I was loved by my idol

In the mountainous area at the end of October, the weather was so cold that there was a layer of mist on the windows. It was rare for Qin Ce to get up early. When he opened his eyes, he saw the sweater next to his pillow, which was neatly folded and borrowed from He Chunian. , he couldn't help putting his face on it to feel the warmth, and after rubbing it for a while, he felt that he was too "perverted" and crawled out of the bed with a blushing face.

He shivered in the cold weather, but fortunately today was the last day of filming in Lishan, and he was leaving for the city tomorrow.Although the conditions here are difficult, I still feel a little sad when I think about it.

After all, since he was a child, it seems that there is nothing that can make him go from morning to night and try his best.He has never "worked hard" before. That kind of hard work without sleep or rest and without distraction, from the moment he was born, his life has a set track, and it seems that he has just walked forward step by step for so many years.

But only this time, it was the first time he was so eager to do something well, the first time he wanted to "win", and it was also the first time he was so flustered, feeling that his own strength was weak, and he also felt that the world was out of control.

After finishing the outfit, I drove to the shooting site with Wu Xu. The mountain road was still winding, and the two pounds of leaves were dyed with strong red and yellow colors, as if they had overturned the palette.

There were fewer people on the set than before. After all, some working groups had already returned. Qin Ce felt extraordinarily warm in He Chunian's sweater. Wrapped in a long windbreaker, he looked around heroically, as if admiring the land he had laid.

With the country, it seems that there is still a shortage of beauties.

Whatever she wanted, she saw that the beauty not far away was wearing a purple long gown. The clothes looked fairy-like, and the breeze picked up by her steps raised the hem of her clothes. The makeup on her face was much lighter, and she looked younger than her actual age. A few years younger.

He thought about going up to say hello, but he didn't want the beauty to raise the corners of her mouth and wave to him first.Facing the sun, that smile was so warm that people couldn't tell whether it was because the sky was shining brightly, or the boy himself was too dazzling.

That scene made Qin Ce stop and stare blankly, as if a hole had been torn open in his heart by the light, and colorful lights poured in.Like the autumn scenery in this mountain, it is warm and beautiful.

When he reacted, He Chunian had already rushed to his eyes, occasionally asked a few questions in doubt, and occasionally nodded in understanding. The clear autumn wind hit his clothes, and he seemed to be able to smell the fresh fragrance of mint.

"Okay, all departments pay attention, let's start!"

This scene is a rivalry between the male lead and his father. He Chunian's father is played by an old actor in the industry. He is dressed in a dark brown robe, has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and has a serious face.

It was a scolding scene, He Chunian showed impatience, he stood crookedly to the side, his eyes drifted here and there, and he didn't care at all. to preach.

The old opera bones are different, every word he utters is full of anger, which makes Qin Ce tremble in his heart, recalling the days when he was dominated by his relatives.

"Crack!" the director shouted to stop: "In the early years, the mood is wrong, you are a playboy, not a bum, and you look like a rascal, take it away."

"Okay." He Chunian sighed, bowed and apologized to everyone with an apologetic face, and stood aside to wait for the start again.

This time he lowered his head, looking like he was being taught humbly, shrinking his neck from time to time when he was frightened by the angry voice.

"Ca! You can't take pictures with your head down. Are you mourning? You have heard your father's words, and you don't want to hear them. But because you have a good family education, you have to pretend to be listening. , but in fact, not only do you not want to hear it, but you have been contradicting your father in your heart. Do you understand?"

The whole crew prepared again and started again. This time it was less than a minute before the director called to stop.

"He Chunian, what's the matter with you? Why do you have such sharp eyes? Do you want to fight your father??? You are not convinced, but you don't know how capable you are. Keep your emotions down. You need to know your front foot After being scolded, you can go to spend time and drink, you are heartless!"

"I'm sorry, let's retake it again, I'm sorry" He Chunian bowed and apologized awkwardly, he was a little anxious, continuous NG is fine, as if every time he showed nothing to do with what the director asked for, he was really a little bit sure I don't know what to do.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, let's do it again." Old Xi Gurou lowered his voice to comfort him, and he was completely different from the one who just yelled loudly.

When the filming started again, Qin Ce's fingers trembled, and he took a deep breath, and the cussing voice in his ears seemed to be inaudible, and he was completely confused.

"Ca! Facial paralysis? Expression? Eyes? Can you act!"

The director was short-tempered, and the emotions were not right after acting several times. It seemed that no matter how he said it, it didn't make sense. Every time he acted, he was completely different.After that, He Chunian completely lost his way and tried a few more times. Either his facial features were too happy, or his face was paralyzed. In short, the performance was not in line with what he had in mind.

"Cut! Stop shooting! What's on your mind? Have you read the script?" The director dropped the intercom.

The people around didn't even dare to speak loudly, and He Chunian frowned even more at a loss.

He obviously acted very well, Qin Ce felt aggrieved in his heart, why is the director not satisfied, it is really too cold, wearing so little, and doing it all over again!

"I'm sorry." He Chunian bowed deeply to his "father" in front of him. Qiu Ri was wearing thin clothes and was still standing in the air. I heard that this old drama player was not in good health. It must be a heavy burden to go on like this. .

