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

"Hang Yang, Hang Yang?" Hang Xiutu was very close to him, he gently twisted Hang Yang's collar, his slender eyelashes drooped, and whispered in a low voice that only two people could hear, "Why is your complexion so bad?" ?”

Hang Yang was shuddered by the magnetic voice, he forced a little cramped smile, and whispered back: "Brother, I'm fine."

Fortunately, most of the other people's eyes were attracted by the young boy in front of them, and they didn't notice the short back and forth between these two sentences.

In the crowd, some small noises continued to drill into Hang Yang's mind:

"It's really like... But it's not because of such a coincidence, you can't choose a kid with no hair to be the male second..."

"Mr. Hang is willing to play with this man?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, how can there be so many people with the surname Hang, maybe they are..."

"Hey, this, I don't dare to say such nonsense."

Some people seem to be very curious about these two people with similar faces:

"Isn't this too similar?"

"Are they really not relatives?"

"..."

What's strange is that as soon as speculations such as "relatives" and "blood relationship" came out, this surly child seemed to have been insulted so much, his face twisted, and he shouted loudly, "I don't know him!"

Hang Yang clenched his teeth tightly and let out a slight "creak": This unlovable little guy...

He stared at the child in front of him, and countless messy thoughts kept drilling into his mind: The exposure of the protagonist's identity in the original plot is the most refreshing point of this article. It should be in the middle and late stages of the plot, at least two years later... ...Why did I meet Yuanshen's own brother here!

Was it caused by his desperate efforts to win this role? !

How many variables will Gu Wang appear here now?

Two such similar faces are in the same crew, put together every day, will Hang Xiutu...will notice the clue?

Hang Yang suddenly trembled uncontrollably:

If, if he knew the truth about blood, what would he think of himself?Will he announce it?

Am I...will I be homeless again?

"Hang Yang? Hang Yang!" Hang Xiutu noticed Hang Yang's slightly trembling thin body, and called him in a low voice, but received no response.

From Hang Xiutu's point of view, you can see half of Hang Yang's face—terribly pale, the last time he saw Hang Yang's face was when he hospitalized his younger brother with anger.

Hang Yang bit his pale lower lip tightly, without saying a word, as if he had been trapped in an unknown nightmare.

Hang Xiutu's eyebrows pressed down slightly, and his face became more and more serious.

He glanced around and waved to the assistant behind him.

The young assistant with a baby face hurried forward: "Teacher Hang?"

"Do you know Hang Yang's assistant?" Hang Xiutu asked in a low voice, "I found her right away, and said to take someone to change costumes."

"If there is something wrong with Hang Yang's health," Hang Xiutu frowned, "tell her to ignore everything and send her to the hospital immediately."

"Yes! Teacher Hang." The round-faced assistant nodded quickly and ran away in a hurry.

But in 2 minutes, Chen Xu squeezed out of the crowd with sweat on his forehead, kept "I'm sorry" and "I'm sorry", and ran to Hang Yang's side.

Chen Xu looked at Hang Yang's face, and the sweat on her temples oozed faster. She hurriedly said to the road guide: "The makeup teacher is urging, I will take Teacher Xiao Hang there first."

"Okay, okay," Lu Dao smiled and nodded, "Look at his white lips, did he have hypoglycemia since he didn't eat in the morning? Little girl, take good care of your teacher."

Chen Xu nodded quickly, said a few polite words, and quickly supported Hang Yang to go down.

"What's the matter?!" Chen Xu randomly found a place with few people, and pulled off Hang Yang's neckline to see that it was drenched with sweat.

"No, no, no!" Chen Xu hurriedly took out his mobile phone, his face flushed red with anxiety, "Teacher Hang, wait a moment, I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

Hang Yang was as weak as if he had just been dragged out of the water. He lifted his heavy eyelids and put his hands on Chen Xu's wrists, as if he couldn't use his strength: "No, no...it's just that I didn't sleep well last night. , just hypoglycemia..."

"Hypoglycemia because of poor sleep? After practicing for half a month, why is his body still as weak as a piece of paper? What does Lin Huai do for food?" The familiar voice suddenly hit Hang Yang's dizzy mind, which could be heard faintly Get angry.

Hang Yang woke up a lot at once, raised his hand and grabbed the sleeve of the visitor: "Brother, I'm fine, I'm really fine...Let, let me squint for a while——"

"Don't talk, go to sleep." Hang Xiutu interrupted him.

Hang Yang could feel a slender hand slowly caressing his forehead, then lightly lifted the collar along the side cheeks and neck, and finally rested on the back of the neck where there were still a few wisps of sweat.His palm was very hot, and Hang Yang suddenly remembered the hand he held himself in when he was ill half a month ago.

Hang Yang rested his hands on Hang Xiutu's shoulders. He didn't speak, but breathed tremblingly in his arms.

He suddenly felt light under his feet, and the already foggy world seemed to turn around twice suddenly. It took him a while to realize that he was lying in Hang Xiutu's arms after being dizzy.

"Hang, Teacher Hang!" Hearing Chen Xu's voice, Hang Yang heard that the little girl was also in bad luck. She had to deal with such a mess on the first day of the official change of guard, only to hear her stop in a panic, "If this How can I tell if I was seen by others, or I should help Mr. Xiao Hang over..."

