The best actor is my lover [Transmigration Book]

"Although the paparazzi outside the hospital were sent away by our people, we can't take it lightly in the next few days..."

Shi You held the steering wheel, glanced at the rearview mirror, and sighed faintly: "It doesn't feel good to be hungover."

Jing Wenqing closed his eyes, his brows were furrowed, "What do you think!"

He was leaning on the back seat cushion, his sleeves were half rolled up, exposing half of his arm, which was bruised and purple, with several scars.But other than that, the skin is tender, the skin is rosy, there is no trace of vicissitudes at all, and the skin condition is well maintained.

Shi You knew that he was dizzy and uncomfortable after the hangover, and his body was wounded, so he unconsciously lowered his voice: "You have an audition this afternoon, and you made a big news the night before, aren't you asking for trouble?"

Jing Wenqing's eyes fell on the wound on his arm, he was speechless for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting.He lowered his eyes, suppressing the emotion on his face.

"Don't tell me that you want to come out once! This is the book you found behind my back half a month ago, and you insisted on getting together with Pei Jing in the same crew." Shi You recalled, and thought of yesterday It was late, and he was stupefied, "It's okay to be drunk, the actor next door to the box happened to be drunk too. It's luck, tsk tsk."

He added another sentence: "Drunk and fighting, and both of you went to the hospital with skin trauma, you two are worthy of it."

Jing Wen paused for two seconds, and pretended to be real: "Couldn't it be that before the audition, I'll fight with Yingying Pei at the right time, and deliberately make a big news to create momentum, so as to attract some attention?"

"...Then I can only thank you on behalf of the PR!" Shi You didn't take it seriously, smiled, and changed the topic.

"Drink some hangover soup after you go back. Don't forget to apply the medicine that should be applied to the injury on your hand. The assistant will pick you up in the afternoon to go to the audition." Shi You thought for two seconds before changing his words, "Don't drink so much alcohol next time It's gone. You look like a ghost."

Jing Wenqing nodded.

"I'm afraid that next time you'll be drunk and hold Pei Jing with a knife shark." Shi You was silent for two seconds, "The way you smashed his phone last night, you almost wanted to slash his neck with a knife."

Jing Wenqing was shocked.

Shi You wanted to force him a few more words, but Jing Wenqing's expression changed again and again, and finally he closed his eyes slowly, and leaned against the cushion quietly.

It was impossible to tell what Jing Wenqing was thinking.

Perhaps he was still a little dizzy, Shi You thought, the words came to his lips, but he didn't say anything.

After a long while, Jing Wenqing opened his eyes and sighed softly, staring at his arm again for a long while.That gaze, inch by inch, seemed to be looking at a treasure.Then, he blinked and blinked, stretched out his hand and hesitated for two seconds, then slowly poked it with his fingertips...

Hiss...it hurts a bit!

Jing Wenqing's eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly stopped.

The more it hurts, the more Jing Wenqing's brain twitches soberly—this is reality, not a dream.

A few hours ago, Jing Wenqing woke up in an unfamiliar ward. A nurse excitedly picked up a small notebook and hurried over, blushing shyly: "Baby Jingjing, can you give me an autograph?" , I am your fan. I really liked the self-choreographed dance at last year's dance festival, and I haven't danced out of the essence after practicing for a long time!"

On the sidelines, Jing Wenqing suddenly discovered that he had transmigrated into the script he wrote, and became the main character, the King of Dancers!Not to mention the deadly rivalry with the film king in the play, the deadly rivals turned into lovers in the end.

Jing Wenqing was a screenwriter before transmigrating books. He has won various awards and has a good relationship with the bigwigs in the industry.

This script was able to be created, but it was because Jing Wenqing didn't want to be a screenwriter.His dream has always been to dance.

At that time, his parents prevented him from signing up to learn dancing, insisting that he become a screenwriter. Due to the pressure from his family, Jing Wenqing was depressed for several years and had no chance to take the art test, but he never forgot the dream he planted since childhood.

So Jing Wenqing wrote the first script, the protagonist's identity is the famous dancing king.Although the plot is bloody, he can realize his dream in another way.The name of the protagonist in the script is Jing Wenqing.

After Jing Wenqing wrote it, he kept it privately. Except for his lover Pei Jing, no one else read this story.

But he didn't expect that when he woke up, he would be transmigrated into the script, and the actor in the script would be named Pei Jing—the name of his lover before he transmigrated.

He obviously didn't write like this at the beginning!

The car turned several corners along the way, Jing Wenqing closed his eyes the whole time, thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any reason.

It wasn't until the destination was reached that the brakes slammed, and Jing Wenqing came back to his senses, and slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him is an independent villa, four stories high, with a large room.The decoration style is simple and elegant, with black, white and gray as the main tone. The ground floor is the storage room and garage.

Jing Wenqing thought about the plot in his mind, and it became clear: this is the home of the King of Dance.

After getting out of the car, he went straight to the house and came to the bedroom with ease.

In the mirror, the young man was holding a plastic bag from the hospital in his hand. He was not haggard at 01:30, and could be described as exquisite.His already fair skin looked even more delicate and smooth under the light, without wrinkles or acne.

His shoulder-length mid-length hair was draped behind him, with inner eyes, a straight nose, and a bit of indistinguishable sexiness between his brows and eyes.

