Perfect Two

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Cheng Xirong rubbed his hair, his expression turned cold, gloomy, and his interest was low.Feng Yi's drunkenness subsided, making Cheng Xirong look pale with threats and intimidation.

There seemed to be someone arguing outside, they tugged a few times for a short while, and then disappeared with the sound of closing the door.

Cheng Xirong let out a breath: "Okay, I won't play around with you anymore. I want money."

Feng Yi didn't expect to hear such words at all, and he didn't react for a long time: "What?"

Cheng Xirong repeated: "I need money."

"What do you want the money for?"

Cheng Xirong twirled his fingers for a moment, then stopped completely at this moment.He weighed it and said honestly: "I want to shoot those scripts."

"The ones left by the will?"

Cheng Xirong acquiesced.

Feng Yi sat forward and leaned forward before his back stretched into a line: "I can help you take pictures."

Cheng Xirong glanced at him indifferently: "Then why didn't he just leave it to you?"

Feng Yi stopped talking.This is a lore, and it has always been a knot in his heart, which has not been untied for so many days.It is estimated that it will not be solved for a long time.He went to pick out his pocket, found something empty, and opened the cigarettes on the table.

Cheng Xirong continued: "What he left to me, I will shoot. This is his last wish."

Feng Yi opened another box of matches, tilted his head and lit a cigarette, and laughed at himself: "It's still hard for me to accept that my name is not even mentioned in his will. I don't care about the money, the houses, anyway. I have it too. But he would rather throw the money away and donate it, but he didn’t give it to me.”

How could you still say such a thing?Do you really think no one knows what he did?

The evil fire in Cheng Xirong's heart surged up, and he sneered and asked: "Why? Don't you know? Do you need me to tell you?"

Feng Yi had an unpredictable expression on his face, but the fingers holding the cigarette trembled a little.He stabilized for a long time before opening his mouth: "What else is in the safe?"

"Do you think I will speak out now? I also tell you clearly that this is the bottom line of my threat to you, and you can think whatever you want."

Feng Yi flicked the ash to the ground: "I see."

After the silence, Feng Yi simply pressed the cigarette on the carpet and stood up: "Let me think about it. You can rest."

The so-called "think", what else can you think of?He had no other options and was limited from the start.He can only follow the path he has set for him.

Because he has fear in his heart.

When Cheng Xirong arrived on the set the next day, Feng Yi was talking to the set manager from the previous night.The field manager took a piece of paper to write down something, confirmed it with Feng Yi, and then left.Cheng Xirong withdrew his gaze, and as soon as he turned around, he met He Yiming's eyes and stared straight at him.

Cheng Xirong frowned, and walked in another direction, unexpectedly He Yiming followed.The people around avoided for a while, gave way to the road, and looked at the two of them quietly.

He Yiming: "What are you hiding! Don't go! I have something to ask you!"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

I really don't understand what boys of this age are thinking!Shouldn't it be because the enemy was so jealous when they met yesterday?It was because he was afraid that he would have such thoughts, and Cheng Xirong didn't want to have any conflicts with him, so he wanted to avoid it.What is he still chasing after?

Seeing that He Yiming's movements became more and more serious, Cheng Xirong turned around and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me."

He Yiming wanted to pull Cheng Xirong's hand, but met Cheng Xirong's staring gaze, and abruptly withdrew his hand: "Come here, I'll ask something."

"Ask here."

He Yiming looked around, and the people around immediately looked at their noses, noses, and hearts, and their ears were stunned.He Yiming was a little anxious: "There are so many people, why ask! Come with me!"

Cheng Xirong stood still, crossed his chest and looked over: "Just ask in front of people. Anyway, I may not be able to answer you."

The two were still fighting each other, Feng Yi heard the sound, put his hand on He Yiming's shoulder, and pulled him to his side indiscriminately: "What's wrong?"

He Yiming's face flushed immediately, and he squeezed out aggrievedly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Finished talking and left.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

He Yiming walked halfway, and secretly looked back.It happened to be caught by Feng Yi, and he immediately turned back, walking on the same hands and feet, almost tripping himself.

Did Feng Yi take care of He Yiming?According to He Yiming's personality, it is so rare that there are still people who are afraid.Feng Yi is now good at educating children.In the past, he was always the kind of person who didn't put on airs at all and let Xiao Xianrou make noise around him.

