After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

Hang Yang was taken aback for a moment: "...brother?"

""Zhi Hua Gai" is about to start, and I'm the producer," Hang Xiutu said lightly, "Lan Xinrong can't handle so many chores by himself. I'll move back to the apartment in the city center first, so it's easy to come and go."

"Oh, oh." Hang Yang Mingming nodded, but his eyes were always a little empty.

The uneasiness that lasted for most of the day finally fell to the ground heavily at this moment, and he was a little indescribably dazed.

"November 11, you come to the opening ceremony of the crew, and then Lin Huai took Hang Yang back," Hang Xiutu was still explaining, and Hang Yang was listening hard, but he always felt that these words had passed through his mind, leaving only A series of "buzzing" noises, "You can only join the group after a month, understand? Don't answer Lu Qiu's calls during the period, if he is looking for you, just notify me as soon as possible..."

The door of Hang Xiutu upstairs squeaked open. Hang Yang seemed to have been flipped by some small switch. He raised his head suddenly and saw at the stairs on the second floor: Xiao Chen was standing in Li with a small suitcase. Uncle behind.

Uncle Li bowed slightly to Hang Xiutu: "Second Young Master, the books and clothes you ordered have been packed."

"Well," Hang Xiutu nodded, "Thank you."

"Brother?" Hang Yang turned his head slowly, his eyes widened when he looked at Hang Xiutu, "You, are you leaving now?"

Hang Xiutu said "Yes" and said, "Call me or Lan Xinrong if you need anything."

As soon as the words fell, Hang Xiutu gestured to Uncle Li and Xiao Chen, and briefly explained to Lin Huai, then turned around and walked towards the gate of the villa without delay.

Xiao Chen pushed the suitcase and followed closely behind. The wheels rubbed against the ground and made some slight noises. The movement was not loud, but it made Hang Yang feel uncomfortable.

He just stood there silently and stared blankly at Hang Xiutu's back. Uncle Li looked at it strangely, walked over and asked in a low voice, "Young master, don't you want to see off the second young master?"

Hang Yang seemed to have just found Hun'er, and ran out of the villa in a panic.In the yard, the Audi that Hang Xiutu usually used has started, and the car is slowly driving towards the gate of the yard.

"Brother!" Hang Yang waved his arms vigorously, his sleeves fell down, and most of his delicate and white forearms were exposed in the cold autumn wind. He didn't feel cold at all, "See you at the opening ceremony!"

This unremarkable black car drove silently for another period, just when everyone thought he would drive straight out like this, the window next to the driver was rolled down, Hang Xiutu frowned slightly and waved at Hang Yang: "It's cold outside, go back to the house."

Hang Yang froze for a moment, then retracted his half-raised hand with a "swish", quickly pulled down half of his sleeve to cover his forearm that was blowing a little cold, and smiled shyly at Hang Xiutu: "Yeah!"

He hurried back to the house in three steps at a time, half closed the anti-theft door, until the car was completely gone, and then slowly closed the door without saying a word.

Hang Yang poked his index finger on the anti-theft door, and breathed on the door, creating a thin layer of water mist.He just stood there for a while without saying a word, then turned suddenly and walked listlessly towards the stairs.

When passing by Lin Huai, Hang Yang still said politely: "I'll see you in the afternoon, Coach Lin. If you don't mind at noon, you can stay for a light meal. You can tell Sister Zhang what you like. Just add two dishes, no trouble. "

It's just that the tone is too flat and stiff, and even the smile is forced to be obvious, which is a bit too perfunctory.

"Oh," Lin Huai is short-staffed, and is very good at thinking about Party A who takes money, and never puts any trouble on Hang Yang, and smiles quite winkingly, "It's okay, it's okay! I'm used to doing it myself, and I don't like eating outside , I'm really sorry!"

Hang Yang didn't even bother to put on a pretentious retainer, nodded without energy, and went to his bedroom.

"Hey! That!" Lin Huai said loudly from behind, "I'll come over at 02:30 every afternoon from now on, let's make an agreement!"

Accompanied by a not-so-sounding "OK" and the sound of closing the door, Lin Huai stroked his chin thoughtfully, with a delicate expression: "Is the relationship between the brothers in your wealthy family so good? identical?"

