Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

"...Don't, don't say..."

Zhongqin wanted to lower his head and not look at it, but his jaw was firmly controlled by Ji Shuyuan, so he could only close his eyes.

The temperature of the air conditioner is turned on too high. It was cold before, but now it is hot and sweaty.

The hair that had been blow-dried just now was wet again, and the sweat came down from the corner of his forehead, making his eyes hurt a little.

Inevitably, Zhongqin blinked.

For a brief moment, he saw himself close at hand.

The earlobe seemed to be about to bleed, and the face was also red like smoked, the lips were unconsciously opened slightly, and every time he exhaled a breath, a cloud of water mist was baked on the mirror.

As for eyes...

Where there is "God", his eyes are clearly blurred and scattered.

It's just that there is a layer of water in the eyes, with a wet sparkle, reflecting his own shadow.

If he looked at Ji Shuyuan at this moment, then maybe he could also see his face in his own eyes.

Zhongqin felt that he looked very pitiful, his eyes were full of bewilderment, and even his face was flushed and moist as if every pore was evaporating heat, as if he was begging for love.

"I..." Zhongqin curled up his toes in shame, "When I was filming... Is it the same?"

Although he will review each scene with the director, after all, the bed scene is mainly to shoot the atmosphere, and there will not be too many faces. If you really want to shoot close-ups, you will basically make expressions on the camera alone. controllable.

However, when he is serious about filming a whole scene, he will be very involved in the scene, sometimes his demeanor and movements are subconscious, especially the sex scenes are easily led by another person, so he is actually not very clear when he is acting in the sex scenes. what expression...

Anyway, whether he acted it on purpose or imagined it in his mind, it was very different from this time.

... If he had known that it would be so unsightly, how could he remain calm on the set.

Fortunately, Ji Shuyuan replied quickly: "Of course it's different."

Before Zhong Qin had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard him say again: "It didn't look so good when I was filming."

"...pretty good... ass..."

Zhongqin tried hard to break his forearm, trying to push away the hand that was clamped on his chin.

However, Ji Shuyuan's hands didn't move at all, he was determined to let him see.

Zhongqin couldn't help it, so he had to raise his hand vigorously, and pressed it on the mirror, blocking the position of his face.

Because of the force, the fingertips were gradually dyed crimson, showing through from the shiny nails, turning into a faint pink.

As a result, the joints became paler, appearing as beautiful and fragile as porcelain.

Ji Shuyuan carefully observes every part of him, the more pleasing to the eye, the easier it is to make him angry.

Zhongqin quickly lost his balance in the turbulent tide, and his hand slipped from the mirror, leaving a steaming palm print.

Ji Shuyuan saw him lying on the ground for a while as if resigned to his fate, and suddenly struggled to lift up, supporting the edge of the stone platform with one hand, and covering his abdomen with the other.

"Pain?" Ji Shuyuan stopped, remembering his negligence, picked him up and looked at him, but there was no mark left, but he did it subconsciously, probably very uncomfortable.

"Not here anymore." Ji Shuyuan patted him on the back reassuringly, "Change place."

Zhongqin rested his chin on his shoulder and heaved a sigh of relief.

The quality of the hotel's blackout curtains is so good that I don't know where it is going to be when I am indoors.

Zhongqin couldn't remember when he fell asleep, and when he woke up, there was only a thick blackness in front of his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to touch the side, but he couldn't find anyone, and panic surged in his heart: "Ji..."

"Here." Before he could call out his full name, the mattress beside him immediately sank into a ball. Ji Shuyuan came over and touched his forehead, "Fortunately, it didn't burn this time."

"...I'm so sorry!" Zhongqin waved his hand away, just sat up, felt uncomfortable, and lay down again, "What time is it?"

"07:30."

"...too much toss!"

"Sorry." Ji Shuyuan smiled, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Zhongqin said, "Eat the leftover crab meat hot at noon."

"It's not good to eat too much of that." Ji Shuyuan asked, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"No, just eat that." Zhongqin sniffed, "You peeled it so hard, I have to finish it."

"It's been thrown away."

"……what?"

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan said without changing his expression, "If you really don't have anything to eat, I'll go buy you some porridge."

After throwing everything away, Zhongqin had no choice but to compromise: "Then order a takeaway."

"Takeaway is not good, I'll go out and buy."

As Ji Shuyuan spoke, he was about to get up, but was grabbed by Zhongqin.

