Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Chapter 132 Do you want to see Yuan Zong 2?

The two of them rested for a while before going to prepare lunch. Just sitting at the dining table, Ji Shuyuan suddenly remembered something, and brought up the previous topic again: "Did you go to the company today to read the script?"

"Yeah, unfortunately I haven't seen it yet." Zhongqin said lazily, "I'll call Sister Qin later, if she is free in the afternoon, let her come to the house directly."

Ji Shuyuan hesitated for two seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Zhongqin knocked on his bowl: "What do you want to say?"

"Actually..." Ji Shuyuan put down his chopsticks, and said seriously, "I also have a script, which I think is very suitable for you."

"...Huh?" Zhongqin asked in shock, "You really want to be a director?"

"Try." Ji Shuyuan said, "I have been studying related courses for the past few years, and I often communicate with other directors, but I haven't come across a suitable script. I didn't buy a good copyright until last year, and I just polished the script some time ago. .Since you have plans to take over the show now, why don't you also consider me?"

Zhongqin was dumbfounded: "You... your company is so busy, where do you get the time to do this? Are you really a master of time management?"

"The number of times you met me last year is more than enough." Ji Shuyuan said quietly, "Without you, it would be difficult to fill my time."

"If you leave me and can start a career like this, wouldn't I become a disaster?" Zhongqin laughed, "In this case, then I'd better stay away from you, otherwise it will delay you from changing the world."

"I'm not interested in changing the world. I just want to find something to pass the time, so as not to be alone." Ji Shuyuan said solemnly, "If you are willing to accompany me every day, I can retire now."

"Then you're going to think I'm annoying." Zhongqin said, "Isn't it tired of being together every day?"

"It's hard to get tired of." Ji Shuyuan said, "You are the stunning and attractive type."

"Hahahaha..." Zhongqin slapped the table with a smile, "Teacher Ji is so good at complimenting people."

After laughing, he remembered the business, nodded and agreed: "Okay, since you can't leave me so much, then I will reluctantly consider your script. If we can really stay in the same group, let's test our love by the way. worn away by time."

With a good temper like Ji Shuyuan, he couldn't help but click his tongue: "I've never seen such a weak mouth."

Zhongqin chuckled: "No matter how much I owe you, I will still love you."

Ji Shuyuan poked his lips with chopsticks: "Shut up and eat."

After eating, Ji Shuyuan cleaned up the dining table, and Zhongqin called Feng Qin, knowing that she could come over some time in the afternoon, so he lay down on the sofa with peace of mind and was lazy.

Afterwards, Ji Shuyuan went to the study to sort out the script and materials—although he had obtained Zhongqin's consent, after all, his agency contract was still in Xinglang. If he really wanted to accept the drama, he still had to go through the procedure to discuss it with Feng Qin.

After tossing and resting, Zhongqin was really tired and fell asleep accidentally while lying down. When he woke up, Feng Qin came over at some point and was chatting with Ji Shuyuan in the study.

Zhongqin lifted the blanket and slowly rubbed it over, leaning against the door frame like a boneless person and asked, "Are you done chatting?"

"Are you awake?" Ji Shuyuan got up, "Go and wash your face."

Feng Qin turned her head and saw that Zhong Qinchu didn't move, only stretched out one arm and shook it, then Ji Shuyuan went over to pick him up and walked to the bathroom.

Zhongqin crossed Ji Shuyuan's waist with his legs, rested his chin on his shoulders, and was still free to make faces at Feng Qin.

"...What a young master." Feng Qin couldn't help complaining, "You guys are not in a relationship, my family has never raised a child so pampered."

Zhongqin replied with a smile: "That is, my kind of blessing is not envied by others."

After entering the bathroom, Ji Shuyuan closed the door.

Zhongqin raised his head to let him wash his face, and asked vaguely, "What did you talk about just now?"

"I talked about some irrelevant topics." Ji Shuyuan said, "She said that she wanted to prevent you from going through the back door for me, so she will hand over several scripts to you in a while, choose anonymously, and let you choose whichever you like."

