Perfect Two

Genius checked it carefully.Fortunately, no problem, no damage.He had just breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. He looked around and became nervous again following the others.

The atmosphere is a little weird...

What did you hear just now?

Feng Yi asked the little boss to say, isn't he Cheng Xirong?

What's happening here?

What about the little boss himself... The young man turned his head and saw a mocking smile on Cheng Xirong's face.It's too ostentatious, the corners of the eyes and brows are full of wanton arrogance, which has overflowed and filled the air.

"I told you, I am him."

Feng Yi's body trembled violently.

Cheng Xirong added: "Why do you still not believe it? All my things are taken from him, every piece, every detail. When will you believe it?"

The shooting was completely deadlocked.

Cheng Xirong, who was the most worrying person before the start-up, became the most reliable.Except for him, Feng Yi was out of form, and the others couldn't remember their lines.

Xie Zhiying almost bald on the top of her head, stared at the execution table for 3 minutes, and decided to shoot Feiye - first shoot Cheng Xirong's one-man show, and give others some time.It took him half an hour to temporarily make a brief executive form, and asked the executive director to take it and print it out to various departments.

After doing this, he went through the camera map again and started to shoot Cheng Xirong.

There were two games in the afternoon.It is long in summer, and it is still a bright day at 06:30.Cheng Xirong sat on Xie Zhiying's folding chair and drank water, his back arched, already showing signs of fatigue.

Xie Zhiying watched the replay several times in a row, getting more excited the more he watched, and turned around to pat Cheng Xirong on the shoulder.Without any reservation of strength, Cheng Xirong drank the water unpreparedly, choked it directly, and coughed for a long time while leaning on the chair.

This man lacks a muscle in his head?Regardless of the occasion, there is no sense in what to do?

Coughing caused another palpitation, and Cheng Xirong lay on the armrest and didn't move for a long time.Xie Zhiying didn't notice it at all, and said happily: "It's really beyond my expectations. Xiao Pan, it's really great! Very good, if it continues with this vigor, this drama will definitely be popular!"

Cheng Xirong raised his head and responded with a sleepy voice: "Thank you for the compliment."

Xie Zhiying patted him again: "How about the lines at night? Do you remember it?"

Cheng Xirong didn't nod: "I'll take a look."

It's only the first day, and I'm already starting to feel strenuous...

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As a director, Xie Zhiying is a bit too casual.Let’s not mention the previous revision of the script to today’s revision schedule.The situation has changed, it must be changed, and there is no other way.But Cheng Xirong filmed a one-man show all afternoon, and when it was finally time to call it a day, Xie Zhiying got excited and wanted to add an evening scene.

Cheng Xirong held the boxed lunch and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't eat it.When the body is exhausted to a certain extent, all organs are drowsy and do not function at all.The stomach, too, doesn't want any food at all, and gives warnings that it can't digest.

Originally, he also said that he should take good care of him for a few days, and he just joined the group when he came back from rest.However, there have been various situations happening all the time, and there is no chance to rest at all.The state of entering the group is not good. Before the first day is over, I can't hold on.

Cheng Xirong drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, put the rice aside, and lay down on the folding chair to rest.

If you want to add drama, it's not his business alone.Shooting requires the cooperation of all departments, and even night scenes require more staff.One is lighting, the other is lighting, all of which must be mobilized.

With so many people watching, how can I complain about it?

Cheng Xirong closed his eyes, thinking about his previous life in the film crew, a little playful and regretful—why is he so dedicated?I am so energetic every day, and I just refuse to eat the box lunch once in a while playing a big game, which does not affect the progress of the filming at all.

It's too much of a waste of aura.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xirong smiled self-deprecatingly.Halo, when you get back those halos that belong to you, you must play a big game.If you say you don’t shoot at night, you don’t shoot, you don’t shoot when you’re tired, and you don’t have the strength to shoot.

I can't hold it anymore...

Cheng Xirong didn't know when he fell asleep, and he only realized it vaguely when his name was whispered in his ear.He opened his eyes, facing Feng Yi's face, very close, just a breath away.

want to step back.There is a folding chair behind it, fixed there, there is no escape route at all, Cheng Xirong raised his hand and pushed Feng Yi away, and sat up with support: "What are you doing?——Why did I fall asleep?"

"Who are you asking? You don't know how you slept?"

Before Feng Yi opened his mouth, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and it quickly disappeared.

What are you missing?

