Chapter 4 "Little Bastards."

Chu Min hung up the phone first.

He Wenxiao got off the treadmill in the hotel gym and took a few deep breaths against the windowsill.

After seeing Chu Min, the feeling of burning a prairie fire in his heart finally radiated out with the sweat all over his body, but there was still a bit of residual heat in his chest, which burned his heart from time to time.

He opened the freezer, took out the iced mineral water, and poured a whole bottle with his head up in the cold spring of March.

After the discussion just now, he was stopped in the corridor by Fang Jian and said a few words, and his eyes searched for a certain figure, but until everyone left the conference room, he did not see Chu Min coming out, and he was with him. At the same time, Chu Min's dejected appearance appeared in his mind during the meeting.

He returned to the conference room and planned to confirm Chu Min's situation and leave, but when he saw Chu Min leaning limply on the washbasin, his fragile neck exposed in the air without any defense, he had practiced self-control for many years. The power still fell apart, and all the messy thoughts began to rush out, like a flood of beasts who had been locked up for a long time, any thought was enough to frighten Chu Min to call the police on the spot.

And then, he met the vigilant look in Chu Min's eyes, the morbid flushing on his face, and the expression he pretended to be calm...

In the end, he restrained the most primitive desire in his heart, instead of pressing Chu Min hard against the wall, he let Chu Min leave without incident, and spent an hour in this empty gym desperately. sweat.

He Wenxiao squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand and made a series of harsh "creaks".

Six years later, Chu Min still has the ability to soften his heart.

After Chu Min took the cold medicine, he took a hot bath and read a few pages of the script. When he lay down on the bed, he had completely calmed down.

But the "brother" he had heard countless times was like a tarsal vine, coiling in his restless sleep.

When Chu Min woke up, it was still dark, he glanced at the time, it was only three in the morning.

With no sleepiness, he simply put on a coat, got up and pushed open the window. He was exposed to the cold night wind for a long time. He bowed his head and lit a cigarette. After taking a breath, he remembered that he was still having a fever, and put the cigarette back between his fingers.

Six years ago, He Wenxiao, who was three years younger than him, seldom called him by his name. He basically called him "brother" and looked at him from a high place, earnest and eager.

But now hear it again, but it seems like some kind of reminder and provocation.

He thought that about the reason why He Wenxiao suddenly appeared beside him, he might have got the answer——

He Wenxiao didn't let go of the past, even if he might have a new relationship, he didn't let go.

When he broke up with He Wenxiao, He Wenxiao firmly disagreed. Between them, it can be said that he was cut off with one hand, and it was he who unilaterally stopped He Wenxiao first.

A boy who is less than twenty years old is at the age with the strongest self-esteem. Even if the current He Wenxiao has completely transformed into a mature man, it will be difficult to kill the frustrations of his youth.

What's more, he was He Wenxiao's first love.

If at that time he knew what first love meant to some innocent boys, he would not have easily provoke He Wenxiao.

It is said that hatred lasts longer than love. He Wenxiao is probably full of unwillingness. He has hated him for six years. Now he is doing all this because of debt collection from him.

However, the matter had come to this point, and now that the contract had been signed, it was impossible for him to stop acting to avoid He Wenxiao.

Chu Min hooked the corner of his lower lip with a half-smile, shook his head, and unconsciously put the cigarette into his mouth.

He has long ceased to be the frivolous arrogant he used to be. In the entertainment industry, self-willedness is the last thing to eat. Besides, the role of Xu Jifeng should have belonged to him, and his acting skills are definitely worthy of He Wenxiao's investment.

For the next few months, try to maintain your work relationship as much as possible.

Chu Min said heartily.

As for what He Wenxiao wants to toss, let him go.

I just don't know when the other party will lose patience and reveal sharp canine teeth...

The foggy blue smog combined with the night wind at three in the morning makes people calm and sober for no reason.

Thinking of He Wenxiao's lofty tone on the phone yesterday, like a gold owner, Chu Min extinguished the cigarette and cursed "little bastard".

At 8:30 in the morning, Xiaobai came over and asked Chu Min to go to the restaurant for breakfast, saying that Mr. Fang prepared it for everyone.

Chu Min asked Xiao Bai to wait for him.

Not long after he got up, he just used ice water to remove the edema on his face.

He straightened his slightly long hair in front of the mirror, applied some concealer under his eyes to cover the dark circles under his eyes, and returned to his former decency from head to toe.

When Chu Min arrived at the restaurant, there were already several people sitting in front of the long white dining table. Everyone heard the movement and turned to look at him at the door.

He was wearing a dark gray knee-length trench coat today, with a silver choker hanging from his open chest. The soft black sweater collar was stacked on his neck, supporting the curve of his slender jaw, which made his cheeks white as fat and elegant. It's like coming out of an oil painting. No matter how passionate a pair of peach blossom eyes are, it can't cover up the cold and refined temperament.

Ning Dao, who was talking to President Fang, could not help but sigh, "If Xu Jifeng is reincarnated as a modern person, I'm afraid he will be like Xiaochu."

Yao Ximan, the female lead who plays the little princess, tapped her chin with her hand and said, "Well, Senior Brother Xu in the play is Xu Meiren, so Teacher Chu is Chu Meiren."

Another young Xianrou said, "I heard gossip that when the original author of "Qianyuan" wrote Xu Jifeng, he was thinking about Brother Chu's face."

