Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Zhongqin's scenes in the film and television city have been filmed, but they have not been completely finished, because they have all been in the film and television city for the past few months, and there are still some exterior scenes in the back. They need to film Jiang Yu's life in the frontier and Shi Huaian's youth experience. Used to intersperse memories.

Before entering the palace, Shi Huai'an was only 12 years old, so Liang Cheng originally planned to recruit a young actor who matched his age to shoot, and he did have this role in the audition.

After Zhongqin was settled, and then I went to choose a young actor, it didn't feel right at all.

Shi Huai'an is a great beauty, at the age of 12, he has grown into a teenager, if the actor is not good-looking, he will be very unconvincing.

Originally, there was no standard for the degree of "good-looking", but after Zhongqin was decided, there was a standard.

Liang Cheng picked people according to Zhongqin's appearance when he was a teenager, and he didn't pick out any of the hundreds of young actors.

This result is not surprising, after all, Zhongqin was able to take all men, women and children with his face back then, and no one of his peers in the circle could compare to his appearance.

At that time, there was no talk of traffic, but whenever appearances were mentioned in major forums, Zhongqin would never be missed.

Netizens commented on the top ten most beautiful male characters. Zhongqin is not only the only underage actor on the list, but also played three roles, one of which is at the top of the list, and is still a white in many people's hearts. Moonlight, a frequent visitor to video site clips.

Liang Cheng is a bit of a perfectionist, and finding Zhongqin made him very satisfied, so his expectations also increased, and no one thought he was good-looking enough.

If it were another director, it would be about the same. Anyway, this memory accounts for a very small proportion, and the shots that add up to less than half a minute will not have much impact on the movie as a whole.

The others advised Liang Cheng to just pick the best looking one.

Since they couldn't find a suitable person, Liang Chengcheng also thought about compromising, but when the filming started soon, he still felt a little bit stuck in his heart, so he decided to let Zhongqin try it himself.

Zhongqin was surprised when he received the news, and repeatedly asked Liang Cheng if he was joking, but the result of the makeup test was better than expected.

Zhongqin's bones are superior, and he belongs to the category with a long shelf life. When he was eleven or twelve years old, his greenness faded, and he looked more mature than his peers, but when he was 20, he looked more youthful than his peers.

What's more, he is not very old now, he was not yet 22 before joining the group, and his appearance has not changed much compared to when he was 12 years old, but his temperament and attire are different now, and the edges and corners of his face are more obvious, which makes him look There are gaps, but these can all be improved with acting and makeup.

Liang Cheng asked Zhongqin to try out a short play from his youth, and he decided it was finalized after he thought it would work.

The production team does not have a holiday during the Spring Festival, and they plan to finish filming the last arson scene in the film and television city as soon as possible. After the festival, they can avoid the peak tourist season and go to the selected location to shoot the location.

Although it is said that there is no holiday, Liang Cheng has always been more tolerant in this regard. He felt that everyone's hearts are more fluttering during the holidays anyway, and it would not be good if they really wanted to shoot, so they organized a meal together at noon on the New Year's Eve Have a group dinner, let them go back to rest in the afternoon, and start work again on the first day of the new year.

Zhongqin's mood hadn't recovered yet, he was absent-minded during lunch, he just picked a few dumplings in the bowl, and didn't finish them by the end of the meal.

Before leaving, Ji Shuyuan had people pack up all the shrimps and crabs on the table and take them away.

To avoid suspicion, the two did not go back to the hotel together.

When Ji Shuyuan entered the room, Zhongqin was lying on the bed in a daze.

He walked over to take a look lightly, without making a sound, he divided up the packed things, put them in the microwave to heat them, then went to brush his teeth and take a shower, and took a shower by the way.

When the shrimps and crabs came out, they were already warmed up. Ji Shuyuan walked to the tea table with a few plates, found a place where he could see Zhongqin when he raised his eyes, and sat down while peeling the shells while paying attention to his movements.

Things were still hot when they first came out of the microwave oven, but when they were all peeled off, the temperature was just right for the entrance.

Ji Shuyuan took off his gloves, washed his hands, and then went to the bed and picked him up.

Zhongqin raised his eyes to look at him, and without making a sound, quietly stretched out his arms, as if he wanted someone to hug him.

Ji Shuyuan hooked his waist, and carried him onto the sofa in the posture of hugging a child.

Zhongqin didn't sit down, but stood on a high place, drooping his eyebrows and lowering his eyes.

