Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Ji Shuyuan didn't reply to Zhongqin's words, his expression was as calm as if nothing happened just now.

The person involved didn't care, and the two assistants were embarrassed to show any surprised expressions, and quickly adjusted their emotions, as if they were blind just now.

When it was almost seven o'clock, other cast members also arrived in the rehearsal room one after another, and the round-up reading officially began.

Because the table is an overall oval conference table, the space allocated to each person is limited, and Zhongqin occasionally touches the person next to him with his elbow when writing.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room is just right, and everyone is wearing short sleeves. Zhongqin can directly touch the skin of Ji Shuyuan's arm, feeling that the temperature on his body is much higher than his own.

This was no surprise at all, Zhongqin knew that his body temperature was slightly lower than others.

It's just that every time he encounters it, the image of kissing the film king that night will involuntarily appear in his mind, thinking, his lips seem to be much hotter than his own.

Zhongqin really didn't want to show himself so innocent, but the fact is that it was his first kiss, and it was still in such an atmosphere, it was really hard not to be impressed.

With such a distraction, Zhongqin didn't hear what the director said just now, and he was halfway through the notes in his hand, looking very uncomfortable.

So during the break, Zhongqin peeked at Ji Shuyuan's script while he was going to the bathroom, and found that this man didn't take notes at all, and there were only a few marks written by black marker pens on the paper, which were strangely shaped, probably except for the actor I can't understand anyone.

As soon as Ji Shuyuan arrived at the door, he saw Zhongqin working on his own script, with his head turned sideways, and his entire upper body almost pressed against the table, as if he was afraid of being seen, a bit sneaky and cute.

He was still holding the pen in one hand, with a puzzled expression on his face, he poked his head with the cap end of the pen.

Maybe the notes on the script were too incomprehensible, he bit his lip unconsciously, the cap of the pen poked from the top of his head to his cheek, the soft flesh sank into it, and it soon turned white, and when the pen was loosened, it soon turned red again.

Ji Shuyuan stared blankly, rubbing his fingers involuntarily.

"Teacher Ji?" Someone asked behind him, "Aren't you going in? What are you looking at?"

"Look at a stealing cat." Ji Shuyuan turned sideways to let people in, "I'm sorry."

"Ah? Is there a cat?" The man asked curiously, "Where is it?"

Ji Shuyuan glanced at Zhongqin, saw that he had put the script back to its original position, and sat up straight again, pretending that he hadn't peeked at it just now.

"Run away." Ji Shuyuan hooked his lips very lightly, and walked towards his position.

Seeing him coming back from the corner of his eyes, Zhongqin deliberately turned his face away, turned the back of his head to him, and raised his hand to touch the back of his neck.

"Do I want to eat people? Is it so difficult to ask directly?" Ji Shuyuan pulled out his chair and sat down, bumping Zhongqin's arm with the script, his voice was very low, with a bit of embarrassment.

"..." Zhongqin turned to look at him.

Ji Shuyuan raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"Did you forget that you taught me a lesson when we first met?" Zhongqin held grudges very much, and seized the opportunity to turn over the old score, "You are like a dean, if you know that I didn't listen carefully just now, Won't you teach me a lesson again?"

After a moment of silence, Ji Shuyuan said, "I was wrong that time."

Zhong Qin showed an exaggerated expression of surprise, "Are you still going to apologize?"

Ji Shuyuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned the script to the position just now and asked, "Where didn't you hear it?"

"Here, here, and here." Zhongqin also showed him his own script, and quickly pointed to the place where he hadn't finished taking notes just now.

Ji Shuyuan took a look, and re-explained those places to him, almost verbatim with the director.

"You have such a good memory?" Zhongqin was sincerely surprised this time, "I don't think you have memorized anything in the script."

"Ah."

"Praise you." Zhongqin clicked his tongue and said while writing, "The response is not enthusiastic at all."

"Then what does it mean to be enthusiastic?" Ji Shuyuan asked.

"You just..."

Just as Zhong Qin was about to speak, he was interrupted by Liang Cheng's voice: "Hey, the two chatterers over there are in class!"

"Sorry sorry."

Zhongqin made a zipper movement on his mouth, then changed to a pencil, and buried himself in writing something on the paper.

After a while, Ji Shuyuan's elbow was gently scratched.

He turned his head and saw Zhongqin moving the piece of paper in front of him to the side.

A line of words was written in pencil on the paper: [At least you have to laugh to be considered enthusiastic]

After reading it, Zhongqin probably didn't intend to reply, and was about to take back the paper when he was suddenly held back.

Ji Shuyuan directly picked up the pencil next to him with his left hand, and wrote two words on it: [next time]

Zhong Qin was slightly startled.

