Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Zhongqin couldn't find anything to say, so he buried himself under the blanket and fell asleep for another half an hour. At that point, Cui Zhengqian picked him up: "It's almost there. Hurry up and pack up. The car is already waiting below."

After packing up the things before, Zhong Qin simply washed up and went out with the suitcase.

At the parking lot, Zhongqin found that Cui Zhengqian was still following him, and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to the company?"

Cui Zhengqian glanced at him: "There is a banquet tonight, and I will take you to the airport by the way—are you sleepy? Didn't you find that the two assistants didn't contact you? If I didn't follow, whose car are you going to take?"

"……Oh."

Zhong Qin reacted slowly.

He was a little angry at first, but he usually wakes up after washing his face.Later, Ji Shuyuan got used to him, he didn't have to use his brain every time he went out, and the duration of getting up was getting longer and longer.

Shaking his head, Zhongqin was about to send a message to Tian Jie, but Cui Zhengqian blocked the phone: "Okay, I told them in advance that I will wait for you at the airport."

"Oh."

Zhongqin put away his mobile phone, followed Cui Zhengqian to a nanny car, and the driver came down to help him lift his suitcase up.

Bending down to get into the car, Zhongqin looked up, and there was actually another person in the car besides Cui Zhengqian.

"Brother Ming is here?" He waved and greeted with a smile.

Song Jueming's workaholic symptoms were worse than Cui Zhengqian's. Hearing this, he hummed and kept his eyes on the tablet in his hand.

"Okay." Cui Zhengqian took the tablet and put it aside, "Take a break."

Song Jueming raised his head and nodded at Zhongqin.

Zhongqin nodded perfunctorily, then sat down on the seat in front, with his back to the two people behind him.

Although he was already familiar with him, Zhongqin was actually a little afraid of Song Jueming in front of him, so no matter how presumptuous his mouth was, he would subconsciously avoid meeting Song Jueming's eyes.

Unlike them, Song Jueming's background determined that he would have been subjected to unusual training since he was a child, and he had always been in a high position, so he had an aura of calmness and prestige.

Zhongqin's evaluation of Song Jueming at the beginning was: Although he is handsome, he doesn't look like a good person.

Not really a good guy in the general sense.

At least for Zhongqin, Song Jueming was the type of person who could never be friends, because they were not equal in real or psychological status, and the only connection between them was Cui Zhengqian.

I really don't know how Cui Zhengqian would get involved with such a person.

Zhongqin felt that these two people must either only talk about love and not talk about other things when they are together, or intrigue every day. In short, they probably have nothing in common in life and career, and it seems that it is really difficult to make it to the end.

For example, now that the couple are sitting together, Cui Zhengqian and Song Jueming seem to have nothing to talk to, so they keep stretching their necks and dragging Zhongqin to talk.

It wasn't until he was about to arrive at the airport that Cui Zhengqian suddenly remembered that his partner had been neglected, and turned back to talk to Song Jueming: "You really don't care that I have unreasonable thoughts about Zhongqin?"

Zhongqin: "..."

This topic... Should I jump out of the car and run away?

The other two were not embarrassed. Song Jueming even glanced at Zhongqin and said calmly, "I don't care."

Cui Zhengqian also looked at Zhongqin, as if this question was deliberately asked to him: "Why?"

"You treat Zhongqin like a person who has a cat. Knowing that he sometimes scratches you with his paws, you still can't help but treat him nicely." Song Jueming said, "Some people just can't walk when they see a cat. , what can I do? Am I still going to compete with a cat to be jealous?"

Cui Zhengqian was stunned.

Originally, I deliberately asked this topic in front of Zhongqin, because I made some jokes with Zhongqin that were a bit too much in the afternoon.

At that time, he was trying to speak quickly and didn't think too much. Later, considering that Zhongqin was careless on the surface but sensitive in heart, and afraid that he would think wildly in private and alienate himself, Cui Zhengqian wanted to explain his pure father through Song Jueming's mouth. love.

Unexpectedly, Song Jueming didn't use the same rhetoric he used to say in front of him, but changed to a new metaphor.

Cui Zhengqian subconsciously felt that this metaphor might not be appropriate, but when the incident happened suddenly, he didn't have time to think about it, and blurted out, "Then will you love my cat?"

Song Jueming smiled lightly: "At most I won't beat him to death."

"..." Zhongqin turned his head, "You two insist on arranging me in front of me, don't you?"

"I just hope that a certain cat will recognize its identity." Song Jueming suppressed his smile, and glanced over lightly, "Don't scratch the owner."

"..."

