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There is no right or wrong, just different positions.

He hopes that the actor can become the pen in his hand and cooperate with him to complete an excellent painting, while the actor hopes that the self in the painting is bright and vivid enough to attract the attention of the painting viewer.

At this time, Zhu Yi said, "Xiao Yu, what you and Scarlett said are both reasonable, why don't you shoot both versions and choose when editing."

Yu Feng thought for a moment, then glared at Wu Zhen again, sighed and said, "That's according to Teacher Zhu."

But He Sijia was still unwilling and wanted to argue, but Wu Zhen shook her head slightly.

After filming a scene, He Sijia hurriedly found Wu Zhen, "Why did you stop me from continuing?"

"You should understand how stubborn Director Yu is when filming, and it's useless to talk about it."

Yu Feng belongs to the kind of director who can make actors go crazy in filming over and over again as long as he is not satisfied. He won't lose his temper, he just spends it with you.

He Sijia was even more upset, "In this case, he will definitely not choose my version."

"Not always."

Wu Zhen sat on the recliner, motioned He Sijia to approach, and secretly taught: "The film is indeed a whole, as long as your later interpretation is consistent with the current logic, and the character behavior pattern is consistent, he can only choose yours."

"What do you mean?"

"For example, on the night of Jin's mother's death, Jin Xiaohan in the script did not clearly realize that his mother was dead, but you can make him conscious, just like today."

"What if Lao Yu objects again?"

"It depends on how you design it. If you can make Lao Yu reluctant to give up, you will win."

Wu Zhen smiled contemptuously, "Actors not only challenge roles, but sometimes they also challenge directors, and directors have to challenge investors, which is quite interesting."

While chatting, another assistant of He Sijia, Xiao Qi, came over and told him to record EPK at night.

EPK stands for Electronic Media Manual, which usually includes trailers, interviews with actors or directors, behind-the-scenes footage, filmmaking specials, side-shot documentaries, etc. Most of them will be released during the promotional period, or included in DVDs.

It was the first time for He Sijia to record EPK, and she asked, "Is this troublesome?"

"No trouble, it's just like an ordinary interview." Wu Zhen recorded it yesterday, and explained: "There will be an outline on the publicity side, you can ask the team to write the answers for you in advance, memorize them, or you can answer casually .”

"What kind of questions do you usually ask?"

"For example, your impressions of the story and characters, and your impression of other actors in the crew."

He Sijia said in her heart that he even wrote the biographies of the characters, and he felt relieved before he opened his mouth.

Wu Zhen also taught some skills, saying that when answering the questions, don't be too conscious, and try to be as practical as possible, so that it is convenient for the editor to match the picture.

He Sijia was thoughtful, and joked after a while: "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for teaching me another trick."

Wu Zhen smiled, "Anyway, you have also paid homage to me as a teacher, so I will naturally do my best."

He Sijia didn't react at first, and looked at Wu Zhen blankly. Seeing the other party's smile deepening, he suddenly remembered the embarrassing incident of almost falling in front of Wu Zhen on the bullock cart on the first day when he came to the production team, and immediately laughed and cursed.

The two made fun of each other as if no one else was there, and Xiao Qi saw it all. She complained to Mian Mian in private: "Mr. Wu is awesome, the boss used to hate him so much, but now he's been so intimate in less than a month, and it's amazing how much he can't do it." Take it inside."

Mianmian felt that the words "bring it into the house" were very spiritual, and she paused and said, "It's a good thing, so that Sister Xin won't worry about it."

"Do you still remember the third male in the last play? When he didn't make his debut, he followed suit and mocked the boss once on Weibo. After joining the group, he almost knelt and licked, but the boss ignored him." Of course Xiaoqi was happy with He Sijia and Wu. Zhen friendship is good, just curious, "I thought that even if the boss didn't show his face, he would avoid contact with Mr. Wu in the scene, but the two of them got on well. Tsk, if I hadn't been with the boss for a long time, I would have doubted him. The dishes are ready."

Smiling softly: "Our boss is fearless."

"Otherwise, how can I say that Mr. Wu has a high rank, and I haven't seen how he pleases the boss, and even made the boss angry several times, but he calmly coaxed the boss." Xiao Qi was full of admiration, and secretly prayed that the friendship between the two would last forever, "With Mr. Wu here, the boss won't cause any trouble, so we can rest easy."

