818 The actor who was raised by my milk

After tossing until night, the scene where the brothers meet still hasn't happened.

Chi Ming used to hear that Director Jiang had a bad temper, but he had never experienced it positively. Now he knows that Director Jiang has a dual mode. As long as you act out the feeling he wants, it’s fine. Paradise mode, but if you can't play it, sorry, it will be hell mode waiting for you.

Director Jiang asked Chi Ming and Yan Jiu to stand face to face, and then commanded from the side: "Chi Ming closes his eyes, Chi Ming opens his eyes—"

Those who didn't know thought they were playing Werewolf.

Every time Chi Ming opened his eyes, he looked at Yan Jiu with innocent eyes, but every time he heard Director Jiang yell: "No! Do it again!"

Then there is an endless loop of "Chi Ming closes his eyes, Chi Ming opens his eyes"...

In the end, Chi Ming was completely numb.

If you stare at a word for too long, you will have a feeling that you suddenly don't know the word. Chi Ming stared at Yan Jiu for several hours, and finally found this feeling of not knowing the word. People are becoming more and more strange and blurred...

Director Jiang: "Okay! By the way! Remember this feeling!"

Chi Ming: "..."

He didn't know the difference between this time and the previous hundreds of times.

Director Jiang called to call it a day, and Chi Ming asked suspiciously, "Why don't you film the meeting now?"

Director Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Is there any problem with shooting tomorrow? Is your memory only 3 minutes? Are you afraid that you will forget the feeling just now when you sleep? Then you'd better not sleep. Don't sleep, because it's not just the meeting, as long as it's a rivalry scene in the future, you have to look at Yan Jiu with the eyes I demand. I don't care what your relationship is in private, or how many crooked thoughts you have in your mind, but when it comes to the camera In front of you, you must let me see brotherly affection."

Chi Ming nodded stiffly, and seriously considered the possibility of not sleeping for a few months...

After Chi Ming finished removing her makeup, Yan Jiu had already left.

During the filming, as usual, he had to stay in a hotel near the studio. On the way back, Chi Ming was in a daze.

On the small desk in the hotel, squatting a yellow fur ball bigger than a football, holding an iPad and playing games.

Chi Ming has become very used to his son's colorful posture since he experienced the reshaping of the three views. In addition to the standard Xuanfeng and Dianji modes, his son has also unlocked many new postures, and will turn into a red face according to his mood Zixuanfeng, yellow-faced Lanxuanfeng, purple-faced Zixuanfeng, and now, a balloon Xuanfeng...

Seeing it swell to such a large size, the game should be quite fun.

Chi Ming's indescribably complicated mood was healed a little by his son, and he stroked his son's head, "What are you playing?"

Xiao Jiu turned on the screen for Chi Ming to see.

Well, it's Angry Birds.

His son has been loving this outdated game lately.

On the screen, the blue bird turned into three in the air, crashing into the glass pillar... Chi Ming looked at his own reflection on the screen, and unconsciously began to lose his mind.

As long as he blinks, the image of Yan Jiu will appear in front of his eyes.

When he was a child, he was stupid and unbelieving, and often stared at the light bulb deliberately, and then the small light bulb seemed to be printed on his eyelids, and it would pop out brightly every time he closed his eyes.

Yan Jiu is like a small light bulb, always showing a sense of presence in front of Chi Ming's eyes.

He didn't know how long he had been wandering away, but he only knew that when he came back to his senses, his son had stopped playing games and started checking Weibo.

A big yellow fur ball is lying on the iPad and scrolling Weibo. This picture is still very joyful. Chi Ming tried his best to drive Yan Jiu out of his mind, sat down with his son in his arms, and brushed with it.

The big yellow furball scratched the screen with its paws, and clicked on Chi Ming's own homepage.

The stills of "Oasis" hang high above the top.

