Do you want to touch porcelain? [Entertainment]

Not to mention the rest of the crew, even the two parties involved were stunned when they heard Qiu Yuanliang's roar.

Zuo Yan pointed at himself in disbelief, and then at Wei Jingxing, expressing his doubts.

Wei Jingxing nodded heavily.

Zuo Yan asked secretly: "Brother, tell me, how long has it been since Director Qiu went for a physical examination?"

Wei Jingxing instantly got Zuo Yan's brain circuit, he wanted to say that Qiu Yuanliang didn't have a good mind and didn't go to the doctor.Wei Jingxing smiled: "I don't know if Director Qiu is good or not, but if you don't go there, you may have to work overtime today."

Zuo Yan performed the smile disappearing technique.

No, he didn't want to feel the pain of the overtime dog.

Seeing the two of them approaching, Qiu Yuanliang asked, "How are you thinking? Go ahead, there's not much time left."

"How about what?" Wei Jingxing asked Zuo Yan in a low voice.

Zuo Yan had a toothache on his face: "I haven't finished filming today's scene."

"Aren't you just one scene?" He thought Zuo Yan's progress had already ended.

"It's gone."

Zuo Yan said something in a hurry, then went to occupy the designated position, set up the action of receiving the play, adjusted his emotions, and immersed himself in it.

Wei Jingxing raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he was not an ordinary filmmaker, he had spent half the morning and hadn't finished filming yet.

"Are you going or are you here watching?" Qiu Yuanliang asked Wei Jingxing who was next to him. He didn't know if it was Wei Jingxing's delusion, but he always felt that Qiu Yuanliang looked a little angry.

"Watch here."

Qiu Yuanliang nodded and didn't speak any more. He looked at Zuo Yan in the camera with a serious face.

Wei Jingxing tightened his clothes, it was the first time for him to watch Zuo Yan wearing a costume and acting from the side, Zuo Yan had always looked at him like this before, unexpectedly it was quite novel.

Zuo Yan's face is worthy of being one of the best in the entertainment industry where there are so many handsome men and beautiful women. His face is extraordinarily three-dimensional, with deep contours and a high nose bridge. Even in close-up shots, there is no pressure.Such a face is naturally suitable for the big screen. The camera will not deprive him of his appearance, but can better reflect his appearance.

Wei Jingxing smiled, his throat was itchy and he couldn't help coughing a few times.It is said that sickness comes like a mountain fall, and sickness goes like spinning silk.Wei Jingxing reckoned that he would have to cough for two or three days.

A cup of warm boiled water was handed over from the side. Seeing Zuo Yan looking over, the person serving the water paused, and said with some difficulty: "Drink some, moisten your throat."

Wei Jingxing apologized with a smile, and took it over, hiding his surprise.

It's nothing to hand him a glass of water, but the person who handed him the water is the assistant director Liu Yongnian.

After the last incident was resolved, Liu Yongnian approached Zuo Yan, sincerely apologized to Zuo Yan, and expressed his willingness to compensate him for his losses.Zuo Yan didn't want it, he knew that Liu Yongnian's family had a heavy burden, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was riddled with holes.

During the past few days on the set, Liu Yongnian has been very silent, but sometimes he will take care of him silently.

"You're welcome, I should do it." After he finished speaking, he seemed to be not good at words, and organized his words, "Don't let him be sad, I just downloaded Weibo and registered an account. useful."

What he said was vague, but Wei Jingxing understood, Liu Yongnian wanted to speak up for Zuo Yan, and it seemed that he only knew the news, and he didn't even have Weibo.

Wei Jingxing persuaded gently: "You can tell him in person, Xiaoyan will be very happy for your help."

Liu Yongnian still had a bit of embarrassment on his face. He knew that what he did was bad, and he always wanted to help Zuo Yan.I thought well, but now I heard about the whole thing from the crew, so I didn't help at all.

"……I will."

Qiu Yuanliang heard what they said and didn't interrupt.Seeing Wei Jingxing persuading Liu Yongnian, Liu Yongnian felt a little moved before he was relieved, and focused on looking at the camera without being distracted.

