Chapter 5 Chapter 5 I wish you success
After returning home, the warmth of Yu Xiangwen's palm seemed to still remain on the back of his neck. Yin Yan had never hated his memory and imagination so much. He buried his face in the quilt, trying to block out the images that always appeared in front of his eyes.
However, this approach did not work well, as the dark environment made it easier for the brain to fill in the details.
Yu Xiangwen had a very light fragrance on him, probably the base note of some kind of woody scent, with a hint of sweetness, so sweet that Yin Yan felt dizzy. When Yu Xiangwen pulled him into his arms, he couldn't muster up any desire to resist.
Those eyes that could accurately express a variety of emotions on the big screen swept Yin Yangong into depravity with raging desire.
It was as if he really wanted to kiss Yin Yan.
But Yin Yan knew that it was just acting.
He is worthy of being the youngest winner of the Best Actor in the country, his strength is so terrifying.
Yin Yan had always thought that he had some talent in acting, but this time, acting opposite Yu Xiangwen, he finally realized what good acting really was. It was a long time after the audition that Yin Yan was unable to get over Lin Wu's emotions.
So what should He Xiandu do if Yu Xiangwen really plays him?
With such a little heart, he and Yu Xiangwen look into each other's eyes affectionately every day, and there is even... a kissing scene.
Can he really do it?
He felt he couldn't do it.
Men can also say that they are not good enough.
After covering himself with the quilt and punching and kicking, Yin Yan successfully wrapped himself up like a cake roll, rolled twice, and fell off the bed.
“Hiss… it hurts…”
…
Yin Yan had just finished filming a Republican-era drama not long ago, and the most important thing for him right now was to get the role of Lin Wu. For this reason, Liu Xiaodong didn't dare to arrange other auditions for him. He had to wait until Zhao Qing gave a definite answer before making any plans, to show their importance to the movie "Mistakenly".
As the year draws to a close, everyone is busy, but Yin Yan has some free time.
He stayed in his small apartment, reading novels or playing games every day. Xiao Wu would occasionally come to his house and try to get him out to get some down-to-earth, but all his attempts ended in failure.
Xiao Wu knew that after each filming of a movie, Yin Yan needed some time like this to completely empty his mind and slowly recover his energy.
Yin Yan had never stayed at home like this before. He was even unwilling to go to the gym downstairs to exercise.
Xiao Wu's intuition told him that this matter was still related to the audition that day.
Could it be that he was really scolded by the director? No way, I heard that Zhao Qing doesn't like to scold people.
Unfortunately, Yin Yan’s mouth is harder than a clam. As long as he doesn’t want to say anything, no one can pry a word out of him.
Xiao Wu felt that it was too unhealthy for Yin Yan to just lie around at home and eat and sleep every day. After countless failed attempts to get Yin Yan to go to the gym downstairs to exercise, Xiao Wu prepared three dishes and a soup, threw off his apron, stood by Yin Yan's bed and said sinisterly, "You don't want to get up, right? Well, I can't control you, but there are plenty of people who can."
Soon the door of the apartment was closed, and Yin Yan, who had stayed up late reading novels until almost dawn, slowly crawled out of the quilt.
He believed that no one could stop him as long as he wanted to sleep.
Xiao Wu is not afraid even if Liu Xiaodong moves here.
Just so stubborn.
But Xiao Wu meant well after all, and Yin Yan was not the kind of person who was ungrateful. After washing up, he sat at the dining table and ate the still warm brunch. He was moved and wrote a sincere essay to Xiao Wu, and promised that next time Xiao Wu asked him to go to the gym, he would go.
As soon as the message was sent, the electronic lock at the door made an unlocking sound.
Yin Yan: “…”
This kid wouldn't be squatting at the door, right?
No, he really doesn't want to go to the gym.
Is it too late to withdraw the message now?
"…Surprise!"
Two long pillows taller than a person slid into the living room. Yin Yan's eyes slid down from the scowl-shaped cat face and saw Yang Chenrui holding a cat-shaped pillow similar to the one in the picture above. He was thinking and said, "How about it, Dai, am I handsome?"
"You changed your hairstyle." Yin Yan's eyes lit up and he raised his thumb to praise it, "Super handsome."
"Hehe." The cat-strip pillow tilted and fell softly on Yang Chenrui's kiwi-like hair.
Throwing the cat pillow on the sofa, Yang Chenrui took off his coat, picked up a large plastic bag and walked to the dining table to sit down: "I have wanted to get a buzz cut for a long time, and this time I am recording a variety show, so no one will call us twins now."
“Well, the content of the verbal war has changed from us copying each other’s styles to us hating each other so much that we don’t even want to have similar hairstyles.” Yin Yan poked his head out and opened the plastic bag that Yang Chenrui brought. Inside were all colorful snacks.
Potato chips, chocolate soda, just to explain, it's a bag of calorie bombs. If Yang Chenrui's assistant saw this, he would definitely scream and blow Yin Yan's roof off.
"Don't complain, I bought all this for you." Yang Chenrui held out a finger, "I'll just take a small bite to taste it."
Yin Yan: "...You'd better be."
Yang Chenrui had eaten before coming here, and the remaining calories were reserved for snacks. Yin Yan cleared the dishes on the table and asked him, "Didn't you just get off the plane? I thought you were going home first."
