It was late at night, so it was inconvenient for Yu Qinghuan to go directly to the Huo family. Before leaving, she called Huo Qu and said, "Say hello to the guard and ask them to let me in later." She emphasized, "I will call you when I arrive. Then you can go downstairs. Don't walk a step further. Just wait for me here. I will find you."
After thinking about it, he was still worried, so he reminded her again, "Wear more clothes when you go out, and bring a hat and scarf."
Huo Qu agreed obediently. After hanging up the phone, he got dressed as quickly as he could, sat up straight on the bed, and stared at his phone, refusing to look away for a moment, for fear of missing Yu Qinghuan's call.
Upon learning that Huo Qu was going out soon, Huo Rong was about to object. Just as he was about to say something, Huo's father blocked his mouth with an orange.
After telling the guard and seeing Huo Qu return to his room, Huo Rong swallowed the orange hastily and said to his father in dissatisfaction: "Dad, what are you doing? How can I go out alone at night!"
"Why not?" Father Huo asked, "San'er is already such a big man."
"But San'er is like this..."
"Waiter," Mr. Huo patted the seat next to him, motioning Huo Rong to sit over, "You control San'er too much. The only difference between San'er and you is that he is smarter."
After a pause, he said earnestly: "I hope you can understand that whether it is between brothers or other relationships, interfering too much under the banner of doing good for others is not a pleasant thing."
Although Huo Rong understood that what his father said made sense, he still refuted it a little weakly, "What if something happens to San'er?"
Father Huo took a sip of tea and said calmly, "We can't avoid doing this thing just to avoid risks. This is the stupidest idea. I think San'er is doing well now, and I hope San'er can get better. What do you think?"
Huo Rong pondered for a long time with a complicated expression, and finally nodded.
When Yu Qinghuan arrived, Huo Qu was indeed standing downstairs waiting for him, and he even stood under the street light. Late at night, his face was illuminated by the street lights, looking pale and bluish, which was inexplicably creepy.
Yu Qinghuan walked over quickly and looked him up and down. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Here," Huo Qu covered his chest and spoke in a low voice, "It hurts so much."
"What's going on?" Yu Qinghuan stretched out her hand to rub his face with some concern, and asked gently, "Did it start to hurt suddenly? Have you told your family?"
Huo Qu shook his head, looked at the ground, then looked at Yu Qinghuan, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, as if he was afraid that he would run away, and begged: "Qinghuan, don't treat Zhao Qingyuan better than me."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Is this what you're sad about? You're really too jealous."
Huo Qu seriously corrected him, "Qing Huan, I'm not jealous tonight."
"Okay," Yu Qinghuan calmed him down. She felt that her temper was almost worn out by this man. She rushed over in the middle of the night, thinking that something had happened to him, but it turned out to be because he thought that she treated Zhao Qingyuan better than him.
"I didn't, don't worry."
"You have." Huo Qu stared at him without blinking, his voice hoarse, "The TV says you are great."
"We are fine, um..."
Seeing Huo Qu suddenly look like he was about to cry, Yu Qinghuan quickly changed the subject, "What they said on TV is a bit exaggerated."
He knew Huo Qu was different from ordinary people, so he was more patient with him and explained carefully: "Huo Qu, each of us has many friends. You can't be upset because of this. I have new friends, but it doesn't mean that our relationship is bad, right?"
"No," Huo Qu shook his head seriously, his beautiful eyes filled with disappointment, "I don't have many friends. You are the only one I have."
Yu Qinghuan's breath was choked. She realized that she might have hurt Huo Qu's heart. She couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She held his hand and said, "Well, although I have many friends, you are unique to me."
Huo Qu's eyes lit up immediately, "Really?"
"Of course it's true." Yu Qinghuan patted his head with his other hand, "Don't think too much. If you are unhappy, call me. You can't be alone and sulking."
