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

Before Yuan Li came to dinner, her manager surrounded herself with repeated orders: "You usually have a little temper, and I don't say anything about you. Today, Mr. Hang is here, and I don't ask you to behave well, at least be decent, understand?" ?”

"Especially, not only respect Mr. Hang, but his brother..."

Yuan Li rolled her eyes: "His younger brother, his younger brother, Sister Lou, how many times have you said Mr. Hang's younger brother in the past two days? Can you count it yourself?"

"Why do you think you are qualified to sit at the same table with Hang Xiutu?" The manager's eyes were already a little angry, "Isn't it because of his brother's face!"

Yuan Li is not very old, and has been going smoothly since entering the entertainment circle. In the past two days, she was already getting calloused by her manager. Who knew that Sister Lou's tone became more and more serious, and her petty temper suddenly came up: "This Doesn’t Hang Yang just have a good brother? He’s not his own! I’ve acted in one play after another, and it’s not easy to get the play directed by Tao. Sister Lou, you know that! What about him? Cooperation, now you can easily upgrade Tao Dao's male number one, why?"

Sister Lou was tempered by her and lost her temper at all: "The entertainment industry is not a place where you can become a god and prove the way through slow and steady efforts. Let's talk about yourself, how old are you? How many plays have you acted in? How did you get to this position? Are all the female stars who are in the same period as you not as good as you, not as good-looking as you? That's because the company has fallen in love with you and is willing to give you resources!"

"You yourself are the beneficiary of 'chance', and you have the nerve to despise others here."

"Sister Lou!" Yuan Li was poked at the sore spot by her, but she still refused to give in, and murmured softly, "Anyway, I just don't like related households..."

"All right, all right, I don't have the ability to force you to like someone, just correct your attitude." Sister Lou rubbed her forehead wearily, "If it's still like this at the dinner table later, I'll peel your hair off when I come back." Skin!"

But the world is always a subtle thing. When I really saw Hang Yang for the first time, everything was different.

The first person to enter the private room was his handsome brother Hang Xiutu. It was probably due to the temperament accumulated in this actor for many years. He didn't need the manager's advice at all. Yuan Li stood up reflexively and lowered his head cautiously.

Then, a slender figure who was a head shorter than him came out from behind. Yuan Li had seen his photo before, and also saw a few stills from the Internet, but it was not as shocking as the person himself appearing in front of him—that was a kind of Completely different from his elder brother's beauty, incomparably smart and beautiful.

Yuan Li was stunned for a moment, so that she was a little dazed when she was pushed forward by Sister Lou.

"Hello, Teacher Xiaohang..."

When he heard his n*f's greeting, he was still a little helpless, smiled and lowered his head: "Hello, Teacher Yuan."

He smiled so beautifully, like the first ray of spring breeze that broke through the severe cold—Yuan Li instantly understood why Tao Dao fell in love with Hang Yang, just as he had just talked to him for a few words and then decided to fall in love with him.

And she seemed to be subtly influenced by Xia Shu in "Meng Xia". When she saw Meng Jian for the first time on an insignificant occasion, her heart speeded up for a second at a moment when no one knew.

Probably because of the constant attention, Hang Xiutu is particularly sensitive to sight. After a dinner party, he noticed that Yuan Li's gaze often stayed on Hang Yang for a while longer.

"Xiutu? Xiutu!" Lan Xinrong whispered into Hang Xiutu's ear, "What's the matter with you, old fierce Baba looked at the little girl, you scared the child so much that he didn't even eat two bites of food."

"I... fierce?" Hang Xiutu narrowed his eyes, and threw the napkin in his hand on the dinner plate casually.

"Okay, okay, you are not fierce, are you a Bodhisattva?" Lan Xinrong said with a bitter face, "To be honest, most of the people at this table today have to look up at your breath and look at your face. You eat here without saying a word, even if I jump into a monkey, I can't liven up the atmosphere!"

The social animal sighed deeply: "Ancestor, what is wrong with you today? Just open your mouth and say something casually, okay?"

Hang Xiutu was silent for a few seconds, then straightened up, obviously wanting to say something.

Others at the dining table quickly put down their chopsticks and performed a full "all ears" gesture.

"Eat," Hang Xiutu waved his hand lightly, "We are all our own people, please order as you please, I will say something casually, you can just listen while you eat."

That's what he said, how can anyone dare to really move their chopsticks?

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Hang Yang picked up a shrimp slip from the soup bowl in Hang Xiutu's hand, with a bright smile: "Brother, if you don't eat it, it will be cold, can I help you?"

"Well, eat more," Hang Xiutu nodded, with a natural tone, "It was originally served for you."

hiss--

Everyone else at the table was shocked: Is this Teacher Hang Xiu Tuhang?That frosty noble son?

