you're done

"……my thoughts?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Luo Shiwei took a step back cautiously, with a look of timidity on his face and erratic eyes, as if it was difficult to give an answer.

It is really difficult!

Whether he is willing or not, he is destined to offend another person, okay?But no matter who offends these two, it is a consequence that he does not want to bear.

Yue Qiao had spent all his patience in his life on him, and his usually indifferent appearance turned into soft fingers in front of him, and he was still encouraging him in a gentle voice:

"Xiao Wei, as long as you are loyal to your heart and speak out your thoughts honestly, Director Yuan will not force others to make things difficult for you. We will find a way to get the best of both worlds to solve this problem."

Brother Yue is simply an angelic existence...

Luo Shiwei instantly felt a strong warmth, and he looked at Yue Qiao with tears in his eyes, deeply moved.

Not far away, Yuan Yiqi stared at Luo Shiwei, with a gentle smile on his face, he calmly rubbed the script in his hand, calmly:

"Yue Qiao is right, Xiao Luo, if you really can't overcome the obstacles in your heart, if you can't devote yourself wholeheartedly, I won't force you.

Even if the scene cannot go on, the script can be reworked to find an equally suitable alternative. "

The last sentence is very meaningful.

The moved Jingying in Luo Shiwei's eyes immediately held back, and he trembled, feeling a very terrifying threat from the man's gentle words.

He understood what Yuangou meant. If he rebelled against him with Yueqiao, he would have more terrifying alternatives than tattoos in the future, so play slowly.

As long as he can bear it.

Terrible Liao...

He doesn't want to give any answers now, he just wants to pack up and run away!

However, other people who didn't know the inside story were still urging him: "What do you think, Shiwei, just say it, don't be silent."

"Brother Yue, I know you're doing it for my own good. You've considered me so thoroughly. You're still recuperating. When you hear about me, you rush to the set without stopping. I'm really touched and ashamed..."

Luo Zhiwei said.

Hearing this, the corners of Yue Qiao's lips curved slightly, showing a faint but genuine smile, and then he clenched his fists to his lips, pretending to hide his joy as if nothing had happened.

Everyone pricked up their ears. After hearing this, the tattoo artist started to pack up his tools. It seemed that he was persuaded to go back.

As a result, he was halfway through packing, and saw Luo Zhiwei turned his head and looked forward again, looking at Yuan Yiqi eagerly, with a face full of shame and a low tone:

"The same Director Yuan, as your actor, you have received so much favor from you, and you have so much affection for me, if I even make a little sacrifice when filming and hesitate, wouldn't it be a disappointment to your value? Don't say it's you, even I have to feel that I don't deserve to stay in this crew!"

Ok? ? ?

Does this mean making a decision, or sacrificing for art?

The tattoo artist put down the tools in his hand again.

Everyone looked at Luo Shiwei eagerly, waiting for him to give the final answer, to see who won the decision at the end of this big drama.

wait, wait...

Three minutes later, Luo Zhiwei shut up again after saying that sentence, like a mussel whose mouth cannot be pried open, it fit perfectly.

Tattoo artist:?

Deputy director:?

Onlookers: ? ? ?

You have been talking nonsense for a long time, and you don't want to offend anyone, which means you haven't said anything!

Only Yuan Yiqi, he seemed to have expected it long ago, his expression remained calm, the man crossed his legs, and sat calmly and gracefully on the chair, he watched Luo Shiwei's struggle with great interest, for a long while Then he asked with a smile, "So?"

Luo Shi slightly touched those dangerous eyes that were about to smile, and couldn't help shrinking his neck. He sighed melancholy, and said, "I know that although the two of you can't agree, it's all for me and for the sake of you." "Out of Boundaries" is good, but this happened too suddenly, can you let me think about it before making a decision?"

【Green Tea Quotation [-]: When the two fish you raise break out in the Shura field, don't lean towards either side. A slight tilt of yours will cause the car to roll over.

The best solution is not to give an answer, and to hint to the two people that you are actually facing "him", but it is difficult to explain clearly because of the threat of the other person.

This way, your fish will turn the threat towards the other fish instead of targeting you. 】

In this way, Luo Shiwei struggled to gain some breathing space.

Yue Qiao naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him, the man touched his head and said, "It's okay, when I get back, I'll slowly tell you about the dangers of tattoos."

"Since this is the case, let's put the filming of this scene on hold for now. The staff of the props team will work hard and restore the studio. Deputy Lu and Li Yi can discuss the content of the next filming today. Don't waste time."