"Yeah." Huo Qu nodded vigorously, and his mood, which had been depressed all night, finally began to brighten up a little. But... he still felt it was not enough. Even though Qinghuan had said so, he still felt depressed.
After a long silence, he finally asked, "Then, will you still go out on a date with Zhao Qingyuan alone?"
"Ahem," Yu Qinghuan almost choked on her own saliva. She wanted to explain the meaning of dating to him, but when she thought about her sexual orientation, she was afraid that she would not be able to explain it to him clearly in a short time, so she could only vaguely respond, "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qu immediately asked: "If I want to date you, will you go?"
Afraid that this jealous little guy would explode again, Yu Qinghuan could only ignore his incorrect choice of words and said with a stiff upper lip: "...Yes."
Now, Huo Qu, who felt that he had surpassed Zhao Qingyuan, was finally satisfied.
Then he realized that Yu Qinghuan's hands were icy cold.
"Qinghuan, are you cold?" He held Yu Qinghuan's hand in worry and panic, as if it was some precious and fragile item. He wanted to help him but didn't know how.
Yu Qinghuan teased him deliberately, "Yes, it's very cold, how about you warm me up?"
Huo Qu nodded vigorously, thought about it, and suddenly lifted up his clothes and pressed Yu Qinghuan's hand directly on his lower abdomen.
The sudden contact between the cold hand and the warm skin made Huo Qu shiver, but he insisted on not moving, and even pushed his clothes down hard, trying to wrap Yu Qinghuan's hand tighter.
"Are you stupid? How dare you put it on your stomach when it's so cold!" Yu Qinghuan was shocked and tried hard to pull back his hand.
"I'm not stupid, my IQ is 180." Huo Qu explained seriously, but held Yu Qinghuan's hand tightly.
He was incredibly strong, and Yu Qinghuan couldn't break free. In the end, he just let him do what he wanted. Anyway, Huo Qu didn't mind the cold, and he felt quite comfortable too.
Even without wind, it was still very cold on a winter night. After standing for a while, Yu Qinghuan sniffed and yawned sleepily. He said to Huo Tong: "Are you feeling better? I have to go back. I'll take you upstairs first."
Huo Qu held Yu Qinghuan's hand tightly, obviously disagreeing with his suggestion.
"Be obedient." Yu Qinghuan dragged him to the door, "I have a play tomorrow, so I can't stay here for too long. I'll come to see you next time when I have time."
Since he said so, no matter how reluctant Huo Qu was, he could only nod and follow his footsteps, but his steps were so small that it seemed as if he was just dawdling on the ground.
Finally, Yu Qinghuan could only stand still helplessly and turned to look at him, "Huo Qu, can't you walk?"
"I can."
"Then why don't you hurry up?"
"Because I want you to stay with me for a while longer."
Yu Qinghuan's breath was caught in his throat. Under the street light, Huo Qu's handsome face looked so charming that it almost dazzled his eyes. A small throbbing suddenly rushed into his heart, like a fluffy little tail, playfully sweeping across his heart, making Yu Qinghuan feel uncomfortable.
Cursing himself as a beast, Yu Qinghuan turned his face away and found fault with a guilty conscience, "Don't stand under the street light for no reason in the future. I was scared when I saw you just now."
"But……"
"But what? If you have something to say, say it now!"
“It’s brightest under the streetlights.”
"So what? Do you want to be the brightest star in the night sky?"
"I'm a human being, I can't be a star. I just... want you to see me at first sight."
Maybe it was because the moonlight tonight was too beautiful, Yu Qinghuan was always involuntarily attracted to Huo Qu.
This was the first time that he put Huo Qu on an equal footing with himself, instead of just treating him as a sincere good friend who needed his care all the time.
"I'm leaving, you should go back quickly." Yu Qinghuan threw away the messy thoughts in his mind, helped Huo Qu press the up button of the elevator, patted him on the shoulder and said something.
Seeing Huo Qu nod, he turned around and strode forward.