Mianmian's temperament is relatively stable, and he is not as optimistic as Xiaoqi, "Don't be too happy, Boss has always been sunny today and rainy tomorrow, maybe one day it will cause you big trouble."

At this moment, Mianmian is like an old general on stage, with flags stuck all over her back, and her boss is already preparing for the next shoot.

In this scene, Jin Lixia needs to run to the entrance of the village with the accidentally injured Jin Xiaohan on his back. In the storyboard, there is only the back view. Yu Feng originally planned to use a stand-in, but after thinking about it for a while, he thinks it is best to bring Wu Zhen a profile , so I changed my mind.

During the play, Yu Feng ordered Wu Zhen to carry He Sijia on his back, and adjusted the postures of the two of them on the spot - where to place the hands, the height of the back, and the head posture. He asked He Sijia to relax completely and rely on Wu Zhen wholeheartedly.

He Sijia immediately vented her strength, hanging on Wu Zhen's body.

Yu Feng paused and said, "It doesn't have to be like a turtle shell."

He Sijia: "..."

After tossing for a long time, Yu Feng asked Wu Zhen to run along the marked route again.

Before starting to run, He Sijia suddenly clamped Wu Zhen's waist with her legs, grabbed Wu Zhen's clothes and shouted: "Drive!"

Wu Zhen almost lost his footing, turned around and said, "Don't make trouble."

He Sijia didn't take it seriously, she rested her chin on Wu Zhen's shoulder, and asked lazily, "Am I heavy?"

Then I remembered that I had asked this question. At that time, Wu Zhen joked that he could eat two more boxes of potato chips.

"Do you know Jaskodin?" Wu Zhen changed his answer this time.

"Who?"

"He is a servant of God, but he betrayed God. When he defected, his wings were burned to ashes, and a cross grew on his back. He can no longer fly, but can only keep walking. Once he stops, the cross will increase the weight. Faith and sin must always be carried."

"and then?"

"Jin Xiaohan is also Jin Lixia's belief and sin, do you think it's serious?"

He Sijia was stunned at first, and then vaguely understood—Jin Xiaohan is the only blood relative of Jin Lixia, this is faith; the reason why Jin Xiaohan was injured was because he wanted to get the porcelain on the wooden cabinet, but accidentally knocked over the cabinet, and The root of his interest in porcelain is Jin Lixia's sin.

The EPK was successfully recorded that night. After returning to the room, He Sijia searched for the story told by Wu Zhen, wanting to see the full version, but unfortunately found nothing.

Seeing Wu Zhen in the restaurant the next day, he immediately asked, "Where did you read the fairy tales you mentioned? Why didn't I find them?"

"Oh, I made it up, didn't I tell you all about it yesterday, was it a joke?"

He Sijia suspected that she had lost her memory, "Did you tell me?"

"Justin."

"what?"

Wu Zhen once again provoked He Sijia's familiar, hidden bad smile, "Justkidding."

Author: Tun Tun: I am a professional at making up stories.

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The talent left in the blood of the Chinese people - self-compiled examples and famous sayings.

It can be traced back to Mr. Su Shi, who deceived Mei Yaochen and Ouyang Xiu!

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☆、Chapter 14

He Sijia was already used to being tricked, and said with a blank expression, "I've been looking for it for a long time."

Wu Zhen applauded leisurely: "Yes, the spirit of proof is worth encouraging."

He Sijia sneered, "Mr. Wu made up nonsense as if it were true. Being an actor is really inferior. You should be a screenwriter."

"Award."

"..."

Seeing that He Sijia was choking, Wu Zhen smiled and said, "Actually, there are similar things. Do you know the Hindu Thaipusam?"

He Sijia gave him a supercilious look, thinking that Wu Zhen was making up stories again.

"Their sacrificial ceremonies are very rich. Some believers will puncture hooks on their backs, drag the atonement frame, and walk from one temple to another to repent to the gods they believe in." Wu Zhen talked eloquently, "The atonement The frame is very heavy, it is said that some weigh up to [-] kilograms."

He Sijia doubted subconsciously: "You want to lie to me again?"

Wu Zhen gave him a strange look, and raised his hand to cover his forehead.

He Sijia was at a loss: "Why?"

"Believe me when I tell lies, but don't believe the truth. Let's see if you have a fever and are stupid."

He Sijia patted Wu Zhen's hand, "Get out!"

