I have all the characters you like [Entertainment]

"Senior." Xing Qingchi stared at Pu Sheng's face and asked in surprise, "Are you dissatisfied with your appearance?"

In Xing Qingchi's eyes, Pu Sheng is the most perfect person in the world, regardless of his appearance, figure, and personality, he is perfect and impeccable.

But at this moment, he actually came up with the idea of ​​plastic surgery, which is quite scary.

Xing Qingchi panicked, if the senior insisted on having surgery, should he stop him?

"I'm not dissatisfied." Pu Sheng said with some distress, "However, I can't put on two expressions at the same time."

"Oh! That!" Xing Qingchi immediately realized the problem, and quickly comforted him, "The promotional photos are all synthesized in post-production, you can show two different expressions according to the photographer's request, and he will help you deal with it .”

"Yes, yes, yes!" the photographer responded repeatedly.

If because of his own problems, Pu Sheng's little friend had to go for plastic surgery, he might have to die to apologize.

"That's it..." Pu Sheng, who was taking a publicity photo for the first time, gained experience, took the photo cooperatively, left the photography area and walked to Xing Qingchi's side.

Pu Sheng: "Are your previous publicity photos also synthesized in post-production?"

"Partly." Xing Qingchi replied.

"...Then I'm so stupid." Pu Sheng suddenly felt a little depressed, "I was deceived by you for a long time, thinking that you are omnipotent in heaven and earth."

Xing Qingchi:? ? ?

Blame me?

The two of them finished taking makeup photos respectively, and after a short rest, the first scene of "Deep Motives" officially started filming.

Although "Deep Motive" has no emotional line, it has a very romantic opening.

Pu Sheng wore a slightly mature shirt and suit pants, and applied a foundation that made her complexion darker, making her look a few years older than her actual age.

The surrounding staff sighed repeatedly, praising him for his high plasticity.

He walked to the forensic work area, leaned against the door, and asked lightly, "Hi, are you free?"

Forensic doctor Song Qiaoqing, who had just finished her work, took off her mask and gloves, revealing her undiminished beauty in the prosperous age of the past.

"No time, I should get off work." Song Qiaoqing said half-truthfully.

"That's a pity," Pu Sheng smiled lightly, "I wanted to treat you to a cup of coffee."

"I'm going!" Song Qiaoqing changed her words immediately.

"Cut!" The director hastily called to stop them.

Pu Sheng immediately returned to his normal appearance, facing him obediently, waiting for the director's advice.

"Shengsheng performed very well, unexpectedly good." The director praised Shengsheng, then turned to Song Qiaoqing, and said implicitly, "Sister Qiao, you were too eager to act in that part just now. Shengsheng just wanted to fool you Go to work, you're going on a date with him."

"I'm sorry," Song Qiaoqing smiled innocently, "I heard that Sheng Sheng wanted to buy me coffee, and I couldn't control myself."

"I understand!" Hao Qianfan, who was waiting to play, said immediately, "If it were me, I would definitely not be able to hold on."

Xing Qingchi: ...

He folded his arms and leaned there, narrowing his eyes and staring at Pu Sheng, his face getting darker and darker.

Sure enough, people all over the world coveted his primary school principal.

The first scene was re-shot again, and the two performed very smoothly, and soon brought Hao Qianfan to the scene of the crime.

After the three of them thoroughly inspected the scene of the crime, they came to the same conclusion: there was no crime.

Detective: "This room is a secret room in the traditional sense, and it can only be opened from the inside. There are no traces left by outsiders at the scene. According to my inference, the deceased should have committed suicide."

"This is definitely a homicide." The forensic doctor calmly analyzed, "I am only responsible for the physical examination. The few wounds that caused his death were not caused by suicide. I can even feel that the murderer intentionally created so many injuries, which is an open and aboveboard provocation. Us: I killed him."

"If it was really homicide, the murderer is too powerful." The detective admired, "Can you accept me as a disciple?"

"Is now the time for you to envy others?" Pu Sheng gave him a sideways glance helplessly, lowered his head and walked around the miserable corpse twice, muttering softly, "It was fine two days ago, why did you die?"

"Wait, do you know him?"