Jing Wenqing looked at it carefully.

23 is old.

Here's what he looked like at 23.

The dancer in the script happens to be 23 years old too.

Jing Wenqing's heart was pounding.

He not only crossed over, but also "rejuvenated".

After standing still for several minutes, Jing Wenqing revealed an elusive emotion in his eyes.After a while, Jing Wenqing sat by the bed, opened the ointment, and applied the medicine.

But the hand holding the cotton swab trembled slightly, completely out of his control.

Before wearing the book, he was already 35 years old.

Jing Wenqing's parents divorced when he was young, and he followed his mother.Jing Wenqing studied dancing for a few years, but was forced by his mother to become a screenwriter, and never touched dancing again.For this reason, he held grudges, was dissatisfied, and wanted to escape from this kind of life all the time.

Around the age of 30, Jing Wenqing was already a well-known screenwriter, met a good relationship in the circle, and met his best actor, Pei Jing.

Jing's mother is only interested in profit. When she heard that it was Pei Jing, the famous actor, her eyes lit up: "Pei Jing, ouch. When is my son planning to get married, don't be like me and your father."

Indeed, they are happily married.

Jing Wenqing endured her mother for many years, and finally moved out after getting married, completely breaking away from the control of the family.

Live to the age of 35, old is not old, young is not young.But Jing Wenqing felt more and more clearly how "old" his body was.

It is not an isolated phenomenon for adults to learn to dance. For others, it may be a matter of life and learning, no matter how old they are, it is never too late.But to Jing Wenqing, this is wishful thinking.

After marriage, he also practiced dancing, but because the screenwriter sat in front of the computer for a long time, he developed occupational diseases. Not only did he have backache and neck pain, but he even had rheumatoid arthritis in his knees and a slight hunchback.The physical injury no longer allowed him to resume dancing.

Resilience is not as good as that of young people.

Pei Jing used to coax him to learn slowly with him, and Jing Wenqing also worked hard.

Unfortunately, the efforts were wasted.

Jing Wenqing applied the good medicine, regained his composure, and stuffed the ointment into the drawer of the bedside table.Then, he looked at the body carefully again──

This is the king of dancers in the play.

The King of Dance grew up practicing dancing since childhood.

He's still young, with a body in his early 20s.

The corners of Jing Wenqing's mouth rose slightly, and then he gave another wry smile.

Everything is just right, except that his baby Pei Jing is no longer around.

A few hours ago, Jing Wenqing paid the bill in the hospital and found that the phone number on the medical record card was the same as before he wore the book!

His first reaction was to find the cell phone in his pocket, and dialing the eleven-digit number that he remembered by heart.

Knowing that crossing a book is a small probability event, comparable to choking to death by drinking water, Jing Wenqing still hangs his heart in the sound of "beep beep ─ ─".

Just when Jing Wenqing thought it was an empty number.

With a thud, the phone went through.

Jing Wenqing's heart almost paused──

"Ah, hello? Hello." The young man muttered suspiciously, "I'm sorry. This is a new card. Did you make a mistake? I'm not the previous owner."

As the young man said, a more powerful and hoarse voice suddenly came from the noisy background.It was too vague to be heard at all.

"...It's all right. If you want to call, you won't be able to call this number. Someone must have made a mistake!" The young man's footsteps sounded, and his voice became much softer, "Boss..."

His tone of voice and aura were very different from Pei Jing's.

Jing Wenqing squeezed the phone, had difficulty breathing, and remained motionless.

After a while, the young man's voice became loud again: "Sir? Are you still there? If there is nothing wrong, then..."

Jing Wenqing lowered his eyes, and curled up his fingers pinching the phone: "I'm sorry to bother you. I dialed the wrong number."

Three or four sentences, said for nearly 5 minutes.

After cutting off the phone, Jing Wenqing opened Weibo and searched for the movie star Pei Jing in this world.

Not only the name is the same, but the appearance is also the same.

Jing Wenqing's eyes narrowed suddenly.

However, in the video, the actor with the same name and surname as his lover sneered and pushed away the camera; the actor looked at the reporter coldly, without saying a word; the actor's dark eyes seemed to be filled with impatience...

As long as the reporter asked a bad question, the actor's bad temper would show on his face, and he didn't bother to cover it up.

Also a movie star, Jing Wenqing's lover is gentle and generous, always able to tell right from wrong, can speak nice words, and can fight with reporters for [-] rounds without any gossip.Never been so impatient.

It's obviously two people.

Jing Wenqing recalled, with a look of loneliness on his face.He got up, walked slowly to the living room, and poured himself a glass of boiled water.

After taking two sips, the phone in his pocket beeped.

Jing Wenqing glanced at it and put down the water glass.

[Meng Xihao: Last time I was asked to make a picture of the mobile phone case, and it was shipped together with my set. I will bring it to you in the dance room tomorrow? 】

Below is a photo of the phone case.

The mobile phone case is purple, custom-made, and it is covered with big head photos of the actor and the king of dancing.Among these big heads, the actor's expression is very subtle, there is no image at all to capture, and there is a big arrow on the side, marked with the word "stupid".And all the photos of the King of Dance are elegant and lazy beautiful photos, marked "charming".

Jing Wenqing: ...

Meng Xihao: Jing Bao, what's wrong?

Jing Wenqing: ... I reward you.