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't mind at all, patted him with a smile and said: "It's okay, it often happens, Zhanjie is just grumpy, don't bother him, you go to calm down first, it's normal for young people to be emotional, don't let it go." In the heart, too much burden will make the performance worse."

"Thank you, I'm really sorry."

The old Xi Gu waved his hands and shouted: "Zhan Jie, you scared the kids" and walked to the monitor.

He Chunian bowed and apologized to the staff around him, pursed his lips and walked out of the center of the shooting.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Ce was also worried and at a loss. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to make it better.

So he ran to the back and asked for a cup of hot water, and wrapped a thick coat for him to put on. It was cold and windy, so he couldn't catch a cold first.

Holding the still steaming water in one hand and the clothes in the other, she walked cautiously in front of him.

"early years"

He Chunian raised his head, his eyes were a little red, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still couldn't squeeze out an arc and laughed at himself: "I'm far from the idol in your mind, right?"

"..."

"Actually, I don't have any acting skills. I've met a lot of directors who are just passing by. As long as you show up in front of the camera, it's considered a shot. If you don't let them cut out the picture, you can act in any way."

"I don't know where you star chasers are chasing me. You can't go anywhere, and you still have a bad temper. I..."

"Chu Nian" Qin Ce eagerly interrupted him: "You are the best He Chu Nian in the whole world."

"..."

"..."

After Qin Ce said this sentence, he was disgusted by himself, and he didn't expect that he would be so ashamed to blurt out the words he shouted every night.

"Well... drink some hot water to warm your body." Qin Ce handed over the hot water in his hand, shaking his hand, and poured all of it on He Chunian's lap, and He Chunian jumped up from the chair in a stress reaction , and Qin Ce stared wide-eyed.

"..."

"..."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Qin Ce hurriedly wiped the down jacket in his hand for him, and after wiping it a few times, he realized that it was for He Chunian: "Ah... I'm sorry, I was going to wear it for you Yes, I'll change one"

"Forget it, give it to me." He Chunian helped his forehead, took it and put it on his body, sighed and sat back down again, and plunged into the script again.

Qin Ce sat on the side with his toes on the ground. He felt that he should say something, but he didn't know what to say. He suddenly remembered the mood that was affected by those "swearing" just now.

"Do you know that I was born late, and my nephews are all older than me. My family has taken special care of me since I was a child," Qin Ce told his story abruptly.

"Everyone says I'm a useless rich second generation, but I'm not. I'm a rich third generation." He said with a self-deprecating laugh: "My family is amazing, so is my grandfather, my father, my uncle, my brothers and sisters. It's the same, from being beaten up to winning prizes and getting soft hands, it's just me... I once wondered if I was picked."

"But in fact, I have been number one since I was a child. When I was in elementary school, I once scored 99 points in a math test and was the first in the class. I went home happily with the test paper, but I was scolded all over my face. It’s strange to be scolded for being the first, isn’t it?”

He Chunian tilted his head and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Let me just say, I am No.1. Grandpa said that the important thing is not the number of places, not who you surpass, but whether you have achieved the ultimate."

"It's so difficult to achieve full marks. I was scolded until I graduated. After I joined the company, the whole company felt that I was a piece of mud and couldn't support the wall, saying that the company would be ruined by me sooner or later. Those people looked pleasant on the surface. Yes, I’m not pleasing to the eye secretly. Although my work ability is mediocre, I can at least achieve a score of [-] or [-]. Later I realized that my natural passing line is different from others. Others have a score of [-], while I But it's [-] percent."

"For so many years, I feel life while being scolded, and then I get used to it. I can't let you scold me, and I can't listen to it. I just forget about it in a blink of an eye. Some things don't need to be taken to heart. .Those rulers given to you by others are not important, the ruler in your heart is the most important.”

Qin Ce moved his mouth here and there, thinking of what to say, and originally wanted to comfort He Chunian, but in the end, what he said turned into a complaint, and it turned into a philosophy of life.

He Chunian felt a little unbelievable when he heard these words. He recalled that in the past few months, Qin Ce seemed to be very different from those so-called "rich second generations".

Although he was a bit naturally dumb, but he understood etiquette and was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He suddenly remembered the first time he met Qin Ce. It was obvious that both of them were at fault, but his first reaction was to apologize immediately, before he even had time. Look up to see who it is.

Although he always said inconsequential things, he never did anything out of the ordinary. Yes, this is the capital, with a huge empire behind it.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Just... Seeing that you are unhappy, say something to adjust the atmosphere"

"Oh, so you tell everyone about your family affairs?"

Qin Ce quickly waved his hands, afraid that He Chunian would think he was a "fluttering" person and explained, "No, I only told you, really, I never told Biren."

"Oh" He Chunian raised his eyebrows.

"You have to keep a secret for me"

He Chunian raised his eyebrows and smiled noncommittally. When the director called him, he stood up in response, turned around and glanced at Qin Ce, feeling as if he had somehow become "confident".

"thank you"

After he finished speaking, he trotted to find the director.