Feng Yi looked away, and asked Cheng Xirong, "Is he embarrassing you again?"

If you say it's difficult...that's not too much.Anyway, Cheng Xirong didn't lose the wind from the beginning. It seems that He Yiming is arrogant, and he suffers from being dumb.Cheng Xirong relied on this disadvantage of appearance to make people think he was being bullied.

Cheng Xirong replied casually, "No."

Feng Yi: "Tell me something, don't bear it—you won't bear it either. Your temper...I've seen it before."

Cheng Xirong squinted at him, meaning: Just as long as you know, don't provoke me again.

Feng Yi: "I thought about what you said last night. I can give you money, but not for nothing."

Cheng Xirong immediately interrupted him: "I don't accept the conditions."

Before the two of them finished speaking, Xie Zhiying looked for Cheng Xirong everywhere, and the stylist also came to pull Feng Yi.That's the end of the topic.

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On the first day, it was time to set up a makeup photo, and Cheng Xirong was still worried about the script, but it was not easy to remind her of her current status.Xie Zhiying cares more than him, and between taking makeup photos, he will find someone to chat with.

Cheng Xirong was being teased, and his heart felt impatient.What's the use of just chatting?No need to memorize lines?Doesn't it take time to remember?Do we all have to sing digital songs?

The makeup artist gave instructions: "Don't frown! Come on, look down, and close your eyes."

The makeup artist shaved his eye sockets and roots, pinched his chin and looked at him for a long time after smudging: "You are very suitable for this makeup! The nose is quite straight, and the eyes are just right if they are darker."

Cheng Xirong glanced into the mirror, and the person inside immediately showed the visual effect of "profound facial features".Pan Nanxing's appearance is too natural, fair and clean, with a small face and big eyes, and the whole person has a feeling of "seeing through at a glance".After repairing the eye sockets, it becomes more three-dimensional.

It does look a little heavy on makeup though.It's just right for the photoshoot, but it's not suitable for ordinary times.

The make-up artist asked him to stretch his mouth, and he tried several colors of lipstick but was not satisfied.Cheng Xirong was a little annoyed by the tidying up, and wanted to get rid of it.Since he was in his early thirties, he has been stereotyped as a tough man, playing the inner game, and rarely adding those fancy things on the outside.When filming, it’s more about drawing eyebrows, and then doing special effects makeup according to the character’s personality.Most of them are rough men who have been ravaged by wind and sand.

Lipsticks are sticky and greasy, that is, those on Feng Yi's mouth that he can temporarily accept.

My thoughts are not controlled by anxiety, and I can't help but think of what happened before.I've finished filming Feng Yi over there.Xie Zhiying watched the film, turned to look for Cheng Xirong, and became anxious after seeing it: "It's not finished yet?"

The makeup artist was also helpless: "His lip color is too difficult."

Xie Zhiying glanced at Cheng Xirong, and the two looked at each other through the mirror for a while, then silently looked away.The makeup artist didn't know, the two of them knew each other clearly.Cheng Xirong's unsightly lip color is due to a bad heart, so he directly expressed it to the outside.

This can't be said.Xie Zhiying also understood the reason why Cheng Xirong was worried about this question.Right now, Xie Zhiying is still thinking about it, so he naturally wants to hide it for Cheng Xirong.

Xie Zhiying withdrew his gaze: "Then you guys try first—shoot He Yiming first."

The crew has limited makeup artists, and the leading actors are in the front row.The assistant is playing next to him, learning some skills by the way, and then practicing with supporting roles.I simply have to clean up those extras first, and then give the make-up artist a makeover when they are free.If you don't have time, then shoot like this.This is also the daily life of the crew. Cheng Xirong has watched it too much, so he is not surprised.

He Yiming couldn't do it anymore.He has only made small short films before, and the scale and rules cannot be compared with the regular crew.When I actually entered the group, I didn't express all kinds of emotions, and I was tidied up first, so I didn't dare to express any emotions.

Xie Zhiying asked him to take a picture, and he ran over erratically, and the clothing team shouted from behind: "What are you running! The clothes haven't been finished yet!"

The scene was messy and not organized. The busy people were very busy, and the idle people were in a daze.If you are not used to this rhythm, you will feel disordered and chaotic.

