It was two or three in the morning, the night was deep and quiet.
Even when the dogs were asleep, An Qingyan was still awake.
He was only wearing a large shirt that didn't belong to him. He lay on the bed, exhausted, as if all his strength had been drained, his half-closed eyelids drooping listlessly.
I'm so tired.
Training during the day is already exhausting, and then he still has to stay up until midnight when he gets back to his room. Life is about movement, but you can't keep pushing yourself like this. Gu Fei is simply inhuman.
Just as he was drifting off to sleep, the inhuman Master Gu emerged from the bathroom. His handsome face, radiating satisfaction, showed no sign of fatigue. He pulled the man into his arms and covered him with the blanket.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of the boy's head, his magnetic voice deep and husky, "Goodnight."
"Hmm... Remember to wake me up at eight o'clock tomorrow." An Qingyan snuggled against the man's chest, feeling sleepy. The embrace was warm and solid, and he quickly closed his eyes.
If we don't go to sleep soon, it will be dawn.
...
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The alarm clock rang precisely at eight o'clock. A long, slender hand reached out from under the covers, groped around on the bedside table, found the vibrating phone, and ruthlessly turned off the alarm.
Half-asleep, An Qingyan couldn't even open his eyes. The sunlight outside was blocked by the curtains, making the room dim. He muttered softly, "What time is it?"
"It's only six o'clock." Gu Fei put his arm around the waist of the person in his arms and hugged him tighter. "Be good, keep sleeping."
"Um……"
Then, An Qingyan slept until ten o'clock in the morning. When he saw the time and hurriedly got out of bed, the culprit had already finished washing up and had just come out of the bathroom.
"woke up?"
An Qingyan looked at the man who was already dressed and looking down at his watch. She really wanted to pick up a pillow and throw it at him, but in the end she said helplessly, "Didn't the alarm clock go off? Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I'm already late."
The film crew's training session was scheduled to start at nine o'clock, and he was already an hour late.
Gu Fei: "It's okay, I've asked for leave for you."
"What?!" An Qingyan's eyes widened in shock, all sleepiness gone. "How did you get leave?!"
He already mentioned in the group chat yesterday that Mr. Gu left after changing his clothes. However, the next morning, Mr. Gu, who is not related to him at all, helped him get a day off. How can he explain this?
The man slowly put on his watch, then walked unhurriedly to the bedside. He stood there, looking down at the disheveled person on the bed, and said with a slight upturn of his lips, "Tell them you're too tired to get out of bed."
An Qingyan: "..."
He gripped the edge of the pillow tightly, and just as he was about to throw it at Gu Fei, he heard him chuckle softly, "Just kidding."
Gu Fei bent down and looked at An Qingyan's face, which was tense with anger. He poked An Qingyan's fair cheek with his index finger and teased, "How can you be so easy to fool?"
An Qingyan eventually threw the pillow at the other person.
This person is absolutely terrifying.
"I told Director Wu to give you guys half a day off." Gu Fei picked up the pillow, sat on the bed, reached out and ruffled the boy's hair, and coaxed him softly, "What? Still angry?"
An Qingyan said, "No...when did you say that?"
Gu Fei said, "Last night."
An Qingyan: "..." So this guy planned all along? He knew he wouldn't be able to get out of bed today? He'd been eyeing him for a while now?
He opened his phone and checked the crew's WeChat group. Sure enough, Wu Weiguang had said in the group that they would have half a day off today. He had said it last night, but he hadn't had time to check his phone at all last night.
“Brother Fei has to go to work now. Breakfast will be brought over later. You should get some rest.” Remembering something, Gu Fei added, “As for Duan Ci, he won’t be appearing on set anymore.”
Whether Duan Ci can stay in the film crew or in this industry is entirely up to Gu Fei.
A while ago, Duan Ci bought marketing materials to spread rumors that An Qingyan got in through connections, and Gu Fei wanted to deal with him, but An Qingyan didn't want him to get involved in these matters, so he had to give up.
An Qingyan gently shook her head. "Although I don't like him, I don't want to rely on your connections to deal with him. I can handle it myself."
Duan Ci is indeed quite annoying, but he only does small things behind the scenes. If you want to deal with Duan Ci, you have to do it yourself, not rely on Gu Fei's connections.
Moreover, it's quite amusing to watch Duan Ci grit his teeth in anger but be unable to do anything about it.
Seeing the slightly sly smile that suddenly flashed across the boy's lips, Gu Fei looked at him suspiciously, and tapped the other's forehead with his index finger, "What mischief are you plotting?"
"No, aren't you going to work? Go on."
The man pointed to the corner of his lips, asking for a kiss.
An Qingyan: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
Gu Fei: "It's okay."
