His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Su Zhe has never had the experience of someone he likes liking someone else - Lin An doesn't count - because if the person he likes has a sweetheart, then he would never start this relationship at all, and the relationship is not deep, so naturally he will not be jealous.

Sleeping happily on the bed next door to the north, Su Zhe reflected on himself for a long time but couldn't find the answer, looking out the window as if he was a dementia.After being depressed for a long time, he turned his head and looked at Xiang Bei, imagining that if he fell in love with Xiang Bei, and Xiang Bei liked someone else...

Will Xiang Bei like others?

Su Zhe suddenly found that it was impossible to imagine Xiangbei liking people. Although Xiangbei cared for everyone, his popularity was in a mess, and his twisted nature was easy to grasp, he felt that Xiangbei would not like anyone and would not do anything for others. Sincerely, it doesn't matter how much others sacrifice to go north.

Xiang Bei has no heart!

To give affection to a person who has no heart, and know that this person has no heart, how heartless it is!

Su Zhe was in a daze with such thoughts all morning. Fortunately, the work was so simple that he just had to follow the instructions. At least he didn't make any mistakes. The closer to noon, the more guilty and short of breath he felt, with cold sweat pouring out of his forehead, as if he was about to To faint.

The time for lunch finally came, and Su Zhe stood on the sidelines, hesitating whether to set off.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Chunhua's voice rang in his ears, "Your complexion is not very good."

"Isn't it bad?" Su Zhe laughed dryly, "It's a bit dry."

Zhang Chunhua glanced at the sky, the sky was covered by large dark clouds, and there was no sunshine at all.

"Are you really okay? Does your hand hurt?" Zhang Chunhua asked worriedly.

"It's all right." Su Zhe sighed, looking at Zhang Chunhua's face as before, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him had been invaded by resentment, "Brother Zhang, I really didn't expect you to remember me."

Zhang Chunhua laughed and said, "Because you were the only staff member who didn't scold me that time."

"Huh?" It's been so long, Su Zhe has long forgotten what he did at that time, "No, everyone is very kind."

The staff and even the director of the Grass Team generally don't have airs. After all, it's a grass team. Don't you know how much you weigh?Who are you putting on airs for?It's better to finish work and go home to rest.

"Wow, I just made my debut at that time, and I don't understand anything. The director is not that rich, have you forgotten?" Zhang Chunhua leaned over and lowered his voice. Innocent and innocent spirit, I have to say that good-looking eyes are an advantage, "It's very grand, although it's the first time directing, but the backstage is hard after all, which of us actors were scolded so badly that time , only his Xiaomi was not scolded. After a long time, other staff members also disliked us, only you never scolded people, and I did not do the right thing, and I disassembled one by one for demonstration. At that time, I thought you were so kind .”

There seemed to be light in Zhang Chunhua's eyes when he told the story. Su Zhe recalled it after listening to it. Afraid of spending money, his referrer's evaluation was very accurate: he is a very easy-to-fool funder.

After Su Zhe went, he also felt that it was true, but he didn't fool him. First, he was still young at that time, and he still dreamed of a big martial arts finger. Second, after all, he took the money and had to do his job well, so he was still on the set. I worked hard, but even so, the film disappeared without a trace, it was never released, and I didn’t even get bad reviews. The director and Xiaomi didn’t continue to mix in the entertainment industry. The only person who broke through the siege was Zhang Chunhua.

Such a memory, Su Zhe actually felt a little warm, looked at Zhang Chunhua's smiling face, gritted his teeth, and secretly made up his mind: no matter what, we must keep this person!

"Brother Zhang, I have something I want to trouble you with." Su Zhe had an idea, "It's just... how to act jealous?"

"Jealous?" Zhang Chunhua blinked, "Are you going to act?"

"It's not me, it's not me, I have a friend, a student from the drama school... Kid, he recently had an acting homework that he couldn't finish, and he wanted to play a male mistress, the kind of shady meeting with the main palace, which can't be revealed, but it has to be shown That kind of feeling, the teacher never gave it to him when he acted, so I just want to ask you if you have any tricks."

"It takes a lot of experience." Zhang Chunhua laughed and said, "There is no standard for performance."

