Chapter 29:

At night, Yu Qinghuan was inconvenient to go directly to Huojia. Before calling, he called Huo Qu.
Call out with the guard and let them wait for me to come in,
he emphasized.
I will call after I arrive. You, when you go downstairs, don't go too far down the stairs, just wait for me in the same place, I will go to you."
After thinking about it, I still don’t feel relieved. I sighed again. "Come out more clothes, hats and scarves should be brought."
Huoqu was obedient. After hanging up the phone, he wore his clothes at the fastest speed. The waist was sitting on the bed straight, his eyes fixed on the phone, and he refused to leave for a moment, for fear of missing Yu Qinghuan’s call.
When he learned that Huo Qu and others would go out, Huo Hao would immediately oppose it. When he was about to say something, he was blocked by Huo Huo with oranges.
Until the good guards were told, seeing Huo Qu back to his house, Huo Wei was swiftly swallowing the oranges. The dissatisfied father said: "Dad, what are you doing? How can the younger brother go out at night!"

Why not?
Huo’s father asked,
Three children are so big.

"But three children like this..."
"Small two," Huo father patted the position beside him, indicating that Huo Wei sat down. "For the three children, you have too much control. The only place where the three children are different from you is that he wants to be smarter."

I paused and said: "I hope that you can understand that whether it is between brothers or other relationships, too much interference with others' good flags is not a pleasing thing."
Although Huo Wei understands that his father said it makes sense, he still has some weak rebuttals. "What should I do if I have something?"
Huo Father took a sip of tea and calmly said: "We can't even do this in order to avoid risks. This is the most stupid idea. I think the three children are very good now, and I hope that the three children can become more Ok, what do you think?"
Huo Wei’s complicated face was so long that he finally nodded.
When Yu Qinghuan arrived, Huo Quan stood in the downstairs waiting for him, and also deliberately stood under the street lamp. At night, his face was green and white by the streetlights, and it was inexplicably infiltrated.
Yu Qinghuan walked quickly and first looked at him up and down. Seeing that he was no different, he was relieved. "Where is it?"
"Here," Huo Qu slammed his chest and opened his mouth with a low voice. "It's hard to suffer."
"What is going on?" Yu Qinghuan, who was worried about reaching out and gave him a sigh, Wen Wen asked: "Is it suddenly hurt? Have you told your family?"
Huoqu shook his head, looked at the ground, and looked at Yu Qinghuan. He suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, as if he was afraid that he ran, and pleaded: "Qinghuan, you should not compare Zhao Qingyuan to me."
Yu Qinghuan stunned and immediately laughed: "You are sad for this? This vinegar is also nowhere to eat."
Huo Qu seriously corrected him. "Qing Huan, I am not jealous tonight."
"Okay," Yu Qinghuan gave him a smooth breath. He only felt that his temper was really polished by this person. He rushed over at night and thought that he had something wrong. The result was because he thought he was against Zhao Qing. Yuan is better than him.
"I don't have it, you can rest assured."
"You have." Huo Qu's dark eyes looked at him with a sigh of relief, and his voice was awkward. "The TV is saying that you are very good."
"We are very good, um..."
Seeing Huo Qu’s appearance in a moment of sorrow, Yu Qinghuan quickly changed his mouth.
It’s a bit exaggerated on TV.

He knows that Huo Qu is different from ordinary people and he has more patience with him. He explained carefully: "Huo Qu, each of us will have many friends. You can't be uncomfortable because of this. I have new friends, but they don't. The relationship that represents us is not good, right?"
"No," Huo Qu turned his head very seriously. His beautiful eyes were full of lost. "I don't have many friends. I only have one of you."
Yu Qinghuan took a breath and noticed that he might have hurt the heart of Huo Quan. He couldn’t help but regret it. He took his hand and replied: "Well, although there will be many friends, you are unique to me. of."
Huo Qu’s eyes immediately lit up.
Really?