"Okay, you go to Lu Qiu, and it's enough to tell him why the two leading actors suddenly disappeared, and don't worry about the rest. He doesn't have a fever, it should be just hypoglycemia, I'll take him to my dressing room. "

Hang Yang pressed against Hang Xiutu's solid chest. He could feel the deep resonance, heartbeat and temperature in Hang Xiutu's chest every time he spoke. He subconsciously tightened a small piece of fabric on his brother's chest, and put his face into Hang Xiutu's arms. Bury it tighter.

Hang Xiutu was already much taller than Hang Yang. He was dressed in a costume and a toga with big sleeves, which almost covered Hang Yang's little one. Passers-by could only see Mr. Hang hurrying towards him with something in his arms. Catch yourself in the rest room.

Hang Yang was placed on the small sofa in a daze. As soon as his body touched the slightly cold fabric, he curled up into a ball reflexively, and was firmly opened by a pair of strong hands involuntarily.

Hang Yang closed his eyes, took that hand and rubbed it against his face: "Brother, let me sleep by myself, okay..."

"No," the voice was still low and calm, "Hang Yang, be obedient, get up and drink the sugar water before going to sleep."

Hang Yang's mind was not very clear, but he still subconsciously listened to what the person in front of him said, so he obediently opened his watery eyes, and drank the succulently sweet sugar water handed to him in one gulp.

Hang Xiutu breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up with the cup, but Hang Yang grabbed his sleeve.

The younger brother's eyes were a little red, and he looked innocent and pitiful. When he was sick, he was always clingy, and his demeanor... seemed indescribably similar to a kitten he had raised.

"Brother, will you not want me?"

Hang Xiutu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Hang Yang stubbornly refused to let go, and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes: "Brother, tell me!"

Hang Xiutu sighed, feeling that he had never encountered such a difficult ancestor in his 20 years of life: "No, let's do it."

He "took off" Hang Yang's hand from his sleeve, took a small blanket to wrap Hang Yang up, and put it tightly on the sofa: "Don't worry about anything, just sleep well, Someone will call you before the incense burns at noon."

Hang Yang whispered "um", and then he closed his eyes contentedly, his long eyelashes drooped, and the lying silkworm under his eyes reflected a beautiful silhouette, the whole person was incredibly delicate and well-behaved.

Hang Xiutu looked at his sleeping face, sighed softly, and turned to the assistant huddled in the corner: "Tang Yi, what are you doing standing so far away? Go and invite my personal makeup artist over."

"Come on!" Tang Yi hurried out of the room.

Hang Yang's consciousness was drowsy, he said he was asleep, he seemed to be able to catch the movement in his ears; but if he was awake, his eyelids were too heavy to lift, and his consciousness was chaotic, as if he couldn't see A sea without waves.

Until he felt a hand shaking gently on his back.

As soon as Hang Yang opened his eyes, he saw Chen Xu's flustered face: "Mr. Xiao Hang? How do you feel?"

"No problem," Hang Yang held his still a little drowsy head, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

A stone fell to the ground in Chen Xu's heart: Alright!Consciousness is awake!

"It's time to burn incense, right? I'll..." Hang Yang raised his head and was slightly taken aback when he saw himself in the mirror with all makeup and hair done.

"Oh, Teacher Hang just invited his personal makeup artist to do the painting." Chen Xu said with a smile, "Don't worry, Teacher Xiao Hang, it didn't take much time, you can go straight there after changing your clothes."

Hang Yang was half a beat slow before nodding.

As soon as he went out, Hang Yang was almost dazzled by the high hanging sun. Sure enough, as Xiao Chen said, today is a bright and sunny day.

Shangxiang was arranged in a small courtyard, and the actors and staff were crowded together. Chen Xu pulled Hang Yang and squeezed it in, and kept saying, "Give way, please, we have to make way." Go to the front..."

But I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Many people glanced at Hang Yang, as if they couldn’t hear the words, and turned their heads without saying a word, standing firmly as if they had roots under their feet.

Going back and forth, a fool can detect something is wrong.

Chen Xu was sweating profusely in the crowd. Just when she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to curse, the crowd suddenly parted to both sides, quickly leaving a way.

The two were stunned, and when they turned around, they saw - Hang Xiutu was walking towards this side.

Dressed in black, he walked over from a distance, as if he really didn't know Hang Yang well, the two only had a brief encounter, and Hang Xiutu walked past him expressionlessly.

"Mr. Xiao Hang?" Chen Xu gently tugged at Hang Yang's clothes.

The two followed Hang Xiutu through the crowd and walked to the front row.

At the front, Director Liu and his team are already waiting, but there are still some discordant noises in the crowd behind: "airborne", "playing big names" and even "this kid came out to buy it"...

Hang Yang clenched his hands tightly, he couldn't help it, and was about to turn around——

"Don't look back," Hang Xiutu's voice suddenly rang in his ears, "Don't worry about it."

"You have already stood in this position, no matter how many tongues are chattering behind you, this position is yours, you just need to stand firmly."

"Look ahead, don't look back."

Hang Yang finally got the incense handed by the staff, and stood firm in front of the incense table: beside him are Lu Qiu and other industry leaders, right in front of him, only one body away from Hang Xiutu.

There was an element of luck in the process of obtaining the position under his feet-this cannot be refuted, but it is by no means shameful.

He, Hang Yang, should stand here upright, with his head held high.

Besides... Gu Wang's face flashed in Hang Yang's mind, and he clenched his teeth again: he must seize this opportunity, even if he loses the home he just got in the near future, he must be able to live in the future. Capital based in the industry - in this life, he must live with dignity.

Hang Yang held up the three sticks of incense, silently said "look at the front", followed Hang Xiutu and bowed down solemnly.

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