"I know you." The protagonist replied lightly, "However, I don't know him very well, but we had conflicts because of work before. He committed some crimes before, and I arrested him. After he came out, he wanted to take revenge on me time and time again. .”

Hao Qianfan shrugged, "That's really a death sentence, let's stop investigating and let him fend for himself."

"No!" Pu Sheng said convincingly, "No matter what kind of person he is, as long as something happens in my jurisdiction, I will be responsible to the end!"

At this point, the first act ends.

On the first day of production, the crew didn't arrange too many scenes, and I was afraid that the task would be completed here.

Poor Xing Qingchi next to him, he didn't even have a chance to play.And for the next day, there was no role for him.

The plot of the first few minutes of "Deep Motive", first of all, the male lead found out that there was an accident in his jurisdiction, and immediately mobilized the team to investigate the scene. As a result, because of the murderer's strong anti-criminal awareness, he found nothing and concluded that the crime was impossible.

After work was over, he passed by a mental hospital on his way home, and was attracted by a doctor in the name of taking a sample, and had a test. Only then did Xing Qingchi officially appear on the scene.

And this sampling has become the most important line in the whole play.

Later, several accidents happened one after another in the male lead's jurisdiction, all of which seemed impossible to commit crimes.But he found that all the victims knew each other, and they had a relationship with him to some extent.

The male protagonist couldn't help doubting himself, and felt that there was no reason, he never remembered doing this.At this time, he received the result form from the psychologist, and the main plot officially started.

After filming, Pu Sheng and Xing Qingchi were still discussing the script.

"I always feel that without my role, your impossible crimes will continue forever." Xing Qingchi said, "Although those people have had a feud with the protagonist, they have many enemies, and no one may suspect the hero. But after the protagonist knows that he is the murderer, more and more clues are left behind."

"I think that's a distress signal." Pu Sheng said softly, "Although he is controlled by his sister's personality, he must still have his own consciousness, and he wants others to find out as soon as possible."

Xing Qingchi: "This can also be explained, but according to this understanding, the story is BE."

In the ending given by the script, the hero was refused arrest and confessed to all crimes.

As a result, during the trial, because of her sister's clever tongue, she finally escaped punishment and was taken to a mental hospital for treatment.A few years later, everyone thought that the hero had recovered and the younger sister's personality was finally eliminated.

As a result, after sending off those who visited him, he looked at the camera and showed a meaningful smile.

"Who is it that disappeared into my body?"

Pu Sheng flipped the script to the back, read it carefully, and asked puzzledly, "Did you think this play was HE?"

"Yes." Xing Qingchi replied as it should, "I will live with you forever, isn't this the standard HE ending?"

Passing by Hao Qianfan heard this, suddenly choked on the dog food, gave up the idea of ​​saying hello to Pu Sheng, and strode away without looking back.

"So there is such a saying." Pu Sheng felt that the door to a new world had been opened to him.

"The script has been discussed enough." Xing Qing held his hand and asked, "Let's talk about your birthday, what's the plan?"

"There is no special arrangement." Pu Sheng thought for a while and replied, "We will film normally during the day, live stream for a while in the evening, and make an appointment to have dinner with my brother in the evening."

Xing Qingchi was a little depressed, "Is there no time left for me?"

"Do you need it?" Pu Shengmeng blinked her eyes, "Brother asked me to take you there for dinner, and after dinner, we can go home together."

Xing Qingchi:! ! !

He was immediately coaxed by Pu Sheng again.

The word "go home" came out of the boy's mouth from a young age, and it really sounded particularly moving.

On the evening of the last day of May, before June [-]st, many impatient people sent congratulatory messages to Pu Sheng, trying hard to grab the number one spot.

The WeChat group of the FF group exploded early on, and there were so many messages that it was hard to see clearly.

Meow Meow Meow Wo: Happy birthday baby! ! !Congratulations on turning 20, but you will always be eighteen in my heart!

111111: Forever eighteen is too old, okay?My Shengsheng is only three years old. Sun Lang works hard every day: Happy birthday, master. I am so happy. I finally waited until this day.Shengsheng celebrates her birthday every year, and every year there is this day Xiao Xiaofan: Yes, every birthday in the future, brother will accompany you

I'm your elder brother: Shengsheng, have you received our gift yet?