Yuan Yiqi's voice was gentle and clear, and he spoke at a moderate pace, slowly arranging the finishing work.

He didn't get too entangled with Luo Shiwei's retreat, and he didn't even bother with the very personable, Yue Qiao's excessive behavior of destroying the shooting scene.

This atmosphere is amazing.

Seeing this, even Yue Qiao's cold expression towards him eased, he regained his composure, with an apologetic expression on his face: "Sorry, Director Yuan, I was too impulsive just now."

"It's nothing. I can understand your emotions. I heard from Dr. Herbert that your wrist is recovering well. Take a good rest. The crew and I are still waiting for you."

Yuan Yiqi patted him on the shoulder, comforting him naturally and intimately like an old friend.

Lifting his wrist, Yue Yue's eyes dimmed, he rubbed his right hand that was in plaster, pursed his lips, and replied seriously: "I understand, Director Yuan."

Seeing that Yue Qiao's previous hostility towards the villain was turned into infinite favor with just a few words, and even affected his own emotions, Luo Shiwei couldn't help grinding his teeth with hatred.

[No, it seems that I am not strong enough to separate. 】

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly realized that Yuan Yiqi was looking at him.

The man's eyes were full of unpredictable light, he smiled meaningfully: "You too, think carefully, don't rush for a while."

His voice was as clean and clear as a stream, slowly flowing in the hearts of everyone.

Luo Zhiwei felt that the stream water was so cold that it even froze his internal organs, making his hair stand on end.

Screenwriter Li Yan watched coldly from a distance, and only after Yuan Yiqi left, he quietly followed.

Follow each other into the office.

"Yueqiao's state deviates greatly from your plan," he analyzed calmly: "Not only can he fully immerse himself in the play, but he begins to question your arrangement, all because of his attitude toward Luo Shiwei. Caring too much, conflicts with our setting."

Yuan Yiqi casually picked up a few magnetic particles and pasted them on the names of the two people on the fate line whiteboard. He chuckled lightly, but without a hint of a smile, and said:

"It's natural. Because of Luo Shiwei's variable, it is doomed that the settings in the script will be like dominoes, and there will be a chain reaction."

Hearing this, Li Yu tentatively asked, "Then regarding this variable, what do you think..."

"Let's speed up the falling speed of Yueqiao first." Yuan Yiqi took down the magnetic particle that symbolized Yueqiao's name, threw it into the trash can without hesitation, and said lightly: "He will affect my fun of observing variables. "

Li Yan: "..."

He never expected to get such an answer, and he couldn't help but choked: "You care about this variable really beyond the ordinary."

Yuan Yiqi had a smile on his lips. He looked at the name that belonged to Luo Zhiwei, and said softly, "Because he is worth it."

"By the way, since he rejects it, let's put aside the plot of the tattoo for now. Teacher Hua Qing, I have other uses."

"it is good."

In the middle of the night, Yuan Yiqi drove back to the apartment.

He walked into the building with the prepared materials, but instead of taking the elevator to the top floor, he pressed down on the underground floor.

"Tread...tread...tread..."

The leather shoes stepped on the empty and secluded ground, making a synchronous echo. The man opened the door to the basement, and walked into a laboratory hidden deep in the apartment.

Yuan Yiqi put on a white coat, and his shadow stretched infinitely under the bright daylight. He put on gloves for himself slowly, poured the materials he brought into glass bottles, and placed them in different categories.

"Pigeon blood can make tattoos invisible, but it can't blend with the human body; cinnabar can make tattoos explicit when excited, but it's highly poisonous..."

He picked up the bright red liquid in the glass bottle and shook it gently under the light. The man raised his head slightly, and his gray-blue eyes looked at the color in the bottle through the lens.

Slowly, the corners of his lips curved into a happy smile.

"Thinking about it, maybe they can be fused with another material, which will be more interesting."

He first sterilized the pigeon blood, and then mixed several chemical components with cinnabar. After several adjustments, only the last step was missing.

Yuan Yiqi took the frozen pigeon blood out of the freezer, but did not rush to reconcile it.

He took off the gloves, laid them on the test bench in a regular and rigorous manner, and then took an unused needle tube, the sharp needle reflected the cold light under the incandescent lamp.

The man maintained elegance and calmness, and pushed the needle into his blood vessel unhurriedly. His brows did not move, his eyes were calm as usual, and he stared at the needle tube gradually filled with blood.

Take blood alone.