He Yiming glanced back, and went back obediently, waiting for the clothing team to tidy up the lines on his clothes.When he stood there with his arms spread, he looked back at Cheng Xirong, wondering why he was so calm as he was also a newcomer?

from a school.In terms of experience, Cheng Xirong is far inferior to himself.Why is his aura so strong?Not only that, why does everyone have to cover him?Boss Zhou clearly promised that Xingchen will push herself hard and give herself various green lights.But when he met Cheng Xirong, everything changed.

Brother Yi said that there are two people in this group who must not be provoked, one is Xie Zhiying, and the other is Cheng Xirong.It doesn't matter even if you want to spoil in front of Brother Yi, but don't make trouble in front of Cheng Xirong.Otherwise, the contract with Xingchen would really have to be reconsidered.

Why?Is it because he has the name "Cheng Xirong" behind him?It's just a name, what's the use?Is it worth it for Boss Zhou to look at his face?

Not fair!angry!But there is nothing to do!

Cheng Xirong was almost at the limit, and he noticed a gaze behind him, and looked in the mirror.He Yiming was being turned over, pushed and turned 360 degrees on the spot.The glued sight was broken, and he took it back reluctantly.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

What is wrong with this child?

Cheng Xirong also retracted his gaze and let out a breath: "That's the one just now, I think it's pretty good."

Before the makeup artist could speak, Feng Yi had already walked into the range reflected by the mirror.He played a rigid and silent teacher in the play, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed square-rimmed glasses and always wearing a suit and leather shoes.Typical gentle scum.

But he really chose this role very well, the look is enough for a bunch of little girls to cover their hearts and lick the screen, and if they are a little more gloomy, fans will be able to praise his acting skills.Now is also the critical period of his transformation. With the incident of "accidental death of his partner", he can abandon the image of a gentle and contemptuous gentleman in the past.

People who are too positive in the sun are attractive, but the film and television image is one-sided.Appropriately adding a few innocuous negative factors will immediately have a different effect.Now that idols are becoming civilians, the closer they are to ordinary people, the more fans like them.

They are all counting, and no one will make a bad deal.

Cheng Xirong closed his eyes and stopped looking in the mirror.Feng Yi walked behind the makeup artist and stood silently without saying much.The atmosphere in this corner immediately became stalemate, very tense.The makeup artist looked at Feng Yi blankly, and simply covered Cheng Xirong's lips with foundation.

Feng Yi didn't move until the makeup artist finished his makeup and asked the costume team to bring his clothes.Cheng Xirong took a school uniform-like short-sleeved trousers and glanced at Feng Yi: "Do you want to continue watching?"

Feng Yi shrugged: "What's the matter? It's not like I haven't seen it."

Cheng Xirong sneered, "You're quite calm."

Feng Yi put on a senior attitude and carefully taught: "You have to get used to it. The crew is like this. If you are in a hurry, actresses have to change clothes in public, let alone you are a man."

"You ask Wu Yanshu to change clothes in public?"

Feng Yi rubbed his nose: "Wu Yanshu is willing to take on the scene, will there not be a separate dressing room? When you reach her level, you don't have to be afraid of people coming to see you."

Cheng Xirong looked around, it was a large classroom turned into a workshop, and there were people in every corner.It was hot enough, with so many people crowded together, the air was stale and smelly, and the air conditioning didn't do much.Several staff members have already lifted up their clothes to cool off.

Actresses may go to the bathroom to change clothes, and men run out again, which is too hypocritical.

Cheng Xirong called Feng Yi: "Come here."

Feng Yi was still waiting for him to drive him away, when he heard this, he asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

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Feng Yi flinched back a bit, and looked at Cheng Xirong defensively: "You don't have any tricks, do you?"

Cheng Xirong had no choice but to say, "In the crowd, with so many people around, what can I do to you?"

Feng Yi thought for a while, then simply took a step back: "I don't believe it..."

Don't blame him for being paranoid.Xiao Nanlu is synonymous with "difficult" in his concept. He has a lot of ideas and troubles, and he doesn't like self-digestion.Feng Yi probably hasn't met a kid like Xiao Nanlu for a while, he is arrogant and arrogant, he will investigate every case, and he has no sense of seniority.

Ever since Cheng Xirong left Xingchen, who did Feng Yi meet who didn't hold him to the front and look up at him?Not to mention those children who are new to the industry, they all have to be obediently juniors when they come to him.

