Actresses in pairs [Entertainment]

"Teacher Xia?"

"Teacher Xia?"

"what?"

"It's time to go back."

"Okay." Xia Yitong took two steps, then looked back at the elevator, as if Lu Yinbing was still there.

She doesn't remember herself, that's okay, she will remember later.

Xia Yitong cheered up and hurried back to the room to take a shower.

The emotion represented by the expression on her face was quickly revealed. Fang Hui felt that since joining the crew of "Broken Snow", Xia Yitong has been forging ahead day by day, becoming more cheerful and optimistic day by day.

At the beginning of last year, Xia Yitong, her former assistant, said when she handed over to her: "Mr. Xia looks easy to get along with on the outside, but inside she has a little...how should I put it, similar to a glass heart, but not a glass heart. She often You will be inexplicably lost and pessimistic, and you pay more attention to her emotions in private, and sometimes you will be very desperate, completely disregarding her body, pay attention to let her take a break in time."

And after a long time of contact, it is indeed the case.Xia Yitong is cheerful on the outside, but pessimistic on the inside. The pressure of making a mistake and losing all the games has always shrouded her head, and her dedication to her career is completely different from that of ordinary people. She keeps running like a machine, but after all, the human body is not a machine. I did it, so sometimes it would make Fang Hui feel scary.

She is like a person who is running desperately in the endless night, only a faint light hangs on her, far away, and has no direction from left to right.Only by running non-stop for a moment, even if she falls down, can she not stop, so that she can get close to the light.

But now Xia Yitong is more like a real person, because the light is just one step away from her, she can stop, take a good look at the light, and then learn how to hug her.

This is a long process of sadness and sweetness.

A crush is a bitter emotion, but a crush is also a great thing.If you haven't had a crush on someone, you don't know how good you can be for another person.

Under the dim eye-protecting bedside lamp, Xia Yitong looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table that pointed to 03:30, put down the script that had been rolled up in just half a month, yawned, and closed it with a sleeping mask Eyes, she said to herself:

"Good night, Xia Tong."

The night wind whipped up the long hair around Lu Yinbing's ears. Lu Yinbing closed the window and walked from the window to the edge of the bed. Xiaoxi had already arranged the bed and pillows for her at an angle she was used to, and said, "Miss, the indoor temperature It's dropped to 24 degrees, do you want to take a shower now?"

"wash."

"I'll get you a new pajamas, skirt or trousers."

"Pants."

"Ok."

"Go back to sleep after getting your clothes, it's getting late."

"Okay." Xiaoxi replied suspiciously. In the past, Lu Yinbing would tell her to leave after taking a shower, and sometimes there would be some weird tasks that she needed to do.

Xiaoxi raised the temperature to 26, closed the door and left.

Lu Yinbing threw herself on the bed, grabbed the bed that had been made with her backhand and covered her face. In less than a second, she was smoked by the smell of her body, and jumped off the bed, messing around. Think about it after you take a shower.

——Poor, earn some money to supplement, and see if there is any opportunity by the way.

——Do you want to be a group performer?

--Not at all.

--what else?

Lu Yinbing closed her eyes tightly, hot water flowed down her face, and flowed over the outline of her slender body. She opened her eyes suddenly, and realized that the sentence she asked was ambiguous.What I asked was whether there is any other purpose besides looking for opportunities to be an actor, but this sentence can also be understood as what have you done besides being a group performer. "Not all" can be understood as not all for being a group performance, and It is understandable that not only has she worked as a group performer, she knows that Xia Yitong has pushed a machine, but also as a dresser who she just heard about today.

What is the meaning of her answer?

Is that what you think it means?If it is the first meaning, then what is the opportunity she is looking for when she frequents filming locations?

...Could it be her?

Lu Yinbing calmly denied the answer by himself, but at the same time, he couldn't help his mood slowly rising because of this guess.

Lu Yinbing came out of the shower, applied body lotion on himself, and thought: But why doesn't she talk?It's not an unspeakable reason for me, it's not surprising that fans do anything for idols, maybe I can sign her autograph or something when I'm moved.By the way, she has known herself for so long and hasn't asked herself for an autograph or anything.

Or, in fact, it's the second meaning. Not only has she been a group performer, but she also has some professions that cannot be mentioned on the surface, such as "naked replacement"... and so on.Lu Yinbing treats all film practitioners equally, including substitutes, such as Wenti, Wuti, Guangti, etc. They are everywhere, but they often hide behind the stars and are unknown.The most special among them is naked substitutes, especially well-known stars, who have exclusive substitutes.Lu Yinbing herself has her own nude replacement to help her shoot overly revealing scenes, and she herself respects him very much.But when he thought that Xia Yitong might be a naked substitute, Lu Yinbing felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Shaking his head to get rid of the inexplicable guesses in his mind, Lu Yinbing put on the cover of the body milk, and went out of the bathroom in long-sleeved trousers and pajamas. As soon as he came into contact with the room with the air conditioner turned on for a long time, he was so cold that he shuddered. Got into the quilt.It was also cold under the quilt, Lu Yinbing rubbed his arms, staring at the ceiling.