"Of course it is true." Yu Qinghuan patted his head with the other hand. "Don't think so much, call me if you are not happy, you can't be sulking."
"Yeah." Huoqu nodded hard, and the mood of a low night finally began to have a bit of clarity. It’s just... he still doesn’t feel enough, even if Qing Hua has already said this, his heart is still stuffy.
After a long silence, I finally asked, "Would you like to go out alone with Zhao Qingyuan?"
"Cough," Yu Qinghuan was almost picked up by his own saliva. He wanted to have a date with his science, but he thought of his own sexuality. He was afraid that he would not be clear to him for a while. He could only vaguely say, "No. Yes."
As soon as the voice fell, Huo Qu immediately said: "If I want to date you, will you go?"
Afraid that this small vinegar cylinder broke out again, Yu Qinghuan could only ignore his wrong words and swear by the scalp: "...will."
This time, consciously overcame Zhao Qingyuan's Huo Qu, finally satisfied.
Then he discovered that Yu Qinghuan’s hand was cold and cold.
"Qing Huan, are you cold?" He worried and panicked and held Yu Qinghuan's hand as if it were a precious fragile item. He wanted to help him but he didn't know what to do.
Yu Qinghuan deliberately teased him. "Yes, it's cold, or can you help me warm?"
Huo Qu nodded hard and thought about it. Suddenly he opened his clothes and directly pressed Yu Qinghuan’s hand to his lower abdomen.
When the cold hand touched the warm skin, he shuddered Huo Qu’s life, but he refused to move, and even pressed the clothes down, trying to put Yu Qinghuan’s hand. The package is tighter.
"You are stupid and not stupid! You are so cold that you dare to put it on your stomach!" Yu Qinghuan was shocked and tried to withdraw his hand.
"I am not stupid, I have 180 IQ." Huo Qu's serious explanation, but detained Yu Qinghuan's hand.
His strength was surprisingly large, and Yu Qinghuan couldn't afford it. In the end, he simply let it go. Anyway, Huo Qu was not too cold, and he felt very comfortable.
On the winter night, even if there is no wind, it is cold and powerful. After standing for a while, Yu Qinghuan smoked his nose. Some of the sleepy yawns, on the channel: "Is it better? I have to go back, send you first. Going upstairs?"
Huo Qu is tightly clutching Yu Qinghuan’s hand, and he clearly disagreed with his suggestion.
"Obvious." Yu Qinghuan dragged him to the door. "I still have a play tomorrow. I can't stay here for too long. I will see you again next time."
He said so, Huo Qu even if he is not willing, he can only nod his head and keep up with his footsteps, but the steps are very small and very small, just like grinding on the ground.
In the end, Yu Qinghuan could only stand still and turn to look at him. "Huo Qu, are you not walking?"
"I will."
"Then why don't you go faster?"
"Because I want you to stay with you for a while."
Yu Qinghuan took a breath, under the streetlight, Huo Qu's Zhang Qingjun's face was particularly charming, almost shaking his eyes. A small spurt slammed into my heart, like a fluffy little tail, naughty sweeping his heart, so that Yu Qinghuan is not comfortable.
Concealing himself with a beast, Yu Qinghuan has no face, and he is looking for a guilty conscience. "I will not stand under the streetlights in the future. I just scared me when I saw you."
"but……"
"What is it? There is something to say!"
"The light is the brightest under the street."
"What about that? Is it the star that you want to be the brightest in the night?"
"I am a human being, not a star. I am just... I want you to see me at first sight."
Probably the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, Yu Qinghuan is always involuntarily attracted by Huo Qu.
This is the first time he has placed Huo Qu in an equal position with himself, instead of just treating him as a sincere friend who always needs his own care.
"I am leaving, you can go back quickly." Yu Qinghuan threw out all the messy thoughts in his head, helped Huo Canal press the elevator's up button, and patted him on the shoulder and said something.
Seeing Huo Qutou nodded, he turned and walked forward.
In the darkness, his white fingers swaying with the corner of his clothes are particularly conspicuous. Huo Qu involuntarily chased him and ran two steps, trying to catch the hand that disturbed his mind.
However, Yu Qinghuan walked very quickly, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye. Huo Qu stopped his steps, staring at the place where he left, slowly retracting his hand with his head down.
When Yu Qinghuan returned to the hotel, she was cold and her face was green. On the side of Yu Xin, he poured hot water and yelled at him. "Let's get there! What's going on in the big night! It's not enough!"
But the attitude is much better than during the day.
Because the news of Zhao Qingyuan and Yu Qinghuan, not only did not make up the storm on the Internet, but unexpectedly harvested a bunch of passers-by sympathy and goodwill.
"Now the media is crazy? Is there any point? Is it true that two people go out together to date? Is it the object?"
"I really convinced... There is no hormone between Da Yuange and Qing Huan! It is like Dad holding a huskies... God, what am I talking about..."
"It’s so annoying, can you report something useful!"
"Suddenly, it’s not easy to think of a star. It’s a homosexual friend to be a homosexual, oh, sympathy...

