One Hundred Ways to Become a God

As soon as Zhou Zheng finished speaking, he heard a "slap", and the makeup artist assistant who was tidying up the dressing table after removing He Yan's makeup shook his hand and knocked down a pile of messy things beside his hand.

He Yan blinked.

The little assistant accidentally broke through the hidden panic, and quickly squatted on the ground to pick up the thing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

In fact, the crew is obvious to all, Su Yao's acting skills are almost impeccable.

In fact, to be honest, he is the most stable in the whole crew, and even Zhou Zheng is not performing well, but Su Yao has never lost the chain at all.

But Da Zhou's actor opened his mouth with such merciless words, completely in a posture of tearing him apart...

He is just a quiet little assistant doing some chores behind the master, why did he come across such a terrifying Shura field!

Seeing the little assistant running out in a panic with a bunch of cosmetics, He Yancai shifted his gaze to Zhou Zheng, and said slowly, "Well...you're right."

The acting skills shown by cheating with mental power, no matter how neat and superb, are only a superficial disguise, and there is indeed no "soul".

Zhou Zheng's evaluation was indeed very accurate.

If the little assistant hadn't run far, he would be surprised to find that his expression was very peaceful at this time, without any sign of anger, and even a slight smile.

Seeing that he admitted it so frankly, Zhou Zheng froze for a moment, then frowned and explained: "I'm not blaming you."

Objectively speaking, there is really nothing wrong with Su Yao's acting skills. Whether it is emotional grasp or action performance, he can fulfill all the requirements of the script almost without any omissions.

Su Yao has cultivated his acting skills to the extreme, but he is just acting with skills, and has no emotion from the beginning to the end.

In other words, he didn't play.

——Although saying this sentence may be suspected of forcefully pouring dirty water on Su Yao, he can really feel that Su Yao has never replaced himself as a role in the play.

After the performance, he didn't even need a process of breaking away from the plot. When others were still immersed in the atmosphere he created with his superb skills, he himself was already preparing for the next scene with a calm demeanor.

The whole feeling of this person is like a precision-running performance machine that never makes mistakes, rather than a "actor" with flesh and blood.

Facing Zhou Zheng's stubborn black eyes, He Yan smiled understandingly, "I know."

Mental power can perceive the good or bad of people's emotions. The moment he looked at Zhou Zheng in the mirror, he felt that this person did not have any malice towards him.

Facing that face that seemed unaffected by other people's words, Actor Zhou, who seldom communicated with others, fell into a brief silence, filled with a deep sense of frustration.

After struggling to organize his words, he looked directly at He Yan and said with a serious expression: "Your performance skills are better than mine, but your performance lacks a little emotion."

Zhou Yingdi continued: "I just feel a little pity. If you can add your own feelings, your acting skills can be raised to a higher level."

Yes, unfortunately.

When he sees Su Yao's mood now, it's like seeing a big white radish that grows extremely well, and it's almost ready to be fully ripe for cooking, but he doesn't know why it refuses to continue growing, which makes him anxious I can't wait to roll up my sleeves, grab the radish tassels and pull them up twice.

Obviously, as long as that limit is broken, Su Yao's acting skills can soar to a level higher than his——

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Zhou." Seeing the frowning of King Actor Zhou, He Yan opened his mouth to interrupt his thoughts, and said tactfully: "However, acting requires talent, and I may not be born with that kind of talent. .”

Zhou Zheng's brows were almost knotted, his intuition told him that Su Yao was just perfunctory him.

Entering the play is not a very difficult task, it requires the actor's intentions more than talent.

He paused again, and emphasized in a stubborn tone: "But you are an actor."

He Yan followed his words and replied: "Yes, acting is my profession, so I have always taken acting seriously as a job."

Zhou Zheng: "..."

There was nothing wrong with these words at first glance, but why did he always feel that something was wrong.

He still wanted to say something, but at this moment, an abrupt ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted what he hadn't said yet.

——The voice came from the young man in front of him.

He Yan smiled apologetically at him, reached into his trouser pocket and took out his cell phone.

Caller ID: Mr. Xie.

