Perfect Two

Zhou covered his face, and his whole body exuded the breath of "I am sad" and "Don't say it".Such a big man, he feels wronged like a child, and he has no place to act like a baby, so pitiful.

Cheng Xirong made him amused, and put his elbow on his shoulder: "Okay. You coax Wang Jingxian well. With her words, we will be very convenient in the future. When you make money in the future, I will give you the camera."

Fu Zhou took his arm off: "Save the words and talk about it when you have money in your hand."

"Sooner or later."

Cheng Xirong went to get the chopsticks and continued eating.Fu Zhou watched for a while, then suddenly asked, "Have you slept with Cheng Xirong?"

A mouthful of saliva was not swallowed well, and Cheng Xirong coughed for a long time due to choking, and tears came out.Fu Zhou watched coldly from the side, his eyes were cold and piercing.

Cheng Xirong took a sip of water, but his throat still felt uncomfortable.He coughed twice again, and asked back: "If I want to say yes, did you kill me on the spot? Kill me?"

Fu Zhou poked his neck: "No."

Cheng Xirong asked curiously, "Then what will you do?"

Fu Zhou didn't respond, looking desperate and depressed.Probably... something will collapse, right?Hidden deep in my heart, something that has always been cherished, has been carefully cared for until now, and has not relaxed for a moment.

If broken...

Cheng Xirong's breathing was a bit stagnant, and his voice lowered and became very soft: "No. Except for Feng Yi, he has never slept with anyone."

Fu Zhou's eyes moved, and he raised his eyelids to look over.

Cheng Xirong thought for a while, and continued: "He is really a hidden old fritter. But the oil is the oil, and some tricks are just to be better and better. Do you understand? Can sell [-] million At the box office, he will use tricks to sell it to [-] million."

This was summed up when Feng Yi and Zhou Sheng chatted.At that time, Feng Yi was his boyfriend, and Zhou Sheng was his boss. I don't know if those two people have begun to have a deeper relationship than normal.

Cheng Xirong admits these evaluations, but he also has a self-identification.

"But for a movie that can sell [-] million yuan, he won't squeeze out the male lead and make it himself." Cheng Xirong sighed, "There is no problem with his character and style. Adults can distinguish boundaries. If you know him well, you should have some confidence in him."

Fu Zhou looked over quietly: "After seeing you, I don't have much confidence."

Cheng Xirong didn't understand: "What are you bothered about? Could I have had anything with him? Besides, no matter what, it's all in the past tense and has nothing to do with you, right?"

To put it bluntly, Feng Yi was the one who was directly affected, no matter whether he kept his body like a jade before or messed around outside.Fu Zhou, as a bystander, as a fan, why are there so many things going on?

He didn't sleep with himself again.

Cheng Xirong wanted to rub his hair, but he thought it was inappropriate to do so at the dinner table, so he had to endure it.He took a sip of plain water and put the cup back heavily: "That's just right, take this opportunity, if you have any questions you want to ask, ask them all at once."

Fu Zhou slightly opened his eyes, a little surprised.Cheng Xirong was always squeezing toothpaste, talking to him when he was in a good mood.Or before and after letting him go to work, take out an unimportant thing and repeat it.Most of the time, Cheng Xirong was unwilling to mention his past affairs to him.

Cheng Xirong: "Don't give me that dead look after asking. I owe you or something? Jealousy is not as annoying as you."

Fu Zhou gritted his teeth and thought for a while, "I have nothing to ask."

Cheng Xirong: "...Why are you so awkward?"

Fu Zhou repeated seriously: "I just have nothing to ask."

Cheng Xirong waved his hand: "It's up to you. If you want to hear it again in the future, I won't talk about it."

Fu Zhou gave a "hmm" and ate with chopsticks.Cheng Xirong patted his hand down: "Wait! The little girl hasn't come yet, let's eat together when she comes down."

"You didn't eat just now?"

"Did I eat? I don't remember, I just drank water."

Fu Zhou: "I'm sure, you ate."

"Why are you such a mother-in-law? So what if you eat it? It will be fine if you don't eat it next time? Don't eat it either."

Fu Zhou: "..."

When Wang Jingxian led Meng Qing back, she saw two men sitting upright with serious faces, and they didn't move except breathing and blinking.Wang Jingxian beckoned them to continue eating, don't be so unfamiliar, Meng Qing had already rushed over and squeezed into the seat next to Fu Zhou.

