dark fire

In the afternoon, I began to read the script from the beginning. Everyone sat together and brainstormed while reading, and made detailed and logical revisions to the script.

He Jingping asked everyone to bring emotions and emotions when reading. Ling Zhuo had never participated in such a round-reading of scripts, and he was very uncomfortable and stumbled while reading.

When it came to the part about falling in love with the heroine, the lines were a little awkward, Ling Zhuo got stuck again and stopped, embarrassingly sweating on his forehead.

The people around him chuckled: "Mr. Ling feels embarrassed to read this line?"

The others were also laughing, and Yu Fei joked: "It was like this when I was filming for the first time. When I filmed the intimate scene in my first drama, I NGed it more than a dozen times and was almost returned by the crew."

Ling Zhuo blushed and apologized: "Sorry, let me continue reading."

Lu Chixie said casually to the screenwriter: "The lines here should be changed. Lin Lanyu and Zhuge You are childhood sweethearts at this time, and they didn't break the relationship. These words are too nasty."

Yu Fei: "I agree, these lines are indeed a bit too much."

Both the male and female protagonists said they wanted to change it, so let’s do it. The screenwriter rewrote a few lines on the script on the spot. The originally explicit lines were changed to be vague and subtle. Ling Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief and finally read it smoothly.

After an hour, pause for a 10-minute break.

Ling Zhuo took a sip of water, and when he raised his eyes, he met Lu Chixie's eyes staring at him. Lu Chixie turned the pen in one hand, and asked him slowly: "Mr. Ling, have you ever been in love?"

Ling Zhuo was taken aback.

Lu Chixie's voice was not loud, and the people around them had left again, so no one else heard them.

Ling Zhuo frowned slightly, while Lu Chixie was still staring at him, smiling playfully, waiting for his answer.

Ling Zhuo didn't want to pay attention to this person.

He and Lu Chixie were just colleagues, and Lu Chixie opened his mouth to ask about his personal affairs, but he didn't want to answer.

Lu Chixie raised his eyebrows, Ling Zhuo looked away.

At five o'clock, today's study session ends, and Ling Zhuo goes straight back to the hotel.

The crew hotel is near the film and television city, and the nanny car is parked at the entrance of the hotel lobby. As soon as Ling Zhuo got out of the car, he was surrounded by fans waiting here.

He didn't accept the gift from the fans, he just took the letter and squeezed it in his hand. The bodyguards and Yang Ming opened the way and went into the hotel.

In the elevator room, when he met Lu Chixie who was also waiting for the elevator to go upstairs, Ling Zhuo greeted him and stood still.

Wearing sunglasses, Lu Chixie saw Ling Zhuo's exhausted figure behind him reflected in the elevator door, and his eyes fell on the stack of envelopes in his hand: "There are so many letters, Teacher Ling really intends to open them one by one? "

Ling Zhuo: "Yes."

Lu Chixie clicked his tongue: "It's good to be a fan of Teacher Ling."

Ling Zhuo: "It's not bad to be a teacher Lu's fan."

What he said was the truth, although being a fan of Lu Chixie had to endure his crazy temper from time to time, being a fan of beauty and career should be quite happy.

Lu Chixie laughed softly, and the elevator door opened in front of them.

After entering the door, Lu Chixie asked casually, "Which floor does Teacher Ling live on?"

Ling Zhuo: "The fifteenth floor."

Lu Chixie: "What a coincidence, me too."

He pressed the button for the fifteenth floor.

Ling Zhuo's room is 1508, and Lu Chixie's is 1511, which is diagonally opposite.

Before entering the door, Lu Chixie called Ling Zhuo again: "Mr. Ling, there is a bar downstairs, do you want to drink tonight?"

Ling Zhuo: "I won't go, I'm a little tired, I'll go to bed early."

Ling Zhuo nodded after speaking, and went into the room first, Yang Ming followed and closed the door behind him.Lu Chixie looked at the closed door in front of him, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

After entering the door, Ling Zhuo looked around first. His room was a large suite, with the living room and dining room outside, and the bedroom inside. Yang Ming had already come to help him pack his luggage and change the bedding in the morning.

