A heartthrob dressed as a rich and abandoned O [Entertainment circle]

Lu Bei was very dissatisfied with Zhong Chenxi taking his book.

This thing is one of the most important things for him to go back to the real world, and he hasn't even had time to look at it carefully.

Thinking that there was still a scene to be filmed, Lu Bei still told the director, got up and went to the lounge, found Xiao Wang and the others, and entrusted the book to them for safekeeping.

In fact, Xiao Wang and the others couldn't understand the German book, so they responded in a flurry of voices, hugging the book in their arms, and said that they would hand it to Lu Bei after the play.

The shooting scene was lively and noisy, most of which was due to the rapid completion of the filming of Lu Bei in the previous scene. Everyone did not expect that the set would be changed so soon, but everyone's face was full of gratitude like amnesty.

But Huawu is red in a hundred days, and then there is a rivalry between Lu Bei and Zhong Chenxi. Think about it, it will be another round of fierce battle.

Lu Bei must be fine, Zhong Chenxi just...

Fu Hong specially raised the loudspeaker and called Zhong Chenxi all over the venue: "Mr. Xiao Zhong! Is Teacher Xiao Zhong there? Has anyone seen Zhong Chenxi?"

Several field workers said they didn't see it, and a radio teacher said that it seemed to be back to his lounge.

The director's assistant was a teenage boy. Hearing Fu Hong shouting for help, he volunteered to go to the waiting room to find someone.

Fu Hong nodded, put down the horn in her hand with a livid face, and looked at the busy people with her hips crossed.

Zhong Mingming on the side stood up a little embarrassed, and smiled embarrassingly: "Director Fu, don't worry, I think the kid is going to touch up his makeup, he cares about the image in front of the audience. That's it, don't call me Your assistant is gone, I'll call him! I'll call him!"

Fu Hong really didn't want to say a word anymore, she nodded heavily, and then said exhaustedly: "You call him, I will talk to him about the play first, and then start filming."

Although it is not the film age anymore, manpower and material resources are not free of money, so you can accompany Zhong Chenxi unconditionally to grind them one by one - even if you are not good enough, you still talk to the director. The most terrifying thing is that Zhong Chenxi always feels that she is Pretty good.

In fact, there are a lot of people like this in the show business circle, and it is the norm in this circle to mix good and evil people.

But the good news is that there is always a beautiful fairy root, there are not many such people, and Lu Bei is one of them.

This is also a point that the director and director system are particularly gratified.

Lu Bei, who had no idea that he was being treated as a fairy root, arranged his books in the dressing room at the moment, and was about to return to the shooting location. Xiao Wang and the others stuffed a thermos filled with hot water into his arms Li, told him to work harder.

Lu Bei accepted the little girls' kindness with a smile.

When he returned to the scene, he was about to find Fu Hong when the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Lu Bei took out the phone screen and saw that it was Qingqiu Tong calling.

Speaking of which, the two of them haven't been in touch for several days. Last time he called and mentioned the matter between him and Qing Chenshu, he doesn't know what's going on now.

Lu Bei answered the phone, walked to the waiting area amidst the busy noise of the scene, and answered the phone.

"Hello? Tongtong, what's the matter?"

Qing Qiutong was obviously also on the set, and the surrounding environment was equally noisy, his voice rang out amidst the noise: "Beibei, are you also waiting?"

Lu Bei smiled: "Yes, but it's almost time for me."

"Actually, I do too," Qing Qiutong said, "Then let me make a long story short. You can ask for leave with your crew. The variety show will be recorded soon. The crew has given a notice. Your agent will probably tell you soon."

Lu Bei thought of Brother Ruan, and put a big "unreliable" mark on Brother Ruan's face in his heart.

"Well, I see, what day is the trip?"

Qing Qiutong seemed to have turned something, and there was a sound of paper pages being brushed, and then he said: "The plane at 7 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, remember to try not to pick up the big night show tomorrow, if there is, schedule it, or go to the airport. Show edema."

