Mr. Qin is always serious

Qin Jingshen walked in slowly from the outside, and saw Wen Lang who was filming in front at the first sight.

He stood in the corner, surrounded by darkness, with a feeling of darkness and forbearance.

It was far from the Ling Lie taste he saw last time.

Someone in the crew noticed him and turned to greet Chen Jia, Qi Ya hurried up to stop them, then stood behind Qin Jingshen, and watched Wen Lang filming with him.

It's just that what Mr. Qin looks at is people, what he looks at is gossip.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the big boss has a really good eye. Look at his waist, legs, and appearance, even the vicissitudes of makeup can't stop him.

And if he remembered correctly, in the Weibo clip he saw last time, Wen Lang seemed to have dimples when he smiled.

Ok, Ok.

Mr. Qin is very lucky.

Qi Ya here is serious and cranky, while Wen Lang over there adjusts his emotions, and it didn't take long for the scene to pass.

Chen Jia played it back and thought it was pretty good, and happily asked Wen Lang to prepare for the next one.

That scene was the ending that was going to be filmed in the middle of the night. The plot and the required emotions were very complicated. Wen Lang was a little confused about some small details in it, so he asked Chen Jia for a few words, and the latter began to talk to him over there. .

Both of them were too serious and didn't notice the unusually silent atmosphere in the crew. It wasn't until the assistant director at the side touched Chen Jia secretly that the two turned their heads and saw Qin Jingshen standing over there.

Qin Jingshen was also looking at them, his eyes naturally stopped at Wen Lang.

Look, is this all right?

Chen Jia clicked his tongue in his heart: "Is this here to look for you?"

Wen Lang wasn't sure: "I don't know too well, maybe it's...?"

Chen Jia glanced at him meaningfully: "Then let's go, and get close to the big boss in the past."

Wen Lang thought to himself, Director Chen, you can do it too. You are the only one I know so far in the circle who can talk so confidently.

But this is indeed an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Wen Lang nodded: "Let's go."

The two walked over one after the other, and Chen Jia said first: "Mr. Qin."

Qin Jingshen hummed lightly, and looked towards Wen Lang if there was nothing in his eyes.

The person being looked at lowered his head and didn't pay attention, but Chen Jia saw it and felt that the young people in the city are really good at playing, and it's awkward to be with a partner.

Director Chen decided to do something.

He laughed: "Mr. Qin, I remember that Wen Lang is your company's artiste? He's a pretty good young man, good at acting and hardworking. He's good at everything."

Chen Jia started to chatter, boasting something about Wen Lang in his words, replacing the little hamster as the number one speaker in minutes.

Wen Lang stood beside him with his head bowed, so embarrassed that he wanted to bite himself, thinking, Director Chen, you must stop talking about diligence, Mr. Qin actually knows everything.

Fortunately, Chen Jia might not be able to find any words behind him, so he barely stopped, and finally stretched out his hand to move Wen Lang to the front: "You are talking, you usually look at generous people, why are you suddenly bored?"

Wen Lang: ...

Director Chen, thank you very much.

He bit the bullet and stepped forward: "Mr. Qin."

Qin Jingshen glanced at him lightly: "Yes."

so far so good.

If he is still willing to talk, it is probably not completely cold.

Wen Lang immediately stopped being cowardly: "Mr. Qin, isn't he busy today?"

Qin Jingshen nodded slightly: "It's okay."

After two words, there is nothing.

Wen Lang keenly sensed that Qin Jingshen should still be unhappy, but since he was a child, he had a character of being able to do things and never talking about it, and he really didn't explain it too much to others, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

Besides, the truth of the matter sounds like a lie, or the most perfunctory kind.

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The scene was very embarrassing.

Chen Jia also felt that something was wrong, and was just about to talk to smooth things over, but saw Wen Lang suddenly take out his phone from his pocket and poke on the WeChat icon on the screen.

Chen Jia:? ? ?

Very brave, my boy.

Before he could recover from the shock, he heard a ding-dong in his ear—it came from Qin Jingshen.

Qin Jingshen was slightly taken aback, and then saw the screen of the phone turned on. Chen Jia glanced unconsciously, and saw the nickname displayed in the message box with sharp eyes.

——Student Wen is walking his dog.

