After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

Fang Chuxi squeezed the script tightly, feeling a little heavy.

It's fine for the actors to kill themselves, but a drama that has not yet aired must not use this kind of taint on the artist.In other words, all the scenes of this actor have to be replaced and reshot, and the overall shooting progress will definitely be delayed.

But things have come to this point, and I can't complain anymore, I can only continue to look for suitable actors.

Two days later, Fang Chuxi was sorting out the script in his hand when Meng Qi suddenly informed that the new actor would come in the afternoon.

He was surprised by Meng Qi's speed, and was wondering who it was, when he saw the message from Meng Qi: "It was sent by Mr. Wang, a little idol named Qu Yiming."

This kind of practice of taking the opportunity to plug in related accounts is also very common. Fang Chuxi is concerned about another thing: "What about the audition video?"

Meng Qi: "There is no video, so come to the set in the afternoon, come and watch."

Fang Chuxi frowned involuntarily, and Lu Yunchuan next to him scooped up a spoonful of rose yam paste: "What's wrong?"

Fang Chuxi shook his head, and searched Qu Yiming's Baidu Encyclopedia on his mobile phone. Among the dazzling experiences that came out, none of them were acting experiences.

Oh, and one more...the high school played a sex-transformed Sleeping Beauty in a school celebration play.

Fang Chuxi searched for the video in Fanchao, and watched the ten-minute stage play in the total loss picture quality, but Sleeping Beauty only had one sentence in the whole process, and it was still dubbed.

He sighed softly, and ate the yam paste that Lu Yunchuan put on his plate, and as the sweet and waxy taste melted on the tip of his tongue, his mood finally recovered a little.

Seeing that his brows were loose, Lu Yunchuan immediately gave him another spoonful: "I'm going out in the afternoon, and I might pick you up later."

Fang Chuxi said casually: "If you are busy, you don't have to come here, and it's the same with me going back to the hotel with the nanny car."

Lu Yunchuan paused when he scooped up the yam mud, and then his eyes drooped and his eyes trembled: "You...don't like me picking you up from get off work?"

Fang Chuxi: "..."

He reluctantly picked up chopsticks and ribs for the heartbroken puppy next to him: "I like it, just because I'm afraid you will be too tired."

His chopsticks were still in the air, so Lu Yunchuan lowered his head and grasped the ribs precisely, as if being fed directly into his mouth by him, with bright eyes, he said vaguely: "Then wait for me to pick you up."

Fang Chuxi couldn't stand being watched so eagerly by him, subconsciously lowered her eyes to look at other dishes, her ears felt a little hot.

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, at the entrance of the studio, a nanny car arrived late.

A young man who looked young stepped out of the car, wearing famous tags all over his body.The staff who came to bring him into the group talked to him, but he didn't even glance at it, his expression was full of arrogance: "Okay, lead the way."

The agent chased after him and ordered in a low voice: "Yiming, remember, after joining the group, there are two people you can't offend. It is definitely beneficial to have a good relationship with him. The other one is that screenwriter Fang..."

"Screenwriter?" Qu Yiming asked impatiently, "What happened to a screenwriter?"

The manager tried to persuade: "Listen to me, do you know who the new head of the Lu Corporation has been in charge for the past two years?"

Qu Yiming's footsteps paused, and interest suddenly appeared in his expression: "Mr. Lu, Lu Yunchuan?"

"This screenwriter teacher is Mr. Lu's target," the agent suddenly noticed something, and quickly warned, "Don't worry about it, this couple has been married for five years, and their relationship is very good."

Qu Yiming smiled slightly: "How can such a high-class person have a dedicated marriage? Don't they all play their own way."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the manager's uneasy expression, and immediately comforted him sweetly: "Oh, brother, I didn't say what I'm going to do, don't worry."

Walking all the way to the meeting room, he straightened his sweater coat, with a cute smile on his lips, and pushed the door open.

Amidst the greetings, Qu Yiming saw the person he was most interested in - the legendary screenwriter Fang.The young man is thin and thin, probably because he doesn't go out often, his skin is cold and fair, his cool and handsome face is somewhat unearthly, and when he laughs, he has a very comfortable warmth.

Is this the type Mr. Lu likes?

Qu Yiming stepped forward to greet the group of people one by one. When he arrived at Fang Chuxi, he deliberately stared into Fang Chuxi's eyes and said, "Teacher Fang, I have admired you for a long time."

