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Clovis is naturally unambiguous that details such as armored weapons can reflect whether a film is made with finesse or not. From helmets to armor to swords, apart from the fact that Rodin's weapon is biased toward a lightweight bow, other actors' heavy props add up to dozens of pounds. In particular, Umm, the soldier weapon he played was a double hammer, which, although hollow, deliberately added its original weight in order to allow him to feel that heavy more naturally as he waved.

With such a large pile of weight, it's as difficult as running around the mountain with a backpack in a military camp. It's not too hot in the current weather. Otherwise, the harsh summer months, coupled with such a huge amount of exercise, can torture the actor to death.

“When you turn around for a while, you have to use your weapon like this…” Clovie grabs the opposition actor Trishan, who plays Moringoli's heart, and teaches him how to develop the conflict for as long as possible.

“Hey!” He greeted Rodin with enthusiasm.

Rodin nodded with him and stood beside him smiling. Soon the other actors arrived and stood as still as he did listening to Cloviet's play.

Rosedale was a good, small man, and the actors usually found in the crew would be the first to talk to him if they got nervous. As one of the stars, Trishan is usually a little silent. In other words, it's not very good, but his attitude towards Rodin, who is smiling, is still good.

“I don't know if I can control my crossbow for a while. ”

“It's all right,” Rodin comforted him, "the crossbow won't be very powerful, just shoot me, I'll wear protective gear. Take it easy."

Compared to the rough reception, and sometimes jokes are made without distinction between heavy European and American, Rodin's approach always gives people a good feeling of being blown by the spring breeze. This is very useful for delicate and sensitive people, Trishan is not nervous for a moment, and he gratefully pulls his eyes: “You are so gentle. ”

He was talking, trying to come to LaRodin's hand. Rodin still smiled, suddenly stretching a powerful arm behind him and turning around.

Rodin swayed for a moment and saw Hubert's face. His slightly wrinkled eyebrows quickly loosened: “What's wrong? ”

“Nothing.” Duan Shubo stared at him, glancing over his shoulder quickly, and began to pull him trying to go in the other direction: “We should get ready. ”

Rodin didn't know so, but the subconscious believed and executed what he said. He turned to show an apologetic smile to Trishan and left without thinking.

Trishan stood somewhat confused and looked at Rodin leaving the distance, still playing the look on his face.

He fought a cold war.

The nose suddenly smelled a breeze, a soft, white hand stretched out behind his back and patted him on the shoulder. Trishan turned around and saw Emma, who had finished her makeup. Platinum hair, pale eyes, a long, smooth robe, Emma's like a goddess.

The goddess gave him a compassionate look, her hands pressed against his shoulders patted lightly and left silently without saying anything.

* * * * *

Purposeless search.

The elf forest is densely vegetated, from trees to weeds, because the unique elements are at least two to three times larger than the outside world. Tall warriors walk in the woods like immature toddlers. Their armor has become dirty and shattered, and everyone is exhausted.

Auston's heart is dead.

He thought the good elves of the Eastern Continent could give him hope. He resisted a wave of pursuits from Moringoli, losing two brothers, and went through a painful journey into the Elf Forest. He crossed swamps and caves, went through all sorts of hardships, each time thinking he was about to die, and the only thing that supported him to this day was a better ending than imagined.

Pokémon are kind, powerful, beautiful, and mindful of old feelings, he thought he could find a suitable place to fit in. He didn't want much, a safe enough place for him to get away from the wind and accumulate strength, but all the good hopes were shadowed when the queen's emotionless eyes fell on him.

They were driven out of the compound, and the elves did not want to shelter them even temporarily. Without the boundaries of the elf site, poisons and beasts in the Elf Forest will kill everyone. So even if the outside world is in crisis again, they must leave as soon as possible.

Auston has been proud to pull his spine so hard that it's about to bend.

“My lord, don't do this.” Alfred gently touched his arm and made a gentle noise to save him from complaining to Erie.

“Yar.” Auston didn't break free, and there was a bit of confusion in the color of God, stretching out his hand over Alfred's back and wrapping his slender palm all around him, "what do I do? ”

Long-term view.

“Oh, you fucking bug!” The cry of Toka ahead succeeded in bringing back to God two people staring at each other, Alfred stunned for a second, lowering his head and Auston loosening Alfred's hand to Toka. Toka, carrying a hammer, beat a venomous snake into meat sauce, scolded and exhaled the resentment in his heart. Auston just wanted to talk and suddenly heard an empty tsunami, screaming: “Get out of the way! ”

The sword penetrated through the fog and shouted and attacked. An arm pierced Toka wrapped in leather armor. Toka yelled and quickly responded, starting to alert all suspicious areas around him.