Meng Qing turned around and said to Cheng Xirong, "Handsome guy, replace it. You go over there."

Comrade Little Tibetan Mastiff really caters to all ages!The little girls in the second grade of junior high school are so enthusiastic, it is really popular.It's time to debut.

Cheng Xirong slandered from the bottom of his heart, his expression remained unchanged, and he stood up cooperatively, ready to sit in another place.Wang Jingxian stretched out her hand and tugged at Meng Qing's ear: "Come here and sit down!"

Meng Qing immediately jumped up and down, making a mess in this corner.

73

The last time Cheng Xirong saw Meng Qing was last fall.Meng Qing had just entered junior high school, and her baby fat hadn't faded off yet, her whole body was milky white and immature, and she still looked like a child.After more than half a year, Meng Qing pulled it out completely, and pulled it up, showing a little delicate and girlish beauty.

Time flies so fast!

Meng Qing had had enough trouble, sat down obediently beside Wang Jingxian, and met Cheng Xirong's gaze while eating snacks: "Why are you staring at me?"

Cheng Xirong didn't change his face: "You are beautiful."

"I also think I'm beautiful." Meng Qing looked pleased, very happy, and continued to eat while shaking his head.Hearing Wang Jingxian chatting with them about Cheng Xirong again, Meng Qing got excited again, and leaned forward on the table: "Are you familiar with Boss Cheng? Oh! I remembered, that 'Nanlu' on the Internet is you? ?? My god mom! Why didn't you say you were having dinner with him!"

Cheng Xirong nodded.

This time Meng Qing wanted to push Fu Zhou away, so he leaned against Cheng Xirong with anticipation and excitement: "I'll just ask a question!"

I had a bad feeling...but it was too late.

Meng Qing asked directly: "Are you Cheng Xirong's child?"

"Xiaoqing! Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Jingxian scolded her quite severely, completely different from the attitude when she pulled her ears before, she was really angry.

This is indeed a very embarrassing question... It can be seen that Wang Jingxian has been avoiding it and deliberately ignoring it.But to be honest, she should also be quite curious.

Cheng Xirong smiled wryly: "It's just right, can you clarify for me? Cheng Xirong and I just have a simple...well, it can be said to be a master-student relationship. I am not his lover, nor his child. It's just that he sponsored A poor student of his, who later became his student. I swear to God, it's absolutely true."

Meng Qing yelled: "I got the first-hand information, right!? Can I ask some more questions?"

"Shut up!" Wang Jingxian pushed her back, let her sit and eat, and continued to chat with Cheng Xirong, "I said he was a master and apprentice, but I never heard that he had you as an apprentice before. It's not that I doubt you, but now A lot of people are interested in this question. You showed up so suddenly."

Cheng Xirong asked, "Then have you heard of his other apprentices?"

Wang Jingxian shook her head.

Cheng Xirong: "I'm not the only one, right? As for me and him... no one really knows about it, and Feng Yi doesn't know either. It's not like hiding it from anyone. I didn't mention it at first, but I got used to it later, and I didn't think about it." Go and explain it to someone. I don’t know what he thinks. I personally don’t want to say it.”

"why?"

"His influence is too great. For example, now, being stared at by so many media, do you think it is a good thing?"

Wang Jingxian said politely, "It's not necessarily a bad thing."

Cheng Xirong shook his head: "I also studied acting, and I can be regarded as a person who has entered the circle. But if I have a work, a good work, the kind that can be produced, I don't mind some exposure. But now I don't care about everything. No, this kind of focus is actually... a kind of firecracker. Do you understand? After the point is over, there will be only a cloud of smoke."

"At your age, you can actually see through this?" Wang Jingxian was surprised again, and she paid more attention to it, "But I heard from Fu Zhou that you are filming now, right?"

"Yes. We plan to compete for the newcomer award for the graduation project of the seniors in the school."

"That award mentioned in the will? Confident?"

Cheng Xirong laughed shyly: "This matter is actually very embarrassing. In terms of quality, I dare say that we are definitely beyond the average level. We have put our heart into the script, director, actors, etc. If we really compare the work , we can definitely win—by ​​strength.”