Reminded by the soft voice of the beautiful Omega, Lu Bei felt quite useful.

He smiled and said, "Got it, thank you Tongtong. By the way, how are you and Qing Chenshu doing?"

Qingqiu was flustered for a while, and he could hear the shame in his voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, Beibei, I... Me and Qing Chen wrote... nothing."

There is nothing yet, that is, there can be something.

Lu Bei didn't expose it, but smiled and said along with his words: "Yes, yes, then I won't talk nonsense, have you worked hard on filming these two days?"

Qingqiu replied together: "Being an actor, one day is not hard, isn't this our job."

Lu Bei hated to agree with this point of view, he nodded, twisted his neck to clamp the phone, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip.

The tip of my tongue was numb from the heat, so I took a breath and said, "You're right, I've already started soaking goji berries in a thermos."

Qing Qiutong smiled softly for a while, "Drink it, it's for nourishing the kidneys, Mr. Zhu should like you to drink it."

Lu Bei smacked his lips, and the roots of his ears were a little red: "Don't talk nonsense, either."

Qing Qiutong seemed to be hiding his smile, said "hmm" twice, and then said: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, you can go and ask the director for leave, we will see you the day after tomorrow."

"Well, good bye."

Lu Bei hung up the phone and went to the monitor to find Fu Hong.

At this time, Fu Hong had already found Zhong Chenxi, using the tone of the kindergarten principal, guiding Zhong Chenxi to walk the character's emotions word by word.

It's a pity that Zhong Chenxi seems to have a wall with Fu Hong, and all the knowledge points are turned away after meeting his blinking big empty eyes.

Fu Hong's exhortation seemed to have bumped into the vajra's protective body, "oil and salt do not enter".

Fu Hong tapped a line with a pen, looked into Zhong Chenxi's eyes, and said, "Chenxi, the emotion of the characters here is that he was already taller than Zhang Ye, and felt that Zhang Ye was inferior to him, but at this time Zhang Ye was terminally ill. , he has a feeling of sympathy, but more of it is used to compare his sense of superiority, that is, he is so pitiful, weak and pitiful."

"Understood?" After explaining a lot, Fu Hong asked again worriedly.

Zhong Chenxi nodded immediately, "Understood!"

Fu Hong looked into his eyes hesitantly, "Then explain your understanding."

Although Zhong Chenxi felt that the director made a fuss out of a molehill, she expressed her own understanding with Zhong Mingming's encouragement: "Actually, it's just to see a joke! It's very simple!"

Fu Hong pressed her forehead, it seemed that what she just said was all in vain.

As if to calm down her breathing, Fu Hong waved her hands and said, "No! It's you who want to sympathize, and at the same time show a sense of superiority! You don't regard Zhang Ye as a friend, nor an enemy, in your eyes , Zhang Ye is nothing, you came to see him because you think you have a good heart, understand?"

Of course I don't understand.

Zhong Chenxi tilted her head, obviously wanting to say: What is that?

Fu Hong covered her heart, "You can experience it for yourself slowly. Obviously, you can tell your nephew about your emotions. I'll go out to breathe."

The director's assistant wanted to put a quick-acting heart-saving pill in Fu Hong's mouth.

Zhong Mingming said "yes" a few times in a row with an embarrassing face, then pulled the chair closer and whispered to Zhong Chenxi.

In fact, he is the art director, and he has no obligation to talk to the actors, but his nephew is really not up to date, and the best newcomer award was paid off by spending a lot of money on public relations, so he also feels guilty.

After Fu Hong walked away from behind the monitor, he took a bottle of purified water, unscrewed it, and stood at the door to sip the water.

It was as if he was so angry that he drank water to vent his anger.

Lu Bei came over with his pink thermos. He pinched the lid of the thermos with his tender fingers, and took a sip of wolfberry water.

