Perfect Two

Cheng Xirong patted Fu Zhou on the shoulder: "Look at it, it's normal. In the future, when we hang out in this circle, we will inevitably encounter this kind of thing. Just check it yourself."

Fu Zhou was unhappy.

Cheng Xirong laughed at him: "What's the point of your obsession with this matter? Are you stupid? He asked you to use it, so you have to use it well?"

Fu Zhou looked up, but his eyes were still full of resentment.

Cheng Xirong simply told him the truth: "This is unavoidable. Now we have no background, no power and power, and we can only listen to them. When we grow bigger and can compete with Xingchen, we will still There is no way. You must accept this point, and there is no room for rebuttal."

Fu Zhou sighed lightly: "I understand."

"If you understand, don't get angry. I won't treat you like a baby."

Fu Zhou: "..."

Cheng Xirong didn't look at Fu Zhou's face at all, and continued: "Furthermore, let him be the stuffer, and we have the final say when it comes. It just so happens that we need to invite a few extra performers to save money."

If you can think about it, you don't care.Cheng Xirong slept well and ate well. In a few days, he grew some flesh and his complexion improved a lot.Fu Zhou has to revise the script every day, and cook various nutritious meals in different ways. The sleep has been compressed to the extreme, just to save his life.

Cheng Xirong asked to do housework, Fu Zhou was silent for half a minute after hearing this.Cheng Xirong almost hit him with a broom: "Is that why you don't believe me?"

Fu Zhou dodged the broom: "It's not that I don't believe it. If you are too busy, lie down on the bed and rest. The doctor said that major surgery will hurt the root, so you need to strengthen the root and nourish your energy."

"I just don't want to lie down. It's too boring and I can't exercise. By the way, the doctor said I can swim?"

Fu Zhou put down his notebook, got up and stretched his shoulders: "Wait a little longer. The temperature of the swimming pool is too low, you can't stand it."

"Then what do I do?"

Fu Zhou thought for a while: "Do you want to go for scar repair?"

Cheng Xirong was stunned.

The surgical scar is very obvious, on the chest, it looks a little scary.Destroying the beauty, as an actor, this is a very unfavorable situation.Cheng Xirong didn't intend to sell meat either, and he was used to seeing the scars, so he didn't think there was any problem.

On the contrary, Fu Zhou was still thinking about it.He didn't pay attention at home, he came out after taking a bath with his lower body wrapped up, his chest was exposed, and he wasn't surprised to see it.It's just that saying that all of a sudden... still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Did he already think so?Are his eyes hot?

Cheng Xirong lost interest immediately, gave Fu Zhou a hard look, turned around and swept the floor.Fu Zhou followed, trying to get the broom in his hand, but was dodged.Fu Zhou looked at Cheng Xirong's expression anxiously, and asked after a long time, "Are you angry?"

Cheng Xirong turned around and poked his finger on Fu Zhou's chest: "Is my scar obstructing your eyes?"

Fu Zhou: "Yes."

Cheng Xirong: "...you try to say it again."

Fu Zhou was very sincere: "The scars are indeed unsightly, quite an eyesore."

I did say it again, but...it didn't help.After hearing this, Cheng Xirong could only grit his teeth, full of resentment: "If I could beat you, I will definitely beat you hard now!"

Fu Zhou still emphasized: "You should understand, right? Fans will not like such scars."

It makes sense, and is so sincere.Cheng Xirong was so angry that he had nowhere to go, so he rushed Fu Zhou back to change the script, and asked that the shirt in the script should be online during the whole process, and his breasts should not be exposed.Fu Zhou went out two steps, and turned around to promise Cheng Xirong.

"If you want to do it, I will fully fund it. It can catch up with your recuperation period."

Cheng Xirong hated himself for not being able to kick him away.Fu Zhou may be a bit of a perfectionist. He hopes that everything is sunny, and there is no darkness or filth in this world.Everything should be in the best state, including the human body and oneself.

In the future, he will cooperate with himself for a long time, and his lens is on himself.Thinking this way, Cheng Xirong can probably understand where his suggestion came from.

For a director, an actor is a... tool.That might be a little harsh to say.But in fact, whether it is actors or costumes, or light and shadow composition and background soundtrack, this is a way for the director to express himself.It's just that actors are autonomous, have their own thinking and understanding, are more difficult to manipulate than other props, and are easier to shine than other props.

Cheng Xirong can probably understand Fu Zhou's temper.He wants his plays to be perfect, and he also wants his actors to be perfect.This requirement is not limited to acting skills and line skills, of course it includes all aspects.

When Cheng Xirong was sweeping the floor, he really thought about repairing the scar.Even if it is a male celebrity, with such a long scar on his body, it really hinders his vision.People always have a repulsion to broken scars, and it is always bad to keep them.

Still pondering over this matter, Su Minglin's call came in.As soon as Cheng Xirong swiped open the screen to connect, the people inside roared, their voices broke with excitement, and they could feel the excitement of the other party from such a long distance.

"I won! The gold medal! My God, I am so happy! Little boss, we won! Well, let me tell you first, and we will talk later!"

He didn't give people a chance to speak, so Su Minglin hung up after finishing his speech, leaving Cheng Xirong speechless on the phone.The award was completely expected. Isn't he already ready to win the award? Why is Su Minglin so excited?Also too restless.

Cheng Xirong sat down on the newly bought sofa, picked up the tablet computer on the coffee table, and searched for reports online.Fu Zhou just came out of the shower, was wiping his hair with a towel, came out of the bedroom, and asked, "Su Minglin's phone number?"

"Hmm...it's a gold award. What a gold award..." Cheng Xirong tapped his finger on the screen without looking up, "Yes. We are the best picture. This is really the top prize."

Fu Zhou leaned over and looked at the tablet together: "What else?"

Cheng Xirong glanced at him sideways, his wet hair stained his face, and moved aside in disgust: "There are also best directors and excellent actors. What is an excellent actor?"

Fu Zhou put the towel on the sofa and took the tablet back: "In addition to the best male lead and best female lead, it's a new addition. I guess I don't know whether to give you the best male lead or the best female supporting role. "

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Not happy at all!

Cheng Xirong poked his head over and looked at the screen through a small gap: "Aren't the editing and the heroine ours?"

It was there when nominated before.The editing was reviewed by Fu Zhou, absolutely no problem, it is novel and outstanding among newcomers.Not to mention the heroine, Taozi's skills are even more solid than some Xiaohua's now, there is no reason why she can't win the award.

After pondering for a while, Cheng Xirong said helplessly, "The editor probably didn't want to collide with the director and give the other teams a chance. As for the female lead... I'm afraid Wu Yanshu would have cut it."

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