The two had lunch and went to the set together.

He Sijia had a highlight scene today - after Jin Lixia saw the news that the Tang Sancai Fengshou pot donated by a wealthy businessman was damaged, she had a premonition that sooner or later something would happen, and decided to take Jin Xiaohan back to her hometown.Of course, we had to do the finishing touches to leave, so we were delayed for a few days and were almost caught by the police.

After safely returning to the village, Jin Lixia has been dormant, only waiting for the news to pass before finding a way to escape abroad.

One day, he went out to the village to do errands, and left Jin Xiaohan in the care of his neighbors.

But a guest suddenly came to the neighbor's house, and Jin Xiaohan sneaked away without paying attention for a moment.

When Jin Lixia came home, he saw that the cabinet in the house had collapsed, and his younger brother was pressed under the cabinet, with broken porcelain and blood all over the floor.

Jin Xiaohan was sent to the county hospital. After diagnosis, he had multiple cuts on his hands, broken nerves in his wrist, and damaged tendons. He had to be operated on as soon as possible.

While Jin Xiaohan was hospitalized after the operation, Miao Cuilan's husband rushed to the Jin family to make trouble because he suspected that his wife had an affair with Jin Lixia.

Seeing that there was no one in the Jin family, he planned to smash it up, but found several fake cultural relics hidden by Jin Lixia.

Miao Cuilan's husband used to work in the city, and he felt that these antiques were good things. Out of revenge and greed, he stole fake cultural relics and sold them in the county, but was reported by others, and even got the stolen goods.

Jin Lixia witnessed this incident by chance and realized that he had been exposed. He went back to the hospital to pick up his younger brother pretending nothing happened, stole a car and drove back to the village. When he got home, he first coaxed Jin Xiaohan, and then took out the antiques that he had hidden long ago. gun……

Dogs barking outside, sirens blasting.

He Sijia wanted to shoot this injury scene, and it was also the only scene where Jin Xiaohan cried in the movie.

Usually, directors of indoor scenes are usually in the small shed, but this scene is very important, so Yu Feng came to direct on-site.

From noon to now, He Sijia has shed countless tears. Because Jin Xiaohan can't speak, he can't make a sound even if he is heartbroken. He has lost an element of acting, which is more difficult than normal crying scenes.

He Sijia cried until her head ached and her eyes hurt, and she couldn't squeeze any more tears, so she had to ask if she could get some eye drops, but of course she was refused.

Not only that, Yu Feng also didn't allow anyone on the set to talk to him, and he didn't talk to him patiently like before, and only let him find his own feelings.

Wu Zhen was on the set all the time, occasionally meeting He Sijia's eyes, and there was no warmth in his eyes, which always reminded He Sijia of the scene when the other party accused him of wasting the time of the whole crew during the first scene.

At that time, Yu Feng used Wu Zhen to stimulate his emotions, but this time, he used everyone to oppress his emotions, trying to make him collapse.

Seeing that it was almost evening, the assistant director was worried that the atmosphere of the scene would be incoherent, and asked Yu Feng if he would postpone the filming until tomorrow.

Yu Feng asked to continue filming, because emotional suppression needs a little bit of accumulation, and giving up now is tantamount to wasting the previous work.As for the continuity of the scene, it is easy to solve, just reshoot the relevant plot.

In short, if He Sijia can't achieve the desired effect, Yu Feng will keep shooting.

The tug-of-war continued into the night, and everyone was very tired, especially He Scarlett.

Not only was he mentally exhausted, but his body was also under heavy load, because every time he took a shoot, he had to be pressed by the cabinet. The cabinet was made of solid wood, and the weight can be imagined.But Yu Feng believes that physical pain is also an effective way to suppress emotions, and refuses to change to portable simulation props.

After being stopped again, He Sijia was already very irritable. Sometimes he felt like a lonely ghost strayed into the crowd, and sometimes he felt like a caged animal about to go on stage, but no matter how depressed he was, his eyes were always dry.

A makeup artist came up to touch up the makeup, and when his hands were covered with blood plasma, He Sijia stared at the deep red blood stains, but her mind was blank.

Back in front of the camera, he saw two staff members waiting for him holding a wooden cabinet. It always felt like they were pulling a big net full of knives.

He Sijia stopped suddenly, turned her head and said, "I want to smoke a cigarette."

