dark fire

set.

Just as Ling Zhuo got off the wire, he was notified that a scene he filmed two days ago would be re-shooted. The content of the script was changed, and there were extra pages.

He was a little helpless, but the director said he wanted to shoot, so he could only shoot.

At [-] o'clock, Lu Chixie came to Group B. Seeing that Ling Zhuo hadn't finished filming, he asked Yang Ming who was waiting on the sidelines: "He is going to participate in the event tonight, didn't he agree to do today's scene before [-] o'clock?" Can the filming be finished? Why isn’t it over yet?”

Yang Ming shook his head and said in a low voice: "I added an extra scene, which was filmed a few days ago, and someone flew in and changed the scene randomly, which wasted time."

Lu Chixie frowned.

This kind of thing is nothing new in any production crew. It is common practice for a big-name protagonist to play a big-name protagonist, a supporting role with a background, and to force the screenwriter to write a new script temporarily. Lu Chixie and Yu Fei 90.00% of the scenes are in a For the group shooting, one of them was hard on the backstage, and the other was the backstage itself. The supporting roles and scenes couldn't be added to them, so the content of group B's shooting became the hardest hit area. Ling Zhuo had never told Lu Chixie about this before.

Lu Chixie asked: "Does his part get randomly changed?"

Yang Ming: "...that's quite a lot."

Lu Chixie: "Who added the show again today?"

Yang Ming clenched his mouth at the actor who was playing opposite Ling Zhuo not far away: "That's the one from Haoran Films."

Haoran Films, the co-producer and producer of this drama, the company where producer Gao Cheng works.

The male number three named Zhang Tianqi was appointed by Gao Cheng himself to join the group. He was supposed to play the role of Ling Zhuo, but Shangxun was not satisfied with his image, and finally made him change from the second male to the third male.

At [-]:[-], the filming of the scene was finally over.

Lu Chixie was chatting with the director of Group B from the sidelines: "Director Zhang, help me and talk to Mr. Gao, he can't stand in the way of others if he wants to praise newcomers, it's Ling Zhuo's first filming, but why is he bullying him? No matter how you put it, it’s top-notch, and his fans won’t let it go if the incident is brought up on the Internet, isn’t it ugly? What’s added to the drama is what’s added to the drama, don’t touch Ling Zhuo’s roles, characters and highlights, isn’t it difficult?”

The director's face was full of embarrassment, and he smiled apologetically, so it should be.

Lu Chixie's words basically didn't even give face. In fact, although Ling Zhuo is popular, there is indeed no backstage. The fans really got into trouble, and instead increased the popularity of Jiaxi Cafe, after all, black and red are also red.

But now Lu Chixie opened his mouth, and made it clear that he wanted to support Ling Zhuo.The final editing right of the film is in the hands of Shang Xun, which really annoyed the prince. He can cut some people's scenes with a single word, so you can't say anything, after all, they are the benefactor's benefactor.

As soon as Ling Zhuo finished filming, he saw Lu Chixie. He originally wanted to come over to say hello to him, but seeing that he had been talking to the director, he forgot it. He got in the nanny's car and went back to the hotel first.

In order to save time, he took off his make-up and changed his clothes in the nanny's car. Yang Ming told him what Lu Chixie and the director Zhang had just heard. Ling Zhuo was silent for a while after listening, and didn't say anything.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Jing and her stylist were already waiting for him here.

Tonight is the annual grand ceremony of "Fashion Cicele". Ling Zhuo, Lu Chixie, and Yu Fei will all participate. It is said that Lu Chixie and Yu Fei will walk the red carpet together. Ling Zhuo will go there in his own name, without a group.

When Lu Chixie came over, he had already done his makeup and hair, and was taking pictures.Parted curly hair, long slanted bangs set off slightly darker eyebrows and eyes, a silver casual suit, and a single shirt of the same color underneath, only embellished with a ruby ​​brooch.

Lu Chixie folded his arms and watched him for a while, Ling Zhuo came over after taking the photo and asked him, "Have you left yet?"

Lu Chixie also changed into a gray-black suit with a white shirt and a diamond brooch on his chest. This man is tall with long legs and wide shoulders. Ling Zhuo's body proportions are already very good, but he is more like a clothes rack.Before Lu Chixie either wore costumes, or only wore T-shirts and jeans when he went out, Ling Zhuo never noticed it, but now when he first saw it, his eyes lingered on him for a few more seconds.

Lu Chixie raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

Ling Zhuo turned his eyes: "...it's nothing."

On the way to the venue, Zhang Jing in the nanny car asked Ling Zhuo about him and Lu Chixie again, Ling Zhuo answered absently: "That's it."

He was staring at the screen of his mobile phone. Lu Chixie's studio posted a Weibo a few minutes ago, which was a photo Lu Chixie took at the hotel before his departure.

