Lu Xia got a lot of attention this time, so Aya glanced at his expression, saw that he was indifferent, and couldn't help but talk a lot: "Director Lu, is this a blessing in disguise? It just happens to be a promotion for the new play. "

In fact, Lu Yan didn't read the words on the screen clearly. He had a severe headache and his eyes were blurred. Besides, there were so many lessons learned from the past. If he thought about it with his toes, he could guess that he was probably sprayed again.He flicked the phone aside without interest, "Take it away, don't bother me to sleep."

Aya pursed her lips and took back the phone, clicked on a few comments and looked at them, trembling with anger from those cynicism, wishing to fight along the network cable.

Lu Xia's guess was right, this time the trending search has changed the soup but not the medicine, and the netizens have unanimously pointed their finger at him.

#露太新剧##同居主演官耀##沉南不通试镜##卢夫免费新人#, the hot spot is the official announcement Weibo of the "Cohabitation" crew, and the comments have been reposted over [-] in a short period of time.

——"Lu Xia is really blind, the appraisal is complete."

——"It is said that Lu Yan only chose a satisfactory one at the end of the selection, and directly entered the crew without review...I don't believe that he didn't go through the back door."

——"Shen Nan is beautiful, don't cue, welcome to pay attention to the handsome guy's new variety show [picture]"

—— "This newcomer named Fu Zhiyang feels a bit familiar... Suddenly I have a bold guess, he can't be a substitute, right?"

—— "Is there anyone else who doesn't know about Lu Xia's hidden rules for actors? This newcomer may also have been sneaked by him."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the focus of public opinion gradually shifted. In less than an hour, Fu Zhiyang's personal photos and various information were stripped away.

—— "Hey, this school is not something that ordinary people can enter. The awards he has won are not low in gold, and he will become popular if he is pressured."

——"Aside from other things, his appearance and temperament are indeed quite similar to Song Shurui..."

——"I'm really convinced, can you stop involving Song Shurui in everything? How many times have I said it, it was just a misunderstanding back then, don't touch porcelain!"

——"What a misunderstanding, a fluffy sentence is a clarification? I have never seen an artist who is labeled as an unspoken rule and still so calm."

There was a lot of quarrels on the Internet, and the entry was on the hot search list for a whole night, and the crew's official blog had no choice but to close comments and private messages.

The management bought the navy overnight, trying to draw attention to the new drama, and took the opportunity to hype it up. However, fans from all walks of life were already arguing red-eyed, and the marketing account was so hot that they used Lu Xia in those years. All the newcomers and actors who have passed are listed, and the essays are well written, as if they have seen Lu Xia's potential actors with their own eyes.

The popularity of the topic continued to rise until the next day.

The car slowly stopped downstairs in the studio. Before Lu Yan could stand still, he was forced to take a few steps back by Yu Ji who swarmed forward.

It rained heavily last night, and it is still raining and foggy. Aya got out of the car right behind him, held an umbrella for him on tiptoe, and was snatched by Lu Yan to block those dark lenses.

Yuji has been staying here for a long time, so naturally he refused to let him go, and followed Lu Xia's side step by step, asking questions one after another, chattering so lively——

"Director Lu, did you pay attention to last night's hot search? What do you think of Shen Nan's acting skills?"

"Did you choose the new actor because of his acting skills or for other reasons?"

"May I ask, who do you think has slightly better acting skills than Song Shurui, the leading actor in this new play?"

"Director Lu..."

Lu Yan was so annoyed by the traffic jam on the way there, and now she was so annoyed that she suddenly raised her umbrella, stared at the reporter who asked "Who has slightly better acting skills", moved her lips, and said, "None of your business .”

The reporter's face was very familiar to him, and he used to follow him to the hotel before. Lu Yan didn't like these people who followed him everywhere like flies, so he immediately quickened his pace and entered the door without looking back.

Aya followed him to the elevator, pointed to his hair and reminded: "Director Lu, your hair is loose, and I still have rubber bands here, can you choose one?"

The original rubber band fell somewhere, and the ends of slightly curly hair were scattered over her shoulders in a mess. The irritability between Lu Xia's brows had not dissipated, so she waved her hand indifferently: "No need."

He walked into the studio with his hair fried like this.

The studio was quiet for a brief moment, and the staff adjusted various equipment in an orderly manner, as if the noise when Lu Xia didn't come just now was an auditory hallucination.

The assistant director stood up from the sofa, and the people sitting beside him also stood up slowly, their eyes fell on Lu Xia, and with a smile on their lips, they greeted: "Director Lu."

The hair hanging down the side of the neck suddenly scratched. Lu Xia nodded slightly, looked away uncomfortably, and walked aside to discuss the shooting with the assistant director.

The movie is a same-sex film with two male protagonists. The other leading actor entered the group early, and the makeup photos have already been taken. Today, only Fu Zhiyang will be photographed.

The assistant director had lingering fears about Lu Xia's picky and harsh temper. Last time the leading actor was tortured until his legs went limp, but this time he acted like he was not easy to mess with when he came. He raised his voice and said, "Don't lose your temper later, Xuanfa said that he would make a video for publicity, and you know the public opinion on the Internet now..."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Lu Yan lit a cigarette, and puffed out smoke rings indifferently.

The assistant director couldn't respond to his perfunctory attitude, and sighed: "As long as you know what you want."

The make-up artist waved towards him with a toolbox, and the assistant director called Fu Zhiyang and motioned for him to come over.

The character played by Fu Zhiyang is a high school student, so the makeup doesn't need to be overly delicate. The makeup artist took a close look at his face and exclaimed in surprise: "It's the first time I've seen a person with such a good background, he can go on camera without makeup."