"It means that your script has passed Sister Qin's level?" Zhongqin sighed, "Not bad, Teacher Ji, Sister Qin has a very poisonous vision, and the dramas she likes are basically not bad."

"What do you mean?" Ji Shuyuan put the handkerchief over his mouth, and bent down to press him closer, "You don't believe in my ability?"

"I said the wrong thing, slap your mouth." Zhongqin patted his mouth through the veil, and rubbed into his arms with a poignant smile, "The script that Teacher Ji likes will definitely explode, so I don't need others' approval."

As he spoke, he took off the veil, and restlessly slipped his hands under the hem of his clothes, touched it, and then pushed his head in.

Ji Shuyuan didn't stop him, and said calmly with downcast eyes: "Itchy again? Huh?"

"...No!" Zhongqin raised his head, the bridge of his nose was still touching the fabric of his clothes, only showing a pair of moist eyes, "Why are you full of rubbish? There are other people at home."

Ji Shuyuan was expressionless: "Then what are you doing?"

"Surprise inspection, touch the abdominal muscles." Zhongqin smiled, "Ms. Ji was lazy by me, and couldn't get up in the morning. Did you find another time to make up lessons and exercise?"

"This question," Ji Shuyuan said slowly, "you should know better than me."

Zhongqin was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because you spend a lot of time touching it." Ji Shuyuan said, "You know if the hardness has changed."

"Oh." Zhongqin laughed so hard that his eyes almost narrowed, "It's so embarrassing for you to say that."

Ji Shuyuan didn't bother to pay attention to his nonsense, put on the veil and slapped him on the buttocks: "Hurry up, don't keep people waiting."

As I said just now, Feng Qin really stacked up several scripts and handed them to Zhongqin. Although he read a brief introduction in the car, he didn't have time to finish it, so he really didn't know which one was Ji Shuyuan's.

"It will take me a long time to see so much," Zhongqin asked after deliberation, "How about I give you an answer tomorrow?"

"No, finish it today." Feng Qin resolutely prevented him from helping Ji Shuyuan cheat, "It's not a complete script, you don't need to read it carefully, just browse through it. I've brought the work over, and I'll tell you when you get the result." Walk."

"Oh, this posture." Zhongqin laughed, "Is it because our teacher Ji's salary is too low?"

"It's not about pay."

Feng Qin cared about the young couple's feelings, and didn't want to say too much, but Ji Shuyuan didn't care too much: "I also hope that you choose what you like, and don't have any influence because of me."

"Ok."

Zhong Qin sat cross-legged on the carpet and flipped through the scripts. His eyes became a little sore after a long time. He didn't finish reading until evening, and handed two of the scripts to Feng Qin.

"Choose one," he yawned, "I haven't decided which one to choose, and I'm a little confused."

Feng Qin took the script and glanced at it, then subconsciously glanced at Ji Shuyuan.

"Why, have you chosen our teacher Ji's script?"

Zhongqin leaned back with a smile, and when he yawned, two drops of physiological tears overflowed from his eyes, which seemed extraordinarily affectionate.

Ji Shuyuan rubbed his fingers, walked to him and sat down, rubbing his hair patiently.

"Since this is the case, you don't have to choose one of the two." Zhongqin took advantage of the situation and fell on Ji Shuyuan's shoulder, yawned again, and said, "If there is no time conflict, you can pick up both. If there is a conflict, Teacher Ji, can we discuss it again?"

Before Feng Qin could answer, Ji Shuyuan said first, "No conflict."

"..." Feng Qin said cautiously, "According to what you told me before, there are actually some conflicts."

"I've just started preparations, and the time can be changed." Ji Shuyuan said, "Everything will be adjusted according to his schedule."

"You want me to act so much?" Zhongqin turned around and lay on his knees, "Let me guess, is Teacher Ji's script a literary film or a suspense film?"

Ji Shuyuan pinched the back of his neck, and was about to answer, but he preempted him: "Mr. Ji is so literary... Of course it's a suspense movie, isn't it?"