While thinking about it, the buddy picked up the cup of good Dahongpao on the coffee table and drank a few words, then smacked his lips, patted his butt and left with satisfaction.

At noon on the first day after Hang Xiutu left, Hang Yang came home from Teacher Wen. As soon as he entered the door, he reflexively looked at the teahouse by the window—the warm winter sun shining on the empty stools was a waste.The room was clean and deserted, and there was no longer the faint scent of tea or coffee. Hang Yang felt a "thump" in his heart, and felt in a trance that the familiar home had no familiar smell.

Hang Yang suddenly didn't like the villa at home very much. He always felt that it was too big, which made people flustered.

This morning, Hang Yang sat alone on the huge dining table, silently cut a piece of poached egg, and ate breakfast according to the chewing speed prescribed by the nutritionist. There was almost no sound in the huge villa, except for the sound of the nanny mopping the floor in the distance. Little movement.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Hang Yang Xin jumped up suddenly, thumped, threw the spoon in his hand into the small casserole, jumped off the stool in a hurry, rushed to the gate before the nanny, and opened the door ——

But I didn't see anyone I wanted to see.

"Yo, long time no see!" Outside the door, Lan Xinrong smiled all over his face, and then pushed a little girl behind him forward, "Chen Xu, I will be your assistant from now on. Come on, quickly let him in, you guys get to know each other well .”

Hang Yang's fingers gripping the door turned slightly white, and he put in more force, and after making sure that there was no one else behind Lan Xinrong, he slowly let go: "...Please come in."

Lan Xinrong entered the room carelessly: "Hey, I finally came here, isn't your attitude not enthusiastic enough?"

Hang Yang managed to pull himself together, gave him a faint smile, and then turned to the young girl named Chen Xu: "Two sit down."

"Why are you listless?" Lan Xinrong didn't regard himself as an outsider, and sat down on the sofa. "It's the first time for a young girl to meet her immediate leader, so she needs to make a good impression on her!"

"Hello," Hang Yang stretched out his hand to the girl brought by Lan Xinrong, "My name is Hang Yang."

Chen Xu seemed to be dazzled by Hang Yang's beautiful face, and he was taken aback for a moment before he realized it, and hurriedly stretched out his hand: "I, my name is Chen Xu! Hello, Teacher Hang!"

In this life, this is the first time Hang Yang heard the title "Teacher Hang". His eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly he felt a little trance: "...don't be so polite, please sit down."

"Miss Zhang," he called in the direction of the kitchen, "serve tea for the two of you."

"No, no, no, you don't need to be so polite." Chen Xu quickly waved his hands. This girl was pretty, but she was always a little nervous and bookish. It seemed that she had not graduated from college for a long time.

Lan Xinrong raised his legs and cleared his throat: "Xiao Chen has done field work, and recently worked with Ning Gaohan for two months. Oh, I forgot to mention that Ning Gaohan will be your executive manager in the future, but he has not yet worked on the job. Good delivery, I've been so busy these days, I'll arrange for the two of you to meet again later."

Hang Yang said "um" and didn't say much.

"This girl has a gentle personality and quick hands and feet. She should be compatible with you," Lan Xinrong twitched his lips, "Take her out for a chat later?"

Hang Yang: "I'm going to have an acting class later."

Lan Xinrong waved his hand: "That afternoon."

Hang Yang: "There is physical training in the afternoon."

Lan Xinrong choked up: "Hang Xiutu... is just a younger brother, and I don't know how to pamper him."

It has been almost half a month since we met last time. The moment Hang Yang heard this name from someone else, his heart still moved slightly, and his thoughts wandered for a moment.

"No, no, no," Chen Xu hurriedly waved his hands, "I'm here to help Teacher Hang, not to cause trouble."

She turned to Hang Yang, and she could see that she was still a little nervous, but as Lan Xinrong said, she handled things very well: "The opening ceremony the day after tomorrow, I will pick up Teacher Hang at 7:00 in the morning, do you think the time is right?"

"No problem." Hang Yang smiled at her, "You don't have to be so polite, you should be older than me, so just call me by my name in the future."

