The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

Fu Ling's first scene in the group was to start with the heroine from her own country and head towards a distant and unfamiliar foreign country.

He played His Highness Nine with a sinister character, but after Fu Ling read through the script several times, he found that this character was not the kind of bad guy on the surface—his badness was very reserved.

Therefore, he restrained his gloominess for a while, only hanging his eyes slantingly, and there was a faintly visible arc on the corner of his lips, which made people feel nothing at first glance, but when his eyes paused for two seconds on his face, he would There was an inexplicable chill.

He Beiquan felt that this state was good, so when showing him the shot, he deliberately gave him a few more seconds.

The pimples on his face had all disappeared, and his ninth highness was dressed in snow-white regular clothes, making his appearance very feminine.Therefore, it always attracts all kinds of admiring eyes from the crew.

"Brother Ling, your acting is really good!"

After the first day's scenes were over, Fu Da was the first to come to express his love.

Zhou Xiaozhu's mother was sick and asked for leave to go back.Fu Ling didn't have anything to help with at first, so he agreed, and by the way, helped him hide it from the company, and he could get full attendance for this month.

"What's a good way? Make you scared?"

Fu Ling removes her makeup on a small stool in the dressing room. Generally, leading actors have their own dressing table, and even the actor's name is posted on the leather chair.But Fu Ling is still a gangster who doesn't have a lot of splashes, so he usually finds a stool next to him when he removes his makeup.

"Not afraid."

Fu Da carefully recalled the scene he saw when watching the filming just now, it was a Fu Ling whom Fu Da had never seen before.

Riding on a high horseback, his thin body swayed irregularly because of the horse's hooves. From a distance, he thought he was drunk and delirious.But as soon as the camera zoomed in and saw his bloodless face and extremely clear eyes, he knew that this was a medicine jar for a long-term illness.

It's just that, in the depths of the extremely weak pupils at first glance, there is a kind of chilling insidiousness hidden, like needles hidden deep in the soft cotton, if you don't pay attention, your fingers will be pricked with blood.

"Not afraid."

He repeated it again, and then said firmly:

"It's distressing."

"Huh?" Fu Ling pinched the hand of the makeup remover cotton for a while, and lifted the half-removed eyelids that still had makeup left, "Distressed?"

Fu Da nodded, "Yes. You see, he was sick, and no one took care of him. He had to ride a horse and was forced to get involved in other people's weddings. Everyone was so happy and lively, but he was alone .No one came to ask him if he was happy. So, I feel very distressed. Fortunately, Brother Ling is only playing him, not really him, otherwise, I must be so distressed."

After hearing this interpretation, Fu Ling was very satisfied, his eyes rolled into a smile: "Unexpectedly, you quite understand this character."

Fu Da corrected him: "I don't understand the characters, I just understand Brother Ling. I can feel what you want to express. I understand His Highness Ninth Prince because I understand Brother Ling."

Fu Ling shrugged: "Okay, it's pheromone again."

Fu Da bowed his head in dissatisfaction and muttered: "It's not because of pheromones that I understand brother Ling..."

He said this very low, only he heard it.But if it didn't get into Fu Ling's ears, his previous "commentary" was enough to give Fu Ling a sense of accomplishment.

The scenes on the first day were very smooth. Although there were a few NGs due to the actors' matching scenes, Fu Ling's completion efficiency was quite good.Even Lao Li came over to give him a thumbs up, saying that he thought his role was very advanced.

Fu was very happy to hear it.

The next day, Fu Ling was going to shoot a drowning scene with the leading actor Zhou Yarong.

The previous situation was that His Royal Highness Jiu plotted against the heroine, causing her to almost die.So the male protagonist came to revenge, and the two fought on the boat, and finally both fell into the water.

As with many shoots, the fighting scenes were done with as little face as possible and left to the doubles.Therefore, Fu Ling and Zhou Yarong only need to complete a few close-up action shots and the final shot of falling into the water.

"Whoever hurts her will die!" Zhou Yarong's eyes were bloodshot, wishing to tear the person opposite him to pieces.

His Highness the Ninth Prince held a white folding fan between his fingers to play with, and squinted at him, without the slightest fear:

"I'm afraid...you don't have that ability."

"I don't have one." Zhou Yarong clenched the big moon scimitar in his hand, "but the knife in my hand has it!"

He raised his feet and rushed towards His Highness Ninth Prince, faster and faster, just as he was about to end this long shot, Zhou Yarong's face suddenly twitched in pain.

"Cut!"

This shot was shot with a slap in the face, so every expression of Zhou Yarong was recorded in the shot. He Beiquan, who was sitting in front of the monitor, frowned and called out in time.

Zhou Yarong turned around apologetically: "Director, I'm sorry, my foot just had a sudden cramp."

Several little assistants hurriedly surrounded him, wiped his sweat and touched up his makeup to make sure his body was fine before they dispersed again.

Fu Ling's emotions were interrupted, so he naturally felt uncomfortable.However, NG is a common situation in filming, and he has to learn to adapt, so he re-brewed his emotions and prepared to start all over again later.

However, he seems to have overestimated Zhou Yarong's state.