The man crossed his long legs, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and leaned loosely on the armrest of the sofa, leaning forward slightly, looking at the camera with a half-smile in his dark eyes, which is his usual appearance.

Zhang Jing: "What are you looking at so engrossed? Did you hear me?"

Ling Zhuo returned to his senses and pressed the black phone screen, coughing lightly: "Sister Jing, don't ask, I can't explain myself."

Zhang Jing: "What do you mean you can't explain yourself?"

Ling Zhuo: "I don't know, I can't explain clearly, let's do this first, and talk about it later, anyway, I won't let fans know, so you don't have to worry."

Zhang Jing: "...you'd better do what you say."

At [-]:[-], Ling Zhuo walked onto the red carpet.

Going to the signature board for routine signing, the host also chatted with him in a business-like manner. Ling Zhuo took the opportunity to promote the TV series he was filming and the group special that will be released soon, and the host asked him: " Speaking of which, Ling Zhuo seems to have just celebrated his birthday? Did you receive any special gifts for your birthday?"

Ling Zhuo paused, and said, "The support from the fans is quite special."

He had already seen Lu Chixie who was walking with Yu Fei at the end of the red carpet, Ling Zhuo glanced away, asked the media below to take a few photos, turned and entered the infield.

The inner field is full of colorful colors, and the guests are already coming like a cloud. In the middle is the performance stage, and more than [-] round tables are lined up on both sides.

Ling Zhuo's seat was arranged at the table closest to the main table on the right, and most of the people at the same table were popular celebrities. Ling Zhuo sat down and exchanged greetings with his tablemates, and then quieted down.

By eight o'clock, almost all the tables in the arena were full, and the main tables on the left and right were filled with big shots in the circle and seniors with seniority and status, and Lu Chixie was among them.Ling Zhuo looked over, and Lu Chixie was also looking at him with squinting eyes, his eyes met, Lu Chixie raised his wine glass at him, Ling Zhuo ignored him.

The banquet began, and then it was an occasion for everyone to socialize.

Ling Zhuo ate a few mouthfuls of food to fill his stomach, and Zhang Jing had to tell him to stand up with his wine glass and go to the main table to toast, first to the table on the right, and then to the left, where Lu Chixie was also sitting.

Most of the people sitting at this table were bigwigs in the circle, and Ling Zhuo toasted one by one, showing full respect and humility.Originally, it was just a sip for each person, but the fourth person was a thin middle-aged man, who insisted that Ling Zhuo drink the whole glass of wine with a smile.

This person's title is the president of the Greater China Region of a certain fashion group. He looks like a man, but he is actually wretched. He just took advantage of several female stars who came to toast.Ling Zhuo didn't eat a few mouthfuls, he really didn't want to drink so much wine, he was hesitating to say something, Lu Chixie who was opposite him said, "Ling Zhuo, you have an upset stomach, drink less, we'll have breakfast later gone back."

Ling Zhuo froze for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Sitting on the table were the senior executives of a certain investment company, the director of a certain film and television company, the editor-in-chief of a certain fashion magazine, etc., all of whom were prominent figures. They were all surprised when they heard Lu Chixie's words. Embarrassed, Lu Chixie said to him: "Boss Peng, Ling Zhuo is my friend, he is not very good at drinking, let me drink for him."

So that person went to greet Lu Chixie, Ling Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief, no one made things difficult for him after that, he toasted one by one, and finally looked at Lu Chixie who really had a drink with that person with a complicated expression, and went back to himself seat.

Zhang Jing didn't stay long and told Ling Zhuo to leave first. Ling Zhuo drank a few rounds of wine with people he didn't know, but he was still a little drunk. Halfway through the party, he went to the bathroom and poured cold water on him. The face feels a little more comfortable.

Looking up again, Lu Chixie appeared behind him in the mirror, looking at him with displeasure: "You still have to perform later, why are you drinking so much again?"

Ling Zhuo stood up straight, squinted at him for a moment, then turned around and leaned against the sink without moving.

Lu Chixie took a step forward, put his hands on both sides of his body and stared at his eyes: "Are you really drunk?"

Ling Zhuo lowered his eyes, hooked his fingers on the buttons of his suit, and muttered: "No, I didn't drink much."

"I think you're just drunk," Lu Chixie reminded him, "People come in here at any time, are you afraid of being seen?"

"No one." There was indeed no one at the moment.

Lu Chixie laughed lowly, leaned closer and quickly pecked his lips: "It all smells like wine."

"Your own mouth smells like wine," Ling Zhuo looked at him, "Thank you, you just gave me a drink."

On occasions like this before, Zhong Yiran was the one who helped him drink, but those who persuaded Zhong Yiran would not be as polite to Zhong Yiran as they were to Lu Chixie, and would often pour people down on purpose. After a few times, he insisted He drank it by himself, but today someone suddenly came out to drink for him, which made him feel very complicated for a while.