Pu Sheng finally finished looking through the records, and quickly replied: What gift?

111111: A small bag with FF written on it, did Brother Mao not give it to you?

Pu Sheng: Yes, I'll go and have a look.

Pu Sheng found the unremarkable paper bag from the corner of the gift.

The fragile paper bag has been crushed and crumpled, mixed with a bunch of exquisite gifts from fans, the sense of existence is particularly weak.

He opened the paper bag, and found that inside were the name stickers of several other brothers in "Freshman Cultivation System", and there was a long letter from them on the back.

In addition to this, there is also a CD and a treasure map inside.

He played the CD on the computer, and everyone's faces appeared on the screen, and they said blessings to Pu Sheng one by one.

Miao He: "Are you startled by our gift? Are you secretly cursing in your heart, saying why is your brother so stingy?"

Pu Sheng in front of the screen shook his head slightly.

He thinks this kind of gift is very good, anyway, he doesn't lack anything.

Ling Bai smiled and said, "Just kidding, each of us has prepared gifts for you, but they are all hidden in very mysterious places. When you return to the dormitory, use the treasure map to find them!"

"My God, we are so naive." Song Xian couldn't help complaining.

"As long as the child is happy, let's be childish." Hao Qianfan was desperate.

"Are you childish?" Pu Sheng, who got the treasure map, didn't feel childish, but rather happy.

Digging for treasure sounds like a fun game.

He took out the CD and put it carefully in the box.Before turning off the computer, I checked the time, and it was 10 minutes before 0:[-].

Pu Sheng, who was about to go to sleep, took out his mobile phone again, and lay on the bed to peep at himself.

He used to never play with his mobile phone when he was sleeping. He learned this habit from Xing Qingchi.

Once started, Pu Sheng's children quickly discovered that lying on the bed and playing with mobile phones is very happy.Gradually, he went to bed later and later. After living together, he was reminded to go to bed early by Xing Qingchi, who rushed over in the middle of the night to "round the house".

There are only 10 minutes until Zai Zai's birthday, and every second in Chaohua is counting down, making it more exciting than the first time a manned rocket goes to the sky.

They counted the hour and second hands, and finally looked forward to 0 o'clock, and all their enthusiasm burst out in an instant.

Pu Sheng moved his little hand and refreshed it again, originally wanting to see everyone's blessings.As a result, there was only a torn page waiting for him.

'Too many visitors, the page cannot be loaded'

Pu Sheng has refreshed many times, but this is still the case.He had no choice but to quit his super chat, habitually looked at the trending searches, and found that two entries related to him had just made the list.

#Pu Sheng Chao Hua collapsed#

#兴清气Step on the spot to send Pu Sheng blessings#

He poked open the first one first, saw countless homeless dandelions, and heard a wail across the screen.

[I finally made it this far, and I was about to send blessings to Zai Zai, but the super chat broke down, which made me fail to step on the spot]

[Me too, thanks to the fact that I wrote a large section of copy, it all became a draft]

[Why is it still not good? 】

[So, how many people sent blessings to Shengsheng just now?Why did it suddenly collapse]

[I don’t know how many people there are. Anyway, everyone didn’t send it out, so I balanced it]

【Who said that?Look at Mr. Xing’s Weibo, it’s posted in Chaohua]

【How did he do it? 】

Everyone rushed to Xing Qingchi's Weibo, saw his first Weibo, and it really showed Pu Sheng Chaohua.

Xing Qingchi: Senior, happy birthday @PU Sheng.Although I missed your first nineteen birthdays, I will accompany you every birthday after the age of 20, unless I... leave early?

How did he do it? !

Mingming's super chat crashed within a second, but Xing Qingchi was able to send it.

Do celebrities have privileges in this regard?

Countless dandelions complained one after another, poking Xing Qingzhi's microblog, and the content of the comments aroused strong sympathy.

Song Xian: How did you do it?

Hao Qianfan: Why can you post it?

Dong Shishan: Ask me weakly, senior, can you lend me your mobile phone?

Miao He: I can’t even post on Weibo, I can only comment

Sun Lang: Teacher Xing, here is your cell phone, can you send me a message?

According to the reply time, Pu Sheng, who was held by Xing Qing, was the last to reply, but his comment was at the top.