In the darkness, his white fingers swaying with the corners of his clothes were particularly conspicuous. Huo Qu couldn't help but run after him for two steps, trying to grab the hand that was disturbing his mind.
However, Yu Qinghuan walked very quickly and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye. Huo Qu stopped, stared at the place where he left, lowered his head and slowly retracted his hand.
When Yu Qinghuan returned to the hotel, his face was blue from the cold. Yu Xin poured him some hot water while scolding him, "You deserve it! Why are you showing off so late at night? Don't you think you have enough to do?"
But the attitude is much better than during the day.
Because the news about Zhao Qingyuan and Yu Qinghuan not only did not cause a bloody storm on the Internet, but unexpectedly gained a lot of sympathy and goodwill from passers-by.
"The media has gone crazy, right? Do they have any moral integrity left? When two people go out together, it means they are dating? They are dating?"
"I'm really impressed... There's no hormones between Dayuan and Qinghuan at first glance! Instead, it's like a dad is leading a husky... Oh my god, what am I talking about..."
"It's so annoying, can you report something useful?"
"I suddenly feel that being a celebrity is not easy. If you make friends with the same sex, you're a homosexual. Tsk tsk, sympathy..."
………………
Netizens seemed to be brainwashed. Their opinions were surprisingly consistent. They all began to criticize the media and the current trend of online news. In the end, they even left Yu Qinghuan and Zhao Qingyuan, the two parties involved, aside. Yu Xin was moved to tears and almost went to Weibo to repost another koi.
"Don't worry, no one is watching me. The reason I made the headlines this time is because of Qing Yuan." Yu Qinghuan drank a cup of hot water in one breath, and when he felt his stomach warmer, he breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"You're still right." Yu Xin helped him hang up his coat and reminded him, "You only have a few days left on the set, be patient and don't go out again, so that Director Liu won't have a problem with you.
Yu Qinghuan was about to nod when Yu Xin added, "You don't have anything serious to do anyway."
Yu Qinghuan: “…Okay.”
Early the next morning, Yu Qinghuan put on makeup and went to the set. The first scene of the day was his scene with Fang Zhongxi.
What's strange is that Fang Zhongxi, who is always punctual, was late for the first time today. The crew waited for him for a while before he came over with an apologetic look on his face.
Considering that it was his first time and he had a good attitude to admit his mistake, Liu Jiaan did not get angry. He just waved his hand and told him to get ready quickly.
Fang Zhongxi's face looked very bad, and he seemed to be in very bad condition. It was obvious even through the thick layer of foundation.
"Are you okay?" Although I'm not familiar with him, since I saw him, I might as well ask. With his back to the camera, Yu Qinghuan still showed some concern.
"It's okay." Fang Zhongxi replied with two words indifferently and stopped talking. Seeing this, Yu Qinghuan stopped asking questions and began to tidy up her costume.
This was the penultimate scene that Yu Qinghuan finished filming, and it was still a rescue scene, and it was still physically demanding.
Yu Qinghuan had prepared her emotions, and when she saw Fang Zhongxi nodded, she made an OK gesture towards Liu Jiaan.
Liu Jiaan understood, glanced at the lighting technician who was already ready, and immediately shouted, "Okay! Start!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Ye Sheng, who had long fallen in love with battlefield work, was sweating profusely, and the front of his white coat was stained with blood. He was completely different from the image of a noble young man who had never done any housework when he first arrived.
He ran in the front, commanding two soldiers carrying stretchers, his face full of anxiety.
There was constant artillery fire on the battlefield, with wounded soldiers leaving one after another and arriving one after another, and there were simply not enough people. Ye Sheng was racking his brains to think of how to allocate manpower when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a colleague walking in from outside.
"Great, come with me, the patient is really..." Yu Qinghuan pulled Fang Zhongxi excitedly, but before he could finish a line, Fang Zhongxi suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Cut!" Liu Jiaan frowned and shouted, "Zhong Xi, what happened? Did you sprain your ankle?"