"Why don't you understand..." He sighed, "I don't want you to go, I want you to stay with me."

Ji Shuyuan hesitated slightly, sat down beside him obediently, picked up the phone and said, "Then I'll let Deng Qi buy it."

"Oh, don't keep ordering the little girl around, it's getting dark." Zhongqin hugged him sideways, buried his face on his waist, and said in a muffled voice, "Forget it, let Mao Mao go, it's just right He's been busy these days."

"Row."

Ji Shuyuan changed Zhongqin's mobile phone to call Mao Qirui, Mao Qirui answered with trepidation, and came knocking on the door with his things after a while.

After Ji Shuyuan packed his things and put them on the coffee table, Zhong Qin slowly got out of bed and got dressed.

"What were you doing when you weren't sleeping before?" He shuffled over, pointed to the ground with his hand to signal Ji Shuyuan to sit down, and then burrowed into his arms.

"I slept with you for half an hour, and then I was reading the script."

Ji Shuyuan knew that it was uncomfortable for him to sit no matter what, so he allowed him to twist around in his arms until he found a suitable position before settling down.

"Then sit on the bed and watch..." Zhongqin stirred the hot porridge with a spoon, while muttering and complaining, "I didn't even turn on the light, it scared me."

"I watched it on a tablet with light, so I'm afraid I'll disturb you." Ji Shuyuan thought of something here, picked up his phone and said, "By the way, your ad."

"Have you posted it?" Zhongqin looked over.

"A ten-second preview was sent." Ji Shuyuan turned over the official blog and showed him, "The feature film will be released tomorrow morning, and it should be on your birthday."

"Oh, that's 21:[-]." Zhongqin said with a smile, "It's embarrassing for the fans, I got up at [-]:[-] am on the first day of the new year to watch the advertisement."

"It's okay." Ji Shuyuan said, "Generally speaking, the first day of junior high school will get up very early."

"Why?" Zhongqin turned to look at him in surprise, "If I don't have a job, I won't get up until noon on the first day of junior high school."

"Going to worship ancestors." After a pause, Ji Shuyuan said, "I don't know if this custom exists in all parts of the country, but it has always been like this in my hometown."

"what……"

Zhongqin made a sound that he didn't know if it was emotion, and then he fell into deep thought, and the stirring movement of his hands stopped.

Ji Shuyuan didn't bother him, and waited for a while before hearing him say: "I remembered, I also had this custom when I was young."

He seemed to be recalling, after saying this sentence, it took a long time before continuing: "This kind of custom, only the elderly at home should care more..."

"Yeah." Thinking of his own situation, Ji Shuyuan nodded and said, "Indeed, parents followed the old man's example, and rarely taught children this way, so in our generation, we just follow the process every year, and it's okay to be lazy occasionally. People blame it, but to be honest, we don’t know anything about taboos.”

"So..." Zhongqin murmured, "When the old man dies, no one will worship the ancestors..."

"It's not a bad thing." Ji Shuyuan said, "There is a bit of superstition in it."

"It's not superstition." Zhongqin shook his head, "It's sustenance."

Before Ji Shuyuan could respond, he suddenly said, "I want to go out tomorrow."

"Ok?"

"Find a temple or Taoist temple nearby." Zhongqin lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I want...to burn a stick of incense."

Ji Shuyuan pinched the back of his neck gently, and asked, "To whom?"

"My grandma." Zhongqin's eyes were a little moist, and his voice began to tremble, carefully hiding it from the people behind him, "She has been dead for many years... I don't have any ancestors in our family. I remember, when I was a child, she took me with her, put a piece of wax, three sticks of incense, and then burned a pile of paper money, asked me to bow three times, saying... that she would bless my life forever."

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan patted his head, "I'll accompany you tomorrow."

Zhongqin wiped his face, turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to film?"

"Go early, before you have time." Ji Shuyuan looked it up on the map, "The nearest temple is less than half an hour's drive away."

Zhongqin was a little hesitant, but Ji Shuyuan could not refuse and said: "Leave at six o'clock, and be back before nine o'clock."

Unable to tell what his psychology was, Zhongqin finally agreed.

In fact, considering the relationship between him and Ji Shuyuan, it seemed a bit strange to go together on such an occasion.

But inexplicably, I just wanted him to accompany me.

"Juanjuan—" Ji Shuyuan asked unexpectedly, "Did grandma call you that?"

