Grip the claw, you are also cheating!

This is a costume drama, Qiqi wore a pink and flowing gauze dress, like a fairy, Ye Xiangxi stared straight at her eyes.Ye Shubei said that it was indeed very beautiful, comparable to the fairies he had seen before.

Ye Shubei seldom watches TV dramas. Although he thinks TV is a very magical invention, but for some reason, he just doesn’t like it. He watched the big and small machines around the two leading actors and kept filming. Compared with the plot , but I am a little curious about how these things are stuffed into that small TV.

Ye Xiangdong said bluntly: "Brother, your girlfriend's acting skills are really not good, the emotions are all the same expression."

Gu Yansong shook his head again and again: "You're wrong, she's obviously much better now, you didn't see that a few days ago, Emma, ​​she couldn't even speak well."

Ye Xiangdong murmured: "It turns out that anyone can be an actor now. Hey, my brother, the two of us don't look too bad. I think we can go too."

Ye Xiangxi was unhappy, "You have to give newcomers a chance to learn, this is Qiqi's first time participating in a TV series, please be tolerant."

Ye Xiangdong lowered his voice and asked, "Hey, tell me the truth, how much money did you give the investor to solve it?"

Ye Xiangxi snorted coldly, "You have such a bad idea. I haven't given out any money. It's just that the investor thinks Qiqi's image is suitable, and her manager has two brushes. How much money can Dad give me? How much do you want?" I don't know." After Ye Xiangxi said this, he glanced in Ye Shubei's direction, as if thinking that a lot of money had gone into his pocket.

However, the filming of this scene went smoothly, except for Qiqi who was cut countless times due to poor mental health, there was no special situation at all.

In the evening, they stayed in a holiday house near the film and television base. This was a hotel that Ye Futian had booked for them, but the developer behind this holiday house happened to be Gu Yansong's father.

At that time, the land near the film and television base was auctioned, and Gu Yansong’s father bought the entire land at a high price without saying a word, and then built it into a holiday house and a hotel. Because it is very close to the film and television base, the hotel is usually for actors and fans visiting the film. There are many people who live here, and there are countless fans this year, and the hotel is full every day.

Qiqi is just an [-]th-line starlet, and the company didn't invest much in her, so they only rented her a room in the hotel, and Ye Xiangxi didn't want to be too ostentatious, relying on Gu Yansong's relationship, she didn't spend much time in the holiday house. The money rented a suite.

Ye Futian thought it was just the two brothers who were going out, so naturally they only booked one room.Ye Xiangdong was not stupid, so he naturally went to live with his younger brother, leaving the apartment to Ye Shubei and He Weinan.

The rooms in the holiday home are not only large, but also very stylish, with a garden and a swimming pool, it looks like a private villa.I don't know what the designer thought, but there is only one double bed in the bedroom.

The first time Ye Shubei went back to the holiday home, he didn't even have time to take off his down jacket, so he lay down on the bed and pretended to be dead.He was indeed a little sleepy. He didn't sleep well yesterday, and today was a long four-hour journey. He was really tired.

In a daze, someone turned him over, took off his down jacket and warm shoes, and then he felt a warm and thick quilt covering his body, and then the whole person seemed to be in the clouds, floating lightly .

Ye Shubei felt very relaxed and comfortable, and his memory drifted back to the past. He heard the small rustling sound of water coming from his ears, and a faint and warm fragrance. Suddenly, he felt completely drowsy. No, he was pulled back to reality.

Ye Shubei felt a figure swaying in front of him. The blurred white figure walked from his eyes to the window, and then stopped.

"Brother..."

Ye Shubei was startled by the words he blurted out, only then did he see that the person standing by the window was He Weinan.

He Weinan went to take a shower, put on a white bathrobe, his whole body was covered with warm water vapor, and was looking out of the window, when he heard Ye Shubei's call, he also turned around and turned to He came step by step.

Warm and generous palms covered Ye Shubei's forehead, He Weinan's face was only an inch away from him, he could even see the wet drops of water in his hair lingering on the ends of his hair for a while, then slipped quietly, just happened to drip In Ye Shubei's eyes.

"You have a fever."

"Hey." Ye Shubei exclaimed, no wonder why he was so sleepy, he never thought of going to bed before ten o'clock, it turned out to be sick. . .

Ye Shubei struggled to get up, but was pushed back with more force, "Lie down, I'll go get you medicine."

"Don't!!!" Ye Shubei tried his best to open his eyes wide, expressing that he was in good spirits, "I have already taken a nap, and I am much better, so I don't take any medicine, it is useless."

"Nonsense, why is it useless? If you don't lie down properly, don't catch ghosts and eliminate demons tomorrow."

Ye Shubei babbled: "What does this have to do with catching ghosts? I'm in good spirits. Come and catch one, come and catch a pair."

"The body of a cultivator is more important. Have you ever seen a sick person become a Taoist priest? I'm afraid that before the monster catches him, he will be possessed."

