𝕮⃟𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 2

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘：My Dragon
𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥：我的龙 (Butterfly Mage)

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Zhang Heng cleared the scene, leaving only him and the cameraman in the room, and a bystander who had covered half of his face with sunglasses, Fei Cheng.

Outside the door, Nan HuaiLin put his arm around Shen Chong's waist and waited for the shooting to begin.

Shen Chong asked in a voice that only two people could hear, "Have you brushed your teeth?"

Nan HuaiLin replied, "Yes."

Shen Chong added, "To have to kiss and touch a man you don't know, I also feel quite disgusted, so we'd better get through it in one take. Let's don't give each other a hard time, okay?"

Nan HuaiLin raised his eyes. The disgust in the other party's eyes was obvious, he lowered his eyes, and faintly returned a "yes."

"Action!"

Shen Chong immediately entered the state. He closed his eyes and leaned on Nan HuaiLin.

Nan HuaiLin wrapped one arm around Shen Chong and opened the door with the room card in one hand. He inserted the room card into the electrical port, entered through the door, and the dark room immediately lit up.

Shen Chong muddled his words. Nan HuaiLin, as Zhang Heng had requested, just said nothing. He unbuttoned Shen Chong's shirt, and then sharply took off his own T-shirt, revealing muscles no less beautiful than Shen Chong's.

Nan HuaiLin knew that his looks and height were not advantageous, so he put a lot of effort into his figure, going to the gym for at least an hour every day, no matter how tired he was.

Shen Chong lay down and kissed Nan HuaiLin. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept a glance at his pectoral and abdominal muscles and could not help but whistle in his heart. He was not expecting this man to be average in appearance, but with a body that was so mouth-watering. Mn, his lips were also very soft, and with a little light sweetness. Shen Chong closed his eyes, and suddenly he was a little bit excited.

Nan HuaiLin naturally couldn't discern Shen Chong's mind. He performed as Zhang Heng requested. His expressions and movements were spot on.

Shen Chong soon had the urge again. His emotions were very complicated.

Nan HuaiLin set aside all emotions and did not even bother to give more than a glancing look.

Was it because Shen Chong had been lonely for too long?

Shit! Too fucking exciting!

"Cut!" Zhang Heng stood up. "Shen Chong what are you staring at? You continue to act, na!"

Shen Chong replied while watching Nan HuaiLin's expression, only to see his eyes lowered and his face blank with no expression.

Shen Chong was sulking. This face was so ordinary, that it couldn't be any more ordinary! How did he...ugh! What a fucking fuck up!

Fei Cheng pulled down his sunglasses a little. His eyes looked over the frame, and also fell on Nan HuaiLin.

When wearing clothes, one would not think he was good looking. However, after taking off his clothes and seeing him again, this little pro actor really had a few tasty points. His skin was white and glowing, like the best white porcelain. His muscles were also very beautiful, with just the right amount of bump, and his bland face was vaguely ascetic. Suddenly, he remembered him on the subway with his face full of tears...and his brain followed with bad fantasies. Fei Cheng hurriedly pushed his sunglasses up and blocked his view.

"This shot has to be one shot, from beginning to end! Let's start from the beginning," Zhang Heng shouted toward the door. "Scene attendant! Get the room maid over here to make the bed!"

Nan HuaiLin silently put on his T-shirt, got up, and went to the door to wait for the shooting to start again.

Shen Chong buttoned up and walked over to him, so embarrassed that his ears turned red.

"Ahem!" Shen Chong coughed, "Someone, come over here and fix my hair!"

Nan HuaiLin silently stood a little ways away, consciously giving way to make room for other people.

Soon, everything was ready to start shooting again.

Between the body entanglement, Shen Chong once again felt himself get an erection, and it was more intense than the last time.

Fuck! Shen Chong cursed in his heart. He was a bit broken, and especially rough as he did the movements that Zhang Heng asked him to do.

His hand was surprisingly strong. Nan HuaiLin was defenseless and cried out in pain.

Shen Chong was completely excited this time. Not only because Nan HuaiLin cried out, but also because the touch under his hands was surprisingly good. Smooth, and tight. He gave this ass full marks.

Shen Chong fiercely rolled over and pressed Nan HuaiLin down. Their eyes briefly collided, and Shen Chong caught the watery light in his eyes, and the urge to fuck him and hear him cry out beneath him leaped up in his head.

Zhang Heng did not shout "Cut," and Shen Chong pressed him down without being told. Nan HuaiLin had to take the initiative and tilted his head to kiss him again.

Shen Chong fell into a momentary trance. He forgot that he was filming a scene, and involuntarily stuck out his tongue to explore Nan HuaiLin's mouth.

Nan HuaiLin abruptly opened his eyes, "!!!"

"Cut!"

Shen Chong returned to his senses and took in the astonishment in Nan HuaiLin's eyes.