He and Fu Zhou looked at each other, then turned back and continued: "That's the question just mentioned. How to judge an award will definitely be different if you know a relationship and don't know a relationship. Of course, the judges are all Professional. But it's public opinion that's hard to deal with. Public opinion is terrible, and it can make a bad man's name or destroy an innocent person."

Wang Jingxian also understood what he wanted to express, and her expression instantly became awe-inspiring.The temperament displayed by Cheng Xirong was very different from her previous guess.She thinks this is the kind of young people who are the most popular nowadays. They regard intelligence as capital and impulsiveness as passion. They are not qualitative, and it is difficult to stabilize.

But in fact, this young man has rare wisdom.He knows what he wants and what is holding him back.But he will not be resentful because of this, and there will be no useless complaints.This kind of indifference and determinism is really too rare.

Wang Jingxian pondered for a moment, before opening her mouth, Meng Qing slapped the table beside her to declare justice: "Just look good! Whoever looks good will be rewarded!"

Cheng Xirong smiled, not wanting to disturb adolescent girls with adult rules: "Yes, this is the best."

Fu Zhou asked the waiter to add two desserts, and quietly did the logistics support work.

Wang Jingxian mentioned Xie Zhiying's new play again.Cheng Xirong began to be modest: "I am lucky to be able to participate in that casting. It will probably take a while to start, and I am quite looking forward to it."

Speaking of this, Cheng Xirong's straightforwardness has surprised Wang Jingxian many times.At the beginning, some taboo topics were also picked up. Wang Jingxian let go and asked: "Then, does this casting have anything to do with Cheng Xirong?"

"Casting comes first."

"That is to say, what Xie Zhiying likes is only your acting skills?"

Cheng Xirong was very frank: "It's a bit too hypocritical to say such things now. After all, the real environment is always changing. Who would choose not to eat the food at hand? I don't know much about Director Xie. I also want to use those topics to promote it. After all, it is my first drama, and I also want to get off to a good start. But when it comes to casting, I can tell you with certainty, yes, it is acting.”

Wang Jingxian: "You've made me look forward to it."

Cheng Xirong raised a bright smile: "Just wait! You will understand."

A very pleasant meal.Fu Zhou went to pay the bill silently, but was chased by Meng Qing, and handed over a card first.The cashier waiter hesitated, Fu Zhou frowned, a little unhappy.Meng Qing nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "You can tick the IOU five more times."

She would plan to use her mother's card to pay her own debts.

After paying the bill, Wang Jingxian was talking to Cheng Xirong about the photos: "We do interviews, which are planned and approved in advance. We can't insert them now. I will try my best to find opportunities to report them. For photos, go back and let Fu Zhou will take a picture for you, just pass it on to me."

Cheng Xirong agreed and had no objections.

Meng Qing held Fu Zhou's arm in circles, and it took a long time for Wang Jingxian to slip away.Cheng Xirong looked at Fu Zhou: "Let's go, go home."

74

On the way back, Fu Zhou held the steering wheel and stared at the rear of the car ahead without saying a word.He usually doesn't talk much, and after deliberately keeping quiet, his whole body exudes a sense of isolation.Cheng Xirong was also thinking about his own affairs, pinching his fingers back and forth to ponder.

When I came out of the restaurant, there was not a word of the expected discussion.When he got out of the car, Fu Zhou let out a breath, his eyes were long and deep, and he glanced at Cheng Xirong - he finally realized that something was wrong with Cheng Xirong.

The words got stuck in his throat, Fu Zhou froze in place, stuttered and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xirong turned his head, blinked lightly, and the light in his eyes flowed, and a charm of "charm" and "style" came out from the corners of his eyes.It's just that the taste has changed a bit. Although I know what he wants to express, I can only feel it, horror.

Fu Zhou sized him up from head to toe, turned his eyes around his legs, and asked in surprise, "Are you imitating Wang Jingxian? Or Meng Qing?"

Cheng Xirong's eyes lit up, and the deliberate restraint in his eyes disappeared, and his whole body opened up, and he returned to normal in an instant: "I can see it? Is it very close?"

Fu Zhou was speechless.

Cheng Xirong realized that he was acting again, and felt helpless: "This is too difficult, much more difficult than acting as an old man. I can imagine myself at the age of 80, but I can't be myself at all. It's a woman!"

"Then what else do you imitate?"

Cheng Xirong pressed the elevator and took a deep breath: "It's time to film the role of the nurse, I have to find the state!"