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The netizens are like being brainwashed. The views are surprisingly consistent. The swarm of bees began to smash the media, and now the trend of online news. In the end, the two parties, Yu Qinghuan and Zhao Qingyuan, were thrown aside. Yu Xin’s tears were seen. Ying Ying, almost went to Weibo to turn a koi.
"Do not worry, no one is staring at me. This time, the headline is also because of Qingyuan." Yu Qinghuan drank a cup of hot water and felt warmer in the stomach, which was a relief.
"You still have reason." Yu Xin helped him hang up his coat and said: "You have been in the crew for a few days, and you have to endure it. Don't go out again. Liu Xian of the province has opinions for you.
Yu Qinghuan just wanted to nod, and Yu Xin added another sentence. "You have nothing to do with it anyway."
Yu Qinghuan: "...good."
Early the next morning, Yu Qinghuan turned makeup to the studio. The first game of today was his opponent's play with Fang Zhongxi.
The strange thing is that Fang Zhongxi, who has always been on time, is far behind today. The crew waited for him for a while, and he was apologetic.
In view of his first time, coupled with a good attitude of admitting mistakes, Liu Jiaan did not get angry, just waved his hand and let him hurry to prepare.
Fang Zhongxi's face is very poor, it seems very uncomfortable, even if a thick foundation is on, you can see it.
"Are you okay?" Although not familiar, but since I saw it, I don't want to ask. Back to the camera, Yu Qinghuan still cares about it.
"It's okay." Fang Zhongxi's attitude returned to him with a faint attitude, and he did not speak. When Yu Qinghuan saw it, he no longer asked more questions and began to bow down to organize his costumes.
This is the penultimate play of Yu Qinghuan's murder, still a rescue drama, and still laborious.
Yu Qinghuan brewed his emotions. When Fang Zhongxi also nodded, he made a gesture to Liu Jiaan.
Liu Jiaan was willing to take a look. He had already prepared the lighting engineer and immediately shouted: "Good! Start!"
"Fast and fast!" Ye Sheng, who has long fallen deeply in love with the battlefield, is full of sweat. The white scorpion is covered with blood, and the image of the noble son who was not touched by Yang Chunshui when he first came.
He ran at the forefront, commanding two soldiers carrying a stretcher, his face anxious.
The artillery fire in the field continued, and the wounded had gone a number of batches, and the manpower was not enough. Ye Shengzheng racked his brains and thought about how to draw people's hands, and suddenly saw a colleague who came from outside.
"Great, you come with me, the patient is really..." Yu Qinghuan stunned Fang Zhongxi, and a line has not been finished yet. Fang Zhongxi suddenly had a squat at the foot and was planted on the ground.
"Cut!" Liu Jiaan squinted and shouted here. "Zhong Xi, what happened? Is it lame?"
Fang Zhongxi’s face was pale and looked very painful. He had cold sweat on his nose and sat down on the ground for a while before he looked up.
Sorry, Liu Dao, I am a little uncomfortable.

Although Liu Jia'an has a bad temper, it is related to the actor's body. In the end, he still suppressed the fire in his heart. He turned to Wang Chengcheng and Li Hong sleeved: "You two are ready to shoot your first."
The two actresses were busy and they went back to the make-up room.
Fang Zhongxi, tried several times, did not get up from the ground, but under the circumstance, he could only whisper to Yu Qinghuan: "Get the handle and help me."
"Xig, is your agent not here today?" Yu Qinghuan lifted him from the ground and sent him to the lounge while asking.
"Yeah." Fang Zhongxi said with a low voice, it seems that he does not want to mention this matter.
Yu Qinghuan is not a gossip. When he did not see his ugly face, he sent Fang Zhongxi to the sofa on the lounge and just wanted to leave. His eyes inadvertently swept his neckline and suddenly stopped.
Fang Zhongxi now only wears a thin costume, because the tossing of the last one, the top button does not know when it has been opened, revealing a deep red mark on the skin.
Although it has not been experienced, Yu Qinghuan is an adult after all, and at a glance he recognizes what it is.
"See?" He noticed his sight, Fang Zhongxi did not panic, just raised his head and said: "I hope you don't talk too much."
"You can rest assured." Yu Qinghuan regained his gaze and left a sentence, "I am not interested in the private life of other people." Then he turned and left.
Just stepping forward, suddenly came the sound of Fang Zhongxi’s cold voice. "Are you despising me?"
"You want more." Yu Qinghuan does not return. "There are many ways to go forward. Everyone has different choices. I don't have any opinion on your choice."
The narrow and icy lounge and the dull atmosphere made Yu Qinghuan almost breathless. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. He didn't wait for Fang Zhongxi's response, he opened the door and strode out.
The wind in the midwinter was dry and cold, but there was cool and refreshing in the room. Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath and chose a corner to sit down and stare at the ground alone.
This is the reason why he hates this circle. Everyone wants to climb up and use whatever means. All the dark side of human nature can be found in this circle.
When Fang Zhongxi asked him if he looked down on him, he still lied.
He just looked down on such people and looked down on people who used their faces and even their bodies to change their future.
"Qing Huan, do you have a heart?" A kind and gentle voice came from the top of the head. Yu Qinghuan quickly stood up and screamed with respect and respect, "Mr. Wang."
Wang Zhensheng waved his hand and sat down beside him. "I don't have to be so polite to me. Come on, it's hard to have some time. Let's have a chat."
"There is nothing," Yu Qinghuan coveted. "There are some things that can't be understood."
"Young, want to do so much?" Wang Zhensheng shook his head. "Qinghuan, you are an advantage, but it is also a disadvantage. If I am at your age, I must do it immediately, anyway, it is still small. It’s a big deal to start over."
Stopped and stopped, seeing Yu Qinghuan is still a look of depression, Wang Zhensheng did not ask, cleverly changed the topic, "after shooting "Life and Death", what are your plans."
"I want to go to the Grand Theatre to observe and practice, and hone my acting skills. Then I will shoot "How to Love You"," Yu Qinghuan said his planned arrangements, and paused, showing a little confusion on his face. After that, I haven't planned yet."
"I asked you before." Wang Zhensheng gradually closed his face and looked at Yu Qinghuan seriously. "Do you hate acting, you didn't give me the answer, if I ask again today?"
He asked seriously, Yu Qinghuan also thought for a while, and then he replied: "I don't hate acting, I just... some hate this circle."
This can be said to be very bold. If other people hear it, it will definitely sneer at it. By the way, Yu Qinghuan will not know how to be tall and thick, but Wang Zhensheng just nodded and did not express his opinion. Instead, he asked: "Why?"
This time, Yu Qinghuan did not want to answer and replied: "Because it is too impetuous, too utilitarian. And I feel that in this circle, every move is under the supervision of others, and I can't do whatever I want, and I can't get freedom."
"Qing Huan," Wang Zhensheng looked at him, saying: "The ubiquitous sneak shots, paparazzi, is indeed an inevitable thing in this circle, but as long as you are low-key, protecting your privacy is not as imaginary. difficult."
"And, what do you think of freedom? Freedom is not what you want, it is what you want, what you want to do, but when you don't want to do anything, you can't do it."
Yu Qinghuan’s heart leaped and couldn’t help but hold his breath.
Wang Zhensheng continued: "Every circle has its own hidden rules. Absolutely clean places do not exist. If you want to retire to avoid such a gray area, then you are wrong."

