After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

"If I say no, why, Director Fu will come to ask for someone in person?" Yan Xiwen smiled pervertedly.

"Yan Xiwen." Fu Yusi lowered his voice a little, with a hint of warning, "Don't go too far."

"Then... see you at the press conference." After leaving this sentence, Yan Xiwen quickly hung up the phone and threw the phone to Xin Yu who was still in a daze.

"Boring." He said this, turned and walked out of the room.

Today's training is hip-shaking training, because for models, the requirements for the hips are very strict. Every step must use the power of the hips to drive the thighs and then the calves. This training process is also very tortured, requiring both feet Do not lift off the ground, gently lift the crotch, put one heel on the ground, and point the toes to the ground, so that the crotch forms a certain angle with the horizontal plane, keep it for a while and then switch to the other side.

The intensity of the training in this section is even worse than that of the "Zhama step". Yan Xiwen guided him for a long time just to correct the movement, but this Xin Yu is really uncoordinated with his limbs. This hip-shaking training showed him It looks more like a tribute, as ugly as it is.

"Tap your toes on the ground, don't press them all on the ground." He took a small teaching pole and mercilessly tapped Xin Yu's calf.

Yan Xihe was scratching the door frame outside the door, with a look of hatred on his face: "Hey, what an idiot, I can't do it so simple."

"Get out." Yan Xiwen mercilessly pushed his cute little sister out of the room.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Xin Yu could no longer stand on his feet, and was slacking off in place.

"Don't slack off, your muscles are tensed, your hips are raised, your buttocks are already very ugly, if you don't practice, you won't even be able to wear the new autumn releases, you don't want to be like this."

As soon as Xin Yu gritted his teeth, he barely raised his little butt by one centimeter almost with all his strength.

"Okay, keep this movement, and change sides every five seconds." After leaving this sentence, Yan Xiwen went out to do his own business.

After practicing for a while according to what he said, Xin Yu felt that his old waist was about to be tossed and broken. Taking advantage of Yan Xiwen's absence, he quickly stood up, beat his fragile waist and plunged into the bed.

He was really sleepy, and the old man with the white beard was smiling and waving at him.

The fresh air is filled with the smell of Yan Xiwen. His quilt and pillows are all filled with the same fragrance as his body. Yan Xiwen is a man who is very attractive from hair to toes, and every part of his body is almost perfect. , like a dummy without flaws in appearance.

Although he is sometimes very childish, blunt and vexatious, superficial humans can't help but be overwhelmed by his appearance, and all character flaws are left behind.

Xin Yu held Yan Xiwen's pillow tightly, and gradually fell asleep in his fragrance.

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He had a very strange dream. In the dream, he inadvertently exposed the identity of the anchor of "Yagi Ararat". It's this useless little piece of trash in front of you.

Although Xin Yu kept explaining that he didn't intend to deceive him, Yan Xiwen insisted that he was using his feelings for Brother Huang to achieve some ulterior motives.

"Wake up, wake up." Yan Xiwen's voice interspersed, as if far away in the sky, but also close at hand.

"I'm sorry I was wrong, I really didn't mean to deceive you."

"Huh? What did you lie to me?" Yan Xiwen asked frivolously.

"It's just..." No!

Xin Yu opened his eyes in a jerk, then climbed off the bed like a tiger descending a mountain, obediently stood in the corner, and continued his hip-shaking training.

Yan Xiwen was amused by his move.

To be honest, it was the first time Xin Yu saw him smiling at himself.

Yan Xiwen gently picked up the curly hair around his ears, wrapped it around his fingers in circles, raised his elegant Erlang legs, and looked at Xin Yu with interest:

"Dream what, so scared."

"No, it's just... small things, don't mention them." Xin Yu laughed and tried to get away with it.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Yan Xiwen also consciously stopped asking questions, and changed the subject: "I slept for two hours, it's almost the same, go down and drink the eggs, come back and do hip shaking training, don't sleep tonight."

"Ah?" Xin Yu's legs softened and he knelt down.

"Ah, what, the press conference is imminent. I promised the company that I would bring you out, so don't embarrass me." Saying this, Yan Xiwen casually took out a book from the bookshelf behind him, and flipped through it casually.

Xin Yu got up from the ground, like a terminally ill dying person, continuing to do hip-shaking exercises with a hopeless face.

after an hour……

"I'm so tired, I can't stand."

Yan Xiwen raised his eyes slightly: "Don't stop, keep going."

Xin Yu looked like an abandoned puppy, with the word "mourning" written all over his face, struggling to swing his uncoordinated limbs, which looked very ridiculous.

"Don't put on a bad face. This is a rare opportunity. Many people dream of it. If Song Lan hadn't been hit by a chandelier, it wouldn't be your turn." Yan Xiwen said without raising his head.

Xin Yu was terrified. This person knew that he was making a bad face without even raising his head?Or does he have eyes on the top of his head.

"But speaking of it, can I ask those reporters what happened when they said that you and Mr. Song Lan had a quarrel?"

Yan Xiwen moved his fingers, and he raised his head, facing a pair of small eyes shining with gossip.

"Is this important?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm just too boring, why don't you move the computer in front of me and find me a movie to watch." Xin Yu began to make unreasonable demands cheekily again.

"You can eat more and dream less, concentrate and don't shake your head." Yan Xiwen's exquisite eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was an oppressive atmosphere all over his body.