"But this is not a way to find status. You can only imitate to the surface. If you think about it carefully, what is the effect of this method."

comedy……

Cheng Xirong scratched his hair, feeling a bit like a 19-year-old boy, and seemed kind and gentle in his confusion: "Then what should I do? I never thought about it, and there are still roles I can't take down. It really caught me off guard. !"

Fu Zhou: "..." I've never seen anyone praise me like this, my attitude is so good.

Cheng Xirong turned to look at him: "According to the floor——Director Fu, do you have any good method?"

Both of them waited for the other to press the elevator, but it turned out that Cheng Xirong was so used to being an uncle that he didn't even want to lift his hand.Sometimes Fu Zhou would have false fantasies. If he were with Cheng Xirong, would he obey what he said?

Probably not.

If it were any other person, I wouldn't follow him like this.Then why did you follow the brat in front of you?

Because he carried Cheng Xirong's past on his back?Scarce and irretrievable, it is even more precious than before.Or is it because he is too righteous, yet so weak, terribly contradictory, and there is an air of irresistibility in every gesture?

Fu Zhou pressed the floor button, but didn't understand it for a while.Cheng Xirong poked him beside him, and then asked another question.Fu Zhou came back to his senses: "What?"

"Director Fu, do you have any good solutions?"

Fu Zhou responded casually: "It's simple, just experience the mentality of a woman."

Cheng Xirong had a dark face: "Dare to ask Director Fu, can you give me a try?"

Fu Zhou shook his head seriously: "I can't. Your words..."

Cheng Xirong raised his eyebrows.

Fu Zhou changed his words: "It's not about you girls."

Cheng Xirong: "..." Bang Chui, it's better not to explain!

The two entered the house, facing the empty living room, hesitated for half a second before walking in.Fu Zhou thought, the warmth of the so-called "home" is not necessary, such a large place can be used as a studio, and there is no need to borrow other people's space when rushing to work.Cheng Xirong was thinking, the good furniture in the new house is so cheap for Feng Yi?

Cheng Xirong patted Fu Zhou's chest: "Wait, I'll get you a sofa."

Fu Zhou knew the thousands of dollars in his hand, and he didn't care when he was talking empty words.Cheng Xirong got excited, and gestured to him dancing and dancing: "The sofa is dark brown. Anyway, you don't have any decoration here, and you don't have any style to talk about."

Fu Zhou walked directly towards the bathroom, and said perfunctorily, "Thank you in advance."

Cheng Xirong dragged him back: "Speaking is enough? You come back first, seriously, it's time for the boss to test your basic qualities. In such a situation, how do you inspire the actors?"

"Little boss?" He was silent, so he knew everything.Then he should also know that this title will drive Cheng Xirong crazy, and he said it on purpose, with a trace of listless eyes hidden in his serious expression.

Now is not the time to argue with him about this problem. Cheng Xirong took a deep breath and said to provoke him: "Now I give you a chance. This is a problem that has not been solved for many years. I have studied acting for so long, and I heard so much. Many skills, it will not work on this road.”

It means that Cheng Xirong's skills and experience can't save this vacancy, and now give him a chance to fill the vacancy.

One can imagine the degree of obsession to secretly collect second-hand items.It's just that Fu Zhou usually behaves too indifferently, always calm and cold, with no emotional ups and downs, as if he doesn't care that much.But inside, there was always something childish about his paranoia.

The same is true of comparison.Not only paranoid, but also somewhat rebellious.

Fu Zhou's expression sank in an instant, and his brows frowned slightly: "Cheng Xirong has never acted as a woman."

"company request."

When he was young, the company gave him a packaging position, and he could play freely within this range, so he became a handsome boy.It's okay to wear women's clothes, that's fun.But really playing a woman, this bad image, can't do it.

When he comes up, he will be able to speak, and he will be very old.At this time, I have more worries. The image is definitely not as good-looking as it was in the milky white period, and I don't want to use this name to stir up popularity.

He has acted in plays for so many years and has challenged enough roles, but there is really a vacancy in this part.He chatted with Feng Yi last year and mentioned this matter.Feng Yi couldn't understand his regret, so he thought about it and suggested that he try drama.

Also did not have time.

Fu Zhou chuckled: "So you want to open your own studio and be the boss? There are no requirements."

"Yes. I can make a decision and make the result meet my expectations."