At this moment, Shen Chong used all his acting skills and calmly got off Nan HuaiLin's body as if nothing had happened. He asked Zhang Heng in a natural tone, "Director Zhang, has this scene passed?"

"Yes." Zhang Heng looked at Nan HuaiLin who was lifting his pants. "Xiao Nan. Good performance."

"Thank you, Director Zhang," Nan HuaiLin said.

"Who is your agent?" Zhang Heng asked.

"He DingHong," Nan HuaiLin replied.

Zhang Heng nodded, "I will look for you when I have another suitable role."

This was approval.

Nan HuaiLin smiled, and his bad mood dissipated at this moment. He bowed towards Zhang Heng. "Thank you, Director Zhang!"

Shen Chong took in his bowing with disdain in his heart, and his eyes showed some contempt.

"I'm going to change my clothes," he said to Fei Cheng. "You go wait for me in the opposite room."

Fei Cheng nodded and got up to leave, brushing past Nan HuaiLin.

Shen Chong and Nan HuaiLin went into the next room, one after the other, with the door labeled "Dressing Room."

In the closed space, with the two of them alone, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Nan HuaiLin did not say anything, and changed his clothes.

Shen Chong's eyes lingered on him from time to time. He coughed and said, "Are you under He DingHong's hand?"

Nan HuaiLin gave a "hmm."

Shen Chong said, "I was under him for a while when I first started out, so I have a good relationship with him. I can talk to him and ask him to give you some quality roles."

Nan HuaiLin looked at him with surprise.

He didn't know why Shen Chong was suddenly so kind, but he knew that there was no free lunch under the sky. After a few seconds of deliberation, Nan HuaiLin spoke, "Thank you for your kindness, but I think Brother Hong should have his own considerations, so it's not necessary."

During those few words, Nan HuaiLin had already changed his clothes. He took his phone and was ready to leave, but Shen Chong suddenly grabbed his wrist, looked straight at him, and said, "Do you want to go to my house this evening...?"

Shen Chong also wondered how he could be so eager, and be so unskilled about dating. The most outrageous thing was that the one he wanted to go on a date with was such an ordinary-looking person. That was incredible for him, who was a fierce face-con. But he was really aroused by Nan HuaiLin's strong allure. Perhaps it was because he had eaten too much abalone, ginseng, shark's fin, and tripe. Maybe he was a bit tired of it, so he wanted to try congee and small dishes. 1

The old saying was true.

Nan HuaiLin wanted to smash in Shen Chong's face, but he held back. He could not help but sneer as he looked at Shen Chong. He said, "Mr. Shen, you are too deep into the scene, right? I'm playing a male prostitute, but I'm not one."

He shook off Shen Chong's hand and walked away without looking back.

Shen Chong laughed.

Laughed at himself.

Men were fucking cheap bastards. The more they couldn't eat, the more their appetite grew, even if the dish didn't look good.

Just now when Nan HuaiLin refused him, he even felt Nan HuaiLin had a somewhat cold taste. It almost made him want to use force.

How could a person who was obviously not beautiful, exude such a strong sexual attraction?

It was so damn strange.

"What are you dawdling for?" Fei Cheng appeared in the doorway. "I've been waiting half a day already."

"I'm anxious to eat an egg, but the heart can't eat hot tofu. Understand?" Shen Chong laughed at himself. He was too anxious just now. He couldn't believe it. How could Shen Chong not be able to take a passer-by? He had to get this Nan HuaiLin! It was inevitable!

Shen Chong had nothing scheduled in the afternoon, so he left his assistant and took Fei Cheng to a bar he frequented.

The place he frequented was naturally not low-grade. The people who could visit there to spend money were all wealthy, so they would never come around when they saw a star, but the two of them still found a quiet corner to sit down and talk.

It happened to be lunchtime, so the two ordered food first and then wine. When the waiter left with the menu, Fei Cheng asked without thinking, "Which of your best buddies did you jerk off with?"

Shen Chong laughed, "I just said that casually. You really believed it? You've been in America for years. Why are you still so pure?"

Fei Cheng looked at him through his sunglasses, "It wasn't with my brother, right?"

Shen Chong laughed exaggeratedly, "With your brother? Do I look crazy? You're really funny."

Fei Cheng hooked the corner of his mouth. "Has my brother been in love in the past few years?"

Shen Chong shrugged. "I don't know. I don't know him well. What about you? The American people are so open. Your sex life must be very colorful, right?"

Fei Cheng said indifferently, "The American people don't like me like this."

Shen Chong snickered, "Who are you fooling? I think you're the one who is asexual, right?"

Fei Cheng raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Shen Chong tsked twice. "You are the same as your brother, you've wasted that good skin. Hey, you guys don't have a genetic problem, do you? You should get a genetic test."

"Fuck off," Fei Cheng scolded with a laugh. "I would rather have a good time than a bad one. You think that all people are like you? Heavy sex addicts?"