Pu Sheng: Thank you.I commented for a long time, why can't I post it?

Xing Qingchi: Senior, do you need me to post it for you?

Seeing the interaction between the two lords, the girl who committed suicide was full of joy just like Chinese New Year.

【it is true!it is true!fuck me to death]

[Even if you have been drinking them for half a year, I have to say, they are really sweet]

【Would you like to taste the copy carefully? !Mr. Xing wants to grow old with Shengsheng]

[The interpretation of growing old together is so excellent, it’s so sweet to me, I don’t need to sleep tonight]

[1, Suicide today is the Chinese New Year, I want to write a colorful fan art to celebrate]

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Fans couldn't fall asleep because they were too busy talking or too excited.Weibo programmers cannot sleep due to overtime.

But the source of all this is that Pu Sheng's phone was confiscated by Xing Qingchi who came suddenly and forced to sleep.

"There's work tomorrow, don't stay up late." Xing Qing coaxed, "Good boy."

"Oh." Pu Sheng was quite obedient, without a word of protest, just staring at him without blinking.

"What do you want to say?" Xing Qingchi asked.

"Didn't you say that you have to bless me at the end?" Pu Sheng said.

In the end, he still clicked to send happy birthday.

"It's different online." Xing Qingchi explained, "If I post too late, people will guess that we have a bad relationship."

In recent years, there has been a very abnormal situation in the entertainment industry, no matter how big or small it is, they have to show off on Weibo.

If a couple has not interacted with Weibo for a long time, everyone will guess whether they are divorced.

Couples who don't show their affection for a long time will be broken up several times.

Even if two good friends don't interact, netizens will speculate that their relationship is plastic.

Congratulations on such birthdays, weddings, if not sent out on time, will lead to a lot of speculation.

Pu Sheng didn't understand these ways of the world, so he took it for granted, "How others guess, it doesn't affect our relationship."

"Yes, but I still don't want them to think that I have a bad relationship with you." Xing Qingchi paused, and then said, "If I didn't worry too much, I would..."

Ready to come out publicly.

"Huh?" Pu Sheng asked in a breathy tone.

"Go to bed early." Xing Qingchi abruptly changed the subject, "Tomorrow I will cook longevity noodles for you."

"Good~"

In the early morning of the next day, Pu Sheng was awakened by the fragrance that floated in.

He slowly turned over and got up, rubbed his eyes, went into the bathroom to fix his posture, and walked into the kitchen following the scent.

For food like longevity noodles, if he celebrates his birthday in China, he will eat it prepared for him by a special chef.

It is said that what is the raw material is super-selected wheat, what kind of natural ice spring that has been processed on the top of the mountain is used to cook, what kind of soup that has been boiled for many days is added, and carefully cooked noodles.

However, every time Pu Sheng ate noodles, it was like completing a ceremony, and he always felt that the clear soup was watery and tasteless.

But the noodles that Xing Qingchi cooked seemed to be different, the noodles hadn't come out of the pot yet, he was already a little hungry because of the aroma.

"You're awake, wait, I'll fry an egg first." Xing Qingchi put a mold on the pan, and quickly made a love fried egg.

Then I pulled and kneaded the dough I had kneaded in advance, and then pulled it into a very thin strip, and boiled it in a pot.

"As long as I can remember, every birthday, my father will cook longevity noodles for me." Xing Qingchi turned his back to him, scooped out the rich soup and put it in a bowl, and said without looking back, "My mother He also cooks for birthdays. He always said, cook longevity noodles for his most important person and put his heart in it, and the other person will surely live a long and safe life. Maybe because of this reason, I grew up Rarely get sick."

"Is it that magical?" Pu Sheng couldn't help asking.

"I don't know, I'm superstitious... okay." Xing Qingchi took out the boiled noodles, put the fried eggs and the sausages fried before, put them on the small dining table next to him, and said, "This is a whole stick of noodles. Noodle, try not to bite it off."

Pu Sheng nodded, "Is this also a superstition?"

"Yes..." Xing Qingchi smiled embarrassingly, "Actually, I used to think it was stupid, and I always hated my father. I thought it was ridiculous for him to believe these rumors."

Only when he met someone he likes did Xing Qingchi understand his father's thoughts.