There were indeed such rumors when the novel "Qianyuan" exploded.

Although Chu Min has fair skin and delicate facial features, his entire face is not feminine at all. From certain angles, he is even vaguely fierce. He was once rated as the most resilient and beautiful male artist in the entertainment industry by a leading magazine. It almost coincides with Xu Jifeng's image in the book.

The older actress next to Xiao Xianrou patted him and reminded with a smile, "Just listen to things like gossip, but don't talk nonsense."

Chu Min didn't care about everyone's ridicule, and naturally laughed a few words with everyone. There are also actresses who asked him for advice on skin care, but unfortunately his skin is naturally like this, and it cannot be reproduced with simple maintenance.

Chu Min seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, and as soon as he appeared, he became the focus of everyone's attention and the center of the topic.

Only He Wenxiao did not participate in the chat from beginning to end, sitting diagonally opposite Chu Min, staring at his slightly pale lips for a long time.

After Chu Min was seated, breakfasts were almost finished one after another, and the variety was so rich that it was astonishing, much like Mr. Fang's handwriting.

So that when the waiter came up with a pot of seafood porridge, the table couldn't be put on the table, and everyone helped to make a seat.

Chu Min glanced at the plate of buckwheat bread in the middle, stretched out his hand, and almost subconsciously pushed towards He Wenxiao, when his fingertips touched the edge of the plate, he heard He Xu say, "Brother Xiao, The half-cooked cheese you like is here for you."

Chu Min raised his head and saw He Wenxiao raised his eyebrows and picked up a piece of cheese, and said "Thank you" to He Xu next to him.

Half-cooked cheese, buckwheat bread.

Two very different flavors.

A few years have passed, and it seems that He Wenxiao's taste has changed.

Finally, Chu Min moved the buckwheat bread in front of him, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

It's still unpalatable as always, and don't know why He Wenxiao liked it before.

After breakfast, everyone went to the conference room again, and put the content that had not been discussed yesterday to the end, and the entire main creative meeting was successfully concluded.

The opening ceremony is scheduled for the end of March.

Director Ning called He Wenxiao and Chu Min to his side and asked, "Wen Xiao, Xiao Chu, what time is your return ticket?"

Chu Min covered his lips and coughed, and said, "Seven o'clock in the evening."

He Wenxiao said, "I am also at night."

Ning Dao said: "That's just right, there is still time to have lunch, wait for me to be the host, save a game, without that old Fengtou, just the three of us."

He Wenxiao glanced at Chu Min's energetic appearance, and said, "Uncle Ning, why don't you change..."

"No problem, Director Ning."

Before He Wenxiao finished speaking, Chu Min went to the dinner party one step ahead of him.

Chu Min still had something to tell Qian Song. It was not good for Director Ning to wait for him, so he asked He Wenxiao to go to the hotel with Director Ning.

When he arrived at the door of the private room, Director Ning was chatting with He Wenxiao inside. This was a private private room, and there would be no waiters passing by casually, and the two of them spoke quite casually.

Director Ning asked, "How is your father's health recently?"

He Wenxiao said, "It's okay."

Ning Dao said: "That's good, your brother is going to get married in the second half of the year, and then Lao He will have to come out to preside over the overall situation, and I will find him to play two games of chess when I have time tomorrow."

Two years ago, He Wenxiao's father, He Jiang, suffered a serious illness, which caused a sensation from all walks of life. The media even wrote the condolences, but the top expert team brought in from overseas has superb medical skills, and they just robbed people from the gate of hell. return.

Chu Min pulled off his mask and was about to push the door to go in, when he heard Director Ning say, "Wen Xiao turned twenty-five this year, is there anyone you like?"

The tone is like an ordinary elder who cares about the younger generation.

Chu Min put his fingertips on the doorknob and didn't press it down.

He Wenxiao said, "Yes."

Ning Dao said: "Quickly tell Uncle Ning which outstanding young man he is."

He Wenxiao said, "You know it too."

Director Ning joked: "Is this person in our crew?"

He Wenxiao gave a "hmm".

Director Ning was a little surprised, then he smiled and asked, "How long have you been together?"

He Wenxiao didn't answer.

Director Ning laughed twice: "Understood, I won't ask more, you young people just need to be good."

He Wenxiao paused for a while, then said, "Don't say it, I don't want to be on the hot search recently."

Although He Wenxiao didn't mention that person's name in the whole process, Chu Min felt that what he was talking about was He Xu. Not only did all the conditions match, but the other party was also his rumored boyfriend.

He Wenxiao is on the road of becoming popular overnight. Even if he is talented in acting, his accumulation and precipitation are still far from enough, and he is still half a traffic star.

If the romance is announced now, I am afraid it will set off a bloody storm.

He Wenxiao chose not to disclose it, but he was also protecting the people he liked.

Chu Min leaned outside and stood for more than ten minutes. When the people in the private room began to talk about other topics, he pretended to be just here, opened the door, and walked in.

Chi Xiaoye

Chu Min: Huh.

He Wenxiao: I'm careless, can this game be restarted?

The shou in this article is not a scumbag, and the attack is not a scumbag. There were two reasons for breaking up back then, and I listened to Ye Mou.

Forgot to mention that it is tentatively not updated every Wednesday and Sunday.