When I wake up, the actor has a cub

Duan Congzhi bypassed Du Jiusheng and walked out from behind him. Du Jiusheng looked at the direction they left and frowned. He didn't know why he did this just now, it was a subconscious reaction.

He subconsciously wanted to protect the people behind him.

Du Jiusheng played a character with a bright heart, and Director Fan approached him because he was similar enough to Liang An.Director Fan will worry that Duan Congzhi's involvement in the play will affect him too deeply, but he will not be concerned about him.

Even if he merges with Liang An and will be affected by this role in the future, it's not a big problem, since no one is static in the first place.

Director Fan asked Duan Congzhi to enter the play and pulled him carefully. He didn't pay so much attention to Du Jiusheng. Seeing his state today, I felt a little headache. These young people are indeed full of aura, but they really don't let one or two Peace of mind.

Things are well packed, and the filming is a modern drama. Duan Congzhi usually wears Gu Sui's clothes during this period, so now he doesn't need to remove his makeup or change his clothes, and he just leaves with Qin Ke, or Qin Ke followed Duan Cong leave.

After Xue Ping asked him to uninstall Weibo that day, Duan Congzhi didn't download it back, but he still went to the bookstore every day, not for reading, but for Mr. Lin's... questions.

From the day he handed over the first question, they seemed to have reached a silent agreement.Duan Congzhi would come to the study every day to do his problems.

Today was just a calculation problem. After thinking for a long time, he didn't have any ideas for solving the problem. Finally, when he solved the problem violently and returned the note, Duan Congzhi was sure that he was laughing.

Duan Congzhi's method is definitely not wrong, but it is somewhat boring. The original intention of the questioner is obviously not this. His solution is tantamount to playing hooligans.

Mr. Lin looked at him full of tolerance, Duan Congzhi sometimes felt that he was like a gentle elder.He grew up in Qin's family after he was 12 years old, and Qin Ke had the final say in the Qin family. Although Qin Ke was a few years older than him, he was not yet ready to be an elder.

This feeling is a little strange, but not bad.

Due to Duan Congzhi's violent problem solving, today ended earlier than usual, and he met Qin Ke on the road when he finished packing his things and was walking back.

Qin Ke sent him back to the courtyard and left.

The next day, Duan Congzhi got up late. He had a dream all night last night, that kind of unspeakable dream. He was woken up by the shrill cat meowing in the middle, and slept intermittently all night. tired.

Duan Congzhi went to the yard to wash his face with cold water, thinking numbly, he seemed to be "on fire" again.

The script was turned page by page, and Gu Sui's experience was dug out bit by bit, it was endless darkness and depravity.

After looking at his past and looking at him again, it will feel a bit contrary to harmony. Is there really anyone who can get out of the mud without being stained?

Director Fan asked him to shoot all the scenes that could be filmed, and then came the tattoo scene. Duan Congzhi was still a little uncertain, so he tried twice.

The second time Director Fan looked at the camera for a long time and said, "It's already pretty good, but you are here for the show."

Duan Congzhi did act out, to be precise, he imitated, imitating the scene of the tattoo in the movie Director Fan recommended to him, he was imitating that actor's performance.

From the frequency of breathing to every micro-expression, he is imitating as much as possible, which is also a way of performance.

"That's his reaction, not Gu Sui's. But you are Gu Sui, and Gu Sui was performed by you. You must have your own characteristics. You can start with your own feelings." He looked at Duan Congzhi, "Try again, a week, if it doesn't work within a week, use this paragraph."

Duan Congzhi also wanted to do his best, and he agreed.

But in the next few days, he never found the right feeling, and instead became more and more anxious.Anyone who dreams all night long doesn't feel good.

Duan Congzhi didn't think it was getting angry, how could it be like this, and he didn't have any reason to get angry everywhere.

Before going out in the morning, Duan Congzhi squatted in front of the tea table 1, peeling apples.

Thin apple peels fell in circles, one, two, three... The peeled apples were neatly placed on the table, and the first one had already begun to oxidize.

The apple in his hand was the fourth one. Duan Congzhi not only did not feel calm, but became more and more depressed. The moment the apple peel broke, Duan Congzhi felt that a string in his heart was also broken. Press in the apples, and put the half-peeled apples on the coffee table.

Get up and get ready to go out for filming.

Qin Ke was waiting for him outside. Duan Congzhi opened his mouth when he saw him, but he still didn't say anything in the end. There is no reason to vent his anger.

This time, Duan Congzhi didn't imitate any more, he let himself indulge in it.

After finishing several shots, Director Fan said, "The direction is right, but there are still some discrepancies."

He freezes the picture at the end and points it to Duan Congzhi: "Here, let's be free."

After so many days of communication, Duan Congzhi has been able to interpret his subtext, and the point of letting go is to say that he wants to feel after the event.

He nodded and returned to the shooting location.

This is a scene between him and the tattoo artist

In a small space and an ambiguous atmosphere, the tattoo artist is a real tattoo artist. Only his hands are shown in the photo, and his sleeves are rolled up, walking on his back for painting.

These shots have been taken back and forth many times, and each time they are stuck on the close-up of Duan Congzhi's expression, and they occasionally communicate.

