When Jiang Zhao walked into the shed, all the people present lit up.
He was born with a cold complexion, which was in great contrast to the gray-and-black clothes on his body. the rope behind his coat drew a tight outline of his figure, and the hanging silk catkins design played a vaguely covering effect, falling on the skin of plain skin as if still holding the pipa and half-covering his shy face. On the other hand, his lower body wears trousers that are the exact opposite of the tight outfit of his body, with loose legs and several well-designed pleats on the instep of his feet, which makes it easier to focus on his body.
This kind of design is almost seductive and half-masked, not to mention the fact that Jiang Zhao himself has a thick face, a pair of affectionate eyes match that delicate tear mole, and the flow of the eyes can almost capture the soul of the person, which complement each other with this dress.
The photographer was the first to stop itching, and without waiting for Xiao Siye to come out, he took a few pictures of Jiang Zhao at will.
Before long, Xiao Siye changed his clothes over there. His clothes were the same designer as Jiang Zhao, but his clothes used more strips of cloth in making clothes. In Jiang Zhao’s words, it was a piece of rag that had been cut into pieces. It can be denied that the dress perfectly shows that Xiao Siye is strong and exaggerated, as well as a wild and beautiful figure, like a human-shaped beast ready to go, but the pupil of the phantom adult is staring at the human throat, causing people to subconsciously hold their breath.
And when theu “stood together”, all those who had been discussing how to match his movements quieted down.
Because they are perfect just standing together.
Wanton charm and deliberately restrained charm and wildness, like a big cat with squinting eyes gently wagging its tail, leaning lazily against a quiet but ferocious black hound. No matter the quality or appearance, all of them just fit together.
It was as if they were born to be side by side.
“Photography teacher, you can begin.”
Xiao Siye slightly reminded that it broke the photographer’s apprehension.
The photographer quickly bowed his head and held the camera steady. While adjusting the equipment, the photographer reminded: “Let’s try a few movements first. Mr. Xiao is sitting firmly in the chair. Yes, Mr. Jiang’s half-body can be a little lower, very tight.”
Xiao Siye sat lazily in a chair, while Jiang Zhao leaned down from behind him with an elbow on his shoulder.
The two men turned coldly toward the camera together, which made him feel as if he were close and like a pair of tit-for-tat enemies.
A staff member gave a sigh of praise,and he vaguely heard that he was saying, “I am ashamed of what I did before.”
Jiang Zhao: “.”
If he didn’t mentioned it, he would really forget about it.
Following the broadcast of the program one after another, passers-by began to gradually realize that this pair of rumored couples seemed to have changed their former state, and their relationship was getting closer and closer.
Even his fans on both sides are a little loose, and even some of them are automatically converted into cp powder-since he know the truth, it’s really sweet to take a bite first.
Jiang Zhao has some headaches. Recently, he has been thinking about what kind of posture to use for official announcement, which will scare everyone.
And what copy should he send? What kind of pictures? What kind of auspicious day to choose …
“Mr. Jiang, let’s not laugh, the style of the few photos is rather sad,” the photographer suddenly reminded, and by the way made a joke,”What happy thing did you think off?”
Jiang Zhao immediately suppressed his emotion, and it only took a second to return: “I’m sorry.”
After the double photo of this dress was taken, Xiao Siye finally had time to chat with him and asked, “What were you thinking just now?”
Jiang Zhao glanced at him coolly and bowed his head to drink water: “Guess.”
Xiao Siye raised an eyebrow: “Miss me?”
Jiang directly choked a mouthful of water, bent down to cough, and was shocked in his mind while coughing. How could he really be guessed by this respectable person?
Xiao Siye understood, raised his hand to help him pat his back, and his eyes finally held back a little bit of embarrassment: “It’s really …”
He stopped suddenly, and saw that Jiang Zhao was relieved in a severe cough, his eyes and nose were all red, and that a mole of tears was even more brilliant like being dipped in red wine.
