can you let me go

The beneficiary of Pei Xiangli's good mood was still the young master Zhou. Zhou Jibai, who came back from the set, suddenly looked at the man who was still sick, and smiled at this time, which was quite strange.

"Take it."

After taking the hand warmer that Pei Xiangli handed over, Zhou Jibai casually pulled his wig back, and laughed aloud: "Who is so capable to coax you into a smile? It's early today, but it's just You never gave me a good face!"

Pei Xiangli didn't have the face to say, I heard that you are my best friend, and this matter made me happy, so I could only raise my eyebrows: "Go away, don't push your nose on your face!"

"Come on!" Zhou Jibai was pinching the hand warmer that was not as big as half his own palm, and it looked like Pei Xiangli had slipped it from a girl. Hit together on the sofa.

The sofa was overwhelmed, made a "squeak" sound, and moved back a while.

It attracted the attention of people around.

The elder sister who put on Zhou Jibai's makeup stood aside, glanced at them, and said casually, "You two have such a good relationship..."

The weather has been gloomy for the past few days, the sky is lead-colored, and the heavy clouds that make people breathless are pressed, and the light is completely isolated, but just like this, there is a drop There was no rain or snow, which made people feel anxious.

Director Gao was very happy. He took the script and studied it with the assistant director, and decided to move some important scenes to be filmed in the next few days.

There are a lot of atmosphere in the original work, but the overall tone of the work is heavy, even a bit depressing. From the beginning of the emperor's death, to the later royalist faction against all opinions, after a series of struggles, finally Put the little puppet emperor on the throne.

The conspiracy in the court is beginning to emerge. Whether in the court or in the palace, everyone has their own thoughts, and only the little emperor lives a corrupt life.

The significance of the existence of the role of the little emperor, in addition to promoting the development of the plot, the style of life of the little emperor has always been in sharp contrast with all the people. It is even more absurd that when the dynasty is declining, the court and folk life seem ridiculous.

This paragraph has been suppressed, as if everything is stuffy, waiting for a huge outbreak, this haze lasts until the war breaks out later.

In the second half of the plot, even the weather was windy, frosty, rainy and snowy. The soldiers rolled in the mud and died in the snow in a pool of blood.

This kind of hazy weather recently was just used to shoot the plot when the war was about to break out. Director Gao knocked on the table with the script, and there was a bit of sincere joy in his voice: "I originally thought that it would be sunny, but I have to adjust it later. The color of the picture is not used now, maybe it can save a lot of money!"

The assistant director was drinking tea, laughed loudly, and joked with director Gao: "You used to shoot too many literary films, and you're used to being poor, right? Your mind is full of money!"

Actor Xue on the side laughed, and the assistant director was telling the truth.

In the past few years, Director Gao has been reluctant to shoot too commercial films, but he has made two literary films that were popular but not popular. Although the cost of literary films is not as high as that of commercial films, there are few people who are willing to pay for them, so Director Gao made this film. Time is really tight, save as much as you can.

Xue Yingdi is the leading actor in one of them. That film tells the half life of a deaf-mute, and the filming is simple and real.

Pei Xiangli has seen that movie, the color saturation of the whole movie is very low, even the sunlight is a weak and dim yellow, there is no big ups and downs, and there is no deliberate misfortune, but every detail makes people feel firm and peaceful not easy.

After reading it, it seems that it has really entered the lives of the disabled to some extent. It is a work with profound skills.

After the assistant director finished speaking, Xue Mengjing also recalled. His costumes at that time were only a few half-new and not old cotton jackets. From the beginning of filming to the end, his hair was basically untouched before he went on camera.

"Even if we have money now, we can't waste it. The saved money can be used to make other special effects better. Don't mess with it..." Director Gao curled his lips: "What is it called, fifty cents special effects!"

"Yes, yes, we have to make a dollar!"

The heroine who was waiting for the play also said something funny, which made several people laugh together.

So the matter was settled, and the actors all got the new rehearsal schedule, and went back to get ready. It was time to review the lines, and it was time to brew up feelings.

After Pei Xiangli got the new script, he found that his role not only didn't move forward, but also moved backward.

The role of the little emperor is not an important role in the play, but it is only a little bit more important from the beginning to the end, coupled with the author's preference.

