I don't want to play anymore

After Zhu Zhenting yelled that voice, Cheng Yang immediately felt Zhang Ye's muscles tense up. He remembered that in the bathroom that day, Assistant Director Sun said that Zhang Ye had a difficulty in expressing himself, and he reversed it after speaking halfway. Topic... He was thinking at the time that Zhang Ye probably didn't want people to know about it.Now it seems that this is indeed the case, otherwise he would not be so nervous.

"Oh, I didn't wash my costume yesterday. I'm afraid that the makeup on my hands will get dirty and I won't be able to wear it tomorrow." Cheng Yang said naturally, and at the same time waved his hand with war-damaged makeup at Zhu Zhenting .

Zhang Ye's tense nerves relaxed, and he answered subconsciously: "I have a lot of clothes." After finishing speaking, he felt a little poor here, so he shouldn't have added this sentence.

Zhu Zhenting curled his lips and didn't say anything, but because of this episode, this scene had to be re-shooted.

Wu Zhen was a little unhappy, and yelled through the loudspeaker: "Be more focused when shooting, don't be surprised."

Zhu Zhenting was extremely upset. There were so many NG scenes in Zhang Ye every day and no one talked about it. He had a problem and was criticized by the chief director by name. So he glanced at the assistant in charge of filming 'Reuters', and the assistant made a comparison to him quietly. The gesture of ok means that the filming has been completed. It seems that the draft can be arranged when I go back tonight, so Zhu Zhenting decided to swallow this breath for the time being.

It was past eleven o'clock when the filming ended that night. Zhang Ye returned to the car, and Zhao Duoduo immediately brought out the supper he had bought: "Boss, you want small fish skin wontons."

Zhang Ye nodded: "Did you give it to Cheng Yang?" Cheng Yang helped him a lot tonight, and he felt that he owed him a big favor.

Zhao Duoduo nodded doggedly: "It has been sent over."

Zhang Ye took off his heavy costume, put on short-sleeved trousers, and sat down on the booth by the car window. He was too tired, and all the thoughts that Zhang Wen aroused suddenly became It's not worth mentioning. He just wanted to fill his stomach first. Just as he picked up the spoon, Zhao Duoduo suddenly thrust his phone in front of his eyes: "Boss, this Reuters has a lot of discussions."

Zhang Ye glanced at Zhao Duoduo's hand. It was the scene of them in the tavern at night. His evaluation always deviates from the point: "High-definition picture, is this a spoiler?"

Zhao Duoduo shook his head: "I don't know, but everyone below is comparing you with Xiao Zhu."

"Better than what?"

"Better than...beautiful."

Zhang Ye couldn't help coughing, Zhao Duoduo hurriedly put away his phone and handed him water: "Boss, are you okay?"

Zhang Ye shook his head: "Don't bring up such boring things in the future."

Zhao Duoduo felt that he was particularly wronged. For actors, isn't this kind of comparison important?He was about to use his mobile phone to make a small report to Liu Dongdong, but Liu Dongdong happened to call, so he walked away holding the mobile phone.

Halfway through eating the little wonton, Zhang Ye's phone rang. He clicked on the screen, and it was a WeChat message from the director of the company.

Except for him, everyone is quite concerned about this matter.

[Bimei's work was done by Zhu Zhenting's team. 】

【Oh. 】

[I have already asked someone to arrange a draft. 】

Zhang Ye frowned unknowingly. He had no intention of a position, a paycheck, or even whether the things he acted would be recognized by anyone. He only wanted to find out the boundary between himself and the role, so as to prove to his mother, or Said to prove to himself...

【If you have time to do this, why don't you go to bed early, just think of it as your hairline. 】

The director was probably stunned by his words, and he didn't send any more messages.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Ye took his pajamas and went to take a shower. He had been paying attention to the movement in the next room, and Cheng Yang didn't come back before entering the bathroom.

It was already very late at night, and it was raining outside again, and there were still many people in the whole building who did not sleep.

For example, in the room at the end of this floor, Zhu Zhenting was on the phone with the company leader.

"Little Zhu, are you still used to being on the set?" The middle-aged man's voice came through the receiver.

Zhu Zhenting was a little flattered. It was Mr. Wang from their company who called. He was a little nervous when he saw the caller ID. Mr. Wang has a high position in the company and rarely talked to artists like them. He thought he let the team do it. Zhang Ye's matter was blown into the ears of the boss, but when the other party opened his mouth, his tone was so good, it sounded like something good was about to happen to him.

