give you a soft spot

Xiaoyou, who was absent last night, said after hearing about the shooting of the commercial that I was quick to get wise.

I pointed to my swollen right cheek: "It must be a wisdom tooth in a hurry."

She giggled non-stop after hearing this: "You are so funny, little one."

I really thought about it, if Xi Zhuo hadn't stood there patiently waiting for me to roll up his trousers, and hadn't accepted the coat I handed him, then what I did could only show that my head was thickened.

The result is attributed to luck, but not to the end.I have never been more efficient, and I grew a wisdom tooth overnight.As soon as I called my mother and called Mom, the old man on the other side of the phone who was playing mahjong shouted nonsense.Just in time for the assembly to start work, I hung up the phone directly.

It is said that it is a waste to bring emotions to work, so I am a waste wearing a mask.No matter how I adjust it, I can’t lift my spirits. The professional quality of that damned wisdom tooth is touching. It reminds me that it exists in my deep gums with continuous pain every minute.

What made me even less in the mood was that Xi Zhuo had no role in the daytime and didn't come to the set, so I didn't even have the conditions to divert my attention.I was melancholy from early morning to dusk, and I didn't even eat a few bites of my favorite fish-flavored shredded pork in the evening box lunch with the crew.

Growing up, I have a very accurate gold standard for judging physical condition. If I don’t even actively eat, it will really suck.

After eating and resting and chatting, some staff advised me to quickly find a time to extract my wisdom teeth to avoid further pain, and some people said that not pulling them out would damage the internal nerves.I am like an emperor who listens attentively to the ministers and counsels but is undecided, sometimes shaking his head and sometimes nodding.

Soon a familiar voice was heard.

"Don't pull it out, it hurts."

Xi Zhuo, who came to shoot the night scene, was standing on the steps behind us, smiling with his hands in his pockets.Everyone greeted him one after another, and after he responded, he came over and patted me on the shoulder: "I have been in pain for half a month, and it will be fine. Cheng Ming, why don't you try it too?"

The whole crew called me Xiaoge, except Xi Zhuo, who always called me by my full name. It was a very common word, but it sounded so nice when it came out of his mouth.

I took the risk of being hurt to death in the end to give face to the idol, and smiled wryly through the mask: "Okay, then I will try first."

Xi Zhuo is famous for being kind to fans and staff, I have heard too many heartwarming deeds from him, but this time it is my turn.

He threw me a bag of things when I was changing clothes at halftime. I looked at the few packets of medicine in the bag, and after understanding it, I raised my head to meet the eyes of the whole room, and I said thank you Brother Zhuo.

Xi Zhuo was still wearing makeup after being shot, and his arms were covered with blood. He asked Bai Yang, "Where is Xiuren? He is the only one who knows how I took these medicines."

Bai Yang shook his head: "I haven't seen him since just now."

Xi Zhuo came straight over and grabbed the medicine I was still holding, and opened the white paper bags one by one with bloody fingers: "I remember two green pills, one white pill, three red pills, and three yellow pills." .”

In order not to delay Xi Zhuo's makeup, I immediately turned back to get a glass of water and swallowed the medicine as he said.Maybe I moved too fast, which surprised Xi Zhuo who was still thinking about his handsome face. He said that what I said may not be right, you really dare to eat it.

Amidst the laughter of the whole room, my hand that put on the mask stopped in mid-air.Since the day I fell in love with Xi Zhuo, red-green color blindness has never touched my blind spot of knowledge.It's a congenital color vision disorder in which the patient sees the entire spectrum as two basic hues.They basically regard the long waves of red, orange, yellow and green as yellow, and the short waves of cyan, blue and purple as blue.Although the retina also has two kinds of cone cells that normal people perceive red light and green light, they will mix the two colors sensed and cannot accurately distinguish them.

Xi Zhuo once said that the world he sees is also colorful, but some colors are painted in the wrong place.

For example, all the medicines I have taken have been given the wrong color by him.

After He Xiu came back and found out what had happened, he flipped through the paper bags on the table: "I really convinced you, brother Zhuo, none of them were right."

Xi Zhuo just finished putting on his makeup, and joked with everyone in the room as he walked out: "You all look at Cheng's name, he just took the wrong medicine."

I looked at Xiaoyou at the door who had already laughed so hard that he bowed to the world, and I said don't laugh, if I go crazy, I will be the first to hit you.

I hope that with the current counterfeit technology, it doesn't matter much if you eat one more grain or one less.After I joked a few more words, I went to help prepare the costumes for the next scene, and He Xiu just brushed past me.With a tone of complaint and disgust that was very different from the people around him, he said, what are you doing so nonsense, can you eat it when I come back?

He Xiu doesn't like me, I always knew it.

I don't know how I offended him, who has always been kind to others, so that he never smiles at me or shows kindness to me.During the filming of the car commercial, he was the one who went to pick up the clothes with me. He held a flashlight and folded his arms to watch the whole process indifferently, and he didn’t even open the door for me who was carrying a heavy metal hanger.

He is very proud and always looks at me with scrutiny and disgust, but it's the opposite to other staff members, so I feel awkward and don't want to get close to him.

He Xiu is Cindy's other clothing assistant besides Xiaoyou. He is a professional fashion buyer and is responsible for purchasing and organizing Xi Zhuo's private clothes.It was also brought out by Sister Cindy. I can get along very well with Xiaoyou, but I can't get along with him.I think the problem is not with me, I have never found it difficult to communicate with anyone as a versatile type, and He Xiu is No.1.

After a long night, I didn't finish work until 03:30 in the morning.I dragged my legs like ten kilos of sandbags to do the final clothing count.Feeling exhausted, I squatted down and took a rest. Unexpectedly, the staff member who was in charge of finishing the clothes after work with me then directed and acted a scene called "What is a teammate like a pig?"

He didn't see me among the racks of clothes and thought I was gone.The slow reaction of my physical discomfort bumped into his quick action of rushing back.With the speed of his single hands for who knows how many years, he turned off the light and locked the door before I even got up.

The crew is the most flustered when work is over. Everyone will evacuate after counting the costumes and equipment.I yelled twice and got no response, I thought angrily, it’s fine if I can’t get out, and I’ll be relieved when that idiot comes to open the door and scares him to death.

However, my IQ is still online, and I keep tapping on and off the lights, hoping that any staff member who has not left can come to check. After all, people at the same level can always cover each other. Stupid angry.

After 2 minutes, I heard the sound of white ripples from far to near in the corridor.

"I guess the light in that room keeps flashing because there is a problem with the wiring. Let's go."

I patted the door panel and yelled with all my might, a line that is most frequently spoken by prisoners in film and television dramas after they are imprisoned.I pounded on the door and yelled, don't go, let me out!