Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

"..."

Feng Qin had nothing to say, and thought to herself: This is so stupid, I thought I was so clever.

After putting on makeup, a group of people went to shoot in the ancient building of the manor.

The content of the advertisement design itself is not innovative, but the picture is very beautifully conceived, mainly to express the romantic beauty of the precious little prince and the classical architecture.

Zhongqin is now wearing a suit with low-key dark lines, and there are five sets of casual clothes waiting to change.

He was amazing when he was wearing ancient clothes, and he didn’t violate the harmony at all when he was wearing a suit. Standing on the spiral staircase, holding on to the handrail, the photos he took were like oil paintings, with a thick and gorgeous texture.

After filming the interior of the building in the morning, they took some exterior shots at noon when the sun was at its best, and then entered the building in the evening. The director asked Zhongqin to stand beside the colorful glass windows, and the afterglow of the setting sun framed his side by the window. With a layer of gold edging.

Since Zhongqin was very cooperative, he complied with whatever request he had. The director was very satisfied with him, and warmly invited them to have dinner together after the film was over.

Zhongqin hadn't touched his phone for a day, and now he was in a hurry to go back to read Ji Shuyuan's reply, and was really not in the mood to socialize, so he refused the other party's invitation on the grounds that he wanted to keep fit.

After sitting in the car, he suddenly remembered that it should be early in the morning in China, even if he saw the reply, he couldn't chat with Ji Shuyuan in real time.

The enthusiasm faded in an instant.

And think about it carefully, what reply can Ji Shuyuan have?The most I can do is to thank him for the takeaway.

Zhongqin's mood became more and more calm, and he leaned back lazily in his chair. Before he poked into the chat interface with Ji Shuyuan, his heart was half cold, because there was only a bright red "1" on the right side.

There was only one message back.

Even if it is to thank the takeaway, it is too insincere.

Zhongqin frowned and clicked in——

[Teddy: Call me back when you are free. 】

Zhongqin missed a beat of breathing, and then his heart beat violently.

Thinking of last night, he couldn't help burning his face, and he was afraid of being seen that his ears were red, so he lifted the hood of the hoodie to cover his head.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qin keenly noticed his little movements, "Cold?"

"Well, a little bit." Zhongqin curled up pretendingly, "Go back quickly, I'm exhausted and want to sleep."

"...All right." Feng Qin said regretfully, "It's rare to come here once, and I wanted to take you to eat some special food here... But today is really hard, the filming is finished tomorrow, and the plane at noon the day after tomorrow, we will You can go shopping."

"Noon the day after tomorrow?" Zhongqin calculated, "If we add the time difference, it will be morning when we return to the film and television city—do I have to go directly to the studio?"

"Yeah." Feng Qin nodded, "So you can only sleep on the plane."

"I..." Zhongqin said hesitantly, "I don't want to go shopping, can we change the flight to morning?"

"I've seen it." Feng Qin said, "There will be no shift tomorrow morning."

"Then, what about tomorrow night?"

"There is a night scene to shoot tomorrow."

"Are you done shooting? It's fine in the early morning."

Feng Qin glanced at him in surprise: "Why are you in such a hurry? Tomorrow will be filming all day long, and the filming will continue at night. It will end at one or two o'clock in the morning at the earliest. Don't you need to rest?"

"No need." Zhongqin turned his head, "Let's see if there are any in the early morning? It may not be possible to finish the filming at two o'clock, but it is always possible at four o'clock or five o'clock."

"..." Feng Qin's face darkened, "Are you in a hurry to go back to see Ji Shuyuan?"

"...No." Zhong Qin quibbled, "Do I have such a brain for love? I'm afraid I won't be able to get into the film if I go back to shoot directly the day after tomorrow, so I want to go back and prepare in advance."

Feng Qin stared at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Really!" Zhongqin urged, "Look quickly!"

"...All right." Feng Qin checked on her phone, "There was one around four o'clock in the morning."

"Buy!" Zhongqin said, "It's ten o'clock in the evening when I go back, so I can adjust my schedule."

Feng Qin thought that what he said was indeed reasonable, so she nodded and bought the ticket.

When the group returned to the hotel, Zhongqin called the room service to eat something casually, and called Ji Shuyuan before Mao Qirui came over.

