There is no domineering side leak today [Entertainment]

In the end, Bao An didn't know what disease Haitu would see, because that guy said he couldn't do it now.

He didn't believe this kind of nonsense at all, but believed that the man behind Haitu was in poor health, so the two had no real relationship.

Thinking of this, Bao An was relieved a lot. He is a purebred straight man. He used to go to gay forums every day because of Haitu, and he almost got himself out of depression.

I signed a contract with Quankan, and their show will be released in two weeks, with two episodes played every week, according to the foreign filming and broadcasting format.

The director is very confident in his virgin work, and he is even more assertive when talking to the other main creators of the crew.

However, Hai Tu didn't feel much about these things. What impressed him the most was that shooting was much easier now.

Before the show was sold, the director asked to do it again when he saw a little bit of dissatisfaction, but since the contract was signed, in order to meet the deadline, he has become able to get by.

Bao An was a little worried, he was really looking out for his artists, and felt that the director's attitude was not good, so he suggested that Haitu go through the plot to be filmed the next day several times to deepen his impression when he returned home.

Qi Qian felt that Hai Tu was a bit strange these days.

For example, now, the person in front of him has finished eating the last bite of rice, puts down the bowl, wipes his mouth and says, "I'm done eating."

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to run upstairs.

"Wait a minute." Qi Qian called to stop him: "Stand for a while after eating, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

Hai Tu turned back again: "I have something to do up there."

Qi Qian: "What's the matter?"

He casually reminded: "You haven't done your homework for several days."

Children are uncertain, everything is hot for 3 minutes, if you don't stare at it, you still can't do it, Qi Qian thought to himself, save more time to pay attention to Xia Haitu in the future.

As soon as he said Hai Tu, it suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to have really forgotten about it.

"I'll write it in two days. I'm really busy recently!" Hai Tu walked up to Qi Qian with her head shrunk, and discussed in a low voice.

Qi Qian served himself a bowl of soup: "What's the matter?"

"I want to read the script." Hai Tu said obediently, "Brother Bao said to go home and read more, otherwise the filming won't be good."

Qi Qian was surprised: "Didn't you never watch it before?"

"That's right." Hai Tu moved the chair and sat down next to him: "I'm in a hurry now, so I have to look more."

He propped his chin with his hand: "Brother Bao will be scolded if he says something that is not serious."

"Sit down." Qi Qian knocked on him, and after knowing that there was indeed something to do, he stopped forcing him to study: "Okay, go and see, go to bed early."

Hai Tu went into her room and closed the door, took out the script and began to memorize it, trying to figure out the context while memorizing it.

"Name? Age? Well, did you just graduate from college? Next question, how did you die?"

Tomorrow's plot is that after Jingwei finished the last case, he ran into a man when he was going to have dinner. The man had a hole in his head, and blood and brains flowed out from the inside, but he didn't notice it.

Not only did he not feel it himself, but there were many people sitting around who didn't see it.

So Jingwei, who had seen ghosts more than once as a veteran policeman, clearly knew what was going on.After eating, he took out the small notebook he carried with him, and made a note on the spot.

Including this man, Jingwei saw a total of four ghosts. Although it was natural to get used to it, when he was taking notes, the script required him to shake his hands slightly and chatter his teeth to prove that he was still afraid.

Hai Tu memorized the lines twice, and tried to shake her hands, feeling a little too deliberate.

"The teeth were chattering... He touched the upper and lower teeth together." He tried it, and said to himself in doubt: "Is this so? It doesn't seem right."

This kind of physical performance Hai Tu always felt that the performance was not in place, even after trying several times, he restlessly propped his forehead with a pen, trying to hold back some inspiration.

Finally, I got a feeling. After trying it, I thought it was okay, but I would get stuck in the next plot. After a long time, Hai Tu couldn't concentrate very much. He glanced around the room, and happened to see the Costumes on the bed.

In the play, Jing Wei wore police uniforms most of the time. At that time, Qi Qian ordered a dozen sets for him.The set on Haitu's bed was brought back for washing two days ago, and he planned to bring it back to the crew tomorrow, so he put it in the bedroom to remember.

Hai Tu looked at the costumes for a while, and decided to change into them on a whim and try the show again. After all, he obviously felt that acting was much easier on the set.

The fact is the same, after putting on the police uniform, he seems to have suddenly opened up, and he easily brought himself into Jingwei's state of mind.

After going through the scenes to be performed tomorrow twice, Hai Tu looked at the time and decided to take a bath first, read a book and then go to bed.

Recently, I have indeed been suspected of being lazy, so I don't blame Qi Qian for talking about him.

As soon as he undid the two buttons on the police uniform, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

Hai Tu turned his head with his hands on his chest, and saw Qi Qian with one hand on the doorknob, with a surprised expression on his face.

"What are you?" Qi Qian asked after making the same gesture as Hai Tu - after loosening his tie.

Hai Tu continued to unbutton one of the bottom buttons, took off his hat and walked over: "I'm auditioning."

The weather was not cool, and the air conditioner was not turned on in Haitu's room, so he only wore a shirt-style police uniform. Now that three buttons were unbuttoned, a large piece of skin on his chest was exposed. Like glowing.