He firmly locked Yu Feng behind the monitor, and he was ready to be rejected in his heart. When he saw Yu Feng nodding, he even thought he was hallucinating.

Yu Feng reached out to touch the cigarette, and someone threw out the cigarette case faster than him. He Sijia caught it, and moved his gaze to the owner of the cigarette case—light and shadow cut Wu Zhen's outline, forming a unique image texture, just like the popular film in the early years Movie.

He Sijia suddenly thought, if "Wanting the Ancients" was really a film, Yu Feng would probably be reluctant to let him shoot it so many times.

There was a lighter in the cigarette case, and He Sijia took out a cigarette, the blood plasma soon polluted the cigarette paper.He sat on the ground regardless of his image, and finished smoking the mint-flavored cigarette between his fingers in front of countless cameras.

After touching up her makeup again, He Sijia lay on the uneven ground, with the wooden cabinet on her back, like a mountain.

According to the posture instructed by Yu Feng, he showed most of his face to the camera, but he didn't force himself to enter the performance state, and Yu Feng didn't urge him either.

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

or longer.

He Sijia didn't know if the camera was running, at least she didn't hear Yu Feng calling to stop it.

Perhaps paralyzed by nicotine, a certain corner of his self-sealing gradually loosened, and the gray smoke corroded the valve of memory, and a piece of the past was pulled out from the gap.

In a daze, he saw a damp and cramped dark alley.

The 17-year-old boy was seriously injured and lying next to the trash can, his right calf twisted unnaturally, and the air was filled with a disgusting sour smell.

The boy cried soberly and numbly all night, until dawn fell and a cleaner found him.

On the way to the hospital, the teenager swore to himself that he would never shed a tear for those people again.

"Card! OK!"

Yu Feng put down the walkie-talkie and heaved a sigh of relief.

After a brief silence, applause gradually broke out on the set, and everyone was celebrating, celebrating that this tortured scene was finally over.

But He Sijia realized at this moment that he had already burst into tears.

Although he was very satisfied with the shot just now, Yu Feng expressed it very reservedly. He needed He Sijia to maintain his emotions and take a few more shots.

When the whole scene was over, the atmosphere of the scene was completely active. Only He Sijia was depressed, sitting alone on a low stool, refusing to communicate with others.

Yu Feng explained in a good voice and kindly, but unfortunately it didn't work. Seeing Wu Zhen coming over, he hurriedly said: "You are an older brother, why don't you hurry up and coax your younger brother."

Putting his hands in his pockets, Wu Zhen sized up He Sijia for a moment, then smiled softly, "You don't need to coax, brother, I just need to hug him."

He said so, and he did.

As soon as the two sat and stood, He Sijia's forehead was pressed against Wu Zhen's abdomen, which was hard and uncomfortable, but he really needed a hug, at least at this moment, to make him feel loved.

Suddenly, Yu Feng heard a suppressed cry, and was about to comfort him when Wu Zhen raised his index finger and made a hissing gesture.

Wu Zhen gently stroked the back of He Sijia's neck, her lowered eyebrows were gentler than moonlight.

The two hugged each other as if no one was there. Gradually, He Sijia calmed down. She grabbed Wu Zhen's clothes and wiped her face. When she raised her head again, her eyelids were a little swollen.

Wu Zhen took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, squatted down and looked at him at the same level, "Do you want to eat it? Sweets make people happy."

He Sijia's nose was red, and she said hoarsely, "Brother, help me peel off the paper."

Wu Zhen smiled kindly, tore off the tin foil, and fed it to his lips.

Mianmian on the side saw her boss staring at Wu Zhen intently, obediently accepting the feeding, her heart shrank suddenly.Although the picture was beautiful, a little unspeakable uneasiness quietly grew, and a seed was planted in her heart.

Mianmian calmed down, erased the messy thoughts in her mind, and saw Fu Qian walking over from afar.

Fu Qian didn't come here because of He Sijia. After feeding ginger soup in the dressing room, she obviously felt that He Sijia's attitude became much colder, and she couldn't figure out what the problem was after thinking about it.But since the other party has no intention, she doesn't need to stalk him so as not to offend him.

When he got closer, Fu Qian realized that He Sijia must have cried just now. She didn't come to the set today, and she was a little curious about what happened. She was stunned for a few seconds, and Wu Zhen asked, "Why is Teacher Fu here?"