Arriving at the destination just in time, the car stopped, Zhongqin got down with the suitcase, pawed at the car door and said, "Song Jueming, I'm lowly, so it's not like I'm not even a human being."

After speaking, he pushed the car door hard, turned around and left without saying hello.

This is really annoying.

Cui Zhengqian bickered with him so many times, and every time he got angry, he meant to be playful. He had never been serious before. He was a little anxious for a while, and got up and wanted to catch up with him to coax him, but Song Jueming grabbed him: "What are you panicking about?"

"You're sick!" Cui Zhengqian turned around and yelled at him, "Why are you talking so harshly?!"

Song Jueming dragged him back and sat down, ordered the driver to drive, and said, "It's not that you want to push him to someone else's side?"

Cui Zhengqian opened his mouth: "That's not necessary..."

"The method is very simple, but you don't have the heart to use it." Song Jueming said coldly, "Let him be isolated and helpless, and he will naturally know who to turn to for warmth."

"...No, you are wrong." After a while, Cui Zhengqian said in a low voice, "You think he is a weak and deceitful little white rabbit, but he is actually a lone wolf in sheep's clothing. Find someone to keep warm. I bet you, Jue Ming, that no one can force him unless he wants to, and your method won’t work.”

Song Jueming actually didn't care what happened to Zhongqin, he just asked, "What do you want?"

"Find some time..." Cui Zhengqian took a deep breath, "I will go and talk to Ji Shuyuan."

"I told you a long time ago," Song Jueming said, "Keeping a dog is more worry-free."

"Song Jueming," Cui Zhengqian stared at him, "I warn you in the end, Zhongqin is a human being, not a cat or a dog."

"Okay, Mr. Cui has dominated the mall for so many years, but we never expected to still have a kind heart." Song Jueming held his wrist, "I just like your kindness."

"That's right," Cui Zhengqian turned his face away, "Because Mr. Song has no heart, that's why he is always greedy for others."

"You're right, I'm greedy for your kindness." Song Jueming said without shame, "If I were you, the disobedient cat would have its legs broken and locked in a cage."

Cui Zhengqian sneered: "A disobedient wife also breaks her leg and shuts her home?"

Song Jueming seemed to like him talking like this very much. Hearing this, he showed a sincere smile: "How can a wife and a cat be compared?"

"……roll."

Cui Zhengqian withdrew his hand, picked up the phone and sent a message to Zhongqin.

Halfway through poking his finger, he suddenly stopped again.

In fact, from a certain level, what Song Jueming said was not wrong.

His attitude towards Zhongqin may indeed be a bit like raising a cat.

Song Jueming thought that this cat was unfamiliar, so he didn't like Zhongqin very much from the bottom of his heart.

But Cui Zhengqian knew that the cat had been wandering for too long, so it would bite anyone it saw.

Not vicious, but scared.

At first he picked up the cat because he thought it was beautiful, but after a long time, he realized that it is not only a cat, but also a family member.

And although this cat refused to get close to people at first, and was wary of anyone, it was not a white-eyed cat. During the holidays, or seeing him injured, this cat would also be clingy. Sometimes when the mood is good, it is willing to open up. The belly is pleasing to the eye.

Cui Zhengqian thought the status quo was good at first, but Song Jueming's existence made him gradually realize that humans and cats are different. The comfort he can get from Song Jueming, cats can't get from anyone.

Because no one would put themselves in the same position as a cat, like Song Jueming.

And he himself, even if he lay down on the ground and talked to the cat, in the eyes of the cat, he was still a dangerous giant.

When we first met, we used incorrect methods and planted the seeds of fear in Zhongqin's heart.

So no matter how nice he was to Zhongqin later, no matter how close their relationship was, Zhongqin couldn't really open up and make friends with him.

This cat is afraid of all humans.

Later, it took the initiative to contact outsiders. Cui Zhengqian examined it critically for a while, and felt that this "outsider" was actually not bad, and he couldn't pick a better one anyway.

Although reluctant, cats can live more comfortably with "outsiders" and can take care of their problems.

As long as the cat is alive, he can visit it now and then and pluck its fur, which is better than letting it be scared to death in the den.

It's just that I don't know what the "outsider" thinks, so it is necessary for Cui Zhengqian to talk to that person before deciding to give the cat away.

After all, a cat is still a cat, and will not take the initiative to talk to people.

The plane landed thousands of miles away, bringing the "cat" to the side of the "outsider" who made it feel at ease.

The fine hairs that stood up when facing the "Song Demon King" before were restrained obediently. When Zhongqin got in the car and saw Ji Shuyuan's face, his grievance seemed to have found a vent, and he scrambled to let it out, which made his eye circles red immediately .

