Mr. Qin is always serious

After three days of enjoying himself at home, Wen Lang returned to the crew.

Xi Yuan and Chen Jia came a little earlier than him. When Wen Lang passed by, the two of them were discussing the script in the hallway. At this time, the plot of "Dear You" has almost reached four-fifths, and it will be completed in about a month. .

Xi Yuan saw Wen Lang first, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Here we are."

Chen Jia also looked up, obviously in a good mood: "Come on, let's talk about the script and chat."

They gave way to the two sides, leaving a space in the middle. Wen Lang walked over and took a look: "Is there any problem with the script?"

"No problem, I just want to change one place." Chen Jia pointed to the third paragraph of the script, "Look at the end, didn't it say that Zhou Liushen kissed Lin Jing when he confessed to him? Do I want to stop kissing now? gone."

Wen Lang was a little puzzled, because Chen Jia was famous for never changing the script when shooting started, especially since it was Song Huanchi's script.

Chen Jia glanced at him quietly: "The angle of the kiss scene can't be borrowed, but...you have come out with the big boss here, and the heat is still high now, if I let the two of you do the kiss scene, then Qin Isn't Mister going to be ridiculed for being green? I want to live a few more years."

Wen Lang: "...you have to tell him this directly, probably not in the past few years."

After finishing speaking, he continued to speak: "Actually, it's okay, Mr. Qin won't care about these... right."

In the end, Wen Lang himself was not sure.

He said he cared, Qin Jingshen had read the script, and he didn't show any displeasure, but if he said he didn't care, the latter was very possessive of him, and he would be jealous even if he looked at others a few more times.

Super cute.

Wen Lang couldn't help laughing, Chen Jia and Xi Yuan next to him looked at him with complicated eyes: "Can we accept your expression? It's too much."

Wen Lang stroked his chin: "Is it very rough?"

Chen Jia and Xi Yuan nodded.

Wen Lang just laughed: "Then you all have to bear it."

Chen Jia & Xi Yuan: "..."

Falling in love is a terrible thing, among other things, at least the thickness of the skin is rising.

Chen Jia had a boyfriend himself, so he passed away with a tsk, and he didn't particularly care about it. The actor who had been single for hundreds of years was different. He looked at Wen Lang silently, his finger bones creaking.

But I knew in my heart that I couldn't beat it.

I can only endure it.

Mr. Actress hummed in his heart, and turned the topic to the main topic: "Let's get down to business, do you want this kiss scene?"

"What is Editor Song thinking?"

"He still hopes to keep that clip, otherwise he always feels that something is missing."

Wen Lang understood: "Then keep it, I'll talk to Mr. Qin."

Chen Jia had been waiting for Wen Lang's words, and nodded with a smile when he heard the words: "The relationship is good, remember to tell me in advance when you say it, I still have some good things over there, I will give it to you without saying a word. So that you can save yourself from suffering that night."

Xi Yuan laughed, and followed Chen Jia's words: "I can also order red bean rice for you to take away."

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

Mr. Xi Jing is such a smart person, when the voice fell, he quickly took a few steps back, ready to take the lead at any time, Chen Jia stood by and looked at them, his face was full of vicissitudes and sighs that were disguised .

I don't understand the world of your young people.

Lycium barbarum and jujube water is my true love.

The three of them quarreled over there for more than ten minutes, and when it was almost 09:30, the crew was basically complete, and the assistant director ran towards Chen Jia holding the clipboard, trying to remind him of the serious business.

Fortunately, Chen Jia understood his hint, so he finally got serious and called Wen Lang and Xi Yuan to the front for filming.

What I'm going to shoot today is a sweet secret love scene.

In the play, it was still the third year of senior high school. Zhou Liushen and Lin Jing took the cultural class and the other took art. They basically didn’t see each other. Before Zhou Liushen escaped to the studio for evening self-study to see Lin Jing, this time the feng shui took turns and became Lin Jing Find Zhou Liushen at school.

Behind the camera, the classroom in the third year of high school is very quiet, almost no one speaks, everyone holds a pen and sinks their heads in the sea of ​​questions, and the atmosphere around them is very dull.

Zhou Liushen is also one of them. What he is doing now is a geometry problem, which is relatively difficult. He has done it several times but failed to solve it.

He put down his pen and rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, but at this moment, he heard a few small beeping sounds from the side.

Zhou Liushen tilted his head in the voice, and saw Lin Jing's smiling eyebrows.

He was standing outside the window, wearing a beige sweater and blue jeans, with long and straight legs.

The exhaustion and irritability in Zhou Liushen's heart disappeared instantly: "Why are you here?"

"I miss you." Lin Jing smiled, and then lowered his voice, "Come out and say, disturbing others' studies at this time will get a blank stare."

"Aren't you afraid to disturb me?"

Lin Jing blinked: "Fearless, whoever you are with me."

Zhou Liushen likes him talking like this.

He went to the playground with Lin Jing, where two classes were having physical education classes, and it was very lively.

It was seven or eight months ago that Lin Jing and Zhou Liushen took physical education class last time.

The two sat down on the parallel bars, Lin Jing looked towards the basketball court, and Zhou Liushen looked at him quietly.