Chen Jia was stunned.

Qin Jingshen opened it with his lowered hand, and an emoji of Ju Baoer appeared in the message box instantly. The soft orange cat was standing upright, with its two paws clasped together to keep bowing.

Super soft and super cute.

Moving his gaze to the side, it was Wen Lang's head portrait. In the picture, the egg yolk was nestled on the sofa, and Ju Bao'er was lying on his body, looking at the people outside the picture with wet eyes.

Qin Jingshen's eyes couldn't help but soften a little.

Then Wen Lang noticed it.

Well, there is a play.

Realizing this, Wen Lang suddenly regained his tone and continued to press the screen.

This time, in addition to the emoji, I also sent a large paragraph of text, with a very sincere tone, just an apology.

Wen Lang is very good at this kind of thing, having struggled with Bai Ze since childhood.

And Mr. Qin is naturally a little softer than Bai Ze, his eyes paused for a moment on the large paragraph of text in the message box, and finally sent an egg yolk emoji.

That's getting back together.

Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and smiled at Qin Jingshen: "Mr. Qin, let's go to the side first, there are a lot of people here."

Qin Jingshen nodded: "Okay."

Wen Lang turned around and talked to Chen Jia, and then went to the small room of the crew with Qin Jingshen.

Behind them, Chen Jia looked at their backs with complicated eyes, feeling that the young people nowadays are really amazing.

Don't talk about a good relationship, you must have online dating.

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Chen Jia was thinking wildly here, but Wen Lang didn't know anything about it. He poured Qin Jingshen a glass of water: "Mr. Qin, drink some water."

Qin Jingshen took it and put it aside: "Are you still playing today?"

"The last night scene, after this one, it will be over." Wen Lang said with a smile, "Although there are many things to do in the future, as long as it is over, I feel happy."

This kind of mentality is probably the same as when I was on vacation when I was a child. Although I know that I will be nagged when I go home, I am still happy.

Qin Jingshen hummed: "When do you plan to go back?"

Wen Lang thought for a while: "The finale tonight, and the celebration banquet tomorrow night, it should be the day after tomorrow... Where is Mr. Qin?"

Qin Jingshen lowered his eyes: "It's also the day after tomorrow."

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Wen Lang thinks this is good: "Then we can go back together, and after we go back, we can pick up the egg yolk orange treasure and Tuantuan, and we can sneak around for a while."

As he spoke, he sighed: "I miss our two cubs."

Qin Jingshen was silent for a while, and said softly: "Me too."

Wen Lang: ...

Wen Lang felt his ears were a little hot.

He turned his head away to cover up, and changed the topic as if nothing had happened, and began to talk about his daily routine of petting cats and dogs in the past few years.

Qin Jingshen sat beside him and looked at him quietly, his eyes were extremely deep.

Wen Lang and Qin Jingshen stayed in the small room until 10:30 in the evening. During this period, no one came in. The finale was imminent, and everyone was very busy.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, Tang Dai came in with a makeup box and put on Wen Lang's makeup.

His makeup this time was even more vicissitudes than in the afternoon, and the corners of his eyes were even a little red. Usually, when he looked at him, he was very bright, but when his eyes cut into Huo Zheng's lingering eyes, they instantly became ruthless.

Different from the razor-like ruthlessness before, the current him reveals more of a kind of desolate despair, close to madness.

Wen Lang glanced at the mirror: "Is it a bit ugly?"

Qin Jingshen looked at him from behind: "No."

Mr. Qin did not tell lies.

Wen Lang is now wearing Huo Zheng's military uniform, which is not as dignified as when he first appeared on the stage, especially when he was messed up, when he stood there and turned his head and smiled, there was a sense of wantonness.

quiet nice.

But Mr. Qin doesn't know how to praise others, so he didn't make a sound after saying two words.

Wen Lang didn't care either, and turned his head to look at the wall clock on the wall: "It's getting late, isn't Mr. Qin going back?"

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Go back with you tonight."

Then it would be three or four in the morning.

Wen Lang asked again uncertainly. After getting the same answer, he stopped asking. He picked up the script on the side and started to read it with his head down.

Qin Jingshen sat beside him and watched him quietly without making a sound.

Wen Lang is very serious when working, he does what he has to do, no matter who is in front of him, he is not cowardly.