In the stills, Lin Zhou is walking on a deserted road with Lin Chuan on his back. The sun is scorching, and Lin Chuan's pale skin is almost transparent, but there is an uncompromising firmness in his clear eyes.This reminded Chi Ming of the first time he saw Yan Jiu, he was so pale and thin, but his back was straight, like a snowflake, stubbornly unwilling to melt in midsummer.

Chi Ming inhaled slowly, only to feel a convulsion somewhere in his chest.

Before I knew it, my mind wandered to nowhere.

Xiao Jiu flipped through the comments under the stills, and followed a certain line to open a link.

This is a video, a few kids stand in a row, introducing themselves solemnly, each tone is more serious, and each look more silly.

Xiao Jiu was just looking at it casually, but after a few seconds, the feathers on its head suddenly stood erect.

Chi Ming was also attracted by the sound of the video, and his eyes fell on the screen casually.

It seems that this is an old children's variety show, with the words "Rising Star" hanging behind the stage, and a bunch of little stars painted in gold are posted.

Contestant No. [-]: "My name is Cheng Zihao. I am six years old. My dream in the future is to go to the sky, to the moon."

Contestant No. [-]: "My name is Chen Xiaomeng. I am eight years old. I will be a superhero in the future and save the world."

Contestant No. [-]: "My name is Xu Ke. I am five years old. I don't know what I will do in the future. I think I can be a father..."

Little contestant No. [-]: "My name is... My name is Xiao Baobao. This year... I will clean up in the future..."

Immediately below is No. [-]. If No. [-] is skipped, it should be cut off due to withdrawal.

Contestant No. [-]: "My name is Fan Chengyun. I am seven years old. I don't really want to grow up. Thank you."

Little contestant No. [-]: "My name is Chi Ming. I am eight years old. When I grow up, I want to build robots and drive Transformers..."

Chi Ming didn't realize it at first, and when the No. [-] contestant came to his mind, an exclamation mark in capital letters popped up.

Isn't this No. [-] him?

Chi Ming dragged the progress bar back and watched it again. Although the GV quality of the video was high, he was sure immediately that this tall, skinny brat was himself!

It's day, what made robots and opened Transformers is simply black history.

Chi Ming couldn't bear to look directly at him, but he still finished watching the video, and the memories of this variety show also emerged one by one.

At that time, Jiuxiandian was not the movie theater it is now, but it has already shown its industry-leading posture in variety shows and entertainment.

That year, the son of the leader of the local TV station had just entered elementary school, so he had a brainstorm and created such a children's talent show, which was considered the first in China at that time.

There is no reason to look far away, so Fengming Primary School, which is closest to the TV station, has become the first choice for catching children.

The school thinks this is a good publicity opportunity, and said that if they get the ranking in the program, they will give the homeroom teachers spiritual and material double rewards, so the teachers are very concerned about this matter.

Chi Ming was handsome back then, with fair skin, a head taller than his peers, and the backbone of the school team's basketball team, so he naturally became the teacher's key target. Later, I don't know how the class teacher fooled him In short, Chi Ming signed up in such a daft way, passed the pre-selection very smoothly, and entered the official recording session.

Chi Ming can't remember the specific recording process. The only thing that left a deep impression on him was that he sang out of tune. When he was performing awkward songs on stage, a choreographer and director aunt kept covering her mouth and laughing. Pointing at him.

But he was very calm, and ended with a domineering roar, which perfectly calmed down those brats who laughed at him.

People are really afraid of being famous, and even such an ancient black history has been picked up.

The comment area was filled with barbell-like laughter, and fans said one after another: Please complete the version!

Chi Ming turned off the comments, and said in his heart that you should ask slowly, this show has been going on for almost 20 years, if I really ask for it, I will lose.

But his son didn't realize the old father's embarrassment in the face of the black history at all. He clicked on the video again, fast-forwarded to Chi Ming, and watched the self-introduction of the second-year-old again.

Chi Ming crossed his arms, "Laugh if you want to, don't hold back!"

Xiao Jiu didn't smile or answer, just silently read it again.

Chi Ming: "..." That's ok, silent ridicule, right?

So he left the room and hid.