At that time, he only felt angry when he heard Song Jueming's words, but when he saw Ji Shuyuan now, he felt sad belatedly.

After all, although he has always known that his status is unequal and he often speaks nonsense, he thinks he is a human being from the bottom of his heart-who knows that in the eyes of others, he is just a pleasing little beast.

The two assistants didn't know what happened. Seeing Zhongqin's unfriendly expression along the way, Tian Jie asked tentatively, but didn't get an answer, so he didn't dare to ask again.

Seeing Ji Shuyuan now, the two of them seemed to have finally found something to rely on and heaved a sigh of relief.

Sitting in the back row of the car, Ji Shuyuan held Zhongqin's hand and pulled him into his arms. Seeing the moistness in his eyes, he rubbed his lips to kiss him, and asked in a low voice, "Who bullied you?"

Zhongqin couldn't hold back immediately, afraid of losing face, buried his face in his neck, waited for a while before saying: "A bastard."

Ji Shuyuan stroked his hair: "Who?"

"It's the one I told you about last time..." Zhongqin whispered, "The bastard who threatened to cut off my ears."

The three assistants in front didn't turn their heads, but their ears were all pricked up.

Ji Shuyuan glanced forward, raised his hands to cover Zhongqin's ears, only a small gap was exposed, and asked closely, "How did you bully you?"

This movement was obviously trying to cover up, it was just two hands, and it couldn't stop any sound, but for some reason, Zhongqin somehow felt a little more secure, his voice was more stable than before, and he wanted to add fuel to the picture: "He scolded me. It's a beast."

"..." Ji Shuyuan frowned, "Why scold you?"

"I don't know." Zhongqin became annoyed when he said that, "I didn't provoke him, I don't know why..."

Ji Shuyuan put his arms around him: "Ask him to meet after the filming, and I'll scold you back for you, huh?"

"..."

After the filming is over, they are also over. What reason is there for the other party to help them find a place?

Zhongqin felt even more sad.

He looked up at Ji Shuyuan, his fingers slid down the other's brows and eyes nostalgicly, and finally landed on his lips.

Impulsive, Zhongqin didn't care about other people in the car, approached him actively, kissed the corner of Ji Shuyuan's lips, then went down again, leaned against his chest to listen to the vibrating heartbeat inside, shook his head lightly and said, "Forget it." , too lazy to get to know him."

Ji Shuyuan didn't speak.

He silently picked up the overcoat he had put aside, supported Zhongqin's waist and let him sit on his lap facing him, then unfolded the overcoat to block the two of them from behind, lowered his head and bit Zhongqin's lip forcefully.

The climate here is relatively cold, and it snowed in the evening.

Zhongqin came out of the airport and was slapped in the face by the wind and snow. Although there was heating in the car at the moment, he hadn't recovered yet. His body was cold and his mouth was also cold.

Ji Shuyuan passed his own temperature, which soon made him dizzy, and the tip of his tongue began to feel hot.

"……Well."

When his mind was about to lose control, Zhongqin remembered that there were not only the two of them in the car, he quickly reached out and pushed Ji Shuyuan out, biting his lip to hold back the sound that was about to come out of his throat.

Ji Shuyuan's eyes were dark, and he couldn't help lowering his head again, licking away the bright moisture on his lips.

Zhongqin's heart was almost overflowing, and he leaned over to hug him.

Ji Shuyuan put down his coat, put it on his shoulders, put his arms around his waist and pressed him into his arms, put his chin on top of his head, and stroked his hair with his side face.

The two remained silent after that, without saying a word.

Zhongqin felt a pain in his back after laying on his stomach for a while, so he changed back to the old posture, sitting sideways on his lap and leaning on his shoulder.

The mountain road was rugged, and the car swayed, which made him feel drowsy again. He fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up, he had arrived at the set.

It was relatively late at this moment, it was too cold outside, everyone else had already returned to the room, and no one saw that one of the male protagonists got out of the car by another male protagonist.

Zhongqin took a shower before setting off, and the conditions on the set were limited, coupled with the bone-chilling cold wind, he just washed up briefly, and was taken into their board room by Ji Shuyuan.

There are currently only four people in the room including them, and the other actors will not arrive until tomorrow.

When the two entered, the lights inside were not on, so the other two actors probably had already fallen asleep.

Ji Shuyuan didn't bother to turn on the light, and walked lightly to the innermost bed with Zhongqin. Before Zhongqin could react, he lifted Zhongqin up and put him on the upper bunk.

