Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder Survival Manual: Saving the Villain

Shen Yingjin closed her eyes and couldn't help but recall what had just happened on the sofa.

The more I thought about it, the drier my mouth became.

He raised his hand and rubbed his aching Adam's apple, which was the worst sucked. He would definitely have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow. Hopefully, the marks would have disappeared by the time he joined the crew, otherwise he would have to use concealer to cover it up...

Shen Yingjin's soul flew away and she thought of a lot of messy things.

Before she knew it, the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. Shen Yingjin opened her eyes, turned over and faced the door.

When Song Yufeng walked in, he was rubbing his hair with a towel in his hand. Shen Yingjin looked at him for a while, then sat up and said naturally: "There is a hair dryer over there, let me help you blow dry your hair."

Song Yufeng's hair is a little long. If he doesn't blow it dry, he might have a headache when he wakes up the next day.

Song Yufeng seemed to feel shy only at this moment. He didn't look at him, but just nodded shyly, lowered his head, took the hair dryer and handed it to him.

Shen Yingjin sighed.

This guy, this weak and timid look, is definitely fake. If he believes in another letter, his name will be written upside down!

Shen Yingjin took the hair dryer, turned on the warm air, and slowly blew his hair.

Song Yufeng's hair is soft and wet now, and it feels quite comfortable to touch.

Shen Yingjin was blow-drying his hair when Song Yufeng suddenly spoke up. He said something shocking: "Teacher Shen, it's a little small..."

Shen Yingjin paused and almost threw the hair dryer away.

What the hell? What's small? You better explain it to me!!!

Shen Yingjin pulled his hair with a wooden face.

Song Yufeng felt pain and said in a low voice with grievance: "Really, it's tight and uncomfortable..."

Shen Yingjin: ...

OK OK! Is this how we play?!

Shen Yingjin stuffed the hair dryer into his hands and said coldly, "Blow it yourself."

Then he opened the door and walked out aggressively...

I went out and called my assistant to buy a few more sets of clothes and large-sized underwear and have them delivered to me later.

This was the reaction of assistant Xiao Liu when he received the call: |???|.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Liu decisively spread the matter, and it finally reached the ears of Shen Congjing.

Shen Congjing looked up from a pile of documents and nodded with satisfaction: It seems that my brother has figured it out ~ He is worthy of being my brother.

Shen Yingjin didn't think much about it. After hanging up the phone, he stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with a dark face. He didn't want to go back and see Song Yufeng's face again. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

No one knew how long he stood there. It was only when Xiao Liu knocked on the door that Shen Yingjin reacted. She walked over with a wooden face and took the clothes.

Xiao Liu peeked inside curiously, but didn't see anyone else behind Shen Yingjin. He sighed in disappointment.

Shen Yingjin: ...

He smiled, thanked him, closed the door, and locked Xiao Liu outside.

Shen Yingjin felt that the clothes in his hands were a little hot. He took a few deep breaths, barely calmed down, and then walked back to the bedroom.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Yufeng, who had just blow-dried his hair and was sitting by the bed silently waiting for him.

Somehow, Shen Yingjin's anger subsided a little. He handed the clothes over expressionlessly, and then said:

"Don't go out for the next two days. Someone will pick us up and we will go directly to Hengdian to film."

The bed in the room was big enough. After Shen Yingjin finished speaking, she turned over and lay on the other side of the bed with her back turned.

Song Yufeng said "hmm" obediently, and then asked softly: "Teacher Shen, aren't you going to have dinner?"

Song Yufeng originally planned to cook dinner, but seeing that Shen Yingjin didn't want to eat, he knew she wouldn't eat, and he himself didn't really want to eat dinner either.

Shen Yingjin replied in a muffled voice: "No, actors need to manage their body shape..."

Suddenly, Shen Yingjin thought of the details in "The Cold Regent Falls in Love with Me" and turned to look at him, thinking about something.

Actors often do not follow the order of the script when filming. After all, it is impossible to change the costumes and props within a day. Usually they will finish filming the scenes of a certain period first, and then change the period.

He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his slightly painful Adam's apple, saying:

"You are too thin now. You are only suitable for the scene where the young proton is abused. You will have to gain a few pounds when you play the scene after the young proton ascends the throne."

Shen Yingjin gestured and said, "About five or six kilograms. Combined with the costumes and makeup, the result will not be bad."

Shen Yingjin didn't talk about herself.

He knew very well that in the second half of the plot, the Regent would be poisoned and would not live long. He would become increasingly thinner during that period. If he wanted to film it realistically, he would have to lose at least 20 pounds, and he would probably not be very healthy by then.

But after all, Shen Yingjin had done this many times in acting. In order to achieve the desired effect, weight fluctuations were common, so he didn't take it seriously.

It’s just that Song Yufeng is still too young, and he doesn’t have a real passion for acting, so he probably doesn’t understand these things. It’s a good time to remind him of them now.

If you want to be famous, you still have to pay something.

Song Yufeng has only read the middle part of the script so far and has not finished reading the rest, so he didn't say much.

His eyes seemed to accidentally sweep across Shen Yingjin's Adam's apple. He paused, then retracted his gaze before Shen Yingjin raised her eyes to look at him, and nodded obediently.

Shen Yingjin didn't say anything else. She pulled one quilt over herself and threw the other quilt behind her.

Song Yufeng raised his hand and took it.

Shen Yingjin closed her eyes, gradually calmed down, and fell asleep.

Song Yufeng lay down beside him, with a considerable distance between them.

Song Yufeng faced Shen Yingjin's back, stared blankly for a while with his eyes open, and then closed his eyes.

……

In the next two days, the two of them basically did not go out. Song Yufeng cooked in the morning and at noon, and they tacitly did not eat at night. Nothing else happened between them.

Their life is plain and simple, and they seem like an old married couple.

There was only one episode.

The next day, which was the day before joining the crew for filming, in the evening, Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen happened to be together, so they made a video call to Shen Yingjin.

Shen Yingjin went to the balcony to pick him up. At that time, the mark on his neck had not yet disappeared. Mother Shen had sharp eyes and saw it at first sight.

She glanced at Shen Yingjin in a reproachful manner and said earnestly: "Ajin, I know you are young and strong. If you want to leave any traces in the future, at least find a more hidden place..."

Shen Yingjin: ...

Ah this, I didn't, I just acted! Nothing happened to us!

But of course, the truth about this kind of thing could not be told, so Shen Yingjin could only laugh dryly and nod.

Mr. Shen didn't say anything, but just wished them both happiness. He also asked Shen Yingjin to wait until she finished filming the new movie and then bring the young girl home to meet his parents.

Shen Yingjin agreed naturally.

Soon, it was the day to join the group.