A group of hyenas dragged a long saliva and grunted it out of the bush, forming a group of people with green eyes, dirty and sharp teeth, staring at the crowd with the eyes of the prey.

Then he jumped back and forth.

People already exhausted had to fight again, Auston waving a giant sword and chopping, and Alfred pulled open the bow and arrow, almost one arrow at a time, harvesting life.

Countless corpses were lying around, and Auston focussed on fighting the biggest leader of the dogs, looking to kill each other, and his back suddenly slammed a glimpse of a hyena. His stinking breath made him feel bad, his pupils twisted his head slightly, and he saw two rows of teeth close by.

A sharp arrow penetrated the hyena's head backwards, and the attack ended in the death of the assailant.

Alfred closed his bow, leaning tirelessly against the trunk, and Auston cut off his head with a knife.

He's relieved.

But suddenly realized that the crossbow arrow that just penetrated Toka's arm was never from the hyena.

But a moment of mental weakness was deadly enough, and yet another blast rang above the sky, breaking the air with a thunder less than a cover of ears.

Auston won't make it!

Alfred also heard voices, and he glanced furiously at the basket and touched the arrows, but found that a battle with the hyena had consumed a lot of his weapons and that none of the arrows were left.

Without falsely thinking, Auston blocked the arrow to Auston's head at a moment when the crossbow was close by and Auston thought he was bound to die.

Armor has long been lost on the run, and leather armor is of no use at this time. He was lost when blood splattered on Auston's face.

The next second, he reacted.

The attacker was spotted, stabbed down a tree girl with a sword. He was the only person in the Holy See who was familiar with wooden magic, Domrell, the heart of Moringoli.

“I should have thought of it...” Auston Nana said to herself, touching Alfred's blood-soaked chest, her eyes full of panic and self-reproach, "I should have thought a wooden magician would join in the pursuit. ”

Not having time to pick up the remaining breath of Domrell, he panicked at Alfred's body, touching the arrows with his hands and bouncing like a scald.

He whispered: "Yar, look at me... please..."

The green vine pattern slowly climbs up the neck from the back, approaching Alfred's side face, and Auston raises his hand to cover these ominous patterns without stopping the growing vine system from spreading subcutaneously.

“Yar...” He swallowed and caressed Alfred's side face, "Please...”

The dull voice made him unable to say anything after that.

Alfred diligently opened his eyes and his amber-like pupils focussed apart, but still focused on Auston's face. He opened his mouth and his moving lips made no sound, but made a mouth call to Auston.

“I'm here... Yar, hang on, I'll save you..." Auston softly shouted Alfred's nickname, thumbs out, tears slipping down each other's corners, fingertips trembling.

He almost begged: "Yar... please...”

Alfred grinned with regret, closing his eyes and lovingly moving his head, seemingly wanting to lean closer to Auston's chest.

But he never moved again.

Auston waited for a moment, and the whole figure was drained of life. The person in his arms will no longer move, and his temperature will start to get cold.

He slowly squeezed Alfred tight and held him tight, putting his face against his body.

“Yar...” he shouted softly in Alfred's ear, tears like a flood. From fleeing to now, it was his first tear. Tears streamed down Alfred's face, and the next second he wiped them off. His fingers brushed gently from the grassy green pattern of the vine, and he followed Alfred's face silently for a moment, slowly pulling the crossbow through Alfred's chest out behind him.

Squeeze the arrows and lay the person gently flat on the ground.

Before he got up, he stared face-to-face at Alfred's face, his lips resting on his pale lips, and after a long time, he turned to drop a kiss on his forehead.

* * * * * * *

“Good!” Clovie screamed in front of the monitor.

Rodin made a long painful cry, his torso curled, his eyebrows wrinkled, his hands stretched beneath his waist, and he pulled out the basket and threw it aside.

“Killed me.” He said to Duan Huo, “Clean things up before you put me down! I almost jumped. ”

Duan Shubo stared down at him. He didn't cry anymore, but his eyes were still red. With this gaze, Rodin's voice slowly became smaller and smaller, finally moving from blame to anxiety: “What's wrong with you? ”

Duan Shubo suddenly opened his arms and hugged him.

“What?!” Rodin first panicked, looking back at the reaction of the team members behind him, and at the same time subconsciously grabbed Shubo's shoulder and pushed it out.

Duan Shubo, in turn, held tighter under this resistance.

