Duan Jiangqiu never imagined that one day he would lie in the same bed with Meng Yanzhang.
He still doesn't know how things came to this.
However, he has also heard before that the thinking of straight men is sometimes very terrible. They feel that they are sneaking around and sharing the same bed. These all indicate that we are good friends and have no idea that this is a dazzling tease or even an invitation in Gay's eyes.
Take a deep breath, Duan Jiangqiu tried to calm his heartbeat that jumped out of his throat, telling himself not to think too much. Meng Yanzhang is a straight man, and he must think that both of them are men and it's nothing to make do for one night.
In fact, if it is not Meng Yanzhang who is lying next to him, but someone else, such as Ji Xiuyang, he doesn't think anything. However, sleeping in the same bed with others only existed when Ji Xiuyang and he were young. They were family friends and often played together. When they were tired of playing, the servant carried them to the bed and slept together.
When he was a little older, Duan Jiangqiu's temper was gradually exposed, and no one could go in except the servant who regularly went into his room to clean up. Sleep in the same bed? Just kidding, if Ji Xiuyang is forced to stay in his room for one night, the only place for Ji Xiuyang is the floor or sofa.
But Meng Yanzhang is different. He is not anyone else. He is a man who Duan Jiangqiu secretly loves for two lives. Just lying in a bed with him, Duan Jiangqiu can hardly breathe, not to mention the same quilt they also covered.
Fortunately, his bed was big enough, and Duan Jiangqiu tried to shrink himself in the corner of the bed, trying to pull out an ocean distance from Meng Yanzhang.
In the darkness, Duan Jiangqiu suddenly felt a sag next to him, and a strong arm around his waist pulled him back, and Duan Jiangqiu's back was suddenly labeled as Meng Yanzhang's warm chest.
He is like a bow, suddenly tense, the atmosphere can't breathe, and even his fists are subconsciously clenched.
What is Meng Yanzhang doing?
"It's going to fall."
Probably because at night, Meng Yanzhang deliberately lowered his voice, which was in Duan Jiangqiu's ear. At the moment, a burst of lightning exploded, scratching, and Duan Jiangqiu's reason was turned into dust.
He put his hand on the back of Meng Yanzhang's arm around his waist, gently pulled it away, and then suddenly turned over and crossed Meng Yanzhang's body, holding his hands on Meng Yanzhang's side, bending over and lowering his head, and their breathing was intertwined, and the tip of his nose brushed Meng Yanzhang's nose, indicating what might happen next with an extremely intimate action.
"Do you know what you are doing?" Duan Jiangqiu dumb voice asked.
There is moonlight falling on the bay window outside the window. With a little brightness, Duan Jiangqiu looks into Meng Yanzhang's eyes.
Meng Yanzhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his hand through his loose pajamas and touched Duan Jiangqiu's waist. His eyes stared at Duan Jiangqiu unblinkingly, and a smile touched his mouth. "Thank you for helping me to cancel my contract with Pengfei."
Duan Jiangqiu's dryness and blood, at this moment, dropped to freezing point, together with the slightly tilted place, also faded down.
He could not have won Meng Yanzhang's heart, and the person who got him was also very good. But I can think of the punch that Meng Yanzhang gave him in the last life, and that he had lost this person, so he was reluctant to force him to do something he didn't want to do.
He probably guessed what Meng Yanzhang was thinking. Meng Yanzhang has always been a person who doesn't want to take advantage of others. Even if he didn't come in person, it's not difficult to guess that Yan Shu came out of the mountain himself.
Meng Yanzhang is poor now, and he has nothing to report. It's a simple idea. Or, Meng Yanzhang thinks that he has done so much for him just to sleep with him. After all, a basic stranger suddenly treats you well for no reason, except for plotting against you.
Duan Jiangqiu fell to the side, and in a strange silence, he said, "You don't have to do this. I didn't mean to ... dive you."
Meng Yanzhang didn't speak, Duan Jiangqiu thought, this seems to have no credibility, but if he and Meng Yanzhang say that I do this for you because I like you, maybe Meng Yanzhang won't believe it. This is more like a fantasy than the former.
He didn't want Meng Yanzhang to know his feelings for him, knowing that Meng Yanzhang was a straight man, and he also confessed to others, and he was hit hard. Duan Jiangqiu's pride wouldn't allow him to do so.
"We are not classmates? It's okay to lend a hand. What's more, I think you have great potential, and our businessmen will not do business at a loss. " Duan Jiangqiu tried to make his explanation less pale.
Believe it or not, Meng Yanzhang doesn't know. Anyway, he will explain it here.
Duan Jiangqiu turned over, rolled the quilt all over himself, and then kicked Meng Yanzhang off guard to the ground.
"Boom!" in the dark. It's a good thing that Duan Jiangqiu's bed is not high and the ground is covered with a soft carpet.
A warm blanket was thrown from the bed.
Duan Jiangqiu turned his back on Meng Yanzhang and said, "You make me very unhappy tonight. I'd better sleep on the ground."
