Coronation [Entertainment]

At night in the scenic area, everything is silent, the temporary work sheds are a little leaky, and the window lattices are humming due to the mountain wind.

Lin Zhen was already fast asleep, and Xu Xian was still coding with the night light on. He picked out three flying pages, which were discussed with Kong Jiawen during the dinner today, and they could be filmed recently.

Just when the work was almost finished, the night light made a rattling sound.

Damn it, right? Xu Xian vomited in his heart and prayed silently. Maybe it was because he didn’t believe in religion. God really didn’t pee on his pot. The night light flickered a few times and it was completely dim. down.

Xu Xian carefully lifted up the quilt on his body, got out of bed, walked to the window with his shoes on, and looked around, and saw that it was dark outside, even Kong Jiawen's room was dark, then there must be a power outage, he But a night owl, he likes to look for inspiration in the middle of the night. Xu Xian looked down at his watch under the moonlight. It was not one o'clock in the morning, and everyone else should be asleep. He definitely couldn't sleep.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a little light in that room again, like a candle.When I first came here to build the tent, the folks who came to help said that there might be a power outage when the wind is strong, so I carefully prepared candles for them, but I didn't expect to be found out by Kong Jiawen, a chicken thief.Xu Xian even heard someone in that room swearing at his mother, "Damn, the computer code is so sad, it must have not been saved."

He looked at the flying pages he had written with some complacency, and heard Lin Zhen's dazed voice coming from the bed.

"power cut?"

"Well, how do you know?"

"The electric blanket is no longer hot."

The capital city is early spring, which is the time when it is warm and cold, but the mountainous areas in the outer suburbs are at least three to five degrees colder than the cities with the heat island effect, and it is well below zero at night, and there is no relatively complete heating equipment in the cities here. , when building the dormitory, I had to get a large number of electric blankets from the nearby supply and marketing cooperatives. This kind of simple heating equipment that has almost disappeared in the city has returned to people's vision.

Now that the power is out, there is nothing else to say. Once the electric blanket is cold, some people who are afraid of the cold may not be able to sleep.

Sure enough, Xiwei's candles were lit up in several rooms intermittently, and because the improvised simple room was not soundproof, Xu Xian even heard the complaints from the surrounding rooms.

"Send the quilts and cotton clothes to the girls and Doudou first."

Lin Zhen got up and put on his coat, and said in a graceful manner.

"Then what do you do?" Xu Xian said.

He knew that in order to maintain a good condition, Lin Zhen had a body with almost zero fat. Although he was good-looking, he almost lost the ability of his body to keep warm. Moreover, before he appeared on camera, for the effect of being on camera, he usually kept fasting after noon. In such a cold weather, even There is an eaves fighting against the wind and rain. If the line is not repaired until tomorrow, you may catch a cold.

"That's the only way. I'm the boss now. If I don't lead by example, I'm afraid that it will hurt the hearts of the team. In this circle, good people always gather together. If you pretend not to know, what will the other cast and crew think?" Lin Zhen He has been in the circle for longer than Xu Xian. Although he is also in the group, he has no experience in controlling the overall situation. Hearing what Lin Zhen said now, I really feel that I can't refute it.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." To Lin Zhen's surprise, Xu Xian was quite persuasive. The two of them put on their coats, hugged the quilts and military coats, and knocked on doors from door to door to send warmth.

Fortunately, there are very few girls in the production crew. Only the female advocate Sheng Nan and a few classmates of Zhou Lele played the role of the concubine's concubine. There are only two girls' dormitories. Seeing their gentlemanly demeanor, they are all moved, especially a few of them. A girl from the Imperial City Film Academy who came to do her graduation project took over the quilt that was stained with the body temperature of the male god. She was so excited that she almost fainted. They just walked out not far when they heard screams from inside the dormitory.

Xu Xian always felt that even if he called tomorrow morning, Lin Zhen's quilt would not be able to leave a whole body.

"Have you finished writing your flying pages?" Lin Zhen asked after returning to the dormitory.

"Well, it's almost there. I'll polish your performance after watching your performance tomorrow."

"..." Lin Zhen remembered the scene in a movie he had seen before, where the female lead editor chased the male lead author behind his ass to ask for a manuscript. At the time, he thought it was an artistic exaggeration, but now he realizes that it is completely real in life.

"I'm afraid I have no sleep. I hope the maintenance team can go to work early."

Lin Zhen frowned and looked out of the window. Wave after wave, the continuous north wind kept attacking the window lattice. The simple window paper could not resist this strong chill, just like a weak defender could not protect a city besieged by iron cavalry. .

"If you don't sleep tonight, you'll be swollen on camera tomorrow, right?"

"That can't be helped, it depends on the later stage." Lin Zhen glanced at Xu Xian gratefully, if he wasn't in the same room as him, he wouldn't have to accompany him to do these face-saving projects.

He rolled his eyes, just in time to see Xu Xian remove the hand holding his knee.

"Does your leg hurt?"

"Fortunately."

Lin Zhen knew that Xu Xian's leg was hurting. He knew an excellent dancer who suffered from severe arthritis due to years of practice. Every time it was rainy, she would feel sore all over her body.

For this reason, Lin Zhen is better at taking care of such patients. He put his hands to his lips, took a breath of warm breath, rubbed his hands together, warming his palms, and quickly pressed them against Xu Xian. above the knee.

"Is this better?"

Xu Xian didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to hold his wrist and felt it.

"It's better, but you're also cold."

Xu Xian supported the edge of the bed with his hands, lying on the already cold bed, reached out and patted the seat beside him.

"You need some sleep."

"But……"

"Come on, two people will always be better."

Lin Zhen lay down beside him, and immediately put his hands on his shoulders.

"..."

"Wait for a while." Xu Xian said.

His hands were regular, without rubbing or even moving. Although Lin Zhen's muscles were tense, he couldn't find any reason to withdraw immediately. After a few minutes, he actually felt warm all over his body.

"...?" Lin Zhen turned his head to look at Xu Xian in disbelief.

"My father..." Xu Xian waited for a while, took a breath, and then began to speak.

"He is a martial artist. He has some kung fu. I know a little bit. His meridians are more sensitive than ordinary people. When necessary, he can keep warm. Do you want to lean in?"

"Yeah." Lin Zhen rubbed against each other, their heads almost touching each other.

"Hey, you said."

Xu Xian turned his head to look at Lin Zhen, because of the angle, he could see his very long eyelashes with the help of the faint moonlight.

"Do I look like a little sun?"

Lin Zhen actually nodded, and his legs moved a little closer to him, touching the top of his knees, as if he wanted to give him some warmth in return.

That's enough.

Xu Xian remembered that when he was teaching himself screenwriting, he read a sentence in a professional book that the author should bury the hook at the beginning of the script, and use this strength to run through the script from beginning to end.

He began to intervene in his life, so he must let his sweetness run through his life. All he needed to maintain his sweetness was this little response, and now, he seemed to have gotten it.