Fang Zhongxi's face was pale and he looked very painful. His nose was covered with cold sweat. He sat on the ground for a long time before he looked up and said, "Sorry, Director Liu, I feel a little unwell."
Although Liu Jiaan had a bad temper, he suppressed his anger because it concerned the health of the actors. He turned to Wang Chengcheng and Li Hongxiu and said, "You two should get ready. Let's shoot your part first."
The two actresses responded quickly and went back to their dressing rooms to put on makeup.
Fang Zhongxi tried several times but failed to get up from the ground. He had no choice but to whisper to Yu Qinghuan: "Give me a hand, help me up."
"Brother Xi, your agent is not here today?" Yu Qinghuan helped him up from the ground and asked as he walked him to the lounge.
"Yeah." Fang Zhongxi responded softly, looking like he didn't want to mention it.
Yu Qinghuan was not a gossipy person, so she pretended not to notice his ugly expression and sent Fang Zhongxi to sit on the sofa in the lounge. Just as she was about to leave, her eyes inadvertently swept across his collar and she was stunned.
Fang Zhongxi was now only wearing a thin costume. Due to the previous tossing and turning, the top button had been opened at some point, revealing deep red marks on his skin.
Although he had never experienced it, Yu Qinghuan was an adult after all, and recognized what it was at a glance.
"See?" Noticing his gaze, Fang Zhongxi did not panic. He just raised his head and said coldly, "I hope you won't say anything."
"Don't worry." Yu Qinghuan retracted his gaze and said, "I'm not interested in other people's private lives." Then he turned around and was about to leave.
Just as he took a step forward, Fang Zhongxi's cold voice suddenly came from behind, "Do you look down on me?"
"You think too much." Yu Qinghuan said without looking back, "There are many ways to go forward, and everyone's choices are different. I don't have any opinion on your choice."
The small, cold lounge and the dull atmosphere made Yu Qinghuan almost breathless. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Without waiting for Fang Zhongxi's response, he opened the door and strode out.
The wind in midwinter was dry and cold, yet it brought a coolness and freshness that was not found in the house. Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath, chose a corner to sit down, and stared at the ground in a daze.
This is why he hates this circle. Everyone will do anything to climb up. All the dark sides of human nature can be found in this circle.
Just now when Fang Zhongxi asked him if he looked down on him, he still lied.
He just looked down on people like this, people who would trade their faces or even their bodies for their future.
"Qinghuan, are you worried?" A kind and gentle voice came from above her head. Yu Qinghuan quickly stood up and called respectfully, "Teacher Wang."
Wang Zhensheng waved his hand and sat down next to him. "Don't be so polite to me. Come on, we finally have some time, let's have a good chat."
"Nothing much," Yu Qinghuan lowered his eyes, "It's just that there are some things I can't figure out."
"You are so young, why do you have to think so much?" Wang Zhensheng shook his head. "Qinghuan, this is your strength, but it is also your weakness. If I were your age, I would do whatever I wanted to do immediately. After all, I am still young, so I can just start over."
After a pause, seeing that Yu Qinghuan was still in a gloomy state, Wang Zhensheng did not ask any more questions and cleverly changed the subject, "What are your plans after filming 'Life and Death Line'?"
"I want to go to the Grand Theatre to practice my acting skills. Then I will shoot How to Love You," Yu Qinghuan said what he had planned, paused, and showed a little confusion on his face. "I haven't planned what to do after that."
"I asked you this before." Wang Zhensheng gradually stopped smiling and looked at Yu Qinghuan seriously. "Do you hate acting? You didn't give me an answer. What if I ask you again today?"
He asked seriously, and Yu Qinghuan thought about it carefully for a while before replying, "I don't hate acting, I just...somewhat hate this circle."