Because of the darkness, Zhongqin couldn't see anything, and before he had time to fear, he had already fallen firmly into the soft bed.

It is certainly impossible for the crew to make everyone's bed so thoughtfully, so this can only be done by Ji Shuyuan.

Zhongqin felt around and found that his quilt had two beds, both of which were goose down, thick, soft and light, and the padding underneath was also thick, so he couldn't feel the hardness of the bed board at all.

He himself may not be so careful.

—Before that, it never even occurred to him that he had to bring these things by himself.

The crew didn't send a message in the group to remind them, they should have prepared these things, but the things sent uniformly will not be of such good quality.

There was a slight movement from the lower berth, it should be that Ji Shuyuan also lay down on the bed.

Zhongqin took off his clothes and folded them, lay down on the bed, tossed and turned, nothing could satisfy him.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he quietly moved to the side of the bed, boldly hanging one arm down.

Soon someone took his hand.

Immediately afterwards, his fingertips touched something soft, which should be Ji Shuyuan's lips.

Zhongqin instantly felt that the heat seemed to spread all the way to his heart, making his chest hot.

Involuntarily, he curled his fingers, then moved to the side, and touched Ji Shuyuan's face.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but it was still cold outside the quilt. Zhongqin lingered on Ji Shuyuan's face with his fingertips for a long time, and was about to withdraw his hand when he suddenly felt the bed move, as if Ji Shuyuan got out of bed.

He propped up his upper body slightly, and before he could ask any questions, his waist suddenly tightened, and then the world spun, and when he came back to his senses, he was already lying on the lower bunk.

Zhongqin's eyes widened, seeing Ji Shuyuan throwing off the quilt and lying in, his warm arms covering him.

"Why are you..." Zhongqin said in a breathy voice, "You will be discovered..."

"I'll go up when you fall asleep." Ji Shuyuan patted his back reassuringly, "Don't be afraid."

Zhongqin pursed his lips and arched deeper into his arms.

Ji Shuyuan noticed that this person was very docile today, and his heart collapsed. He hugged him tightly, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Good night, Juan."

Zhongqin used to be too lazy to answer such words, and at most would say "good night", but today he raised his head and kissed Ji Shuyuan's chin, imitating his tone and saying, "good night brother."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan reacted immediately when he called him.

Originally, she planned to stay awake to accompany him, but now she really couldn't fall asleep at all.

Zhongqin fell into a deep sleep very quickly.

It may be because it was difficult for him to have a good rest for so many years, so he was always very tired, and he could fall asleep even with makeup on, let alone in Ji Shuyuan's arms, he could fall asleep quickly every time.

Half an hour later, hearing Zhongqin's even breathing, Ji Shuyuan thought in his heart that he should move to the upper bunk now, but he didn't act immediately physically, and stayed for another half an hour before getting out of bed.

Although it was a strange and rough place, it was rare for Zhongqin to get a good night's sleep.

It's just that there was no such good thing until the next night, because everyone in the room was already present, and he didn't dare to "secretly" with Ji Shuyuan under the noses of eight people.

Fortunately, thinking that the other party was under his bed, there was only a thin bed board in between, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear his heartbeat, so Zhongqin slept pretty well in the rest of the time.

One month later, the filming ended, and the two protagonists wrapped up. Zhongqin stayed two days earlier and waited for the crew to have a meal together after the filming, before embarking on the return trip.

He and Ji Shuyuan had the same destination and had to go back to the capital, so they booked the same flight.

This time, the two of them didn't have to be sneaky, they entered and exited the same way from the airport. Naturally, countless photos and videos of the same frame were posted on the Internet, and it was another good day for cp fans to celebrate the festival.

Because there is too little food, even the last interview only had photos and no videos, so this time I saw two people walking together talking and laughing, cp fans were going crazy, and I once pushed cp super talk to the top First, the heat didn't gradually cool down until the next day.

There is not much time for this kind of time to walk together openly, so Zhongqin simply took the opportunity to invite Ji Shuyuan to have a meal outside together, and then went back to their respective homes.

In his heart, now that the two of them have had a breakup and had a meal, the relationship has been settled and completely severed, so after returning home, they never took the initiative to contact Ji Shuyuan again.

Feng Qin knew that he was slow in acting, so he set aside three months in advance for him to rest. During this period, there were only some scattered tasks such as simple cover and commercial shooting. The only thing that took a long time was the slow variety show that he took over in advance. programme.

There were still two weeks before the filming of the variety show. Zhongqin lived a relaxed and regular life after returning home. He would get up every morning to exercise, then learn music theory, practice singing and dancing, and study one or two movies in the evening. Occasionally, his hands were itchy Just invite someone to come home and cook a big meal.