Chen Xu was reflexively trying to evade, but was interrupted by Lan Xinrong: "No problem, no problem, just call him casually. People of the same age should not be so reserved."

"Besides," Lan Xinrong pointed his hand upwards, "There is a heavyweight 'Teacher Hang' in his family, so don't call me stupid."

"Then..." Chen Xu finally let go of the bluntness all over his body, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Can I call you Yang Yang?"

Hang Yang smiled and nodded: "no problem."

Several people chatted casually, and after meeting in a hurry, Hang Yang hurried to Mr. Shangwen's acting class.

Lan Xinrong didn't want to go back to the company to be a bully for Hang Xiutu, so he insisted on spending a cup of tea in the Hang's villa, dragging Chen Xu to fish with him.

"Hey, what's your impression of Xiao Hang?" Lan Xinrong asked impatiently as soon as Hang Yang left.

Chen Xu hurriedly said, "Excellent! She looks good and has a personality..."

"Okay, stop, stop," Lan Xinrong called to stop on the spot, "Stop talking about such correct nonsense, do you have any, for example, worries or doubts?"

Chen Xu paused, and grabbed the cup in his hand: "Brother Lan, there really isn't one."

Lan Xinrong looked like a man, and curled his mouth: "Okay, brother Lan can't see anything, so hurry up and say it!"

"..." Chen Xu was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and finally spoke with an indescribable frustration in his voice, "Brother Lan, does Teacher Xiao Hang hate me?"

Lan Xinrong: "?"

"I-I just feel like he's been trying to talk to me all the time." Women's delicate sixth sense is really very keen. Chen Xu frowned, trying to describe it more accurately, "It feels like he doesn't want to perfunctory me, but in fact You are trying to perfunctory me as seriously as possible..."

"What a joke!" Lan Xinrong slapped his thigh, startling Chen Xu, "According to you, this kid has the same attitude towards me just now, and he hates me too?"

Chen Xu quickly waved his hands: "No, no, that's not what I meant..."

"That's right, how could anyone hate me!" Lan Xinrong slapped his thigh again, with a mysterious confidence lingering all over his body.

Chen Xu: "..." Suddenly, he didn't bother to say anything.

At this moment, Hang Yang is sitting on the delivery car and counting with his fingers: there are less than 48 hours before the start of "Getting Canopy".

He quickly shook his head, it should be: It has been less than 48 hours since Zhihua Gai was turned on!

With a "click", a drop of rainwater hit the car window, Hang Yang cast his gaze out of the window, and the sky sank quickly at some point.Hang Yang put his hands under the glass of the car, stared at the outside quietly with his big eyes, and asked in a low voice, "How's the weather the day after tomorrow?"

The driver, Xiao Chen, was very smart, and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, young master, the crew has already settled down, it will definitely be a sunny day with the sun shining!"

Hang Yang gave an "um" and didn't speak again.

In the office, Hang Xiutu suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.

It's raining.

He frowned slightly, and looked at the wall clock on the wall: it's almost time, and Hang Yang should be on his way to acting class.It rained suddenly, did Xiao Chen prepare an umbrella?

I haven't contacted him for more than ten days. I heard from Uncle Li that the exercise and recuperation are very effective, and his complexion has improved a lot... Do you still need to find time to talk to Teacher Wen face to face?

Some messy thoughts scrambled to come up, messy, but calm, and even familiar-it wasn't the first time he thought of it during the work break.

Hang Xiutu got up calmly, walked to the French window, and looked at the misty rain outside.

He suddenly took out his phone, and just as he unlocked the screen, his finger paused on it, allowing the screen to go dark again.

The sky outside the window was getting darker and darker - large swathes of black clouds were accumulating in the sky, and the rain was getting more and more lingering, as if it had no end.

Still in that familiar classroom, Wen Yuan suddenly pulled out the script from Hang Yang’s hand. The thin booklet was rolled into a paper tube, and Teacher Wen held it in his hand and knocked it one after another. He looked at Hang Yang Yang: "Since you're out of shape, don't read it."

Hang Yang pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled a little stiffly, he lowered his head: "Sorry, teacher."