"Oh, isn't this homework for him? I think I'll finish it first, that is, do you have any suggestions?" Su Zhe asked, "Routines and the like."

"Routine." Zhang Chunhua pondered for a while, and said, "If you want to smile, you can fake a smile, right? In this way, the face is expressionless and then the mouth is opened. This way it looks very fake, and you can smile like this when facing the palace. Also, when you bow your head, you have to put your smile back. This is a male mistress, you can’t act like that hurts the spring and the autumn. The male mistress usually wants to kill the male Zhenggong so that you can get in the position, so you tell him, When you can't see the main palace, you have to put down your smile, and you can frown, it's a bit fierce and unwilling."

After Zhang Chunhua's pointing, Su Zhe really realized something. After thanking Zhang Chunhua, he went straight to the production team in the north, and did not see Zhang Chunhua staring at him until he disappeared.

The lunch of the film crew in the north is getting more and more lively. As soon as his craft spread, the nearby film crews, friends of the director, and people in this group all sharpened their heads and wanted to try it. Eating, drinking and drinking are the basic needs of human beings. What's more, in such a place where life and rest are extremely unstable, being able to eat a good meal can be regarded as spiritual comfort.

As soon as Su Zhe stepped into the director's studio, Wen Hai's eyes pierced his heart with thousands of arrows. He never knew that a person's eyes could convey such strong emotions, so he took a step back involuntarily, and then thought about Zhang Chunhua's situation, Bite the bullet and said: "Director, Brother Wen!"

All the people in the booth seemed to have been pressed the play button instantly, doing what they should do, but everyone was secretly paying attention to the imaginary Shura field.

The corners of Su Zhe's mouth couldn't stop crazily rising from the moment Su Zhe entered the shed to the north. Su Zhe's urge to beat up people couldn't stop growing crazily when he saw him like this, but the urge disappeared immediately when he thought of Zhang Chunhua. Xiao Xiao walked slowly to his side and whispered: "I'm coming to eat."

Xiangbei took out a lunch box from the thermal bag next to it, and when he opened it, he almost blinded the eyes of everyone: a box full of seafood, fried salmon, boiled arctic shrimp, sliced ​​sour radish, and the accompanying cabbage were all sprinkled Without the shredded seaweed, it doesn't look like a fast food of the box lunch level.

Su Zhe swallowed, and took the lunch box with stiff hands. Before he could speak, Wen Hai had already spoken: "Beibei, do you still have enough funds? Does his one meal worth five of our meals?"

"This is out of my own pocket. It's rare to see good seafood in the morning market today. It's either frozen or chilled, so I bought some." Xiang Bei sighed, "But my income is not enough, otherwise you can't give it to Xiaohai. Bring one, I can't bear to eat it myself."

Damn, isn't your green tea rank a bit deep?

Su Zhe looked at Xiang Bei in shock, unaware that Wen Hai's emotions were close to exploding: "You don't have enough money, ask me for it, I'm not like that, I'm old enough to take advantage of you without a name or title."

Xiang Bei smiled without saying a word, and looked at Su Zhe from the corner of his eyes. The narration box showed his thoughts: Xiang Bei is looking forward to a wonderful scene.

Time for me to play?

Su Zhe swallowed hard, feeling nervous. He saw so many actors, both good and bad. He didn't want to be so unnatural when it was his turn.He pondered for a while, and first, Xiang Wenhai burst into a fake smile. Too much force could no longer be called a smile, it should be called a grin, after all, the front teeth were almost pulled out.

Wen Hai:?

Xiangbei: "..."

Then is it time to express cruelty and unwillingness?

Su Zhe suddenly turned his head to the side, withdrew his smirk and frowned hesitantly. He didn't know how to frown. He had never done expression exercises before. After thinking about it, he began to imagine constipation At that time, after going on like this for about ten seconds, he felt that the emotion was almost conveyed, so he raised his head and smiled at Xiang Bei.

Wen Hai had a question mark on his forehead, and kept smiling contemptuously at Bei.

Su Zhe still has a beep number for his acting rank, and after thinking about it for a long time, it seems that there is nothing else he can do except smile.