Such words could be said to be very bold. If other people heard it, they would definitely sneer at it and secretly laugh at Yu Qinghuan for being ignorant of the world. However, Wang Zhensheng just nodded without expressing his opinion. Instead, he asked again: "Why?"
This time, Yu Qinghuan answered without thinking: "Because it's too impetuous and too utilitarian. And I feel that in this circle, every move is under the surveillance of others. I can't do what I want, and I can't get freedom."
"Qing Huan," Wang Zhensheng looked at him and said earnestly, "The ubiquitous candid photos and paparazzi are indeed inevitable in this circle, but as long as you are low-key enough, protecting your privacy is actually not as difficult as you think."
"Besides, what do you think freedom is? Freedom is not what you think it is, that you can do whatever you want, but that you can choose not to do something when you don't want to do it."
Yu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but hold his breath.
Wang Zhensheng continued: "Every circle has its unspoken rules. There is no such thing as an absolutely clean place. If you want to escape this gray area by quitting the circle, then you are wrong."
"Why not try a different approach? When you are strong enough to say no to rules, or even make your own rules, will you still care about the things that are binding you now?"
Yu Qinghuan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and didn't even know when Wang Zhensheng left. By the time he came to his senses, the sun was already high in the sky.
Although the sunlight in winter is not scorching, it has a warmth and gentleness that the summer sunlight does not have. Yu Qinghuan squinted his eyes and raised his head, feeling the sunlight dancing on his face.
He thought it was time for him to think carefully about what to do in the future.
Because Fang Zhongxi had not recovered yet, today's filming was naturally postponed. Yu Qinghuan stayed on the set for a while and then returned to the hotel. Just as I was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, Yu Xin came in angrily with red eyes.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yu Qinghuan quickly closed the door and asked.
"Qing Huan," Yu Xin clenched his fists, veins popping out on his forehead, looking extremely angry, almost gritting his teeth to hold back the sob in his throat, and said word by word: "Chen Ji used his connections to switch to another agent."
He had led Shen Ji for six years, and almost all of the best resources at hand were given to him. But in the end, he was kicked away mercilessly by Shen Ji.
He understood Shen Ji's desire to become famous. If he had told him clearly that he wanted to change his agent, he would not have stopped him. But he chose such a decisive way, which clearly meant that they would go their separate ways in the future.
"How come I'm blind?" Yu Xin grabbed his hair fiercely, almost pulling his scalp off, his face full of resentment and humiliation.
"Brother, it's okay." Yu Qinghuan patted his back to calm him down and comforted him, "It's a good thing to get rid of such a person as soon as possible."
"You don't understand, you don't understand." Yu Xin shook his head repeatedly. This tough guy almost shed tears.
He knew that he was not very capable, and was far behind those agents who were good at dealing with people. However, he had already tried his best to provide his artists with better resources, but it was still useless, and he was still despised...
Is it really true that there is no friendship at all in this circle?
"He's not the only artist under your command!" Unable to bear Yu Xin's depressed look, Yu Qinghuan frowned and couldn't help but raise her voice, "Don't you still have me?"
Yu Xin choked up, raised his head and looked at Yu Qinghuan in disbelief, his eyes full of surprise, "Qinghuan, are you willing to use me? Are you willing to keep using me when you become famous?"
"Of course." Yu Qinghuan answered without any hesitation, "You are my only agent in this life!"
“Qinghuan…” Yu Xin’s nose felt sore. Afraid that Yu Qinghuan would see his red eyes, he turned his head away and said sullenly, “You better fight for me and show those people a good lesson! It’s not that I, Yu Xin, can’t bring out famous people! It’s just that they can’t do it!”
Yu Qinghuan was stunned, and all the things that had happened since his rebirth flashed through his mind rapidly. One after another, pictures about movies and acting appeared smoothly in front of him like a movie.
Can't escape, can't hide.
He sighed softly, and in Yu Xin's expectation, he finally nodded, "Yeah."
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