Superior Skills [Entertainment Circle]

Is the program group working so hard on variety shows now? ?

Liang Ye pressed his suffocated heart, if it wasn't for the small space in the car, he would have staged a scene of beating his chest and feet, and now he just wants the driver to drive faster so that he can go to the recording site earlier to meet Xiao Zhaolin confluence.

However, the so-called blessings and misfortunes never come singly. After arriving at the recording site, Liang Ye found that his plan to hold Xiao Zhaolin and cry bitterly today might be aborted.

According to his experience during the recording of the second episode, he could ask the staff to help him get Xiao Zhaolin in the ordinary lottery, but the chief director doesn't know if he felt the hot search after watching the first two episodes, Today, he was ingenious and did not follow the old routine of lottery. He and Xiao Zhaolin were separated, and they belonged to two camps to fight against each other.

Therefore, during the entire program recording process, Xiao Zhaolin always had the feeling of being stared at, and every time he raised his head to find the source of that gaze, he would meet Liang Ye's eyes full of thousands of words.

The emotions in those eyes were too complicated, and Xiao Zhaolin couldn't figure it out after pondering for a long time. When the recording was suspended in the middle, the chief director actually took a loudspeaker and highly affirmed Liang Ye: "Young Master Liang, the look in your eyes just now It’s ok, what I want is this feeling of falling in love and killing each other!”

Xiao Zhaolin's back was covered in cold sweat, waiting for Liang Ye to come closer, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "What's wrong with you? I stared so hard that I thought I owed you [-] million."

Liang Ye's eyes flickered for a moment, and he opened his mouth to express his heartfelt heart, but after running a morning's task and staring at a morning person, the depression in his heart was somewhat relieved, and at this time his mind lost his previous impulse. , The words that should have been [-]% jealous lingered between the lips and tongue, and he had soured his teeth first, so when he really said it, the words were a little more reserved: "That excerpt...is only you and Xie Yuan acting?"

Xiao Zhaolin nodded: "That's right, it was originally a scene between two people."

Liang Ye took a deep breath, and said depressedly: "Then when will the recording be the day after tomorrow? Even if there is an announcement, I will ask someone to move it, and I will definitely go to see you on time."

Xiao Zhaolin blinked, always felt that he could hear a trace of grievance and sourness under the voice, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a certain scene in the morning came to mind. Ah, I thought, no way, how could it be?Is Liang Ye's reflex arc so long?

He thought he wasn't jealous at all, didn't he?

Xiao Zhaolin opened his eyes wide and looked at Liang Ye. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was the same thing. Finally, he couldn't help but twitched his mouth, "Arrive at my part at about 10 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, and it's in the third round. If you come, Do you need me to say hello?"

Seeing his sly smile, Liang Ye somehow felt that the other party had guessed his intentions, "No, this show is also sponsored by Universal World. I said that it's fine to visit the show and watch it. Anyway, there are people from the company participating."

Xiao Zhaolin narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Aren't you allowed to get angry after seeing the scene?"

Liang Ye felt that the more he laughed, the more hateful he became, so he hummed, "Is there a kissing scene?"

Xiao Zhaolin said sincerely: "No." After hesitating for a moment, he added, "At most, I will touch him, and he will touch me, right?"

Liang Ye's eyes narrowed, and his face was tense for a while before he finally took a step back, "All right, I'll kiss you as many times as I get home, anyway, I can't touch him anyway."

Xiao Zhaolin couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, he just felt that he seemed to have made a loss-making business, and couldn't help but reached out and twisted Liang Ye's waist at an angle that others couldn't see, in exchange for the young master's wailing.

On the warm-up day for the recording of "Time for a Scene", Xiao Zhaolin arrived at the scene early in the morning to make preparations, while Liang Ye set off with the artist who participated in the show.