Fu Zhou searched the film racks for a long time, and asked Cheng Xirong to follow him into the screening room.When Fu Zhou went to put the discs on, Cheng Xirong glanced at them and saw that the stack was full of ancient romantic dramas, mostly from a female perspective.

Looking for a feeling?It's a common method, and it works.

Cheng Xirong sat down on the sofa, and Fu Zhou conveniently stuffed him with a pillow.Cheng Xirong looked disgusted: "It's so hot, take it away."

Fu Zhou forced it to him, got up and turned down the temperature of the air conditioner.The lights were also dimmed, and the room was full of beauty.Cheng Xirong stared at the blond female lead to study, and when she saw her dancing with the male lead, Fu Zhou suddenly approached, took Cheng Xirong's hand, and wanted to lead him to stand up.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Guessed him wrong.

75

Cheng Xirong wasn't prepared at all, Fu Zhou staggered so suddenly that he came to his senses.He didn't let himself watch a movie to solve it, he wanted to give himself a scenario simulation.But what's the difference between this and imitating detailed movements?No matter how good the atmosphere of the movie is, there is no way to overcome gender.

Being taken a step further, Cheng Xirong wanted to resist: "You—"

"Shh..."

The words were blocked back.Cheng Xirong raised his head, Fu Zhou was very close to him, and there was a faint smile flickering in his downcast eyes.Very soft, rare to see.

Cheng Xirong thought, forget it, let him toss and see what he can do.

Then, Cheng Xirong stepped on Fu Zhou's foot, firmly and firmly.Cheng Xirong frantically adjusted his posture: "You do the women's step!"

It's not that he doesn't know how to dance women's steps. He used to play around with Feng Yi at home, and tried several times.But unskilled.They were two big men, and neither of them thought about learning how to walk carefully. Anyway, they would go to the bedroom or to the wine kitchen in a short time.

Fu Zhou didn't speak, the hand on Cheng Xirong's waist suddenly tightened.Cheng Xirong was forced to take a small step forward, and his whole body was pressed against Fu Zhou's chest.The music in the movie was still going on, and the heroine chuckled and murmured two words in a low voice.With Cheng Xirong's English level as an interpreter for Feng Yi, he couldn't understand what he said.

Cheng Xirong wanted to turn his head to look at the subtitles, but just turned his neck when Fu Zhou came over unexpectedly, and his hot breath sprayed on the softest part of his neck.Cheng Xirong shuddered and froze in place.

This guy, is this going to make a mistake?

Cheng Xirong's reason is still there, knowing Fu Zhou's intentions, he also understands that the so-called lingering is an illusion.This is the artistic conception he gave himself, trying to let himself sink down, and then forget himself.Perhaps this is quite useful for a 19-year-old boy.There are music, beautiful men, hugs, close body temperature, and twisted breaths.

The atmosphere is just right.Cheng Xirong was guarding against stepping on the opponent's foot again, while thinking, if he met Fu Zhou at this moment when he was 19 years old, would he be shaken?

At a young and ignorant age, under an unstable mood, Huahua World is too prosperous, suddenly receiving such a gentle but domineering hug, will you feel charming?

Probably will.

There is no way to verify this, after all, I am not 19 years old now.

Cheng Xirong was in a daze, unable to remember what he was doing when he was this age. At the age of 19, he is still greedy for playfulness and food.He is full of energy, and refuses to rest after the play, thinking about having fun.The most, let's eat.Supper, extra meals, sleepy when full, take a bath and go to sleep.

When I get old, I can't eat anymore.If you add a meal at night, you will have a stomachache when you sleep. There is no way to compare a 37-year-old body with a 19-year-old body.

19 years old...

Cheng Xirong suddenly raised his head: "Go out and have some skewers!"

Fu Zhou laughed helplessly: "You still eat little at night?"

"Where is the kebab filling the stomach? Drinking, talking about mountains and so on. It's much more interesting than dancing!"

"Can you drink?"

Can't... Besides, what's there to talk about with such a boring gourd like Fu Zhou?It is also about sitting silently, staying silent for a while, and then coming back.It's kind of boring when you think about it that way.

Cheng Xirong's interest subsided, the boy's dream disappeared, and he calmed down.When the mind is calm, the surrounding voices can easily enter the mind.He was hit by a certain note in the movie, his whole body trembled, and the hair on the back of his head exploded.