Fu Qianmeng came back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "That's it, um... Director Yu, I'm wrapping up tomorrow, and the manager will come over too. We want to invite everyone to a dinner, I don't know if it's convenient..."

"convenient!"

When He Sijia heard the word dinner, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she asked enthusiastically, "Director Yu, is it convenient?"

Yu Feng agreed wholeheartedly, nodded, and looked at He Sijia with a smile: "You are suitable for acting. Emotions come and go quickly, and it's not easy to hold back."

He Sijia spread her legs, pretending not to understand: "I can't hold back, I'm so bored that I almost grow hair."

Seeing the sky, Yu Feng heard He Sijia's cry of being bored, and he never paid attention to it, but today he tried to comfort him: "If you keep at it, the filming of Jialuo Village will almost be over."

After the dinner party was finalized, He Sijia was happy again, greeted Yu Feng and went to remove her makeup.

The next day, he arrived at the set at noon. In fact, he didn't exclude his scene today, but as long as he thought about the dinner at night, he was so excited that he couldn't stay in the room at all.

He Sijia habitually searched for Wu Zhen's figure, and saw him standing in a corner far away from the crowd, holding a script and silently reciting lines.

He suddenly remembered what Wu Zhen said, pay attention to literal memory, don't memorize lines in cadence, but memorize them by rote.Once the instinctive consciousness is formed, no matter what happens, he can read the lines without thinking.

At this moment, he heard Yu Feng yelling to get ready, He Sijia rolled her eyes and stepped forward.

Wu Zhen had already prepared a good mood, and was waiting for the record to be played. He casually glanced at the small wooden board in front of him, and froze suddenly.

"He Sijia! You're making trouble again!" Yu Feng shouted first.

"What's wrong with me? Can't I get a free job? In the future, if I don't become an actor, I can still write notes on the spot." He Sijia held up the clipboard and said plausibly, "Director Yu, you are so biased. It is obvious that Wu Zhen is not professional. Look at him It's a joke."

Yu Feng glared at him, "Okay, you'll be playing the board today, if you can't do it well, the pay will be deducted!"

"Come on."

He Sijia talked fast for a while, and spent the whole afternoon on the set.

Until the director said "Cut", the monitor screen was frozen at the scene of Miao Cuilan leaning on the door and staring at Jin Lixia's back, and Fu Qian officially finished filming her last scene in the movie.

A staff member sent flowers to congratulate her on finishing her filming.

Yu Feng announced that he would end work early, and the scene was full of joy.

Wu Zhen rubbed his neck, walked slowly under the sun umbrella, and saw He Sijia sitting on his recliner, with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

His gaze lingered on the other person's face, and he asked for a while, "Are you wearing my sunglasses?"

"Aren't you handsome?" He Sijia helped the mirror frame, and didn't intend to return it immediately. He stretched his waist, stood up and gave Wu Zhen a gentle push, "Brother, quickly remove your makeup!"

The two went to the dressing room together. Wu Zhen went to the dressing room after taking off his makeup, while He Sijia sat on the sofa and played games. As soon as he formed a team, he heard Wu Zhen's mobile phone ringing outside.

"Scarlett, hold the phone for me."

When He Sijia walked into the dressing room, she found that Wu Zhen was only wearing a pair of jeans, the waistband of which was stuck at the hip bone, and the placket was still open.The opponent's bare/exposed muscle lines are even and smooth, with narrow waist and broad shoulders, very sexy.

At this time, Wu Zhen looked like a different person compared to the clothes he usually wore.

He Sijia whistled and handed out her mobile phone.

He didn't back out, but leaned against the door frame and looked at Wu Zhen. The other party seemed not in a hurry to get dressed, and while answering the phone, he turned his back and opened the cabinet where his personal belongings were stored.

There was only one dark light in the dressing room, which shone on Wu Zhen's straight back, as if it had been coated with a layer of glaze. He Sijia even vaguely saw the other's waist.He suddenly thought of the bed scene that Wu Zhen had filmed, and vigilantly dismissed the image in his mind, urging, "Get dressed quickly."

Perhaps his voice was picked up by the phone, Wu Zhen glanced at him, and replied, "Well, there is someone."

I don't know what to ask over there, Wu Zhen smiled lightly and said, "No, just a kid, a colleague in the crew."

He Sijia could almost imagine the conversation between the two of them, and was inexplicably unhappy.