"People are not wind-up machines, especially in our line of work. It's good to be more emotional and delicate." Wen Yuan walked around the table slowly and tapped his finger on the table, "So, before I don't like to study your new film with you, because I'm afraid that you will overdraw your emotions too much before the filming starts, I'm fine today, and you're about to join the group, let's chat casually."

"How about it, does Hang Xiutu play with you when you're free at home?"

It really is something to worry about.

At the moment when the words "Hang Xiutu" came into my ears, it was as if a secret string in my heart was suddenly plucked. Hang Yang was shocked, and suddenly straightened his back: "En!"

Wen Yuan shook his hand and looked over in surprise: "What's the matter? Such a big reaction?"

Hang Yang instantly realized that he had lost his composure, and hurried to make amends: "Talk... Oh yes, talk... Sorry, teacher, I'm a little nervous these days."

"Haha," Teacher Wen laughed heartily, "When I first received the protagonist, I wished I could roll all over the street, and it annoyed my mother so much that I wanted to kick me out of the house. Where are you now?"

He patted Hang Yang's head lovingly: "this child is just too good."

At noon, the "too obedient" Hang Yang jumped out of the house, counting on his fingers while walking: there are less than 44 hours before leaving the plane, excluding sleep time...

He smiled, and sighed old-fashionedly again, probably because the weather was gloomy today, and even he couldn't cheer up, and he was always listless.

The strange thing is that Xiao Chen didn't wait at the door with an umbrella today.

Hang Yang stood under the eaves and looked into the yard, and didn't even see his Panamera among the cars.

He was a little anxious, and quickly scanned around again, but he saw a familiar license plate not far away—it was a familiar Audi A8.

Boom, boom, boom——

Hang Yang could almost hear the rhythm of his heartbeat gradually accelerating. He hurried to the car door, where his steps passed, there were splashes of jubilant water, as if he was stepping on excitement with every step.

He opened the door of the car and slid in, then slammed the door shut like a thief, quietly and quickly.

Hang Yang hurriedly patted the back of the seat in the front seat: "Brother! Hurry up, hurry up, just after school, you don't know how many fans of yours there are in this academy!"

Hang Xiutu didn't answer his words immediately, but started the car "following the goodness".After a while, he glanced at the back seat, wondering if he noticed the smile in his voice: "It's not big or small."

Hang Yang didn't refute, just rested his head on Hang Xiutu's seat, and then laughed silently. He looked out of the window again: the rain didn't stop, it seemed to be bigger, but he suddenly felt that half a month, no more There is no better weather than today.

Along the way, Hang Yang propped his face with his hands, and hummed some song with an unknown tune in his mouth, and his two slender legs were dangling on the seat.The two brothers didn't talk much, and occasionally Hang Yang came up to ask a question, and Hang Xiutu answered sternly, but Hang Yang was just too happy.

It was as if there was a flower blooming quietly in his heart, and he still had to try his best to cover it, so as not to be too ostentatious.

As soon as Hang Xiutu and Hang Yang entered the door, Uncle Li quickly put down what he was doing, and greeted him with a smile: "Yo! The second young master is back! I'm going to tell Sister Zhang to add two dishes quickly..."

"Don't bother," Hang Xiutu waved his hand, "I'll go back after eating something."

The smile on the corner of Hang Yang's mouth collapsed in an instant, and he subconsciously grabbed Hang Xiutu's sleeve and shook it: "Brother, don't you live at home?"

Hang Xiutu didn't answer, but bent down, gently supported Hang Yang's goose egg-like face with his right hand, and lightly brushed his lips with his thumb: "The body shape has not changed, and the complexion has indeed improved a lot."

"Brother!" Hang Yang still clutched Hang Xiutu's small sleeve, "Then can I—"

"No, I have to recuperate at home for a full month, and I will join the group on the 15th of next month, even if I miss one day." Hang Xiutu interrupted him.His tone was not cold or harsh, but when he looked down at people like this, he seemed to carry some incredible power, so that Hang Yang couldn't even show his coquettishness, he just nodded Nuo Nuo.

"One more thing," Hang Xiutu continued, "Let me confirm again, you don't want to expose our brotherhood, do you?"