After that, he didn't speak or move, as if he were really asleep.
Meng Yanzhang sat up from the carpet, holding a soft blanket, which was a bit confusing.
In the last life, Duan Jiangqiu tried to sneak him, but he refused anyway, and then he was banned.
In this life, he took the initiative to send it to the door, but Duan Jiangqiu said that he appreciated him and didn't have that kind of mind for him?
But when he was cooking today, Duan Jiangqiu stared at him for a long time. Didn't his eyes want to sleep with him?
Staring at Duan Jiangqiu's irate back of the head for a long time, Meng Yanzhang suddenly felt that the back of the head was a little cute. He shook his head violently, and his brain was really abnormal.
He took the blanket that Duan Jiangqiu gave him, curled up by the bed and soon fell asleep.
Fortunately, it is spring now, and the air conditioner is on in the room, so that he won't feel cold.
When Meng Yanzhang's breathing was smooth and he fell into a deep sleep, Duan Jiangqiu, who had been lying in bed without moving, gently turned around and stared at Meng Yanzhang's face and saw the morning light outside the window before going to sleep.
...
"From today on, you will take classes with these trainees." Yan Shu led Meng Yanzhang around the company and took him to a classroom.
Inside, a group of young and beautiful boys and girls are practicing independently.
Seeing that Yan Shu personally brought people over, they turned their heads and stared at Meng Yanzhang, as if to see what's so special about him that he could let Yan Da's agent personally bring them.
"Ok, Brother Yan." Meng Yanzhang really needs some basic training. When he first entered Pengfei, although he also participated in training, he didn't mention it, and he couldn't remember it for many years.
"Come to the office and look for me after class." Yan Shu patted him on the shoulder, explained a few words and left straight away.
As soon as Yan Shu left, there were several lively boys and girls coming together to talk to him.
"Wow, brother, did you take it personally by Brother Yan?" When a girl opens her mouth, her voice is soft and waxy, like a coquetry, but any straight man can't resist it.
Meng Yanzhang has been cheated enough in her last life, and he is indifferent to her growing into a fairy.
He replied coldly, "Yeah."
"Brother, you are so cool." Another girl praised.
"hmm."
No matter what he says to Meng Yanzhang, he will only "hmm."
A few minutes later, a group of people lost interest in him and stopped surrounding him.
"If he didn't know well, I thought he was dumb."
"It doesn't look like a related family. Look at what he is wearing. The soil is dead."
"Not only a dirt, but also a poor man. His coat has faded."
Although their voices are not loud, the classroom is so big that Meng Yanzhang doesn't want to hear them and will immediately spread to his ears.
"Break time is over, come to class." The teacher appeared in the classroom at the right time. Their class is a physical class. Because it is a basic class, it is not difficult.
When Meng Yanzhang pulled the tendons, he thought it was a good thing that Brother Yan didn't send him to the advanced class, otherwise he might really have no way to walk back and cook dinner today.
Yan Shu frowned slightly when he saw Meng Yanzhang's legs trembling and walked into his office. "What's the matter with you?"
Meng Yanzhang propped up the sofa and sat down slowly. "Nothing, just finished pulling the tendons."
Smell speech, Yan Shu shook his head, it seems that Meng Yanzhang is not suitable for chorus jumping route, and he is too old to pull a muscle.
"Do you want to sing or act?" Although Yan Shu has planned the route for Meng Yanzhang in his heart, he still asks in a formal way.
"I want to act." Meng Yanzhang replied without hesitation.
"I think so." Yan Shu nodded and took out a few scripts from the drawer and put them in front of Meng Yanzhang.
"I have seen your previous works, and your acting skills are average, which is not bad." Yan Shu pointed to several scripts on the table and analyzed them one by one: "There are not many scenes, but the role is pleasing. You don't need to be good at acting. As long as you get by, it will explode. Although there are many scenes, they are all around the male host. They can be familiar in front of the audience, but they are also easily covered by the aura of the male host. However, the male host is a popular traffic niche and the female host is also a popular flower. Don't worry, it's not bad to market it at that time. "
"... you see, which one do you want to play?" After some analysis, Yan Shu took a sip of tea.
These scripts, which he didn't even think about before, are now placed in front of him for him to choose.
Meng Yanzhang put down his script, looked up at Yan Shu, stared at by his dark eyes, and suddenly Yan Shu had a bad feeling.
After licking his dry lips, Meng Yanzhang said, "Brother Yan, I have auditioned for a movie before."
His throat rolled. "I tried. The director asked me to join the group next month."
The cup in his hand hung in the air for half a minute, and Yan Shu slowly put it down. Even so, the bottom of the cup inevitably made a harsh noise when it touched the table.
"What movie?"
"Spring Thunder", a new film directed by Zhu Fenxue. " Meng Yanzhang put his hand on his thigh, slightly bent, but his eyes were always staring at Yan Shu.
Yan Shu leaned back on the sofa behind him, raised his hand and waved it gently. "Push."