The pink thermos cup was not chosen by him on his own will, it was matched by the grandma and the others for his lunch box.

But inexplicably matching his skin color, it looks like a porcelain doll holding a small cup, which is a bit lovable.

As soon as Fu Hong raised her eyes, she saw Lu Bei. She was so forced that she was about to explode. This would make Lu Bei feel better.

"Do you have a cigarette?" Even though the mood has eased, the anger in his chest is still churning, and he can't get rid of it for a while, so he wants to ask someone for a cigarette.

Lu Bei was stunned for a moment, and held up the wolfberry water in his thermos, "Director, you forgot, I don't smoke."

"Oh, I forgot." Fu Hong grabbed her short hair and glanced at his thermos: "Hey, now 20-year-old boys are starting to maintain their health."

Lu Bei didn't feel embarrassed at all, but raised his cup and took another sip.

He smiled, and said straight to the point: "Director, I'm here to ask you for leave."

Fu Hong had just experienced a "catastrophe" in the filming. She couldn't count on the second male lead, so she planned to arrange a few more scenes for Lu Bei, so that Lu Bei could take the lead, but this "leader" told her that she wanted to ask for leave. ?

Now that one of her generals is going to be compromised, Fu Hong is still a little bit reluctant, "You want to take on a commercial show? It can't be a drama, right?"

Lu Bei waved his hand, "No, it can't be a show, I have to drink wolfberry water now, if I dare to play a show, do I have to die?"

Fu Hong thought about it for a second.

Also, how could Lu Bei be such a person.

So she asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Do you want to ask for leave?"

"Before I signed this movie, I was still recording a variety show, and I needed to join the group for a few days." Lu Bei said.

Only then did Fu Hong remember, she patted herself on the head, and said abruptly: "Yes, there is such a thing, look at my brain, I'm so angry that it doesn't work."

"Okay," she paused, took a sip of the water in her hand, and said, "Okay then, tell me the confirmed itinerary, and I'll line it up for you when I arrange the times."

Lu Bei smiled, "Thank you director."

After Fu Hong drank the water, her anger was almost gone. She patted Lu Bei's slender shoulder, "Young man, your future has unlimited possibilities, just keep at it."

After finishing speaking, Fu Hong acted heroically, and went back to continue lecturing to Zhong Chenxi.

Leaving Lu Bei outside alone.

Originally, he wanted to go in with the director, but before going in, Lu Bei remembered that he should talk to Zhu Yu.

It was an emotion he had never felt before.

His self-proclaimed macho was used to doing his own thing in the past.

But now, I feel that I should tell my man about my itinerary.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Bei didn't call directly.

There was a kind of ignorant feeling in his heart, fearing that he would disturb Zhu Yu's work by calling directly.

So this ignorant young man who was soaking wolfberry in a thermos cup sent a LINK to the CEO.

[Flying to the desert oasis early in the morning to record a variety show, I just got the itinerary. ]

After sending it, he regretted it. The schedule for the day after tomorrow, and the meeting at night will be over, so why not send a message to Zhu Yu first as soon as there is news?

This... the nostalgia is a little too obvious.

Fortunately, Zhu Yu was busy and didn't reply to the LINK message immediately.

Lu Bei quickly took another sip of the goji berry water in the thermos cup to suppress the shock, then he tightened the lid of the cup and walked to the shooting scene.

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Zhu Yu has already left the company at this moment, and his mobile phone has been adjusted to vibrate all the time.

Probably because he doesn't like excessive noise, which affects his calm thinking.

But what he is going to do now seems to be a bit out of the category of calm and conservative.

15 minute later.

Zhu Yu stood in front of a coffee shop, thought for a while, opened the door and walked in.

He is tall and long-legged, with an outstanding appearance and a luxurious body. As soon as he walked in, he was immediately bathed in attention.

Zhu Yu came to a booth and sat down, and knocked on the table opposite the person reading the newspaper.