"Very good, thank you Mr. Wang for your concern." Zhu Zhenting said.

"I will send another life assistant to assist you in your work tomorrow. The company is very optimistic about your future development, and I hope you can make a good film of the movie in front of you."

Zhu Zhenting was even more flattered: "It's enough for me to have Xiao Gao and Xiao Liu, no need..."

Mr. Wang interrupted him and said: "Xiao Gao and Xiao Liu are girls after all, sometimes it's inconvenient to take care of you. Xiao Zhou is very sensible and careful. Don't worry, other artists in the company dare not have it." Opinion, well, it's getting late, you go to bed earlier."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Zhenting suddenly became uneasy.

In fact, Xiao Gao's real identity is his cousin, and he did not hide anything from this cousin, so he told Xiao Gao the content of the conversation between Mr. Wang and him.

"What do you mean by him? Could it be that he knows where Ding Yu and I are...afraid that I will quit...so he sent someone to monitor me?"

Xiao Gao slowly hung up the clothes in his hand in the closet: "It's impossible for anyone in the company to know about your relationship with Mr. Zhao, but I'm worried if it's my relationship with you. Isn't there a clear rule in the company that nepotism is not allowed?"

Zhu Zhenting turned the phone in his hand unconsciously: "Nepotism means that shareholders are not allowed to let their own people in. They shouldn't be so careful, and they should control me as an artist?"

Xiao Gao nodded thoughtfully: "That's true, forget it, don't think about it, let's play tricks on Xiao Zhou when he comes, and play by ear."

Zhu Zhenting said: "Old Wang said just now that other artists dare not have any opinions, but what he said shows special consideration for me."

Xiao Gao suddenly opened his eyes wide: "He doesn't mean to sneak up on you, does he? I heard that he..."

With a bang, the phone in Zhu Zhenting's hand fell to the floor: "I also heard that he is very lecherous."

The two looked at each other, and their expressions became strange.

·

On the second day, the scene of Qingshi Town was filmed. Because there were a large number of extras, the progress was very slow. When the filming started, Zhao Duoduo brought two bags of tea and distributed them to everyone waiting.

"Xiao Cheng invites everyone to drink tea." Zhao Duoduo handed it out while promoting it for Cheng Yang.

Meng Yao took a cup with a smile: "Why are you working part-time as Cheng Yang's assistant now?"

Zhao Duoduo pretended to sip sweat that didn't exist at all: "The family is poor, with an eighty-year-old father and an eight-month-old cub, so work more to support the family."

Zhang Ye kicked his ass lightly: "Don't play so much."

Meng Yao laughed out loud.

Zhang Ye took a sip of the green tea in the cup, and said to Cheng Yang beside him, "It's quite delicious."

"Then thank you a lot, he placed the order." Yesterday he ate Zhang Ye's fish skin wontons, and he didn't want to owe favors. Although he invited everyone today, he mainly paid Zhang Ye's favors. "By the way, you have How many pounds?"

Zhang Ye thought about the scene at night: "It's almost one hundred and four, and I've lost a little weight recently."

With a height of 1.8 meters 140 and a weight of [-] catties, he is not considered fat. Cheng Yang turned his head and looked at him: "I am strong enough to carry you on my back."

Zhang Ye thought for a while and said, "Then find a substitute for you to recite, and I'll snap the picture again later."

Cheng Yang saw that he didn't care so much about his cutout, and he didn't care about the controversy about who was more beautiful between him and Zhu Zhenting on the Internet, so he said, "Then why don't you find a substitute to carry you on your back, take the wrong mirror twice, and no one will care about it." No more cutouts."

Meng Yao next to him couldn't listen anymore: "I said, two younger brothers, don't you know that the director will arrange all these things?"

Cheng Yang shook his head: "It's my first filming, I really don't know."

Meng Yao said with emotion: "For a play, the most important thing is the director. We are actually no different from the big vase in the corner. They are the director's tools. We don't need to move them anywhere."

Zhang Ye frowned slightly: "There's still a difference, as long as the vase stands upright, we still have to cry and laugh." If the actor is just a tool, then what about his mother's problems?He couldn't agree with what Meng Yao said.

Meng Yao held a plastic teacup: "You are right, but we are just a more advanced tool."

Zhang Ye couldn't help taking a deep look at Meng Yao.

