Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Cui Zhengqian's eyelids twitched heavily, thinking: Come on, they must have an affair.

Zhongqin also raised his head in surprise, but he didn't see any expression change on the actor's face, as if even his soft tone just now was just an illusion.

As for the others, they didn't notice anything wrong. After all, the film king also said that he "stands from the standpoint of the character". There are not many actors who are so dedicated these days. A talented actor with several awards in his hand.

"Okay, as long as you can understand it. I'm not a straight-talking director. If you have any opinions, you can raise them. Let's discuss it carefully. There will definitely be a better result. After all, it's all for the sake of the movie." Liang Cheng had no time to pay attention to the undercurrents of the two leading actors. He checked the time, said a few official words, and hurried away, "Then let's continue, from..."

"Just sit here and start acting." Ji Shuyuan interrupted him, looked at Cui Zhengqian, and said solemnly, "It must be a bit offensive to always treat Mr. Cui as the emperor."

"..."

Liang Cheng thought about what he said, and almost broke out in a cold sweat—what is the relationship between Zhongqin and Cui Zhengqian?In this scene, if Mr. Cui had the heart, wouldn't it be thought that this was a deliberate metaphor to ridicule him?

Why didn't I consider this before!And watched Zhongqin play Cui Zhengqian as the emperor!

God!Really dizzy!

"Yes, yes, you can act from here." Liang Cheng hurriedly said, "Xiao Ji, stop looking at Mr. Cui, and turn to me. I'll see how you look."

Ji Shuyuan turned sideways as he said.

Cui Zhengqian originally wanted to say it was okay, he regarded Zhongqin as his son and not Ji Shuyuan as his son, how could he feel offended by being regarded as the emperor?

But after hearing what Liang Cheng said later, he thought it made sense. Originally, the rehearsal was mainly for the director to watch, so he only moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound.

The latter scene was performed three times, and the two actors changed their facial expressions repeatedly at Liang Cheng's request, finally satisfying him.

After the rehearsal was over, it was almost time for dinner. Cui Zhengqian paid for everyone to have a dinner together, and then went back to the hotel with Zhongqin, planning to spend the night with him and let Mao Qirui take a vacation.

If Feng Qin was here, she would definitely remind the two of them to avoid suspicion and not let them sleep in the same room.

But Cui Zhengqian didn't think about it that much, he just thought that Zhongqin must be in a bad mood after seeing his mother today, maybe he will have nightmares again at night, Mao Qirui can't play a soothing role.

It will be officially launched in two days, and the media will definitely come by then. If Zhongqin is not in good condition and is photographed, giving An a big-name label will simply make his reputation worse.

As for Zhongqin, he has already broken his can, not to mention being gossiped by a few members of the crew, even if it is posted on the Internet and people scold him, he doesn't care.

Seeing Mr. Cui and Zhongqin walking in the same direction, everyone felt that they saw a hammer with their own eyes, smashing the legendary rumors into reality.

But everyone is old fritters. They haven't seen anything for a long time, and they know what to say and what not to say, so no one mentions this along the way.

In the end, only Ji Shuyuan was left on the same road with them. After turning the corner, the three of them stopped in front of the door.

"Didi" sounded, and the two opposite doors opened at the same time.

Ji Shuyuan held the doorknob and turned to say hello: "You two."

He first glanced at Cui Zhengqian, and then looked at Zhongqin, with a deep and incomprehensible meaning in his eyes: "I wish you a good sleep."

"Thank you, Teacher Ji." Zhongqin spoke before Cui Zhengqian, and said with a smile, "You too."

After entering the room, Cui Zhengqian came to his senses and asked Zhongqin suspiciously, "Did he misunderstand something?"

"Is there anyone who didn't misunderstand who came back with us?" Zhongqin said indifferently, "Whatever they think."

"Others don't mind, Ji Shuyuan misunderstood you, can you bear it?" Cui Zhengqian frowned, "Why don't you explain it to others."

"I don't." Zhongqin took off his shoes, walked barefoot on the carpet, then spread it out on the sofa, and said lazily, "He didn't ask, why am I in a hurry to explain?"

