Chapter 33 33

Fu Xiaobai didn't know if he should blame himself for his nosy and good intentions. He hated to open the faucet to the maximum, and the water kept hitting the bottom of the kettle, with white splashes. Compared with Si Jinyang having to sleep on the floor, she just hands, boils a pot of water, and after serving Uncle Si to drink, she can pat her buttocks and leave. In fact, it's not very miserable! Fu Xiaobai comforted himself and turned off the faucet. Only then did he find that the water had slowed down. There were continuous drops of water on the stainless steel. Hey, why are you so careless?

It will take a few minutes for the water to boil. Fu Xiaobai lazily took a ceramic cup, put it in a bag of strong tea, and waited for the water to boil and brewed it.

Big ** Si Jin Yang didn't sleep very well and frowned a little. Fu Xiaobai held his head and looked at Si Jin Yang by the bed. Didn't he spit out everything he should vomit? How can you sleep worse than just now? The sweat on Si Jinyang's forehead oozed out little by little. Fu Xiaobai sighed, went to the bathroom to get a hot towel and wiped Si Jin Yang's forehead little by little. Uncle Si was really lucky. Fu Xiaobai was slandered in his heart. I really didn't serve anyone. Uncle Si, you are the first person to be served by me, the first People!

After wiping the sweat, Si Jin Yang seemed to be more at ease. Fu Xiaobai heard the sound of the kettle jumping off, and the water boiled. It was time to ask Uncle Si to get up and drink strong tea to relieve the wine. In fact, he is also quite pitiful. Fu Xiaobai thought that drunken people are quite pitiful. They will have a headache and vomit. They will be taken care of, and they will sleep restlessly. Like him, An Sheng finally wrote, and he had to be woken up to drink strong tea. I really don't know who tortures whom!

"Skin Yang, wake up and get up and drink tea!" Fu Xiaobai patted Si Jinyang's face. Si Jin Yang opened his eyes in a daze for a while, "Get up, sit down, and I'll get you some tea!" Fu Xiaobai got up and wanted to leave. After making tea and serving Uncle Si, everything was OK. Life is so beautiful!

Fu Xiaobai wanted to stand up happily. Suddenly, there was a resistance behind him. Fu Xiaobai looked over and was grabbed by Si Jin Yang's wrist again. "Hey, Si Jin Yang, let go. I'll be back in a minute!" Do you want to do it again? Fu Xiaobai's forehead has two drops of sweat. You are not greasy. I'm tired of it. Why don't you let it go quickly?

"No..." The soft voice was more stubborn. Fu Xiaobai sat down helplessly and explained to him in a good voice, "I'll get you some hot tea. You drink it and sleep well, okay?"

Hot tea? It's good to get drunk, but won't it make people more sober? Fu Xiaobai suddenly thought of the refreshing effect of tea, but she couldn't care so much. That's all she can do now.

Fu Xiaobai reached out and broke Si Jin Yang's wrist. As his men moved, he looked at Si Jin Yang with a smile. Si Jinyang's eyes slowly blurred. He couldn't tell whether the smile was spoiling, flattering, or something else, but he grasped Fu Xiaobai's hand tightly and showed no sign of loosening it.

Do you still work so hard when you are drunk? Fu Xiaobai was not discouraged and broke it for a long time, but it didn't work at all. Fu Xiaobai was angry, pouted, and looked at Si Jinyang with a serious face, "If you don't let go, I won't care about you!"

"No!"

Fu Xiaobai is ashamed. In addition to saying no, what else will this drunken old man say? Fu Xiaobai rolled his eyes at Uncle Si, who was about to say something that made the current strong man Fu Xiaobai angry. Suddenly, a burst of strength came from his wrist. Fu Xiaobai was unprepared. With this power, he fell forward and fell on Si Jinyang's chest.

How painful the collision between bones and bones is, you can see the tears suddenly bursting from the corners of Fu Xiaobai's eyes. Fu Xiaobai's thin chin hit Si Jin Yang's hard sternum. Fu Xiao Bai felt a pain in his chin, and the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't help falling down. Si Jin Yang also hummed. Fu Xiaobai stretched out his fingers and wiped the corners of his eyes, but he was a little gloating in his heart, "You deserve it!"

The tingling on the chest transmitted to the brain through the nerves. Si Jinyang's head was clear for a moment because of the pain, but it was chaotic in the next moment.

"Don't go, don't, go!" The chaotic voice came from Fu Xiaobai's head. Fu Xiaobai only had time to open his mouth and scold him. He was turned around and pressed under Si Jinyang's body.

With the electric kettle, it seemed that he was unwilling to be so cold by the owner. He automatically turned on the power supply and heated it. The water soon boiled again. The sound of coo-dong and the sound of ** rustling became a wonderful midnight nocturne. Fu Xiaobai looked at the singing kettle, but he had no strength at all. Tears from the corners of his eyes slid uncontrollably on his delicate cheeks.

