alternate performance

Looking at each other, Xu Chenhe turned his head away guiltily, without denying that he was indeed in the wrong mood.

There were light footsteps outside, Fang Rui tentatively called out: "Brother Shen He?"

Xu Chenhe immediately pushed away Gu Congran who was on his body: "Yes."

"I took off the padded jacket for you. Are you cold? Do you want to put it on now?" Fang Rui asked.

Gu Congran opened the curtain: "Put it on the sofa, he's not cold."

"Okay, Mr. Gu." Fang Rui sniffed, "Brother Shen He, did you apply the medicine? Ms. Xue's assistant also brought the medicine oil and two boxes of fruit salad. I put it in the refrigerator."

"Let's put it all away." Gu Congran leaned against the wall, "Is Xu Chenhe going to have a big night tonight?"

Shan Fangrui remembered the daily announcements very well: "Yes, rest in the afternoon."

"Today's New Year's Eve, is there any dinner for the crew?" Gu Congran asked.

Fang Rui thought for a while: "No, I'm busy."

Gu Congran grabbed the phone and dialed a few times: "Okay, got it."

In the bedroom, Xu Chenhe heard their conversation clearly. When Gu Congran turned and came in, he pretended to apologize: "I have to shoot a night scene tonight, and I have to catch up on sleep in the afternoon. I can't send the phone off."

Gu Congran slept less than Xu Chenhe last night. The bed in the caravan bedroom was big enough. He fell back on the bed and rolled over to hold Xu Chenhe's half body: "It's okay, I changed my flight tonight. I will sleep with you in the afternoon." , let him go back to court tonight."

Xu Chenhe didn't appreciate it, he got up, put on his shoes and took a few steps: "You can get enough sleep by yourself!"

After leaving the living room, Fang Rui was not there, sitting on the sofa pressing Zhu Huiting on the computer, with a can of coffee beside him.

Xu Chenhe found a fruit salad from the refrigerator, and while holding a fork, asked Zhu Huiting: "Brother Zhu, do you want to eat?"

Zhu Huiting saw dragon fruit and kiwi inside through the transparent box, and waved his hand to reject it: "You can eat, I'm not hungry."

Putting the work aside, Zhu Huiting closed the computer, put his arm on the edge of the table: "Gu Congran fell asleep?"

"Well, he got up earlier than me today, so he must be sleepy." Xu Chenhe sat down with the fruit box in his hands, and stuffed a pillow behind his waist.

Zhu Huiting speculated: "Buy you breakfast?"

Xu Chenhe nodded hesitantly.

After a moment of silence, Xu Chenhe swallowed the crushed kiwi in his mouth, his tongue was sour: "I know, he's not for me."

The living room is only a few steps away from the bedroom and separated by a curtain, but no one is afraid of Gu Congran hearing it.Zhu Huiting tapped on the desktop: "So, what do you think?"

Xu Chenhe was very calm: "In the transaction relationship, each takes what he needs. When he can't tell the difference, I can figure it out."

Zhu Huiting is not the case. Gu Congran is his buddy, yes, but Xu Chenhe is also an artist he is obliged to protect: "Take it easy, don't fall into it."

In the leisurely afternoon, Xu Chenhe went to the bedroom to wake up Gu Congran, who had covered his head with a quilt and was sleeping soundly. The latter had not been warm enough with his former lover in his dream. A hand reached out from under the quilt to hook the other's neck.

In the sealed space, there was nowhere to escape the sound of the four lips touching and turning. Xu Chenhe lay on Gu Congran's body, and a kiss as dense as spring rain in March made him absent-minded.

After a long time, Gu Congran let go of him and said, "It would be great if you became the person in your dream."

Xu Chenhe sat up straight, rubbed his half-twisted waist, and said in a loose tone, "Come out and eat."

The curtains swung open, and Gu Congran smelled the smell of food in the caravan, so he remembered to check the time.At one o'clock in the afternoon, he actually rested for two hours without any worries on a completely unfamiliar bed.

Xu Chenhe folded the quilt and came out, took out fried rice with cabbage egg and diced luncheon meat and cucumber from the pot, and placed each plate in front of Gu Congran steadily: "The refrigerator has limited ingredients, so let's make do with it."

