I don't want to play anymore

Zhang Ye naturally didn't know about Zhu Zhenting's Xiao Jiujiu, and didn't care much about what happened online, but Liu Dongdong did.

"Xiao Zhang, how is your relationship with that Shi Yu?" Liu Dongdong understood the online grievances and enmity, and immediately called Zhang Ye.

"generally."

"Take a chance to thank him, the matter about little Zhu Bimei, the trend of the Internet has changed now, thanks to Shi Yu who liked a Weibo that spoke for you, although he has clarified it in the morning, it still helped us a lot, Find the venue for us." Liu Dongdong said.

Zhang Ye responded perfunctorily, and when he heard what Liu Dongdong wanted to say, he interrupted him and said, "It's time for me to play, let's talk back."

Zhao Duoduo took the phone call he handed back: "What did Lao Liu say?"

The chapter page casually flipped through the script book in his hand: "Possessed by Don Quixote, the author of Gongdou novels, the author of Gongdou novels, the venue, I don't even have fans, I have XX venues to find." He used any swear words to express emotions. The pronunciation 'Chacha' is used instead.

Zhao Duoduo looked at him, and his thoughts diverged to other places: "You are not still chasing that lady's fanart, are you?"

Zhang Ye said casually: "Chasing, happy water in the fat house."

Zhao Duoduo turned his body sensitively: "Don't insinuate, I'm not fat anymore."

Zhang Ye gave him a blank look: "If you're not fat, you should take a seat with XX."

Zhao Duoduo said: "You have to cover your trumpet well, just watch it, don't comment."

Zhang Ye threw the script book into his arms: "Are you annoying? Is Liu Dongdong possessed?"

Zhao Duoduo hugged the notebook tightly, looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's wrong with you? Because you are in a bad mood because of those things on the Internet?"

Zhang Ye said: "I'm upset because of you, can't you not be Liu Dongdong's ear god and sounding board?"

Zhao Duoduo smiled good-naturedly, raised his hand and made a gesture of sticking a seal on his mouth, yes, although it wasn't dirty this time, it was still locked.

In fact, Zhang Ye is not all troubled by Liu Dongdong. When he was filming in the past, he was able to stay out of things every time. In Zhang Wen's words, he was a 'walking dead'. Except for the characters, he did not have any contact with anyone in the crew. This time, from the very beginning, the director Let him get acquainted with Cheng Yang as soon as possible, and now he and Zhu Zhenting are in a war of words on the Internet for no reason.

However, before he could finish examining his own heart, the director team had already called to start.

Zhang Ye stepped onto the sword-testing stage, glanced down the stage, and saw an actor assistant among the staff holding a professional camera, he couldn't help but coolly said to Zhu Zhenting who was walking towards him: "You won't do it today!" Do you want to be more beautiful? If you really like Bi, I will post a Weibo at night to announce that you are beautiful, okay?"

Zhu Zhenting was so annoyed by his words, he wanted to put on a look of indifference: "Is it necessary for me to make a cutout debut with you, the [-]-line comparison where wheat bran makes a living?"

It's nothing to say that he cut out the stamp page, but the latter sentence made him extremely sick. He knew that Zhu Zhenting's words were probably trying to provoke him to do something, so he smirked: "Each, each other, this wheat bran drama, aren't you also doing it right? Are you filming? You can’t do this, you have not made it to the first line, and you discriminate against us on the [-]th line, be careful of being called a big name.”

Zhu Zhenting didn't expect Zhang Ye to be able to stay calm, so he had to say more dirty: "I'm making a photo, but I didn't sell it!"

Zhang Ye still couldn't see the anger, and said calmly, "It seems that you don't like this drama. Since you don't like it so much, why did you ask the screenwriter to add scenes to you?"

This sentence stepped on Zhu Zhenting's sore feet, and he finally couldn't keep his smile on his face: "I just think that part of your wheat bran is too disgusting and shouldn't be a gimmick for the whole show, so I asked the screenwriter to add more emotional scenes between men and women, otherwise What should we do if we mislead underage viewers?"

No matter if it's a man or a man, it's all about feelings, and here with the surname Zhu, there is a distinction between high and low. Zhang Ye couldn't help it, but a familiar figure rushed towards him like a gust of wind.

Cheng Yang didn't know when he jumped onto the sword-testing platform, and he ran close in the blink of an eye. He put his hand on Zhu Zhenting's shoulder, tightened his neck, and at the same time blinked at the opposite Zhang Ye. .