However, he regretted it as soon as he dialed. Anyway, it is early morning in China, and Ji Shuyuan must be sleeping. Even if it is a couple doing this, it would disturb each other, let alone they are not a couple at all.

So the call only rang once and Zhongqin immediately hung up.

Worried that he had woken up the other party, Zhongqin waited for a while, but didn't see any response from the phone, so he went into the bathroom to wash up in peace.

When he came out, Mao Qirui was sitting by the bed, holding his mobile phone in his hand, looking at him in shock.

Zhongqin stared at his mobile phone, frowning slightly: "...what?"

"Ji, Ji, Teacher Ji just called..." Mao Qirui threw the phone back beside the pillow as if it was hot, stood up and said, "I just knocked on the door and you didn't hear it, it kept ringing, so I answered it on my own... "

"Already hung up?"

"Hmm..." Mao Qirui waved his hands like a sieve, "I didn't hang up! It was Mr. Ji, he asked if you were back, I said you were taking a shower, he said he knew, and then hung up..."

"..."

Zhongqin took a deep breath: "Didn't you say anything else?"

"Let me tell you to take a good rest." Mao Qirui carefully looked at his face, "Do you want to call back?"

"...No." Zhongqin rubbed his hair with a towel, "It's too late, let him sleep."

After drying himself off, Zhongqin lay on the bed holding his phone, unable to tell what it was like.

It is impossible for him to only sleep for three hours every day, and it is impossible for Ji Shuyuan to be free every day.

Forget it, so be it, this time is also a warning, Zhongqin said to himself.

Sooner or later, they will be separated. When the play is over, they will go back to the road. How can they have the opportunity to sleep together every day?

When Zhongqin woke up the next day, he didn't send a message to Ji Shuyuan to say "morning", and he didn't say hello when he left to say that he was about to enter work.

Because Ji Shuyuan got up earlier than him and worked earlier than him, but he didn't send a message.

Although every time he did something, an idea popped up in his mind to remind him to send a message to Ji Shuyuan, but others were so indifferent, and he didn't want to rush.

Saying that there is no shortage of time to read his news is just superficial politeness.

After all, Ji Dayingdi has always been a polite person.

Zhongqin felt that he must have been dazzled by the day-to-day relationship of the past few months, and really regarded Ji Shuyuan's gentleness as something special.

In fact, people may treat their bed partner well, even if it is not him, it will be the same if it is someone else.

No, the separation in just a few days revealed its original shape, under the superficial affectionate relationship, it was strange and alienated.

They were strangers to begin with, and they were just ordinary colleagues regardless of their relationship in bed.

All the dramas on the spot will eventually come to an end.

The first step was wrong.

If you don't know each other's personality and have a relationship just because the characters are a couple in the play, then their relationship should be maintained in the play forever.

After the play is over, people still have to return to live in reality.

Zhongqin was depressed, and he didn't intend to improve his depression.

Today, he is positioned as a cold and noble son, who needs to be unsmiling throughout the whole process, shuttling through various luxurious modern scenes.

In the evening, the shooting location shifted to a brightly lit long street, where luxury cars of various colors were parked here and there, and a group of brightly dressed group speakers laughed and mingled with each other.

Zhongqin got off a limousine car, and the camera first took a picture of his feet on the ground. His leather shoes were shiny, his ankles were wrapped in stockings, and his slender legs were bent and stretched. The speed at which the eyelashes are raised has also been carefully designed.

The suit on her body was hidden with Chinese-style dark lines, changing with the angle, revealing a luxurious crimson color faintly.

Light rain fell on his hair, like scattered stars.He glanced slightly sideways, and the person next to him handed over an umbrella, holding the black umbrella with jade white hands, the clear bones and the umbrella handle shining with metal cold light stayed in the same picture, showing a delicate and fragile beauty.

The director gave Zhong Qin a five-second close-up of this hand, and then the camera went up, and the umbrella was stretched open. The umbrella surface was black and embroidered with bright red peony flowers.

Under the umbrella, Zhongqin's hair was dyed dark blue, and a rose stud earring with a gradient of red and white hung on the lobe of his left ear.