Nanlu's kind... was really taught by Cheng Xirong, and the way he behaves can only be worse.Eight points after learning Cheng Xirong's tricks, and adding three to five points for arrogance, already exceeded the standard value.Feng Yi really couldn't just listen to what he said.

Cheng Xirong: "...Come here and block me! I want to change my clothes."

"It's not a big deal to change clothes, do you still need to block?" Feng Yi didn't believe what Cheng Xirong said, "If you're really embarrassed, go to the bathroom."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Cheng Xirong was impatient at first, but he became even more irritable before he could say anything in three sentences, "Why are you so cowardly?"

Cheng Xirong, holding his school uniform and shirt, stood there looking at Feng Yi, and stopped talking.After putting on makeup, the person looks deep, and there are clusters of small flames in the eyes, which are jumping and burning, which cannot be extinguished, not vigorous, but very tenacious.

Feng Yi took a step forward in a strange way, uncontrollably thinking about the past.When he first met Cheng Xirong, he felt that there was fire in that person, which was a symbol of passion and motivation. Whenever he saw him, he always looked full of energy.

At the very beginning, Feng Yi didn't like Cheng Xirong like that.He went to work from nine to five, and after get off work, he went to nine to sing to earn rent, and his life couldn't be described as exciting.Every day is this kind of trajectory, repeating it, that is, occasionally getting the signature of a celebrity secretly, it is a strange color in the ordinary.

Feng Yi has always thought that when he saves enough money, he will buy a small two-bedroom apartment in this city.At that time, ask the eldest sister in the company to introduce a girlfriend, the two will get married and have children, and then bring their parents to this city.As for your girlfriend, you don't have to be too pretty, just be obedient, and it's better to be weak.

I kept thinking this way, but in the end I was caught by someone.Cheng Xirong completely deviates from his fantasy about the future, no matter on the surface or fundamentally, it is not what he wants at all.

Gender mismatch, personality mismatch.Even life has changed a lot.Actors can't pay attention to "stability" at all, and the time they can be together is too limited, so that when they rarely meet, Cheng Xirong is fierce and active with excess enthusiasm.

Feng Yi doesn't like this kind of life.He just wants to have a stable job and stay at home in his spare time, whether it is raising cats or dogs, growing chrysanthemums or succulents.He didn't want to go surfing at all, he didn't like skiing, he was afraid of bungee jumping, and he hated climbing mountains.

Unfortunately, this is what Cheng Xirong likes.Cheng Xirong is always full of passion. When he came to invite him, there was a small fire in his eyes that would never go out.

Being stared at by this kid is exactly the same as it was many years ago.Feng Yi knew that Cheng Xirong was gone, disappeared from this world, and could never be seen again.However, there was a person who was so similar to him standing in front of him, all the expressions and emotions in his heart seemed to bring Cheng Xirong back.

Any other reason for refusal?

The color makes the mind faint.Corresponding to "color" is another indescribable impulse.Feng Yi took two steps forward, stood in front of Cheng Xirong, and looked down at the child in front of him.

Cheng Xirong supported Feng Yi's arms, adjusted the angle slightly, and then stepped back a little in front of the dressing table, and took off his shirt.Feng Yi moved his eyes away following his movements, looked down from the turned over T-shirt, and when his eyes touched the scar on his chest, he instantly understood what he meant.

The kid is very cautious, afraid that people will see the surgical scars on his body.There is a mirror standing by the wall, facing the wall has the same effect as facing the wall, it is not guaranteed that anyone in this room will catch a glimpse.

Feng Yi was helpless: "This is really not a long-term thing. Why don't you admit it openly now, no one wants to get sick, but you can't control it yourself. Now it doesn't affect you, can't it?"

Cheng Xirong pulled off his clothes to reveal his head, and raised his eyes to look up at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi paused: "You won't be...you still have a big influence now?"

There is no big problem right now.But this heart is an uncertain time bomb, and it is uncertain when something will happen.

Feng Yi was a little anxious: "Then what are you still doing here? The patient has a little self-consciousness, okay? Does Xie Zhiying know that you have a heart attack?"

Cheng Xirong avoided the makeup on his face, carefully put on the school uniform shirt, gathered the clothes first, and buttoned the top button: "I know——Okay, you step back. I can't breathe anymore. "

Feng Yi didn't listen to him: "Xie Zhiying knew that he still asked you to act? Isn't he afraid that something will happen to you?"

