Coronation [Entertainment]

Sure enough, he was right.

Of course Kong Jiawen was happy in his heart. After learning about Xu Xian's plan, he asked someone in the circle to inquire about Lin Zhen. He knew that he was a very dedicated actor. male artist.

It's just that Xu Xian's face was not very good-looking. He stared at the icy water continuously dripping down from Lin Zhen's body, and he felt a little chilled.

Xu Xian is a talented player. Although he has no higher education, he has become a small god with his life experience and self-learning ability, so he has never particularly understood the talented player Lin Zhen. Forced himself to be perfect, Xu Xian pursued a down-to-earth style of dealing with people, and Lin Zhen's pursuit of perfection made him feel a little distressed.

"Cold?"

Xu Xian reached out to hold his hand, his palm was cold, and his whole arm was trembling.

"Fortunately, it's okay to shoot a few more. This is my finalized scene, and the process will not be delayed." The implication is that this is the last one, and even if you get sick later, you won't waste the crew's money.

Xu Xian was a little stinging at his alienated attitude, so he could only withdraw his hand and nodded lightly.

"Okay, Zhou Lele!"

Kong Jiawen greeted Zhou Lele, who was warming up by the fire not far away. He was also somewhat prepared in his heart, knowing that the director was a little hesitant, and maybe there would be another one. He didn't change his clothes immediately, but immediately took off his military coat when he heard the order , made an OK gesture.

"Lin Zhen."

When he was about to take his seat, Xu Xian called him to stop, stood up reluctantly while leaning on the armrest of the wheelchair, and used his crutches to hold a sword flower.

"The range of motion is a little wider. Don't worry about the camera. It's a distant view. You can do the action with confidence."

"Ah."

"You are handsome."

"..."

"I mean, don't bother looking for the camera."

"Thanks."

Lin Zhen seemed to be a middle school student whose thoughts had been seen through, and he was still blushing a little. He quickly turned around and stood up, no longer looking at Xu Xian.

Xu Xian looked at his back with a playful look, looking for the camera with the side face is a mistake that young actors like to make. The bright and sad 45° angle is really beautiful, but experienced actors seldom do this because they The pursuit of artistic truth has surpassed the stubbornness of beauty.

Lin Zhen was never like this when he was filming with other people. Most of his scenes with Zhou Lele were literary dramas. He didn't notice it. When it was martial arts scenes, this problem would be obvious. He was very concerned about the level between himself and Zhou Lele. Up and down?What's up with them...

"Ah!"

While Xu Xian was thinking, there was a fierce fighting sound in the mountain stream. He looked up and found that Lin Zhen and Zhou Lele were tearing each other's collars and rolled into the cold mountain again. In the creek, in the last scene, Lin Zhen stabbed Zhou Lele's chest with his short dagger, and held him firmly in the water after the opponent lost the ability to fight back.

He has a sullen look on his face, besides acting, there are other things, does he have a competitive mentality towards Zhou Lele?

"OK! Very good!"

Following Kong Jiawen's cheers, Lin Zhen quickly let go of his hand and pulled Zhou Lele up from below the surface of the water.

Although he responded in a timely manner, the expression on his face was not relaxed for a while. He didn't have much conversation with his opponent, but just patted him on the back symbolically, and jumped ashore. Wen Chu hurriedly hugged the light down jacket and the little sun He ran over and escorted Lin Zhen into the tent to change clothes and remove makeup.

In contrast, Zhou Lele was miserable. He was also heartbroken. Only Zhang Shengnan and a few other classmates came to help him with his hair.

"Hey, the male god was so majestic just now. When he pressed me, he was so strong. I thought I was really going to choke to death."

Zhou Lele was shivering from the cold, but her face was flushed with excitement.

"That's my male god, who made you scream." Xu Xian gave him a blank look, but still rubbed his hands kindly.

"Hey, action today?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Tsk tsk, I'm really worried for you, it's better than me..."

Just as Zhou Lele was halfway through his speech, he saw Lin Zhen coming out of the tent, already put on casual clothes, wrapped tightly, and Wen Chu trotted behind him, holding the little sun in his hands.

He glanced at their holding hands, and said to Xu Xian: "I'm going back to the room, can you go?"

Xu Xian didn't know if it was his own illusion, maybe he was being sentimental, and he always felt that his reaction seemed to be...

"Well, let's go together then."

He let go of Zhou Lele's hand, and motioned him to quickly remove his make-up, while turning his wheelchair with some difficulty, but half of his strength disappeared out of thin air. Looking back, Lin Zhen had already grabbed his armrest.

……

After returning home, Lin Zhen took a shower and slept until night without moving.

Xu Xian is doing the finishing work, sorting out the flying pages and connecting them together, checking for gaps and making up for omissions, and seeing where there are still missing shots, so that he can inform Kong Jiawen to make up the shots quickly.

The sound of Doudou hitting the iron pot with a frying spoon came from outside, and it seemed that the meal was ready.

"Male god, get up, let's eat, we may wrap up today, let's get together, I won't cook for you, come..."

Xu Xian called Lin Zhen two or three times, he just agreed a few times with a frown, and then fell asleep again.

"Lin Zhen?"

Xu Xian stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, feeling his pulse.

have a fever.

He reached out to touch his forehead, pressed the side of his neck, and jumped violently.

"Why at this time."

Xu Xian was a little nervous, he hurriedly rolled his wheelchair to the door, and called Doudou, who was going door to door to tell him that the meal was ready.

"You go and ask Xiao Wu to come over, Lin Zhen has a fever, bring the medicine kit."

Xiaowu has been a martial arts instructor for a long time, and he has a set of black and red wounds, because he needs to deal with some unexpected situations for a long time, so he can be regarded as half a team doctor. With him on the set, there is basically no need to hire another professional doctor. In other words, if it is him If everyone thinks it is a difficult problem, then there is no other way but to send it to the hospital.

"How? He seems to have a weak reaction to external stimuli."

After a brief inspection, Xiao Wu gave Lin Zhen antipyretics and shook his head.

"I don't know yet. If the fever doesn't subside after taking the medicine for a while, I can only call an ambulance. Otherwise, pneumonia is not fun."

"Ambulance, can we come in this kind of weather?"

Xu Xian stretched out his hand to touch Lin Zhen's forehead, it was burning hot, but he didn't sweat at all.

"If not, I'll send him down."

"Brother, what can I do, you..." Xiao Wu subconsciously looked at Xu Xian's legs, hesitated to speak, and finally stopped talking.

"He's burned like this, if he didn't notice it, he should."

Xu Xian's hand kept rubbing Lin Zhen's fair forehead, hoping to feel a little moist, but as time passed, it was still hot and dry, and there seemed to be no sign of improvement.