Cheng Xirong yawned, his sleepy mind gradually became active, and he took another look at Feng Yi's stiff expression to understand.The two of them used to play a trick: when Feng Yi asked Cheng Xirong to get up, Cheng Xirong would look up in a daze.

Find Feng Yi's lips, and give him a light and short kiss.

It's an instinct, it's a body memory.Feng Yi didn't like this kind of intimacy, so he had raised his opinion.Cheng Xirong said with a smile: "That can't be helped. You have to discuss with my body and see if it agrees to change the method."

Later, not only did it not change, but Cheng Xirong even started to do it more vigorously.Whether it's waking up in the morning or taking a nap on the set, when Feng Yi comes to call him, he must hold his neck.After the kiss, the person woke up, and talked for a while with that ambiguous gesture.His fingers would still be twirling a strand of hair on the back of Feng Yi's head, tugging gently.

It's fine at home.It was placed in the crew, and there were a group of people watching secretly, with wonderful expressions.Feng Yi pulled his arm in embarrassment.I couldn't pull it down, so I had to hug the person together.Cheng Xirong hung on him like a big hugging bear.

Feng Yi said before that he was not afraid of kissing the wrong person, and would scare those innocent girls in his sleep.Cheng Xirong went to the depths of Feng Yi's neck and sniffed: "I recognize your smell. It's instinct, the body can distinguish these things."

Feng Yi has no way to verify whether he recognizes the taste or not.But he knew that half of Cheng Xirong was really awake, and the other half was just pretending that he was awake, so as to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Cheng Xirong has always been such a person..." Feng Yi suddenly murmured, lightly, only a sigh at the end was clearly audible.

Cheng Xirong frowned: "What?"

Feng Yi smiled and shook his head, hiding his bitterness and melancholy, leaving a swirling hook at the end of his eyes.

Cheng Xirong: "... If you have nothing to do, go far away. It's hot and dry in summer. No one wants to see you sad and sad. It's boring."

Feng Yi: "..."

Cheng Xirong took a nap. Although he was woken up, he felt much better than before.He got up and moved his hands and feet, and found a makeup artist to touch up his makeup.Feng Yi followed behind him, showing signs of breaking his mouth: "Are you okay?"

The makeup artist was a woman in her 30s, and she laughed when she heard this: "Don't look at Nan Lu as a man because he is young! You are of the same breed as him, how can you say 'no' to men?"

Cheng Xirong: "...Did you use the wrong word? Species?"

The makeup artist cleaned up Cheng Xirong's makeup with tissue paper, and began to touch up his makeup: "Otherwise?"

Cheng Xirong said with emotion: "There is a lot of prejudice."

There is nothing against the harmony between two people, one big and one small, talking about some nasty topics.Cheng Xirong has also acted in many nasty dramas, and he grew up in gay bars, so he has always been open.Waiting until Feng Yi couldn't stand it any longer, coughed dryly, and asked clearly: "If you can't hold on, just tell Xie Zhiying."

Cheng Xirong turned his head, and was pushed back by the makeup artist: "What are you moving?——What can't hold on?"

Feng Yi replied: "He still has injuries on his feet, so he can't take it in such a rush."

Finally got smart again...

Cheng Xirong's head was fixed, and he could only tilt his eyes and look upwards: "The show at night is not serious."

Feng Yi nodded helplessly: "I'll wait for you to play."

The makeup artist was taken aback: "What are you waiting for him to do!?"

If it was Cheng Xirong, he might say "do something biased".It's a pity that there are only Feng Yi and Xiao Nanlu here, both of them fell silent, and no one spoke.

The makeup artist had a prying look on his face, looking between the two of them, trying to find some gossip.Cheng Xirong held her wrist: "If you keep turning it, the brush will catch my eyes."

"Don't dare!" The lotion hurriedly withdrew his hand, and added, "My box of powder is too expensive! I would not be willing to give it to ordinary people."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Feng Yi: "...what did you use for me?"

The makeup artist pointed casually: "That one over there, 50 yuan for a big box."

Feng Yi: "I'll give you the money, and you can use this box for me tomorrow, okay?"

"You have a rough skin, and you still use hundreds of powders, isn't it a waste? That's fine, it's suitable for you." The makeup artist covered her mouth and smiled, "But if you want to pay, it's fine. I'll ask the assistant to change to another one." Give Xiao Nanlu a good fan."

Cheng Xirong followed suit: "I think it's okay."

The two laughed, and a layer of cloth was lifted from Cheng Xirong's body.With less occlusion, some bright and scorching light gradually came through.

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