After speaking, he turned around to get the milk paste in the non-stick pan, and did not notice the approaching footsteps behind him.Until someone hugged his waist, Xu Chenhe stopped stirring the milk paste: "This is the dessert, it's too time-consuming to make other things..."

"If you are unhappy, you can tell me." Gu Congran said while touching Xu Chenhe's shoulder.

The sweet and tender milk fragrance diffuses in the air, and the porcelain bowl containing the milky yellow Phoenix milk paste is placed on the cooking table.Xu Chenhe supported the edge of the stage, and said indifferently: "There is nothing unhappy. An actor's life is very fulfilling, but he is a little tired."

"Is it because the actor's life is tiring, or is it tiring to face me?" Gu Congran took the bowl of milk paste with one hand, "Why don't you eat just one bowl?"

"I've already had lunch," Xu Chenhe turned around, without answering the other party's first question, "I ate the box lunch provided by the crew, I was worried that you might not be used to it, so I cooked for you myself."

Afraid that Gu Congran would ask endless questions, Xu Chenhe washed his hands and shook the water: "I'm going to catch up on sleep, Mr. Gu can do what he wants."

The curtain was drawn, and Xu Chenhe sank into the bed, smelling the light and sharp cold perfume left by Gu Congran from the position where Gu Congran had just slept.He rolled over to the other half of the bed, clutching the quilt tightly, mentally overriding the physical fatigue, but unable to withstand the master's will to urge him to fall asleep.

Outside, Gu Congran finished his meal in a dull manner, and sank the spoon and dishes into the sink. As soon as he squeezed out the dish soap, Fang Rui, who ran into the RV, pushed him away yelling: "Mr. , I will do this kind of thing."

Gu Congran didn't force it, he went to the living room to read some magazines, but saw his luggage on the sofa.He returned to the kitchen and asked Fang Rui, "Where is Zhu Hui in court?"

Fang Rui had just returned from filming in group B, but he didn't see Zhu Huiting, so he speculated: "Should be in group A, or go to the New Year's Street in the town, isn't today New Year's Eve, the vendors are taking advantage of the stalls On the last day, the New Year’s goods are on sale, which is very cheap.”

Gu Congran didn't have a clear idea of ​​whether it was cheap or not, but Jiang Hua was different. When he was studying, Jiang Hua dragged him to the New Year's Shopping Street. For 100 yuan, he could buy a big bag of New Year's goods that made his hands tired. Five yuan Qian Neng wrote a pair of Spring Festival couplets by himself at the booth, and posted them on both sides of the door of the old house when he returned home. The red paper and black characters looked festive.

It brought back memories of the past, and Gu Congran couldn't help but want to see it too.Just took two steps, thinking of the reason why I changed the flight, and took back my steps.

He walked softly into the bedroom, sat by the bed, brushed the hair from Xu Chenhe's forehead, and kissed it lightly.

There was a "tsk" sound from the door of the bedroom, Gu Congran raised his eyes suddenly, and Zhu Huiting leaned against the wall with his arms folded: "Are you fucking addicted to kissing?"

Xu Chenhe, who was wrapped in the quilt, moved, Gu Congran got up quickly, and pushed Zhu Huiting out: "When did you come back? How did you learn to peek?"

"Can not peeking spoil your good deeds?" Zhu Huiting said incredulously, "Gu Congran, please be sober, Xu Chenhe is not Jiang Hua, he is a substitute, don't make him a substitute, he can't stand you Such a toss."

"Can I hold back his face?" Gu Congran was irritated, "If he changes his name, I'd be happy to spend the rest of my life with him."

"You can simply say that he is the reincarnation of Jiang Hua," Zhu Huiting laughed angrily, "You treat Xu Chenhe as Jiang Hua, they are both pitiful, who would want their own body or soul to be attached to someone else's shadow? Either you put it down Jiang Hua, have a good time with Xu Chenhe, don't make any substitutes."

"He thinks well." Gu Congran put down these words in a deep voice, picked up the luggage on the sofa and strode out of the RV.