Seeing Wu Zhen hung up the phone, he asked with a smile or not: "Colleague?"

Wu Zhen stopped putting on the T-shirt, and there was some doubt in his eyes. After a while, he seemed to understand something, and smiled slightly.

After getting dressed, Wu Zhen walked up to He Sijia, stared into his eyes and asked, "If you don't want to be a colleague, what do you want to be?"

He Sijia was stunned for a moment, he didn't think about it when he asked the question, and he really didn't have an answer for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Aren't you a friend?"

Wu Zhen stepped out the door first, and left a sentence: "But I only lack one kind of friend."

Author: Tun Tun: Boyfriend.

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Chapters 1,2 and [-] have been slightly revised. If you are interested, you can read it. It doesn't matter if you don't read it. It has no effect on the plot.

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☆、Chapter 15

"What friend?" He Sijia chased after her.

Seeing that He Sijia's eyes had no distracting thoughts other than curiosity, Wu Zhen smiled, "My little friend."

He Sijia thought of what Wu Zhen just said on the phone, and nudged him lightly with her arm, "You are the kid."

The two came to the restaurant talking and laughing, and saw that the environment had changed drastically—originally, a long table could seat four people, but now every three long tables are combined into a large square table, which can seat a dozen people.

He Sijia looked around and spotted Yu Feng at a glance. Logically speaking, he and Wu Zhen were both leading actors, so they should go to that table, but he just wanted to indulge for a night, so he took Wu Zhen to secretly find Ye Wenfei.

"Why are you two sitting at this table?" Ye Wenfei was peeling peanuts, with a silly expression on his face.

He Sijia didn't answer, and sat down next to him, glanced at the water and wine on the table, and smiled with her lips raised: "One is white and the other is red, it looks like a wedding banquet."

"I heard there's still beer." Ye Wenfei pretended to be mysterious and asked, "Do you know what the main course is tonight?"

"what?"

"Crayfish, I saw the oxcart pulled several times during my morning jog, and it was still fresh." Ye Wenfei threw up a peanut, and opened his mouth to catch it: "I've been here for so long, I can say I've enjoyed some of what life should have. "

It didn't take long for the dishes to be served. The first thing that was brought to the table was really crayfish. There were four flavors: spicy, garlic, thirteen spices, and brine, each of which was filled with a large pot.

He Sijia wore disposable gloves and skillfully peeled the shrimp shells. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the shrimp between Wu Zhen's fingers and smiled, "I thought you just couldn't peel apples. I didn't expect that it would take so much effort to peel a shrimp shell."

Wu Zhen still said the same thing: "You can eat as long as you can."

"Let me teach you." He Sijia picked another shrimp, pinched the second shell precisely with her fingers, "Just squeeze the shrimp meat down here, separate the shell and then remove the head and tail. It's very simple."

Wu Zhen stared at He Sijia's nimble fingers, feeling a little itchy.

At this moment, Ye Wenfei asked, "Who's cell phone rang?"

He Sijia listened intently, as if it was his, hurriedly took off her gloves to look for the phone.

When he saw the caller ID clearly, his eyes were agitated, and he pressed the answer button reluctantly.

"Hey, Mom."

"What is Jiajia doing, it took so long to answer the phone."

"Dinning, I didn't hear." He Sijia said in a light tone, "Is there something wrong?"

"If it's okay, mother can't find you? You have been away for so long and never know how to call home. Every time, mother takes the initiative to call..."

He Scarlett listened to his mother's commonplace nagging, but said nothing.

Mother He talked for a while and didn't get a response, so she probably knew he was impatient, so she paused and asked, "When are you coming back?"

"There are about ten days left."

Of course, the filming of "Ancient" will not be finished so quickly, but He Sijia has important work and must return to City B, so she has already asked for leave from the crew.

"Why does it take so long... Do you think you can't do something serious? If you don't study well, you have to go to the entertainment industry, and you can't go home for a long time after filming... And the circle is so chaotic. There are people, so what's the point of mixing with them?"

"I don't expect you to be as capable as your brother, but you can't keep causing trouble for the family, right? What are your father and brother's status? If their friends see your gossip, they might laugh at our family behind their backs..."

He Sijia put the mobile phone on the table, and without wearing gloves, she picked up a prawn and peeled it, but the proficiency just now was gone, and she couldn't peel the prawn meat for a long time.

