Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

The promotion and public relations are going on all the time, and Pan Bo also joined the filming crew for filming.Since all the scenes of the second male lead had to be re-shooted, Pan Bo's schedule was very full every day.

He devoted himself completely to the work of filming, so that he could ignore the awkward feeling that kept popping up in his heart when facing Cheng Rong.

But Cheng Rong didn't seem to notice his deliberate evasion at all. He liked to be by Pan Bo's side both in and out of the play, and chatted with him about strange and irrelevant topics, such as:

"Pan Bo, your Japanese is so good, do you like reading Japanese manga?"

"What subject have you read?"

"As far as I know, Wen Chengyu is very fond of "Soul of Chess". Have you watched it? Do you have any thoughts?"

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Pan Bo was so annoyed that the embarrassing smile on his face was about to distort, but Cheng Rong still acted as if he hadn't noticed, and kept chatting with him endlessly.

Fortunately, Director Zhang asked the two of them to talk about the play, and Pan Bo was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe.

The scene to be filmed today is the climax of the whole movie. The actor Li Xiang played by Cheng Rong has the idea of ​​giving up becoming a boxer because of the failure of many competitions and the aggravation of his congenital heart disease. .

In order to encourage him not to give up, Chen Wenting, the second male lead played by Pan Bo, forced Li Xiang and him to fight with Li Xiang in the basketball court of the community under the strong light of white spotlights at night.

The strength and beauty of the two people must be fully exploded in this scene, so Director Zhang decided to shoot a rain scene for this scene to make the picture more beautiful.

Director Zhang explained the expression control in the rain, and then asked the two to take off their clothes and go on stage.

In the community basketball court surrounded by green iron nets, in the middle of the brick-red plastic floor stood two shirtless men.The clothes of the two of them were randomly thrown on the ground, and their eyes were fixed on each other.

Pan Bo's complexion is extremely fair, and his muscle lines are also lean, with beautiful lines but no particularly exaggerated large muscles; while Cheng Rong's muscles are much more aggressive, with bulging muscles on the delicate pale wheat-colored skin. It is difficult for people to look away, and it is even more difficult to connect such a body with Li Xiang, who has a congenital heart disease in the play.

But Pan Bo's eyes were very serious, because he understood that this was the result of a child who was afraid that he would not be able to compare with others, and worked so hard for peace of mind.

Li Xiang stared at Pan Bo, panting wildly with his nose like a cow, and his handsome face that was hard to ignore was full of anger: "What do you know? If I could, would I give up? I have dreamed for so many years, and now I am too. Time to wake up and face reality!"

Pan Bo moved his neck and asked calmly, "What reality?"

"First of all, I don't want to be an athlete for the rest of my life!" Li Xiang looked at Pan Bo's arm gently covering his left face, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal. "What's going on in the team, don't you, a former athlete, know better than me? So don't persuade me, I really can't."

Pan Bo ignored him, but raised his head and asked him, "Are you ready?"

Li Xiang covered his head with his hands, nodded and said, "Alright, it's the last match."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and he saw a figure rushing towards him. His body instinctively covered his head and lowered his waist, but his shoulders were pulled down by the person in front of him, and his abdomen was immediately slammed by the hard knees. The ground kicked, and there was a heart-piercing colic.

"Fuck!" Li Xiang said a foul word, and his usual left fist hit the head directly in front of him, but the opponent was extremely fast, and he backed away abruptly, and then dodged.

Ideal no longer had the contempt just now, and his eyes were fixed on Pan Bo like an eagle, trying to judge his next movement from the slight shaking of his body.

But Pan Bo was very steady, he didn't even reveal a trace of hesitation or looseness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

These two words "No", completely aroused Li Xiang's anger.He is proud, conceited, and full of confidence in himself.Even though he kept saying that he couldn't do it, he always thought that he was forced to give up because of physical defects, and it wasn't that he couldn't do it.

He said this, arguing for himself, but when Pan Bo heard it, he sneered and said: "No way, no way, and I made so many excuses for myself. Even I, an athlete who was kicked out, can't compare, so why are you How about going to a real boxing match?"

Li Xiang's eyes were completely red. He squeezed his fingers and said unhappily, "It's just that I kicked me cleverly. The game is not over yet."

Both of them were completely involved in it, and they lost the carefulness and control they had in boxing training in the past. Every punch and every leg exhausted their strength, and they hit each other's vital points.

In this way, after a while, both of them saw red.But the weather was not good, and after a few rumbling thunders, it rained heavily.

