After Entering a Book, He Just Wants to be a Flower Vase

Two days later, Jiang Dao, together with the crew of "Operation Red Owl", arrived in the small country in the southern border, Country M.

The places where the production team stayed temporarily were two villa hotels not far from the filming location. The villa is a bit old, with mottled walls and a faint musty smell. Fortunately, the air conditioner can still work, so it won't make everyone's stay too uncomfortable.

"However, there are not enough rooms for one person." The production crew was a little apologetic, "Well, we simply divided it up. Here is the form. If anyone needs to change, you can discuss it yourself, and then come to me to report."

The makeup artist took the costume and styling sisters to the logistics side, and asked in a low voice: "Arranged?"

The logistics girl glanced at the form and said calmly, "It's been arranged."

Then several people looked at each other and smiled, tacit understanding, the corners of their eyes drifted uncontrollably in the direction of Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong.

Jiang Dao raised his hand and scratched his neck, frowning and glanced over, winking at the girls who were secretly planning something.

Then, he heard Chu Yinlong's voice: "Xiao Dao, you live with me in the master bedroom upstairs."

Then a key was handed over.

Ejima hesitated for a moment.

Chu Yinlong was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you want to live with me?"

"How could that be?" Jiang Dao took the key with a smile, "I'm just a little surprised, I thought I would arrange for you to live with Teacher Yao."

After thinking about it, according to the past habits, it is indeed reasonable to arrange it that way.

Chu Yinlong frowned slightly, and looked at the logistics director of the crew.

The logistics girl continued to distribute the keys calmly. Behind her, the make-up artist and the costume model tightened their expressions, shrunk their shoulders, and their eyes flew wildly, but they didn't dare to look directly at Chu Yinlong.

After finding the "culprit", Chu Yinlong let out a soft snort from his nasal cavity, but instead of losing his temper on the spot, he turned around and led Jiang Dao upstairs to the master bedroom.

After everyone's room was allocated, the makeup artist took the costume model and the logistics girl back to the room they shared, and the three girls couldn't help but screamed in a low voice and huddled together.

Makeup artist: "Sister, you are so brave! How dare you arrange the room like this!"

The logistics girl pushed her glasses calmly: "I can be called a dog by Father Long, but the CP I drink must be arranged."

At this time, Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong, who had been "arranged", walked into the master bedroom of the villa, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief—fortunately, this villa was originally a hotel, so there were two beds in the master bedroom.

Although the two had squeezed together on the same bed when they were filming Taoyuan, Jiang Dao was a little worried since he knew Chu Yinlong's orientation. It wasn't that he was afraid of what Chu Yinlong would do to him, but that sharing the same bed would cause trouble to Chu Yinlong.

As for Chu Yinlong, he was relieved because...he was really afraid that he couldn't help it.

When he didn't realize it before, it was okay to sleep in a bed, but now he is aware of his own thoughts and "knows" that Jiang Dao likes him, and it is inevitable to have imaginations when he gets closer. If one day he can't control it, I'm afraid it will really drag Jiang Dao into the vortex of romance in the entertainment circle.

Wait, it's still too early, when Jiang Dao's ability is seen and recognized by everyone, there won't be so many malicious slanders... It won't be too late for him to take that step.

On the first day of arriving abroad, no filming was arranged. We had a dinner for all members at noon, and a reading meeting in the afternoon to familiarize ourselves with the script of the location shooting clips. After dinner, we had free activities and adjustments. time.

From the time Jiang Dao arrived at the villa, he was in the swimming pool in the courtyard.

Finally, when it was time for free activities, he went back and found a pair of shorts to put on, plunged into the water, and swam a few times.

Yao Yuhua was drinking tea with the art director and the assistant director. Seeing this scene through the glass window of the restaurant, he couldn't help laughing: "Young people are full of energy."

Zhumei said: "Don't tell me, Xiao Dao is very strong physically and can endure hardships. He is not squeamish. After a few years, his achievements will not be lower than Xiao Chu's. Tsk, it's a pity..."

"Unfortunately, it would be nice if he was born ten years later." The assistant director sighed following his words, "He will inevitably be overwhelmed by Xiao Chu when he comes out now. Chu can't move anymore, and he happens to be taking over, so there is no need to worry about Wu Sheng."

At this time, a staff member passed by with a box of mineral water. Jiang Dao lay down by the pool and yelled. The man took a bottle of water from the box and threw it over. Chi Bian sat up, unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and gulped a few mouthfuls.

Drops of water snaked down from his cheeks, flowed through the rolling Adam's apple, and fell into the socket of his neck. He was wet all over, and his smooth and graceful muscle lines reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting a little bit of golden light.

"Tsk, beautiful." In front of the window, Zhu Mei stretched out her hand and gestured, "It's a pity that there is no close-up shot in the script for such a beautiful figure."

Yao Yuhua scolded with a smile: "You, no matter how old you are, you are not ashamed to say such things."

The main beauty looked disapproving: "What do you say? Appreciating beauty, what does it have to do with age? The beauty of the human body is completely different from the **** in the eyes of vulgar people. The human body is the most perfect work of art in nature. You Look at him, this kind of beauty is pure, it will not make people have vulgar desires!"

On the second floor, in front of the master bedroom window.