Not scary.It is a certain point among the many voices, just right to poke yourself, right in the heart.Fu Zhou led him around in a circle, and the big screen behind him suddenly appeared in sight. In the bright and spacious hall, the hero and heroine hid in a dark corner, away from those unrelated people, and looked at each other.

The eyes in the movie are too affectionate, there is a smile and joy hidden between the eyebrows, secretly, so that no one will find out.The woman's mouth was slightly opened, revealing some white teeth, and she glanced slyly out of the camera.

She doesn't want people to find her, with concealment and hiding.But her happiness is too strong, it overflows, she wants to tell the world, she wants to shout, she wants to laugh out loud.

contradiction.But the mood is easy to understand.

Cheng Xirong looked up, and Fu Zhou looked down.The light came through behind him, so bright that he couldn't make out his expression.Cheng Xirong couldn't help lowering his voice and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Fu Zhou exhaled lightly, and his voice was low: "What about you?"

I wonder how long this crappy dance will last, when the so-called "feeling" will be found.Think about the next role, think about the road you are walking, think about a lot of complicated things, messy.But it has nothing to do with the scene in front of me.

Fu Zhou didn't wait for a response, and sighed helplessly: "You are too inattentive."

Cheng Xirong was even more helpless: "It's not my fault that I can't get into the show, right?"

After thinking for a while, Fu Zhou simply stopped and pulled Cheng Xirong to sit back where he was.Cheng Xirong watched him change the disc, raised his feet and asked, "You don't want to try it anymore? What else can I do?"

Fu Zhou didn't speak, he finished the disc with a dull head, and sat down on the carpet at Cheng Xirong's feet when he came back.

It's still a romance film, not as gorgeous and bright as the previous one, but more realistic and heavy.The heroine and the heroine are a couple, they are getting divorced, they hurt each other with the worst words, and then turn around and suffer.

When they decide to be together, they must be in love.Both believe in each other, believe in the future even more, and think that they can go on.The reason to separate is because I have no confidence in the future, the road ahead is bleak, and I don't know how to go.

But love will not change.The person I loved at first is still the biggest concern in my heart.Reluctant to let go.

The atmosphere is a bit depressing.Cheng Xirong's mood sank after watching it, and he stood up and said, "Okay, I won't watch it."

He's going back to sleep.Fu Zhou raised his hand and pulled him, very lightly and quickly, as soon as he touched his wrist, he immediately retracted it.Cheng Xirong seemed to have been scalded, his arms retracted, and he hid behind his back.

Awkward……

Cheng Xirong hurried back to the bedroom, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.Sleeping until he was drowsy, he felt a big stove sticking to him. He tried to push it, but it didn't work.I felt that it was quite comfortable to stick to it, so I rubbed it forward and continued to sleep.

When dawn dawned, Cheng Xirong opened his eyes and froze for a moment.

Fu Zhou was right in front of his eyes.

I used to sleep like this before, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a mess of long hair.However, the double bed is so spacious, there is always a distance between two people.not like today -

I was completely surrounded by that man...

76

Su Minglin met Cheng Xirong downstairs in the hospital, swallowed the boiled egg in one gulp, and said hello: "Where's brother? Didn't I send you off?"

The corner of Cheng Xirong's mouth twitched: "Don't mention him to me!"

Su Minglin looked around curiously, but he didn't see the car, so he asked strangely: "What's the matter? Did you quarrel? We had a quarrel this early in the morning. You two have a really rich life!"

Cheng Xirong glanced over quietly.Su Minglin looked like he was choking on the egg, turned his head silently, and stopped talking.

Cheng Zi rushed over from behind, squeezed between the two of them, said hello, and went to grab the buns from Su Minglin's hand: "Give me one! I got up late, and I didn't even have time to buy food."

Cheng Xirong put away the anger in the morning, suppressed his temper to look normal, and asked, "You all live in school?"

Cheng Zi waved his hand: "I don't. I rented a house outside the school with a few friends."

"Why don't you stay at school?"

"The dormitory is too hot! There is no air conditioner, it's too hard. It's also convenient to rent an apartment by yourself, and no one reads after filming."

Cheng Xirong thought about the thousands of dollars in his pocket, but before he could settle the account, he said quickly, "During the filming period, you can ask Fu... I will reimburse you for transportation and meals."

