan replied with a smile.

In order to perform realistically, Pei Mingxuan's knife was pressed quite hard, but He Yuhuan could feel it, and he quietly pressed his thumb against the blade to reduce the force on his neck as much as possible.

He Yuhuan held Pei Mingxuan's hand holding the knife, and sure enough, there was a deep red mark on his thumb, and a small piece of skin was broken near the right angle of the knife handle.

Xiao Liu immediately came over with a sterilized cotton jar, handed it to He Yuhuan, and gave Pei Mingxuan a "I understand, the boss asks for a raise" look.

Pei Mingxuan smiled lightly. This time, the two arranged a separate nanny car without anyone else.

He Yuhuan picked up cotton and carefully wiped the wound.

Pei Mingxuan glanced at Xiao Liu and Xiao Luo who were watching the show, and Xiao Liu immediately pulled Xiao Luo to turn around.

Pei Mingxuan leaned over and breathed lightly into He Yuhuan's ear: "Thank you, my little prince."