Meng Yao's appearance is not top-notch in Xiaohua, but her acting skills are outstanding. Is this recognition the reason for her good acting skills?

Zhang Ye was still in deep thought, as if he had comprehended something from Meng Yao's words, but it was still blurry, like looking at the moon in water.

Zhao Duoduo turned around, came back with his own cup of tea, and sat down on the next step: "I heard another gossip."

Zhang Ye didn't answer, but Meng Yao came over and asked, "What?"

Zhao Duoduo said: "Just now I heard from Sister Chang Ji that the major screenwriter will leave the group tomorrow."

Zhang Ye thought that the screenwriter happened to overhear him when he said yesterday that the play had been changed to be particularly exaggerated, but then he thought, the screenwriter should not care about what his young actor said, if he really cared, he would have pissed him off at the time, so he drank with peace of mind. tea.

Because Meng Yao was involved in adding drama to Zhu Zhenting, she knew some inside information. She tapped on the cup lightly with her fingers and opened her mouth slowly: "I heard that screenwriter Chang has accepted other books before, and the follow-up will let her Apprentices come over to connect with our team."

Zhang Ye saw that Cheng Yang's expression on the side became serious, and he was fascinated by something, and his serious look was extraordinarily sexy. Didn't hear either.

Finally started shooting.

Zhang Ye and the three of them stood in their respective positions, played the board, and entered the inn one by one...

Just when Zhao Duoduo thought that things went well today, Wu Zhen suddenly picked up the loudspeaker again and scolded his big star: "Xiao Zhang, why are you so happy that the boss molested you?"

In the sweltering heat of the afternoon, many of the staff present were unavoidably tired. Wu Zhen's words were refreshing, and everyone laughed.

Zhang Ye was a little depressed, he knew he had to act shy, but he couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the actress playing the proprietress pretending to be teasing people.

Cheng Yang seemed to know his psychology, and whispered next to him: "If you really can't help it, just pick the palm of your own hand."

Zhang Ye found his bosom friend, and turned his head to look at him: "You want to laugh too, don't you?"

Cheng Yang nodded.

Zhang Ye laughed, and his depression disappeared, it seemed that it was not his problem.

So the two laughed at each other.

Wu Zhen couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching: "I'll give you 1 minute, hurry up and laugh, and then shoot after laughing."

Seeing that Wu Zhen only had a one-day memory, Deputy Director Sun wanted to remind him not to scold Zhang Ye all the time, but he observed that Zhang Ye seemed to have a big heart, and every time Wu Zhen finished scolding, the effect was particularly good, so he didn't bother to scold Zhang Ye again. Don't worry, this day's filming didn't end until late at night. Zhang Ye was tired of being scolded by Wu Zhen. At the end, when Wu Zhen stopped him to praise him, he even said indifferently: "Knock a stick and give another Eat candy, it’s quite a basic operation, but I don’t like candy, so you can continue typing tomorrow.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, but he saw that Cheng Yang, who was walking in front, was walking a bit wrongly. Could it be that he twisted it when he staggered on his back at night?

Zhang Ye walked over quickly and stood beside Cheng Yang: "Are you okay?"

Cheng Yang held the water in one hand and rubbed his waist with the other: "Fortunately, it should be fine."

Zhang Ye's eyes glanced at Cheng Yang's slender waist, and then turned back abruptly.

Soon after arriving at the parking area, Zhang Ye watched Cheng Yang get into the car, and said to Zhao Duoduo beside him, "I remember that there is a brand of plaster that is good, you can go to the nearby pharmacy later and ask."

Zhao Duoduo nodded and wrote it down.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Ye went to take a shower as usual, Zhao Duoduo bought a bunch of plasters and stuffed them all for him: "Do you have the one you want, and we don't know which one is easy to use, anyway, the store is very bragging Great, I bought a box of each."

It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Ye saw that Zhao Duoduo was too sleepy to open his eyes: "Go to sleep."

Zhao Duoduo nodded, turned and left.

It stands to reason that it would be more appropriate to ask the assistant to deliver the medicine, but Xiaozhang felt that it was impolite for the assistant to go over because someone was twisting his back on his back. Besides, he had already taken a shower, and Zhao Duoduo hadn't, so he was embarrassed to come again. Squeeze Zhao Duoduo's time.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he knocked on the door, there was someone else in Cheng Yang's room.

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