This suitcase is really not mine

Qi Tiancheng, who was lying on the bed after drying his hair, watched the screen recording that An Xuyu sent him 35 times.

An Xuyu in the picture also looks like she just got out of the shower, wearing loose pajamas, because she was too flustered, the clothes are a little crooked, revealing a little bit of her collarbone.

He is really suitable for this kind of unfiltered or even inferior lens.

The more primitive the lens is, the more it can show his good looks.

While Qi Tiancheng gave An Xuyu a very high evaluation in his heart, he played No. 30 six times and played the recorded screen repeatedly.

The enlarged circle of the assistant in the recording screen was also ignored by No. 30 six times. In the small box on the upper right corner, An Xuyu first talked loudly with the assistant with a flat face, and then captured it in the video. The hand trembling of the figure flashed by, and finally I was surprised how "hand slipped" the screen was recorded.At the end of the screen, both Wen Junyuan and him were recorded.

It is a perfect proof.

In emergency situations, micro-expressions can be handled so seamlessly.

Qi Tiancheng thought to himself, if he didn't know that An Xuyu was here to save the scene, he would almost have thought it was real when he saw the screen recording of this video.

He has always admired people with good acting skills.

Although he himself is often nominated by netizens as "the one with the best acting skills in traffic", he knows that he is still far from the real acting school.So for those who really have acting skills, he has more or less respect in his heart.

Qi Tiancheng No.40 recorded the screen twice.

Not quite right.

he thought.

Why didn't he get a good night's sleep in the middle of the night to prepare for tomorrow's full shooting work, but he watched a screen recording with no content here with great interest, and repeated it over and over again.

The night was dark.

The assistant Xiao Wan, who had been busy all day, couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, so he just got up and watched TV on silent.

Looking at it, the phone vibrated.

He was thinking to himself which blind person sent him spam in the middle of the night?While lazily turning on the phone.

[A Big Boss Qi: This video, if you wake up in the morning and watch it, please help me cut it. 】

【A Big Boss: [Video]】

[A Big Boss: Cut two copies.One copy silenced the assistant's voice and covered his face with mosaics.Save it just in case, don't send it to me. 】

[A Big Boss: Another copy, cut out the video content in the upper right corner separately, mute all the assistant's voice, and send it to me. 】

[A Big Boss: Keep it secret. 】

Assistant Xiao Wan almost threw away the phone after reading it.

What is this scenario?

Early the next morning, there was a major scene to be filmed in the shed.

Qi Tiancheng's assistant cautiously followed the staff to check the wire many times.

This scene required Qi Tiancheng to hang on to Wia, and it was filming him flying from mid-air, staggering and falling when he was about to reach the ground.Because according to the strict requirements of the director, a real actor was required to show his face, Qi Tiancheng had no choice, and of course he was not willing to find a substitute.

The staff has already laid cushions in the designated places.

An Xuyu, who was ready, stared at the cushion and wandered away.Today, he only needs to be on the sidelines as a display and has no lines, which is relatively easy.

"Each staff is in place and ready!"

An Xuyu stood upright on the side, and began to concentrate, dutifully in front of his background board.

The screen was shot three times repeatedly, but the director was still not satisfied.

"This angle and route are wrong! Re-adjust!" The great director said.

It took some time for the staff to debug, so the director simply let the actors take a short rest.

Wen Jun was far away, and Qi Tiancheng was much more at ease visible to the naked eye, and he sat next to An Xuyu again, carrying out his entertainment activities.

Tease An Xuyu.

"Little senior," he swiped his phone slowly, looking through old accounts: "I was surfing the Internet recently, and I saw a user, and I thought it looked familiar."

An Xuyu was stunned, not understanding what he was talking about, "What is it?"

Qi Tiancheng swiped to a page with a mysterious expression, and slowly moved the screen in front of An Xuyu.

Then An Xuyu saw a familiar nickname.

@士智kiss little Yuyu.

An Xuyu's head was pounding.

Of course he knew Guan Yongyu's Weibo nickname.An Xuyu, who had previously been entrusted by her aunt to control all of her cousin's social accounts, once undertook the responsibility of supervising her online.He also spurned Guan Yongyu's nickname, saying it was very nasty and tasteless.

"Does it look familiar to you?" Qi Tiancheng looked at him with a serious expression and asked.

Familiar, why not familiar.

An Xuyu simply didn't know what to do. Guan Yongyu, a star-chaser professional, had posted so many explicit confessions on Weibo. As a liberal arts student who was obsessed with star-chasing but still got good grades, Guan Yongyu blew three rainbow farts in a row There is no breath at the beginning of a thousand words.An Xuyu felt that the misunderstanding was too profound, and he needed to explain it carefully before causing serious consequences.

So he first flashed through the whole story of how Qi Tiancheng misunderstood him in his mind, and then brewed a circle of explanations in his mind. After thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth cautiously, slowly and dullly: "The thing is like this. I have a cousin……"

"Pfft." Qi Tiancheng interrupted him with a sneer: "Oh, there's Yu in my cousin's name too? Saved a lot of my peripheral album doll lamp cards? Bought the suitcase I endorsed? And it just happened to be in your place? Opened a Weibo and happened to include the word Yu? The gender setting is deliberately set as male?"

An Xuyu looked at Qi Tiancheng in shock, why did this man say everything he wanted to say?

"Who are you lying to, little senior?" Qi Tiancheng paused with an uncontrollable smile on his face, then almost leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Huh? Xiao Yuyu?"

An Xuyu's face was blushing, and he roared in shame in his heart: Xiao Yuyu is my cousin!It's my cousin!It's my cousin!

He deeply regretted retaining the childish habit of calling each other "Xiao Yuyu" and "Da Yuyu" with his cousin when he was a child.

But it's useless to regret.Now he can only respond with a dysfunctional language: "No, no, I am, Da, Da Yuyu... ah..."

"Big?" Qi Tiancheng interrupted him, raising his eyebrows: "Where is the big one?"

Uncle police, there are people here who speak yellow accents in broad daylight!

An Xuyu was about to cry, and he didn't know why his whole face and ears were so red, he sat on the rest chair at a loss, trying to bury his head, the natural and joyful on-the-spot emergency momentum last night was completely gone .For a long time, I choked out a sentence: "I'm really not your fan..."

"Okay, you're not." Qi Tiancheng said as if coaxing a child along his words, "Then let's change the subject, I have something to tell you."

An Xuyu stared at him nervously.

The staff was ready, and the big director began to yell at the actors to get ready.The makeup artist hurried over to give them one last touch-up.

"I don't know if you have noticed..." He stood up gracefully, and An Xuyu had to look up at him.

But he bent down again, with tenderness and affection in his eyes that were teasing and earnest, and lowered his voice to An Xuyu, almost as if he was saying in a breathy voice: "I like men too."