Chu Yinlong looked down at the big boy sitting by the pool, and his throat rolled uncontrollably.

He stretched out his hand to close the curtains, turned around and took out the incense box from the suitcase, skillfully twisted out an incense stick and lit it, and heaved a sigh of relief.

After swimming in the water for more than half an hour, Jiang Dao looked refreshed. He stood up from the pool, shook off the water droplets from his hair, picked up the towel thrown on the folding chair next to him, put it on, and stepped on his slippers to go back indoors. As soon as he entered the master bedroom, he turned straight into the bathroom without thinking.

It wasn't until he finished taking a shower and dried his body that Jiang Dao realized belatedly... He forgot to take a change of clothes again.

Jiang Dao searched around in the bathroom and found that there was no bathrobe in this shabby place.

So, he could only settle for the next best thing, picked up the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist, and slipped lightly to the front of his suitcase.

Chu Yinlong, who was leaning on the bed and talking on the phone: ...

On the phone, Director Mu asked: "Give me a word, can you act?"

Chu Yinlong came back to his senses: "Yes!"

Director Mu snorted, "Why are you shouting so loudly? I can hear you."

Then he continued: "However, when I fell in love with you, you were five years younger than now. You are not as mature and stable as you are now, and you have a more youthful feel. This film is estimated to be early next year, and you will have to prepare for makeup and styling. , you also find out how you felt back then, don't turn around and really play Brother Qing as a father."

Chu Yinlong watched Jiang Dao sneak back to the bathroom with a few clothes in his arms, then quickly looked away, rubbing his fingers with downcast eyes.

The pastor sighed on the phone: "I originally thought that it would be good for Kojima to practice emotional scenes with Lao Zhang, but he turned out to be an unreliable Lao Zhang, so timid, he told me he wouldn't dare Use a rumored actor, as if he doesn't know what happened to the dinner that day... Oh yes, if you have a suitable role on your side, you can ask Kojima to practice in advance. He doesn't seem to be in love, don't come Sometimes I can’t feel it.”

Chu Yinlong said lightly: "Yes, I see."

Jiang Dao changed his clothes and came out, covered in moisture, holding a towel to wipe his hair.

Wiping it, he wrinkled his nose, and then he smelled something wrong in the room, as if there was a strange fragrance.

"Have you been wearing perfume?" Jiang Dao looked at Chu Yinlong in surprise.

"No." Chu Yinlong hung up the phone, "I lit sandalwood for a while to get rid of the musty smell."

"Oh, sandalwood..." Jiang Dao suddenly recalled what he talked about when he was chatting with someone before, and he couldn't help laughing, "Isn't that the incense that was lit in the temple? You still carry it with you, you really deserve to be born in Buddhism."

Hearing what he said, Chu Yinlong didn't know why, and subconsciously explained: "Actually, when I came out to make movies at the age of eight, I was already out of vulgarity. Later, I was only led to practice in the temple. I officially left the temple more than ten years ago, and the rules and regulations are not required. Keep it up...using sandalwood is just my personal habit."

Jiang Dao was curious: "Then do you still believe in Buddhism?"

Chu Yinlong said: "I like some sayings and habits of Buddhism, but I have not converted to Buddhism."

Jiang Dao nodded knowingly, and subconsciously thought: "Oh, that means you don't abstain from silk...cough, meaty?"

Chu Yinlong: ...

Jiang Dao: ...

This turning point was too blunt, and the air was suddenly awkward.

After a while, Chu Yinlong tried to reverse the situation: "Actually, I still don't eat meat."

Now Jiang Dao was stunned: "But you eat a lot of meat when you cook."

Hearing this, Chu Yinlong smiled and said: "To be precise, meat is 'fishy'. The 'meat' in the precepts refers to things with strong smells such as onions, ginger, garlic and leeks. Parsley, celery, onions, etc., I don't eat either."

Jiang Dao tutted and shook his head: "Then you are a bit picky eater. Tsk, I have never been hungry. I am so hungry that I want to stuff everything into my mouth. I even ate mud."

Chu Yinlong was suddenly surprised: "You?! Really?"

Only then did Jiang Dao realize it, and blinked his eyes: "Do you really believe it?"

Chu Yinlong stared at Jiang Dao fixedly, but did not speak.

How hungry do people have to be to eat mud?

What did this child experience when he was a child?

The Qin family... how did they abuse him?

Looking at Jiang Dao's wet hair, Chu Yinlong suddenly recalled what happened when he was recording Taoyuan.

When Jiang Dao jumped into the lake to save the vegetables, it was not for sensationalism, nor was it a momentary excitement, or even a young man's impulsiveness, but...he really didn't want to waste food.

Chu Yinlong looked at Jiang Dao, and blurted out a sentence from the bottom of his heart: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Dao was stunned: "... Huh?"

Chu Yinlong smiled helplessly and shook his head. This apology came too late and was meaningless.

Once I think about it, the little things that happened in the crew usually start to emerge.

Jiang Dao never had any leftovers. Even if the food in the lunch box was not tasty, if he was given too much food, he would eat all of it. Then he would increase the time and intensity of his exercise at night, forcibly consuming the excess energy. Use up.

So far, the only food he can recall that Ejima himself wasted was the half of an apple.