The man slowly put down the newspaper in his hand.

Screening away the waiter's approach, he took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of cold eyes.

It was Qi Wei.

Qi Wei looked at Zhu Yu, and finally said: "President Zhu, I never expected that the two of you would come to me one after another to obtain classified information."

Zhu Yu frowned slightly, but immediately opened it again. It didn't seem to be a big surprise, but he still asked, "He's looking for you too?"

Qi Weihao spent all his time arranging the newspapers in his hands, carefully folding the newspapers along the gaps, which seemed to be a game of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After a while, he had enough appetite, and finally said: "Yes, Lu Bei called me through Jin Ji before, and asked about the research direction and topics of the secrecy agency under the jurisdiction of the Second Office."

The emotion in Zhu Yu's eyes flickered for a while, but it was finally suppressed by his turbulent eyes.

His eyes fell unfocused, staring at the exquisite European teacup in front of him.

To himself: "He still wants to go back."

Qi Wei shook his head, "I don't understand what you want to say, where does Lu Bei want to go back?"

Zhu Yu didn't want to explain too much to him. He, who has always cherished words like gold, just looked away and said indifferently: "Since the research institution is doing research, then, do you accept the human and financial support of enthusiastic entrepreneurs?"

Qi Wei looked at him, a little puzzled: "You mean you want to inject capital into the project?"

Zhu Yu leaned on the back of the seat and spread his long-fingered hands, "It's not surprising, to contribute to scientific research."

After a pause for a few seconds, Qi Wei said, "Play games with the empire directly? If you don't play well, you will be destroyed."

Zhu Yu was very calm: "They should not be able to refuse my conditions."

Qi Wei has always understood his childhood, so he smiled meaningfully, "It seems that you have a plan in mind, and those two things must not go well."

Zhu Yu: "Don't say that, just in case I die."

Qi Wei smiled, and nodded, "Okay, since you are so enthusiastic, our two offices also welcome corporate fundraising, but what is your purpose?"

Only then did Zhu Yu sit up straight with his back straight and his shoulders flattened, making the suit look extra stylish.

He solemnly said: "I want the right to speak about the project, what it is used for, and who it is for."

Qi Wei squinted his eyes: "My friend, this is not my authority. I need to report to the new boss. Besides, if you eat such a big dish in one go, aren't you afraid of indigestion in the Zhu Group?"

Zhu Yu still sat upright, but his voice was weak: "The most important thing is that the food is delicious."

After speaking, both of them already had the answer in their eyes.

"alright."

Qi Wei put the newspaper on the table, then took his coat, stood up, walked to Zhu Yu's side, and patted his shoulder.

"My friend, I hope you know what you're doing."

Zhu Yu still looked ahead: "Tell your bosses that I have more capital reserves for the current imperial idea export strategy, which can help make this road go faster and smoother."

After a pause, he continued, his tone still calm: "And I think that the empire is now in power with a young force, he should accept my suggestion, and we will have a pleasant cooperation."

Qi Wei smiled: "I understand. In fact, you don't want to be a cornerstone at a disadvantage, you want to eat God! My friend, it's easy to plan."

Zhu Yu didn't raise his eyes, but just replied lightly: "Not to mention, waiting for your good news."

Smart people don't need to say more, everything goes without saying.

Qi Wei patted him on the shoulder, and walked out carrying his coat.

Only then did Zhu Yu take out the mobile phone from his arms, and he was almost overwhelmed by many work letters.

He went back a few times, and after clicking on the LINK, he saw Lu Bei on the top.

Lu Bei sent him a message, but he didn't see it just now.

The slender and white fingers moved over, clicked on the LINK to look at it, and then looked at the time casually.

Almost ready to pick up the kids from school.

It doesn't matter whether other children have someone to pick him up, his children must see him first.

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Everything is in order on the shooting site.

The next scene is still a corner of the hospital ward built indoors.