He stared blankly at the phone screen, the duration of the call increased from two and a half minutes to four minutes, and finally hung up.

Suddenly, He Sijia felt a pain in her finger, and instinctively threw away the shrimp, and saw a small wound on the belly of her index finger, which was oozing blood slightly.

Wu Zhen has been paying attention to him distractedly, hurriedly took off his gloves and took out a wet towel, not minding the oil stains on He Sijia's hands, and helping to press the wound.

He Sijia pursed her lips, pinched the wet wipe and said, "I'll go wash my hands."

There was no toilet in the restaurant, so He Sijia blew the wind for a while after going out, and only turned to the bathroom when the depression in his heart dissipated.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard someone talking inside and his name was mentioned.

"I'm just not worth it for you. He Sijia's acting skills are much worse than yours."

"Director Yu likes him very much." Another person said.

"Director Yu is obviously interested in you. If it weren't for investors, where would he be?"

"Director Yu approached me not long ago and said that there will be no substitutions."

"Why? Just rely on him to bring money into the group? What else does the surname He have besides money—"

"I still have face."

He Sijia pushed the door open, glanced at Qi Zixu and a familiar Guangdu, and smiled lightly.

Regardless of the sudden changes in the expressions of the two of them, he walked to the sink and washed his hands with some disinfectant in a calm manner.

"Sorry, we—"

"It's okay, I just like others to hate me, and there's nothing I can do about it." He Sijia interrupted Qi Zixu's apology, saw the other party's stiff expression from the mirror, and smiled brighter, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about him."

He turned his face and looked directly at the Guangwei, showing disdain in his arrogance.

It's a pity that Guang Ti's righteous indignation seemed to have evaporated, and he lowered his head and dared not meet his gaze.

He Sijia felt bored, threw away the tissue to wipe her hands, turned and left.

The bathroom door was closed, and there was a half-minute silence, only to find courage again, and yelled with a livid face: "What can he do, fuck!"

Qi Zixu stared blankly at the wastebasket, feeling that in the eyes of He Sijia, he was no different from a discarded tissue, and it took him a long time to say: "He has the capital to attract, and the company gave him an A-level contract before he debuted, and his background is very powerful." .”

"I think it's Jin Zhuli—"

The wooden door was pushed open again, and Guangti was like a chicken being strangled for a moment, until he saw that the person who came was very embarrassed, he was weakly relieved.

The man didn't seem to notice their conversation. He glanced at them and continued talking on the phone. It sounded like he was here for Fu Qian, and he was still talking about some mysterious surprise he had prepared.

Qi Zixu winked at Zhaoguang, and the two went out one after another.

After walking for a while, Qi Zixu suddenly turned his head and looked at the half-hidden wooden door.

"What's wrong?" Guang asked with lingering fear.

Qi Zixu withdrew his gaze and said softly, "It's okay."

"Is that person Fu Qian's boyfriend?"

"Maybe."

At the same time, He Sijia also returned to the restaurant and found a lot of shrimp meat in the bowl, and smiled at Wu Zhen: "My brother still loves me."

Ye Wenfei took a sip of his wine and asked jokingly, "Can't it be me who stripped it?"

"How can you be so kind, besides..." He Sijia fiddled with the shrimp in the bowl with chopsticks, "The meat of the shrimp you peeled won't be so incomplete."

Ye Wenfei laughed.

"If you have enough to eat, you won't be able to stop your mouth." Wu Zhen threw He Sijia a band-aid.

"Where did it come from?"

"Ah Shui is used to stick to the heels."

"..."

Several people chatted while eating, He Sijia was talking about a new moba game with Ye Wenfei, when the lights dimmed suddenly.

Everyone's first reaction was that the power went out again, but they saw someone pushing a dining car in, with a bouquet of roses and a cake with candles on it.

With screams and boos, the dining car stopped in front of Fu Qian.

He Sijia has seen too many tricks to coax girls, and his friends are always flamboyant and generous. In his opinion, the cart boy's tricks are old-fashioned and rigid, but it is a surprise that most girls can't resist.

"That's Fu Qian's boyfriend——no, Fu Qian has a boyfriend?" Although not everyone knows, many people know that Fu Qian secretly flirted with He Sijia. Hugged together, it was hard to hide my astonishment.