Xiao Siye’s eyes suddenly sank a few minutes.
He gently grasped Jiang Zhao’s wrist and rubbed his thumb lightly on Jiang Zhao’s wrist bone.
The cup in Jiang Zhao’s hand hasn’t been put down yet, and he has some solutions.
Xiao Siye often uses these actions to attract his attention only in certain special situations.
…… But now they are on the set!
“Go to my lounge later.”
Xiao Siye left this sentence, then turned around to take a solo photo of his clothes.
Today, in addition to this dress, he will take another set of brand-name suit pictures, which will also be put in magazines. Jiang Zhao’s solo photo-taking was over, and with a complicated mood, he refused the help of the dressmaker. A man, holding his clothes as a thief, opened the lounge that didn’t belonged to him.
To his relief, there was no one in the lounge.
Jiang Zhao sat down on the sofa inside, feeling only in a trance.
Why did he have a fever in his brain? He really listened to Xiao Siye’s words.
This is the rest room of the shooting scene … There is no sound left, but there are few things for Xiao Siye to do something about it. What’s more, if his two shooting stars appear for such a long time, the person in charge said that they would be crazy.
His rational mind says that he should refuse Xiao Siye’s invitation, but when those amber eyes look at him with the kind of eyes, Jiang Zhao felt like being tricked, and every inch of goose bumps all over his body feel trembling, even excited to cater to him.
It’s like being infected with this kind of addiction to excitement by Xiao Siye, and it’s as if a certain factor born in his blood was stimulated by Xiao Siye, but Xiao Siye just suits his liking.
After Jiang Zhao became together with Xiao Siye, he gradually discovered that this man was not restrained as he imagined. On the contrary, Xiao Siye is also a person who likes to “go out of bounds”.
There seems to be a wolf in his heart that grinds its teeth and sucks. It is only concealed by the appearance of gentle, handsome and polite, and repressed by the emotions named “love” and “responsibility”, which has been revealed all the time.
But sometimes, he will show his heartfelt eyes.
Especially in those messy and deep nights, between the wrinkled sheets and the warm bathroom, at every moment of sinking but waking up.
The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Jiang Zhao raised his head, facing Xiao Siye’s gaze.
The other party closed the door with his backhand, Jiang Zhao’s adam’s apple moved, and he asked softly, “…what do you want to do?”
Then he glanced at his phone and said, “Even if it’s lunch break, it doesn’t matter. I’ll give you a lot of time.”
Xiao Siye’s eyes fell on the red-stained skin that was strangled by the bandages of his clothes, then he bent down and gently raised one of them:
“Well, it’s just that. I’ll only help you.”
Rather than enjoying himself, he prefers to watch Jiang Zhao’s cheeks reddened by love, his brows drenched in love, and to listen to him whisper in a much softer voice than usual when he reaches bliss just like a meowing cat.
It was Jiang Zhao the only one person he could see.
His emotional and presumptuous belongs to one person.
Out of the lounge, after more than half a hour.
Xiao Siye got rid of those toilet paper balls, and according to Jiang Zhao’s strong request, he tore up some leaflets and advertisements and threw them in.
When both of them have finished eating, they will change their suits for shooting in the afternoon, and what will happen before they are completely out.
Only Jiang Zhao’s makeup artist was confused: “Why did the foundation fall off?” After a meal, lipstick is eaten. How can foundation be gone?
Jiang Zhao: “… just slept for a while.”
Makeup artist Burton suddenly said, “Oh, these artists are just too tired. How can they stand sleeping three or four times a day when they are busy?”
This shooting took nearly a whole day, from 8: 00 a.m. to 9: 00 p.m., during which time, he kept stopping to fixed his makeup, sort out his clothes, change props and scenes. After all the shooting, Jiang Zhao wanted to move.
But his plane ticket is just one hour later, and he has to fly back to the crew overnight to continue filming. On the way to the airport, Jiang Zhao nodded straight, and Xiao Siye leaned his shoulder side by side and bowed his head to the screen of his mobile phone.