Ji Shuyuan stretched out his hand: "Sit in my arms?"

Zhongqin put his hand on it, and Ji Shuyuan let him sit in his arms like the night of the barbecue.

"It's not easy to peel. No one eats it at noon, so there's a lot left over." Ji Shuyuan said, "Eat as much as you can."

Just as Zhong Qin picked up the bowl, he turned his head and kissed him on the face when he heard the words, and then went to touch the chopsticks.

Ji Shuyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and his jaw line was tense.

—— It's been a long time since Zhongqin kissed him so proactively.

During this period of time, he has been depressed, and he is basically too lazy to talk when he comes back. The only thing that can comfort Ji Shuyuan is that he still likes to curl up in people's arms.

Ji Shuyuan knew that when he got into the drama too deeply, he would actually be a little confused to distinguish himself from Jiang Yu. Even if he was still sane, he wouldn't really hate him, but he felt a little bit complaining in his heart.

Fortunately, there is more dependence than complaints, so I still can't help coming over when I go to bed at night.

Ji Shuyuan was used to him being so indifferent, but who knew that he would suddenly take the initiative today.

It's really hard to hold on to.

"Curl..."

Almost immediately, Ji Shuyuan reacted.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand and scratching Zhongqin's chin: "Kiss again, okay?"

Zhongqin lowered his head and kissed his hand, finally willing to speak: "I'm eating."

"Then after you finish eating," Ji Shuyuan moved closer to his ear, his voice hoarse, "Can you kiss me a few more times?"

Zhongqin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Isn't it a holiday this afternoon? And... I don't have any movies for a while, and I have to wait until the filming of the film and television city is over."

Ji Shuyuan understood what he meant, but still wasn't sure: "So?"

"Are you just going to kiss twice?" Zhongqin asked, "Stop being a Teddy?"

"would you like?"

"Is there anything I don't want?" After a pause, Zhongqin sighed, "Haven't I also been abstinent for a long time..."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan felt that his blood vessels were about to burst, and he really wanted to punish him on the spot immediately.

However, Zhongqin ate slowly, not in a hurry.

Ji Shuyuan took a deep breath slowly and patiently, trying to divert his attention by talking about other topics: "The show in the film and television city should take more than half a month. You haven't arranged work during this time?"

"Yes, of course." Zhongqin felt irritable, and sighed again, "When I signed the contract before, it was agreed that there would be a period of vacancy, so Feng Qin piled up several important schedules for these few days."

"What job?"

"There are a few stages, and the others are okay. I haven't practiced the dance at the Lantern Festival party yet, so it will take some time." Zhongqin counted with his fingers, "There are still a few magazine covers and advertisements, which should have been performed before the Spring Festival. Shooting, I didn't expect it to be delayed...and I have to work overtime with others."

"You can try to move it to after the sixth day." Ji Shuyuan said, "At that time, most of them are going to work."

"Well, Feng Qin will arrange it." Zhongqin leaned his head on his shoulder and stretched his waist with one hand, "This is not something I worry about, anyway, Feng Qin said that he would give me time to adjust my status, there is a high probability I can stay here until the night of the second day of junior high school."

Ji Shuyuan hugged him: "When will you be back?"

"Ah?" Zhongqin thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I probably won't come back here. When you finish filming in the film and television city, you can meet up in the new place."

Ji Shuyuan's face darkened.

"It's okay." Zhongqin smiled, "Ms. Ji can still see me on TV."

"Where are they broadcasting?"

"I can't remember this one either. There are Internet stations, and there are several places." Zhongqin waved his hand, "I will ask Feng Qin another day, and I will send it to you."

"it is good."

Ji Shuyuan stared at him with lowered eyes - he was a little bit reluctant to leave before he left.

Unconsciously, the strength on Ji Shuyuan's arm became stronger and stronger, and Zhongqin's abdomen hurt from being hooped, and he couldn't help sighing: "Mr. Ji, if you work harder, you can squeeze all the food I just ate. come out."

"Feel sorry."

Just as Ji Shuyuan was about to let go, Zhongqin grabbed his wrist and put it on again: "I didn't say you can't hug, just be a little lighter."

"It's hard to control." Ji Shuyuan said, "I'll try my best."

Zhongqin felt speechless: "What's so difficult to control?"

"I don't know the specific reason," Ji Shuyuan said, "but the body is really out of control in many cases."

Zhongqin laughed: "What are you talking about?"