Duan Congzhi knew that the tattoo artist was still a painter, the kind who graduated from a prestigious school, of course he didn't regard himself as a painter.

He has a bit of stubble on his chin, and he looks about thirty. Unlike many tattoo artists who have tattoos all over their bodies, he is clean, at least where he can see it.

Duan Congzhi sat on the small tattoo bed for a while.

Now is giving him time to adjust his state, the radio and video equipment is not turned on

Tattoo artist: "Say you have no experience, do you want me to help you?"

He looked at Duan Congzhi, with a little smile and a little hint, and he glanced at Du Jiusheng who was sitting next to the director with the script in his hand but didn't leave his eyes.

"Officer Liang is definitely willing to help you." He turned his head, "Sell yourself seriously, but I have more experience, so it's better to ask me for experience."

Although he said such blunt words, because of his calm eyes, there was no sense of obscenity.

Duan Congzhi shook his head: "No."

He looked a little regretful, thinking of the person who would come to pick up Duan Congzhi every day: "You are so beautiful."

Duan Congzhi is good-looking, but the word "beautiful" is seldom used on him, but recently he is often heard saying, "Gu Sui is beautiful, I am not Gu Sui."

Although he has been influenced by Gu Sui unconsciously, Duan Congzhi has always separated himself from Gu Sui subjectively.

Duan Congzhi seemed to have made up his mind, as if asking him, more like asking himself: "Is it enough if you have experience?"

"I'm not an actor. Director Fan wants me. I don't understand your methods, but you must have the answer in your heart."

He could see Duan Congzhi's choice, and felt a little regretful: "Do you really not consider me?"

Duan Congzhi didn't speak.

After sitting for a while, he stood up and said to the director, "Let's shoot again next time, I'll find out how I feel."

The director also agreed, and he has already filmed so many times, he doesn't care about once or twice.

There is a tattoo parlor in the alley itself, and the production team directly bought it, and nothing in it was changed. They just made some arrangements, which looked more in line with the requirements of the movie camera.

The small shop is there, and you can come to take pictures anytime.

It may be because during this period of time, my physical condition was not very good. This time "getting angry" was more uncomfortable than the previous two times.The physical feeling is almost the same, and the psychological feeling is more irritable.

Duan Congzhi went to the bookstore on time. He has also read a lot of psychology-related books these days, and he has read more or less. Many mental diseases are actually physical diseases.

Maybe I should go back and do a psychological screening.

Mr. Lin may have seen that he had no patience yesterday, and today's questions are not too difficult, not strange, and the process is complicated, but the method is there, and it is enough to calculate step by step.

Duan Congzhi walked down step by step, slowly calming down.

After finishing the last step, Duan Congzhi exhaled a sigh of relief and suddenly felt relieved. Even if he will lose it in the future, it does not prevent him from getting it now.

What is he competing with himself?

It's fine if Qin Ke doesn't come, he can still persuade himself to give up.

Now that people are coming to the door, the carrot that he has been coveting for a long time is dangling in front of him every day, but he has to restrain himself from taking a bite.

Now it is clearly Qin Ke who is always free and unattainable. Is he catching Qin Ke or is Qin Ke catching him?

Duan Congzhi knew very well that he was not a very talented actor. Director Fan created an environment for him and guided him into the play bit by bit, but he was still a little short. This part was due to his life experience.

He still wants to experience this part of the experience with Qin Ke, at least for now.

Let's talk about the future, how long he can live is uncertain.

If Qin Ke doesn't cooperate... then let him go.

Either really get it, or completely cut off his thoughts, he's had enough.

Qin Ke sent him home every day and left. He almost never entered the yard, and Duan Congzhi didn't call him. Today, when Duan Congzhi pushed open the door, he said, "Come in."

Qin Ke followed behind him, and they walked into the bedroom.

Duan Congzhi closed the door, the room was a little dark, he went to the window, and lit a cigarette.

"Do you know why I called you in?"

Qin Ke didn't speak. Duan Congzhi was used to his reticence, so he didn't care. After about a minute, he pinched his cigarette and walked up to Qin Ke: "Qin Ke, I'll ask you one last time, do you want me to talk to you?" Don't want me."

Qin Ke didn't speak.

Silence seemed to be his answer.

Duan Congzhi smiled coldly, this was Qin Ke's answer, he nodded: "Okay, you..."

"Yes." Qin Ke suddenly said.

This is not a question of whether it is interesting, Duan Congzhi suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Say it again."

"I want you." Qin Ke looked at him with focused eyes. Maybe he remembered the last time he broke up, or maybe he remembered what the consultant said, and he repeated: "Congzhi, I want you."

Qin Ke's voice is neither high nor low, elegant and calm. Duan Congzhi's Internet company under the Qin family once put his idea on Qin Ke when designing artificial customer service, but was ruthlessly dismissed in the end and found a star.

Now his voice speaks subtle and explicit words, as if declaring, but also as if begging.

He said, Congzhi, I want you.

Duan Congzhi looked at him for a while, then pulled his collar, Qin Ke followed his force and lowered his head.

Duan Congzhi kissed him.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I really want to write, but I can only stop here.This time it wasn't QK who couldn't do it, it was Ah Jin who refused.

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