"Just his stuffy gourd, he seems to be able to talk?" Cui Zhengqian went over and kicked him, motioned him to make room for himself, and sat down, "Eat all the food, you should pay more attention to it... Are you willing to teach me and Song Jueming a lesson?"

"What did I eat?" Zhongqin glanced at him funny, raised three fingers and said, "I have nothing to do with Mr. Ji, don't slander others casually."

Cui Zhengqian's eyes widened in shock: "Both of you are like that today! Your mouth is swollen! Are you still innocent?! Why don't you look in the mirror first?"

Zhongqin was helpless, "That's acting, Mr. Cui."

"Don't fool me, I haven't seen anyone else act?" Cui Zhengqian almost rolled his eyes, "You two must be gone."

"Whatever you want to say." Zhongqin didn't bother to argue with him, "People are always stubborn. Mr. Cui has suffered a lot from it, but he is no exception."

"Don't play tricks on me." Cui Zhengqian clicked his tongue, "Then you really don't care? Didn't you say you like her before? I don't think you care much..."

"I……"

Zhongqin was about to speak when there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who?" Cui Zhengqian yelled impatiently.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and a deep voice came through the door: "It's me, Ji Shuyuan."

Because the sound insulation in the hotel room was so good, his voice sounded very hazy, and he could only vaguely hear the word "Ji", but it was still catchy.

Cui Zhengqian sat up straight in an instant, raised his chin and said, "Open the door."

Zhongqin got up slowly, smiled, and asked mysteriously, "What do you think he is here for?"

Cui Zhengqian: "Maybe I want to see if the two of us are messing around."

"Haha." Zhongqin laughed, "He really cares."

"Get out!" Cui Zhengqian kicked him again unbearably, "You are so beautiful!"

Zhong Qin trotted over to open the door, and saw Ji Shuyuan standing tall and straight at the door, holding a medicine box in his hand.

"Is it convenient to go in?" He asked.

Zhongqin glanced back, met Cui Zhengqian's gossipy eyes, and then looked at Ji Yingdi's face that was always icy and snowy, the bad nature in his bones began to haunt him again.

"Can I go to your room?" He walked out, closed the door, and tickled Ji Shuyuan's fingertips flatteringly, "Is there no one in your room?"

Ji Shuyuan stared at him with a sinking face.

"Mr. Ji..." Zhongqin raised his neck and showed the purple mark, softened his voice, acting like a baby, "You bit me, it hurts to death, you said you would be responsible..."

Ji Shuyuan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at his neck for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Am I responsible?"

Zhongqin's breath stagnates.

This was the first time Ji Shuyuan laughed in front of him.

So cool, help me.

"Then I am responsible."

After saying that, Ji Shuyuan didn't give Zhongqin a chance to think, and put his hands around his wrists tightly, almost bringing him into his room by throwing him.

Zhongqin hit the wall with his back, and in the next second he saw a tall figure pressing up.

Before his brain came back to his senses, and before his eyes had time to take in any objects, there was a burst of wet warmth from his neck.

Zhong Qin raised his head and stared at the ceiling, dazed, and asked dully, "...what are you doing?"

Ji Shuyuan pressed his forehead against his cool cheek, and the tip of his tongue rubbed the mark on his neck heavily.

"Massage, hot compress, wet compress - three ways to quickly eliminate marks." He said without emotion, "After much deliberation, I think this is the most convenient way, and it can be done in one step."

Zhongqin chuckled: "Is it suitable, Great Film King?"

Ji Shuyuan put his hand on the side of his neck, and said in a deep voice, "It's suitable."

The author has something to say:

Play Teacher Ji on the public screen!

I checked on the Internet and said that the strawberry seal is formed by cold compress within a day, and then hot compress.But this thing varies from person to person. Zhongqin belongs to the type with a relatively fast formation speed, so here I directly choose hot compress (mainly for the convenience of writing, please ignore this kind of detail orz).

If this happens in reality, hot compresses and cold compresses don’t seem to work well, just cover them up ==