"Do you want to see me act?" Seeing that Qi Qian didn't speak, Hai Tu continued to ask. Although he thought the performance just now was okay, it must be better if someone gives advice.

Qi Qian walked in and closed the door: "Yes, can we try now?"

"That's right." Hai Tu waited for him to sit on the chair, and put the script in his hand: "Now let's perform No.13 episode No.20 scene."

After he finished speaking, the expression on Hai Tu's face changed. He leaned forward slightly, took two steps and squatted on the ground, as if someone next to him asked, "Are you right here?"

As if he heard an accurate reply, he swept the sundries on the floor with his hands, moved another object, and pressed his hand on the ground: "It's buried very deep, I may not be able to get it out by myself."

After finishing speaking, he stood up again, put his hands on his waist, looked outside, and went back to continue moving things: "Who is so wicked, buried you so deep, when will I finish moving by myself !"

Qi Qian compared his hands, and felt that he should be able to wrap his hands around that waist. He wanted to move his eyes away, but his eyes wandered involuntarily around his chest and waist.

The owner of the Waist Essence should have finished removing all the sundries on it. He squatted down and looked inside: "I think I saw you. Just wait, when my colleague comes over later, you can see the light of day again."

After watching Hai Tu's performance, Qi Qian gave a high evaluation, and then said that he had other work to do, so he went out.

"Go ahead, good night." After being praised, Hai Tu was in a great mood, and her original plan to take a bath also stopped, planning to rethink the script twice.

After all, Brother Bao's goal for him is to win the best actor!

The guy who said he had a job didn't move for 10 minutes behind his desk.

Qi Qian felt a little guilty.

Just now, he almost had a physical reaction to his savior!

Simply incomprehensible!

He felt that maybe he hadn't vented for too long, so he would feel impulsive when he saw anyone.

Growing up in the environment of Qi's family, Qi Qian has seen a lot of things between men and women since he was a child. He held banquets at home several times, and he could see people having intimate exchanges in the garden.

Maybe if you watch too much, you won't feel anything new. For Qi Qian, the meaning of this kind of exercise is only to vent your exuberant energy.

But his energy can be used elsewhere, such as work.

So from adolescence to the present, he has not been too interested in this kind of thing. Normally, he is self-reliant once or twice a month, and the older he is, the lower the frequency.

I completely forgot about it until after I got sick.

Qi Qian closed his eyes and reflected on himself, but Hai Tu's face appeared uncontrollably in his mind. He felt that somewhere in himself was becoming impulsive again, and he slapped his forehead hard: "Pervert."

After scolding himself, he didn't plan to read scriptures in the study anymore.

Picking up a change of clothes from the cloakroom, Qi Qian walked into the bathroom, lay down in the bathtub filled with essential oils, and let the water flow over his chest.

Essential oils have a soothing and calming effect, but they also lather.Under the water covered by foam, Qi Qian raised one hand to hold something, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

……

The shorter the time before the show is released, the more anxious the director will be.

In fact, this is understandable. As a semi-novice, he is responsible for too many things.

From setting the script to casting the cast to soliciting investment and then to filming, it is necessary to draw sub-shots, be in charge of filming, and discuss the plot with the screenwriter.

It can be said that one person is using it as five or six.

He was also very proud, thinking that he would be able to do what the old directors could do, and refused to let others interfere.

The final result is that things may not be so beautiful, but the top of the head is getting brighter and brighter.

Another scene was not shot well, the big brother who pretended to be the dead was so cheap that he touched the blood on his face.

It wasn't a big deal at first, just reapplied makeup, but the director suddenly went crazy.

"It's killing you if you don't move your hands, right? Do you know what mutual respect is? You wipe away everything that people have worked so hard for you. It's fun to waste everyone's time, right? You think your time is worthless Isn’t other people’s time valuable?” The director’s voice was loud, and when he spoke, spit was flying everywhere: “I’m telling you, a person like you deserves to be a group performer for the rest of his life.”

Hai Tu was close, and he could see that brother lowered his head and gritted his teeth, feeling like he could explode at any moment.

However, he didn't say a word until the end, and silently went to the makeup artist to finish the makeup, and there was no failure during the final shooting.

After filming this scene, there was a few minutes of rest time. The one who played the deceased was called Huang Jie. He had just joined the set for two days, and there were not many scenes. He offended the director on the first day of filming, and no one else liked to have anything to do with him. friendship.

At this moment, he was squatting in the corner alone, looking inexplicably pitiful.

Hai Tu walked over and handed him a bottle of water.

"Thank you." The man took it and squeezed the bottle in his hand.

Hai Tu comforted: "The director has been getting angry recently, so don't worry too much about it."

"It's nothing, I don't care." The deceased brother unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a small half of the bottle of water, but he was very careful not to damage the makeup while drinking.

After drinking the water, he raised his head and smiled at Haitu. Due to his makeup, this smile looked rather terrifying: "Call me as long as you give me money. The wages here are high."

Hai Tu didn't know what to say, so she just oh.

The rest time was over, and when they were shouting to start work, Hai Tu heard him say again: "The thing dripped into the corner of my eye before, so I just got rid of it because I felt uncomfortable."