What he is wearing tonight is a new series combining Chinese and Western styles from the brand, which has not yet been officially launched. Taking advantage of the Spring Festival, the brand plans to officially launch this series through advertisements.

And this series is also one of the reasons why the brand considers Zhongqin to be the spokesperson. After all, even in Asia, people from different countries still have different cultural backgrounds, not to mention that Zhongqin is indeed very suitable for all kinds of things with Chinese elements.

Perhaps because of a mistake today, Zhongqin was in a good mood, so the shooting process was quite smooth, and it ended perfectly at around [-]:[-] in the morning. Afterwards, it took a while to pack up and remove makeup, and it was nearly [-]:[-] when we set off for the airport.

In order to look good in his clothes, Zhongqin didn't eat anything all day, and only ate a sandwich when he was sitting in the car.

Except for Mao Qirui who was sleeping in the hotel during the day, everyone in the company was exhausted, so no one had the energy to speak at the moment, and the car was extremely quiet.

Zhongqin squinted his eyes and lay on the back of the chair to rest his mind. He couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to watch halfway through. He watched it no less than seven times in 10 minutes, as if he was addicted.

After doing the math, it's about eight o'clock in the morning in China, and Ji Shuyuan should have woken up. He just finished exercising and is taking a shower in the hotel.

—Is he not free?Aren't you lonely?Don't want to find someone to talk to?

Zhongqin rubbed his face irritably, and ruffled his hair again.

Hold back!

He shouted in his heart: Make a cold and reserved roll!

Just endured all the way to the airport, boarded the plane not long after check-in, and then Feng Qin pressed him down and forced him to sleep... For more than ten hours, he really didn't even look at his phone again.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the plane finally landed. Because Feng Qin had other things to do, she turned back to the capital halfway and didn't go with them.

Back in the film and television city, Zhongqin felt a little hungry. It just so happened that he hadn’t eaten much these days. He planned to let Mao Qirui cook a few hundred yuan of barbecue and bought a few bottles of beer. The three of them split up. After [-] minutes, each of them went back to the hotel with their things.

It was past eleven o'clock when we entered the door, and Zhongqin guessed that Ji Shuyuan might be asleep, so he moved lightly and didn't turn on the light. He tiptoed quietly to the sofa, put the barbecue on the coffee table, and then just wanted to sit cross-legged Eating on the carpet, he was caught off guard by someone hugging him from behind——

"Why did you come back early? Didn't you say you won't be there until tomorrow?" Ji Shuyuan held him tightly in his arms, sniffing the scent on his neck, "It smells so good."

"It smells like barbecue, doesn't it?"

Zhongqin didn't feel angry at first, after all, he had agreed at the beginning that he would not let his mind wander while acting, so he had no position to be angry, and he couldn't really rely on the actor's good temper to be proud of his favor.

But when he saw someone, he still felt aggrieved for no reason, and when he spoke, he became angry: "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night to block thieves? It's lonely and cold in winter, and you want to catch a thief and chat?"

"...You are not happy?" Ji Shuyuan rubbed the tip of his nose from his shoulder along his neck, and kissed his ear, "Is work not going well?"

Zhongqin snorted: "Whether it goes well or not, does anyone care?"

Ji Shuyuan finally tasted it.

He turned the person around, embraced the flexible waist that he had been thinking about day and night, and lowered his head against the tip of the other's nose: "Why don't you send me a message?"

Zhongqin wanted to roll his eyes: "No one sent me a message either."

"I don't know your work schedule, and you haven't told me about it, so I don't know when I will send messages without disturbing you." Ji Shuyuan said, "But you know all my schedules, don't you?"

"..."

Zhongqin didn't expect to come here at all, and it took him a long time to say: "Then... I don't need some time to read your news... And if I'm busy, I won't reply to the message, you send it first, I'm busy You can see it when it’s empty.”

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan replied, "I will remember it next time."

"And that day, why didn't you wait for me when you called back?" Zhongqin sniffed, "I take a shower very quickly, don't you know? I'm already awake anyway, so I can't wait for a few minutes?"

Before Ji Shuyuan could answer, he denied himself first: "Forget it, I feel like I'm looking for trouble. You want me to go to bed earlier, I know it in my heart - I'm just making trouble for no reason, and I have nowhere to vent my anger. .”

