After wearing the scumbag, the male partner really smells so good

So much so that now Fan Zhenyi can't even take Director Qi's words to heart.

There are too many distracting thoughts in his mind.

What kind of person Qi Laizhang is, and whether the actor has intentions, he can tell with just a glance.

He specially called Fan Zhenyi to play, just to wake him up and let him concentrate, but Fan Zhenyi looked absent-minded.

Qi Laizhang frowned, raised his chin, lowered his voice and said, "Are you in a bad condition? Can't get into the show for a while now?"

Fan Zhenyi opened his mouth, neither daring to admit nor deny.

If you accept Director Qi's words, doesn't it make it clear that he has no professionalism?

Don't accept Director Qi's words, but he really can't join the show now... It's not something he can cheat if he wants to.

Director Qi has directed so many films, Fan Zhenyi has no confidence at all that he can hide it from his eyes.

Fan Zhenyi's hesitant look on his face made Qi Laizhang immediately impatient.

If Fan Zhenyi was more straightforward, admitting his mistake and admitting that he was just not ready to be unable to get into the show for a while, Qi Laizhang would understand.

After all, the first day of filming has just started, not everyone is the actor Yin Junze, and not everyone has acted for many years and has perfected their acting skills.

However, Fan Zhenyi hesitated and said nothing, and Qi Laizhang couldn't see a big man posing like this the most.

If you can act, act, if you can't act, just say, what is hypocritical?

It's not the crew's time that's being procrastinated!

"You rest on the side first!"

Qi Laizhang didn't even bother to talk to Fan Zhenyi, so he turned his head and said, "Get ready for the next game!"

In the next scene, due to the consideration of the scene, Qi Laizhang advanced the role of Xie Su. It was supposed to be Zhuo Han who discovered the scene of the crime and brought An Xing into the police station for questioning...

But now that the scene is convenient, let’s skip the crime scene and start with the police scene.

Xie Su prepared for a long time, and finally it was his turn to play.

He handed the notebook to the assistant, walked slowly in front of the camera, closed his eyes, and adjusted his emotions.

Fan Zhenyi was ignored in this way.

When he withdrew from the arena, he happened to pass by Xie Su, but Xie Su didn't even give him a look.

Fan Zhenyi moved his lips, but Xie Su kept walking, and soon missed him.

This scene is an interior scene, the plot is probably Xie Su staying in the office, trembling all over, Zhuo Han just approached, and he stuck to it as if he was some kind of protection.

Some people in the police station were dissatisfied with Zhuo Han, and they didn't even pay attention to Xie Su, who Zhuo Han said might be a witness at the scene of the crime.

When the questioning started, Xie Su couldn't speak well by himself, and only when Zhuo Han was by his side could his mood be more stable.

So Zhuo Han also stayed.

But when Xie Su began to describe the scene he saw, even the most experienced old police officer reluctantly dropped his pen.

Xie Su's mouth is full of chaotic images processed by his imagination, which cannot be used as a reference to solve the case at all.

Zhuo Han was also ridiculed because of this, thinking that he was in a hurry to return to the police force for meritorious service, no matter who he was, he would come to question him, regardless of whether it was true or not.

The filming starts, and the notes are played.

Xie Su's whole body was shaking like chaff, even his lips trembled, his eyes were full of panic and helplessness, and he shrank on the seat.

Zhuo Han couldn't see it, and took off his windbreaker to cover his head.

"It's safe here..." Zhuo Han leaned slightly, leaning on the back of the chair, before he could finish a sentence, his arms were filled.

An Huan seemed to have found some kind of shelter, wishing he could hide himself in Zhuo Han's arms.

"It's all right." Zhuo Han had no choice but to stand aside, stroking the top of An Xing's hair with his palm to calm him down.

"Black wings... wings, and the moon!" An Hao suddenly yelled in horror, pulled Zhuo Han's windbreaker, buried his head in it, and kept muttering: "They will definitely kill me!"

The camera surrounds the two people, taking some close-up shots of some details.

When someone signaled, the door of the office was pushed open, and someone walked in.

The visitor didn't know what happened, so he mocked: "Zhuo Han, are you addicted to being a hero? Where did you pick up the street children? Our detachment doesn't care about taking them in."

An Huan's whole body was huddled up, wishing he could not even show his toes, so he looked small, so it was no wonder that he was misunderstood as a child.

Zhuo Han frowned, and said seriously: "There is a murder case in the jurisdiction, don't you know? This may be the first witness at the scene."

As the plot continued, Qi Laizhang held his chin and remained silent.

The visitor was surprised, and raised his hand to pull the windbreaker on Xie Su's head, regardless of Zhuo Han's obstruction, and said, "What are you talking about? No one at the scene of the murder said there were witnesses..."

An Hao was frightened, jumped off the stool, and hid under the desk in a panic.

There was a little accident here. When Xie Su jumped off the stool, he stepped on it and knocked the edge of the stool on his calf, but he threw himself under the desk as if he didn't notice it. He continued to shake into a ball in the corner.

After this scene ended, Qi Laizhang shouted loudly: "Crack!"

Everyone in the scene paused, and Yin Junze immediately leaned on the edge of the table and probed his short body: "Did you hit it? Come out and apply the medicine."

Xie Su was shaking throughout the scene, almost to the point of Parkinson's, and felt that his hands and feet were not flexible enough to get out from under the table.

Yin Junze took his hand and pulled him out from under the table with a little force.

Xie Su rubbed his head and whispered, "I also got a bag on my head."

Yin Junze: "..."

Yin Junze looked at his innocent expression, suddenly laughed, and reached out to touch him.

Sure enough, a lump bulged on the back of Xie Su's head.

"I'll go and tell Director Qi, your head needs ice packs, what about your legs? Are you hurt?" After rubbing Xie Su's head, Yin Junze turned his gaze to his calves.

Xie Su became even more innocent, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know, it's already numb, I don't feel it anymore."

Whether he felt it or not, Xie Su didn't care what he said, and when he walked around, his calf hurt when he tried hard, so he knew that the injury was probably serious.

While Yin Junze was looking for ice cubes and saying hello to Director Qi, Xie Su lifted up his trouser legs and took a look.

The area near the ankle of the calf was already blue, especially the ankle, and a piece of skin the size of a fingernail was directly rubbed off by the rough edges and corners of the stool.

Because the skin was only broken, there wasn't much blood oozing out, but a faint throbbing pain had slowly surfaced.

Xie Su gritted his teeth and put down his trouser legs, planning to deal with it himself when no one was paying attention.

In the distance, Fan Zhenyi kept his eyes on Xie Su, so he didn't miss this scene. He quietly retreated from the crowd and went to his assistant to get the medicine.

After Yin Junze finished speaking, he turned back to support Xie Su and said, "You should rest at the side for a while, you have already greeted Director Qi."