After falling into the water, they still had to say a few lines, but Zhou Yarong, who has always been praised for his dedication, forgot his lines again and again.It was only a dozen degrees or less that day, and the temperature was low. After soaking in the water, it didn't take long for people to start shivering.With this shake, the lines became even more awkward.

In the end, I NGed 14 times, and it took me two hours to finish filming this scene.

Zhou Yarong was the leading actor, backed by Tang Bin, and was surrounded by crowds as soon as he landed.Three layers of towels were wrapped inside and three layers outside, and two heaters were facing each other.

Fu Da was the only one waiting for Fu Ling.

"Brother Ling, come quickly!" Fu Da unfolded the big towel and ran over, hugging Fu Ling who had just been fished out of the water into his arms.

Fu Ling was extremely cold.The temperature in the water is only a few degrees, but the setting in the script is summer, so he is wearing very thin clothes.When he first came ashore, his legs were stiff. If Fu Dalai hadn't arrived in time, he would definitely kneel down.

"cold......"

He was trembling, and his upper and lower rows of teeth were constantly chattering.

"I'll hold you, I won't be cold if I hold you!" Fu Da found a rock and sat down, asked Fu Ling to sit on his lap, rubbed his arms constantly, and then breathed into his palms.

"Brother Ling, are you very cold? Can you hear me?"

"Listen, hear... see..."

To Fu Ling, the person in front of him was a burning stove, so no matter how much he disliked him usually, he burrowed into his arms while trembling.

This scene was shot in real scene, and the falling water was not a small indoor pond, but a real quiet river.Now the autumn wind is strong, blowing the tents set up by the crew loudly.Zhou Yarong was surrounded by a human wall in the tent, so he could wait until it was warmer before leaving.But Fu Ling can't.

"Director—I want to take Brother Ling back to the hotel and change clothes."

Fu Da directly went to look for He Beiquan with someone in his arms, but the way of finding it was quite unique. Instead of asking in a low voice like ordinary people, he yelled loudly when he approached He Beiquan, good guy, I heard it within a few meters. .If He Beiquan didn't agree, it would be a little bit unreasonable.

If Fu Da hadn't been here for a long time, everyone knew that his brain was not working well, and He Beiquan would really suspect that this person did it on purpose.

"Your mouth is purple, hurry up and take it back and take a hot bath, if you can't do it, take another two sips of wine to warm up."

"Thank you director! You are a good person!"

Fu Da bowed to him, and then took several towels to wrap Fu Ling up, like spring rolls, and then hugged the spring rolls horizontally, and ran back quickly.

"Fu Da, wait a minute!"

His voice was loud before, and everyone inside and outside heard it, and the field manager Li was no exception.

Zhou Xiaozhu dealt with him two days ago and helped him a lot, plus Fu Da is a simple and honest person, and he is always active in helping.Reciprocity is reciprocal, now that Fu Ling is in trouble, he will do his best to help.

"I have a car here, and I will drive you back. The hotel is so far away, how long have you been running!"

For a 10-minute drive, Fu Da estimated that he would have to run for 10 minutes.

"Okay! Thank you Brother Li! You are also a good person!"

So they arrived at the hotel 10 minutes later after paying the big good card.

Fu Da quickly turned on the air conditioner, turned it on to 30 degrees, waited for the water heater to boil water, stuffed Fu Ling under the quilt, and got into it himself.

"Brother Ling, are you still cold? Are you still cold?"

He hugged Fu Ling fiercely, rubbing his warm palms on his back non-stop.

Fu Ling regained a bit of consciousness, and shuddered fiercely:

"Clothes are all ice..."

He shrank into Fu Da's arms, trying to find a warmer place.In fact, the clothes didn't freeze to the extent that they were just stuck to the body after being soaked in cold water, and there was nowhere to hide from the cold.

Fu Da took off his clothes in threes and fives, and he could hear a "snap" when he threw them on the ground.After 10 minutes, after the water heater had heated up the water, Fu Ling's body temperature also rose a little.Fu Da carried him to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

wow——

Hot water poured down from the top of the head, and the warmth swept through every cell in the body, and the internal organs were finally no longer oppressed to the point of shrinking.Fu Ling supported Fu Da's shoulders and slowly stood up straight, her breathing gradually became longer.

"Huh...huh..."

"Brother Ling, are you feeling better? Is it warmer?" Fu Da stood in front of him without moving, and didn't care that his wound that was about to scab was wet.

"Fu Da, thank you..." Fu Ling's two legs gradually regained consciousness, and slowly removed the weight of his body from Fu Da.

However, after he regained his senses and swallowed the air a few times, his whole body froze——

It is a big pheromone!

He quickly touched the back of his neck and found that the restraining stickers on the glands had long since disappeared.

"Where's my suppression sticker?!"

Fu Da looked at him blankly, then innocently pointed to the trash can:

"Throw it away."

Then he added: "Brother Ling was soaking wet just now, when I undressed you, I tore it off."

"Brother Ling, did I do something wrong?"

"Brother Ling, your face is turning red, isn't it cold?"

"Brother Ling, what's wrong with you? Why are you still shaking?"

"Brother Ling, can you stop looking at me with this look? I can't control myself..."

The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day everyone~ Be as sweet as the characters in the book!