"I call this 'life is happy, there are flowers that can be folded.' You know nothing." Shen Chong suddenly sighed. "But recently it's been too busy, and I haven't met any delicious small zeros. My AK47 is fucking rusty." He paused and laughed again. "Today, that small actor, Nan. His face isn't very good, but his body is great. He'd be a superb muscled zero. Especially his ass. It felt excellent. All I did was pinch it and I got so fucking hard. Fucking him up must be more enjoyable. You wait and see, within a week, I'll sleep with him."

Fei Cheng hadn't touched it, but he saw it.

Nan HuaiLin's ass was indeed, very imaginative. White, round and upright. He got a polite hard-on when he saw it.

"Hey!" Shen Chong snapped his fingers in front of Fei Cheng's eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking," Fei Cheng returned to his senses. "You are really a rogue as always."

-

After he left the hotel, Nan HuaiLin first found a bank to transfer back the million that Shi Yan had transferred to him, and then went to the ATM to withdraw two thousand dollars to pay his rent.

Now the balance on his bank card was almost zero.

At the roadside he found something to eat, and then took the bus to the office.

It was not even one o'clock when he arrived.

He DingHong was not there, he had gone out for lunch.

Nan HuaiLin was left standing outside the office, waiting.

He took out his phone. First he opened his address book and blocked Shi Yan's phone number, opened WeChat and deleted his contact, then opened his photo album and deleted all the photos of Shi Yan.

But his finger stopped at the last photo.

In that photo, Nan HuaiLin and Shi Yan were wearing high school uniforms. Nan HuaiLin was sleeping on his desk, Shi Yan had taken a selfie. It looked like he was stealing a kiss from Nan HuaiLin, but in fact, he wasn't.

From high school to now, Nan HuaiLin had gone through at least five cell phones, but this photo had always been saved in his photo album.

Nan HuaiLin clicked on the delete icon. His finger hovered over the red words "delete photo," but he hesitated to click on it.

"Nan." He DingHong came back from dinner. "Did the shooting go well today?"

Nan HuaiLin looked up and said with a smile. "It went well. I passed it in two takes."

"That's good. I was worried that you would be scolded by Zhang Heng. That man is a bomb. One wrong thing and he's triggered." The two people entered the office one after the other, He DingHong walked behind the desk, sat down and raised his chin. "Sit down."

Nan HuaiLin sat across from him. "Director Zhang said he would contact me again if he had a suitable role."

He DingHong nodded in satisfaction, folded his arms on the desk, leaned forward, and looked at Nan HuaiLin. "Nan, let me ask you a question."

Nan HuaiLin said, "You ask."

He DingHong asked, "Why did you enter the acting world?"

Nan HuaiLin froze, he didn't understand why He DingHong suddenly asked this question.

In the beginning, Nan HuaiLin insisted on enrolling in film school despite his parents' strong opposition, just to follow Shi Yan. Shi Yan's dream was to become a star, and Nan HuaiLin's dream at that time was Shi Yan. But after being exposed to acting, Nan HuaiLin instantly fell in love with it. He enjoyed wandering around in different roles, experiencing the ever-changing life, and was even addicted to it. He had another dream other than attending the banquet. To become an actor. Not a flashy star, but a real actor.

He DingHong quietly waited for Nan HuaiLin's answer.

Nan HuaiLin was not sure of his intentions, and was a bit apprehensive, but after a moment of deliberation, he finally told the truth. "I love acting and want to become a real actor."

He DingHong seemed to be satisfied with this answer. He smiled meaningfully and said, "Although you have just graduated, you have been in the acting circle for several years, so you should already know some of the unspoken rules of the circle, right? This circle is very cruel. It doesn't matter how good-looking you are, or how strong you are. If no one promotes you, you will never rise up, and can only stay at the bottom, rotten and smelly. But once someone is willing to promote you, you can be popular, you can pick the scripts and the roles as you like, and become a real actor, as you said."

Nan HuaiLin wasn't stupid. He knew that there was something in his words, so he picked it out and said, "Brother Hong, what exactly do you want to say to me?"

He DingHong didn't answer, but pulled open a drawer and took out a card, and handed it over.

Nan HuaiLin took it with both hands. It was a business card.

"Gao Tan, the crown prince of GB Group," He DingHong said. "He went to the shooting site for the underwear modeling job I gave you last week. Do you have any impression of him?"

Nan HuaiLin shook his head.

There were more than a dozen male models that day, and the scene was so chaotic that he couldn't figure out who was who.

He DingHong said, "He was very impressed by you."

Nan HuaiLin had an ominous feeling. "Did I do something wrong?"

He DingHong looked at him. "Gao Tan found me yesterday, and said he wanted to promote you."

Nan HuaiLin, "..."

He DingHong paused for two seconds and added, "Let's be blunt. He wants to be your sugar daddy."