"Just let go of your anger." Ji Shuyuan said, "It's cute."

"... Get up!" Zhongqin pushed him, "I'm angry with my feelings to show you a joke!"

Ji Shuyuan hugged him motionlessly, and waited for him to stop pushing before saying, "I don't think you really want to be angry, but you just want to act coquettishly."

This remark was no different from stabbing a tiger's butt, Zhongqin was furious instantly: "I'm spoiling you!"

"You can't scold me." Ji Shuyuan said with a smile, "I really have a grandpa."

"..." Zhongqin snorted angrily.

"Okay, don't be angry." Ji Shuyuan rubbed his hair and asked in a low voice, "I've brushed my teeth, can I kiss?"

"...I can't, I—uh!"

Ji Shuyuan took him to the bed without any explanation, and reached out to unbutton the button.

"No, I can't..." Zhongqin stopped him with all fours, his mouth was tightly gagged, and his speech was intermittent and vague, "Ji Shuyuan...you Teddy..."

"Don't do it." Ji Shuyuan squeezed his fingers reassuringly, "Touch, is that okay?"

"...No! I just got off the plane and I didn't even take a shower!" Zhongqin bit his lip hard and raised his head, "I kicked you...I really kicked you!"

Ji Shuyuan let go of him before he lifted his leg.

"...I'm sick..." Zhongqin glared at him out of breath, "I'm really going to the hospital to register you after filming..."

"It's quite strong, I really pretended it before." Ji Shuyuan turned on the bedside lamp, squeezed his chin and looked carefully, "Fortunately, I didn't bite you--next time I want to kick me standing here and let you kick and kiss What are you moving about when you're here? If you bite, you won't be able to film for a week."

"Listen carefully to what people say, is that why I am like this?" Zhongqin straightened his messy hair angrily, and muttered, "Really... almost got into a fight... I haven't had a fight with anyone for many years..."

Ji Shuyuan raised his eyebrows: "Have you ever fought with someone?"

"Yeah, when I was a teenager, I singled out a group of adults, beat them until they were bloodied, and went to the hospital to get a dozen stitches." Zhongqin raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Next time I do it again beat you."

"So fierce?" Ji Shuyuan obviously thought he was talking nonsense and didn't take it to heart, "Then I will be obedient next time."

Zhongqin couldn't get angry with such a good-tempered person, so he calmed down quickly, looked at Ji Shuyuan's face, raised his hand to press the corner of his lips, and said with some annoyance: "You bit me..."

"It's okay, I'll get well tomorrow morning." After a pause, Ji Shuyuan leaned down and brought his lips to his eyes, "I heard that saliva can speed up healing."

"...you lick it yourself."

"The tongue is short." Ji Shuyuan said, "I can't lick it."

"Your tongue is short? You can block me when you kiss..."

As he said this, his hands were already cupping his face.

Zhong Qin stared at this person closely, and briefly met Ji Shuyuan's eyes.

Just for a moment, his eyes began to moisten inexplicably.

"I……"

I miss you a lot.

——It’s too wrong to say that.

Even just a thought is very wrong.

Zhongqin pressed his fingers slightly, pursed his lips and swallowed the words.

Ji Shuyuan didn't let him go: "What do you want to say?"

"...I think," Zhongqin said, with a lump in his throat, "Mr. Ji is young, so he should read more things about young people, and don't always read those messy official accounts like my mother. Apply medicine, who told you that licking your saliva will heal you?"

"Find an excuse for you to kiss me." Ji Shuyuan smiled helplessly, "Why are there so many reasons?"

"Then say you want to kiss me."

"I just said, didn't I almost get beaten up by you and go to the hospital for ten stitches?"

"..."

Zhongqin was wronged, and stopped playing tricks with him, and leaned forward with his head.

The broken skin smelled faintly of blood, and as soon as Zhongqin licked it, Ji Shuyuan covered his lips with his head, and his posture of holding his face involuntarily changed to hugging the other's neck.

Ji Shuyuan hadn't seen anyone for two days, and almost wanted to tear him apart and swallow him in, but his rationality still worried about leaving a mark on him, so he had to touch his lips and tongue heavily, and vent his thoughts in a place where no one could pry.

