I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

After Pei Huan finished the promotion of this issue, he left it alone.

The copywriting was given by the program team, all he needs to do is to record the program next week.

Speaking of the body, it's impossible not to change the body with Zhu Yang for a whole week.

With that in mind, I woke up the next morning.

Pei Huan realized that he had changed positions. Facing the red string ring on his little finger, he wondered if it could understand people's words.

When he lifted the quilt, he was surprised by the cleanliness of his room. The cleanliness was indeed cleanliness.

Sure enough, my body is more comfortable.

He stretched his waist to wash up, the mirror reflected that handsome face, Pei Huan clicked his tongue in satisfaction: "It's really handsome."

While brushing his teeth leisurely, Director Chen's phone called: "Where are you?"

"At the hotel."

Director Chen heard him confidently: "Do you know that you have a show in the morning? If you don't come to put on makeup, you don't need to shoot!" Hanging up the phone with a click.

Pei Huan paused for a few seconds.

Damn, it's not a producer who can dominate now!

There was a flutter of chaos in the room, and the cleanliness that Zhu Yang had worked so hard to maintain for a period of time disappeared. Pei Huan called Brother Wu while putting on his pants: "Brother, why didn't you wake me up this morning?"

Brother Wu fell into a drowsy sleep: "What? Didn't you say that you don't need to call me in the future, can you go to work by yourself?"

"When did I say..." Yes, it must be that guy Zhu Yang, "You come to pick me up now, I'm going to sleep late."

"...I'm afraid this can't be done." Wu Ge said: "I'm outside the Fifth Ring Road now, if you don't mind, wait for me for two hours, and I'll be there."

"Damn." Pei Huan hung up the phone angrily.

Wait for you for two hours, and the black material of his big game will not be pulled out unless it is nailed to the wall.

All the culprits are that Hundan.

Pei Huan took off his pajamas with one hand and operated the dial with the other hand. The phone beeped for a few seconds before being connected. The voice on the other end was slightly hoarse and muffled: "Who is it?"

Still have the face to ask who am I?

Pei Huan shouted into the phone: "Your father, Pei Huan, get up early in the morning to teach you love."

"..." Zhu Yang probably didn't wake up to understand, not only he was not angry, but also smiled lightly: "How to teach."

The corners of Pei Huan's brows twitched, admitting that he had caught the hoarse and lazy ending.

But that's not the point now.

Pei Huan took a deep breath and shouted to the phone: "You wake up! I'm going to be late, drive over to pick me up for work!"

Zhu Yang rubbed his ears and hung up the phone.

Actually hung up on him again, Pei Huan vowed to let him know what love education is.

Pack yourself up and wait downstairs for Zhu Yang's black SUV.

After climbing into the car, he punched Zhu Yang, "Hurry up and drive."

Zhu Yang's shoulder was touched, but he didn't feel any pain: "Is this the education of love?"

"Yes, are you afraid?" Pei Huan put on his seat belt, "If I try my best, your meridians will be cut off and you will die. Thank you."

Zhu Yang smiled lightly and remained silent.

Pei Huan fastened his seat belt, looked in the car but didn't see what he wanted, "Did you bring me something to eat?"

Zhu Yang tilted his head, doubts in his eyes.

"Okay." Looking at the look in his eyes, he knew it was useless. His breakfast was usually prepared by his assistant or agent, "You can drive."

It doesn't matter if you're hungry all morning, it wasn't often like this before.

Drive to the set.

The black SUV is Zhu Yang's signature car. Everyone in the crew knew that the one who got out of the car today was... Pei Huan? ?

After Zhu Yang parked the car, Pei Huan had already disappeared and hurried to put on makeup.

Director Chen saw this scene from afar.

Come to work together, if what he thinks is ok, then last night Pei Huan and the producer had... that kind of relationship?

Without changing his expression, Zhu Yang walked towards the set, sat down on the soft chair next to Director Chen habitually, put on his earphones and prepared to review the film.

Director Chen secretly stared at Zhu Yang's cold side profile, his straight nose bridge and calm thin lips.

Zhu Yang took off the earphones and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

Director Chen grabbed the bag and touched the tip of his nose: "No, no."

Zhu Yang was about to put on the earphones, but Director Chen still couldn't help asking, "You and Pei Huan got off the same car this morning."

Zhu Yang hummed lightly, with a calm attitude.

"Let's discuss the script late at night again." Director Chen felt that he was narrow-minded again.I was about to pick up a sentence, thank you for your hard work.

"We didn't discuss the script." Zhu Yang said.

Director Chen, who was left stunned, took a deep breath.

Really that kind of relationship? ? ?

He still wanted to get some gossip out of Zhu Yang's mouth, but Zhu Yang had already put on his earphones again, and his eyes were fixed on the monitor.

The young man in the picture is handsome and arrogant, with clear eyebrows and eyes.

Well, no need to ask.

I understand everything I understand.

The costumes of opera are particularly particular, and it happens that this play is about Jiang Yiyuan performing an excerpt on stage.

Films that want to win awards are not allowed to use dubbing and doubles.

This is a great test for actors who are not majors in opera.

But fortunately, Pei Huan is a supporting role, and there are not many scenes of him in it, and he only needs to perform small passages on stage.