"In some situations, the physical impulse will be very nonsensical, and it is a conditioned reflex without rational thinking at all." Ji Shuyuan explained, "For example, when you see a small stone on a clean road, although you think it is inexplicable rationally, you just want to stick your feet out Kicking it; or standing under a branch that is within reach, although the mind thinks it is meaningless, but the hand just wants to lift it up and pull it."

After a pause, Ji Shuyuan said: "For another example, although I know that hugging you too tightly will make you uncomfortable, and I don't want to do it rationally, but I can't help but hug you hard."

Zhongqin clicked his tongue and complained about him: "Teacher Ji speaks in the same way. He wants to hug him if he wants to, and he doesn't want to be rational...it's high-sounding."

"Isn't it because you have to ask the bottom line to figure it out?"

"You can just praise me for being comfortable in your arms?" Zhongqin poked his shoulder with the end of his chopsticks, "Do I want to hear your nonsense explanations? It's like chanting scriptures humming, my head hurts from chanting. I don’t think you should be an actor, you should be a teacher, find a bunch of students to sit under, and listen to your reasoning every day.”

"..." Ji Shuyuan nodded, "Okay, you're right, I also think rationally."

"That's enough." Zhongqin nodded, "One must have the courage to face desires directly."

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan arched the back of his hands and rolled up the soft flesh in his palms, "I will remember."

Although Zhongqin is not a professional dancer, but he has laid the foundation when he was a child, his body is softer than ordinary people, and it is really comfortable to hold.

Especially the waist, not only soft, but also very tough.

"I hope you can also remember this sentence." Ji Shuyuan said, "One must have the courage to face desire directly."

Zhongqin heard that there seemed to be some deep meaning in his words, but at the moment he really didn't want to think hard, so he just murmured "um".

Seeing him eating with all his heart, Ji Shuyuan said with satisfaction: "The appetite is pretty good now."

Zhongqin: "No."

In fact, the main thing is that I feel good.

When he was eating outside, he was surrounded by people chattering and chattering, which made him very irritable. He just wanted to be alone, so he didn't move his chopsticks much, and just waited for the time to run away early.

Now there were only him and Ji Shuyuan in the room, arguing flirtatiously, and he felt much more relaxed.

"Did you wash your hair when you came back?" Ji Shuyuan kept touching his hair with his face sideways. He didn't feel it just now, but now he gradually noticed the moistness on his face, "Why didn't you dry it?"

He reached into Zhongqin's hair, and sure enough, only the ends of his hair were dry, while the roots and scalp were still moist.

"Yeah." Zhongqin said nonchalantly, "I wanted to dry it at first...but the hair dryer was so hot and noisy, it was annoying, so I didn't bother to blow it."

"Wait." Ji Shuyuan put him down, got up and went to the bathroom to get a dry towel, came back, took him into his arms again, and gently wiped his hair, "I said why did you see your hair a little curly when you came back, I thought it was sleep disorder."

"...Mmm." Zhongqin sniffed and raised his head, "The handkerchief is blocking my mouth."

Ji Shuyuan removed the veil, looked down and saw that his eyes were wet, and the tip of his nose was a little red, probably because he hadn't recovered from being blown by the hot wind before.

"Squeamish." He pressed Zhongqin's forehead through the veil, forcing him to raise his head higher, then leaned down and kissed the tip of his nose.

Zhongqin swallowed unconsciously, his slender neck stretched straight, and his Adam's apple slipped very conspicuously.

Ji Shuyuan raised his hand to hold it, and pressed the bulge gently with his thumb.

"It hurts..." Zhongqin frowned and hit his hand, "Adam's apple is very fragile and cannot be pressed."

Ji Shuyuan's eyes darkened: "Aren't you fragile?"

"...If I were weak, wouldn't I have been tormented to death by you?"

Zhongqin looked at him from bottom to top for a moment, then suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks, dragged the edge of the handkerchief with his slender and white fingers, and slowly pulled the towel out of Ji Shuyuan's hand.

The towel slipped from the top of his hair, covering his eyes, mouth, nose, and chin, and slowly revealing his face.

A few broken hairs on the forehead were pressed down and twisted together with the eyelashes. The overly long hair tip touched his eyes, causing him to blink hard. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of water, almost overflowing , The end of the eye also quickly turned red.

Ji Shuyuan breathed heavily, his palms followed the path of the towel, covering most of his face, and then clamped his chin: "Have you eaten enough?"