Ye Shubei was most annoyed to hear these big truths, this He Weinan's chattering appearance really looked like a person.He buried his face on the pillow, and the aroma of He Weinan's body wash filled his nose. He sniffed it vigorously, and it smelled very good.

Someone tapped him on the head, and said softly: "Take medicine, drink porridge, sleep for one night and you'll be fine."

Ye Shubei looked at a small bead on the white porcelain plate, completely unaware of what it was.

"What is this white thing?"

"Antipyretics."

The main reason for Ye Shubei's refusal to take the medicine was that every time the medicine was decocted, it would make the room full of sour and bitter smell, which couldn't go away even after opening the window, but this little ball was actually medicine?

"It's been so long, and I still look like an ignorant three-year-old."

Ye Shubei was confused, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I took the medicine and drank the porridge."

Ye Shubei glanced at the plain porridge with little water in it, and looked disdainful, "To gain strength, you need to eat something good. I want to drink and eat meat."

"..."

He was indeed a little hungry, and he didn't have much strength, so after yelling for a long time, he had to drink up the porridge in one gulp, which was really unpalatable.

"Be obedient, I will take you to eat and drink when you are well tomorrow."

Ye Shubei was in a daze again, but this time he hadn't been in a daze for a long time, suddenly his eyes were darkened, the light in the room was turned off, and He Weinan lay beside him very naturally.

Ye Shubei drank the porridge, and his whole body became warmer and warmer. It was only because he had a fever, and his IQ dropped by a notch in an instant. The porridge just now didn't seem like white porridge. The consciousness hit, and the whole person became even more groggy.

He had countless dreams, the ones that used to be in the teacher's school, the ones that went down the mountain to experience, and the ones that wandered in the world. The dreams were very long, until Ye Shubei thought he was back to the wild dog Sanren.

He turned over twice, and felt a chill on his back. He kept twisting his body until he found a warm place, and then leaned there, getting closer and closer, hugging him tighter and tighter, just like when he was there. Like a hot spring on Lingshan.

When Ye Shubei opened his eyes, he was already in good spirits, and he had completely forgotten about his illness yesterday.Holding an object sideways, wanting to continue to squint for a while, but felt that the object visibly moved and froze.

He raised his arms, and what caught his eyes was a pair of dark and deep eyes, which were familiar, very familiar.

"He Weinan..."

"That's right, it's me." He Weinan kept his posture, tilted his head forward slightly, and pressed his forehead, he smiled, "Your fever has subsided."

Ye Shubei nodded dully, "Oh, I was sick yesterday?"

He looked at He Weinan who was lying under him, his saliva was still on his chest, and he didn't need to think that he must have been lying on him all night yesterday. The memories of last night flooded him, and he thought about it carefully. , apart from holding him to sleep all night, there is nothing else to do.

Flipping off him in a hurry, he looked at He Weinan's bathrobe that was wrinkled and opened by him. This is not the point. Under the bathrobe, half of the sky was exposed, and Ye Shubei was like this He stared blankly.

He Weinan tightened his bathrobe and went to wash up, leaving Ye Shubei staring blankly.

A long, long time ago, Ye Xianfeng was not afraid of the sky and the earth. Children around ten years old were afraid of pain, suffering and fear of lightning and thunder, and he was the same. Whenever there was a thunderstorm, he would run around the yard until someone led him into the house. Every time, Ye Xianfeng was so frightened that he grabbed the corner of the man's clothes and stuffed his whole thin body into his arms.

Who doesn't have such a dark history of being timid and fearful, it's just that Ye Shubei often forgets that before he entered the teacher's school in his previous life, his natal name was Ye Xianfeng.

The door was knocked, and Ye Xiangdong called them to have breakfast. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a messy big bed, and he felt 1 shit in his heart. Why did Mao's father book a big bed room?

Ye Shubei rubbed the feathers that looked like a bird's nest, and said, "Your brother's girlfriend is still filming today?"

Ye Xiangdong nodded, "Yes, so we'll go there after breakfast, um, did you sleep well yesterday?"

Ye Shubei continued to nod: "It's pretty good, neither soft nor hard, just right."

"..."

Today is Qiqi's monologue, challenging an actor's acting ability with complex and changeable inner emotions. Unfortunately, Qiqi has no such ability at all. She sat there like a log for a long time and failed to pass any one.

The director stared blankly at the script, looking at his posture, if it wasn't for the heroine, he would probably hit someone with a stool.

The director asked the assistant to lead the two dogs, and tried to talk to the heroine, "You are lonely and helpless now, do you understand loneliness and helplessness? I am struggling inside, reluctant and nostalgic, what I want is that This feeling, and these two dogs were given to you by the male lead before he left, do you understand when you see things and think about others? Your eyes have not changed at all, and, take off your colored contact lenses!"

Qiqi expressed her grievance, "This is a contact lens, I have severe myopia!"

The assistant brought two dogs. The two dogs seemed completely unaware of the tough shooting task ahead.

Ye Shubei only glanced at it, and was startled, what the hell, this is not a dog!