Coronation [Entertainment]

"Is there something wrong at home?" Lin Zhen frowned slightly after hearing Xu Xian's explanation.

Because Lin Zhen’s mother’s performance work is quite busy, and now she is the person in charge of the dance team. She often goes to performances at various international art festivals. Usually, F or Lin Ling will contact them when there is something at home. How did you change this time? ?

"It's nothing, just consult a professional about the script. In addition, I have the cheek to ask for a few new recipes from my mother. When I learn to cook one every day for you to nourish your body, it will be exposed to the wind and the sun." Xu Xian said Then, he stretched out his hand to touch Lin Zhen's cheeks, the skin is too delicate and there are some bad points, after a few days of location shooting, it turned a little red after removing the makeup.

"If you dislike me, just say it."

"I dare not, but is the boss giving his subordinates a chance to make amends and treat you to a meal?"

"Well, okay, let me take a look..." Lin Zhen looked down at his phone, confirmed that all the schedules sent by coordinator Xiao Wu today were over, nodded and got up to get dressed.

"Still going to that food stall?"

"Yes, Pippi Shrimp, let's go."

"Who do you scold?"

"That's right, (go eat) Pippi Shrimp, let's go (let's)." Xu Xian's word game 6 is flying, Lin Zhen thoroughly implements the principle of not talking to writers, and goes out resignedly Put the orange on the leash.

……

The route to the seaside food stall is actually very familiar to Lin Zhen, but he always felt that something was wrong when he was walking on the road today, but if he had to say it, it was an indescribable feeling of unfamiliarity, which seemed to be just a little bit The changes can be felt, but cannot be expressed.

"Wang Woo!"

The orange who led the way in front seemed to be more sensitive than him. The little guy ran forward a few steps like having fun, and after feeling the force on the traction rope, he turned around and came back, rubbing against Lin Zhen's trousers all the way. humming.

"What's going on? It can't be a natural disaster, right?" Lin Zhen lowered his head and touched Juzi's little head. He remembered watching a documentary that said that animals and even human beings have certain premonitions about natural disasters. Compared with humans, animals have stronger senses.

"How could it be, aren't you the heir to the throne? With you in charge, the dragon veins are here." Xu Xian joked.

"..." Lin Zhen frowned and turned around to teach Xu Xian a few words, when he suddenly found that his gait seemed to have become a little staggered, and his figure was not as tall as before.

"What's the matter, does your leg hurt?" Lin Zhen knelt down and tentatively reached out and rubbed Xu Xian's knee.

"I told you that you didn't want to bring a car out. This road is not too short. Are you tired from walking back and forth on crutches? Come on up." Lin Zhen even took a stride in front of Xu Xian as he motioned for him. Climb on your own back.

"My boyfriend is MAX." Xu Xian looked around and couldn't help but whistled, instead of letting Lin Zhen carry it, he hugged him from behind instead.

"Don't be brave, I'll carry you on my back."

"It's been such a long way, and we'll be at the night market in a while, aren't you afraid that people will recognize me if you carry me too conspicuously?"

Xu Xian's words made Lin Zhen hesitate and sighed.

"Okay, let's ask the owner to call a car for you when we get to the store. Don't walk when you go back. I'll help you along the way."

As Lin Zhen said, he tied the orange's traction rope to his wrist, freed his hand to hold Xu Xian's arm, and supported him to move forward slowly. As long as Xu Xian didn't speed up, Lin Zhen was also very patient. Don't rush him.

"Woof!" Ju Zi seemed to sense Lin Zhen's worry, and she didn't act coquettishly along the way, walking slowly with the two of them, until she saw the lights of the night market in front of her, and then called out excitedly.

"When you see the light ahead, the night market will be here. Hold on for a while, and I'll rub some medicinal wine for you when you get to the store." Lin Zhen was slightly relieved when he saw the dawn ahead.

"When I am old, you will take care of me like this." Xu Xian said with a smile, his steps suddenly became brisk, which surprised Lin Zhen.

"Your leg doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It didn't hurt at all."

"..."

"This is the advice she gave me when I called my mother today." Seeing Lin Zhen's →_→ expression on his face, Xu Xian stood there refusing to leave, knowing that he had played too much this time, so he had to stop and turn back explained.

"What suggestion?" Lin Zhen was dubious, this guy had too many tricks, and it was impossible to guard against.

"My mother and I asked dancers and opera actors how to be different from ordinary people after entering middle age. My mother said that if she took herself as an example, it should be the contradiction between the still sensitive dance nerves and the slowing down of body functions. At first It’s really hard to coordinate when you’re entering middle age, and you’ve gotten hurt because of it.”

"Mom was injured a few years ago, I know, but I wasn't with her at the time, she just said that she was injured during rehearsal, so that's what happened." Lin Zhen nodded.