Why don’t you change the way? When you are so strong that you can say no to the rules, you can even make your own rules. Do you care about the things that are now holding you?

Yu Qinghuan couldn't return to God for a long time, and even Wang Zhensheng didn't know when he left. By the time he woke up from his thoughts, the sun was already hanging high in the sky.
Although the sun in winter is not hot, it has the warmth and harmony that summer does not have. Yu Qinghuan raised his eyes with his eyes and felt the feeling of the sun jumping on his face.
He thought that it was time for him to think about where to go in the future.
Because Fang Zhongxi has not been good, so today's filming is naturally delayed. Yu Qinghuan stayed at the studio for a while and then returned to the hotel. Just ready to go to the bathroom for a shower, Yu Xin came in with anger and red eyes.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yu Qinghuan quickly closed the door and asked.
"Qing Huan," Yu Xin clenched his hands into a fist, and the forehead swelled up. It looked like anger reached the extreme. Almost biting his teeth, he resisted the whimper in his throat. He said in a word: "Sinking out of relationship , changed to another agent."
He took six years of indulgence, and the best resources in his hand gave him almost a brain. But at the end of the day, it was kicked open by the sinking and unrelenting.
He understands the mentality of indulging in redness. If he tells himself that he wants to change his agent, he will not stop him, but he has chosen a way to make such a decision. This is obviously going to go halfway in the future.
"You said how I blinked!" Yu Xinyi grabbed his hair and almost pulled the scalp down together, his face full of unwillingness and humiliation.
"Brother, it doesn't matter," Yu Qinghuan patted his back and gave him a sigh of relief. He comforted: "It is a good thing to get rid of this person early."
"You don't understand, you don't understand." Yu Xin even shook his head, and the man who beat the iron almost fell into tears.
He knows that his ability is not strong. Compared with those agents who are versatile, there are still too many differences, but he has already worked hard and tried his best to give his artists better resources, but still not. Use, or be rejected by people...
Is this circle really a little friendship?
"You are not just an artist!" Can't see Xin's sorrowful look, Yu Qinghuan frowned and couldn't help but raise the volume. "Is there still me?"
Yu Xinyi, looked up and looked at Yu Qinghuan with disbelief. His eyes were full of surprises. "Qinghuan, are you willing to use me? When you are red, are you willing to use me all the time?"
"Of course." Yu Qinghuan did not hesitate to answer. "I have only one agent in your life!"
"Qing Huan..." Yu Xin's nose is sour, afraid that Yu Qinghuan sees his reddish eye circles, don't overdo it: "You have to give me some anger, let those people look good! I am not taking it with Xin. No reds! They can't do it themselves!"
Yu Qinghuan, a variety of people since the rebirth, swiftly passed in the head, a picture about film, acting is like a movie, flowing smoothly in front of him.
Can't escape, can't hide.
He sighed softly, and in Xin’s expectation, he finally nodded. "Well."