Not trying to be famous

I am a person with feelings

"Lao Li, I can't wait any longer! Will the actor come?"

"Who knows... Maybe we've been stood up..."

"f**k! Look, the sky really has been stood up... I would have gone back to my room to blow the air conditioner." Wei Fatty grumbled and looked up at the sky, his face full of regret.

"Hey, wait a minute, by the way, Yuan, have a cigarette?"

"Yes, there is, root?"

"I was just asking... I don't really smoke that much." Li Qing suddenly became serious.

"Hypocrisy! Come on..." Lu Yuan gave him a look.

"Since you have invited me so kindly, I am sorry not to accept, never mind, then come to root." Although Li Qing's mouth said no, the gesture for smoke had already been laid out and waiting for it to open. The forehead

"Bah! Smoke if you want to smoke, Lao Li, you are a hypocrite to make people sick, by the way, Yuan, give me roots." Wei Fatty looked at the stink on LiQing's face, and could not help but spit out a mouthful.

"Well, here you are."

"Well, Yuan, why don't you smoke?"

The sun was setting and the sky was rosy.

"I suddenly feel more comfortable with the view than smoking. I, perhaps, should change my ways."

Lu Yuan still quietly looking at the distance, eyes more blurred than before, more profound.

He, too, became serious.

This kind of voice, this kind of expression, this kind of attitude made Li Qing and Wei Fatty two people instantly dumbfounded.

This thing

What's wrong with you?

Even, they felt that the person in front of them was not Lu Yuan...

It's about some fake criminal.

Or is it

Have you really turned your life around?

"I said, don't smoke in front of me! When my words fall on deaf ears?"

Just when two people want to despise a moment of Lu Yuan, suddenly the dry hot air scattered a palpitating cool.

Wang Yingxue came out of the house, his face cold, the two people just lit the smoke picked up and threw it on the ground to stamp out, the voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and stared at the two people.

Li Qing and Wei fatty subliminally shivered.

Then they looked at the smoke on the ground and glanced at Lu Yuan, who looked like a literary young man in the distance...

They suddenly understood.

It's not that Lu Yuan is getting better.

It's knowing that this is destined to be a fruitless fight.

Knowing that "forbidden Ambassador" Wang Yingxue will come out to play "warm" tips, even if it is a waste.

So he stopped smoking altogether.

Two people at this moment really want to beat Lu Yuan.

If you can't smoke, you can't smoke. What's the point of going straight?

I believe you, goddamn it!

Waiting with trepidation finally needs an end.

Just at six o 'clock in the evening, after the sun went down and Wei Fatty was ready to give up, the distant road came the roar of a car.

Huh?

Are you coming?

Several people looked up in anticipation, but then saw a big, powerful "Wrangler" coming this way.

Then expectation turned to disappointment.

"It can't be Lu Yihong's car, Lu Yihong should drive a Lamborghini, after all, he is a little fresh meat type of film emperor."

"Yes, I remember he had a Lamborghini 711. It was green. It was really dirty."

"It looks like he won't be here today."

"That's right."

But the Wrangler stopped in front of the office.

A beard pulled slag, but very attractive middle-aged uncle slowly walked down from the car, a gust of wind blew, blowing up his windbreaker.

With a flick of hair, a few strands of white hair on the edge of the forehead drift slightly.

With the windbreaker scattered, it looks like there is a little bang and charming, is simply forced to the extreme, can be called mobile hormones!

It's really Lu Yihong!

Li Qing and Wei fat son two people again dumbfounded!

Originally thought that the style of Lu Yihong has been walking small fresh meat has become this uncle appearance, and even the style has completely changed.

What happened to him over the course of a year?

"Are you Lu Yuan?"

"HMM."

"Are you Lu Yihong?"

"That's right."

"Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you! Salut! Good to see you!"

After getting off the bus, Lu Yihong gave Lu Yuan a hug very warmly, which was very powerful and exciting, and even "gay love" was full.

Lu Yuan has not seen this battle for a time, and suddenly some unprepared!

His impression of Lu Yihong should be as high and cold as Wang Yingxue, while pulling as commanding as two hundred and fifty.

You can't even look at someone with your chin.

But the reality...

Some of them are hard to tell.

Is he gay?

Think of this, Lu Yuan suddenly realized the feeling of Wei Fatty.

He subconsciously excited, looking at the ambiguous eyes of Lu Yihong, the heart suddenly gave birth to some bad.

Maybe it's a bad one!

...............................................................

Lu has already read the script, so he saves time reading the script when he sits down.