"Well, I asked her how to practice this kind of feeling. Mom thought about it and said, that kind of feeling is like helping them walk when you are a volunteer caring for the elderly in the community. Although you can walk very fast, But you have to adapt to the pace and feelings of the elderly, and you must also pay attention to your own performance, and you must not let the other party realize that you are accommodating them."

"I understand. This is the case for older dancers or opera actors. They are obviously full of energy, but their body language is a little behind. It's just like when I was holding you up just now. Be in a hurry, but your body can't be too fast." Lin Zhen blurted out and said.

"Were you very anxious just now?" Xu Xian grabbed onto the topic and didn't let it go.

"..."

"Do you feel sorry for me so much?"

"..., if you don't eat, I'll take oranges to eat first."

"Eat, I'm so hungry, my acting skills are not bad." Xu Xian chased after him with a smile, and reached out to take the leash on Lin Zhen's wrist.

"Pippi shrimp, let's go."

"Woof!" Orange cried out in dissatisfaction.

……

During the meal, only Xu Xian buried his head in fighting with Pippi Shrimp, Juzi enjoyed the [-] golden dog food that he had stored in the store, and Lin Zhen ate a little seafood fried rice and Xu Xian absent-mindedly. Give him the peeled shrimp meat, put down the chopsticks and start to meditate.

That's right, that's the feeling. I'm anxious, I feel that I can move more neatly, but my body is tired and I can't keep up with my mind.

When he saw Xiao Qiao's little moves yesterday, he felt that he was a bit lacking in meaning. Although he knew how to act in theory and had carefully observed some uncles and uncles performing operas in life, he was lacking in real experience. You can feel it like this.

Xu Xian staggered on purpose so that he could experience that feeling firsthand.

He treats him with care and hard work.

Lin Zhen looked at Xu Xian who was eating shrimp with his head down, and his focused expression was similar to that when he was typing. He even ate with a professional attitude, so cute.

Lin Zhen couldn't help but reached out and stroked his hair, but his movements were similar to those of stroking the dog, and the difference in technique aroused Xu Xian's dissatisfaction.

"If you want to pet the dog, please turn left and squat down." Xu Xian finally gave up Pippi Shrimp, raised his head and said with aggrieved expression.

"Thank you." Lin Zhen said.

"You're welcome, do you still want to eat?" Xu Xian piled a few peeled shrimps on Lin Zhen's plate.

"I'm talking about experiencing life things."

"Don't be so polite, I will ask you to watch over and help me for the rest of my life." Xu Xian said pitifully.

"It's easy to say, don't say it's supporting, even if you want to carry you all the time."

"Where are you holding on?"

"→_→"

……

With Xu Xian's special training these few times, Lin Zhen felt a little bit off when he acted as a slightly older opera actor. Of course, Xiao Qiao's acting skills were not flawed. Two powerful actors competed on the same stage. The scene put Kong Jiawen in a good mood, and he shouted again and again that the scenes that were originally scheduled for three days can often be filmed in almost two days, and there is no need to rush to the night show.

In the evening, Xu Xian tried to cook a few home-cooked dishes according to the recipe he stole from Lin Zhen’s mother. Lin Zhen ate quite well, but because he was worried about taking in too much nutrition, he went to the kitchen counter immediately after the meal do the washing up.

"I heard that you have amazed the whole crew these days? Kong Jiawen even wondered if I hired a little ghost from somewhere to raise for you." Xu Xian looked at Lin Zhen's busy back and said.

He didn't go to the production team much these days because he had an appointment with Qin Huan to study the plot. On the one hand, it was because Qin Huan was older than himself, and he came to him with an attitude of asking for advice, so it was difficult to decline politely. It's also about Lin Zhen's confidence in these middle-aged scenes, and he felt that he didn't need to escort him anymore, so he just slacked off and didn't follow the group.

"The whole crew dare not say it, but the senior has praised me a few times. By the way, you haven't been to the set for the past few days, and you are still busy with the new script?"

"Well, the name has also been decided, it's called "Passing Qi." Xu Xian covered his face with the written script, and rolled on the sofa without integrity.

"This name... Didn't Mr. Qin say that this book is tailor-made for seniors? Seniors won't beat you to death?" Lin Zhen frowned. The name "Passing Qi" is too straightforward. If a teenage actor comes to play, will it stimulate the other party's sensitive nerves?

"Don't look at the name "Passing Qi", it's actually inspirational, but I was afraid that it would be wrong, so I wrote a few names to choose from, and Brother Qin chose this one right away, so I can't blame me for it Even if Xiao Qiao wants to have a fit, we will use him as a raft, and we don't care about the affairs of the two of them." Xu Xian said with a high-spirited smile.

At the same time, in the guest room on the first floor, Xiao Qiao was using his handsome face to perform a subtle beauty, staring at Qin Huan's computer.

"I'm mad? Me?" Xiao Qiao squinted his eyes, tilted his head, and actually acted out a kind of youthful sense of inspiring a teacher to ask a crime.

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