Host, You're Targeted

After nearly half a year of shooting, Jin Shu finally ushered in the killing drama of the two male protagonists.

started a month ago, supporting the team to go on the run away from the group. At that time, Xu asked them when they left, holding the director's flowers and tears, and quietly told Xu Nianyuan what he said, why make complaints about the ending of the work but not even happy.

At that time, Xu nianyuan pinched him on the waist and asked him whether he understood the feelings between people.

At first, Xu Wenyao was just joking, but when he saw that Xu nianyuan was angry and resentful of iron and steel, he had to come over to say nice words and try to coax him.

"I just want to know that our relationship is real! When I think about the killing of Qing Dynasty, we get together more and more. I don't want to leave this crew! Brother

Xu nianyuan was amused by Xu Wenyao's insincere remark and photographed the script on his face, which boasted that it would cost him millions.

"Stop talking and recite your lines."

Now that he has finished filming, Xu Wenyao really feels the atmosphere of parting, which can be regarded as a feeling of parting.

To be honest, as an "old" character who has been on the road for ten years and almost once a year, Xu Wenyao can say without hesitation that he has killed more albums than Xu nianyuan.

Xu nianyuan stood at the door of the dressing room with a bunch of flowers, and finally found Xu Wenyao who did not know when to hide.

Looking at the figure shrinking on the sofa and covering his face with his coat, Xu nianyuan suddenly felt a sandwich chocolate in his heart.

The sandwich chocolate falls into the sea of hearts melted by the light of Xu Wenyao, the light of the little sun. The outer layer of chocolate melts slowly with the sinking depth, and the sweet sugar inside flows out and mixes with the bitter chocolate, which makes people feel both sweet and bitter.

is obviously a person who secretly make complaints about others a month ago.

It's obviously Xie Qin, who just watched him take the flowers from the director's hand, but also laughed and wiped his tears secretly.

Now you're crying under your clothes?

Xu nianyuan gave a low smile and waved to Sun Zhen behind him, indicating that Sun Zhen was waiting at the door. By the way, he told Xiang Nian that he had found Xu Wenyao.

After so many years of tacit understanding, Sun Zhen could understand Xu nianyuan's meaning with only one look in his eyes. He clearly nodded his head and watched Xu nianyuan walk into the dressing room and help him with the door.

After hearing the movement of locking the door, the figure on the sofa moved and turned over, as if his face was facing the inside of the sofa.

Xu nianyuan put the flowers on the dressing table, went to Xu Wenyao, squeezed his legs and sat down on the sofa.

"Whose child is this hiding here crying?" Xu nianyuan reached out to pull Xu's coat on his face and asked, "is it my child?"

He pulled off his coat on purpose. As expected, Xu Wenyao made great efforts to block it. However, because the force exerted by the two people was not the same, which could not balance the force, Xu Wenyao pulled the coat to his face, revealing his red lips bitten by himself.

"Poof."

Xu asked Yao did not expect that the clothes were actually pulled up by themselves, because the sad and dull brain has not yet begun to dominate the body to move.

Xu nianyuan, who was sitting next to him, gave a smile and helped him pull his coat off and cover it again.

Xu asked Yao Leng on the sofa and leaned on the sofa again.

"Talking to you!" Xu nianyuan leaned over his coat and patted Xu's head. "Is it my little child hiding here crying?"

The man in his coat sucked his nose and cried for a long time.

However, Xu nianyuan refused to give up, "well, what? Is it my child? "

"Yes As soon as Xu Wenyao opened his mouth, his nasal voice became more obvious. His voice, which was totally different from his usual laughing cavity, was still a bit like coquetry in his ears. "It's your little boy..."

After answering this sentence, it suddenly became quiet outside. Within a few seconds, Xu Wenyao felt that Xu nianyuan's voice seemed to be coming from his ears.

It's the kind of voice he likes.

"My little child, what are you crying about here?"

Trapped in the dark by his coat, Xu Wenyao suddenly held his breath and belched.

This hiccup is really too unfortunate, Xu Wenyao immediately reached out to cover his mouth, and his face under his coat gradually turned red.

Xu nianyuan, who pressed on him, still refused to let him go, "what are you crying for? Don't you say it won't be sad? Didn't you kill more albums than I did? Children, if you feel uncomfortable, you should tell your brother in time

Xu Wenyao still shrinks in his coat. When the weight on his body is finally removed, he suddenly opens his coat and sits up to see Xu nianyuan.

"This play is really of great significance to me!"

Xu Wenyao stares at Xu nianyuan with red eyes. This play is the first play that he really shot. Although it is just a strategy game, it really gives him a taste of being a hero.Unknowingly, Xu nianyuan, a strategic strategist, looked at his red eyes and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears gently. A gentle smile broke out on his lips.

"Well, I know."