Yang Chenrui spread his hands: "It was because I received Xiao Wu's message for help right after I landed. He said you need me."
Yin Yan: “…”
Yin Yan: "It's not that serious."
Yin Yan was washing dishes, and Yang Chenrui stood by the sink and looked at him: "Did nothing really happen? But I see you've started writing your own fan fiction."
Yin Yan's hand slipped and he almost dropped a bowl: "..."
Few people knew that he had a second account. Even his agent and assistant only knew that he had a second account, but they didn’t know that he was using it to write fan fiction about his colleagues. Only Yang Chenrui was the first reader of Yin Yan’s first fan fiction and a loyal fan of Yin Yan’s fan fiction. He would eat whatever Yin Yan cooked and give him a 500-word praise after eating.
It can be said that without Yang Chenrui, there would be no fan fiction lady with 100,000 followers today.
At this moment, his wife said coldly to his old fan who debuted, "Don't mind your own business."
Yang Chenrui snorted, "I see that there are quite a lot of people who support you and Yu Xiangwen as a couple. The comments section is urging you to write a realistic story. Unfortunately, they don't know your picky personality. You must understand the person's true personality before you can write a story with a realistic background."
"But I have heard that Yu Xiangwen is polite in front of the camera, but in private he is actually very cold and aloof, and no one is allowed to get close to him."
The back of his neck seemed to be burning again. Yin Yan thought that Yu Xiangming was definitely not cold at all, but rather a little hot. He stuttered, "Really? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
"Okay, I know you like Yu Xiangwen and don't want to hear negative comments about him. But Dai, why did you suddenly come to your senses and write your own fan fiction?"
"Daidai" was Yin Yan's nickname when he was in the second dimension. Because Yang Chenrui's last name is Yang, he gave himself the nickname "Meimei". They usually call each other by their nicknames in private and they are used to it.
"Don't ask. Asking will just cause your brain to short-circuit." From the time the article was sent out until now, Yin Yan has not opened his smurf account again, for fear of seeing some obscene words.
He originally thought that he would not meet Yu Xiangwen again in the short term, so he wrote it boldly. Unexpectedly, just two days after he finished writing, he ran into the real person at the audition site and had a very close contact with him.
If Yin Yan were to look back at what he had written now, he would be so ashamed that he would dig a tunnel overnight and live on the other side of the earth.
Yang Chenrui sighed: "Don't say it, if you think about it carefully, your behavior is quite perverted. Even if you wrote a fictional story, you used your real names."
“Ahhh!” Yin Yan suddenly went berserk and pinched Yang Chenrui’s baby face with his wet hands, “If you say that again, I’ll kill you!”
*
"...Dude, your behavior is really perverted." Han Fang sat on the ground, holding the controller and playing a single-player game.
After the game was over, he turned to look at Yu Xiangwen, who was still holding a notebook and editing the video.
"Stop editing and come over to play games, okay?" Han Fang accused, "You were the one who asked me to come play, and now you want me to sit here and watch you edit your own CP video, right?"
"I didn't edit it. I just saw a fan fiction." Yu Xiangwen pushed his glasses and when he raised his head, the corners of his mouth raised with an obvious curve.
Han Fang: “…”
Suddenly, I felt a little chilly.
"If you get exposed in the future, it will definitely scare your little friend." Han Fang said.
"Why?" Yu Xiangwen calmly analyzed, "I just re-edited the existing material. It's essentially for my own amusement and has nothing to do with reality."
Han Fang: "Look at your ID and say it again. It has nothing to do with reality."
His eyes swept over the five characters "Fu Nuan Si Yin Yu" on the screen, and Yu Xiangwen had no words to refute this time: "...At that time, I didn't think of a more appropriate word that could include both of our names."
Han Fang sneered: "You can fool your brothers, but don't fool yourself."
Yu Xiangwen finally closed his laptop, stood up and sat next to Han Fang, and took another game controller.
"So what's going on with Director Zhao's movie? It hasn't been decided yet?" Han Fang switched to a two-player game.
"No, Director Zhao has been out of reach recently." Yu Xiangwen said indifferently.
Han Fang: “…”
No wonder I have so much free time that I ask him to play games.
Zhao Qing is famous for being elusive. He often goes into seclusion suddenly. He can even disappear during filming, saying that he needs to revise the script and will resume filming in two weeks. It is normal that he cannot be contacted, but it is a pity for a movie star who is eager to take the opportunity to pursue someone.
When Yu Xiangwen is too lazy to make expressions, he looks very indifferent. His almond-shaped eyes, which are said to be able to make anyone drown in them, reveal a hint of boredom: "Before he lost contact, he hadn't even announced who would be the lead actor."
Halfway through the game, Yu Xiangwen suddenly spoke up: "Tell me, if he ends up filming another drama, and I chase him to the crew to make a guest appearance, would it be awkward?"
This "he" must not refer to Zhao Qing. Han Fang manipulated the handle and patted Yu Xiangwen on the shoulder: "You tell me, the great actor."
The sound effects of the game "Ping Pong" rang out in the living room. After a while, Han Fang couldn't help but say, "Anyway, I've never seen you chasing someone like this. I wish you success."
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