Zhang Ye was shocked by Cheng Yang's coherent movements, and his eyes widened for a moment.

Zhu Zhenting was so strangled that he coughed, struggled to look back, saw clearly that it was Cheng Yang, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Yang only let go of his hand, stepped aside, and said with a smile: "Try the scene with you in advance, if you think the force is too strong, I will lighten it later when shooting." He said and looked at it. The Zhang Ye on the opposite side took a look, and patted Zhu Zhenting on the shoulder again: "Is your home still not connected to the Internet? Now that the rating system for online dramas has come out, the audience of our drama is adults."

Judging by Zhu Zhenting's expression, he seemed to have never heard of it.

Even Zhang Ye didn't know about it, so he couldn't help throwing Cheng Yang a questioning look, Cheng Yang slightly nodded at him, expressing that he was telling the truth, Zhang Ye suddenly thought of Screenwriter Chang, maybe he had inside information.

Zhu Zhenting couldn't get over his face, suffered a secret loss, and couldn't get it out, and was about to make up a few more words, when the director's small speaker started broadcasting again.

"Ahem, each group is in position, ready to shoot, ready to shoot."

Zhu Zhenting tugged at the collar that was crooked by Cheng Yang, and looked into the crowd. The assistant frowned and shook his head at him, meaning that no usable shots were taken. She didn't have time to adjust the angle, although she soon knew that Cheng Yang might have gone up to rescue Zhang Ye, but she didn't take a picture of the other party's Le Zhu Zhenting.

In the play, the roles played by Zhu Zhenting, Zhang Ye, and Cheng Yang were at odds, because the three of them were at loggerheads before the filming of this scene, so after the actual filming, the feelings of several people were in place. After the trial filming, one of them passed. Yes, the director is very satisfied.

When changing the scene, Zhang Ye said to Cheng Yang: "Thank you just now."

Cheng Yang said: "It's a trivial matter, compared to the last time you shouted at Lao Wang, I am not worth mentioning."

He came down from the coercion at that time, his waist was uncomfortable, and he was resting on the sword-testing platform. He happened to see Zhu Zhenting's assistant standing in the crowd with a camera and pointed it at the platform. He took some indecent photos to make a fuss, so he went up to make a fuss, so he reminded Zhang Ye by the way: "Be careful when you are alone with him in the future, look at their posture, you may not give up if you don't take some pictures. "

Zhang Ye sighed: "I know." He felt tired and just wanted to film a scene quietly, but he met a colleague who loved to add scenes to him so much.

Seeing his impatient expression, Cheng Yang said again: "There are people like this everywhere, so you should use him to practice your endurance."

Zhang Ye couldn't help laughing, and turned to look at Cheng Yang: "It sounds like you have good endurance. If you have really good endurance, would you strangle him as soon as you go up?"

Cheng Yang said calmly: "His words are too harsh."

Zhang Ye once again thought of Cheng Yang's 'gay' phone call. He had a toothache. Cheng Yang's sexual orientation was really a mystery and erratic. There was an ambiguous phone call before, and last night he bumped into him again. Screenwriter's Night Talk...

Realizing that he paid too much attention to Cheng Yang's private life, Zhang Ye felt even more toothache.

Wu Zhen just happened to walk towards him: "You two can swim, right?"

Zhang Ye and Cheng Yang looked at each other and said, "I will."

Cheng Yang frowned and shook his head slightly.

Wu Zhen patted Cheng Yang's shoulder with his big hand: "Find a coach and learn quickly. You have a swimming scene later, don't you remember?"

Cheng Yang's voice was a few degrees lower than before, coldly: "Remember, I'm not very familiar with this place, and I haven't found a coach yet."

Wu Zhen rested his fist on his chin and looked up at the sky: "Let me think about how convenient it is..."

Zhang Ye felt Cheng Yang's whole body tense up, gave him a strange look, and said to Wu Zhen: "Why don't I teach Xiao Cheng? For filming, it shouldn't be required to swim far, as long as the movements are in place. Bar?"

Cheng Yang turned to look at him, Zhang Ye saw that he was so cold that his whole body was a little stiff, he hesitated for a second, and gave him a reassuring expression, Cheng Yang nodded slightly, and the two looked at Wu Zhen together, waiting for the director to take idea.