Inject into the mixed cinnabar.

He looked calm and crazy, with a bit of tenderness: "Let me see, human blood or pigeon blood, which material is more suitable for tattooing him."

Zheng Xiang, who was slightly asleep in Luo Shi, suddenly shivered and woke up from his sleep.

"Brother, Brother Tong, why do I suddenly feel flustered?"

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, he got up from the bed and opened the window to let in the cool breeze, but he still couldn't calm down.

After a while, I heard the system say slowly: [You didn't eat dinner today. 】

"What does this have...to do with dinner?" Luo Zhi paused for a moment before realizing, "I seem to be really hungry and panicking?"

He pulled out a few bags of snacks from the locker in the guest room and started to eat, but after a while, his mood calmed down.

... As expected, I was starving.

The corners of Luo Shiwei's mouth twitched, and he took out another can of beer from the refrigerator. The young man's arms were resting on the window, his eyes were clear, without a trace of sleepiness, and he chatted casually with the system. : "Brother, are you an AI or a human?"

【AI. 】

"Then your main god is very powerful, and the created AI will complain about the host, which is too smart." Luo Shi secretly dissed the system, and then continued to ask as if nothing had happened:

"Then what is the purpose of your main god binding the host to release the mission? Is he going to conquer all the worlds, or is he going to maintain world peace?"

[The main god is the mastermind of the Space-Time Administration. 】The system ruthlessly dismantles him: 【If you have any questions, you can ask them directly, you don't need to beat around the bush, and trouble me to start a deduction to guess your real thoughts. 】

Luo Zhiwei: "..." This sounds like humiliation!

He was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Then let me ask, why does the original owner of this body have the same name and surname as mine?"

"Miwei, from Zhiwei Zhishu, neither my native family nor the parents of this body would bother to give their child such a name."

Luo Zhiwei said: "My name was changed by myself later, what about him? Is it just a coincidence? I don't think so."

He threw a big thunder over without making a sound.

The system was silent for a long time, and then answered him seriously: [The relevant reasons are not open to me. If you can survive this world, you may be able to unlock the reasons. 】

"Okay, then survive first." Luo Shi shrugged slightly, casually, without any entanglement, he drank the remaining beer in one gulp, then lay down on the bed, closing his eyes obediently:

"Brother, good night."

A night without dreams.

The next day, he caught a cold because of a cold.

Luo Shiwei continued filming with his stuffy nose, and to his relief, Yuan Yiqi really didn't mention the tattoo again a few days after that incident.

Promised to put it on hold, and he did.

And I don't know if he is busy dealing with Yuan Zhao, or he is holding back a bigger conspiracy. In short, Yuan Yiqi seldom comes to the film crew recently.

On the other hand, Yueqiao, after Yuan Yiqi's beating last time, cooperated more with Dr. Herbert's treatment. Gradually, he was able to visit the crew every now and then, and even participate in the filming of literary dramas with little exercise.

It wasn't entirely smooth, though.

Like today's drunk scene.

Luo Zhiwei watched from a distance, this scene was ng at least six times, not to say that Yue Qiao's performance was not good, on the contrary, Lu Qun had to pass twice, but he himself was always dissatisfied.

Yue Qiao became more and more harsh on himself.

Luo Zhiwei was thinking worriedly, and took advantage of the break to lean forward, he drank some water, and said with a nose: "Brother Yue, I think the acting is very real, what do you think is wrong?" ?”

"Xiao Wei, it's not real enough, at least he can't even fool me." Yue Qiao looked at him with gloomy eyes.

He tried to be a little embarrassed, but in the end he refused to hide it from him, saying: "I have watched many people look drunk, but I have not touched a drop of alcohol. I can't judge how well the performance is, but if I can't convince myself, What do you present to the audience?"

"You haven't drunk?" Luo Shi was slightly surprised.

Yue Qiao pursed his lips and nodded, "I'm allergic to alcohol."

allergy……

Luo Zhiwei thought for a while, and seriously suggested: "Brother Yue, if you must experience it before you can perform well, then let's go to the hospital and drink a bar, and it will save lives immediately after drinking."

Yue Qiao was taken aback by his serious and ready attitude, and then smiled.

"My allergies are not that exaggerated, just rashes and weakness in limbs."

"If you really want to help me, you should cure your own cold first. Why are you still sneezing after half a month?" Yue Qiao reproachfully watched him take a shower, and asked, "The medicine I bought for you Have you eaten?"