Ling Zhuo felt satisfied, took a few photos with his mobile phone and sent them to the group.

Qi Liangli, the youngest member of the troupe, was the first to reply to him: "Wow, the crew is very generous to Brother Zhuo, to give you such a big apartment."

Ling Zhuo: "It's okay, so-so."

Qi Liangli: "Is this so-so?"

Deng Lanluo: "Hey, what a fan."

Zhang Xun: "How is the food for your crew?"

Ling Zhuo also sent in the photo of the lunch box taken at noon: "It's so-so."

Zhang Xun: "It's okay to look at."

These people are all Ling Zhuo's teammates, Deng Lanluo and Ling Zhuo are vocal, Zhang Xun is a rapper, Qi Liangli is a dancer, Zhong Yiran is also a dancer and captain, Zhong Yiran and Deng Lanluobiling Zhuo is one year older, Zhang Xun is a little younger, Qi Liangli is the youngest, just twenty.

After chatting for a while, Deng Lanluo Ait Ling Zhuo asked: "How do you feel about joining the crew on the first day? Are the others easy to get along with?"

Qi Liangli: "That's right, what's it like being on the crew with the Great Demon King?"

Ling Zhuo: "The Great Demon King?"

Deng Lanluo: "He said that Prince Shang Xin."

Zhang Xun also asked: "Has the Great Demon King troubled you?"

Ling Zhuo was a little amused: "Does he have such a bad reputation?"

Qi Liangli: "We didn't seal the Great Demon King, that's what everyone calls him."

Ling Zhuo thought for a while, and replied: "It's okay, it's just a little familiar."

As for Lu Chixie's slightly weird attitude towards him, Ling Zhuo didn't plan to tell anyone, anyway, the filming of this drama will be finished in at most four months, and he didn't plan to have a deep friendship with Lu Chixie.

After chatting in the group for a while, noticing that Zhong Yiran hadn't appeared, Ling Zhuo clicked on his dialog box: "Aren't you there?"

After 5 minutes, the other side replied: "I just went to take a shower, have you had dinner yet?"

Ling Zhuo: "Xiao Yang ordered room service and is waiting to deliver it."

There was a voice call over there, Ling Zhuo clicked to answer it, and Zhong Yiran's voice sounded: "Is your throat all right?"

"It's much better." Listening to the other party's concerned greeting, Ling Zhuo gradually relaxed.

In fact, his throat still hurts, and he has been reading the script all afternoon. Besides the male and female protagonists, he has the most roles and a lot of lines. If it weren't for the box of throat lozenges that Lu Chixie gave him, he would be slurring his mouth right now. They can't be opened anymore.

Over there Zhong Yiran asked: "That's great? Why is your voice still so hoarse?"

Ling Zhuo chuckled softly, sure enough nothing can be hidden from Zhong Yiran.

Zhong Yiran: "What are you laughing at?"

Ling Zhuo: "Nothing."

After chatting for more than ten minutes, when he heard the doorbell ring, Ling Zhuo thought it was dinner, so he talked with Zhong Yiran and hung up the phone.

Yang Ming went to open the door, but the person outside was Lu Chixie's assistant.

"Brother Lu asked Teacher Ling if he wanted to go to his room for dinner? He specially asked someone to cook a few more dishes."

Yang Ming looked back at Ling Zhuo, and Ling Zhuo said, "No need, thank you Mr. Lu, we've ordered room service, and we'll deliver it in a while."

After dismissing Assistant Lu Chixie, Ling Zhuo told Yang Ming to close the door, Yang Ming walked back and teased him casually: "Why do I feel that Teacher Lu seems to be very enthusiastic about Brother Zhuo?"

Ling Zhuo shook his head, sat on the sofa while waiting for his meal, and continued playing with his mobile phone.