“Give him a hug.” Seeing this scene here, Clovis persuaded Rodin not to contradict it so much, "he had been brewing emotions for a long time and is probably still sad. Nice shot today, go back early and rest, comfort him well, don't swell your eyes tomorrow. ”

Duan Huobao sticks to Rodin all the time, removes makeup and removes props together. If Rodin doesn't strongly object, he also wants to change clothes and take a bath together. As soon as Rodin changed his clothes, he saw that Shubo was waiting outside the bathroom, and then accompanied him back to the hotel.

He couldn't bear to rush such a man back to live alone. He had to let Duan Hubo come in too. Once the door closed, Duan Hubo hugged him tightly before the lights turned on.

“Don't be ridiculous... Don't be ridiculous...” Rodin patted him gently on the back, knowing that his emotions were out of control.

He grabbed the wall and tried to find the light switch, but a bigger hand covered his back before that. The slightly cooler skin touched each other's hot palms, Rodin was still stunned, and his lips were blocked by the darkness in front of him.

He was pressed against the wall and quickly put another palm behind his neck to force him to raise his head. The heat swept all over him. The taste of kissing seems familiar, but far less tangled and intense than last time.

This is completely sober and not done with the aid of any external forces.

Rodin's first reaction is naturally to reject, and he sees himself not ready to accept each other's feelings, so vague contact naturally avoids opening up as much as possible.

But when the tongue tip of the other party entered the mouth with uncertain fear, his heart was touched like something emotional. At that moment, he sensed an unusually sensitive feeling. He felt the large palm of the other party rubbing restlessly over the back of his hand, and the hand of the back neck seemed to be actually trembling.

The lips on the forehead at the time of the shoot were cold, which was obviously abnormal for a bloodthirsty section of Hub.

Rodin sighed in his heart for a long time.

Then he slightly changed the position of his arm and slowly climbed up from the back of Shubo, clamping his shoulder closer to himself.

Duan Shubo's kiss stalled for a moment.

Then it was like a brief silence before the fireworks burst, and suddenly it exploded.

There was no other murmur in the dark room than the delicate water sound of kissing, and Hub's breath grew hotter and hotter, seemingly trying to suck Rodin's soul out of his throat.

Rodin can't take it anymore. This guy has to be on foot.

Release his hand and start pushing away again. After several attempts, he finally tore off the dog cream.

Rodin tired pressed the switch of the light at random to move two steps down on the bed: “You...”

He spoke only halfway, and an unidentified man pounced from behind, his lips constantly running around his back neck and trying to kiss him on the side.

Soft beds and smooth faces engulfed a very different atmosphere than usual, and he could feel that Shubo's emotions were quickly mobilized to start trying to communicate more deeply. In fact, he also had some generalized fever, but Rodin was sensible, an encouraging kiss, and all these days he was fighting, and he wasn't going to do anything unexpected.

At the deepest point of the kiss, Rodin forced herself away from her head to avoid her lips.

Duan Shu Bozhu · Retracts his tongue with breath and licks it tightly in his mouth and cheek · Kisses: “Luo Xiaoding...”

“You get up.” Rodin commanded mercilessly.

The tongue paused for a moment.

Duan Huibo pretended not to understand. He continued to lick: "Luo Xiaoding...”

“I'm not kidding. Get up.” Luo Ding squinted his eyes and let the other party lick more than a moment behind his ear, touched the hair on the back of the other party's head, grabbed Shubo's ear and pulled it backwards, "Don't make a scene! Do as you're told!”

Duan Shubo climbed up and sat down with his mouth shut. He did not seem to understand why it was so hot on him.

Rodin sucked two tissues from the bedside table to dry the saliva on his face, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly. This is not a cat, it's a dog. A mouthful of dog saliva doesn't flow around like money.

This action made Duan Shubo even more unhappy. He knelt on his knees and stared silently at Rodin. Shutting the door naturally removed the disguise and his eyebrows were pulled.

As soon as Rodin turned around, he saw this lonely and silly expression. He didn't hold his face. His face softened slightly, and his mouth curled slightly.

Duan Xiubo immediately received the signal, the speed of light poured up and hugged Rodin's waist: “Rodin... Rodin... Rodin...”

“Hmm.” Rodin promised, “Why? ”

The other party didn't explain, didn't resist, Duan Shubo was going crazy: “You just... well, what did you mean by that? ”

“Which one was that? ”

“That's it.” With Rodin's earlobes on his side, Duan Hubo licked and his eyes glanced up at his reaction. He saw Rodin revealing a helpless smile, reaching out to his head, inserting five fingers into his hair and rubbing two pairs, pulling his roots like a comedy cat, "Don't make a scene. ”

Duan Huebo stopped licking and kissed his ear: “What do you mean? ”

Rodin frowned slightly, as if he didn't know how to answer. His eyes blamed him with an unnatural blame: “What do you say so much? ”

“Say it!” Duan Shubo quit and dared to urge him. The tighter his arm, the more he carried Rodin into his arms, “he said! That's not what I meant! ”

Rodin was silent for a while, and when Duan Xiubaoxin mentioned it, he nodded softly.