When Liang Ye arrived, it happened to be the preparation and rest time between the two performances. He waited patiently for a while, and then saw Xiao Zhaolin appearing on the edge of the stage on the right. It was true, but Liang Ye's eyes were glued to Xiao Zhaolin's body, and he didn't look there at all.

Xiao Zhaolin was wearing casual clothes and had his hair combed in a somewhat casual hairstyle. He obviously looked young, but his expression looked a bit lonely and vicissitudes, which was quite different from his usual impression.

Probably because he sensed that someone was watching him, Xiao Zhaolin glanced around the stage until he saw Liang Ye, and then he fixed his gaze, with a smile at the end of his eyes, and the strange feeling dissipated a bit.

The two of them thought they were in tacit understanding and winked for a while. After the lighting engineer adjusted the lights on the stage and the moment it was dark before their eyes, Liang Ye looked away intently.

The stage was dark for a while, and at the order of the chief director, a beam of light was projected from above, illuminating a corner of the stage and Xiao Zhaolin who was sitting there.

He seemed to have just dozed off and woke up, and he didn't seem to have really fallen asleep, because there was a trace of calmness mixed with fatigue in those half-closed eyes—he had expected such a day a long time ago, but he didn't expect that this day would really come true. When I arrived, I didn't feel the slightest pain, but a calm sense of relief.

Several groups of lights on the stage were slowly turned on, showing the environment of the whole set. The dim light created a certain ambiguous atmosphere of silence. Xiao Zhaolin's eyes reflected that little bit of light, and you couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment. Whether the eyes are sad or happy.

Liang Ye, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but sit up straight, and then heard the door on the stage click, and a tall and straight figure broke in, stirring up the pool of stagnant water.

There was a just right smile on the face of the visitor, and the curve of the corner of his mouth was beautiful, but what was more attractive was his eyes. He was obviously not very young, but the years had only had time to paint the end of his eyes with affection.

Liang Ye was slightly taken aback, this was the first time he had looked at the film king seriously, but after just one glance, he vaguely felt a feeling of being compared, and this feeling was even worse after Xie Yuan started acting.

Xie Yuan first glanced at Xiao Zhaolin who was sitting there, and then his eyes fell on the coffee table, where a piece of paper that seemed to be old was folded and placed there. Clearly, the expression in his eyes returned to calm in the end.

The subtle changes in mood are precise and delicate, impeccable.

Then Xie Yuan finally opened his mouth and said: "I still said why I disappeared, did you fall into the house?" His voice was relaxed, as if what he was talking about was just a daily trivial matter.

While talking, Xie Yuan walked up to Xiao Zhaolin and sat down, stretching out his hands to help him straighten the broken hair on his forehead very naturally, and the latter also closed his eyes as a matter of course, and waited for Xie Yuan to stop before intimately touching the He held hands that still showed signs of turmoil.

The tacit and intimate physical communication between the two was so natural that it seemed as if they had been together for a long time. Liang Ye, who was sitting in the banquet, choked up his breath and felt sour.

The two people on the stage were already fully in the play, and the two inquiring eyes met for the first time through the clasped hands, and each saw the temptation in the other's eyes.

Xie Yuan smiled, "Have you opened it and read it?"

Xiao Zhaolin shook his head meaningfully, and said softly, "I don't need to look."

There was a deadly painting on that paper, but he knew very well that the people in that painting were always drawn particularly beautifully, and it was probably the most beautiful moment in his life.

Xiao Zhaolin picked up the lighter on the coffee table and lit a cigarette. He never smokes on weekdays, but no matter the gesture of pinching the cigarette or the expression on his face when smoking, he took a puff of cigarette slowly, There is some interest in the eyes.

"So, when do you do it?"

Xie Yuan's eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, and the smile on his face remained motionless, "Do it? What hand?"

Xiao Zhaolin thought, what else can he do, isn't it just life and death?But before the words were spoken, the eyes under the smoke screen suddenly widened, he grabbed Xie Yuan's hand, and his voice was a little hoarse in a hurry: "What are you doing?!"