"Okay, thank you brother!" Hang Yang was about to speak, when he glanced around from the corner of the eye, he stopped, "Everyone... have you finished eating?"

Seeing that the precious lump on the tip of Hang Xiutu's heart had spoken, the few remaining people also went down the donkey and moved their chopsticks one after another.

Hang Xiutu said lightly: "The reason for calling everyone to have a light meal is clear even after thinking about it."

"Gao Han," he turned to Ning Gaohan, "do a good job of connecting information with Xinrong, and you have to worry about Hang Yang's work in the future."

Ning Gaohan wore a pair of glasses. He had a handsome face and was a bit bookish, but he could see that he was calm and capable in his gestures. He nodded: "Mr. Hang, you are welcome. This is my job. I dare not promise anything else. It is inevitable to do my best. of."

"Miss Yuan." Hang Xiutu turned to Yuan Li, and the little girl panicked and wanted to stand up reflexively.

"Sit down, don't be nervous," Hang Xiutu stretched out his hand to signal, "This is Hang Yang's first time acting as a male lead, and the first time he's singled out the leading role. Please bear with me if there are any inconsiderations."

"Yeah!" Yuan Li didn't know how to say polite words, she lowered her head a little nervously, her ears were a little reddish, and stammered, "Xiao, Mr. Xiaohang is an easy-going person at first sight."

Hang Yang was suddenly praised, and he froze for a moment.

Next to him, Hang Xiutu's eyebrows moved slightly, and there seemed to be some emotions in his eyes. He naturally put his hand on the top of Hang Yang's head and rubbed it: "Well, he is really good-tempered. You two need to communicate more."

"Brother!" Hang Yang gave him a sneaky look and whispered, "It's not at home!"

The atmosphere in the not-so-large private room is quite subtle: say nervous, and everyone has a smile on their faces; say relaxed, and always feel that something is not quite right.

That's why Lan Xinrong was heartless, and leaned closer: "It's ok, the Best Actor of Hangzhou University, you can still speak a few words when it's critical!"

Hang Xiutu turned his head and glanced at him indifferently, the guy shut his mouth quickly and ate his food with a sullen head.

Hang Yang doesn't like toasting and drinking, and Hang Xiutu has no interest in the wine table culture. After a meal, there is no trace of a drop of wine on the table—it's just a simple meal, and it's gone after eating.

On the way back, Hang Yang sat in the co-pilot, holding his face, staring at Hang Xiutu's perfect profile: "Brother, don't you like Yuan Li?"

Hang Xiutu looked at the road, and said in a casual voice, "Why do you ask that?"

"I can't say it," Hang Yang rested his chin on his hands, "Well, it's just the feeling."

"I just don't like it," Hang Xiutu said lightly, "To me, it's just an ordinary colleague, or subordinate."

"Oh..." Hang Yang nodded, didn't speak again, and the car fell into silence.

After a while, Hang Xiutu suddenly spoke, his voice a little indescribably cold: "Why, do you have nothing else to talk about except that girl?"

Hang Yang: "??? Brother, you are definitely a little weird today!"

Hang Xiutu remained silent, the car slowly drove into the Hang's villa, he slammed on the brakes: "Get out of the car."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Hang Yang hugged Hang Xiutu's hand that was about to unbuckle his seat belt, and he seemed to not let go until he got an answer, his voice was a little coquettish, "I have something to say, Brother, you always look at me like this, which makes me flustered."

Hang Xiutu looked at him, and it was night now, and there were only a few not-so-bright street lamps in the Hang family villa around. Under the dim light, it seemed that his light brown eyes were three points darker, showing a bit of delusion-like loveliness , Hang Yang froze for a few seconds, just as he wanted to lower his head in reflex, Hang Xiutu suddenly pushed him up, and the other slender arm easily crossed Hang Yang's slender body, "covering" him under him.

"Brother!" If it wasn't for being pressed tightly on the seat, Hang Yang would probably jump up in shock.

——Unexpectedly, with a soft "click", the seat belt on his side was undone.

Hang Yang raised his face cautiously like a cat: "...Brother?"

"What are you panicking about?" Hang Xiutu straightened up slowly, with a hint of a smile in his voice.

It's already spring, and unlike autumn and winter, the clothes on the two of them are not too heavy, and the moment their bodies overlap, they can almost feel each other's heartbeat through the cloth.

Hang Xiutu's low voice continued to sound in the small space. He gently pressed Hang Yang's left chest with his hand, and felt the body under his palm tremble slightly, and the smile in his voice became heavier: "The heart beats so fast."

Hang Yang had long forgotten what he wanted to ask him just now, and there seemed to be a circle of little stars dancing in different ways in front of him, the hand behind his back frantically touched the handle on the car door, opened the door and jumped down as if to escape, Only then did Hang Xiutu take off his seat belt slowly, and calmly got out of the car.