The blood on the face was diluted by the rain, and there were pink traces on the cheeks of the two, but the power in their hands was still attacking each other vigorously.

Soon, Li Xiang's body couldn't bear such high-intensity exercise, his lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his steps became a little stilted.

But Pan Bo didn't show any mercy, he still chased after him step by step, forcing Li Xiang back step by step.

Pan Bo punched harder and harder.Li Xiang didn't dodge a few punches, and bumped into the fist thrown by Pan Bo with the bones of his face.The piercing pain immediately spread to the brain, causing him to hiss a few times.

He suppressed the pained voice, and his heart was aroused with anger.He refused to accept it, he felt that he was no weaker than Pan Bo, and even Pan Bo's left hand was injured, so why should he be beaten badly.

He glared at Pan Bo fiercely, and received a few more punches, but these punches were intentional.

He quickly discovered Pan Bo's flaw: when Pan Bo's left fist hit his body, he could clearly notice that Pan Bo's left hand flinched and trembled slightly.

But Pan Bohui quickly withdrew his fist and continued to protect his head with his left arm, as if nothing had happened.

Li Xiang deliberately left an empty door on the right side of his sixth for Pan Bo, and as expected, Pan Bo's left fist immediately hit Li Xiang's left rib.He took aim at this gap, and punched Pan Bo's face with a powerful fist with his right hand. Pan Bo's hair was still swinging in an arc of rain in the air.

Taking advantage of the victory, he pursued and punched Pan Bo's head several times in a row, knocking him to the ground, then sat down on Pan Bo's abdomen, and said viciously, "You lost!"

But what he didn't expect, not only did Pan Bo not feel annoyed or angry at all, but a smile appeared on his face, and then the smile became bigger and bigger, and the laughter became bigger and bigger, and he even controlled himself. I couldn't stop shaking.

Li Xiang was dumbfounded, loosened the strength in his hands, got up from Pan Bo, and asked in a daze, "What are you laughing at?"

Pan Bo stood up with a smile, his eyes bent into a beautiful crescent, and he raised his left arm, the hideous flesh-red scar was very conspicuous.

He said: "Although this scar is a physical scar, it also left a scar in my heart. In fact, I left the team not because my arm was injured."

"It's here." Pan Bo poked his left chest with his finger, "There's a scar here, and it hasn't healed."

"This scar on my heart was punctured by myself, but you can't learn from me, draw the scars you don't have, and lie to yourself that you have scars and can't punch." He paused, his eyes deep As if there were a little bit of starlight inside, "Do you understand?"

"Ca!" Director Zhang yelled, looking at the two standing in the rain, even the full beard couldn't hide the excitement on his face, "It's over, it's great!"

The assistants of the two immediately covered the two with big towels, and served hot ginger tea for the two to drive away the cold.

It is reasonable to say that the weather in Beijing in August is still very hot, but Cheng Rong showed up on the set early the next morning, sniffling his nose.

He greeted Pan Bo with a strong nasal voice, but the smile on his face was smiling: "Morning, Pan Bo, do you have a cold?"

Pan Bo shook his head. His resistance has always been very good, and he rarely catches a cold. The 10-minute rainstorm scene yesterday failed to break through his strong immune system, and it had no effect on him.

Cheng Rong filmed a scene with Pan Bo all morning with a nasal voice.

When eating at noon, the assistant Xiao Liu asked Pan Bo: "Brother Pan, why does your voice sound hoarse?"

"Is there?" Pan Bo said, but found that his voice seemed to have really become hoarse.

The phone rang suddenly, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, said "Hello", and heard Wen Chengyu's concerned question on the other end of the phone: "Are you cold?"

"Maybe." Pan Bo suddenly felt his throat a little itchy, and coughed.

"Take some medicine and ask Xiao Liu to buy some medicine for you." Wen Chengyu ordered.

"Okay, I'll eat after dinner." Pan Bo nodded, feeling warm in his heart, but a voice suddenly sounded beside him, making his hands tremble in fright, and he almost threw his phone out.

"I have a cold too! Ahem!" Cheng Rong yelled at the other end of the phone.

Pan Bo was still holding his mobile phone to his ear. He heard Wen Chengyu pause and asked, "Why do you both have a cold?"

Cheng Rong was still listening, but for some reason, Pan Bo just didn't want Cheng Rong to talk, so he took the lead in explaining to the phone: "There was a rain scene yesterday, it's fine, we're all getting better soon."

He poked the hang up button and hung up the phone involuntarily.

Cheng Rong suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, and asked pitifully, "Is that Mr. Wen? He doesn't care about the company's artists either!"