After getting the answer, Duan Shubo was quiet instead.

He hasn't made a scene for half a day. Rodin is used to his flirting. Instead, he feels unfamiliar with this calm. He turns around worried to see what's going on with him.

Duan Shubo's face's unhappiness had retreated as long ago as possible. He held Rodin tightly and buried his head in his neck socket. He thought about it for half a day, but did not know what attitude he should use to face the scene. Whether cheering or laughing, it seems too pale at this moment, even with an insignificant taste of disrespect. He smelled the natural soap flavor of Rodin and felt the delicate, soft skin on his side of his face across his neck. After half a day, he said in a dull manner: "I will be good to you. ”

Luo Ding also calmed down, such a segment Huobao gave him a very serious illusion, and he didn't know what to say. Unlike other comrades in the circle who mess around, Rodin's emotional experiences are really scarce, and the only reference is the decades of marriage that ended in tragic defeat. He did not know how to get along between normal couples, nor did he understand how the most appropriate development of a relationship could be gradual, and it was really impulsive to accept the decision of Shubo. Just when I realized that the other person was shaking his body, I didn't know what kind of courage instantly poured into my mind and broke through his cage.

He doesn't want to run anymore.

For the rest of his life, he doesn't necessarily have to meet another man so cautiously when he kisses.

Without answering, Duan Shubo said to himself, he grabbed Rodin's arm and touched it down a little bit, his fingertips crossed the uneven scar on his wrist.

“I won't make you regret it. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Rodin nodded.

Duan Shubo was also silent. After a long time, he whispered: “When you were filming, you shed tears. When I hugged you, I felt like you were really out of breath, scaring me into your breath all the time. You've committed suicide before. This scar is so big, it must have been deep when you first drew it. I thought about what if you didn't save me that time, I would definitely never meet you again, and I don't have any of these now...”

“And then you cried?” Rodin asked.

Duan Shubo nodded.

“You're stupid.” Rodin turned a white eye and if he saved you, you wouldn't have had a chance to meet me. As he said, he broke a Hub's hand and stood up. He looked at the other party with some panic, lifting his hand over his head and touching two hands. “He didn't do anything normal all day thinking about these messes. Go back to the house and rest. Stop messing with me. ”

I finally got this response after a romantic handful. Duan Shubo got angry: “How can you do this?!? ”

“What about me?” Rodin kicked him in the leg, "get out of here. I'm exhausted today. I don't have time to listen to you squirm. ”

Duan Shubo glanced at him with dismay. Rodin didn't do this to him before.

How does a relationship start when the nose isn't the nose and the eye isn't the eye?

He had such a delicate regret in his heart that he tried to say, “We both... then you're kicking me out? ”

“Walk or not?” Rodin kicked her shoes off and climbed into bed, shrunk herself into a nest, lifted her eyelids and made the child look, “obey me! Stop fooling around!”

Duan Shubo didn't even know if he should be happy or lost. He pulled his head out of the door. He stared angrily at the sky and wondered where someone was in love like this?

* * * * * * * * * * *

And then he found out he had a bad feeling.

If the old Rodin had been kind enough to him, after stabbing the window paper, it would have turned into an old married man's model.

This makes my heart constantly look forward to the honeymoon period when you don't want me to die.

“Old man, come here for a second.” Rodin over there pulled his voice and shouted, touching his broken heart in the sky, Xiubo suddenly returned to God and rushed to each other after responding, "What's wrong? ”

“Aren't my pants a little smaller?” The premiere of Wolong was advertised, and all the members of the crew were present. Rodin changed his clothes in Duan Huibo's makeup room, and when he put his pants on, he suddenly noticed that they seemed so tight.

He had an accident: "Am I fat? ”

Duan Huibo stared at his pants with straight hair.

These pants are provided by the costumer of the crew, and in keeping with Rodin's role in the play, he has a unique set of clothes today. Short motorcycle leather jacket with tight jeans, Rodin's legs are thin like chopsticks, straight and long, and don't mention how nice it looks when it's tight.

And he did get fat. Lately, he was watched by Duan Huo Bo to eat more. Where there should be meat, there should be meat. With exercise, the muscle lines in the legs become extra beautiful and the rear hips also have a noticeable warp curvature. To see the trousers Rodin also lifted the shirt up a little bit, revealing a fine waist, the hidden belly button eyes hidden by the corners of the clothes appeared small fatal...