Even if you know, these are just comforts in your heart.

But even if there is a ten-thousandth possibility, he still wants to give all the blessings to his beloved.

"I think it's very good, it sounds very reasonable." Pu Sheng ate the noodles, even the soup, and praised, "It's delicious."

"Even if you think it's delicious, longevity noodles can't be cooked every day." Xing Qingchi rubbed his hair, "Let's go, it's time to go to the production team."

Before joining the group, Xing Qingchi specifically mentioned the "surprise".

"They're going to celebrate your birthday, so before you go in, you try to pretend you don't know anything."

"Yes." Pu Sheng encouraged himself, "It's time to test my acting skills."

"Pfft—" Xing Qingchi was amused by him, "Who taught you such sand sculptures?"

Pu Sheng immediately confessed, "Brother Fan."

Hao Qianfan, who had rushed to the set in advance to prepare for a surprise, suddenly sneezed.

When the two entered the crew, everyone was doing what they should do as usual.

However, Pu Sheng noticed that they were all secretly looking at him, and they were very concerned about his reaction.

As Xing Qingchi said, Pu Sheng pretended not to know anything, and walked all the way to his place.As soon as he sat down, the makeup artist sister immediately came over to help him with styling.

"Apply eyeliner first and close your eyes."

"Okay, which one to close?" Pu Sheng asked.

"Where are so many nonsense, both of them are closed!" The stylist pretended to be angry, took out the eyeliner and said, "Don't open it, I will not be responsible for poking you blind later."

How fierce... Pu Sheng closed her eyes while thinking silently, the stylist sister is much better at acting than me.

The gentle little sweet girl turned into a fierce old hag in a second.

Pu Sheng closed his eyes and waited for a while, but he didn't feel the eyeliner on his eyes.

"Are you ready?" he asked in a small voice.

No one answered.

"Then I opened my eyes?" Pu Sheng tried again.

Still no one answered.

This should be the default, right?Pu Sheng slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a big cake on the table.

The staff surrounded Pu Sheng one after another, and the moment he opened his eyes, he pulled the cannon in his hand, and the colored paper floating from it flew to Pu Sheng's head.

"Happy Birthday!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"Shengsheng, are you surprised?"

"Surprise." Pu Sheng replied.

"Is this your tone of surprise?" The director was dissatisfied, "Do it again, and incorporate emotions into it."

"That's enough, this is not filming." The screenwriter patted the director, encouraging Pu Sheng to cut the cake quickly.

The cake is quite big, but there are so many people in the crew, each person can only get a small piece.

Pu Sheng got a cake with his own name on it, tasted it with a small fork, and whispered to Xing Qingchi next to him, "The cake is delicious."

Thinking of the big cakes he missed, he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"You like it? Then I'll give you this too." Xing Qingchi handed over the small plate.

"No need." Pu Sheng shook his head, "They said that eating birthday cake together is also sharing happiness together."

"Yes." Xing Qing took a glance at the person who was approaching secretly from the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows to help distract Pu Sheng, "Did you know that there is another use for birthday cakes."

"what?"

"Xiao Pu!" Hao Qianfan, who was approaching suddenly, stopped him, wiped the cream from his finger on his face, and said happily at the same time, "Happy birthday!"

As soon as he started, several people around him also came over one after another, painting Pu Sheng's little face white.

"What are you doing..." Pu Sheng's eyes were blank, he looked at himself in the mirror, as if Santa Claus was about to climb a chimney.

Xing Qingchi: "I told you just now, another use of the birthday cake."

"But, like this..." Pu Sheng turned around, and before he finished speaking, he felt a strange feeling on his lips.

The childish Xing Qingchi also dipped a little cream on his lips, and rubbed it gently.

Xing Qingchi withdrew his finger, brought it to his mouth and licked it, and said meaningfully, "This cake is really sweet."

Pu Sheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't know what to think for a while, and he also stuck out the tip of his tongue, licking off the cream from his mouth.

"Is this fun?" Pu Sheng asked softly.

Xing Qingchi: ...

Whether it's fun or not, he doesn't actually feel it.

But after noticing Pu Sheng's small movements, the animal genes buried deep in his blood and bones are about to be uncontrollable.