Hang Yang paused for a beat, almost nodding solemnly.

"Okay," Hang Xiutu's voice was not loud, but every word and every sentence carried a wonderful, resounding power, "Then except for the necessary people, no one will know our kinship."

Hang Yang grinned at his brother and laughed: "Yeah!"

Next to him, Uncle Li added a knife just right: "When Mr. Lan came this morning, I was still worried about why the young master had no energy. Look at it now, he is more lively than usual!"

Hang Yang slowly covered his face: "..."

Hang Xiutu turned his head slightly: "Oh?"

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and turned around to look at Hang Yang.Unexpectedly, behind him a fluffy little white ball rushed towards the stairs in a panic.

"Well, I'm going to change into my pajamas, Ma, it'll be ready soon! Brother, you eat first!" Hang Yang rushed to his room without looking back, and glanced in his brother's direction before closing the door.

As Hang Xiutu said, he did find time to come back and lie down, and left in a hurry after lunch, during which time his phone was still beeping.It's probably about to start up, he is really busy.

It's about to start up.

Hang Yang counted with his fingers again: there are less than 42 hours left.

Soon, soon.

On November 11th, Chen Xu came early in the morning. She drove a Volkswagen into the courtyard of Hang's house tremblingly, and suddenly felt that the value of her little broken car had doubled.

Before she had time to ask to change the car, she saw the "delicate and expensive" young master of the Hang family happily rushing into the back seat. He looked up and looked at herself with bright eyes: " Hmm? Won't you go?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Chen Xu suddenly felt a little embarrassed, stepped on the gas pedal, and the two went straight to the set.

The film and television city is really lively and lively 365 days a year. Hang Yang followed Chen Xu and plunged into the crowd in a daze. Looking around, he couldn't find a familiar person.Most of the surrounding staff were in a hurry, some were shouting with loudspeakers, and many actors gathered in twos and threes to chat... A bunch of people came and went, but no one paid attention to the distinguished male number two here.

Chen Xu stood with Hang Yang in the cold wind for a while in embarrassment, and then coughed lightly: "What, we came early, the director and the leading actor haven't arrived yet, why don't I go buy some drinks for Teacher Hang first?"

Hang Yang has been used to being a little transparent in his previous life, and he is much more comfortable dealing with this ignored scene than Chen Xu. He smiled and nodded: "A glass of banana milk, thank you."

The small shops near the studio were well-equipped. After a while, Chen Xu ran towards Hang Yang with hot milk: "Teacher Hang! The milk is here!"

Hang Yang was about to meet him, when a young actor passing by suddenly shook his head and turned his head sharply on the spot, which startled Hang Yang.

"Hey Wucao!" But this handsome young actor seemed to be more frightened than Hang Yang. He looked at Hang Yang's face and let out a long sigh of relief, covering his heart and almost squatting down. Slow down, "Hey, why do you call Mr. Hang when you say you're fine? You reflect on yourself, is it scary?!"

Hang Yang didn't understand: when did his surname become so scary? !

It can be seen that Chen Xu next to him is also quite upset. He stuffed the milk into Hang Yang's arms and stared at him: "How do you talk? Our artist is surnamed Hang? You care about the world and what is his family name?"

"Ah?" The young actor raised his eyebrows, stared at Hang Yang's face twice more, and spoke in a rather pure Beijing accent, "Hey, I really didn't expect that such an uncommon surname in the entertainment circle could be I'm sorry to meet the second one, brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"I thought Mr. Hang Xiutu passed by me and I didn't notice it. Look at the trouble," he scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "My name is Lu Yunzhou. It's fate for us to meet, let's get to know each other?"

"My name is Hang Yang." Hang Yang liked the straightforwardness of this man, and held his outstretched hand with a smile, "Is it convenient to say your character?"

Lu Yunzhou grinned: "What's so inconvenient about this? Let me have a supporting role. Ye Ru."

Ah this? !This familiar name!

The smile on the corner of Hang Yang's mouth became subtle in an instant: Isn't this the role he first faced? !

Lu Yunzhou was about to ask Hang Yang's character back, but at this moment, the two were attracted by the sudden movement on the left, and looked over in unison.