Cheng Xirong took a step to the side, staggering Feng Yi's panting, and then let go of his breath, taking a deep breath: "Who knows. Maybe I'm too talented, and he doesn't want to let go of talent."

"I'm not kidding you. What's the situation with you now? Don't take your life!"

Cheng Xirong squinted: "Are you worried?"

"Isn't it time to talk about this? A heart attack is not a cold and cough, and it will pass after two days. If you make such a fuss, your parents don't care about you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Cheng Xirong was also anxious, "You want to help me spread the word now? What's it called? Are you afraid that people won't hear it?"

Feng Yi suppressed the volume: "I didn't think so. This movie has reached this level, there is no other way. After filming this movie, find a good doctor and go see the disease."

Cheng Xirong sneered: "What kind of order are you? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Before Feng Yi could reply, Cheng Xirong called Dr. Xie Zhiying: "I packed it up, can I shoot?"

Feng Yi still wanted to persuade him, and followed behind him: "I'll find you a doctor first. Have you checked recently?"

Cheng Xirong had already reached the crowd, and it was inconvenient to say a lot, so Feng Yi could only stop.Just looking at the back of the young man, he was a little thinner, not as vigorous as the others.When he tilted his head and talked to the people around him, he showed another kind of firm strength.

Slow to slow, but it has to keep growing.

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It's not just Cheng Xirong who thinks that way.Feng Yi also felt that he was meddling in his own business.What is the situation now?A drama is no longer a drama, it is filled with various thoughts and stuffed with several different forces.

It's a rally and everyone wants the red flag in the center to go their way.

But it's too hard.

Xie Zhiying took a fancy to Xiaonanlu, and would spend all her time praising him and absorbing him into her circle.Once successful, Xiaonanlu will dominate the screen in the next few years.Chenxing officially gave He Yiming, but Feng Yi represented Zhou Sheng himself.Zhou Sheng wanted to recruit Xiao Nanlu, but he also had to guard against Nanlu's arrogance and momentum, fearing that he would not be able to control it.And Feng Yi himself...

Feng Yi shook his head lightly and sighed.The reason why he is here, Zhou Sheng is also very clear.He just wanted to be closer to Xiao Nanlu, so that he could have a chance to get along with Xiao Nanlu at a close distance.

Even if you don't do anything, you don't say anything.As long as you can see the kid.This is the greatest comfort he can get so far.Zhou Sheng knew this and didn't stop him.

Feng Yi suddenly understood that Zhou Sheng was much clearer than himself.I vowed to promise that the overall situation is the most important thing, and I will do what I should, and I will not do unnecessary things.Zhou Sheng only told him not to force himself, and to withdraw when he couldn't stand it, and calm himself down.

It turned out to be about the current situation.

Feng Yi saw the shadow of Cheng Xirong in Xiaonanlu, and the information propagated in those words has been confirmed, whether he believes it or not, he has accepted it.There are too many mysteries and puzzles, and it doesn't matter at this time.It's best to have an answer, if not...

There is also Xiaonanlu.

Feng Yi admitted that he was in a mess.Cheng Xirong's accidental death was beyond his expectation and completely beyond his tolerance.Many times after that, others were in a trance.The soul went away with Cheng Xirong, leaving a body dangling in the world, facing the people who came to mourn with empty eyes.

What did they say, how hard they held their hands.Feng Yi had no idea.After drinking the spirits, he became a little more sober, looking back on so many years.

At first, he obviously didn't like Cheng Xirong's.I always thought that between the two of them, it was Cheng Xirong who loved him more, why did he hurt so much in the end.It hurt so much that I wanted to go with him.

Then I saw that child Xiao Nanlu.Feng Yi locked him in his own home, took off his clothes, and watched him for a few days.Thin and pale, with a small frame and soft soles.There is nothing like Cheng Xirong.

Feng Yi was desperate.He thought, if Cheng Xirong really had a child left in this world, that would be fine.No matter whose child he is with, as long as there is his blood in his body, he can still have a sustenance.Unfortunately not.This child does not belong to Cheng Xirong at first glance.

No matter what kind of rumors there are on the Internet.Feng Yi didn't want to watch it anymore, anyway, it was all speculation, from the perspective and standpoint of a stranger, far, far away from the real Cheng Xirong.

