actor has insomnia

What Xiao An watched was a solo edited video of Zong Wen, all of which were clips of Zong Wen's previous roles.

Xiao An said to Ren Shen, "Isn't he so handsome!"

Ren Shen looked at the phone screen and said, "Teacher Zong is on the set, so you can see the real person when you go out."

"The temperament of a real person is different from that of the Internet. I just like his face." Xiao An sighed, "If I see a real person, I still dare not go there."

As he said that, Xiao An whispered again: "Realist Zong Wen looks a bit fierce."

Ren Shen thought for a while, and said, "In fact, Teacher Zong is still very good. He even gave me a box of chocolates in the morning."

"Forget it, watching real people is better than watching online videos." Xiao An shook her head, "When I have the courage someday, I'll ask Zong Wen for an autograph!"

Ren Shen didn't quite understand the thoughts of the little star chasing girl, so he continued to eat snacks.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ren Shen went to the dressing room to touch up his makeup, and then went to the set to prepare for filming.

In the afternoon, this was the highlight of the little mute. The address of the little mute was exposed. Some reporters rushed over after receiving the news and asked about the details of the murder of the little mute. , Drive those reporters away.

Ren Shen took off his cotton coat and handed it to his assistant, wearing a thin school uniform, he came to the shed set up on the set.

The little mute's house was built temporarily by the crew, and it couldn't block the wind at all. When Ren Shen sat on the chair, it felt like he was sitting on an ice mat.

After the director adjusted the camera, the filming started.

With the sound of playing the board, Ren Shen fell into a dumb state, bowed his head and remained silent.

Outside the house, a group of reporters blocked the door and knocked on the door, and the flashlights kept shooting.

"Hello, we are a local news agency and would like to interview you."

"Were you there when the victim was killed? Why didn't you come out and resist?"

"The victim died after being abused for seven hours, why didn't he call the police?"

The little mute curled up on the chair, covering his ears so as not to listen to the movement outside.

The reporters outside were still constantly harassing, asking one sharp question after another, never thinking about the harm these questions would cause to the person involved.

However, the house where the little mute lived was too dilapidated, and the reporters outside quickly broke down the door and rushed in.

The reporters surrounded him, the camera was aimed at the face of the little mute, and the microphone was stretched out in front of the little mute.

"Hello, can you tell us about the scene at that time?"

"Since the murderer has killed so many victims, why did he let you go?"

"Do you know the murderer? Do you know anything inside?"

The little mute curled up and said nothing.

The reporter was still pressuring the little mute until the police officer rushed over with his men.

"Get out of the way!" The police officer drove the reporters out, and hurried to the little mute.

The little mute raised his head, suddenly reached out and grabbed the police officer's arm, opened his mouth to say something, but could only utter some meaningless syllables.

Director Jiang: "Cut!"

Ren Shen was still holding on to Zong Wen's arm tightly, but when he heard Director Jiang calling out, he quickly let go.

Director Jiang also came over and said to Ren Shen, "Ren Shen, your mood is wrong."

"The little mute has endured it for so long. When he broke out this time, he should be more excited."

"The little mute you played is too introverted, you have to be a little more impulsive, it doesn't matter if you let go."

Ren Shen sat on the chair and nodded while listening to Director Jiang's instructions.

Ren Shen thought about the change in the little mute's heart, and after he adjusted his state, he took the second shot.

After the second shooting started, the front went smoothly, but when the police officer rushed in to protect the little mute, the director shouted again.

"Ren Shen, it was too exaggerated just now."

"Okay, let me pay attention." Ren Shen nodded.

So Director Jiang started shooting for the third time, and the mood of the little mute was just right this time.

The police officer protected the little mute and comforted the little mute, but just as the camera was about to end, the little mute suddenly turned his head and sneezed.

The third shot failed again, so I had to retake the fourth shot.

But in the next two shoots, Ren Shen interrupted the shooting rhythm because of sneezing in the middle, and the director could only stop temporarily and let Ren Shen take a break first.

Ren Shen was still sneezing. After seeing Zong Wen beside him, he just wanted to apologize to Zong Wen, but before he could speak, he sneezed several times in a row.

Ren Shen squatted down a little uncomfortable, and his eyes were red from sneezing.

The assistant who was waiting outside hurried over, Ren Shen got up and took the cotton coat, and held the hot water bottle tightly in his arms.