After the top light was adjusted, the strong light outside the window lit up at the same time.

Behind the huge light source is a green screen—for the convenience of digging out the scenery outside the house later.

""Cosmetic Surgery Diary" No.70 scene, the first scene, the first time, action!"

After the field manager called to play the board, the scene began to quietly record the orderly work of this scene.

Lu Bei was wearing a much larger hospital gown and sitting on the hospital bed.

His body was already soft and white, but the hospital gown made him look like a fragile glass doll.

He was leaning against the head of the bed, staring at the window in front of the bed with complicated emotions.

Today is a visit to a sick scene, and it is also a scene in the plot where Zhang Ye discovers that he has a point system in his mind, which is the most emotional turning point in the whole play.

Undoubtedly the highlight.

And it was the male second, Zhong Chenxi, who triggered this system.

Lu Lu, played by Zhong Chenxi, is a young actor who has become a monk halfway, but she has a better foundation than Zhang Ye, a little coolie squatting in front of the film studio. Knowing that Zhang Ye has cancer, Lu Lu who just snatched Zhang Yenan No. [-] hugged her. Come to see him with flowers.

He just watched it, and with a sense of superiority, he said a sentence of heart-rending words, which stimulated Zhang Ye, who was already on the verge of collapse, to the point where he almost wanted to end himself immediately.

When Zhong Chenxi walked in with flowers in her arms, she had a smile on her face.

Fu Hong pinched her forehead behind the monitor and shouted helplessly: "Crack!"

"Mr. Zhong Chenxi, it's true that what you're going to say later will ridicule him, but the premise is sympathy! Look at your current mood, right?"

This is just an NG just after entering the arena, Zhong Chenxi really lived up to the reputation of the little prince of NG, as soon as he entered the arena, he NGed with his hands, a desperate NG.

Zhong Chenxi took a deep breath, and rolled her eyes concealed.

Then, he smiled at Fu Hong, and said, "I'm sorry, director, I'll do it again!"

Fu Hong lost her temper and shouted, "Come again!!"

The scene record hits the board again: "Scene No. 70 of "The Diary of Plastic Surgery", the first scene, the second time, action!"

Lu Bei pretended to be empty, leaning his head against the cold wall, his long eyelashes trembling, and the thick long eyelashes were like falling crow feathers, casting a faint shadow.

That kind of heart-wrenching appearance was shown inadvertently without acting.

But it is a pity that such an excellent performance will soon encounter a goldfish brain like Zhong Chenxi.

This time Zhong Chenxi firmly remembered his emotions, and when he entered the door, he was very sullen.

Fu Hong covered her face, unable to bear to continue watching this catastrophic performance, the photographer still knowingly cut more shots to Lu Bei on the hospital bed.

Anyway, the whole crew has had enough, and they can live as long as they can, and if they can't, they can't be NG.

Even so, it is a series of NG.

This time, when the filming started, Zhong Chenxi made it to the hospital bed without many shots.

He put the flowers in his hand on the bedside table, looked at Zhang Ye, and asked emotionally, "Yezi, how are you? Does it matter?"

Fu Hong pinched the center of her brows, and held back not to cry out.

Only then did Lu Bei cast his eyes slowly at him. The eyes were misty, as if they were separated by a distant mountain, or they were in despair. It made people feel moved when they saw it.

"You're here." He said flatly.

"Why are you here..." After finishing the last sentence, he added the next sentence weakly and unwillingly, "How did you know that I was sick, hey...why was I sick..."

This time, he added the second half of the sentence himself.

It can be regarded as a normal actor's secondary creation process.

In the whole play, it is a more advanced emotionally, and it highlights the protagonist's despair, which can be regarded as an ingenious highlight.

But Zhong Chenxi couldn't handle it, he suspected that Lu Bei did it on purpose.

So he frowned, thinking that the original script wasn't like this?Then he said dryly his next line: "I came to see you."

There is no extra emotion at all.