He tapped the screen with his fingertips and chose to answer, and the man's deep voice rang through the phone.

"Honey, is it over? I'll take you home."

He Yan was slightly surprised: "Huh? You're here...it's over, when did you arrive?"

Last night, when I talked to the man about the finale in a video call, the man was clearly still in a villa two provinces away, but not long after the sun rose today, he had already arrived at the location of the film crew.

Recently, Xie is developing a new project. Although the man did not take the initiative to mention the fatigue of the recent work, but through the honest projection of the image, the subtle tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes cannot be concealed.

The reason why he mentioned the killing to the man so late was that he didn't want him to run back and forth at such a time.

In the end, seeing the man's posture, he still stayed up all night and hurried on his way.

The originally low-pitched voice became magnetic after being transmitted by the signal, and penetrated into his ear through the speaker attached to his ear, as if it had penetrated into his heart: "It's not long since I arrived, have you come out? I'm in the Get in the car and ask the assistant to bring you over."

It's not hard to hear the eagerness in the man's tone, He Yan could only comfort him softly: "Immediately, wait for me for 10 minutes, okay?"

The man snorted impatiently, and replied reluctantly: "Okay, hurry up."

After He Yan hung up the phone, he couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Zheng, who had been listening quietly for a long time, asked, "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

He Yan nodded, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "Yes, the driver is urging, if you don't leave, it will cause traffic jams. Sorry, we will talk another day."

Now that the other party in the conversation has expressed their desire to leave, the conversation seems to have to end there.

Zhou Zheng thought for a while and said, "Well, I wish you a happy ending."

He Yan picked up his bag that was still on the seat, and said to him, "Thank you."

When he walked to the door of the dressing room, the thin young man turned his head and showed him a light smile. He seemed to be in a good mood, and his dark eyes, which had always been a little alienated, became very soft. , and said the last sentence to him: “Everyone has their own choice, doesn’t it?”

After Su Yao left, he stood in the empty dressing room and thought for a long time before he understood what the young man meant.

For himself, the focus of his life is acting. He sincerely loves this job, so he is willing to devote time and energy to it.

But for Su Yao, he just regards acting as a job. In his life, there are more important things that tie his heart.

After staring in the direction of the already empty door for a long time, Zhou Yingdi, who has always been lacking in interest in things other than acting, suddenly felt a rare curiosity.

The person who just called...was it Su Yao's choice?

……

Under the reluctant and friendly eyes of most of the crew members, He Yan kept a polite smile, and left here with his assistant carrying the bag.

Under the guidance of the assistant, He Yan quickly saw his low-key car.

As soon as the car door opened, he was grabbed by the wrist, pulled into the car, and then fell into a warm embrace.

Before he had time to look at the man's face, his head was pinned down and buried in the man's warm neck, his waist was also firmly imprisoned by the man's arms, and his body was forced to stick tightly to the person in front of him. combine.

The distance is too close, close enough to feel the obvious hardness between the man's legs——

With a soft "bang", the assistant closed the unattended car door calmly, then stuffed the employer's huge suitcase into the trunk, finally opened the front door of the car, sat on the driver's seat, and turned the car The partition between the front and rear seats is raised.

Keep your eyes on the whole process, know your emotions and interests, and do your due diligence.

At first glance, it is very worthy of a salary increase.

When the partition was raised, the man said "drive" in a deep voice, and the vehicle was started smoothly.

After getting in the car, He Yan was held in his arms by the man for five or six minutes. He gradually felt the presence of the man's part pressing against him became more and more obvious, and finally he was released mercifully.

Only now did he have the time to look at the benefactor who didn't play the cards according to common sense and came to pick him up overnight.

The man was wearing a neat and proper suit, and his hair was neatly arranged and pinned back, revealing a smooth and full forehead. He looked like he had just come off the negotiating table, and he was very cold and abstinent.

It's just that if you move your gaze down, you will find that there is an existence that cannot be ignored, which shows that the man is not as indifferent as the style of clothing at this time.

Seeing his gaze falling on him, the man didn't hide it, raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out to grab the tie very calmly, and tore off the neatly tied tie from his neck with a slightly rough movement. Throw it on the seat.