When the setting sun was gone, Xu Chenhe came out of the bedroom, went to the kitchen to get a glass of boiled water to moisten his throat, and sat down on the sofa with the script in his hand.

Zhu Huiting took out a card and handed it to him: "Your room card."

Xu Chenhe picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket: "Mr. Gu has returned to Chengcheng City?"

"I'm back. After all, New Year's Eve, my family is in a hurry." Zhu Huiting sat next to him with his computer in his arms, and showed him the video that was being screened: "Let's see, this is the commercial film you shot earlier. Bian means that it will be officially launched on the third day of junior high school, and a press conference will be held in the afternoon of the same day."

Xu Chenhe has adapted to this rhythm, and there is no big problem: "Yes, can you rush back to the crew on the same day?"

Zhu returned to the court and made arrangements: "I asked the crew for leave for you. The third year of junior high school is scheduled for the afternoon and evening of the fourth junior high. There is no conflict in time, and I can catch up on sleep when I come back."

Even though he had just slept for a few hours, Xu Chenhe couldn't help feeling sleepy when he heard the word "make up for sleep".He put down the script, dug out a set of comfortable sportswear from the closet, took a shower to refresh himself, and hurriedly ran to the crew to play with everyone after eating.

Tonight's scene is the scene where Fu Qian changed his face and dealt with the police team. Among them, Duan Lu, played by Liang Sui, had a lot of lines in this scene.

Peng Yin, who plays the captain of the criminal investigation team, is still busy in other teams, so Liang Sui plays the second role alone and confronts Xu Chenhe: "Sir, did you go to the Beauty Yebo Song and Dance Hall last night?"

Xu Chenhe: "Look at my clothes, do I look like someone who can go into that kind of place? It's almost like squatting at the door to beg for food."

Liang Sui: "But a dancer said that you invited her to dance. How do you explain this?"

Xu Chenhe stroked his hair in a playful way: "My lord, the investigation must be logical. With my beggar-like face, will any dancer accept my invitation?"

Liang Sui cooperated with him, turned his face to look left and right, and was stunned.

Those eyes stayed on his face for too long, Xu Chenhe sweated, worried that the shallow scar would arouse Liang Sui's suspicion.He didn't dare to show his anger, and just about to ask Liang Sui if he forgot his lines, Liang Sui suddenly smiled: "I was wondering where can I find such a good-looking beggar?"

The play was interrupted by this joke, Xu Chenhe breathed a sigh of relief, took Liang Sui's hand away and said, "Don't brag, do you want me to laugh?"

The night scene lasted until five o'clock in the morning. Peng Yin asked his assistant to buy a hearty breakfast for everyone. It was still dark, and the crew sat in the open space in front of the old building, eating, chatting, and making phone calls from time to time. yawn.

Liang Sui squeezed next to Xu Chenhe, biting a corn cob and chuckling: "Jiang Hua, why didn't you say we didn't become friends when we were in college?"

How could Xu Chenhe answer: "The fate has not come yet, it's not too late to be friends now."

"Alright." Liang Sui turned his head and shouted to his assistant, "Xiao Cao, help me get that box of wet wipes in my bag, my hands are all dirty."

After getting back the wipes, Liang Sui wiped his hands first, and then wiped a clean one on Xu Chenhe's face: "You wipe your face too, you are willing to keep this dirty look."

Xu Chenhe held a bowl of porridge in his left hand and a bun in his right hand. He couldn't free his hand to pick up a tissue, so he had to hide as much as possible: "It's okay, I'll take off this makeup when I go back."

Liang Sui crumpled up the wet wipes and threw them into a trash bag, then took out his phone and switched to selfie mode: "Come, take a photo of this newly formed friendship on New Year's Day."

After working all night, everyone was quite tired. After breakfast, they went back to rest and agreed to fight again in the afternoon.Xu Chenhe didn't go back to the hotel, and just rested in the caravan. Fang Rui took off his makeup and muttered, "It's pretty clean."

"What's clean?" Xu Chenhe asked in a daze.

Fang Rui showed him the makeup remover cotton: "Your face is quite clean, have you removed your makeup before?"

Xu Chenhe touched his face, his heart suddenly turned cold.