His back seat, Zuo Xiaoqiu and Rong Chun, both agents, had some complicated feelings in front of this quiet scene of years, and had to accept the fact that they are really together.
After returning to the crew, it was the intensive resumption of filming. The progress of the crews on both sides is much worse, both of them have reached the late stage, and it will all be over in a month.
Although Jiang Zhao has a lot of rehearsal, but one or two days a week, he can finish work at 7 or 8 o’clock in the evening, and even come out to take a breath.
And Xiao Siye doesn’t seem to have such luck as him. He basically has to wait until twelve o’clock every day to come back. Occasionally, Jiang Zhao woke up in the middle of the night and found Xiao Siye making a phone call on the balcony. It was nearly two o’clock when he checked.
Xiao Siye noticed his awakening, kissed him when he came back, and then put him to sleep again in a daze. Later, he told him that he was discussing some script problems with the screenwriter that day.
Jiang Zhao always felt that Xiao Siye was too busy. He was also a busy man. If Xiao Siye had to deal with only filming, it seemed that he should be so busy.
But what else can Xiao Siye do besides filming? And Jiang Zhao doesn’t have a cast with diretor Mai. Some directors in the circle are also workaholics, and will try their best to squeeze every inch of actors’ free time. Jiang Zhao knows director Mai belongs to this category.
He figured it out, only keenly sniffing out a pair from his intuition, but always grasping the clue.
There is still half a month until the end of the shooting.
Xiao Siye went to catch the announcement two days ago, but didn’t stay in the hotel. Jiang Zhao stayed in an empty bed for two nights, always feeling empty around him.
He finished work early in the afternoon and didn’t have time to change his clothes. He took off his hair cover and ran to the next-door crew to visit his boyfriend’s working environment with a state of mind of patrolling the territory. By the way, he complained about director Mau’s recent squeezing of his boyfriend.
As a result, after listening to his implication, director Mai froze directly: “Why should I detain him? Teacher Jiaang, I’m a well-known anti-involution pioneer in the circle. I’ve mentioned 99 days for a play that can be finished in 100 days. ”
Jiang Zhao was shocked, too, and what did he react to?
-Xiao Siye is really hiding something from him.
Jiang Zhao said softly in his mind.
You want to fight.
He said goodbye to Director Mai very calmly, took the nanny car very calmly, and then stepped on the elevator of the hotel very calmly.
If there were no accidents, it would be the night when Xiao SIye came back in a hurry, and the man told him that he had passed the plane and was tired from work.
Jiang Zhao’s face rose coldly in the elevator, but everyone who knew him knew, he looked like the last tranquillity before the storm.
The room card opened the door with a “ding” sound. Jiang Zhao glanced at the interior of the room. It was dark, and Xiao Siye had not come back yet.
He pushed the door in and just took a step inside when he suddenly realized that he was right.
His slippers were left in front and back at the door before leaving.
This is his habit which may have been left by the stubbornness of his parents. In short, he has maintained it until now.
The aunt in the guest room knows this, too. She will not touch these casually, but now his slippers are neatly left at the door.
Jiang Zhao suddenly closed the door and retreated, and the people hiding behind the door also realized something, grabbed the doorknob and stopped his step back!
Jiang Zhao immediately decided to let go and ran, but he was stuck in the crack in the door and was still too late.
He was dragged into the room by a powerful hand. Jiang Zhao cursed a dirty word in his heart, pinched his opponent’s arm with his backhand, and kicked him in the abdomen.
He was suffocated when he was kidnapped by Han Tingfeng-he really thought he was easy to bully, didn’t he?
If he is the one who can knock the tiger down– he can directly make Han Tingfeng bleed to the ground.
The next second, however, another hand came from behind, covering his face with a piece of cloth.
There is only one person in the room.
A second before he went into a coma, Jiang Zhao scolded “my uncle” in my heart.
How can this group talk so much about martial arts?!
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