Qi Liangli once again tweeted at him in the group: "Damn it, the Great Demon King has followed Brother Zhuo on your Weibo, and even liked your official makeup photo today!"

Ling Zhuo was slightly surprised, so he clicked on Weibo, thought for a while, and entered the three words "Lu Chixie" in the search box.

Lu Chixie's Weibo profile picture is the same as his WeChat profile picture. The camera captures the shadows under the street lights at night. There is very little content in the Weibo. Bo", or simply one or two words.This morning, the "Fen Qing" official blog posted his own official announcement blog, and he just scrolled through it without saying anything, let alone like it.

But his latest like is Ling Zhuo's official post.

Ling Zhuo was a little speechless, hesitating whether to go back to Lu Chixie. Normally speaking, it is very common for colleagues in a film crew to follow each other on Weibo. Lu Chixie followed him and gave him likes. Returning to the customs will cause many unnecessary guesses, but he still feels a little awkward.

The doorbell rang again, Yang Ming went to open the door, this time it was Lu Chixie himself.

Ling Zhuo could only get up to welcome him out.

"Would rather sit here and wait hungry than eat at my place first?" Lu Chixie asked him bluntly.

Ling Zhuo explained embarrassingly: "We have already ordered food, we don't want to waste..."

Lu Chixie: "I'll bring it over in a while and eat together, I'm afraid there's nothing to waste."

Seeing that Ling Zhuo was still hesitating, Lu Chixie suddenly leaned forward, leaned close to him and asked, "Teacher Ling, what are you so awkward about? Are you so disrespectful?"

The strange breath approached, Ling Zhuo subconsciously took a step back.

Facing Lu Chixie's staring gaze at him, he changed his words: "Okay, thank you Teacher Lu."

A smile appeared in Lu Chixie's eyes: "Let's go."

Lu Chixie's room is next door, with the same suite layout as Ling Zhuo's. There are four dishes and one soup that Lu Chixie asked someone to cook on the table. Ling Zhuo and the others also ordered three dishes. sent over.

Ling Zhuo does not eat fast, but eats slowly and carefully.Lu Chixie picked up the dishes carelessly, noticing the frequency of chopsticks being dropped by the person opposite each dish, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After eating, Lu Chixie's assistant tidied up and went back to his room downstairs. Yang Ming went to the supermarket outside to help Ling Zhuo buy the daily necessities that were missing. Only Ling Zhuo and Lu Chixie were left in the room.

Ling Zhuoqian sat for a while, then got up to say goodbye, and Lu Chixie escorted him to the door of the room.

Ling Zhuo opened the door, turned to thank Lu Chixie, "Thank you Teacher Lu for your hospitality tonight, then I'll go back first."

Lu Chixie looked at him, and suddenly stretched out his hand, squeezed Ling Zhuo's wrist, pushed the door back, and pushed him hard against the door panel.

Ling Zhuo was caught off guard, and his expression changed: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chixie didn't do anything, but took a step forward, still pinching Ling Zhuo's wrist with one hand, preventing him from avoiding it.

Touching the anger in Ling Zhuo's eyes, Lu Chixie lowered his voice: "Mr. Ling, didn't you give me a private WeChat ID?"

Ling Zhuo: "That is..."

Lu Chixie: "I saw it. When you were reading the script in the afternoon, you switched to another account to send messages."

Lu Chixie's breathing was too close, Ling Zhuo was very uncomfortable.He turned his face away, paused for two seconds, and said in a blunt tone: "You have found the wrong person."

Lu Chixie stared at him, then smiled again: "What do you think I want to do?"

It's not the first day for Ling Zhuo to enter this circle. Lu Chixie's interest in him is too obvious. It's not that he doesn't understand. This person probably has no scruples, but he won't, let alone want to.

Ling Zhuo didn't answer, and there was a stalemate for a few seconds. Lu Chixie let go of his hand, and walked away from a safe distance with a smile.

Ling Zhuo immediately turned around, opened the door and walked away quickly.