Chengzi was pleasantly surprised: "Welfare is so good! Even the traffic is under control? Then don't I have to squeeze the subway tomorrow?"

What Su Minglin thought was: "It seems that there is a real quarrel, and this kind of thing is usually left to the handyman, Senior Brother, to do it!"

When going upstairs, Cheng Xirong walked in front, and Su Minglin bumped into Chengzi's shoulder, motioning her to look ahead.Cheng Zi understood immediately, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Su Minglin: "I guess I'm in a bad mood today, so don't provoke him."

Cheng Zi was surprised: "I never provoked him!"

Who is calling "Little Boss" so diligently?In the past, the person on the front always held the posture, and generally seldom cares about the people around him.That is to say, when Cheng Zi calls "Little Boss", he gets crazy and can't suppress his temper.

Su Minglin clicked until he stopped: "Anyway, just watch and go up and talk to them."

Cheng Zi complied, turned another corner, and asked curiously, "Brother Lin, are you afraid of him?"

I'm afraid... I can't even talk about it.However, Su Minglin also discovered that his attitude towards this elementary school boy was a little different from that of other people.The quarrel between classmates and good brothers will never work in front of him, even if it is shoulder-to-shoulder with Cheng Zi, it is impossible to be so familiar with this elementary school boy.

It's also kind of weird.Su Minglin felt that he was good at things, and interacting with people was quite simple.As a result, when I came to him, I restrained everything, and had no idea of ​​​​playing at all.

Su Minglin thought about his mentality: "No. Don't you think this guy is a bit weird?"

Cheng Zi tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's a bit strange. Look at the people in our previous generations, who can act so well like him?"

Su Minglin: "...It's not about acting skills. No, acting skills are one aspect. Don't you think his aura is a bit, um... overpowering. It's not like someone at this age."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Xirong looked back.Cheng Zi's eyeballs rolled around, slipped out of his sight without a trace, and rushed to grab Su Minglin's buns again.

Cheng Xirong laughed secretly, and went straight up without probing them.Chengzi is a girl who reacts quickly and has a good attitude. There is no embarrassment or embarrassment in being caught.This is a very important quality in improvisation.Can meet but not ask for.

It's a rare seedling.

Upstairs in the ward, several young people got together to prepare, and a young man asked first: "Brother Lin! How are you shooting today? According to the progress or..."

Halfway through the speech, the young man sneaked a glance at Cheng Xirong, with an obvious meaning: Cheng Xirong delayed the progress yesterday, and maybe he will delay it even more today.Su Minglin was also a little embarrassed.During the previous role audition, Cheng Xirong was in a particularly good state.It's the same when taking makeup, counting the photos of this nurse is the most effective.

As a result, as soon as the filming started, the most anticipated actors and characters stopped working.

You can't blame the actors either.The image of a nurse is the most contrasting, with obvious characteristics, and is easy to shape in terms of image.Static is a momentary thing, and it can be assisted in terms of lens light perception and so on.

But it is indeed difficult to form a coherent expression when moving.

Although being stuck wasted time, this was something that the crew didn't want to see.But Su Minglin actually felt a little relaxed, feeling a little lighthearted.

This little boy is not omnipotent.There are also roles that he can't chew.There are also flaws in his momentum, as a director, he will not be crushed to death by him.

Su Minglin told them to prepare first, then turned around and asked Cheng Xirong, "Let's play the show."

Cheng Xirong took a deep breath and nodded.He didn't know what to do in his heart, he was still in a state of chaos, and he didn't know what the next scene would be like.This is rarely the case.As the filming was approaching, he was still in a daze, unable to predict whether it would be good or bad.

But it is inevitable to think about what happened last night.Dance, cuddle, and... sleep in the same bed.

Before last night, he and Fu Zhou slept in the same bed.It became a boundary overnight, and the taste became different.Cheng Xirong didn't want to admit that in Fu Zhou's arms, he slept the most peacefully in so many days.

I didn't even dream, but it seemed to be wrapped in the ocean.The water waves are gentle, swaying back and forth, returning to the most primitive peace of mind.

Definitely no extra thoughts.It's just that after wandering around for so many days, suddenly being treated with such tenderness, a sense of cowardice arose.Humans are animals that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. If there is a place for oneself to hide, why do you have to go out in the rain?