Xin Yu curled his lips, and simply closed his eyes to recharge his batteries.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Xin Yu closed his eyes and did boring hip-shaking exercises, while Yan Xiwen sat on the sofa and read incomprehensible novels.

Just when Xin Yu thought that Yan Xiwen might have fallen asleep because he kept silent, he suddenly said quietly:

"Actually, there aren't so many love-hate entanglements in this circle. Everyone just keeps their face. But when necessary, they still have to rely on some high-ranking artists to tie themselves up for marketing. Behind every artist there is His own team, sometimes, the popularity of an artist has nothing to do with his own ability, he has a strong team, he can easily reach the top of the altar, it's that simple."

Xin Yu was stunned for a moment: "So you mean that Song Lan and you have nothing to do with each other, it's just the hype of the team behind it?"

Yan Xiwen thought for a while, then nodded: "You can say that, but as for Song Lan's own opinion of me, I don't know."

"Then I still want to ask..." Xin Yu paused, "The substitute...why is it me..."

Yan Xiwen seemed to be thinking about this question very seriously, and after a while, he gave an extremely perfunctory answer: "Maybe it's because I'm stubborn."

"Just because you are stubborn, you want to gamble with the company's future and your own reputation?" Xin Yu looked at him in disbelief.

Devil?Or is there any disease.

"Actually, it's more because I believe you can." Having known him for so long, it can be regarded as listening to him say something human.

"Where did you see it?"

Yan Xiwen smiled: "How should I put it, if a normal person breaks someone else's things, they won't show their faces and shamelessly come over. In a sense, I really appreciate your thick skin."

The words are good words, why do they sound so awkward.

"In a sense, I admire your thick skin~" Suddenly there was a weird sound at the door, as if deliberately imitating the tone with a rough voice.

"What, are you elementary school students? You are still making such childish remarks at such an age? I'm really laughing to death."

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw Yan Xihe, the bully lying at the door, shaking his head and imitating Yan Xiwen's words. They didn't know whether the kid was a showman himself or whether he watched too many strange TVs, and every word and deed seemed to be imitating The exaggerated way of speaking in Korean dramas.

"Get out." Yan Xiwen opened his mouth mercilessly again to push people away.

"Then keep your voice down, you owe me a lesson, don't you?" Yan Xihe chewed the soft candy, glared at them old-fashionedly, got up from the ground in a hurry, and left with a twist of his buttocks.

To be honest, Xin Yu had seen a lot of mischievous kids, but it was the first time he had seen someone so rude. He was still a girl, so why did he plan to be the "Sassy Girlfriend" type?

But in fact, after getting along these few days, Xin Yu feels that she is not that annoying. Although she often yells domineeringly, "Everything in this house is mine", but when encountering food that she doesn't like, she will still enthusiastically "" Humility" to Xin Yu, and sweetly shouted:

"Brother~Please eat green pepper~"

To be honest, as expected of a family, the unreasonable appearance of the siblings is exactly the same.

After finally surviving the catwalk training, Xin Yu felt that he was almost a useless person, and his hands and feet were a little out of control. Now he just wants to lie on the bed and be a salted fish that does not compete with the world. What is a catwalk?What is an assistant?Does it have anything to do with me?

"Wake up, don't sleep, go to make up quickly."

As soon as Yan Xiwen entered the lounge, he saw Xin Yu lying on the sofa with his head up and his mouth wide open, sleeping like that. There was a lot of fire outside, but luckily he was still able to sleep.

Xin Yu barely woke up, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and followed Yan Xiwen to the dressing room in a daze.

Seeing Xin Yu's face, the makeup artist sister really has no way to do it. It's not that it's not good-looking, but it's really not the kind of face that the model circle eats. A seat, model?The difficulty is quite large.

While putting on makeup, Xin Yu was so sleepy that his head looked like a chicken chopping rice. The sister of the makeup artist forcefully broke it up several times. She was awake at the time, but fell asleep again after a while.

The make-up artist sister is also a bad tempered person, she just couldn't be bothered to talk to him, she threw away the make-up brushes and sat aside and sulked.

To be honest, it was the first time she had met such an uncooperative person.

Seeing the make-up artist's face getting more and more stinky, Yan Xiwen shook his head with a helpless smile, and said softly: "He slept for two hours last night and was exhausted from standing for a whole day. Go and do your work. I'll be in charge."

The make-up artist's sister immediately became energetic when she saw Yan Xiwen. Sure enough, Wenwen of their family is sensible and hardworking, but it's a pity that she encountered such a devil, it's too miserable.

As soon as the makeup artist sister left, Yan Xiwen went directly to the dressing table in front of Xin Yu, picked up a brush, pressed powder, etc. from above, and began to work on his face left and right.

I haven't looked at it carefully before, but after observing it closely today, I suddenly feel that this kid is also remarkable. His appearance is a bit feminine, the kind that would be sprayed out in the entertainment industry, but his facial features are unexpectedly exquisite. , belong to the good-looking type, and you will feel very comfortable after watching it for a long time. Compared with the overly gorgeous faces of other artists, it will give people a special sense of intimacy among people of the same sex.

The scent of powder and powder lingers around, and the breeze blows, blowing the list on the table——

It turns out that no matter who it is, one should appreciate it carefully.

But inexplicably, Xin Yu suddenly woke up, staring at Yan Xiwen in horror with his bloodshot eyes.

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