Chapter 83:
At the end of the birthday party, Qiao Yu followed Ji Weitong to the backstage to meet the various celebrities who came tonight, and greeted her. Ji Weitong organized everyone to have a dinner together.
Qiao Yu pulled him aside, "I'm leaving first."
Ji Weitong paused, "Are you going now?"
"Well, there will be a show tomorrow morning." Four in the morning to be exact, she now spends three hours rushing back home, and she will start putting on makeup after sleeping in the nanny car for two hours.
"Going to the airport now?" Ji Weitong frowned. He didn't know that he would still be filming the next morning. If he knew that Qiao Yu would fly over to celebrate his birthday the next morning when he still had work, he would definitely not let him come.
Qiao Yu snorted, "There is no direct flight, I have to take a plane to Pingcheng and then transfer to Huaining."
Ji Weitong picked up his coat from the sofa and was about to go out, "I'll take it off for you."
"No, Brother Hang is waiting for me outside." She took his arm, "Take care of the guests."
"goodbye."
The Fortune Party, who lives on Weibo, celebrates the New Year today.
The most searched #jiweitong birthday party# is followed by the entries of #qiaoyugiving jiweitongqingsheng# and #銀行#, when passers-by still lament the friendship of the gods, the fast-handed encounters the girl early. He wrote a 3,000-word analysis and circulated it in Chaohua.
You carefully taste Ji Weitong and turn around to see the happy expression on the ends of his hair after Qiao Yu, dare you say that this is not love?
Today is also a day to shed tears for the fairy love that happened.
The only fans of Qiao Yu and Ji Weitong are really worried.
Since the broadcast of "Linear Sniper", the chance CP has been on a tear, and recently even managed to squeeze out the first place on the Weibo Super Talk CP list with an absolute advantage.
It's not that he delayed changing the cp of the drama, but how did he get so many cp fans just by participating in a show?
Wei Fanchou's hair fell out.
Ye Xiguang saw the hot search after returning to the dormitory.
The man took the last flight all the way to celebrate another man's birthday. He saw the young man in the video quietly walk onto the stage, blindfolded by the other person's eyes.
He saw people saying he and that person were best friends, and some even thought it was love between them.
But they didn't know that the boy once held a birthday cake and sang a birthday song for him one evening, urging him to make a wish.
This is a memory he will treasure for a lifetime. Although no one will know, and no one will believe it. After all, how could an ordinary person like him have an intersection with the sun in the sky.
On the 25th, Qiao Yu participated in the third test of the first film, and dozens of media were dispatched to block the school gate to follow the live filming.
There are many art candidates at the school gate, but their cameras only follow Qiao Yu. Compared with those little-known art candidates, Qiao Yu is the guarantee of their sales and click-through rate.
Unlike other art candidates who were accompanied by their parents, Qiao Yu was only accompanied by agents and assistants, but even if she was fully armed, she instantly attracted the attention of those around her.
"Look, look! It's Qiao Yu!"
"Look at Qiao Yu! He really applied for the first film!"
"Oh, don't look at it, people will definitely be able to pass the test, so let's focus on yourself first."
The crowd exploded at once, and almost everyone's eyes followed his footsteps until Qiao Yu entered the examination room.
When most of the candidates were still apprehensive about their grades and were still looking forward to the entertainment industry, Qiao Yu had already had a bright star career, which was really enviable.
Sister Xia Xia was still asking if she wanted to go to the toilet, but Qiao Yu refused with a smile. She is really not nervous at all. Although she usually spends less time in class, she spends a lot of time in practice. The examiners in the examination room have seen each other on various occasions, so now she is more looking forward to it.
No one would think that Qiao Yu could not pass the exam, even these unselfish examiners. Their expectations for Qiao Yu were high, and Qiao Yu also responded to them in perfect condition.
When he came out again, Qiao Yu was still looking like a light cloud and wind. He walked in front of them and took the hat from Brother Hang's hand, "Let's go."
Sister Xia Xia couldn't hold her breath anymore, and quickly asked in a low voice, "How is it?"
Only then did Qiao Yu smile and make an OK gesture.
On the day Fang Qiubai came to visit the class, there was an intimate scene between Qiao Yu and Fang Baiqing.
Qiao Yu was wearing a costume showing his beautiful collarbone, and was sitting in a chair reading the script, when he saw him coming, he smiled and got up to say hello.
Fang Qiubai looked at her with a smile, "I ordered some coffee to see if there is anything I want to drink?"
His assistant showed her the list at the right time. There were so many white receipts that people were dazzled. Each one ordered more than ten cups, which was always a treat for the entire crew.
Fang Qiubai saw her hesitation, and simply said, "Have a cup of each and taste."
Qiao Yu shook his head and pointed to the second line, "It's too wasteful, let's have a black tea latte."
Fang Baiqing came over at this time, only glanced at his nephew and set his eyes on Qiao Yu, "Xiao Yu, let's have a play first."
Fang Qiubai didn't mind his neglect, still looking like a spring breeze, "Uncle, would you like something to drink?"
