Cool beauty is a scheming fishing system

The scene didn't go well.

Contrary to the director's expectations.

Needless to say, Shen Huai, who has won several Best Actor awards, his acting skills are recognized as good.

From the director's point of view, Yu Yichen is also a good seed.

The two of them played together, and the director thought that they would be able to pass once or twice.

A lot of actors with different acting skills were filming together, and there were not as many repetitions as this one.

Yu Yichen was very out of shape, the director noticed it when the first scene was filmed, he thought he could adjust, but the more he filmed, the worse his state became, and by the ninth time he couldn't get into the scene, he was laughing anxiously cannot be blocked at all times.

The director was a little annoyed, it was obviously a simple scene, and it took so long to finish the filming.

Shen Huai said, "Stop and take a rest."

Obviously, if you continue, you won't be able to shoot a satisfactory scene. Just as the director was about to make an agreement, Yu Yichen, who was suppressed by Shen Huai throughout the whole process, bit his lower lip and said stubbornly: "There is no need to rest, I can persevere."

Shen Huai opened his eyelids to look at him, with just the right amount of surprise on his face, then he smiled and said gently: "I mean I'm tired."

Who cares if he is tired or not.

"..." Yu Yichen blushed in embarrassment.

An assistant director heard what Shen Huai said, and hurriedly answered: "Mr. Shen has been to four cities in the past three days, and I don't know how many times I took the plane and high-speed rail back and forth. I got off the plane at nine o'clock this morning and came to filming at noon. Have a good rest."

Yu Yichen was not just embarrassed.

He has already noticed that many people are watching him. The atmosphere of the crew has always been good, but there are two staff members who are fans of Shen Huai. How can there be fans who don't feel sorry for idols? They have already begun to express their dissatisfaction.

"There is no harm if there is no comparison. I used to think that Yu Yichen's acting skills were quite good, but he couldn't catch Shen Huai's scene."

"It doesn't matter whether he can catch it or not, he actually said that he doesn't need to rest, he died laughing, who is he, let Shen Huai play with him again and again."

Only two people said that, but Yu Yichen felt that everyone who looked at him thought so and laughed at him.

He clenched his fingers and bit his lip hard.

The director announces a break.

The two actors each walked over to the assistant.

When Shen Huai took the mobile phone from A-Tong, A-Tong nodded to him.

Shen Huai took the water with confidence, and went to the nanny's car with A-Tong to rest.

A-Tong said blankly: "You are a bit aggressive towards that Yu Yichen."

Shen Huai finished drinking a whole bottle of red ginseng water, and said slowly: "I have worked so hard for so many years, if I still have to be angry with a third- and fourth-tier young actor, then that's nothing."

Ah Tong didn't answer his words, and exposed him: "Have you ever been angry with a first-line actor?"

"..."

Shen Huai remained calm on the face, "The first-line actors are all smart, and they know how to make each other happy in order to benefit each other. How can I suffer when I'm not angry?"

A-Tong: "Within a month, I will be slapped in the face."

"..."

"That pink Lamborghini will be delivered soon." Shen Huai looked at the phone and said.

A-Tong said immediately, "People in Huaihuai are as light as chrysanthemums, they don't fight with the world, they are kind to others, and they have a broad mind."

Shen Huai raised his eyebrows and nodded.

After removing her makeup, Shen Huai, who was as pale as a chrysanthemum, appeared in front of Feng Ling, not only pale, but also cold and solemn.

All the makeup on Shen Huai's face was removed, the long hair behind him was still there, and only a white cotton linen jacket was left in the complicated costume, and he sat on a low wooden chair by the lake to eat.

The sky was a bit gloomy, and a staff member set up a small warm yellow lamp beside him.

The warm yellow light and the waves of the lake sway slightly on his long hair and clean face, and the eyes under the long eyelashes are like a pool of lake water, clear and moist, with a slight light, it looks like a quiet Chinese painting.

Feng Ling saw that a still photographer was taking pictures of him non-stop.

The person being photographed didn't seem to realize it at all. He was eating the vegetable salad in the lunch box quietly and indifferently. His lips were clean and light-colored, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was not affected by foreign objects.

When Shen Huai stopped eating, Feng Ling realized that he had walked in front of him unknowingly.

Just come here, just in time, he can ask about Shen Huai's perfume.

But when Feng Ling sat across from Shen Huai, not only did Shen Huai not greet him, the expression on his face seemed to be even colder.

"..." Feng Ling controlled the subconscious urge to lower his head and smell his body, thinking, what did he do wrong again, which made Bai Yueguang unhappy again.

He can't think of it.

Shen Huai was cold and warm at this time, and he wanted to arouse his irritability, so he simply asked directly: "What's the matter, Teacher Shen?"

Shen Huai: "I'm depressed."

"..."

Shen Huai's face was cold, but it didn't prevent his voice from being pleasant to hear. His voice was clear and magnetic, and it was especially nice when paired with the night. What's more, there was still a bit of depression in this voice.

Feng Ling's heart seemed to be gently scratched by an indifferent and arrogant cat's paw.

Where is there still irritability.

His eyes brightened slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched his head in front of Shen Huai, "Why is Teacher Shen depressed?"

Shen Huai opened his eyelids to look at him, and slowly ate a piece of bitter gourd before speaking.

"Does Yu Yichen like you?"

"I do not like him."

There is less than a second between the two sentences.

Then, the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle, and I don't know why.