"It's almost there. If you eat too much, you will feel uncomfortable."

Zhongqin maintained this posture, stretched out his hand and randomly touched the paper on the coffee table, took out a piece of paper, wiped his mouth clean, and said, "Mr. Ji, I..."

Ji Shuyuan pressed his lips hard.

Zhongqin swallowed the words back.

"Too delicate." Ji Shuyuan said in a low voice.

No matter how delicate a tissue is, it can rub this lip bright red, no matter how soft a towel is, it can leave marks on his face.

It turns red when you touch it with your finger, and it turns red when you blow it with hot wind... It's born to be so seductive.

Ji Shuyuan lifted him up and pressed him on the sofa, bowed his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and said restrainedly, "Go and dry your hair first."

"No need." Zhongqin hugged his neck and leaned forward, "I have to take a shower later."

"Easy to catch a cold."

Ji Shuyuan turned his head away from him, hooked his waist involuntarily, and half-dragged and half-carried him into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the hair dryer is still on the sink, and the plug has not been removed.

Ji Shuyuan glanced at it, frowned, and taught him a lesson: "You can leave everything indiscriminately, and you must not forget to take out the electrical plug, especially in a humid place like the bathroom."

"Oh." Zhongqin honestly admitted his mistake, "Got it."

Ji Shuyuan stared at him: "Punishment."

"...How to punish?"

Ji Shuyuan didn't speak, turned around and took a used bath towel and spread it all over the countertop, and grabbed his elastic band with his hand.

"Do, what?"

Zhongqin stepped back while pressing his forearm with both hands, but he was easily carried back, and he sat on the towel after cleaning it.

"Blow your hair." Ji Shuyuan picked up the hair dryer, "If you don't like the sound, you can cover your ears."

"Forget it." Zhongqin bowed his body, didn't sit still, and looked lazy, "I'm tired of raising my hands all the time."

"Then lean in my arms."

Ji Shuyuan took a step forward, covered one of his ears against his chest, covered his other ear with his big palm, and turned on the hair dryer.

In fact, this approach is simply better than nothing, and it is not very useful.

But listening to the strong heartbeat in his chest, Zhongqin inexplicably felt that he was not so irritable.

The hair dryer whirred and whirled on his head, and the hot air made his ears hot and red.

Not long after, Ji Shuyuan moved his fingers to probe the root of his hair, turned off the machine and said, "Okay."

Although Zhongqin's hair has a lot of volume, it's relatively fine and soft, and it doesn't take much time to blow it.

Ji Shuyuan put away the hair dryer, turned around and saw Zhongqin propped up on the washstand eager to try, as if he wanted to jump off, so he stopped him in two steps.

"...It's so cold." Zhongqin raised his eyes pleadingly, "Mr. Ji, please do me a favor, let's go to another place..."

He arched his back and made a curled up posture, and his feet rubbed against each other helplessly, as if he really felt cold.

However, Ji Shuyuan was unmoved, and said indifferently: "The indoor air conditioner has been turned on to 29 degrees."

"When? Did you tune it?" Zhongqin's eyes widened, "Such a high tune?"

"Yes." Ji Shuyuan glanced at him, "In case you are cold."

"..."

"If it's still cold, I'll wrap you in a blanket." Ji Shuyuan said, "But you must be here today."

"...Don't!" Zhongqin rubbed him flatteringly, "Good man, weren't you very tolerant before..."

"It was agreed before that there will be one time in front of the mirror." Ji Shuyuan said, "You were in a bad mood a while ago, so you kept saving."

"Who told you that!" Zhongqin kicked him, "I obviously never promised!"

Ji Shuyuan didn't respond to being kicked. He held his ankle and pulled it aside, leaning over to press him: "If you don't refuse, you will acquiesce."

"Why didn't I refuse?" Zhongqin pushed him, "I clearly said no!"

"If you don't want it, you want it."

"Bullshit!" Zhongqin said angrily, "You're sick! You don't write such lines in dog-blood novels anymore! Earthy!"

"It doesn't matter if it's soil or not." Ji Shuyuan said, "As long as it's useful."

"..." Zhongqin had no strength left, so he had to let him come over and kiss his ear, and cursed in a low voice, "Teacher Ji is really shameless."

Ji Shuyuan ignored it, pinched his chin to make him look up, kissed the bottom of the earlobe, and rolled his lips behind the ear.

Zhongqin's place is more sensitive than his ears, and he trembled all over when he was hit, and hissed uncontrollably.