——A group of people rolled towards one place like a vortex, and the population density over there increased significantly. The originally slightly lazy studio seemed to be suddenly warmed up, and the atmosphere suddenly became fierce.

"This, this is?" Hang Yang's mouth twitched a little.

Lu Yunzhou sighed old-fashionedly: "Oh, the road guide or Teacher Hang is here! Newcomers like us, supporting actors, we have to hurry up and say hello to the teacher."

"So many faces, who do they remember?" Hang Yang rubbed his temples.

The corner of Lu Yunzhou's eyes raised, with a look of "young people, you don't understand", he wrapped his arms around Hang Yang's neck, obviously looking refreshing, talking like old fried dough sticks that have been over-fried, and hanging Yang will also pile up on people Riza: "Is this a question of remembering? It's a question of attitude! It looks like you are too young, I will explain to you today, remember! This is how the interpersonal relationship in the entertainment circle is, and we have a sense of ritual. foot……"

Hang Yang got a headache from his nagging, so he asked a random question to stop him: "Oh, yes, about the male number two who has just decided on this show..."

"Damn!" Lu Yunzhou interrupted him again, moved his eyebrows skillfully, and said "you know" all over his face, "others don't know, but I heard about it! It's an airborne newcomer, what is the composition of it?" Don’t you need to tell me clearly, buddy?”

This person became more and more absorbed in his talk, and couldn't stop talking: "However, we really didn't expect that such a thing would happen in Lu Dao's team, tsk tsk tsk, there is no fucking pure land in the entertainment industry... But you said that the related household is also stupid, isn't that the same as throwing yourself on the fire? Just expecting the people of the whole country to scold him?"

Hang·Relationship·Fool·Yang: "..."

Seeing that the fire in Chen Xu's eyes was about to burst out, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from a distance: "Hey! Isn't this our Hang Yang?"

Hang Yang was shocked, and instantly felt thousands of eyes staring at him, piercing himself from head to toe into a hedgehog.

Everyone looked at Hang Yang, the "newcomer", with subtle eyes, only Lu Yunzhou, a big fool, didn't realize that something was wrong. He tugged on Hang Yang's sleeve and whispered: "You are awesome! Listen to this tone, which is very similar to Lu Dao Cooked?"

The instigator, Lu Qiu, didn't care at all. He swayed over with his hands in his pockets against the eyes of the crowd. He easily patted Hang Yang on the shoulder and cleared his throat: "Let me introduce you! This one, Hang Yang , our second male number, I have appointed."

The whole set was silent for a moment, almost only the sound of the wind could be heard.

In the silence, Lu Yunzhou slowly pressed his hands on his heart, raised his back and squatted down a little bit.

Hang Yang: "..."

Hang Yang himself is not much better than Lu Yunzhou at all. He is going crazy from the nervousness of everyone's unpredictable expressions. If there is a hole at his feet, he will definitely dive into it.

However, Director Lu didn't feel embarrassed, and patted Hang Yang on the back again, like an elder introducing his own child: "This child is still young, and there is only one newcomer. Please help me a little more, and don't make things difficult for others!"

Only then did the surrounding air barely relax, and everyone came forward to shake hands with Hang Yang one after another. They didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, but at least they looked respectful and warm on face: "Good morning, Mr. Hang..."

"What's your name, Mr. Hang?" Guide Lu pointed his finger upwards, curled his lips, "Don't confuse him with that master. How about this, I'll call him Teacher Xiao Hang. It's nice to hear, Xiao Yang, what do you think?"

Xiaoshe feared that Hang Yang would not be able to stand this kind of scene at all, and the "enthusiasm" of the group of people almost scared him, his eyes became more and more empty, and he only knew "ummmmm", "okay", "thank you" and went back and forth with a bunch of people Shake hands back.Just when Hang Yang couldn't help it, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd, accompanied by "Mr. Hang" and "Mr. Hang, good morning" one after another... People consciously spread out into two sides, and Hang Xiutu slowly moved from the middle. walk out.

This is the first time that Hang Yang in this life saw him at work. He got rid of the heavy identity of "brother" and became a complete actor.