"...Well." Zhongqin said, "Didn't I tell you that I was a little curly when I was a child... At the beginning she called me little curly hair, and after screaming, I became curly... But If she could live to this day, she probably wouldn't call it that, I won't have natural curls after I was ten years old."

Ji Shuyuan raised his hand to rub his hair: "It's a little bit now."

Zhongqin glared at him: "I told you it was because it was burnt before!"

Ji Shuyuan smiled and kissed the tip of his hair: "It's so nice, curly."

Zhongqin waved and patted him: "I shouldn't have told you! You can't stop shouting!"

"I'm the only one who knows in the whole world?" Ji Shuyuan recalled what he said before, "Even your mother doesn't know?"

"My mother has a bad relationship with my grandmother. I used to go back to my hometown alone."

"So small?" Ji Shuyuan frowned, "How to go back?"

"Take the plane." Zhongqin said, "My mother sent me to the airport, and asked the flight attendant to take me all the time. When I got off the plane, the flight attendant would send me out, and then I could see my grandma at the pick-up gate."

"So cute." Ji Shuyuan felt itchy when he thought of that scene, and asked while opening the browser search, "How old were you at that time?"

"Three, four, five, six, seven, eight years old." Zhongqin thought for a while, "Grandma died when I was nine years old."

"How dare you run so far alone at the age of three?"

"Yeah." Zhongqin wanted to laugh, "I made money from filming when I was only a few months old."

"so smart."

Ji Shuyuan found photos of Zhongqin when he was three years old.

It's a still photo, a costume fantasy drama.

Xiao Zhongqin had two braids on his head, and a lump of red rouge on his nose, but his face was snow-white, with round eyes, and he looked very energetic.

Further down, Ji Shuyuan also found a video clip.

At that time, Zhongqin was still a little chubby, like a dough ball, the flesh on his face was bouncing when he ran, and his small steps were unsteady, so he staggered into another actor's arms and called "Mother" affectionately , the sound is whiny.

Ji Shuyuan laughed: "Is this playing a little girl?"

"...I'm so annoying!" Zhongqin snatched his phone and threw it far away, "Black history! Don't watch it!"

"Then you have too much dark history."

"Don't even look at it!"

Ji Shuyuan buried himself in his neck and laughed for a while, gradually losing control of his hands.

"...Don't..." Zhongqin flinched from the itching, put his hands on the coffee table, and almost knocked over a bowl, "I haven't finished eating...Ji Shuyuan!"

"Let's curl up—" Ji Shuyuan kissed the side of his neck, and kissed behind the ear, "It smells so good."

"Sweet fart... you are sick!"

The chopsticks fell to the ground, and the person had already been carried away.

At the end of the day, the porridge had completely cooled and almost congealed into one piece.

Zhongqin poked his chopsticks in it angrily, and asked quietly, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan put his arms around him and said with satisfaction, "It's about the same."

"I'm not full." Zhongqin threw his chopsticks, "I'm not full!"

"Then come again?" Ji Shuyuan held his neck, rubbing his thumb against the tooth marks left earlier, and said slowly, "This time I will definitely feed you."

"..." Zhongqin was completely speechless, "Do you want to be ashamed?"

Ji Shuyuan let go of his hand, stood up and pulled him with a smile: "Go, I'll take you out to eat something good."

"Forgive me!" Zhong Qinlai refused to get up on the ground, "I have back pain even when lying down, you want me to go out?"

Ji Shuyuan squatted down: "I'll hug you."

"Then, Neng Toutiao will appear in the early hours of this morning." Zhongqin rolled his eyes, "I don't have to wait until tomorrow morning to watch the ad. The brand terminated my contract overnight."

"Not at all." Ji Shuyuan said, "Go from the basement, wrap it up tightly, it's just cold."

"..."

Zhongqin was a little shaken.

He was really hungry, and the takeaway couldn't satisfy his appetite, so he wanted to eat something freshly made.

Ji Shuyuan continued to seduce him: "Take you to eat private food."

"...Which private restaurant is still open on New Year's Eve?"

"So as soon as possible, close at twelve o'clock, it will be too late."

"Then..." Zhongqin slowly got up, "What's delicious?"

"Come with me first." Ji Shuyuan said, "Order in the car, and you can eat when you arrive."

Zhongqin was being served by him to change clothes and wash, and he was still asking: "If it doesn't taste good, how can you compensate me?"

"What do you want?"

Zhongqin thought for a while and said, "Let me come next time."