Without hearing the answer for half a day, Rodin looked up and saw a big cat in the mirror about to drool.

He sighed: "I was so stupid to ask you. ”

Nobody in the dressing room, Duan Shubo dared to be bolder, no longer just thief heart no more thief dare. His mouth was wide open and he reached into Rodin's clothes and covered his skin with delicacy.

“Are you trying to kill me? ”

“Let go.” Rodin picked up the coat on the back of the chair with cold hands, and the loose coat made him look handsome all of a sudden.

Duan Hubert couldn't stand it. His head was full of ideas like putting people on the dresser right now. He jumped up and pressed Rodin against the mirror.

José opens the door and starts with Rodin sitting on the sofa with his head bent over the mirror wearing a watch.

Something's wrong with the vibe?

“What's the matter?” He opens his mouth carefully, "ready to assemble... are you uncomfortable with Duan Hub? ”

“No.” Duan Shubo raised his face and smiled at him. His expression was very calm and calm. "I suddenly thought of a small problem. Leave me alone. I'll come to you in five minutes. ”

Rodin finished his coat with impeccable hairstyles and makeup. He adjusted the strap on his wrist, and the needle-tipped limited edition sports watch complemented a youthful outfit.

“Leave him alone.” Pushing José away from him, he said, "Leave him alone. Something needs to calm down. ”

Huo Xie was unclear, so he couldn't resist the temper of Haut-Rotine, but he didn't come up with any questionable ideas.

The door was closed, and Duan Shubo covered it □ □ and suddenly fell on the sofa--

Motherfucker, no mercy at all.

* * * * *

Before the premiere, he won two awards for the Huaxia Film Festival. "Wolong" attacked the spring festival gear, and the exhibition line was filled with lots and lots of noise.

The premiere attracted a lot of fans, some even with idol banners. After listening to the host's long and chaotic screening, José took the crew to the stage for a moment, full of screams and cheers.

Rodin glanced at him casually and the lights struck him, apparently wearing a different outfit than usual, making the fans feel very comfortable and screaming his name all the time.

Waving at the audience, Rodin smiled very gently.

Shortly afterwards, he arranged for Rodin to walk behind him and Yuan Bing in the back field. When he lined up, he secretly switched positions. When he came on stage, he was no longer in pain and in a particularly good mood.

So the position became Huo Xie's station in the middle, Duan Xiubo Yuan Bing left and right hand respectively, Luoding stood next to Duan Xiubo.

From the standpoint alone, it can be inferred that Rodin's share of the play is quite small.

The big screen at the back blew out a shot of the three stars.

This is an unpublished photograph. Guangling Wang's red robe rolled over in the middle of the sky and his eyes were sharp. Mu looked up at him with dignity. At the end, Yusheng smoke stood in a vegetarian position, with three faces in one place, each with style and stunning beauty.

After introducing the general features and plot of the film, José said with a smile: "When the film was made, Rodin's costume was so beautiful. Everyone in the crew said he was number two, and Duan Shubo was especially gentle every time he made a scene with him. ”

Duan Shubo nodded: “It's very gentle, I admit, but it has nothing to do with his costume. I'm already very gentle. ”

Yuan Bing interjected: “Come on, I saw you being gentle with Rodin. You're usually not gentle with me. ”

The screams embarrassed the thick-skinned segments of Hub.

He had a sweet heart and a wonderful feeling of love being blessed. He was glad to know that it was just a little pop-up spot to promote the movie, and nobody really knew what the relationship was between them.

When he came back downstairs, he kept whispering to Rodin's ears and told Rodin all about his mood.

Rodin was also unusually impatient, listening quietly, and laughing in his eyes.

From the very beginning, Wolong was the sound of an earthquake drum.

The scene passes through a golden and glorious palace, and it appears that there are only two colors of pure gold and red left, ranging from vase ornaments to palace forgery. The palace woman wears a light robe that does not fit into the surrounding setting, and her face is calm and her eyes are frightened to move a tray through the corridor.

Her footsteps were fast and dense, without any sound, cat-like lightness.

Someone lifted a layer of curtains and opened a door for her, not knowing how many thresholds had been crossed, and she finally reached her destination.

An extremely luxurious queen bed just in front of her, the lady on both sides of the palace swings gently with a huge fan, and the breeze brings her up and flies a slight curve in the middle of the sky.

She pounced down on her knees, her voice tape trembling--

- "Your Highness! ”

The pointy, thin voice shouted very quickly: "Something terrible has happened! ”

It hurts.

Don't you dare come in here!

Lord Maruko loves you. Happy Children's Day.