Zhongqin felt that a large part of his brain must be connected to his mouth, so every time he kissed too deeply, his mind would be in a mess, he couldn't think of anything, and he almost fell into a daze. She was abducted to bed by Ji Shuyuan.

At the nick of time, it was the smell of barbecue that pulled him out.

"Wait!" Zhongqin buttoned his shirt while crawling down, "My barbecue is getting cold!"

Ji Shuyuan stretched out his hand, dragged him back by his ankle.

"It's really going to be cold!" Zhongqin wanted to cry, "I've been thinking about it for several days, if I can't eat today, I will definitely hate you!"

"I've been thinking about it for a few days too." Ji Shuyuan covered him under him, and said with deep eyes, "If I don't get any food today, I will definitely go crazy."

"Then let me eat first." Zhongqin pointed to the tea table, "I bought a lot, let's eat together, okay?"

Ji Shuyuan stared at him, and asked slowly, "Let's eat together?"

"...I mean have a barbecue together!"

Taking advantage of his inattention, Zhongqin turned over and crawled outside, muttering softly: "What are you thinking, let's eat together...you're going to kill me..."

Ji Shuyuan dragged him back again, discussed and asked: "I'll let you eat first, can I be full tonight?"

"You're half full at most." Zhongqin said, "I've been so exhausted these two days, I didn't come back early just for you..."

As soon as he said "come back early", Ji Shuyuan's eyes softened immediately: "All right, then save up for now, and we'll talk about it when you're not tired."

Zhongqin looked at him suspiciously: "So good?"

"When did you lie to you?" Ji Shuyuan pulled him up, saw the things on the coffee table, and laughed, "I even bought wine."

"Beer, how can you eat barbecue without this?" Zhongqin trotted to the coffee table, touched the packaging, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's not cold."

The sofa was far away, and it was inconvenient to sit and eat on it, so the two sat side by side on the carpet.

Not long after, Zhongqin became lazy, leaned back and said, "It's uncomfortable without a backrest."

Ji Shuyuan glanced at him, patted his knee and said, "Come here."

Zhong Qin leaned over, blinked and smiled, "Really?"

Ji Shuyuan lowered his eyes, raised his hand to fasten the two loose buttons on his top, clamped his waist and hugged him into his arms.

Zhongqin fell back comfortably, with his head just enough to rest on the actor's shoulder.

"I used to think you were too tall, especially at that time, it really looked a bit scary." He squinted his eyes and smiled, "Now I want to order a humanoid pillow that is exactly like you, and I will make it after the filming is over. Take it home, and it will be comfortable to sit there in the future.”

Ji Shuyuan didn't speak, held his neck and scratched his chin with his fingers.

Zhongqin raised his head, met his lowered gaze, acted before thinking, and involuntarily rubbed his chin with the tip of his nose.

Ji Shuyuan snapped his fingers: "Just put out the fire, don't hook me."

Zhongqin clicked his tongue: "I really can't help flirting."

Ji Shuyuan didn't reply.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Then I'll go and order one just like you."

Zhongqin was stunned: "...huh?"

"I'm used to hugging." Ji Shuyuan said, "Take advantage of it."

Zhongqin ate the barbecue quietly for a while, then suddenly asked: "Mr. Ji, I called you that night, and it only rang once."

"Ah."

"Then I was afraid of waking you up, so I waited for a while, and I didn't wait for you to call back before I went to take a shower."

"……Um."

"So—did I wake you up?"

"...No." Ji Shuyuan pinched the beer can, raised his head and took a big sip, and then said, "I woke up suddenly."

"Why did you wake up suddenly?"

"I had a dream, I reached out and touched nothing, and I woke up naturally." Ji Shuyuan said, "I'm not used to it."

Zhongqin lowered his head, the movement in his chest was so loud that his brain twitched.

"Mr. Ji—" he asked softly with a smile in his voice, "Have you also contracted my problem?"

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan said indifferently, "Probably so."

Zhongqin suddenly put down the thing in his hand, wiped his mouth, turned around and knelt on the ground, pressed Ji Shuyuan's shoulder and said, "I choose to kiss."

"Ok?"

"3 minutes at the end of the day," Zhongqin said, "I choose to kiss."

Ji Shuyuan's pupils dilated slightly, and the person in his arms was already pressing over.

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