Lu Chixie: "Thank you for what?"

Ling Zhuo: "Anyway, it's just thank you, and it's the same for the afternoon."

Lu Chixie reminded him: "In the future, if you encounter such a thing, tell me directly, don't hold back."

Ling Zhuo originally wanted to say no, but after thinking about it, he changed his words: "Okay."

He glanced at the direction of the bathroom door, leaned over slightly, pecked Lu Chixie on the lips, and then laughed muffled.

Lu Chixie was sure that he should be really drunk.

"Teacher Ling," Lu Chixie asked him, "Is it the special gift that I just mentioned in the interview, the fan support is the one I gave you?"

Ling Zhuo refused to answer: "You guess."

After hiding in the bathroom to clean up for a while, before going back to the infield, Ling Zhuo was going to go on stage and sing a song.

It's the turn of the next show, so I didn't go back to my seat at all, but stood in the dark corner of the stage and waited, Lu Chixie accompanied him.

There was also a young trafficker on the stage, singing and dancing to a dance song, Ling Zhuo hummed to the beat with his feet, full of interest.

Lu Chixie approached him and asked, "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

Ling Zhuo: "I'm in a good mood."

Lu Chixie: "Why are you in a good mood?"

Ling Zhuo: "You need a reason to be in a good mood?"

He raised his hand, turned around to help Lu Chixie straighten the slightly crooked brooch on his chest, and stretched out his hand to gently touch it.

Five minutes later, Ling Zhuo came on stage, stood in front of the microphone, and quietly sang a love song, while Lu Chixie still stood there listening.

Ling Zhuo's eyes occasionally fell to the corner where he was standing, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

After Ling Zhuo finished singing, they left the venue together and took the same car when they left.

In the car, Ling Zhuo rested his head on Lu Chixie's shoulder, scrolling through Weibo boredly. As soon as he refreshed, he saw a post by DarkFire. There was only one picture. Facing him, Lu Chixie only had a back view.

Ling Zhuo stared at his smiling eyes in the picture, did he look at Lu Chixie just like this?

Joyful, excited, unconcealable joy.

Ling Zhuo was a little dazed, Lu Chixie lowered his head and looked at his phone screen, and smiled in his ear: "It's a good shot."

Ling Zhuo: "...Xiaoqian might as well change his career."

He turned his head and wanted to talk to Xiaoqian, but then remembered that Xiaoqian was not in this car, and turned his head back to Lu Chixie's shoulder: "You guys are so boring."

Having said that, Ling Zhuo stared at the photo for a while, and then clicked on the comment.

"Lz is so good at being a man, how can this big devil stand up to it, big devil come on and fuck him, mom supports you [call]"

"Shooting the duck with a fire spoon! You deserve a husband!!"

"Oh my God, my sister is so delicate, so soft, so sweet, I don't have this smile, you are so blessed, big devil [sour][sour][sour]"

"These two are so sexually tense, please help me straighten the brooch, I already have [-] words in my head [laugh without speaking]"

"I'm going to say it straight, I want to see the big devil make sister Huo Shao cry."

"I also"

"+1 me too"

"There are so many old bastards in the comments."

Ling Zhuo's face became numb after reading the comments, and the people around him laughed again: "Old beast? Didn't you call it a little beast before?"

Ling Zhuo: "...Mr. Lu, you really know a lot."

Lu Chixie: "As soon as I said Teacher Ling, I immediately got the meaning, Teacher Ling knows no less than me."

Ling Zhuo pressed the phone screen to black, pretending not to understand, and then ignored him.

"Ling Zhuo." Lu Chixie lowered his voice.

Ling Zhuo: "Why?"

Lu Chixie's lips brushed against his temples: "When will the fan's wishes be fulfilled?"

Ling Zhuo didn't understand: "What wish?"

Lu Chixie's voice was even lower: "Fuck you, make you cry, it's impossible to describe in a hundred thousand words."

Ling Zhuo blushed instantly, and pushed him: "Be serious."

Lu Chixie pressed his head back on his shoulder again: "Okay, I'm just kidding you, make a fuss."

Ling Zhuo was already a little sleepy, and he didn't bother to move. Before closing his eyes, he muttered one last sentence: "Mr. Lu, thank you."

Lu Chixie: "Thank you again?"

Ling Zhuo: "I don't know, I just want to say."

Maybe it was Xie Lu Chixie who helped him many times, or maybe it was Xie Lu Chixie who really made him happy.

He is not a very strong person, grabbing Lu Chixie is like grabbing a life-saving driftwood, and he can break free from the quagmire of broken love in a short time, so he must say "thank you".

Lu Chixie: "Well, go to sleep."