Until joining the group this time, at the opening ceremony, Feng Yi saw Xiao Nanlu's expression.At that moment, he thought it was Cheng Xirong who came back, no matter the angle of his head lowered or the light in the corner of his eyes.It's so much alike.

There are also those fighting skills on the boot meal.Cheng Xirong learned from a martial arts finger before, and he used it smoothly, and improved it himself, and usually used it to deal with Feng Yi.

Can you still say that he has nothing to do with Cheng Xirong?Feng Yi couldn't ignore it anymore.

No matter what... there is a person in this world who has the shadow of Cheng Xirong.This is a crushing fact.It also paves a way for people, regardless of whether it is easy or not, at least it is moving forward.

Feng Yi didn't know that it was not the time for Zhou Sheng's so-called "withdrawal".But from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to withdraw.Don't want to, don't want to leave at all.

We must stay here.If you can't see Cheng Xirong again, you have to look at the person related to him.Zhou Sheng's thoughts can only be superficial, and there is no way to enter his heart.

Feng Yi's eyes were sticky and stuck on Cheng Xirong's body.Xie Zhiying turned her head several times and met him, Feng Yi didn't intend to hold back, but responded with a smile.Xie Zhiying's face was embarrassing, and his expression became embarrassing.

what is this?Clearly provocative?

If it was someone else, how dare you treat the director like this?That is Feng Yi, who has a subtle identity, neither in any way, Xie Zhiying has to bear with it.

It's not that Xie Zhiying has never heard of it. Feng Yi and Zhou Sheng are really close these days.In this circle, no matter how bullish people are, when they are in front of Zhou Sheng, don't they all obediently bow their heads and beg for food?If Feng Yi hangs up with Zhou Sheng, it's fine if it's just the relationship between the driver's subordinate and superior.But if some other...

Don't say anything else.When Cheng Xirong was in Xingchen, how did Zhou Sheng treat him?It's no problem to pick the moon from the stars, put good resources in front of you, and push down the announcements you don't like immediately.Zhou Sheng is a true favorite of Cheng Xirong, he visits the crew of each drama, and even helps Cheng Xirong solve his personal problems.

Cheng Xirong celebrated his birthday one year, and Zhou Sheng held a birthday party for him, which was the most lively event in the entertainment circle that year.none of them.Even the three major domestic award ceremonies later did not overwhelm the limelight at that time.

After Cheng Xirong left, Feng Yi took the position.Zhou Sheng won't use that kind of energy to praise Feng Yi, but as long as he can get six or seven points, it is enough for Feng Yi to walk sideways in the circle.

Can't afford to offend.

Xie Zhiying felt a little useless, and when he was in a rebellious mood, he looked at Cheng Xirong with more enthusiasm.This little actor is good everywhere.Even the skin will glow.

Finished the makeup photo shoot in the morning.During lunch, Cheng Xirong took a bottle of water and took a rest under the air conditioner.The day before was tossing hard, and Feng Yi disturbed her dreams in the hotel at night, and she didn't sleep well.All morning, he relied on makeup to enhance his complexion, and it's no wonder that the makeup artist thought his lip color was not good-looking.

By this time, he had no appetite at all and just wanted to find a place to take a nap.

The big classroom was chaotic, and every sound could crash into the brain, hooking the string and trembling back and forth.Cheng Xirong may have suffered from a bit of neurasthenia recently, always insomnia at night, and easily frightened during the day.He got up and went out, went to other floors, and found a self-study classroom with few people.

In a daze, I felt that someone sat down next to me and shook the rows of chairs.Cheng Xirong changed direction and moved his numb arm.I didn't sleep for a long time, I could hear people coming and going in the classroom, as well as laughing and scolding outside.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt like drooling before he sat up.The person next to him hadn't left yet, Cheng Xirong had to let that person get up first if he wanted to go out.He rubbed his arms, turned his head to look over, and didn't move.

That little bastard Fu Zhou.

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The Cold War had only lasted 24 hours, and when he saw Fu Zhou again, Cheng Xirong was as surprised as he was when he discovered his fanboy status.

Cheng Xirong is a person who never looks back, a quarrel is a quarrel, and there is absolutely no possibility of pulling down his face and asking for peace.Afterwards, it will be brewed for a few days, and the other party will be lowered by a few points every day. When the score is reduced to zero, the other party will be taken off the chair beside him.