He subconsciously pushed Ji Shuyuan's face, but someone pinched his fingers and bit his knuckles as punishment.

"...Are you a dog?"

Zhongqin raised his hand to look, and there was a complete circle of tooth marks left on the bitten place, although it was very shallow, it was still a little red.

Probably because he knew that he would not have a job for the next two days, Ji Shuyuan was very unscrupulous this time, whether it was his fingers or lips, his past would definitely leave a mark.

"It's really like a dog..." Zhongqin gasped slightly, cursing, "Pissing everywhere..."

Ji Shuyuan didn't respond, but in the next second he bit a deeper tooth mark on his neck in retaliation.

Zhongqin felt a little pain this time, gritted his teeth and complained: "Men are indeed liars, who said before that they were reluctant to leave teeth marks?!"

"It's useless." Ji Shuyuan reassured, "It will definitely disappear within two days."

"Then I can't go out to meet people these two days?" Zhongqin covered his neck, "It's still such an obvious place!"

Ji Shuyuan stopped and stared at him: "Who do you want to see?"

"...I don't see anyone!" Zhongqin said angrily, "Can't I just go out and have a meal!"

"I'll bring you whatever you want to eat."

After a pause, Ji Shuyuan said, "Don't you just like the life of being raised?"

"..."

Zhongqin choked for a moment, and thought of retorting after a while: "Then you don't look like raising people, you have to take dogs out for a walk, are you raising cats?"

Ji Shuyuan glanced down meaningfully: "I don't have such perverted hobbies."

"...Did I mean that?!"

Ji Shuyuan laughed a few times, wiped the moisture from his fingers on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Does our little Juicy Tao like to stand or kneel?"

Zhongqin frightened: "I don't even like it!"

"Then lie down."

Before Zhongqin could react, his feet had already touched the cold floor.

The chill seeps into the bones and spreads from the soles of the feet upwards.

Zhongqin couldn't help shivering twice, he was pressed and propped on the bath towel, the rough fabric quickly rubbed his elbows crimson.

In front of him was a mirror the size of half a wall, and the bright lights reflected from it onto Zhong Qin's face.

It was so close that he could even count his distinct eyelashes.

"Turn off, turn off the lights..." Zhongqin's voice trembled, "I don't want to watch... Teacher Ji, please..."

"You should have tried this earlier." Ji Shuyuan didn't seem to have heard his words, leaned over to touch his face, and said slowly, "I should have let you take a good look at it when you first joined the group."

"..."

Zhongqin was so uncomfortable that he was about to cry.

"If you don't look carefully, how do you know if your expression is in place when you're acting?" Ji Shuyuan said, "Director Liang always said that the sex scenes should be shot beautifully, and you have so many embarrassing scenes—"

"..."

Zhong Qin lowered his eyes in avoidance, but Ji Shuyuan still refused to let him go.

"Jujuan, open your eyes." He said, "Look carefully, what expression will be more beautiful when photographed?"

Zhongqin pursed his lips, turned his head to face him with the back of his head.

"That's not it." Ji Shuyuan straightened his face again, "When you are photographed by the camera, you won't be shy in front of so many people. Now it's just the two of us, why don't you dare to look at it?"

"...you talk a lot..." Zhongqin couldn't bear it anymore and said, "shut up, shut up..."

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan laughed, "I'm talking to you to divert your attention, lest you can't bear it. Since you don't like it, then I won't say it."

As soon as his words fell to the ground, Zhongqin regretted it.

Although the marble edge on the sink was polished very smooth, it was a corner after all, and even with a bath towel on it, it still felt uncomfortable when it hit it.

Originally, Ji Shuyuan could still control his strength while chatting with him, but once he was silent, all senses would be concentrated in that place, and people would become very irrational.

The increasingly intense stimulation of the cerebral cortex strengthened his desire to destroy.

Zhongqin lost his balance, his elbow slipped far away on the bath towel, and the pain was burning.

He raised his head subconsciously and saw Ji Shuyuan's expression in the mirror.

Because of the bright lights, he could see clearly this time, which was even more frightening than what he had seen in the dimness.

...It's ruthless and fierce, isn't this just evil spirits eating...

He mumbled in a daze in his mind, but it was already difficult for him to utter a complete voice.

Ji Shuyuan caught a glimpse of him raising his head actively, and reached out to pinch his chin, making him look up even higher.

"See?" He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Jujuan, that's how you look at me."

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