——Hang Xiutu Gunmian is fully dressed, the pure black robe is woven with gold and red crest patterns, looking from a distance, it matches the master's temperament perfectly, and it is shockingly luxurious.

Ancient costumes are really a mirror for demons—a person with a good shape and charm will look even more extraordinary when wearing them; but if the figure and temperament are not good, it will be a tragic car accident scene.

Hang Yang suddenly remembered a clip of Hang Xiutu's ancient costume that he had seen recently. In the comment area, thousands of people wrote in blood that Mr. Hang's ancient costume was semi-permanent, and the scene was quite spectacular.

It's already so crazy through the screen, if they can see it in reality...

Hang Xiutu suddenly stretched out his hand towards Hang Yang, and he had to say that the actor is worthy of being an actor, and he is easy to come by in life, looking at his demeanor, it is really the same as when the two met for the first time: as always, the stern style, polite and appropriate, but it is difficult to see the affinity: "Hang Yang, right?"

Hang Yang froze for a moment, then quickly held his hand and whispered, "Hello, Teacher Hang."

The road guide laughed, and slapped on the backs of both of them at the same time: "You two have a lot of scenes with each other, and you will get to know each other soon! The hotel rooms booked for you are also consecutive numbers. After Xiao Yang joins the group, you can go there more if you have nothing to do. It's okay to harass you, Mr. Hang, he doesn't mind it!"

Before the two brothers of the Hang family could improvise along the road guide's play, Lu Qiu seemed to suddenly think of something, and snapped his fingers at Hang Yang: "Oh yes, the crew just got a little surprise here, I bet You must be interested."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qiu turned his head and yelled towards the bamboo forest: "Old Liu! Where's little Ye Zhang? Where did you take his child?"

"Here, what are you in a hurry for?" Director Liu hurried over with a young man, "You are the only one who has a loud voice and yells every day!"

As the boy gradually approached, Hang Yang felt a thump in his heart, and suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling of strangeness, even Hang Xiutu raised his eyebrows slightly - this child is so much like Hang Yang!

Over there, Director Liu raised his head triumphantly: "How is it? You just say that you don't look like it! I was looking for young actors of the right age in a bunch of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law movies recently, and I almost saw glaucoma, so I found a treasure!"

The discussion in the crowd is also getting louder: this child has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and his complexion is as white as Hang Yang. If there is any difference, it is temperament: I don’t know if this child’s rebellious period came early. Humans are always like a hedgehog ready to explode, with those big eyes slanted, you can see the anger in your belly.

Lu Dao wanted to pat the child's head, but of course he dodged it, and even gave him a supercilious look.He laughed loudly, and said the thoughts of everyone present as if he had no long-term eyes: "Yo, this character is not as cute and cute as our big Ye Zhang."

As a result, the little guy gave him another roll of the eye.

Hang Yang approached with a smile. He squatted down and looked at the "small self" in front of him. He just wanted to hold the child's hand, but it was opened with a "snap".The boy glared at Hang Yang: "don't touch me!"

This bad temper!Hang Yang's heart beat faster and faster, and he asked warmly, "what's your name?"

The boy turned his face away, and said stiffly, "Gu Wang."

Gu!This child's surname is Gu!

Hang Yang's heart "boomed"—he knew why he was nervous.

Before he had time to confirm his worry, he heard Director Liu's voice resounding: "This is Gu Yuan, his younger brother who was on fire recently."

There was a "click" in Hang Yang's head, and a string broke.

Guide Lu didn't know this kind of relationship at all, let alone heard of such a famous person, he squinted his eyes and probed: "What? Who?"

Director Liu laughed loudly: "You haven't heard of normality. Didn't I shoot a small commercial a while ago, starring Gu Yuan."

He wanted to pat Gu Wang's fluffy head, but was dodged again: "So it's much easier to contact this kid, eh, yes, the two brothers have a bad temper."

Gu Yuan - the original owner, is also Hang Xiutu's younger brother.

Dove has occupied the magpie's nest for so long, and Hang Yang almost forgot that he is a "fake young master" who has come home in a fake way, and fate used this kind of joking way to slap him.

Really, it's like a joke.

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