In fact, it's not really embarrassing enough to hide, it's just an excuse for myself to go out for a walk.

The sponsor's father of "Oasis" is Yan Jiu himself, and he is not stingy at all in terms of funds. The hotel facilities arranged for them are pretty good. There is a book bar, a gym, and a semi-outdoor bar on the top floor.

Chi Ming walked to the bar on the top floor.

The temperature has dropped in the past few days, the north wind blows the green plants shivering, there are quite a few customers in the bar, but they all stay in the indoor half, the terrace is particularly deserted, there are white wooden tables under the parasols, and retro wind lamps stand alone on the table On the ground, being blown by the north wind, it seemed that even the light of the fire was frozen cold.

Chi Ming planned to have a drink, but when he passed the terrace, he glanced casually, but saw Yan Jiu.

He sat at the corner table, wrapped in a thick dark windbreaker, holding a wine glass in his hand, and the cocktail reflected colorful light under the light.

Chi Ming's legs automatically took steps and walked to Yan Jiu's side.

Before Yan Jiu could speak, Uncle Bai behind him spoke first, "Mr. Chi, look, in such a cold day, my Master Jiu insists on sitting here to blow the wind. I say it's useless, but you should persuade me Him."

Yan Jiu's face was a little pale. If it was in the past, Chi Ming would have grabbed his hand without even thinking about it, and tried to see if he was cold. But today, there is a ghost in his heart, let alone touching his hand, even walking up to him I feel a little difficult around me.

Chi Ming stood still on the opposite side of the table, his gaze wandered unnaturally, and finally returned to Yan Jiu's face, "It's too cold, let's go back."

Yan Jiu shook the wine glass, "It's the first time we're filming a rival scene, won't you have a drink with me?"

Chi Ming didn't know what he was thinking, so he strode to the bar, bought a glass of spirits casually, returned to Yan Jiu, raised his glass to him, and finished it.

Yan Jiu: "Okay, then I will do it too."

Chi Ming immediately held down his cup, "Don't imitate me, just take a sip and go back immediately after drinking."

Yan Jiu squinted, with an expression of not intending to be obedient, so Chi Ming had no choice but to snatch his cup, drank most of it with a bang, bang bang, and then returned the cup to him.

There was only one layer of wine left, but Yan Jiu took a sip and still didn't finish it after 3 minutes.

Chi Ming roared anxiously in his heart, feeling anxious when he saw his children not eating well, "Yan Jiu, I'm serious, it's too cold, you can't sit in the air."

"Brother, sit down and drink with me."

Yan Jiu deliberately called him brother, reminding him of all the things on the set today, mixed with a lot of indescribable emotions in his anxiety, his chest seemed to be stuffed with a critically inflated balloon, ready to explode at any time.

At this moment, Yan Jiu coughed.

The balloon finally blew up.

The shock was followed by empty palpitations.

Chi Ming walked up to Yan Jiu, put the cup in his hand on the table, grabbed his hand again, and pulled him up from the chair.

Chi Ming knew Yan Jiu's room, so he led him all the way to the door of the room in a somewhat arrogant manner, took out the room card from his windbreaker pocket, opened the door, and dragged him directly into the room.

The room was very warm, and Chi Ming felt a little hot and dry.

Because of this, she felt even more that Yan Jiu's fingers were cold.

Bear kid, if you have to sit on the roof and drink and enjoy the breeze, it's no wonder it's not cool.

Yan Jiu looked at Chi Ming with a half-smile, imitating Director Jiang's tone and said, "Chi Ming, your expression is wrong."

Chi Ming once again felt from the bottom of his heart that this is a playful, self-willed and careless brat.

If there is nothing to do, I like to jump on the tip of his heart.

He patted Yan Jiu's head helplessly, "Take a hot bath and go to bed early."

After speaking, he walked out of the room and closed the door behind his back.

Standing at the door, Chi Ming let out a long breath.

Yes, brat.

Moreover, he is willful and self-willed, which does not make people worry.

but……

He likes this brat.