"Hello," Fang Chuxi smiled politely, "If you have any questions about the script in the future, feel free to ask me."

As he said that, he wanted to let go of Qu Yiming's hand, but the other party suddenly exerted strength and held him tightly for a second or two before letting go, and said with a smile, "Teacher Fang is so handsome. It's getting tense."

The assistant director joked beside him: "Hahaha, Teacher Fang was one of the school grassroots of C University back then, but it's a pity that he got married early at a young age, and the famous grass has an owner."

Qu Yiming seemed to want to say something, but Meng Qi had already waved his hand: "Alright, let's prepare for an on-site audition."

Only then did Qu Yiming obediently come to the open space in the center of the conference room. Fang Chuxi looked at his figure and breathed a sigh of relief.

The way Qu Yiming stared at him just now made him feel a little uncomfortable.However, the young man's smile was obedient and sweet, so he couldn't find the source of the slightest weirdness.

He could only tell himself not to look at people preconceivedly, and began to watch Qu Yiming's audition with a calm mind.

After 5 minutes, his mentality collapsed.

Meng Qi, the producer, and the assistant director are all in the same situation. Qu Yiming's acting skills... can only be evaluated in one sentence, well done, don't act next time.

The producer went out to call Mr. Wang almost immediately. Meng Qi took a deep breath, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and said, "Xiao Qu, did you read the script before you came here?"

Qu Yiming's big eyes immediately flooded with water: "Yes... I'm sorry, Director Meng, I also just got the script today."

Fang Chuxi was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the discomfort in her heart increased a little.Also with tears in his eyes... When Lu Yunchuan looked at him like this, he could soften his heart, but when Qu Yiming acted like this, it made him a little speechless.

But being able to hold back tears in three seconds is a bit of a talent for someone who has no acting foundation.He looked away and flipped through the script: "Why don't you try this part, the crying scene. Remember, when you cry for a while, don't use too much force..."

He briefly told Qu Yiming about that part of the play, and after a while, the other party nodded to show his return, and performed another part live.

This time, his performance was much better than just now. Meng Qi's brows relaxed a lot, and Qu Yiming's manager also took the opportunity to smooth things over: "Although Yiming is an idol, he is preparing for a transition recently and has been working hard to improve the situation." Acting class..."

Not long after, the producer came back with an uneasy expression on his face.

He whispered a few words to Meng Qi, Meng Qi took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, go get my script this afternoon, and start filming your scenes tomorrow."

A small meeting broke up just like that, the rest on the set ended, and the next scene continued.

Fang Chuxi packed up the script files on the desktop, and was about to go to the set, but was stopped by a figure.Qu Yiming looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Fang, thank you for telling me the play just now."

"No need," Fang Chuxi smiled back politely, "In the future, if you don't understand anything about the script, you can ask me."

But Fang Chuxi didn't expect that Qu Yiming would directly stick to him with his words.

For the next whole day, when he went to the set, Qu Yiming wanted to follow him, he told other actors about the play, and Qu Yiming wanted to listen to it together, and even Qu Yiming insisted on coming over for dinner, just like him. The appearance of his little follower.

Fang Chuxi is actually not used to this kind of familiarity, but Qu Yiming is cute and sweet, with a harmless appearance to humans and animals, he can't refuse in person, so he can only try to avoid contact with him when he is not talking about drama.

His refusal was obvious enough that normal people should be able to feel his deliberate alienation, but Qu Yiming still seemed to be unable to see it, insisting on getting close to him.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the production crew finished work. Fang Chuxi received a message from Lu Yunchuan that the other party was already waiting for him at the entrance of the studio.

As soon as Fang Chuxi put away his mobile phone, Qu Yiming came to his side: "Teacher Fang, where do you live?"

Fang Chuxi said the name of the hotel, and Qu Yiming laughed immediately: "What a coincidence, we live in the same hotel."

"...Really," Fang Chuxi smiled, "It's really a coincidence. My car is coming, let's go first."

"Okay, goodbye, Teacher Fang."

Sitting in Lu Yunchuan's car, Fang Chuxi finally relaxed, but when he thought about the day when he would have to give Qu Yiming lectures every day starting tomorrow, he felt a little headache again.

After all, the other party was a newcomer, so he couldn't hit him too hard, but if Qu Yiming still wanted to follow him everywhere, he might have to be a little harsher.