Feng Ling reacted slowly, his heart tensed slightly, and he stared deeply at him and asked, "Mr. Shen is depressed because you think Yu Yichen likes me?"

"No." Shen Huai said.

"Oh." Feng Ling was a little disappointed, with an indescribable feeling of disappointment, he didn't realize what it was, and asked, "What is that?"

Shen Huai's good-looking fingers pinched the silver fork, casually forking a cherry tomato, "Yu Yichen doesn't like me."

"Originally the third male in the crew liked me very much, but it was replaced by a guy who likes you and doesn't like me."

"I didn't change it."

There was less than a second between the two sentences.

Shen Huai looked at Feng Ling in surprise, "I didn't say you changed it, most people don't think so, do they? They don't have the right either."

Feng Ling touched his nose.

Fortunately, Shen Huai didn't delve into it, "I'm a bit out of line today, and I have to be careful in the future."

"No need." Feng Ling said.

"It is necessary." Shen Huai looked at the lake, and at some point, the lake was covered with a layer of light white moonlight, and the moonlight imprinted in his clear and cool eyes, shaking slightly uneasy, "Fortune teller Said, when I was 24 years old, I had a big hurdle, I would be entangled by more than one pervert and villain, and if I failed, I would be bruised and unable to get up again."

Feng Ling didn't believe this.

But he looked at Shen Huai and couldn't say anything.

The worry in Shen Huai's eyes was real, and under the cover of the night, a trace of fragility was quietly revealed.

The moonlight high above fell on the lake so lightly that it could only sway with the waves involuntarily.

Feng Ling didn't know why he believed and worried, he frowned, stepped forward and squatted in front of Shen Huai.

Shen Huai was sitting on a low chair, Feng Lingben was half a head taller than him, squatting in front of Shen Huai like this, the two were about the same height, Shen Huai was slightly taller than him.

Feng Ling just stretched out his hand a little and retracted it. When he slightly raised his head to look at him, his jaw line was slightly tightened, and his eyes were dark and firm by the lake in the night, "Mr. Shen, don't worry, Jingpo will protect you."

Shen Huai's eyes fell on Feng Ling's face, there was a long silence, and a smile appeared on his face for a while.

There was no makeup on his face, it was extremely pure, with only the moonlight as the background color, this pure smile bloomed quietly on such a face.

At that moment, Feng Ling could clearly hear his heart beating heavily.

After returning home at night, Feng Ling kept thinking about that smile and the worry in Shen Huai's eyes.

He didn't bother to read the news that Qin Donggu sent him, so he looked through the marketing account that Qin Donggu sent him before.

That time he reported it casually, the marketing account was still there, and the content was even more explicit.

Feng Ling stared at the marketing account, licked his palate, and let out a light snort.

Feng Ling: [The fans you stuffed me last time, saying that the accounts are run by the company, how many are there in total? ]

When Feng Ling's manager, Meng Ying, received Feng Ling's WeChat, he was a little dazed. Doesn't this young master dislike this thing very much? What is he doing?

Meng Ying: [There should be more than 20. ]

Feng Ling sent over an account, [Report all of them until the account is banned. ]

Meng Ying: "..."

20 accounts are reported at the same time, how much hatred and hatred?

After getting Meng Ying's reply, Feng Ling still had Shen Huai looking at the side of the lake in Feng Ling's mind.

He really felt that Shen Huai didn't need to be so worried. He had been in Jingpo Entertainment for four or five years, so he should know the strength of Jingpo Entertainment.

Shen Huai was still worried because of a fortune teller, there must be something that made him uneasy, or Jingpo Entertainment did not give him a sense of security, he did not believe that Jingbo Entertainment would protect him.

At this time, Feng Ling remembered the question Yu Yichen asked Shen Huai during the day.

Why did Shen Huai accept this drama?

At first, he didn't think much of it, but now Feng Ling felt that it was a big problem for Shen Huai to act in this movie.

Feng Ling directly called Mr. Li, director of Jingpo Entertainment, "Why did you ask Shen Huai to film this movie?"

Mr. Li received a call from Feng Ling in the middle of the night, and he asked him coldly.

He was a little flustered, any uninformed person would think that the Crown Prince was dissatisfied that Shen Huai was filming this movie with him when he heard this question.

President Li already had reasons for Feng Ling's dissatisfaction in his mind.

1. Shen Huai's acting skills are too good, which sets off Feng Ling's poor acting skills, and the prince became angry from embarrassment.

2. Shen Huai is high-spirited, stubborn and not tactful enough. He may not give the prince face, which aggravates the prince's anger.

3.…

This is too difficult.

If it was another actor, he could solve it immediately, but it was Shen Huai.

A great hero at the township level and a crown prince in the top, what should we do if we fight.

Mr. Li, who was in the ktv, wiped off his sweat and was about to speak when Feng Ling's words came over again.

"With Shen Huai's current achievements and status, isn't the company going to give him big-budget films to compete for foreign awards? How can we let him make Dangai dramas?"

"?" Something is wrong.

Feng Ling raised his eyebrows and asked four times: "Don't you feel that you have wronged him too much? Have you considered his feelings? What do you think about asking him to film "Qing Xiao"? How could the company treat him like this?"

President Li: "..."

Maybe it was because the feasting and feasting dazzled his eyes, and the smell of alcohol made him dizzy, Mr. Li was bold for a while, "Don't you know why he was asked to shoot "Qing Xiao"?"

The author has something to say:

Mr. Li was smiling, and mmp in his heart: Don't you have any points in your heart, do you think I'm willing?