Unbuttoning a few buttons on the neckline revealed a small piece of muscular chest.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was full of hoarseness that could not be ignored, and he called him in a low voice: "...Yaoyao."

He Yan called back courteously: "Mr. Xie."

Men don't like his obedient and polite name, especially when they are on the bed, every time they hear it, they wish to make his voice broken, and they can no longer be polite.

Although you can't do real things in the car, you can still talk about comfort if you try it a little bit.

……

The location of the film crew was two provinces away from Xie's villa, and when they finally arrived home, it was already sunset.The golden afterglow sprinkled on the tall trees beside the road, adding a layer of golden hazy strokes to the branches and leaves.

A long journey will inevitably make people feel bored. He Yan was also tired after being tossed about. In the end, he slept in the arms of the culprit for several hours before being woken up by someone pinching his nose.

After sleeping for a few hours, He Yan was full of energy. He blinked and quickly woke up from his sleep. He turned his head and broke free from the man's hand and got out of the car, "Mr. Xie, I'll get off first."

The man straightened his crumpled and crumpled clothes, found his tie from the corner of the seat, which was stained with a trace of unknown liquid, and there was a dark color in the gray-blue pupils. After thinking about it, he still Carried out of the car.

The aunt who was working at home had already been attracted to the door by the sound of He Yan's entry. When she saw Xie Shizhang approaching, she had a surprised expression on her face.

The tie was in his hand, the collar was open, and the neat suit had suffered some terrible disaster. It was completely wrinkled and almost unreadable.

The appearance of Mr. Wang really looks a little embarrassed...

In her impression, the husband has always been a person with strong self-control, he does things in an orderly manner, as if he has a plan for everything, and he rarely shows such a disordered appearance.

Xie Shizhang seemed to be in a good mood, and asked her casually, "Where's Su Yao?"

The aunt quickly suppressed the surprise on her face, and replied respectfully: "Mr. Su has gone upstairs and said he wants to take a bath."

The young man moved very quickly. When Xie Shizhang entered the bedroom, he heard the pattering water flowing in the bathroom.

He reached out to press the doorknob of the bathroom, but he didn't press it, so he knocked on the door, coaxing the young man: "Yaoyao, open the door quickly, let me go in and take a shower together."

The young man's clear voice came from inside the door, with some distorted and hazy voice, "No, I'll finish washing soon, you wait outside for a while."

She was not at all prepared to have a mandarin duck bath with him.

Since there was no hope of taking a bath together, the man stopped teasing him and told him, "Don't worry, take your time and don't freeze yourself."

Shaking his head regretfully, he casually put the tie in his hand on the back of the chair in the bedroom, took off his terribly wrinkled suit jacket, and Xie Shizhang turned and walked out of the bedroom.

He left in a hurry last night, and he has a document to confirm again.

Although he was not used to working in the study with a mess on his body, but at this time he was full of the breath of youth, and he didn't feel that he couldn't bear it.

He found the document from the desk, and after carefully confirming that there was indeed a provision in the agreement that was too vague, he wrote down the matter with a sticky note, and prepared to ask his subordinates to revise it again when he arrived at the company tomorrow.

After reading the documents, the man got up and was about to leave the study, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at an inconspicuous brown box placed in the corner of the study.

——This seems to be something that the young man packed up from home when he moved. He heard the young man say that they were some useless small objects, so he asked people to put these things in the study.

Originally, the box had been under his nose for nearly half a year, and he didn't have the desire to open it to take a look, but at this moment, he suddenly became very interested in this unremarkable box for no reason.

After confirming that the young man did not emphasize that the things in this box should not be touched, driven by wanting to know more about the young man's wishes, the man stepped forward to open the box without the slightest hesitation.

What was displayed in front of him were ten or twenty exquisite and lovely figures, most of which were lovely female characters, protruding as they should be, warping as they should be, very vivid and realistic.

Xie Shizhang: "..."

So after He Yan came out of the bathroom after taking a comfortable shower, he saw the man playing with a figurine of an anime girl in a miniskirt in his hands, and looked at him kindly.

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