Zhang Dengjie Cai

Zhang Anran wiped his face, Xiao Wang quickly rushed over, wrapped Zhang Anran's body with a thick blanket, and said anxiously: "Go back to the car, they boiled ginger juice—"

Zhang Anran waved his hand, walked up to Director Chen, and asked, "Is it all right?"

Director Chen was watching the replay. He was always critical. Shouting CUT did not mean the end of the scene. Maybe he would have to retake a few shots or reshoot.

Director Chen took a closer look and said, "That umbrella doesn't look good."

"Okay, let's make up shots." Zhang Anran pulled the blanket off, handed it to Xiao Wang, and shouted at Ren Junxiang, "We need to make up some shots, come here."

Ren Junxiang was drinking hot water. Hearing that he ordered some meat, he handed the hot water to his assistant and replied, "Okay."

Without natural rain, we had to artificially rain. Fortunately, we only needed to take another shot of throwing an umbrella. Zhang Anran and Ren Junxiang carried the rain for a few minutes, and it was done.

After filming this scene, Zhang Anran began to play against other actors in an orderly manner. Because most of the scenes were everyday scenes, the assistant director took control immediately. Director Chen went to Wang Qing in person and broke the scene a little bit to talk to her. , and corrected her lines.

"...Your lines can't be too calm, and you can't be too excited."

"it is good."

"You have to play Xiao Ya's role. She used to like Anyang, but the person she loved was actually Lin Feng."

"Is it Lin Feng?"

An Qing asked this question back, and Director Chen's brain buzzed, but he was always good at restraining his emotions, and he still had a smile on his face: "Yes, of course it is Lin Feng."

Seeing Director Chen laughing, An Qing nodded herself, and continued to read the script.

Director Chen sighed heavily in his heart. If his lines are not good, hard work can make up for his weakness. If he can't understand the script, his talent is really limited.

Soon it was noon, everyone had a boxed lunch, Zhang Anran was no exception, but Director Chen knew his taste, and specially asked him to give him something he liked.

After eating, Zhang Anran learned that it was his turn to play at two o'clock in the afternoon, so he went straight into the car and went to take a lunch break.

The first scene in the afternoon was a reshoot with Wang Qing. Wang Qing hadn't had a break at noon and had been practicing. She managed to find some confidence, and even apologized to Zhang Anran in a low voice, only saying that it was because of her own reasons. I am very sorry for delaying the rhythm of the crew.

Zhang Anran listened to her with a blank face, and finally replied to her: "Let's film well."

Wang Qing boasted that she was good at concealing things, but Zhang Anran was a real actor, so naturally she would not miss her subtle expressions.But there are many people who hate him, Zhang Anran doesn't care much.

In the afternoon, the scene was daunting, repeated over and over again, and it was finally over.But Director Chen's expression was not very good all the time. It was already five o'clock in the evening when the show ended, but today's progress has not yet arrived.Director Chen discussed with Zhang Anran if he could add an hour to the shooting time.

Zhang Anran pinched his neck and said yes.

It was said to be an hour, and by the time it was over, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the crew began to distribute boxed lunches. Zhang Anran planned to eat some with him, but Xiao Wang brought his mobile phone.

Zhang Anran glanced at the screen, took the phone, and Qi Ping's voice was still full of a smile: "The meal is ready, come back and eat?"

Zhang Anran remained silent.

"There is Buddha jumping over the wall that you like."

"You are really not afraid of trouble."

"I'll make you food, why bother?"

"Okay, I'll go back."

Zhang Anran hung up the phone, and didn't have any intention of restraining himself, so he calmly said to Director Chen: "Then I'll go back first."

"Succeed, I was going to take some makeup photos today, but I got so busy that I got dizzy, so I chose a few still photos and put them up."

Zhang Anran knew Director Chen's eclectic nature and often forgot things, so he didn't care too much, so he replied, "Send me a message, and I'll forward it."

Zhang Anran stood up straight, chatted briefly with Ren Junxiang, and left directly from the crew.After returning to the house and just opening the door, he really smelled a familiar scent. He glanced at the living room and found that there were subtle changes in it. There were more delicate fruit plates and snack stands, and even the vases were filled with his favorite flowers. Standing at the dining table, Ping was in the midst of Shengfo Tiaoqiang. He carefully picked out Zhang Anran's favorite ingredients into the bowl, and he didn't like to pull them out again. He did it very carefully. When he got his own bowl, he took a spoonful and put it down. The spoon is gone.

"Back?" Qi Ping asked knowingly.

"Ah."

Zhang Anran changed his slippers, hung his coat on the hanger, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then sat at the dining table, took a sip of soup with a spoon: "Aren't you busy recently?"

"Fortunately, you will be filming in Suzhou City for five months. I will move the work here to deal with it. There is nothing urgent on weekdays." Qi Ping filled another bowl of rice and brought it to Zhang Anran.

Zhang Anran drank a few mouthfuls of soup and ate a small mouthful of rice. The steamed rice was neither sticky nor dry, neither hard nor soft, which especially suited his taste, just like Qi Ping and him, they were so compatible from the beginning, as if this person, Born to be with him.

However, no matter where there are people who are naturally compatible, no matter how compatible couples are, there will be disputes and frictions, and mutual tolerance is always needed in small things.Qi Ping's success, so far, is the most obvious evidence.

Zhang Anran was in a good mood today and didn't want to quarrel with Qi Ping, so he lowered his head to drink his soup and eat his food.Qi Ping put another chopsticks of vegetables in his bowl, Zhang Anran paused and ate them too.

"Dani Films is going to start a new series." Qi Ping's expression remained unchanged, as if he was talking about something trivial, "Do you want to act?"

"A new series?" Zhang Anran asked back.

"Dani Films is planning to launch a Chinese branch." Qi Ping replied succinctly.

"This should be a cake of Chinese origin, and male stars from Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan are also waiting to be fed."

Zhang Anran finished the last mouthful of soup, and Qi Ping naturally filled it up for him.

"I read the script and always think you are suitable to act."

"Will it explode?" Zhang Anran asked.

"Yes, and I will win prizes." Qi Ping said with a smile.

"Oh, then I won't act." Zhang Anran refused expressionlessly.

"Why?" Qi Ping was not surprised by Zhang Anran's answer, but he still asked.

"I don't like stealing other people's things very much." Zhang Anran sneered.

"But in your last life, you only won the best actor because you acted in this movie." Qi Ping put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and didn't care about what he just said.

Zhang Anran closed his eyes and said: "The Zhang Anran in the previous life has nothing to do with the Zhang Anran in this life. I don't want to repeat this matter again."