In the play, the Seventh Prince had already collapsed when he knew that his mother and concubine died at the hands of the Queen Mother, and he was still the only one who followed her son's lead. The accomplice of the dead mother concubine, the psychological defense line was completely overwhelmed.

The old eunuch was knelt on the ground and kowtowed. The strength he used had already soaked that area with blood, and his head and face were all stained with his own blood.The Seventh Prince looked at him like this, and at one moment, his mind was filled with the gentle and amiable face of the old eunuch when he was a child, and at the other moment, the ruthlessness of pinching his neck and trying to kill him.

"Enough!" He shouted loudly, the voice made the kneeling old eunuch tremble, and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Your Highness, spare your life, Your Highness, spare your life..." the old eunuch whispered, shaking like chaff.

"Of course this palace will spare your life." The Seventh Prince's eyes wandered, as if he hadn't returned to his soul, but his face looked crazy. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the old eunuch's clever officer, forcing the old eunuch to look up in horror. Look at the Seventh Prince who is no longer innocent.

"Wouldn't it be nice to spare your life and let you die after trying all of Wei Qing's methods?"

Hearing Wei Qing's name, the old eunuch was so frightened that he was about to faint. The Seventh Prince didn't let him go. He opened his thin lips and said the cruelest words in the world in a beautiful voice: "Use your blood to pay homage to the dead mother and concubine!" , is also a wonderful thing. Don't worry, if you don't want to die, this palace will not let you die, you will always live... until I let you die."

The hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard, following the last words of the Seventh Prince, the chill here seemed to intensify.The palace people lowered their heads, desperately suppressing the unstoppable trembling all over their bodies.

Even the set was shocked by Zuo Yan's performance.

It seems that they are not acting at this time, not on the set, but really saw the romantic young man who toasted to invite the moon and watched all the flowers in Chang'an, step by step towards the unpredictable darkness.

Terrified, but even more distressed.

Yes, when the Seventh Prince decided to torture the old eunuch who had served him since he was a child, it had already shown that the balance in his heart had tipped to the evil side.

Wei Jingxing was also shocked, he touched his heart that was beating fast, not because of heartbeat - but because of fear.

I'm afraid I'm going to suffer.

Wei Jingxing pursed his lips and thought.

Zuo Yan was completely involved in the drama.

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"Card! It's over."

"Zuo Yan, I didn't expect your acting skills to be so good. It's like the waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past. I heard that you seem to have only studied for more than a month, which is too good." The old eunuch got up from the ground when he heard the card, trembling The clothes on his body gave Zuo Yan a thumbs up.

Although there is an element of boasting in it, but a talent like Zuo Yan's acting is aura. He was so scared by Zuo Yan's eyes just now that he almost forgot his words, and he couldn't even catch the scene.

Originally wanted to stand forward and chat for a few more words, but Zuo Yanyi grabbed his wrist and scolded in a cold voice: "What are you doing?"

The face of the actor who played the role of the old eunuch turned red and turned green. Although he is not well-known, after so many years of acting experience, he can be regarded as a senior. Being scolded by a junior like this, he couldn't get down from the stage. stiff.

"I'm sorry, look at my memory, I forgot that you don't like being touched by others, so I'll let you go." After speaking, she pulled her hand, but didn't pull it back.Zuo Yan used a lot of force, and right now his wrist was in burning pain.

Zuo Yan has no taboos about not liking contact with others. The old actor's words are just a step down for both parties, so it's impossible for Zuo Yan to not accept them at all.The clay figurine is still hot, and the old actor's complexion is not good.

Just wanted to ask Zuo Yan what's the matter with you, but was held back by Wei Jingxing who rushed over after hearing the sound.

Wei Jingxing stretched out his hand to hold Zuo Yan's hand tightly around the old actor's wrist, and lightly increased his strength in a comforting way: "Little Yan, please let go of your hand first."