"Wait a minute!" After saying that, An Qingyan threw off the covers and got out of bed. She hurriedly ran into the bathroom in her slippers, quickly washed up, and then ran out to give the man a sweet kiss on the lips.
A kiss with a cool, minty scent.
"Go ahead." The boy's peach blossom eyes curved slightly with a smile.
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After breakfast, An Qingyan went back to bed for a nap. He had at least recovered the energy he had used up the night before. After waking up, he did a math test.
The training camp officially began at 2:30 p.m., and the location was still the horse farm in the suburbs.
An Qingyan felt that he had lost interest in horseback riding. He couldn't help but think of other things when he heard the word, so much so that he felt uncomfortable as soon as he arrived at the horse farm, and even pulled his sweater collar up.
He was wearing a turtleneck sweater today.
The sun was shining brightly today. After exercising for a while, I was sweating. Everyone else took off their coats, but An Qingyan was so hot that her face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. She stubbornly refused to take off her sweater.
During halftime, little Su Tang came running over with her short legs, looking at An Qingyan with her big, dark eyes full of confusion. "Brother Yan Yan, aren't you hot?"
An Qingyan: "...It's not hot."
"You're sweating," Su Tang said, then shoved the small fan in her hand into her brother Yan Yan's hand, smiling as she said, "You won't be hot if you use the fan."
"Okay, thank you, Tangtang."
An Qingyan turned on the small fan and blew it on himself, which made him feel a little more comfortable. He subconsciously pulled his sweater collar down and blew the air on his neck.
Duan Ci, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, suddenly looked over and happened to see the marks on his neck. It was obvious that anyone who had been through this would know what they were.
No wonder he wore a turtleneck sweater today; it turned out he was trying to hide this. Duan Ci gritted his teeth in hatred, squeezing the beverage bottle in his hand until it deformed and made a cracking sound.
It seems they really did change clothes on the bed!
I'm so angry! I'm so angry!
An Qingyan, you're utterly shameless!
How could Gu Fei possibly be interested in you?!
Duan Ci's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He stared intently at the boy across the door. If looks could kill, the boy would have been dead several times over.
An Qingyan had noticed Duan Ci's appearance out of the corner of his eye long ago. He pulled his collar up again and continued to blow in the wind as if nothing had happened.
If I'm not mistaken, Duan Ci is probably cursing him in his heart right now, thinking he's shameless for seducing Gu Fei.
Gu Fei returned to Nancheng that very evening.
In the following days, every time An Qingyan encountered Duan Ci, she would receive a hateful glare from him, which was more punctual than Gu Fei's daily greetings.
Finally, after the training camp ended, I no longer had to be glared at.
However, the day after the training camp ended, they still had to take costume photos. The drama would officially start filming soon, and they would be busy again.
The official photos were taken at a nearby photography studio.
Gu Fei later added another 50 million yuan to the investment, so the production team had money, and the costumes, props and sets all exuded a high-end feel, especially the male lead Shen Tinghan's look, which had more than ten outfits.
An Qingyan sat in the dressing room, letting the makeup artist work on his face. The makeup artist looked at his face up close and thought that the goddess Nuwa must have put a lot of effort into creating him. How could someone be so handsome!
She even wanted to pinch it, but she refrained and exclaimed, "Yan Yan, your skin is so good, so fair and tender. Not only is your skin good, but your face is also so beautiful."
An Qingyan's face is often praised, but he still feels embarrassed. He smiled gently and did not say that he was not good-looking, "It's just that my parents gave me good looks."
Excessive modesty is hypocrisy.
"The importance of genes! Your older brother is also very handsome. You don't need much makeup on your face. Just a light makeup will do."
It took two hours just to do the styling. When An Qingyan came out of the dressing room in her costume, everyone who saw her was so amazed that they couldn't take their eyes off her.
Qin He exclaimed, "Holy crap, An Qingyan, how can you be so handsome! You're like a fairy descended from heaven!!" Why can't you spare some of your good looks for him?!
Others were also whispering among themselves.
"Absolutely amazing, absolutely amazing!"
"Isn't this exactly Shen Tinghan?"
"Shen Tinghan now has a concrete image in my mind."
An Qingyan's current look is that of Shen Tinghan in his early days. The young man in everyone's sight wears an exquisite and noble hair crown, with his long hair draped behind him. His already handsome face is now covered with light makeup, making him look even more refined.
He wore a crescent-white robe, exquisitely and intricately crafted, embroidered with delicate patterns, and a jade pendant hung at his waist. He was tall and slender.
Shen Tinghan was born with a weak constitution and lost his sight in an accident when he was young. The boy in front of him was thin and fit the image of a sickly person.
An Qingyan's appearance already gave him a somewhat aloof and beautiful look. Now, when he's not speaking, he exudes a cool and distant aura, which makes him even more suitable for the role of Shen Tinghan.
It was truly stunning and breathtaking.
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