"Hey," Uncle Li walked over to meet his two young masters, took the car keys in Hang Xiutu's hand, and smiled kindly, "Young master is in such a hurry?"

Hang Yang opened his mouth slightly, and didn't know what to say for a moment, but he was stunned. He turned his head and glanced cautiously. As soon as he saw the corner of Hang Xiutu's clothes, he quickly turned his face away and said vaguely, "My brother provoked me again." ", and ran up the stairs as if fleeing.

Uncle Li looked at the corners of Hang Xiutu's lips with a smile, and couldn't help but laugh a little: "Second Young Master, if Madam is at home now, you will have to be scolded again."

Hang Xiutu looked at Xiaotuanzi who slid into the room with a "snap" and felt unspeakably cute, and almost blurted out the sentence "It's worth it".

"Sister Zhang, please prepare a cup of hot milk, the banana milk he likes will do," Hang Xiutu walked towards the stairs, "deliver it up as soon as possible."

"Okay." Uncle Li looked at his back with a smile, thinking in his heart: After such a big incident, the relationship between the two brothers is getting better and better. As the old housekeeper who has worked in the Hang family for decades , he is naturally happy.

If only it could go on like this for a long time.

In the next two weeks, my father and elder brother will go abroad one after another, and my mother will be too busy to take care of the domestic work, so the "family travel" matter will be in vain. Take it for granted.

After entering May, Hang Xiutu became busy preparing for a new variety show, and began to stay away from home all day.

Speaking of it, Director Tao is no less demanding on details than Director Lu. Obviously, there are still scenes in "Meng Xia" in the later stage of "Meng Xia" that will be filmed in two famous universities in City W, but he dislikes that there is no high school campus in City W that meets his ideals. , insisted on dragging a whole crew to City X to shoot for more than two months.

A sense of distance - this is a good recipe to double the ferment of missing.

In mid-May, Hang Yang officially entered the group.

Although time is rushing, it is more stable and orderly, and the cycle of parting and reunion is no longer so unbearable.

On the morning of leaving for City X, Hang Xiutu was not at home. Although he had bid farewell in advance, Hang Yang still squatted in front of the glass in his living room early in the morning with some unspeakable expectations.But when he was about to leave, he still didn't see anyone, so he could only hug and bid farewell to his mother.

He quietly sprayed a cloud of water on the glass, and wrote "Brother Smelly" quite naively. After finishing writing, he felt ashamed of himself, and wiped it off in a hurry while no one was paying attention.

On the way Chen Xu took Hang Yang to the station, she sighed on the left and babbled on the right: "It can be regarded as a job."

"What?" Hang Yang glanced back with half-closed eyes, and asked absent-mindedly, "Is it uncomfortable to take a vacation at home?"

"No, no," Chen Xu quickly denied, "That's right. I was a little panicked. Not only did I, I not be able to help when such a big incident happened before, I even saw the news on the hot search that night. Teacher Xiaohang I also don’t take commercials, variety shows, these messy things, and I don’t have any announcements to run after it’s finished…”

She quietly raised her head and glanced at Hang Yang: "After thinking about it, I feel that I am really useless, and my conscience hurts a little when I receive my salary every month."

Hang Yang laughed: "But you have to keep spinning as soon as we start work, how hard it is."

"Besides," he moved closer to Chen Xu, and whispered like a thief, "Anyway, it's my brother who pays you, not me, so it's a little bit more."

As soon as Chen Xu heard this, he knew that the relationship between the two brothers was not affected by the issue of blood relationship. The stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he smiled and nodded repeatedly: "You are really a good brother in this generation."

The two exchanged a few words, and Chen Xu talked about the new drama: "I think the scale of this drama is not big, and the contract signed is only a three-month shooting cycle."

three months...

Hang Yang said "um", and unconsciously looked back at the villa where his family had gone away.

Three months later, I finished filming by myself, and my brother probably finished the work at hand, so he took over the play and joined the group.

Hang Yang felt a little indescribable feeling in his heart, and his mind was in a mess: After I leave, will he stay at home forever?How often do you want to talk to him on the phone?It's my birthday at the beginning of next month, will he...will come to visit the class?

The small car, full of thoughts, drove silently towards the direction farther and farther away from the person Hang Yang missed.

The filming location of "Meng Xia" is a pretty good high school in City X, and the crew got permission to shoot without affecting the school's teaching.The filming scenes of this drama are not complicated, and the production cost is not high, and naturally it is not as grand as when it was filming "The Canopy".

Hang Yang got out of the car, looking at the youthful campus in front of him, feeling a little indescribable, who knew that an "acquaintance" behind him happened to pass by him.

——As the saying goes, it’s not that friends don’t get together, Gu Yuan glanced at Hang Yang lightly, sneered, and entered the campus without saying hello.

Hang Yang: "..."

Fist hardened.

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