Director Gao wanted to shoot the scene in the middle and back. The little emperor was already imprisoned in the palace, and more things happened in the battle between the general who was about to go to the battlefield and the conservative courtiers, so there was nothing wrong with Pei Xiangli. Zhou Jibai's play rehearsal is quite full.

After struggling on the first day, Zhou Jibai came to Pei Xiangli's room in a white short-sleeved T-shirt at night. After taking a shower, his body was still steamed.

He stood under the lamp, Pei Xiangli looked up and looked up, his expression was not good.

"How did this happen?" Pei Xiangli took half of his sleeve and rolled it over his shoulder.

It's not that Pei Xiangli is being hypocritical. Zhou Jibai always got bruises and bruises when he played before, but it wasn't too serious.

But the spot on his arm today, I don’t know if it was made in the morning or in the afternoon, from the shoulder to the elbow, it’s all turned upside down, the blue is still purple, and there’s a bloody rash, under the light It looked very hideous.

"It's okay, just knocked."

In fact, when it was a martial arts show, the actor on the opposite side didn't control the strength well, and directly hit him from behind with a stick. Zhou Jibai carried it with his own arm. Director Gao couldn't feel the strength behind the camera, so he didn't stop. Bai insisted to finish his words, but his emotions didn't show up.

On the other hand, the actor opposite Pei Xiangli felt the strength of the stick in his hand, and was so frightened that his head was sweating. Seeing that Zhou Jibai didn't say anything, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue acting, but the speed of his speech increased. Then came the voice of the guide: "Card!"

Hearing this sound, the buddy hurriedly apologized to Zhou Jibai, and even stretched out his hand to see if Zhou Jibai was hurt.

Zhou Jibai was wearing two layers of cloth clothes and an armor on the outside. It was too strenuous to take off and put on. At this moment, the most painful pain was over, so he dodged sideways and patted the buddy on the shoulder. .

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much to wear thick clothes, you said you are nervous, I have suffered all the time, let's just get over it once, your card, I will have to suffer again later..."

Of course, the young actor opposite had heard of Zhou Jibai's reputation, and he was sweating just now, for fear of offending the young master, but Zhou Jibai turned around and joked with him, so he immediately relaxed a lot and apologized twice , Make sure you wait a while and control the intensity.

After the play, when Liu Quan accompanied him to change clothes, he almost gasped, dragged Zhou Jibai and wanted to go to the hospital.

"Go to any hospital, the skin is not broken."

Zhou Jibai waved his hands, and after taking a shower, he wandered into Pei Xiangli's room. He didn't know if he let Pei Xiangli see it on purpose.

Now that Pei Xiangli's face was ugly, he regretted it a little. With his palm on Pei Xiangli's forehead, he pushed him to the side of the bed and sat down: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it looks scary."

Pei Xiangli was frightened by him, his head froze for a moment, unable to think of any solution, when he heard a knock on the door.

Liu Quan's voice sounded outside the door: "Xiao Pei, is Ji Bai in your room?"

Pei Xiangli walked over to open the door, and saw Liu Quan standing outside in a big cotton coat, holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained medicine bottles and gauze.

"You don't stay in the house honestly, what are you doing here?"

When Liu Quan saw Zhou Jibai sitting in Pei Xiangli's room, he was very angry. As a manager, Liu Quan is quite popular in the circle, not only because of his good business ability, but also because he is very protective of his subordinates. As an entertainer, before bringing Zhou Jibai under him, he didn't let his artists suffer a lot.

After taking care of Zhou Jibai with all his heart, it was obvious that Zhou Jibai couldn't be bullied without Liu Quan. This relieved Liu Quan a lot and made him powerless.

Although the other party was intentional about this incident, Liu Quanxin was also uncomfortable.

"You're still happy! Why are you so happy? If you try harder, your bones may have problems!" Liu Quan took out the bruise medicine while talking, rolled up his sleeves, and pretended to help Zhou. It's a posture of medicine in vain.

Pei Xiangli stood and watched, and saw that the moment Liu Quan put his hand on it, Zhou Jibai's face changed, his brows frowned, and he let out a cry of pain.