Luo Zhiwei immediately showed a distressed expression: "Brother, that medicine is too bitter..."

Very good, did not eat.

Seeing Yue Qiao's complexion darken, Luo Zhiwei quickly acted good: "Of course that was before, in order to accompany my brother to experience the drama, I decided to call off work early today and go to the clinic to get an IV, so that the medicine will be cured, and tomorrow I will be alive and kicking !"

"can."

Yue Qiao's face paled slightly, and he said, "Okay, let Sister Mei go with you."

"Obey, obey."

Luo Shi was slightly obedient, and Yue Qiao's mood began to improve, and he was no longer obsessed with shooting perfect results on the same day, and soon took over the next scene.

In the evening, because Director Yuan was in Group B for the past few days, Group A was able to finish work early.

On a rare occasion, the screenwriter Li Yan took the initiative to greet him and said, "Teacher Yue, the production team has a party tonight, so I booked a place not far from here. It's been too hard lately, so the production team treats everyone to relax. Would you like come together?"

Yue Qiao's expression was calm, and there was an obvious sense of distance in his politeness. He nodded his head in thanks and said, "No need, thank you for the kindness of screenwriter Li, but I'm not interested in bars."

"I know, but the plot you're stuck on today just happens to be that the hero gets drunk in a bar. I think a character like Teacher Yue has never been there before, so I want you to take this opportunity to find out."

Li Yi said: "As Director Yuan said, Mr. Yue is an experiential school, and often he can understand a little bit."

Yue Qiao was startled.

It is undeniable that what Li Yi said did have some truth.

"Okay, I'll go."

"Vietnamese Chinese are here too?"

In the bar that was booked out by the film crew, Gu Yue and Gu Actor looked at the lonely and upright figure in the corner who didn't fit in with the whole environment, and couldn't help showing surprise.

"Yes, Mr. Yue's filming is not going well today, come here to find out how it feels." Li Yan took a sip of wine and said casually: "But he can't drink, it seems that he is a little allergic, although it is not fatal, but after drinking, he will be physically ill. Weak, so you help take care of it, and I'll make a call."

"Allergies..." It's still the kind of weakness.

Gu Yu's eyes flickered, "Okay, leave it to me."

"it is good."

Screenwriter Li took out his mobile phone, walked out of the bar, found a quiet corner, and made a call.

He reported all the plans and said: "With Gu Yu's character, he will definitely not be able to resist attacking Yueqiao. It just so happens that Luo Shiwei and his manager are not here. This is a good opportunity to set things right. Would you like to take action?" Come and see for yourself?"

The so-called ordering out of chaos is to bring Yueqiao and Gu Yu back to the relationship between the two in the play.

It can be said that this hand is really vicious.

In the past, with the villain's emphasis on the hero, he would definitely watch this kind of depraved drama in person, but now it is different from the past.

In the laboratory, Yuan Yiqi experimented again, mixing human blood and cinnabar. While debugging, he said casually: "You just follow the plan, you don't need my witness."

Now...he has more important things to do.

The man bent his lips and looked quite happy. He put the adjusted coloring materials aside, and then sent a WeChat message to Luo Shiwei on his mobile phone, asking him to come over.

"What does a little white rabbit with a fever look like? Does it still have the strength to bite?"

Yuan Yiqi thought with great interest.

"Yuangou wants me to go there?" Luo Zhiwei was on an IV drip, he glanced at his phone sleepily, lacking in interest: "Can I pretend I didn't see it?"

Forget it, it's better not to offend this pervert.

Let him wait until he finishes the infusion before he has the strength to continue playing with the villain boss.

Luo Shiwei replied perfunctorily.

Not long after, Manager Mei walked into the clinic with his supper. She put down the lunch box and was still fiddling with her mobile phone. She asked strangely, "Why don't you answer my call, Brother Yue? What's the situation?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Luo Zhiwei yawned, "Try with my phone."

As a result, no one answered.

The two looked at each other.

Luo Shiwei suddenly had a bad feeling.

[Brother, nothing will happen to my brother Yue, right? ? ? 】

[Crew party, he followed, the address is at the bar]

bar? ?He can't drink and go to any bar, and he never likes this kind of party!

Luo Shiwei's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked: [Who else has gone, has Gu Yu gone? 】

【Also. 】

"Hold!"

Luo Shiwei changed his perfunctory and negligent attitude towards Yuan Yiqi, and pulled out the needle on his arm suddenly. Before everyone could react, he had already flew out like a bow and arrow off the string.

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