"Crack!!" Fu Hong raised the loudspeaker and shouted: "Mr. Zhong, do you think you have captured the emotion of your partner actor?"

Zhong Chenxi said loudly dissatisfied: "Director, he added the show! Why don't you talk about him?"

Fu Hong was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, "One more sentence is considered extra drama. You said so many lines for no reason in the last scene, so it's not an extra drama? It's enough to get the mood right, but you should continue with it." !"

After being scolded again, Zhong Chenxi was also very angry. He glanced at Lu Bei and said angrily, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Bei blinked his big eyes, the long eyelashes were trembling, and the eyes were full of innocence.

"no."

Zhong Chenxi thought for a while, "Is there really not?"

Lu Bei's bright eyes were like spring water, and he raised his eyebrows to look at him, "No."

Although it didn't look like Lu Bei didn't hold grudges, Zhong Chenxi lost his temper at this glance, and he still wanted to get two steps closer to the beauty, so he boldly walked in front of Lu Bei.

Unexpectedly, Lu Bei did not refuse, he smiled lightly, hooked his fingers at Zhong Chenxi, and motioned Zhong Chenxi to lean over.

Zhong Chenxi was 1 happy in his heart, so he followed suit immediately.

Although Lu Bei was smiling, the corners of his mouth were not warm.

He lowered his voice, and with a voice that only two people could hear clearly, he finished what he hadn't finished saying: "I didn't perform too well on purpose, but I didn't expect you to be so weak."

Zhong Chenxi stood up abruptly, with a particularly bad expression on his face. He pointed at Lu Bei, but he didn't react for a long time.

That's right, it's not suspicion, it's true, Lu Bei holds a grudge and is angry that he read his book, so he is waiting for him here!

It's so nasty!

The key is that when he is done with anger, he still has no expression on his face, as if he didn't say the murderous words.

Zhong Chenxi was so angry that his chest heaved twice, he turned his head and said to Fu Hong, "Director, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette, and I'll be back in two minutes."

Fu Hong squeezed her temples, "Go, go, remember to leave some for me."

Zhong Chenxi walked out in the corner of everyone's eyes who couldn't hide their disgust.

He doesn't care at all how others look at him, he has always only cared about his own emotions.

At this moment, he was very angry, and he walked out of the studio without saying a word, and walked some more.

Until she felt that she had gone far enough, Zhong Chenxi took out the page of the book in her pocket, rolled it into a ball, and threw it towards the flower bed beside her as if venting her anger.

"Hmph, say I'm weak! I'll make you read incoherently!"

I don't know how his preschool child's thinking has supported him to grow up to such a big age. It seems that losing the inside pages of other people's books can really soothe his wounded heart.

Zhong Chenxi adjusted her breathing, then spat at the side, and angrily walked towards the studio.

But what he didn't expect was that the ball of paper he wanted to throw into the flower bed missed the target, hit the edge of the flower bed, and bounced onto the road.

At this moment, a pair of spotless leather shoes just walked in front of the paper ball.

The man stopped in his tracks, seeming to be attracted by something suddenly thrown in front of him.

Then, the man bowed his long legs, gently stretched out his slender white fingers, and picked up the ball of paper.

The author has something to say: Lu Bei: When it comes to acting, I have never been afraid.

Zhu Yu: My acting skills are average.

Lu Bei patted his chest: Don't be afraid, brother will teach you!

Zhu Yu: Good.

After half an hour...

Lu Beibei with broken lips: ...How come you still can't learn a kissing scene after so long.

Zhu Yu: Please teach me a little longer, I'm afraid I'm too stupid to learn.

Lu Bei: ...

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感谢在2020-06-0122:32:54~2020-06-0223:03:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 from Hundred Ghosts Kindergarten; 1 sour lemon, [-] piece from Huo Yu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 48693 bottles of Sabrina; 1 bottle of Doctor Yinqing Guanglu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!