This mentality is completely inconsistent with Cheng Xirong's habits.So much so that when he woke up, he was frightened by the thought that flashed by him, and then he beat Fu Zhou up.

He slammed the door and went out.Fu Zhou clutched his stomach, thinking that he was angry because he was taken advantage of, so he became angry from embarrassment.

Between men, it doesn't matter if they hug each other, whoever takes advantage of whom is certain.I got a human-shaped pillow for nothing, and slept comfortably for a night, no matter how I looked at it, I didn't suffer.Crowded in the morning rush hour subway, Cheng Xirong thought, isn't he stronger when he encounters the strong?How did it become like this at this moment?

Is it limited by physiology?Is this Pan Nanxing too weak?

Unsolved mystery.

The foundation of the day was laid in the early morning, and Cheng Xirong started filming amidst this self-doubt, and the emotions naturally continued.Su Minglin was right, he walked up to Chengzi and lowered his eyelids slightly.

"It's going to be rounds soon, put away the things on your bed."

Cheng Zi raised his eyes, facing Cheng Xirong and raised his eyelids at the same time.Two hesitant eyes collided in mid-air, Cheng Zi lowered his head slowly, and Cheng Xirong quickly glanced to the other side.

Su Minglin watched from the side, amazed in his heart, and held his breath, fearing that it would affect the atmosphere of the scene.

77

This game actually went smoothly!There is a small flaw, and it will be more complete after a few more passes, and the lens retouching can make up for this flaw.This completely exceeded Su Minglin's expectations.

Cheng Xirong himself was a little surprised.He has no direction, and he doesn't know how to adapt, so let's go with the waves, when he sees oranges, he just wants to dodge.

Then it's right.That's the feeling.Nurse Xiao Yan is silent and gloomy, she doesn't talk much, but she has a lot of inner drama.She is the epitome of inferiority complex, and at the extreme it becomes a kind of crazy jealousy.Incompetence, powerlessness, hidden in the moss in the corner, is the real weakness.

The same image of silence, Xiao Yan is completely different from No. [-] bed.Bed No. [-] is a self-satisfaction, it just closes itself, and the outside world has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to pay attention at all.His heart is also very simple, just one thought: I don't want to live, I want to die, and I want to achieve this goal.

But Xiao Yan is in an outgoing state.She is most interested in people, with a sullen face and closed mouth, and loves to listen to all kinds of gossip.Whether it has anything to do with her or not.

She has no kindness in her heart, and she hopes that everyone will be inferior to her.It's hard to be honest with this kind of character, he doesn't like to make eye contact with people, and he can't help avoiding them when they look at each other.

As for the heroine A Xing, she was just admitted to the hospital, and she is the next target for her to vent her emotions.She felt that she was superior to A Xing, and she could sympathize with A Xing as a healthy person.But she couldn't help her jealousy, and even in patients who were temporarily down, she could find a quality or two that she didn't have.

The initial jealousy was groundless, purely for jealousy's sake.At this time, Xiao Yan was still restrained, her emotions were not obvious, she just spoke sarcasticly, without any warmth.In the mid-term, the male lead doctor showed concern and concern for A Xing, and finally found a basis for Xiao Yan's jealousy.

She was jealous of the male lead's kindness to Ah Xing, and worried that her true thoughts would be discovered by the male lead, causing annoyance.She is always in this contradiction, controlled by her own emotions, weak and incompetent.

Cheng Xirong suddenly found this feeling.For a girl in her 20s, the mentality she should have, her behavior derived from this mental state, her facial expressions, everything about her became clear.

This day's drama went very smoothly, Su Minglin was in a good mood, and announced that the start of work would be postponed for half an hour the next day.When work was over, Cheng Zi followed up with Cheng Xirong and bought popsicles for him to eat.Cheng Xirong thought it was funny, took the popsicles and walked to the subway station, asking, "Anyone else invite the boss to eat ice cream?"

Cheng Zi also opened a yogurt ice cream: "Why not? Otherwise, what are you doing as a gift through the back door?"

Cheng Xirong didn't start, he took a corner of the packaging bag and shook it in front of Cheng Zi: "Then what back door do you want to go through?"

Cheng Zi chuckled: "Do you accept apprentices?"

Cheng Xirong paused, almost choking on his own saliva: "What?"

Cheng Zi repeated solemnly: "Accept me as an apprentice! Those of you are acting skills, teach me."

Cheng Xirong laughed,