Ji Shuyuan smiled: "Is there such a good thing?"

"Tie both of your hands!" Zhongqin glared at him viciously, "Don't move even if you're suffocated!"

"So cruel?" Ji Shuyuan raised his eyebrows, "Then I'm really going to be suffocated to death by you."

Zhongqin snorted, then leaned back lazily, resting his head on Ji Shuyuan's shoulder, watched him wash his face in the mirror, and said in a jerk, "Suddenly I want to eat fish, but I don't want to be picky... ...very annoying."

"I'll pick it for you." Ji Shuyuan asked kindly, "What else do you want to eat?"

"meat ball with soy sauce."

"Okay, is there anything else?"

"Let's see it later." Zhongqin curled his lips, "Is there no menu?"

"Yes." Ji Shuyuan said and recited a long list of dish names for him.

Zhongqin widened his eyes and said in shock, "Why don't you become a cross talk actor?"

"I want to do it." Ji Shuyuan smiled, "No one wants to accept me."

"...running the train with your mouth full." Zhongqin took off a shoe and rubbed his bare feet on his instep, "Hurry up, starve to death, starve to death!"

"Don't rub it." Ji Shuyuan took his foot back, "If you rub it again, it will catch fire again."

"...you are too easy to catch fire."

"Yes." Ji Shuyuan pressed his chin and kissed his face, "Peach looks too attractive."

"...Get out!" Zhongqin pushed him away, grabbed the handkerchief in his hand and wiped his face vigorously, "Just washed it clean, don't gnaw on it."

Ji Shuyuan stared at the blush on his face, "It won't go away in two hours."

"I'm happy!" Zhongqin turned angrily and went out.

A few minutes later, the two sneaked into the elevator without even telling the assistant.

A long black scarf was wrapped around Zhongqin's head, covering his neck and face tightly, only revealing a pair of moist eyes.

Ji Shuyuan thought it was funny, secretly pinched his fingers, and was mercilessly thrown away.

The two approached a car in tandem.

This car was left by Cui Zhengqian here, it is very low-key, it is convenient for him or Feng Qin to drive when he comes over, but they rarely come here, so Mao Qirui can only let Mao Qirui take the car out for a ride every once in a while, so as not to take too long Don't put it away.

"Is there any oil?" Ji Shuyuan took the key from Zhongqin.

"Yes." Zhongqin pulled up the scarf, looked around carefully, and said softly, "Maomao will fill up the oil every time he finishes driving."

Ji Shuyuan laughed at him: "Like a thief."

Zhongqin kicked him: "You are the only one who is brave, right?!"

When the two got in the car, Ji Shuyuan switched his phone to a certain interface and handed it to him: "Order whatever you want, I'll treat you."

"Dafang is killing you!" Zhongqin took the phone unceremoniously, and saw the dazzling array of dishes on it, most of which were big dishes, "This place is suitable for dinner, it's a waste for two people to eat."

"It's okay, today's New Year's Eve." Ji Shuyuan raised his chin towards him, "Seat belt."

Before Zhongqin could say "good", the car rushed out like a wild horse.

"—Fuck!" He hurriedly fastened his seat belt and shouted, "Slow down—crazy! It's all cars! The 700 million in front!"

"Yeah." The car was thrown out of the curve, Ji Shuyuan glanced at the rearview mirror, and said lightly, "It has already depreciated."

"..." Zhongqin almost lifted his leg from under the seat and kicked him, "Are you sick?!"

"You should be allowed to drive." Ji Shuyuan sighed, "I'm really not very good at driving."

"Really?!" Zhongqin grabbed the top armrest, turned his head and scolded him, "I thought you were an expert when you looked so reckless!"

"Not an expert." Ji Shuyuan smiled, "I just drove a few times occasionally."

"...When?" Zhongqin asked in surprise, "I haven't seen any reports."

"Driving in private." Ji Shuyuan said, "I have a cousin who is a professional racing driver, so I learned a little bit from him."

"...Your family is not an ordinary teacher's family, is it?"

Ji Shuyuan didn't care about his teasing, and explained: "My skills are really average. I didn't intend to show off my skills to you just now, but I'm not used to it. After I got my driver's license, I followed my cousin to participate in racing training. I haven't driven a car on a daily basis. .”

"Then you didn't tell me sooner!"

"I thought I could drive it well." Ji Shuyuan sighed and shook his head, "Let you drive it from now on."