Physical health/regularity of life, emotional stability, on the surface it seems that there is nothing wrong with him, but people around him are getting more and more worried.

It was nothing at first, Feng Qin would take time to visit him every day at first, and the assistants would take turns to watch the night, Cui Zhengqian came to sit for a while when he was free, and felt that Zhongqin's performance this time was not as difficult as they imagined.

In fact, this is the first time Zhongqin has acted after signing with Xinglang. Feng Qin only started to follow him after signing the contract. She didn't know his previous status. We didn't have much time to meet each other, only once when he just finished filming, I felt that he was not in the right mood.

Everyone seriously learned that it was difficult for Zhongqin to play, and they heard about it from Tian Jie and Zhong Fangfei.

The two of them accompanied Zhongqin all the way here, and only by witnessing those scenes with their own eyes can they have a deep understanding.

It is difficult for Zhongqin to act, if it is not for the people who are with him day and night, it is actually difficult to see.

Because he has no major problems with people and things on the surface, and he can talk and laugh freely in interviews, but it is almost a conditioned reflex, a habit of many years that allows him to respond perfectly without thinking, but his heart is empty of.

When there are few people, especially when he is alone, he will suddenly fall into a situation where he can't distinguish reality. The whole person's state is like sleepwalking, and he is very vulnerable to danger.

This situation was not serious during filming, but it really started to become serious after he finished filming.

Tian Jie said that for Zhongqin, every role he has played is like a part of his personality, and it is not easy for him to completely let go of this part.

He hasn't felt parting in the crew yet, and when he leaves the crew, his subconscious will start to resist, as if it's the dying struggle of that small part of personality.

Feng Qin originally thought that this was Tian Jie's exaggeration, but she didn't realize the seriousness of the problem until one evening one week after the shooting, Mao Qirui suddenly called her and said that Zhong Qin hadn't eaten all day.

When they arrived at Zhongqin's house, both assistants were there, and even Cui Zhengqian got away from work and drove over in a hurry.

It was as cold as an ice cave inside.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Zhongqin opened every window wide regardless of the obstruction.

The chaotic snowflakes and the cold wind rushed in. He was only wearing a thin pajamas, but he couldn't feel the cold at all, and he didn't feel uncomfortable when his feet were red from the cold. He just stood in front of the window facing the wind, blankly. to look out.

Feng Qin turned her head and asked, "Which scene is this?"

"There is no scene." Tian Jie shook his head and said, "He is stuck in the role, not in a certain scene."

"What should I do?"

"There's nothing to do." Tian Jie said, "We can only wait for him to heal... The only thing we can do is to watch him and keep him out of danger."

"It's so serious... Didn't you see a doctor?"

"I've seen it." Tian Jie replied, "The doctor said that this condition is a bit similar to split personality, but it's not exactly the same—in fact, most talented actors have similar symptoms, but he...he was too lonely since he was a child. , no friends, lack of communication with the surrounding world, so it is easier to think wildly, and the situation will be particularly serious. We have tried various methods before, but the effect is not obvious. The doctor said that the best way is not to act. "

Feng Qin frowned: "If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't..."

"He can't stop himself from playing whoever he wants to play." Tian Jie said, "And...in fact, the situation was better before than now. This time, it may be that the characters in the script are portrayed too well. Director Liang is perfectionist. Especially restored, don't mention him, I've been into the drama after watching it..."

"Okay, it's useless to talk about it now." Cui Zhengqian asked, "Have you tried to forcefully stop him?"

Tian Jie: "Tried, but he will struggle..."

"What's wrong with struggling? Do you understand what 'forcing' is?" Cui Zhengqian gave him a look of resentment. Useless."

As he spoke, he picked up the blanket from the sofa, wrapped Zhongqin around him, and carried him directly into the bedroom.

During this period, Zhongqin did not resist at all.

Cui Zhengqian pulled the quilt to cover him, turned his head and spread his hands towards Tian Jie: "Isn't it easy?"

Tian Jie defended: "Because this time the character is rather sad..."

"If you spoil him like this again, I'll consider changing assistants." Cui Zhengqian snorted, "You're not very old, how can you spoil children better than my grandma."

Mao Qirui hurriedly closed all the windows and adjusted the heating temperature. When he returned to the bedroom, Zhongqin had already reacted a bit.

Seeing him move, Feng Qin immediately asked, "Are you hungry? Have something to eat?"

Zhong Qin curled up slowly and shook his head.

"then you……"

"I miss him." Zhongqin buried his face in the quilt and murmured softly, "I miss him..."

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