Director Jiang also came over and asked, "Do you want to go back to the lounge first?"

"I'm sorry Director Jiang, I can still shoot again." Ren Shen said, and couldn't help but sneezed again.

"Take it easy." Director Jiang patted Ren Shen on the shoulder.

Zong Wen, who was staying aside, was wiping his hands, glanced at Ren Shen, and said casually, "Have a cold?"

"It should be..." Ren Shen sighed, and suddenly remembered that Xiaohuadan was scolded by Zong Wen in the morning, so he hurriedly said to Zong Wen: "I'm sorry, Teacher Zong, I wasted everyone's time..."

"I'll fight for it once, don't scold me..." Ren Shen lowered his head, his voice getting weaker and weaker.

As he spoke, Ren Shen couldn't help but sneezed again.

Zong Wen frowned and looked at Ren Shen.

The distance between the two was not very far, and Zong Wen could still smell the faint smell of herbs in the air.

It's just that the herbal smell has become a bit bitter now.

Zong Wen wiped his hands and didn't say anything else. He just turned around and left first, and went to the rest area.

Ren Shen still stayed in the shed, silently wrapped in a big padded jacket, holding a hot water bottle to warm his hands.

After Ren Shen slowed down for a while and felt better, he went to Director Jiang to continue filming.

Fortunately, this time the filming went very smoothly, Ren Shen didn't sneeze anymore, and there were no accidents during the filming of other scenes, and the filming went smoothly until the end of the evening.

Ren Shen took off his school uniform and put on a cotton coat, thinking that the sneezing was just a small accident, but when he came out of the lounge, he started sneezing again.

"Why did you catch a cold? I told you to eat less snacks, but I just didn't listen." The manager sighed.

"Brother Wei, my cold has nothing to do with eating snacks." Ren Shen complained softly.

"It doesn't matter! If you eat snacks and stop exercising, you will easily catch a cold and get sick if you don't exercise!" the manager reprimanded.

Ren Shen silently followed behind, not arguing with the manager anymore.

The agent first went to the parking lot and drove out, and Ren Shen found a chair to sit on the set, waiting for the agent.

The crew had already finished work, and there were only a few staff members left on the set who were sorting things out. Ren Shen was playing with his mobile phone when he suddenly heard the sound of a door closing not far away. When he looked up, he saw Zong Wen coming out of the lounge.

Zong Wen was wearing a hat and mask, and was about to walk towards the parking lot when he saw Ren Shen still here.

Zong Wen walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

"The agent is driving, I'll wait for him." Ren Shen replied.

Zong Wen responded casually, and walked past Ren Shen, ready to leave.

Ren Shen looked at Zong Wen's back, and suddenly remembered that Xiao An wanted Zong Wen's autograph, so he got up and shouted, "Teacher Zong!"

Ren Shen trotted over and said cautiously, "Teacher Zong, can I have an autograph?"

Zong Wen stopped and took a look at Ren Shen. Just when Ren Shen thought he was going to be rejected, Zong Wen suddenly asked, "Where is the sign?"

Ren Shen's eyes lit up, and he quickly rummaged through his backpack.

Fortunately, he put a memo notebook in his bag, and because only the first page of the notebook was blank, he turned the notebook to the blank page, and handed over the pen, "Can Teacher Zong sign here? "

Zong Wen took the notebook and pen, signed on the blank page, and returned the notebook, "That's fine."

Ren Shen took it and laughed: "Thank you, Teacher Zong."

Zong Wen just glanced at Ren Shen casually, and suddenly noticed that when Ren Shen laughed, there were two dimples on his face.

Zong Wen looked away again, turned and left.

Ren Shen continued to wait with his laptop in his arms, and the assistant returned after a while.

Ren Shen handed over the notebook, opened the signature page, and said, "Xiao An, I'll help you get the signature."

Xiao An took a look, only to realize that it was Zong Wen's signature, and suddenly became a little excited, "Zong Wen's signature!"

"I'll tear it up and give it to you." Ren Shen said, and was about to take the notebook and tear up the signature page.

After hearing this, Xiao An quickly protected the notebook, "Don't, don't, don't! If you tear it off, it will ruin the beauty!"

Xiao An touched the signature on the paper, and said with some reluctance: "Let's keep this signature."