"No need." Fang Baiqing shook his cup of medlar and chrysanthemum tea.
Fang Qiubai looked at him with a smile, "Did Uncle start to maintain health so soon?"
Fang Baiqing glanced at his nephew lightly, "You're almost there too."
"I think I'm still far from fifty." Fang Qiubai was still calm, but he gave Qiao Yu a special look at the end, "Does Xiao Yu think I'm old?"
Qiao Yuzheng took the black tea latte from his assistant, and when he heard this, he looked at Fang Qiubai and chuckled, "I always feel that Brother Qiubai is not yet twenty-five."
This is really not a compliment. Fang Qiubai and Fang Baiqing seem to have inherited the gene of immortality. Qiao Yu often feels that his temperament is not like a businessman, but more like a young professor of literature.
Fang Baiqing laughed, "You don't need to maintain his self-esteem for Xiaoyu, he is fifteen years older than you, so it's just right to be called uncle."
Fang Qiubai raised his eyebrows, "When Xiaoyu calls me uncle, you will become a grandfather."
Fang Baiqing: "I don't care."
Yes, it doesn't matter to him, the so-called is Fang Qiubai.
But what Fang Qiubai cared about was not the age of thirty-two, but the fifteen-year difference between him and Qiao Yu.
Fang Qiubai has been the little guy at the top of the pyramid since he was born. When he was young, he could play more than anyone else. Just took my heart.
He always felt that he was just self-cultivation, but when facing Qiao Yu, he had to admit that he was really not so young.
Qiao Yu and Fang Baiqing started filming after a while, and the director asked Fang Qiubai if he wanted to wait outside before the organizers cleared the scene.
Fang Qiubai frowned, "Is the scale very large?"
The director shook his head, "It's not big, it mainly focuses on artistic conception, it's all posing." But this scene has a very intense kiss scene, but Qiao Yu is still underage, and his fan base is really hard for him to show For the first kiss on the screen, the director finally decided to borrow the position.
"Then here it is."
But soon Fang Qiubai regretted it, and he couldn't stand it any longer.
Intimacy scenes that focus on artistic conception are also indispensable for physical contact, not to mention kiss scenes. In order to ensure the authenticity, although Fang Baiqing did not kiss Qiao Yu's lips, he always lingered on the corners of her lips and cheeks, and the ambiguous atmosphere of love and desire permeated the whole room.
The movements of the two people are not too hot, and even the clothes are still on their bodies, but it is inexplicable and mouth-watering.
Fang Qiubai sat on Qiao Yu's chair, pulled a piece of paper and wound it into a rope, his index finger hooked on two sections and slowly pulled it.
At the moment when the paper rope broke, the director called to stop. Qiao Yu also let go of the hand hanging on Fang Baiqing's neck, and the two of them came out of the play, and soon their expressions were normal.
Fang Qiubai's voice became colder: "Is this what you mean by a small scale?"
The director is very confident: "It's not really big, it's just a small fight compared to many films, and it definitely passed the trial."
Fang Qiubai's tone became more serious: "Xiaoyu is still a minor, isn't this scale too much?"
"Xiaoyu is not the same as those traffic. He is an actor." The director insisted very much, "This is a dedication to art. Besides, this film must be released after Xiaoyu is an adult. If it's a big deal, it will be made up later."
Fang Qiubai didn't say anything anymore. He saw Fang Baiqing talking to Qiao Yu not far away, and Qiao Yu stood in front of him with bare feet and listened carefully, occasionally tilting his head, and his long hair like a waterfall followed him. The movement swept across the waist.
Just such a small gesture can make his mind move.
"How long will it take to shoot?"
The director clicked on the monitor, "Soon, Xiao Yu and Bai Qing are very professional."
Fang Qiubai nodded, "I'll go out and wait."
Night in the Forbidden Palace.
The coquettish-looking male pet wears a loose robe and slackens the inner collar, and he walks in this huge palace. The king frowns and tries to grab the jug from his hand, but he dodges away. Lan Sheng wine was sprinkled all over the place.
In the daytime, the majestic king looked at him helplessly, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow.
"Axu, you're drunk."
"I'm not drunk." The thin and beautiful male pet hung himself on top of him, "Aju is talking nonsense."
"Well, I'm talking nonsense."
The king tenderly passed his hand through his armpit and held his head, so that he could wrap around him like a soft dodder flower. The king likes this kind of posture, which makes him feel that Lan Xu was born entirely because of himself.
Lan Xu smiled and leaned up to kiss him, the king's eyes darkened, and his palm moved behind his ear to respond to his breath.
In the middle of the night, the desire to breed people | desire, release the beast in the king's heart, he half picked him up and moved him to the bed, his left hand reached into his clothes, his lips explored his slender neck and sucked | sucking trying to leave his mark .
Lan Xu was already very drunk, so he still stretched out his hand to push him. The king squeezed his wrist and pressed him against the bed, imprisoning him under him.
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Three male protagonists, one satisfaction.
Xiao Fang has so many roles, so I won't say that there will be no sugar cubes in the future[/doge]