Wu Zhen thought for a while, put down his hand on his chin, and nodded: "Okay, then you can teach, there is a swimming pool upstairs in the hotel, and the venue is ready."

Zhang Ye nodded: "Okay."

Wu Zhen patted him on the shoulder and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and looked at the two of them: "Well, when you learn to swim, bring your assistant with you, it's best to call the hotel staff to the side .”

Zhang Ye was puzzled for a moment: "Afraid I let him drown?"

Wu Zhen stared and said, "I'm afraid I'll be drowned in the fart, I'm afraid it will come out that you two are fake and what the truth is."

Zhang Ye and Cheng Yang looked at each other, somewhat embarrassed.

Wu Zhen looked at the two of them, bowed his hands left and right, clapped each, then pushed them to the sides with a big hand, and he walked straight through the middle: "Straight man, really straight, he doesn't even turn his mind around. "

Zhang Ye was very upset by Wu Zhen's filming. He shook his costume and walked along the roadside under the shade of trees. Cheng Yang followed behind him: "Thank you." The feeling of suffocation generated in an instant was completely relieved.

"You're welcome."

In the afternoon when filming the part of the scripture show, Wu Zhen once again sprayed the chapter page to refresh the whole group.

When Zhang Ye saw Wu Zhen finished spraying him, he even blinked at him. He seemed to understand Wu Zhen's meaning a little bit, and when he was scolded again, he felt more at ease and acted like a dead man.

The part of the scripture drying platform was mainly to move the books, and went back and forth dozens of times. At the end of the chapter, the pages were exhausted, and the wet costume was stuck to his back. He just wanted to go back to the hotel to take a shower as soon as possible.

The director shouted 'pass', and Zhao Duoduo rushed over with water immediately.

Zhang Ye unscrewed the bottled water and poured it on himself. Wu Zhen passed by and grinned: "Xiao Zhang, can you be a bit of an idol?"

Zhang Ye sipped the water from his face: "I want to be an idol, how can you make fun of me to refresh the whole group?"

Wu Zhen was depressed by him, grabbed another bottle from Zhao Duoduo's hand, unscrewed it and poured it directly into his neck.

Zhang Ye had just said "it's so cool", and suddenly thought of the words "wet body play" in yesterday's fanart, and Wu Zhen's previous convictions, he couldn't laugh immediately, and turned his face to Wu Zhen and bared viciously. bared his teeth.

"Let me tell you, I have a heart attack, so don't frighten me." Wu Zhen was furious, pointing at him.

Zhang Ye snorted, raised his foot and walked away, with an expression of avoiding it, walked a few steps and suddenly looked up to see Cheng Yang, remembering to teach him to swim, 'wet body play', the feeling in his heart suddenly changed Extraordinarily complex and subtle.

"What's wrong..." Wu Zhen said.

Zhang Ye didn't pay attention when he heard it, and was stunned.

Zhao Duoduo looked at the big director and his own big star, and felt that the nerves of the two seemed to be wrong.

Cheng Yang was exhausted, his arms were sore and limp, his palms were sweaty, his fingers were slippery, and he couldn't unscrew the water bottle. Seeing Zhang Ye and Wu Zhen choking each other, he laughed even harder.

Zhao Duoduo was considerate. He glanced back and unscrewed the bottle for him without saying a word: "Xiao Cheng, the crew assistant just asked me to tell you that your RV had a flat tire in the afternoon, and it hasn't been repaired yet. Let you Squeeze with us first, he has already taken your personal belongings from the car to us."

"Oh." Cheng Yang nodded his head, squinted his eyes at the staring gaze from the previous chapter, raised his neck and gulped down his saliva.

Zhang Ye suddenly came back to his senses, and turned his face away.

Zhao Duoduo took out a wet wipe from his bag and handed it to his boss: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

His family's big star was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but he doesn't have a luxurious and lustful style in many aspects, except for food. Seeing how tired he is today, Zhao Duoduo feels that it is necessary to reward his stomach.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye said: "Let's eat at the hotel, and after eating, I will teach Xiao Cheng how to swim."

"How about another day." Cheng Yang took the water bottle away a little and looked up at him.

"Too tired today?" Zhang Ye asked.

"I haven't bought a swimsuit yet." Cheng Yang finished answering quietly, lowering his eyes.

Zhang Ye hesitated: "Wear mine."