"I don't know." He Sijia felt several eyes falling on him, a little upset, and subconsciously looked at Wu Zhen, but the other party looked in Fu Qian's direction, leaving only the back of his head.

Soon, the lights came back on.

The hustle and bustle just now was like a ripple, which disappeared in the exchange of cups in an instant.

He Sijia asked Wu Zhen for a cigarette, and said slowly, "Thank you for reminding me."

Wu Zhen was slightly taken aback.

"I'm not interested in meddling in other people's feelings."

Wu Zhen understood, and smiled with her chin propped up.

After a cigarette was burned out, it happened that Fu Qian and her manager came over to toast with her boyfriend Cao Yunguang.The latter held a wine glass and looked at He Sijia bluntly, "Mr. He is good."

He Sijia put on a business smile: "Hello."

Cao Yunguang raised the corners of his lips, and asked pointedly: "I heard that Mr. He takes good care of my girlfriend."

As soon as the words fell, all the people at the same table looked at He Sijia, and Fu Qian's expression changed instantly. Only He Sijia calmly clinked glasses with Cao Longyun, "You're welcome."

Cao Yunguang slowly closed his smile, his expression getting darker.

Just when everyone thought there was something exciting to watch, he gave He Sijia a cold look, and dragged Fu Qian away.

Fu Qian's arm hurt from being pulled, and she tried not to cry out. She guessed that Cao Yunguang might have heard something, but she didn't panic, after all, nothing happened between her and He Sijia.

She was thinking about how to appease her boyfriend later, but she didn't know that Cao Yunguang had already convicted her.

Not long after Cao Yunguang came out of the toilet, he heard someone talking about his girlfriend, saying that Fu Qian had knocked on He Sijia's door in the middle of the night.He wanted to ask at that time, but felt ashamed, so he tried to get the answer from the feedback of others by toasting.

In fact, Cao Yunguang and Fu Qian are called couples, but in fact they each get what they need, so it's not true that they are sad and lost.But being green was a shame he couldn't bear, so after Yu Feng and several assistant directors and directors left the restaurant one after another, he forced Fu Qian to come to He Sijia's table.

"Just now I was only focusing on toasting, but I didn't thank Mr. He properly." Cao Yunguang asked with a smile, "Shall we have two glasses?"

At this time there were only four or five people left at the same table, Ye Wenfei saw that Cao Yunguang was here to find fault, and wanted to smooth things over, but was stopped by He Sijia.

He Sijia glanced at Fu Qian who was looking bitter, and didn't make it difficult for her, "Okay."

"readily!"

Cao Yunguang boasted in his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart, didn't he rely on the benefactor?He had seen He Sijia's arrogant attitude before, so he specially asked a friend whose family owned an entertainment company to inquire. Although the other party did not give a clear reply, he hinted that He Sijia might have a powerful financial backer.

He has seen too many little white faces like He Sijia, who look like human beings, but they are more obedient than dogs when facing financial backers.

It was just a small warning, even though He Sijia didn't dare to complain.

Cao Yunguang poured a glass of red beer and white beer each, and said with a smirk: "Drinking is so boring, why don't you play some games?"

He Sijia paused for a moment, then smiled, "It's all fine."

Cao Yunguang sneered, he has been in the wine game all year round, he is very proficient in all kinds of wine table games, and he thinks that he is fully capable of overwhelming He Sijia.Unexpectedly, at the end of several rounds of games, the opponent drank two cups, and the rest went into his stomach.

When he lost the dice again, Cao Yunguang's eyes were gloomy. After a while, he took a goblet, poured a full glass of white wine, and pushed the glass towards He Sijia, "If you do it, forget it."

"What's the matter?"

Cao Yunguang pressed on step by step, "Do you want to drink?"

He Sijia had the upper hand, and she was not angry at all, but was pleased by Cao Yunguang's attitude that she couldn't afford to lose.

He was still in the mood to deal with it, but when he heard the "click" of a lighter beside him, he turned his head and saw Wu Zhen was lighting a cigarette with his eyes down, boredom written all over his face.

He lost interest for a moment, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, borrowed some fire from Wu Zhen, and asked slowly, "Are you worthy?"

"Hold!"

Cao Yunguang only felt that a firework exploded in his head, and the brain paralyzed by alcohol could no longer maintain his sanity. He pointed at He Sijia and scolded: "It's just an actor, doesn't he rely on his face?"