That being said, makeup still needs to be applied. The character was arrogant and irritable at the beginning, often fighting with others, and the set makeup photos couldn’t really make the lead actor look like a disheveled face, so I did a lot of facial makeup, from forehead to Chin, a few small scars and scars can fully reflect the character of the protagonist.

Fu Zhiyang closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair completely relaxed. When he heard Lu Xia talking with someone not far away, the corners of his originally pursed mouth slightly curled up.

He has no airs of a star at all, and the makeup artist occasionally reminds him to do some tricks to facilitate his makeup, and Fu Zhiyang obediently does as he is told, with calm and gentle eyes, which is really hard not to like.

"All right," the makeup artist put away his things and looked at him with satisfaction, "It's really good."

Fu Zhiyang stood up and looked in the mirror, and lightly touched a scar at the corner of his eye with his fingertips. The scar was very dark and looked very realistic at first glance.

He followed the dressmaker assistant to the locker room and changed into a set of blue and white school uniforms. The zipper was pulled halfway, and half of the neckline slid down the shoulder. Baba's wound, at first glance, looks like a thorn in the school that is not easy to mess with.

Fu Zhiyang went to stand in front of the camera, and all the eyes of the studio focused on him instantly.

He seems to know how to play this role innately, the original gentle temperament is gone, and his eyes are provocative and unruly.

Lu Yan looked at Fu Zhiyang in the camera and was slightly startled. He was rarely picky, and didn't even give too many instructions. Fu Zhiyang took whatever poses he wanted, and he accepted them all.

The assistant director watched from the sidelines, wondering inwardly.

It is true that Fu Zhiyang's performance is very amazing, but Lu Xia, who is used to picking bones in eggs, will let him go over it.

Although he didn't really want to guess in that direction, the assistant director couldn't help but come up with an idea - Fu Zhiyang indeed has too many similarities with Song Shurui.

Whether it's a gentle and easy-going temperament, or an outstanding appearance, it's impossible to compare the two people for a while, who is more like the other, but Fu Zhiyang is obviously more calm when facing Lu Ya, unlike the previous rookies who joined the group for the first time The actor was so trembling in front of Lu Ya that he couldn't lift his head up.

After taking a group of photos, Lu Xia looked through them with downcast eyes, casually tied up her hair, with a cigarette butt in her mouth, and the ash almost fell on her body.

Someone stood behind him at some point, Lu Yan thought it was the assistant director, and was about to ask his opinion, when she turned around, she suddenly stopped.

Fine white smoke lingered between the two, with a choking smell. Fu Zhiyang smiled nonchalantly, leaned his upper body slightly forward to look at the monitor screen, and asked Lu Xia, "Is it okay, Director Lu?" ?”

He smelled faintly of men's perfume, like the melting snow on the top of a mountain, clear and mature.

Lu Yan didn't come back to her senses for a while, met his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, took a step back to widen the distance between the two, and said in a cold tone, "It's okay."

"You yawned several times just now." Fu Zhiyang had no intention of leaving, and whispered in his ear, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Lu Xia's ears could feel the airflow brought up by him when he spoke, and it was a little itchy. He subconsciously turned his head slightly, a strand of hair fell down, and swept Fu Zhiyang's profile sideways.

too close.

Lu Xia's eyes changed slightly, as if he was particularly repelled by Fu Zhiyang's approach.

He frowned and moved a step aside, not wanting to answer the question, and walked straight towards the sofa.

Fu Zhiyang was left on the spot without embarrassment. He shook his head with a light smile, ignoring the probing eyes around him, and calmly went to the dressing table to remove his makeup.

Many people saw the scene just now, the assistant director hesitated to speak, watched Lu Yan come over and sit down without saying a word, couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice: "What were you two talking about just now?" ah?"

Lu Xia took a sip of the cold drink on the table, it tasted like lemon, a bit sour than orange.

"It's nothing." Lu Yan put it down after taking a sip, and changed the subject: "Didn't you say you want to have a meal together at noon? When are you leaving?"

The topic changed so abruptly that the assistant director didn't continue to ask, but glanced at the time: "If there is no problem with the makeup photo shoot, you can leave now."

That's what he said, but Fu Zhiyang hasn't finished taking off his makeup yet, so he should wait for a while both emotionally and rationally.

However, Lu Xia didn't seem to understand this reasoning, she called Aya and left, and she didn't forget to ask the assistant director to send her the makeup photo.

Deputy director:"……"

A whole room of people are watching you here, at least to save some face for Fu Zhiyang.

Lu Yan walked out of the gate as if no one was around. The rain had stopped, and the fresh air was refreshing. Yuji, who was squatting at the door, knew that he could not get any useful news from Lu Ya's mouth, so he left long ago.

Lu Xia stopped and took a deep breath. Looking at the golden light in the sky, she suddenly felt better. She took out a cigarette from her pocket and placed it skillfully.

Aya sat in the car and called him: "Director Lu, can you go?"

Lu Yan finished smoking in two puffs, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to her with precision, raised her leg and took two steps, and was about to open the car door when she heard the door behind her.

Aya, who was lying on the car window, gave him a wink, Lu Yan looked back, and paused with the hand holding the doorknob.

Fu Zhiyang changed back into a black shirt, stood not far away with his hands in his pockets, and looked at him steadily.

All the makeup on his face has been removed, he should have just washed his face, there are still a few drops of crystal water on his hair, the smile with the corners of his mouth curled up seems to be the same as it was many years ago.

"Director Lu, is it convenient for me to take a ride?"

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