Zuo Yan's extremely oppressive gaze shifted from the old actor to Wei Jingxing: "What is your name?"

Main hall?

The old actor pointed at Zuo Yan, and then pointed at the two of them in a circle.Wei Jingxing shook his head with a wry smile: "I can't get out."

His premonition has always been accurate, Zuo Yan's super-level performance has completely surpassed an actor's acting skills, as if he has replaced himself in that role. In his heart, he is the Seventh Prince himself, and he is suffering from great pain and burn. bake.

This kind of fully immersive acting has always been a forbidden area for Wei Jingxing.

He once co-starred with an actor who used this method of acting. That actor was praised as a talent flow that God chased and fed, and he could successfully immerse himself in a role every time.

But later, his spirit couldn't bear so many roles he had played, and he had a schizophrenic breakdown and committed suicide. He is still living in a mental hospital, trapped in a corner, and can no longer show his talent to the world.

And Zuo Yan now completely immerses himself in the role of the Seventh Prince, mourning his grief and hating his hatred.

He can't play anymore.

The old actor had already realized what had happened, he could only admit that he was unlucky, and looked for help to Wei Jingxing who had the best relationship with Zuo Yan.

Wei Jingxing stopped a group of people who wanted to come up to help, and increased the force in his hands, wanting Zuo Yan to send them away first.

"Xiaoyan, look at me, I'm Wei Jingxing."

"Wei Jingxing." Zuo Yan said the name awkwardly, as if something was touched in his heart, the fire that could burn everything had a tendency to go out.He slowly let go of the old actor's hand.

Once the old actor was free, he hurriedly took three steps back, keeping a safe distance from Zuo Yan.Realizing that he had overreacted, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled without embarrassment, but that smile was uglier than crying.

The old actor glanced down at his wrist.

Hey, it's blue and purple, it's swollen up to the height of a finger, and it hurts hot.

How strong is this man.The old actor thought bitterly.

Wei Jingxing looked at Zuo Yan who had his eyes closed, and worriedly called his name again: "Xiao Yan?"

Zuo Yan waved his hand weakly, and pressed his throbbing forehead twice: "Don't talk, I'll take it easy."

"Okay, let's go over there and rest for a while, you won't be in the show today." Wei Jingxing comforted in a warm voice.

According to Zuo Yan's words, Wei Jingxing took him to the dressing room.

"Are you okay now?" Wei Jingxing handed him a cup of milk tea and thoughtfully inserted the straw.

Zuo Yan stretched out his hand to take it, took a sip and felt that he was slowed down, and took two or three sips while holding the milk tea cup, and he put it down after the straw made a chirping sound.

"Xiao Zhou bought it?" Zuo Yan saw the icon on the milk tea cup.

"Yes, he just came back and went to distribute things."

Zuo Yan leaned back and slumped on the sofa: "I thought he would rush over and scold me like an old lady."

I wanted to come, but he stopped me.Wei Jingxing smiled and didn't answer.

"I don't know what happened just now, but somehow, I got up there." Zuo Yan's mind is still in a state of confusion, not clear-headed.

"It's my fault. I forgot to teach Xiao Yan how to act." Wei Jingxing saw that he was suffering from a severe headache, and kept pressing his forehead vigorously. on his lap.

Zuo Yan took advantage of the situation to relax his body, found a suitable position on Wei Jingxing's lap, and lay down with peace of mind, rubbed his face against Wei Jingxing's thigh, and adjusted the angle of his head.

Wei Jingxing's body was tightened by his rubbing, and the hand that was lightly supporting his head pulled a little bit of strength, and tugged at Zuo Yan's hair: "...don't move around."

"En." Zuo Yan found a suitable posture and stopped moving.From his angle, he could just see Wei Jingxing's thin chin and the small mole protruding from his neck.

Zuo Yan was in a trance for a moment, thinking of the comments on Wei Jingxing's mole on the Internet.

"The location of that mole is just right. It is a place where you can lower your head and bite it when you are in love. But he can only look up at you with a bewildered expression on his neck, and let you do whatever you want."