"I can't drive." Zhongqin said angrily, "You have scared the soul out of me, and now I have a shadow on the car."

"Okay, the speed has slowed down." Leaving the underground parking lot, Ji Shuyuan said, "Hurry up and order food."

"Down your head!" Zhongqin leaned over to look at the dial, and couldn't help cursing, "The speed limit on this road is [-]! Don't you have eyes!"

"……sorry."

Ji Shuyuan eased off the accelerator and reduced the speed to sixty.

Zhongqin was finally able to let go of the armrest, touched his chest, his heart was still pounding, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Ji Shuyuan caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye, and said with a chuckle, "It seems that you are still afraid of death."

"shit!"

Ji Shuyuan nodded: "That's good."

Zhongqin couldn't say anything good to him right now, so he turned around and scolded: "Why are you crazy?"

"I just," Ji Shuyuan said, "occasionally feel that way."

"...how does it feel?"

"I think——you may not care so much about the future." Ji Shuyuan said, "I thought you were not afraid of death."

Zhongqin's face darkened: "Even if I want to waste the rest of my life, I don't want to die."

"So I say that's fine."

After a pause, Ji Shuyuan suddenly said: "Jujuan, that day... I was more scared than you were just now."

"When?"

Before Ji Shuyuan could answer, Zhongqin suddenly came to his senses: "Did I... almost fall that day?"

"Ah."

"...I didn't do it on purpose." Zhongqin turned his face out of the window, pressing his forehead against the cool glass, "I don't want to talk about this today."

"it is good."

Ji Shuyuan fell silent.

After a while, Zhongqin said: "You are not afraid of death, who would go racing a car if he is afraid of death?"

"The ignorant are fearless." Ji Shuyuan replied, "It is because I want to remind myself that I tried it."

"Can't understand."

"Because I...have the audacity to act recklessly." Ji Shuyuan said slowly, "I have been stubborn since I was a child. I don't care about things and tend to go to extremes."

Zhong Qin looked at him.

"All kinds of desires are stronger than ordinary people." Ji Shuyuan said, "You must get what you want, even if it is broken, let it break in my hands."

"what."

Involuntarily, Zhongqin touched his face.

"I like kittens and puppies very much, but I have never been able to raise them well." Ji Shuyuan said, "When I was young, my relatives had a dog. They knew that I liked it, so they gave me one."

"and then?"

"I took good care of it, fed it the best dog food, and bought the most high-end kennel. Later, it fell ill, and the doctor said it was not suitable for that kind of dog food. But I didn't understand at the time, obviously that was the best dog food. Good dog food, how could it be inappropriate? The doctor must have lied to me."

"..."

"I continued to secretly feed it that kind of dog food. My mother found out, beat me up, and then replaced it with other dog food. I dumped all the food they fed, and I was still stubborn. My mother asked me why, I just said because this is my puppy and only I can feed it, even if it is wrong, it can only eat what I feed it. Then the mother sent it away, saying that I am not qualified to continue to feed it .

"Since then, my upbringing at home has become very strict, I'm not allowed to own anything, I'm not allowed to have any exclusive thoughts, I'm not allowed to say, 'mine'."

"That seems a little...overkill again."

"It's a bit, so I developed in another direction later." Ji Shuyuan thought about using a more appropriate word, "I'm a bit split."

"What do you mean?"

"On the surface, I have no desire." Ji Shuyuan said, "In fact, I am very strong."

"..." Zhongqin silently shrank to the side, "I can see this."

"Well, but others don't know, I hide it very well." Ji Shuyuan said softly, "Because I know, I am worried. After all, I am no longer a child who doesn't understand anything. Intellectually, I know what things I can't do, but... occasionally There will be times when you lose your mind."

"..."

Zhongqin wanted to say that he really felt like killing people when he was doing things, but felt that he was actually restrained, so he swallowed the words back.

"So, I went to play racing, or some other extreme sports, just to remind myself." Ji Shuyuan suddenly let go of one hand, stretched out to grab Zhongqin's wrist, and gently squeezed his wrist bone, "I want to... Desire and excitement are tightrope walks, and if you overindulge, you lose everything."

"I can lose me," he said, "but not what I like."

The author has something to say:

Teacher Ji: Secret confession (＾－＾)

Juanjuan: ... afraid of QAQ

感谢在2021-10-1418:35:18~2021-10-1516:10:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 Luoluo;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 4 bottles for sleeping party participants;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!