————Division line————

"Hello, I'm Mo Han. It's my first time to show off. Please take care of me!" Mo Han looked up at the little face with very exquisite makeup and greeted An Qi with a decent smile.

Anqi is wearing a cap. He hasn't put on makeup yet. He just rushed from the hotel to the set, but at the entrance, he met the newcomer Mo Han, who is also the heroine of the film. The agents of the two have been chatting enthusiastically. Anqi glanced at Mo Han, smiled, and stretched out his right hand, "I'm glad to cooperate with you!"

Mo Han seemed to be a little surprised by Anqi's friendliness. It was rumored that Anqi was a very character singer. She also knew that the singer was not so smooth in dealing with people, but she didn't expect that the first time he greeted Anqi, he talked to her so gently. Mo Han's heart beat quickly. Full of joy.

"Hmm! Have a good cooperation!" Mo Han stretched out his hand happily and overlapped with Anqi's hand. His big hands were warm and dry. Mo Han's heart was excited again, and the smile on his face was brighter, with a faint blush.

The agent also almost chatted. After saying hello to each other, they took the artists and walked into the set. Mo Han was directly taken to the set by the agent, and Anqi was taken into the dressing room.

"Anqi, you are doing better and better!" Jack looked at Anqi's makeup and Anqi's perfect side face, and couldn't help admiring.

"I'm flattered!" Anqi hardly moved his mouth, and the makeup artist was giving him a lip line.

"We are really getting closer and closer. When it's over, will we treat the director to a meal with Mo Han and others?"

"Yes, you can arrange it!" Anqi closed his eyes, and the makeup artist had turned to eye makeup.

Jack sat on the sofa on one side, holding his chin, reading some magazine reports, and occasionally looking up at Anqi. From the beginning, he was covered with gunpowder barrels, and now he can sit obediently and be at his mercy. Anqi's temper has been collected a lot. No matter how big the temper is, the people in this circle will be flattened. It's just that Anqi still has a temper. Don't step on his mine, so everyone can live in peace, and he feels that after getting along with him for so long, he has figured out his minefield, and also knows that Anqi will always be Anqi, born to eat this bowl of rice.

"Okay!" The makeup artist's words pulled back Jack's thoughts. Jack looked over, but saw an unclear smile on Anqi's mouth.

"Jack, what do you think is so distracted?" Jack was stunned in a funny tone. When did Anqi learn to make fun of him?

"Nothing!" Jack coughed and covered his embarrassment, "Let's go!"

The task on the first day was not very heavy. Most of them came to audition and let the rival actors run in. Mo Han was a very good actor. After trying the play for a day, Anqi felt that this film would not make him impatient. After all, the actress from a famous school, her eyes and posture are all accurate, which puts some pressure on him as an actor who made his debut halfway.

"Mo Han, I have to learn from you!" Mo Han just got out of the role. At the moment when the director shouted cut, Anqi actually said such a sentence.

Mo Han's heart trembled, "How dare I be your master, Elder Anqi!"

Anqi smiled, turned around and walked to his rest, but Mo Han still stood looking at Anqi's back until the agent pulled her aside, "What's wrong with you?"

"Anqi said he would worship me as a teacher!" Mo Han said in a daze.

"He praised you for your good acting skills, but I tell you that Anqi is a famous gossip. You are still on the rise. Don't get too close to him in front of the media, okay?"

Mo Han nodded in a daze. The agent was the best agent in the company. Mo Han had no reason not to listen to him. He couldn't count the palms of the queen he brought out, but Mo Han couldn't control his heart and was so careful.

The dinner was in a five-star hotel. The director sat Anqi and Mo Han with his left and right hands. The two agents sat next to their own artists. The agents stirred up the atmosphere of the banquet very hot. Jack and Mo Han's agents kept saying good words, persuading their artists to toast the director, toasting the producer, and investing. Fang's toast. Anqi raised his wine glass and toasted the producer, investor and director respectively. After saying a few good words, he patted Jack's waist. After Jack nod, he got up and said he wanted to go to the bathroom and temporarily left the table.

Mo Han watched Anqi slowly stand up and salute gracefully. He turned around and walked out of the private room and escaped from this intertwined place. Mingming Anqi walked very slowly and elegantly, but the word "escape" appeared in Mo Han's mind, escape!

Anqi went into the bathroom and spit out most of the wine he had just drunk. After packing up, he went straight to the hall and picked up a corner of the backlight. Anqi sat down and held his forehead to enjoy this moment of quietness. Sometimes the world is too flashy, too hypocritical, and too confusing. Whenever he feels like this, Anqi likes to sit in a quiet environment, listen to the occasional sound of high heels, the sound of conversation, and feel this real but not noisy world. Mo Han is indeed a good actor. He won't be too tired with her partner. But why did Anqi rub his swollen temples? The crying Fu Xiaobai slowly took shape in his mind, and his image gradually became clear. The person who cried so hard and didn't forget to blame him?