Silent, silent.

In the end, it was Lin Jing who spoke first. With his hand on the railing behind him, he casually turned his head to look at Zhou Liushen: "What university do you want to go to?"

Think about the university you are going to.

Zhou Liushen answered this question in his heart, but shook his head on the face: "I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I have to wait until the exam is over before making a decision... What about you?"

"It should be University A." Lin Jing said, "I don't want to be too close to home, but I don't want to go out of the province too much. I think University A is the most suitable. I will take the art test in a while. I don't know if I can take the test. superior."

A big.

Zhou Liushen wrote it down silently, and said, "I'll go with you that day."

"Then don't." Lin Jing smiled, "Knowing that you are waiting for me outside, I will be nervous."

Zhou Liushen: "Am I scary?"

Lin Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's not scary, but I will always miss you."

Zhou Liu's heart skipped a beat.

This is the second time Lin Jing said today that he misses himself.

He couldn't help but wonder if Lin Jing liked him that much, and felt that he was crazy. He liked the person in front of him so much that a single sentence was enough to make him worry about gains and losses.

Zhou Liushen lowered his eyes, and then he heard Lin Jing ask him in a smiling voice, "Then do you miss me?"

Zhou Liu was stunned, raised his head subconsciously, and saw that Lin Jing was also looking at him, and there was also a smile in his beautiful peach eyes, and it seemed that his seriousness was deliberately hidden.

The surrounding wind is very light, the sun is also very warm, the playground is noisy, and people are laughing.

Zhou Liu's Adam's apple twitched, and he stared at the person in front of him unwaveringly. After a long time, he finally heard his own voice resounding faintly in the wind.

"I miss you."

The words fell, and then I saw Lin Jing smiling, with the end of his eyes slightly raised, flamboyant and good-looking.

"Pass!"

The people who were looking at each other just now turned their eyes away together, with the same disgust on their expressions.

The staff nearby all laughed, and so did Chen Jia: "What are you two doing?"

Wen Lang didn't want to answer this question: "Shall we continue filming the next scene?"

Chen Jia glanced at the script and said: "That scene is a rain scene, we will shoot after two days when it gets warmer, and now we will shoot the latter part first."

Wen Lang nodded in response, went to the side to touch up his makeup a little, and walked behind the camera again.

This time, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

It was supposed to end at least seven or eight o'clock, but Wen Lang worked very hard today and was in exceptionally good condition, so he finished filming today's scene smoothly.

Chen Jia was very satisfied, and even happy when he was satisfied, he waved his hand and let him go.

Wen Lang went to the next door to tidy up, then hurried downstairs, calling Fu Tong while walking.

Qin Jingshen's birthday is April 25th, and it is less than 20 days away. Wen Lang was very concerned about this, so he made an appointment with Fu Tong to go to the Monster Bureau.

Read more, ask more questions, and take a science booklet by the way. While learning about Mr. Qin's blood problems, he also asked him about the feasibility of having cubs.

The call was quickly connected, and Fu Tong's voice rang lazily: "Have you finished filming?"

Wen Lang hummed: "Where shall we meet?"

"At the entrance of the Longdu Building." Fu Tong said, "I said you are very interesting. It's not like you haven't been to the Monster Bureau before, and you threatened to demolish it at that time. Why are you cowardly this time? Let me accompany you. "

Wen Lang smiled calmly: "Isn't that because you are now a family member and an insider? Of course I feel at ease with you by my side."

Fu Tong: "..."

The two big monsters were instantly more childish than the kindergarten children, they didn't hang up the phone, they bickered while rushing to the Longdu Building.

After fighting each other for more than half an hour, they finally stopped during the meeting. Wen Lang was thinking about Mr. Qin, and Fu Tong was trying to save face.

The Monster Bureau is on the No.13th floor of the Longdu Building. Wen Lang opened the door and walked in. The inside was completely different from when he came here before, without the eerie feeling, just like home.

It is Fu Tong's favorite style.

Wen Lang gave Fu Tong a meaningful look, and the latter's expression was a little unnatural: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Wen Lang laughed, "Where are we going now?"

"Library, follow me."

Fu Tong led Wen Lang to the second floor. Along the way, he met a few people from the Monster Bureau. Their attitude towards Fu Tong could be described as flattering.

The more Wen Lang watched, the more he wanted to laugh, so he resisted and went up with Fu Tong. The two of them walked side by side for a quick lap, and finally stopped in front of the door in the corner.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

Wen Lang looked up, and instantly saw the placard pasted on the far wall.

——The Archives of the Monster Bureau, welcome to consult all kinds of information, so that you can die clearly and leave with peace of mind.

Wen Lang:? ? ?

This monster game.

I'm afraid it's not poisonous.

The author has something to say: Wen Lang: "I'm afraid this monster bureau is poisonous, right???"

Fu Tong: "The boss of the Monster Bureau is more poisonous, trust me."

Fu Tong: [Speechless smile].jpg

……

Thank you for your blessings to me and classmate Lin w, I showed him a screenshot of the comment, and he said that you are very cute-I think so too w.

Compassion to everyone, Mr. Qin's book is almost finished, and I look forward to that day with you, eh!