Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Ji Shuyuan's throat tightened slightly, but his face remained calm, and there was no surprise in his tone: "The usual method is to let us get acquainted as soon as possible."

"Well, that's what he said." Zhongqin said, "but I refuted him."

"Oh?" Ji Shuyuan asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Because the people in the play are not familiar with them at the beginning." Zhongqin said, "If there are no restrictions on the venue and funds, I personally prefer to shoot in the order of the script."

Ji Shuyuan looked down at him, "This way you can get more involved?"

"Almost." Zhongqin sighed, "At least for me, if I acted in a more intense scene first, and then acted in the previous scenes with little water, I would feel a bit divided."

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan squinted his eyes meaningfully, "You think the scene ahead is clear and watery."

"That's not what it means, don't make fun of me."

There was a faint blush on Zhongqin's cheeks, and his long eyelashes drew back his dim eyes, making it impossible to tell whether he was really shy or pretending to pull.

Ji Shuyuan snorted inexplicably.

"And, I think..."

Zhongqin suddenly laughed again as he spoke, his eyelids lifted, and his moist pupils stared at him.

Following this movement, his entire face was slightly raised.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ji Shuyuan felt that his chin brushed against his shoulder, and there was a faint lingering warmth, as if the tickling didn't reach the real point, making it hard for people to linger and savor it over and over again.

In an instant, no less than ten impulses flashed through Ji Shuyuan's mind, wanting to press the other person's head firmly on his shoulders and stick it to the ground, wanting to drag him into the room, wanting to cover his tender eyes...

But he didn't choose any of them in the end, his body remained motionless like a sculpture, and he and Zhongqin maintained a posture that could catch each other's body temperature, but they didn't touch anywhere.

This is not very ambiguous, but after being quiet for a long time, it will naturally create a charming atmosphere.

There was no text for a long time, but Ji Shuyuan couldn't hold back and asked, "What do you think?"

"I think..." Zhongqin's eyes fell on Ji Shuyuan's lips, and he said slowly, "The level of familiarity between Teacher Ji and me is good now."

"Really." Ji Shuyuan took half a step back and said coldly, "You can go back."

The big actor's expression was clearly the same as before, but Zhongqin just inexplicably noticed that his mood was a little lower than before.

As if thinking it was very interesting, Zhong Qin showed a playful smile.

He lowered his hand on the door frame, pulled his sleeve, then grabbed Ji Shuyuan's wrist, and gently wiped off the almost dried water stains on the aromatherapy box with his sleeve.

After wiping, he actually raised his sleeve and smelled it, looked at Ji Shuyuan as if begging for a reward, and said, "It's really fragrant."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan's scalp tightened.

"I hope it can bring you good dreams." When he let go, Zhongqin's index finger slid across Ji Shuyuan's wrist, "Good night, Teacher Ji."

——Every time he called himself "Teacher Ji" so soothingly, his tone was almost lingering.

It is by no means an illusion.

Ji Shuyuan watched him retreat to the opposite room, the two looked at each other for a few seconds across the corridor, and closed the door at the same time in a very tacit understanding.

"Brother Qin?" Mao Qirui was afraid that Ji Shuyuan would know that he was in the room, so he didn't dare to show up just now. He heard the sound of closing the door, so he came over and asked, "Did Teacher Ji accept it?"

"Hmm." Zhongqin rubbed his temples and looked at him amusedly, "What are you doing secretly? It's not shameful."

"Ah..." Mao Qirui scratched his neck, "I'm worried that your secret will be leaked, and it's not good for people to know that I spent the whole night in your room..."

"You don't have to worry too much about it, just come and leave on time, don't worry about the rest." Zhongqin looked a little tired, fell on the bed and covered the quilt, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "The more this is the case, the more people It's because I think you have ghosts in your heart... Even if you lie, you must be confident, so that others will believe you."

"..."

Mao Qirui thought that you are quite experienced, so he replied obediently: "Okay, okay, you should take a rest."

Zhong Qin completely lost his voice, Mao Qirui turned off the lights in the room, leaving only one light in the corner, and went to arrange the curtains carefully.

I don't know why, Zhongqin seems to be very sensitive to the outside situation, and he must know what it looks like outside the window when he sleeps at night.But because of his special status, it is not easy to open the curtains completely, so Tian Jie told Mao Qirui to leave a quarter of the window when he sleeps at night, so that this part is only covered by a thin screen window, and he can open his eyes as soon as he opens his eyes. See the light outside.

Mao Qirui didn't know what Tian Jie was like during the night vigil, but he had been an assistant for a month, and he had never seen Zhong Qinan sleep peacefully for a full night.

At first, the two didn't know each other that well. Every time Zhongqin woke up, he would take a moment to realize who the person in front of him was. Then he would get up and go to the bedside to look outside. He would not continue to sleep until he confirmed that nothing had happened. .

After getting a little more familiar, Zhongqin still woke up several times as usual, but he was able to recognize Mao Qirui quickly, and he no longer got out of bed and ran to the window to look, asked a few words to confirm that there was no problem, and continued to sleep.