But there are also many steps such as stretching the head and eyebrows, painting the face, combing the hair and putting on the film, etc., just for a few seconds of the shot.

Wearing a gorgeous costume upper body, really tasteful.

When Director Chen saw someone coming out, he quickly pulled Zhu Yang's clothes.

Zhu Yang frowned, and then followed Director Chen's line of sight to look forward, his eyes fixed on Pei Huan.

Pei Huan's facial features are particularly superior, neither feminine nor rough, especially those sparkling peach blossom eyes, which seem to be able to speak under the makeup.

It was the first time for Pei Huan to play a dan role in this kind of outfit. He held on to the headgear and pulled the corner of the skirt for fear of falling.

Seeing everyone staring at him: "What? Is it strange?"

Director Chen shook his head: "Very suitable, we can shoot now."

"Wait." Zhu Yang walked up to Pei Huan to help him tidy up his messy clothes, and lowered his voice, "Be good, I'm very strict in theater."

At first Pei Huan didn't care about his words, he said "oh", thinking where is the strictness.Until he NG to No.20.

Zhu Yang stared at the monitor, indifferently: "Come again."

Pei Huan licked his lips, sweat dripped down the corner of his forehead, Zhu Yang said, "What is the makeup artist doing in a daze? Go up and touch up the makeup."

"This……"

Director Chen said worriedly: "How about taking a rest first? I think Pei Pei is a little tired."

Zhu Yang hummed: "Take a break for 10 minutes."

Pei Huan's legs were shaking under the costume, and his lip color was not abnormal because of the heavy makeup.

"Are you okay?"

Pei Huan was dizzy because the various headgear on his head were too heavy, but he wanted to save face: "Yes."

The staff found a chair for Pei Huan, and he sat with his mind blank, only feeling that the headgear was very tight.

The make-up artist wiped off the fine sweat from his forehead and reapplied the makeup.

Director Chen looked at the shot just now, "Actually, it's almost the same, everything that should be in the picture is almost the same."

"Not yet." Zhu Yang said.

I've always heard that Zhu's supervision is strict, but I didn't expect to be the same with my boyfriend.Director Chen said: "This kind of progress may not be able to finish filming."

Thinking of something, Zhu Yang slightly curled the corner of his mouth. "That's fine."

What's so good about not being able to shoot.

Director Chen was feeling depressed, when he heard the sound of the car stopping, Shen Yinghou got out of the white nanny's car, stepping on high heels, "I'm here to interrupt your filming again."

The assistant was carrying bags of visiting gifts behind him.

"Empress Shen Ying is too polite, how can it be considered an interruption if you come?" Director Chen hurriedly beckoned someone to move a chair for Shen Mei: "I heard that you plan to be the director of the new drama yourself?"

"Yes." Shen Mei smiled: "That's why I want to come to you to study in advance." She looked for her son everywhere and said, "Why didn't I see Xiao Pei."

"Well, what about that?"

Shen Mei looked over, only saw the beautiful female lead in a costume, carefully looked at those beautiful peach blossom eyes: "Wow, so beautiful." As expected of my son!

"Okay, the rest is over." Zhu Yang said indifferently, "Get ready to shoot."

When Pei Huan stood up, he wobbled a bit, his eyes dimmed for a few seconds and regained his light, and he walked onto the gorgeous stage by feeling.

Nod to the director.

The scene was playing, and the director shouted: "rolling, action!"

Pei Huan tried his best to control his body to make standard movements, but his body sang against him, and his vision gradually became blurred and he couldn't find the center of gravity.

His knees gave way, and he slammed onto the stage.

The loud sound stunned everyone, Shen Mei stood up abruptly, and a figure who was faster than him rushed up beside him.

Zhu Yang rushed to Pei Huan's side and helped him up.

Pei Huan grabbed his shoulder with one hand and vomited, but because he hadn't eaten breakfast, he couldn't vomit anything. He could only hear short breaths, like a fish out of water.

Zhu Yang's hands trembled slightly.

"Don't be nervous, your father and I are fine." Pei Huan patted his forearm and smiled like a normal person: "It's just a little pain in the knee."

"Xiaohuan!" Shen Mei hurriedly squatted down, "It's all right."

Seeing the smile on her face, Pei Huan immediately restrained himself, and stopped talking, "I can't die."

"Let mom..."

Pei Huan glared at her.

Shen Mei changed her words with a guilty conscience: "Let me see."

"I don't need your concern after Shen Ying." Pei Huan ignored her outstretched hand in mid-air and stood up with the floor supported.

Back straight and proud.

But before he was stubborn for two seconds, he almost fell again. Zhu Yang firmly grasped his wrist and said firmly, "Stop making trouble."

Pei Huan met those cool eyes, but the hand holding him was hot.Who made a fuss.

In the end, Pei Huan was forcibly put on a stretcher. On the way to the infirmary, he was still muttering: "Shame, shame. I said I'm fine, but I knocked it down. I don't need a stretcher and I can walk by myself."

Zhu Yang ignored him, and the stretcher bearers didn't dare to say anything.

"Zhu Yang, old Zhu, Zhu..."

"It's the first time I've seen someone with hypoglycemia still be so energetic."

"So, I said it's all right." Pei Huan smiled without image while lying on the stretcher: "It's just that the curse on his head is a bit unbearable."

"Shut up."