He was so strong that he grabbed Xie Yuan's wrist with pain. The flames between his fingers trembled weakly under this force, but Xie Yuan didn't seem to feel the pain. He looked into Xiao Zhaolin's eyes through the firelight. , blinked reassuringly, and clicked on the folded painting under the unbelievable gaze of the other party.

The painting was folded into a square piece, and the old material burned at a touch, sparks rose into the sky, but the eyes of the two in the play were glued, as if they didn't care about the fire at all.The sparks devoured the whale, and soon the painting was mostly burned. It seemed that the heat could be felt from a long distance away. All the people watching the stage couldn't help being stunned. What is more worrying than the fire is the fiery eyes of the two people looking at each other on the stage.

Xie Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't relax in the slightest, even the fire on the painting almost burned his fingers, which didn't change him a bit.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help sweating, Liang Ye couldn't help but stood up, thinking you should let go, but his mouth was open, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak a word.

Seeing that Huo Huo had already shown his minions on the fingertips of the two, Xiao Zhaolin broke Xie Yuan's hand violently at the nick of time, and shook the shapeless thing to the ground.

The small fire ball that fell on the ground was burning, and the scene was very quiet, which made Xiao Zhaolin's suppressed panting sound very clear. He stared at Xie Yuan with his mouth pursed, and spoke with difficulty under the other's nonchalant smile: "... Are you crazy?"

Burning this painting is tantamount to disobedience.

Xie Yuan was unmoved, and held Xiao Zhaolin's hand with his backhand, and squeezed his slightly trembling palm, with a kind of fearless light in his eyes, "I'm not crazy, that painting drew you It's so ugly, it's not as good as a ten-thousandth in my heart."

Xiao Zhaolin opened his mouth slowly, and all he could see was the sincere light in Xie Yuan's eyes. He clenched his fists tightly and did not avoid the other's burning gaze. The emotions in his eyes changed several times, and finally cut off the last trace of hesitation.

The two stared for a long time until the last trace of sparks on the ground went out, not only the painting was burned, but also their fate that they knew the ending was burned.

The stage returned to liveliness, and everything came alive.

The staff started busy changing the sets, Xie Yuan looked at the people coming and going, and smiled at Xiao Zhaolin, without the slightest air of actor, "The acting is good." He is more calm and gentle than the characters in the play. , the speaking voice is particularly nice.

Xiao Zhaolin hadn't completely withdrawn from his emotions, and it took two seconds to realize that the other party was complimenting him, and he was a little flattered at once, rubbing his nose and saying embarrassedly: "It's far worse than you were back then."

Xie Yuan laughed, "That's right, I'm just saying that politely."

Xiao Zhaolin: "..."

Seeing that he was stunned, Xie Yuan couldn't help but blinked slyly, and said, "Okay, I just couldn't help making a joke when I saw a pretty good newcomer." He looked at his hands and said, "I still want to When are you going to throw that thing away, if you don't throw it away, it will really burn."

Xiao Zhaolin was a little slow to react because of his changing words, so he said bravely, "I didn't think much about it, I just thought it was time, isn't it the right time?"

Xie Yuan patted the other party's shoulder, and put his hand on Xiao Zhaolin's shoulder without taking it back after the clapping, "I think it's okay, even I'm a little nervous." He was about to take another step after he finished speaking, and sharply After a pause, he turned his face to the side and looked down the stage, and then met a certain needle-like gaze.

Xiao Zhaolin didn't notice anything wrong and continued to explain the performance just now.

Xie Yuan withdrew his eyes in surprise and looked at Xiao Zhaolin in front of him. Two seconds later, there was interest in his eyes, and he glanced at Liang Ye below him, and then smiled as if he understood something.

This smile actually didn't mean anything, but because of the height difference between the standing positions, Liang Ye only felt that the other party's smile seemed to be provocative, and he squinted his eyes immediately.