He opened the script and looked at it for a while, and his eyes quickly changed. Wen Lang's gentleness was hidden, and Huo Zheng's sharpness was revealed without concealment.

Song Li had lamented more than once before that Wen Lang's acting skills belonged to the kind of patriarch's appreciating food, which is actually true.

And Wen Lang didn't just watch the last scene, he went through the script from beginning to end, so as to grasp Huo Zheng's mentality and emotions more accurately.

The time on the wall clock ticked away bit by bit.

When Wen Lang finished figuring out what he needed to figure out, he raised his eyes and saw that the time had passed from eleven o'clock to 02:30 in the morning.

At the same time, Chen Jia also started yelling outside.

Wen Lang put down the script, Qin Jingshen saw: "Is it about to start?"

Wen Lang nodded and hesitated for a moment: "Do you want to go out together?"

He went out to film and left the big boss here, always feeling something weird.

Qin Jingshen didn't refuse, and walked out with him, but didn't go to the front, went to Wen Lang's usual resting place and sat down.

Song Li and Shu He said hello to him and shrank into the corner, expressing that we were really panicked, and Mengxin was trembling.

In Wen Lang's eyes, he was stupid and cowardly.

Chen Jia adjusted the camera position: "It's the last scene, we have to have the beginning and the end, and strive for a happy ending like the first scene, how about it?"

Wen Lang and Xia Yunya smiled and made a proper gesture, Chen Jia took a deep breath: "Start!"

When Director Chen was nervous, he couldn't remember the foreign words.

Wen Lang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already become the vicissitudes of Huo Zheng.

He sat in a dusty house, quietly looking in the direction of the door, his eyes calm.

And at this moment, there were subtle footsteps from outside, which lasted for about half a minute, and then stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open. Zhou Xiaowei stood there and raised her eyes. When she saw Huo Zheng, her pupils suddenly shrank.

She walked here along the hidden entrance she found in the afternoon, and she had never met anyone along the way, so she didn't know why Huo Zheng was here.

But she is not stupid, and quickly figured out everything: "...that person I saw outside before, is that you?"

Huo Zheng just remained silent, raised his head and met her eyes lightly, after a long time got up and slowly walked to Zhou Xiaowei, took something from his arms, and handed it to Zhou Xiaowei.

It was a wood hibiscus flower, and the edges were withered.

Zhou Xiaowei was stunned.

For a moment, she seemed to be back in the past. At that time, she lived next to Huo Zheng's house. Standing on the second floor and looking out, she could see the young master next door in a white shirt teasing the cat. She was tired. Then I went to the corner and picked a hibiscus flower, and brought it to her with a smile.

What a wonderful time.

But I can't go back.

She didn't pick up the tree hibiscus: "What do you want to say?"

Huo Zheng looked down at the flowers in his hand for a long time, then closed his eyes tiredly: "Don't you want to know about the past... let's go."

He turned around and walked towards the house. Zhou Xiaowei hesitated for a moment, but finally followed.

Then with just one glance, he froze.

The appearance of the house in front of me is exactly the same as the Huo family's old house, except that there is no trace of smoke and fire.

Zhou Xiaowei watched, suddenly realized something, and ran towards the basement like crazy.

The door of the basement was opened by someone at some point, and through the crack of the door, she could clearly see a cage inside, and a person was imprisoned in the cage, his face was beyond recognition, and he was screaming madly.

Zhou Xiaowei couldn't be more familiar with this person.

It is her father.

Zhou Xiaowei froze in place, trembling all the time: "What's going on?"

And Huo Zheng stood in the darkness and told her a story.

A story about 12 years ago.

It's actually not complicated, it's nothing more than a close friend who once turned against each other. Zhou Xiaowei's father took advantage of the night to bring someone into Huo's house. The family suffered a loss.

Huo Zheng was hiding behind the hibiscus bushes in the corner at that time, and witnessed this massacre with his own eyes.

No one in the Huo family survived, only Zhou Xiaowei's father was left in the Zhou family, lying there seriously injured, and finally failed to get out of Huo's house.

It was Huo Zheng who held the knife and stabbed him in the heart expressionlessly.

He didn't die, and since then there has been a lunatic in the basement of the barren house.