Lu Yunchuan saw that he was a little tired, so he fished out the back seat of the car and handed a box of things to him.Fang Chuxi took it and saw that it was a serving of hot octopus balls.

He laughed immediately: "Where did you buy it?"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Lu Yunchuan also rolled his eyes: "There is a famous snack street in Hangzhou. I went there and walked around. Try it. If you think it's good, let's go to the store to eat next time."

Fang Chuxi poked a plump octopus ball with a bamboo stick and put it in his mouth.The soft and waxy milky aroma is mixed with elastic octopus, and there is a thick layer of meat floss and bonito flower. The rich aroma makes people almost unable to stop eating.

He had been busy for a whole day, and it happened that he was a little hungry at this time, and he ate three or four in a row, and suddenly thought of something: "Have you not eaten yet?"

Lu Yunchuan looked indifferent: "Hey, I'm driving, it's not convenient."

His indifferent appearance was too deliberate, Fang Chuxi held back a smile, and said deliberately: "Okay, then I'll eat it all."

Lu Yunchuan's smile disappeared instantly - no, shouldn't the next development be that his wife took the initiative to feed him?It shouldn't be!

Before he started to secretly break his heart in the corner, the car stopped at the intersection of red lights, and a small round ball was handed to his lips.

Fang Chuxi turned her head and looked at him leisurely, her light pink thin lips were slightly opened, and there was a little cheese sauce on her cheeks inadvertently: "Ah, open your mouth."

Lu Yunchuan froze for a moment, opened his mouth subconsciously, and bit the little ball.

The cheese sauce and meat floss blend in the mouth, and the bonito flower is soft and has a very strong sweet fragrance.But his mind was full of Fang Chuxi's slightly moist lips just after eating, with dots of snow-white salad beside him.

"Wife."

Lu Yunchuan swallowed the little ball in his mouth, and called softly.

Fang Chuxi was about to insert the last little ball, when she heard this, she raised her head: "Huh?"

Lu Yunchuan's Adam's apple twitched: "I used to, did I..."

"Kissed you?"

Fang Chuxi's brain stopped thinking for a second.

Looking at his expression, Lu Yunchuan understood something, and asked again: "Then have you ever slept in the same bed with you? Have you..."

Fang Chuxi raised his head, a rare trace of embarrassment appeared in his voice: "Lu Yunchuan."

The big human-shaped dog who was called by its name immediately fell silent, pretending that it hadn't said anything just now, and An An drove away.

The atmosphere inside the car unknowingly warmed up, perhaps the temperature at the end of March was no longer suitable for wearing a sweater, Lu Yunchuan felt a little hot on his body.

He was thinking of a way to change the subject when he suddenly heard Fang Chuxi's soft voice:

"We used to be legal partners ... everything was normal."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window. The street lights illuminated half of his side face, and the pink color spread from the tips of his ears all the way to his neck.

Before Lu Yunchuan lost his memory, he had not fulfilled some so-called partner obligations with Lu Yunchuan for a long time, but at this moment, just a few words of teasing turned his dusty memory out.

When Lu Yunchuan hugged him, he always liked to turn off the lights, but he kept a small bedside night light—that is, the little white rabbit.

He remembered his trembling hands and crumpled sheets, his heavy breathing falling on his ears, and his crying as he was knocked to pieces.

...And after the first time, he was exhausted and couldn't even make a sound, but felt Lu Yunchuan's light kiss under the corner of his eyes in a haze.

It was also those ambiguous moments that made him wonder countless times whether Lu Yunchuan also had something beyond his obligations and desires for him, such as... a slight liking for him.

He exhaled lightly, expelling all those messy emotions from his mind, trying to calm himself down, when he suddenly heard Lu Yunchuan calling in his ear: "wife."

Fang Chuxi subconsciously turned her face to the side, and a soft touch suddenly fell beside the corner of her lips.

As soon as it was touched, the fiery breath fell on Fang Chuxi's cheeks. Under his shocked gaze, Lu Yunchuan licked his lower lip, his eyes full of peach blossoms filled with innocence, and explained in a low voice: "You... have cheese sauce on your face."

That night, Lu Xiaogou, who tried to follow his wife into the room, was ruthlessly closed. After half an hour of begging for forgiveness to no avail, he had to take a cold shower in silence.