If I knew I had asked clearly just now, why didn't she ask further?strangeness.

Lu Yinbing couldn't remember the state of mind at that time, his brain seemed to be short-circuited suddenly, and his intuition told her not to ask any more questions, and she really didn't ask any more questions, damned intuition.

The alarm clock on the bedside table showed [-]:[-]. Next to the alarm clock was a transparent glass bottle tied with a blue ribbon. Lu Yinbing had just warmed his hands and struggled a bit. He stretched out his hand to the bottle and held it up to his eyes for a closer look. As she watched, her vision became more and more blurred, and the bottles turned into one, two, three, and four.

The bent arms gradually flattened and fell to the edge of the bed, and the clenched fingers gradually loosened. The bottle rolled down on the wooden board not far from the ground, making a very soft muffled sound. It rolled quickly and rolled into the corner of the wall. Under the cabinet, it lightly bumped against the wall and stopped moving.

A clean blue ribbon is stained with dust.

Lu Yinbing breathed steadily, and fell asleep. The hand that had been exposed to the air for a long time, his fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to grasp something, but in the end he didn't grasp anything, and put it in the warm bed. The woman with long arms and legs curled herself up, buried herself in the bed, and hummed contentedly.

The scar on Xia Yitong's back is so pretty...

Lu Yinbing slept for less than three hours when she was woken up by the alarm clock. She lay on her back on the bed, closed her eyes and twisted the sheet under her hands into twists, and let out an irritable snort. A bit of my nail was chopped off.

Three minutes later, she called Xiaoxi, and Xiaoxi, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, swiped her room card and came in. The first thing she did was to turn off the air conditioner that was turned up to 3 degrees at night, and then prepare Lu Yinbing's clothes for today and brush her teeth After washing his face and changing his clothes, before dawn, Lu Yinbing sat in the dressing room in a daze.

Several make-up artists and make-up assistants spread out various tools, and worked diligently and meticulously on the three-acre land on her face. In more than ten years of high-intensity work, Lu Yinbing had already cultivated a side When sleeping while putting on makeup, not only can I sleep sitting up, but I can also sleep standing up without even moving my eyebrows.

She woke up from her sleep, and both the makeup artist and Xiaoxi were startled.

Xiaoxi: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yinbing frowned and said, "I seem to have forgotten something."

"Did you forget something? I'll go and look in my bag."

"I don't know, you can look for it."

Xiaoxi looked through it and said, "I have brought everything that should be brought, and there is nothing missing."

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong." Lu Yinbing asked, "What time is it?"

"It's just six o'clock. A certain artist surnamed Xia hasn't arrived yet."

"Did I ask you? You just talk fast."

Xiaoxi stuck out her tongue, anyway, sooner or later she would have to ask.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yinbing began to scan in the direction of the door of the dressing room frequently from the corner of his eye.

Xiao Xi said, "I'll go out and see if Teacher Xia is here?"

Lu Yinbing said quietly: "Have you read the elementary school textbook "The Death of Yang Xiu"? You know too much."

Xiaoxi left a sentence, "You are not Cao Cao", and walked to the door and said, "No, that is clearly a ninth grade text, not an elementary school textbook at all."

Lu Yinbing couldn't see her, so he grabbed a small gadget and threw it backwards.

One by one they are going to heaven.

Xiao Xi opened the door and came in, saying, "I've searched all over the studio, but Teacher Xia hasn't come yet."

"What time is it?" Lu Yinbing's face sank visible to the naked eye.

"06:30."

"Is it melted?"

"not yet."

Lu Yinbing asked, "Where's my phone?"

Xiaoxi handed it to her respectfully: "Your Highness." Then he immediately stepped back and disappeared from her sight.

Lu Yinbing opened WeChat, logged out, switched accounts, logged in, added new friends, entered a WeChat ID from memory, and the familiar wishing bottle profile picture appeared on the screen.

Verification information: I am Ni Siding, a reporter from "Entertainment Weekly Broadcast".

Lu Yinbing: "Xiaoxi, use your WeChat to send Xia Yitong a message, asking why she hasn't come yet. If she asks what I'm doing, just say I'm sleeping in the dressing room."