In Luoping City, there are many killings and killings of Huo Dashao who is determined to ignore life and death.

And Zhou Xiaowei didn't know these things at all. She went abroad to study with her mother that year, and when she came back a year ago, the familiar places and people were completely different.

She stubbornly thought that Zhou and Huo's family were harmed by others, but she never thought that such a result was behind the matter.

But Huo Zheng is not like this.

He originally thought that the matter would end like this, but after many years, someone suddenly broke into his study and brought up what happened 12 years ago again.

In his heart, Huo Zheng was still the clean young master twelve years ago. He punished those who should be punished, but he didn't want Xiao Qingmei to know about these things, so he chose to conceal it, making this matter a complete secret.

But Huo Zheng overestimated himself.

He couldn't hide it and felt tired.

So step by step to the present, there is no way back.

Huo Zheng finished talking about the past in a calm tone. Zhou Xiaowei listened, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.

Huo Zheng didn't comfort her, and stood alone in the dark: "He ruined my best 12 years, and I asked him to pay back the 12 years. Now...it's time to end."

He raised his eyes wearily, and at such a moment, he suddenly glimpsed the flames outside.

This is a desolate house, surrounded by dead wood and weeds, the fire spread very quickly, and the surroundings soon smelled of burnt.

Zhou Xiaowei suddenly remembered that today happened to be the 12th year of the Huo family's accident, and she thumped in her heart: "Huo Zheng, what do you want to do?!"

Huo Zheng just remained silent, and stepped forward to open the cage.

The people inside regained their freedom, and after a weird laugh, they ran outside. Zhou Xiaowei hurriedly hugged him, and said urgently, "Huo Zheng, you—"

The following words came to an abrupt end after seeing Huo Zheng's eyes.

What kind of look was that?

Exhaustion and weariness, indifference and madness, and countless vicissitudes in the forbearance, emerged from those deep eyes, and slowly condensed into the deepest appearance.

And Huo Zheng looked at her with such eyes, and suddenly smiled.

It's not the kind of smile that fades to the extreme, but it's the same as the little master who came to her with flowers in the past, happy and beautiful.

Then say, "I'm tired too."

Zhou Xiaowei stared at her blankly and suddenly felt dizzy.

She took a step back, gradually feeling that her consciousness was losing consciousness, and before the picture in front of her eyes completely went dark, she saw Huo Zheng walking towards the firelight outside step by step with the crazy man huddled in the corner.

This is Huo Zheng's ending.

The once carefree young master has kept a heart-wrenching secret for 12 years. He is omnipotent in the eyes of others, but deep down he is still the kid who liked to wear a white shirt and laugh, with the original frankness. Frankness and weakness hidden under tenacity.

Two 12 years, one Huo Zheng.

……

Mountains and rivers on earth.

There was no sound around the crew.

After a long time, applause suddenly sounded softly in the corner, and everyone woke up like a dream. After Chen Jia shouted three times excitedly, they cheered unscrupulously.

The little hamster happily ran over to hand the snacks: "Brother Lang, you are so good!"

Wen Lang is also in a good mood, his role is completely over here, but Xia Yunya still has a short part behind, which is probably about what happened later.

Of course she didn't die, she was rescued by the people Huo Zheng had arranged for a long time ago, and there will be some sad memory killings later, relying on her perspective.

Wen Lang smiled and rubbed the little hamster's dull fur, then greeted the people who rushed up to congratulate the completion, and turned back to the resting place.

Qin Jingshen stood there, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to say: "Not bad."

Wen Lang readily accepted: "From now until the celebration banquet in the evening, I will have more than ten hours of free time."

Qin Jingshen listened to what he said, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes, he hummed lightly, and just about to say something, the mobile phone beside him suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed a series of strange numbers.

Qin Jingshen connected, and a vague human voice soon came from the phone, and the tone sounded very urgent.

He vaguely had a bad premonition, and sure enough, three seconds later, he saw Mr. Qin's eyes sink.

Wen Lang watched nervously, and when Qin Jingshen hung up, he immediately asked, "Mr. Qin, what happened?"

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips: "The call from the person in the pet shop said it was—"

"Tuantuan is lost."

The author has something to say: Qin Jingshen: "Tuantuan is lost."

Wen Lang: "..."

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