I didn't expect Ji Shuyuan to write so beautifully with his left hand.

Not to mention that he would say "next time".

Zhongqin thought he would say "no".

Although curious, Zhongqin didn't ask any more questions.After all, I am already such a big adult, I can't always desert.

At the end of the first day of reading, everyone felt exhausted. As soon as they arrived at the hotel, they went back to their rooms to prepare for sleep. No one wandered around.

Zhongqin took out his pajamas from the suitcase, and was going to take a bath, but saw an unopened box of aromatherapy in the suitcase.

It was the sleep aid aromatherapy he promised to bring to Ji Shuyuan before. It should have been given yesterday, but Ji Shuyuan seemed to have arrived at the hotel in the early morning, so he had no chance to give it out.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhongqin put down the aromatherapy and planned to take a bath first.

Since a third assistant has not been found yet, and Zhongqin needs to ensure a good sleep, Tian Jie is currently in charge of the daily work, and Mao Qirui is in charge of the night watch.

Woke up in the evening and had nothing to do, Mao Qirui had been waiting here a long time ago, when he saw Zhongqin taking the aromatherapy, he wanted to volunteer to send it to Teacher Ji, but seeing that Zhongqin didn't mention it, he just endured it, Did not speak.

After taking a shower, Zhongqin came out in his pajamas. After thinking about it, he sent a WeChat message to Ji Shuyuan in advance, asking him if it was convenient for him now. He waited for the message from the other party before he went out with the aromatherapy.

Ji Shuyuan's room was opposite, Zhongqin knocked on the door, glanced sideways, and found that the corridor outside was completely invisible from here, and it was estimated that there was no way to see it from the outside.

Guessing that it was Cui Zhengqian's handwriting, he couldn't help laughing.

It just so happened that the door was opened at this time, Ji Shuyuan looked at him carefully for two seconds, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh - we are so hidden here."

Zhongqin raised his head, and was facing the upper body of the actor who was covered with water droplets - he should have just finished taking a shower, and he came out with only a towel around him like the last time he was at his home.

The distance between the two was so close that they could even feel the heat evaporating from each other.

Looking at it this way, the actor's skin is quite good. Although it is not particularly white, it is very smooth and clean enough to show a bit of a youthful look.

I don't know how much the Creator favors him, so that even the muscles of his abdomen are more neat than ordinary people, and the squares are as perfect as if they were drawn with a ruler.

It's a pity that Ji Shuyuan seldom shows his flesh on the big screen. Fans all know that he looks good. A few stills showing his abs have been spread, but he couldn't find a new welfare photo after thousands of requests.

Zhongqin didn't know where he got the blessing to be able to get close to "Welfare" twice in such a short period of time.

"Teacher Ji doesn't shy away from it." He looked away and handed the aromatherapy over.

"Who do you avoid? You?" Ji Shuyuan said lightly, "Is this the first time you've seen me?"

"Yes, last time you were at my house..."

"In the dressing room." Ji Shuyuan interrupted him, "You said it yourself, they are all men, so don't avoid it."

"……Oh."

Zhongqin remembered that he had indeed said this, but he didn't feel guilty when he was reminded, so he said, "Then you are not afraid of being photographed, saying that we have an ulterior sex transaction?"

"It's very hidden here." Ji Shuyuan repeated what he had just said.

"Well... okay." Zhongqin shrugged, seeing that the other party hadn't answered for a long time, he directly pressed the aromatherapy box on Ji Shuyuan's chest, "This is for you, my hands are sore, do you want it?"

"Wet."

Ji Shuyuan said so, but the movements of his hands were still unhurried.

He took the aromatherapy box, and whether intentionally or not, his fingers touched Zhongqin's fingertips.

Zhongqin withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice, "You are really hot."

Ji Shuyuan didn't change his face, "He's born with a high body temperature."

"Coincidentally." Zhongqin said, "I was born with a low body temperature."

Then he gently rubbed next Ji Shuyuan's forearm with the back of his hand, raised his face, and asked with crooked eyebrows, "Really?"

Ji Shuyuan looked at him fixedly, without speaking.

Zhongqin waited for a while, took half a step forward, supported the door frame with one hand, and said in a softer voice than before: "Teacher Ji."

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan lowered his head slightly.

The actor's 1.9-meter-high huge body approached, even though Zhongqin was not short, he could not help feeling a little oppressed.

But he moved closer.

"During lunch break today, Director Liang chatted with me for a while..."

Zhong Qin's warm breath sprayed on Ji Shuyuan's shoulders, carrying wet water droplets, bringing a little coolness.

He smiled, his voice scratching like a feather: "He said... he wants us to have a sex scene first."