……

The next day, Qu Yiming officially started reshooting the previous scenes.Fang Chuxi has to adjust the script according to Qu Yiming's situation at all times, and also pay attention to other trivial matters, but Qu Yiming will come to him almost whenever he is free, and he has learned to be smart. What he says and what he says are all about the script and the characters .

Fang Chuxi was entangled by him all day without even taking a breath. Meng Qi noticed this and reminded: "Xiao Qu, if you don't understand anything, you can also ask me."

Qu Yiming smiled and grabbed Fang Chuxi's arm: "Thank you director, but I think Mr. Fang is so gentle, he will definitely not reject me, right?"

Fang Chuxi stopped drinking water, turned around calmly, picked up the script placed next to him, took advantage of the situation to break free from Qu Yiming's hand, and smiled at Meng Qi: "It's okay, this is also my job .”

He took another sip of the black tea in the cup, and then said to Qu Yiming: "Do you remember the emotional change just mentioned?"

Qu Yiming was taken aback when he heard the words, and moved his gaze to the side involuntarily: "Ah... almost."

"Very good, let's do an impromptu performance," Fang Chuxi said calmly while holding a cup, "Let Director Meng see your study results."

Qu Yiming paused for two seconds, and immediately laughed: "But this is next week's play, Mr. Fang, I haven't memorized the familiar words yet..."

"In that case," Fang Chuxi said calmly, "Why don't you recite the words first, but let me take you to analyze them word by word first? After listening to my explanation, you can memorize all the words you are unfamiliar with. ?”

"One of the foundations of an actor is the lines. You can't even do the basics. It's all up to me to break them up and feed them to you. With this attitude, how much can you really learn and digest?"

His voice was the same as when he spoke normally, but there was an unfamiliar sternness mixed in, and the gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes also dissipated a lot.The surrounding voices suddenly quieted down, and many eyes turned to Fang Chuxi and Qu Yiming.

After all, Fang Chuxi has been on the set for so long, and it is still rare to show such a serious side.

Fang Chuxi looked at Qu Yiming with a pale smile, and said in a slow voice, "I'm not refusing to tell you a play, but as a new actor, you must first learn to keep your feet on the ground."

"...I understand," Qu Yiming pulled the corners of his lips, "Thank you, Teacher Fang. Then I will recite the lyrics first."

Under the gaze of countless eyes, he turned around and walked in the direction of his manager.Fang Chuxi smiled at the people around him: "I have a bad temper, and I made everyone laugh."

"Come on, you have a bad temper. Director Meng is the second kicker released during the Chinese New Year." The part-time job smiled and patted him on the shoulder. .”

The crowd dispersed, and Meng Qi sighed beside him: "It's the first time I've seen you so serious."

Fang Chuxi took a sip of tea and moistened his hoarse throat: "He is too impetuous."

Meng Qi glanced at Qu Yiming from a distance: "Don't be drunk."

What he said was quite meaningful, Fang Chuxi looked up, a little puzzled.

And when Lu Yunchuan came to the set in the afternoon and brought him the meal he cooked, Qu Yiming suddenly came over again.

Holding a takeaway soup box in his hand, he took the initiative to sit in front of Fang Chuxi's table: "Teacher Fang, I'm here to make amends to you."

Fang Chuxi paused with his chopsticks, and raised his eyes to see what he was going to do.

Lu Yunchuan glanced at him from the side, his eyes flickered, tears burst out immediately, and he pushed the soup box forward: "It is indeed my fault this afternoon, what Teacher Fang scolded me in front of everyone is right , I will definitely change it in the future. This is a chicken soup I often drink, and it tastes very good. I bought it specially for you to make amends. Teacher Fang, can you forgive me?"

As he said that, he lifted the lid of the soup box, but the lid of the soup box was tightly fastened, and he tried hard to open it twice but failed.Just when Fang Chuxi couldn't stand it anymore and was about to help him, he exclaimed: "Oh——"

The lid of the soup box was lifted abruptly, and a large piece of warm chicken soup just splashed out, and it landed on Lu Yunchuan's shirt and trousers impartially.

Lu Yunchuan's expression didn't fluctuate, but Qu Yiming's eyes were red, and he took out a tissue from his pocket at a loss: "Yes, I'm sorry! I'll wipe it for you..."

At this moment, Fang Chuxi suddenly realized in his heart.

Sure enough, the drunken man's intention is not to drink.

The author has something to say:

You can give me the chicken soup you don't want to drink, thank you.