So when he quarreled with Feng Yi before, Feng Yi always chased him over to apologize, and it would not last more than a day.Cheng Xirong still had a sullen face, put on airs for two days, and refused to reconcile easily.

Fu Zhou is a curmudgeon.His inclusiveness is silent, but it is actually much better than Feng Yi who put on airs.When getting along together, he will be tolerant, magnanimous, and tolerant.When he touched the bottom line, he immediately stood up and threw the table, cut the line and left.

Also a crisp one.There are not so many procrastinations-there is no possibility of summation, the bottom line is the foundation of a person, and it can be changed wherever it can be said.

Cheng Xirong thought that the two of them would have to hang out with each other for ten days and a half months, and then contact each other until something that had to be done was imminent.Next, whether to continue to cooperate or part ways depends on the extent of precipitation in a few days.

Never expected to see him again so soon.

Cheng Xirong's hair was messed up, and he should be sleepy, but his eyes were so clear that he seemed to be pretending to be asleep.Fu Zhou sat motionless at a distance, his long and narrow eyes were indifferent.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Cheng Xirong stood up and said, "Excuse me, let me out." Fu Zhou stepped aside for him, stood sideways by the outermost desk, and pinched the back of the chair in the front row with his fingers.

Cheng Xirong walked out of the classroom door and returned to the dressing room.The people inside dispersed, but the smell of food was stuffed inside by the closed doors and windows.The air conditioner was running, and there were not many people left, lazily crossing their legs and playing with their phones.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wu Minmin in the corner raised his head first, hesitated for a while before saying: "Where have you been? I didn't see you eating."

Cheng Xirong found a place by the window and opened the window to change the dirty air in the room.Wu Minmin stood up and came over with a plastic bag: "Do you want to eat something?"

Inside the bag were vacuum-packed buns and bottles of milk.Cheng Xirong thanked him and took out a piece of bread.Wu Minmin gave him another box of milk, returned to his original position, and picked up the script again.

Cheng Xirong swallowed the dry bread and downed the bottle of milk like plain water, suppressing the hunger in his stomach.Not long after, people came back one after another.When Xie Zhiying came in, he first went to Cheng Xirong and handed over the bag in his hand.

"what?"

Xie Zhiying: "I just ran into your videographer outside, called..."

"Fu Zhou."

"Oh yes, it's called Fu Zhou. He said this is for you," Xie Zhiying moved closer to Cheng Xirong, and whispered, "Your medicine. You kid is too worried, you don't even take the medicine with you? How dangerous!"

Cheng Xirong opened it and took a look: "..."

The medicines left at Fu Zhou's place, more than a dozen boxes, large and small, were all brought in.This little bastard, he hasn't said anything here yet, but he's making a gesture first, planning to cut off contact completely?

Knowing to pack up the medicine, why not return the script?Or are you so angry that you want to express your emotions?

Cheng Xirong was also angry, unable to laugh or cry, and reluctantly dealt with Xie Zhiying: "I have it on my body. These are spares."

"Why bring the spare ones here? They're all in the city, so close, you can just go back and get them anytime! There are people coming and going from the crew, and these imported medicines are not cheap."

Cheng Xirong forced a smile: "He may be worried that the schedule is too fast and he won't have time to go back—what about others?"

"Let's go." Xie Zhiying laughed, "You young people are really interesting. You said you didn't have lunch, and let me pay attention to whether you will have hypoglycemia in the afternoon. You have to change hands to give me medicine. Are you angry with him?"

What kind of temper is this...Young people are really interesting...

Cheng Xirong responded casually: "Oh. I didn't win him in the fight. I'm a little angry."

Xie Zhiying laughed out loud.

Cheng Xirong: "???" What's so funny about that?

Young and middle-aged people are also quite interesting...

According to the schedule, Xie Zhiying has no signs of filming Flying Pages yet, and started filming the first scene in a regular manner. The director in the play went to the Film and Television Academy to choose a supporting role and watched the scene outside the playground.

Students are having tennis lessons.In the scorching sun, wisps of sweat evaporated from the young body, his cheeks were flushed, and his limbs stretched out like a sprung tree.This is the best age, full of energy, fearless.

And this is also the period when the watershed first began to appear.In an ordinary physical education class, everyone's performance is different.Those who are good at handling the ball with physical coordination dominate the limelight on the court and catch the eyes of casting directors.There are also those who are timid and dodge, winking and making expressions out of balance, and are directly passed.