Then came the script.

Wei Fatty or the first time so close and Lu Yihong talk, so the heart is inevitably some small nervous.

For a moment did not dare to speak.

Li Qing is a behind-the-scenes worker who has no experience talking to actors of this level and simply sits and pours tea.

Wang Yingxue is sitting next to Lu Yuan without saying a word, just like Lu Yuan's girlfriend is quiet and elegant.

Wang Yingxue knows Lu Yihong, but has no interest in talking to Lu Yihong.

This is the current status of the three.

Lu Yihong does not know Wang Yingxue, only know that the film is an investor.

But 800,000 investors, it's not really a big investor, even if it's beautiful, he's not interested.

On the contrary, he was interested in Lu Yuan, whose face was slightly red and strange, and whose eyes were calm but evasive.

So he stared at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan also looked at him, the more he looked, the more he felt hair in his heart.

The more I look at

It's very basic.

"Smoke?"

"No, thanks, I don't."

"I really don't."

"Well, no, I don't. I never have."

"What if the movie wants you to smoke?"

"Then I'll try."

"Oh, very good."

It's not good to look at each other like that. It's embarrassing.

Lu Yuan began to accost.

Lu Yuan's way of talking is always very direct, starting from a cigarette.

Lu Yihong does not smoke, and Lu Yuan does not insist.

It was just some kind of acclamation.

"Talk about understanding the script." Since Lu Yihong does not smoke, Lu Yuan himself naturally will not smoke, he just let Li Qing pour Lu Yihong a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea wafts around, creating a sense of clarity.

It tastes good.

At least it doesn't smell musty.

A good start, isn't it?

"I heard your song this morning."

Lu Yihong suddenly gave a deep smile.

He did not talk about the script, nor did he talk about the understanding of the script and did not pick up Lu Yuan's words.

He suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

'Oh? Lu Yuan was stunned.

"Is there a full version of this song?"

"Yes."

"So am I lucky enough to hear the full version today?"

"You want to hear it?"

"Well, I'd like to."

"Give me your reasons." Lu looked at Lu Yihong, inexplicably curious up.

"Ten years ago, I used to be a singer and lived under the overpass of the Third Ring Road in Yanjing, dreaming that I could become famous and stand in front of the TV with my guitar..."

"You're famous now, and you're good."

"Yes, but not as a singer, but as an actor, because I don't have a good voice or any creative talent."

"There should be a lot of inspirational songs."

"Yes, but there's never been a song that made me drive the wrong car."

"The reason you were late was because you drove the wrong car?"

"Yeah, I took the singing part of that video and listened to it in the car, and it felt so good, and while I was listening, I drove the wrong car."

"You have an agent, right? Why drive yourself?"

"I have, but she's too noisy and I don't want to take her out."

"Er..."

"I am a person with feelings, I think you have a story in the song, there is a story in the voice, the script, there is a story, I always feel that talented people, are people with stories, so I think we are all people with feelings, we are a kind of people."

Lu Yihong's eyes are deep and blurred, the whiskers are messy but full of charm, the sound is ambiguous, and with yearning.

"......" Lu Yihong sudden high hat let Lu Yuan at a loss, and even some ashamed to find a hole into the ground.

What about the script?

How did it get to be about feelings?

That's not the right way to open it.

And this praise, let Lu Yuan not only did not feel the comfort of wearing dark force, but the heart more and more hair.

In fact, he has no talent, no feelings, even a vulgar, philistinism, just want to make a little money.

People have a sense of shame.

Now Lu Yuan's shame exploded.

And, of course, a few goosebumps.

"I want to be the first listener to this song, and I have a feeling I'm going to love this song."

"I have a guitar in my car." Wang Yingxue stood up and took a guitar from the car to Lu Yuan as before.

Lu Yuan took the guitar, looked at a face of looking forward to Lu Yihong.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

As for Li Qing and Wei Fatty, they opened their mouths.

Things took a bit of a turn for the worse.

The best actor doesn't seem like the best actor.

Halt!

The actor has become a fan of Yuan?

You're not dreaming, are you?

"Listen to the song in its entirety, but I want to make one thing clear."

'What?

"I Lu Yuan, gender male, love female!"

"??"

"I'm not gay." Lu Yuan took the guitar, very serious, very pious, very sacred oath out of these four words.

"I... I'm not gay either!" Lu Yihong at first some did not understand, how to listen to the song and engage in homosexuality, but then saw Lu Yuan's expression, his face changed drastically, and even became pig liver color, he breathed a deep breath, and finally held out this sentence.