"Yes." Ji Shuyuan couldn't help but said, "You saw through."

"..." Feng Qin decided to take two bites of dog food, and planned to leave while packing her things, "Since Teacher Ji-Director Ji said so, let's take both of them, and I will negotiate with the crew over there later. If Xiaoqin has any requests to add, you'd better contact me within two days."

"Let's go now?" Zhongqin invited without sincerity, "Stay here for dinner?"

"I made an agreement with my family to go back."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qin looked back at him with a complicated expression, and gently reminded: "Don't be too lazy, pay attention to your body."

"I know." Zhongqin rubbed his stomach, "Don't worry, it's alright."

Ji Shuyuan picked him up and nodded to Feng Qin: "Go to exercise now."

Zhongqin: "?"

Since being lazy by Zhongqin, Ji Shuyuan changed his exercise time to the afternoon, and basically came back after practicing at the company, and Zhongqin was either on the set or went to the company to practice dancing, so the gym at home had been useless for a long time, and the equipment There was a layer of dust on it.

"I will modify my schedule in the future, and I can't sleep in every day."

Ji Shuyuan threw a handkerchief to Zhongqin, and the two of them cleaned it together, Zhongqin wiped it twice and then began to play tricks, put the handkerchief on the handle next to him, and rubbed it sticky on Ji Shuyuan's body.

"Call a part-time worker to clean up tomorrow..." He put his forehead on Ji Shuyuan's back and turned around, "I promise to get up early and exercise with you the morning after tomorrow."

Ji Shuyuan glanced at him sideways: "Really?"

"I swear." Zhongqin said hastily, "as long as you don't torment me the night before."

Ji Shuyuan thought for a while: "I can only guarantee you to sleep before midnight."

"...Mr. Ji," Zhongqin moaned and rubbed his chin, rubbing the clothes on his back into a ball, "Do you have no conscience?"

Ji Shuyuan was indifferent, turned around and carried him to the newly cleaned treadmill, without saying hello, he turned on the machine directly.

Zhongqin had no choice but to run along, and at the same time complained with a sad face: "You made such a mess this morning, I still feel uncomfortable now."

"I've checked, you're fine, you won't feel uncomfortable." Ji Shuyuan said, "I'll run for an hour, and I won't mess with you tonight."

"Then you might as well mess with me." Zhongqin muttered, "At least I can still lie down."

"If you want, I can satisfy you in a while."

"Then I won't run away."

"No." Ji Shuyuan held him down, "I'll satisfy you after running."

"Look!" Zhongqin pointed at him as if grasping the handle, "You really still think about that, so you know how to coax me!"

"..."

Ji Shuyuan didn't want to talk to him, so he changed the subject and said, "Do you know who invested in our movie?"

Sure enough, Zhongqin's curiosity was aroused: "Who is it?"

"guess."

After thinking for a moment, Zhongqin asked, "Does Xinglang want to vote?"

"I haven't discussed it with Mr. Cui yet." Ji Shuyuan said, "Let's guess."

"Who is that? Director Liang?" Seeing Ji Shuyuan shaking his head, Zhongqin scratched his neck and muttered depressingly, "There are only a few people we know together. If this is not the case, then I really can't guess. "

"The emerald brush you used in "Wei Young"," Ji Shuyuan reminded, "Do you still remember?"

"...Ah?" Zhongqin asked in surprise, "You're not going to tell me that I'm the owner of that brush?"

Ji Shuyuan nodded: "It's her."

"But... I don't even know who that person is." Zhongqin looked at him suspiciously, "How did you hook up with him?"

"The other party took the initiative to contact me." Ji Shuyuan went out and took the tablet over as he spoke, and explained as he walked, "She heard that I was preparing a movie, so she asked Director Liang to act as an intermediary to meet me."

"Anything like this?"

Zhongqin slowed down the speed of the treadmill, took the tablet, and saw that it had been adjusted to the Weibo interface——

[@风前燕: Sisters, do you want to see the second round of rice dumplings? 】

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感谢在2021-12-0403:00:20~2021-12-0502:14:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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