Liu Quan hadn't had time to defend himself, just put his hand on it, and before he had time to use his strength, he felt that the sight of the beautiful woman on one side seemed to fall on him as if it had an entity, and it was like a light on his back.

"Still insisting that it doesn't hurt? Be serious..."

Liu Quan could only comfort Zhou Jibai in this way, and at the same time eased the strength in his hand again, but not only did it not have a positive effect, the young master's expression became more and more painful, and even made Liu Quan wonder if he was born with Divine power.

Just when Liu Quan was hesitating how to continue, he heard Pei Xiangli's voice: "How about... shall I come?"

"All right, all right, you come, you come, I won't be able to serve the young master anymore!"

Liu Quan took off the disposable gloves with relief, threw them into the trash can beside him, touched his forehead, and was sweating.

Pei Xianglina took the transparent disposable gloves, poured out a little of the potion for bruises, and paused for a while between the two palms to let the temperature of the medicine warm up. Painful bruise on top.

The moment he pasted it, he felt the muscles on Zhou Jibai's arm convulsed under his own hand and became stiff there.

"Relax..."

Pei Xiangli patted Zhou Jibai's shoulder with the back of his other hand.

"The tighter you are, the more painful it will be when I press..."

Pei Xiangli persuaded him, and moved his palm slightly. Through the plastic gloves, he could feel the temperature of Zhou Jibai's skin, which was transmitted to his palm. I don't know if it's because of his high body temperature or because of his flesh injury. Because of it, it was a bit hot.

After Liu Quan went to the bathroom to wash his hands, he returned to the house, stood behind Pei Xiangli, and looked at the two people, but found that neither of them seemed to remember that there was another person in the house...

The young master sat with his back to him, obviously quieter, and I don't know if Pei Xiangli's hands are really weak.

As for the big beauty who left her a side face... the big beauty showed that her heart and eyes were all about the person in front of her, anyway, that's what Liu Quan thought.

Liu Quan stood there for a minute, not being noticed by anyone. He slowly felt the smell, and walked towards the door with his big padded jacket.

"Then Xiao Pei, I'll leave it to you since it's nothing. I'm going back to the house first. It's been a day of wind blowing outside today. I'm going to take some cold medicine too!"

Before getting a response from Pei Xiangli and Zhou Jibai, they were already outside the door.

"Peng" the door closed behind Liu's body.

Zhou Jibai squinted his eyes, and could see Pei Xiangli's beautiful side face. He had long hair, hanging down softly, and the ends of the hair gently brushed against his waist, making it itchy.

Zhou Jibai's cry of pain stopped, and the room was quiet, only the liquid potion rubbing against the skin made a little sound.

On the contrary, Zhou Jibai felt a little guilty in his heart.

"You don't have to be so careful, it doesn't hurt that much. I scared Liu Quan just now, his mouth is too broken! I want to drive him away quickly..."

Zhou Jibai explained by himself, but he didn't hear Pei Xiangli's answer. Pei Xiangli was good-looking, but when his face was sullen, Zhou Jibai felt a little embarrassed.

His brows and eyes are clear, his lips are pursed, and his body is a little white due to exertion, his whole body is clean and thin, it seems to be the same as a few years ago, and it seems to be different from a few years ago, but what is different, Zhou Jibai can't tell at all .

It seems to be more calm, the original youthful and frivolous energy is gone, and it seems to be more gentle, the original Pei Xiangli temperament is more angular.

Pei Xiangli's attention was focused on Zhou Jibai's injury, Zhou Jibai fell into his own thoughts, and for a while the room was so quiet that he could even hear his breathing.

Zhou Jibai could feel Pei Xiangli's slender fingers slowly pressing on his arm bit by bit. He seemed to be cold all year round. No matter winter or summer, his hands were warm and cool. Afterwards, Zhou Jibai was willing to tease Pei Xiangli, and took his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. Zhou Jibai could still recall the cool feeling.

"What's the matter, are you stupid?"

Just when Zhou Jibai was lost in memory, there was a real pain in his arm, Pei Xiangli poked hard at his wound with a straight face.

"Damn! Take it easy! You can take off my arm!"

Zhou Jibai didn't know what to do at that moment, but suddenly a pang of anger stuck in his throat, he wanted to say, why is Pei Xiangli so heartless?