However, Mao Qirui happened to see what Zhongqin looked like when he took a nap in front of President Cui. Although he didn't sleep for a long time, it seemed to be a little more stable than when he was with him.

That was when Zhongqin was preparing the whole shrimp feast, and Mr. Cui arrived very early. After preparing the dishes, Zhongqin had nothing to do, so he slept under Mr. Cui's eyes for about three hours.

He woke up once in the middle, his eyelids were lifted, his expression was still hazy, and he didn't seem to have recovered.

Cui Zhengqian noticed that he was awake, stopped his work, looked at him, and said, "Sleep." Zhongqin didn't ask anything, and continued to sleep.

Mao Qirui was very shocked at the time, feeling that Zhongqin might not be fully awake yet, and was hypnotized by Mr. Cui's word again.

Later, he also tried to imitate Mr. Cui's method, and when he saw Zhongqin showing signs of waking up, he leaned over, drew circles in front of Zhongqin's eyes with his fingers, and murmured in a low voice, "Sleep!"

... However, what he did made Zhongqin wake up faster, and Zhongqin made fun of him several times afterwards, saying that he was like a charlatan chanting spells.

The situation remained the same tonight, and when he woke up the next day, Zhongqin was naturally still sleepy.

Mao Qirui had already changed shifts with Tian Jie, and after Zhongqin finished washing, Tian Jie handed him today's ice cream.

Zhongqin downed half a cup like medicine, and the cold bitterness slipped down his throat, making him finally feel a little alive.

Opening the door, Deng Qi was standing there waiting, holding breakfast and a glass of iced Americano of the same style as Zhong Qin.Seeing them come out, Deng Qi hurriedly thanked Zhong Qin.

"I can't thank you enough." Tian Jie explained to Zhongqin with a smile, "I just met her upstairs and thanked me all the way."

"You're welcome, he took the errand fee."

After Zhongqin finished speaking, he was going to leave, but he suddenly remembered something, and said to Tian Jie: "Let's wait for Teacher Ji."

"Okay." Tian Jie didn't ask much.

Not long after, Ji Shuyuan opened the door and paused when he saw Zhongqin.

Deng Qi quickly explained in a low voice: "Mr. Zhongqin seems to be looking for you."

Ji Shuyuan nodded, and glanced at the things in her hand.

"Oh, Brother Jie brought this for you." Deng Qi handed over the coffee, "Do you want to drink it now?"

After receiving the coffee, Ji Shuyuan walked towards Zhongqin naturally, and saw that he was also drinking coffee, biting the straw and looking at himself with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Ji Shuyuan slowed down as he passed him, but didn't stop.

Zhongqin followed, "I should have told you yesterday, but you issued the eviction order so quickly that I was so scared that I forgot."

"..." Ji Shuyuan told him to stop talking nonsense with his eyes.

"That's right, I have an assistant, he is your fan, you have met him once before, you should be able to see it?" Zhongqin smiled, "He is embarrassed to ask you for an autograph, so I will help him with the cheek Ask for one."

Just walking to the elevator entrance, Ji Shuyuan slowed down and asked, "Has the set of photos taken a while ago been printed?"

"You mean the one you plan to give to fans at the birthday party?" Deng Qi shook her head, "Not yet, the samples haven't been printed yet, but last year's ones are still left."

"Where?"

"At your home." Deng Qi couldn't help complaining, "Didn't you ask me to take a few more sets and keep them at home? Originally, you said that you could give them to relatives and friends if they wanted them, but every time they asked you, you refused to give them. "

"...I forgot, I thought they were all sent out." Ji Shuyuan said, "Then ask someone to send a set to—"

After a pause, Ji Shuyuan looked at Zhongqin, "Want to sign?"

Zhongqin nodded obediently, "If you don't mind, that's the best."

"Yes." Ji Shuyuan said to Deng Qi, "Send it here."

Before Deng Qi agreed, Zhong Qin suddenly said, "Can you give me a set too?"

"..." Deng Qi's eyes widened, "Huh?"

"Tickets for Mr. Ji's birthday party are not easy to grab. This free photobook has been sold for sky-high prices on second-hand websites. If there are more, I want it too."

When the elevator arrived, several people walked in. Zhongqin stood beside Ji Shuyuan, glanced at him from bottom to top, and said with a smile, "I'm also a fan of Teacher Ji."

Deng Qi: "Then..."

"Send two sets." Ji Shuyuan interrupted her.

"Great, thank you Teacher Ji." Zhongqin said, "In this way, I have all the photo albums of Teacher Ji since his debut."

"..." Ji Shuyuan looked down at him expressionlessly.

"Oh." Zhongqin sighed to Tian Jie, and said aggrievedly, "Mr. Ji doesn't believe that I'm really his fan."

Tian Jie didn't want to get involved in the conversation between the two big stars, but when Zhongqin picked him up, he could only bite the bullet and answer: "Maybe it's because you usually don't show too much, you see that every time Maomao sees Mrs. Ji, Eyes are shining."

"Really?" Zhongqin raised his eyes to meet Ji Shuyuan's gaze, and said with a smile, "My eyes glow when I look at Teacher Ji."