They thought it was just an ordinary class, like so many times in the past, even the dull afternoon sun did not change.But after many years, when everyone has walked the path under their feet and stood at different heights, they will look back.

It turned out that at that time, I was blocked by the stagnant water of life, and I couldn't hear the roar when the fate turned around, and I couldn't see the ups and downs when the wind and the cloud changed.They don't even realize what this class means to them.

The starting point is always the same.Everyone is standing here, burned by the same scorching sun, enduring the same boring and burdensome.

It's basically one scene that brings all the actors together.When I started shooting like this, there were more people who needed to cooperate with each other. Without tacit understanding and experience at all, I was a little aggressive.Xie Zhiying shouted on the playground with a small speaker, wiped off his sweat with a towel, and continued to arrange.

Cheng Xirong is not here.

According to the original script, this is a group portrait show, and the young people are in the same position, and there is no priority.Then this scene requires all the leading actors to be present.But Xie Zhiying revised the script and made Cheng Xirong the only male lead, so many scenes had to be revised.

In group portraits, if you want to highlight the hero, then you can't put the hero in the crowd.Not only should the camera be sentimentally attached to the protagonist, but in terms of scene arrangement, he must also be given "privileges" to separate him from the crowd.

This is actually a kind of opportunistic way.It's normal for actors to grab the show, everyone is in front of the camera, whoever is superior, and the audience can see that they are neither blind nor stupid.In this case, if you want to stand out from the crowd, you need not only acting skills, but also aura.

In other words, this is not easy to do, and the test for actors is great.

If the male protagonist is taken out alone, let him form a picture by himself, and highlight him from the narrative.This lowers the requirements for actors by a notch.He just needs to control the camera without thinking about other people.

This is the act of releasing water.

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Xie Zhiying has seen Cheng Xirong's acting skills, but she is still a little worried.In any case, given Cheng Xirong's age, one piece of experience alone is not enough, and there must be a lack of expression.Whether his acting skills are good or not, it can only show that he is talented and suitable for this path.But talent is the most unstable thing, and when it was played out at that time, it might not work every time.

After all, this is his first play, and it is still unknown whether he can train well.To be on the safe side, Xie Zhiying took this path, so that he could be pushed by external force.

In Cheng Xirong's view, this is completely redundant...

But there is no way.He is a newcomer now, a clean piece of paper, and he can't find his dynamic video online.It is human nature not to be trusted.Thinking about it, I feel contradictory. What is lacking now is time, and what feels too slow is also time.

All the things are piled up in front of you, waiting urgently to be dealt with, and nothing can wait.However, only time can prove oneself, and it takes a long time for oneself to stand out.

Contradictions, irreconcilable.

Cheng Xirong watched their performance in the shade with a straight face, idly playing with the plastic bag in his hand.These medicines were bought by Fu Zhou.The price of imported medicine was not affordable by Pan Nanxing's financial resources. When he went to the emergency department of the hospital that time, Fu Zhou didn't say much and just swiped his credit card.

From the time I opened my eyes in this body, until yesterday before the quarrel.It's been a long time in between.Cheng Xirong found that all his life was based on the existence of Fu Zhou.Food, clothing, housing and transportation, many details, can only go down well with Fu Zhou.

Cheng Xirong is not a person who does not know how to be grateful.He knows exactly how much Fu Zhou treats him, and to what extent.It's just that I don't have the ability right now, and I always want to wait for the opportunity to repay him.At the very least, wait until you have money, or fame, or power.

It is also very urgent.

But it's no use rushing.

Cheng Xirong tied the plastic bag, untied it, and tied it again.Repeated several times, the flimsy bag will appear worn out, and it will rot immediately.Cheng Xirong sighed, put the bag aside, and found a magazine as a fan.

It's a pain without an assistant.Not even a person with an umbrella for shade.

Just as she was thinking about it, Manman strolled over and handed Cheng Xirong a small portable electric fan: "Brother Yi said he would give it to you."

Cheng Xirong was not polite, and took it directly. After turning on the button, he realized: "hello Kitty? Feng Yi picked it?"

Manman sat down beside him: "I picked it!"

"Don't you hate this cat the most?"

As soon as the words came out, Cheng Xirong froze for a moment, pursed his lips, and lost his expression.Manman hasn't noticed yet, casually