The Guide to the Tear-offs in the Online Supporting Circle Part 2: Peak Acting Skills

For the next month and a half, Xie Zhengyan cautiously kept a distance from Qian Fan. He could not be as close as before, and he had to try his best to pretend to be natural so as not to show his flaws. He could only skillfully use his acting skills when dubbing. If life is the stage, he must be a bad actor , so every contact became difficult, and gradually the hardship of walking on the ice was born. At the end of March, he simply lied to Qianfan that he was going to prepare for the fire engineer exam, and completely stopped the painful dealings.

The pain is complex, as incomprehensible as the recipe for Coca-Cola, but one element is identifiable—resentment.

After dozens of days and nights of speculation, and even self-taught audio processing to do a series of damage repair tests on the voices of Xi Baichuan and Qianfan, he was basically convinced of Ziming Qingguo's judgment that Qianfan was Xi Baichuan.Thinking of how he used to talk about "Xi Baichuan" with himself calmly, and tried to test his opinion of this person, Xie Zhengyan was like a gust of wind in the ice and snow, and the breath he exhaled could freeze the roots of his teeth.Because, it would irresistibly remind him of the news he had seen before - a perverted murderer returned to the scene after committing a crime, and calmly discussed the case with the people around him. .

It is true that Xi Baichuan has never committed any murder, nor has he made any unforgivable mistakes, but knowing that he has a quarrel with the other party, he still makes out with each other carefully, and even declares that he will join the other party in crusade against his past self. ability is rare.

It's too scary. There really is such a person in the world. If he wants to play tricks on me, I can't guard against him. .

As soon as this thought surfaced, Xie Zhengyan couldn't help feeling hot in his eye sockets, wanting to pull Hei Qianfan with hatred, but also reluctant to part with his gentle and kind treatment in the past, a heart seemed to be fried in a frying pan, the bottom side was browned, turning over and frying On the other hand, there is no end to it for a long time.

On Tuesday, Wang Dafao sent him to a foreign trade company to collect information. That company happened to be in the Jinmao Tower. When he went out, he suddenly had a delusional idea of ​​buying Tie Sijin: Maybe he could meet Rong Chuan today.

Recently, the mood has been so humid that it almost grows green hair, and the sunshine in the spring is difficult to dry. If I can see that pleasing man, look at his gentle and elegant eyes, it must be more effective than any refreshing tonic.

Unreasonable obsessions can't hold too much expectation, he finally went directly to the company honestly, unfortunately, the person in charge of the other party was in a meeting, so he waited obediently until noon, when he heard that the meeting was over It was postponed until 2 pm, so I had to admit that I was unlucky and go foraging first.The restaurants nearby are extremely expensive, and the average price of the bakery is [-]% higher than other places. He is not too hungry, so he bought two steamed buns for two yuan to fill his stomach. It rang.

Know you? !

Seeing Laixian, his scalp exploded into a honeycomb, and his ears buzzed, easily covering up the sound of traffic around him.The female singer in the ringtone continued to sing for more than ten seconds. It seemed that the intention of the call was very determined. He wanted to escape, but suddenly thought that Zhihu Jun might come to ask for the gift. If he avoided answering the phone, he might Being given the notoriety of "repudiation", he tried to adjust his breathing, and resignedly stretched his neck towards the opponent's knife.

"Little flute."

Unexpectedly, Zhihu Jun has a very gentle attitude. Not only did he use his nickname again, but he also took the initiative to apologize for the impulsive bad words last time. He blamed Xie Zhengyan for all his faults, and even defended him, saying that if he really intended to deceive, he could ask for money as much as he wanted, get enough benefits before dumping others, and he was able to express his refusal in time, expressing that he had no intention of murdering. I couldn't turn the corner on the road, and I broke up unhappy, feeling very painful.

Xie Zhengyan's already plump guilt and anxiety were swelled up by him like a balloon, and the blood rushed up and down his head, causing his complexion to turn red and then pale. Later, he tried to penetrate the two eyeballs, but failed in the end, so he turned into density Little salty tears stained his face.

"Xiaozhi...the one who should apologize is me...I'm sorry for you..."

Zhihu Jun's original intention may be based on the demeanor of the rivers and lakes where business cannot be achieved, but when he heard Xie Zhengyan's mournful tears, he really couldn't bear it, and softly explained: "Everyone said that this matter can't be entirely dependent on you. I said a lot of bad things in a brain short circuit, don't hold grudges."

Even though the other party couldn't see it, Xie Zhengyan still shook his head vigorously, wiped his face with his cuff, and said, "No...Xiao Zhi, give me an address, and I'll send the things back to you."

"Are you so eager to draw a line with me?"

Jun Zhihu smiled wryly, as if he thought Xie Zhengyan would give him a few more words of warmth.

Xie Zhengyan was more nervous than the doctors who treated critical personnel, and firmly denied all bad speculation.

Zhihu Jun also resolutely said: "How can I take back the gift I sent out, I am not such a stingy person."

"...others can be kept, but that watch is too expensive, I can't take it anyway."

"It's okay, you can keep it as a souvenir."

Zhihu Jun paused, couldn't help the surge of true feelings, and truthfully expressed his thoughts: "I don't want you to forget me so quickly. In the future, when you wear that watch, think about the fact that someone once loved you truly, and I can do it too." Feel better."

Xie Zhengyan's tears that had just stopped burst again, and a large number of pedestrians came across. He hid behind a tree for fear of losing face, facing the cracked bark, feeling that it was like the veins on his heart at this moment.

"Thank you Xiaozhi, I am very glad to meet you, you are so kind to me, I don't know how to thank you..."

Zhihujun's heart was already soaked soft by his crying, and he sighed and asked: "Then, are you still willing to be my friend?"

Deep love is like "SARS". After recovery, there are still long sequelae. A person cannot escape the harassment of love in a short period of time, and will often retreat to the next best thing in exchange for friendship, similar to drug addicts who use drugs to quit heroin. Drugs, addictions.

And Xie Zhengyan, like a pardoned death row prisoner, as long as he is saved from death, he will obey any sentence unconditionally, and immediately nodded with a stronger force than before.

"Of course, I care about you as a friend."

Zhihu Jun was stunned when he heard the words, he was silent for a moment, and asked: "Then if I ask you to cooperate with the drama, will you agree?"

"Yes! In the future, as long as I accept your drama unconditionally, I can do anything."

"...Actually, there are two purposes for calling today. One is to apologize, and the other is to ask you to act in a play."

Zhihu Jun said that he wanted to tailor a masterpiece for Xie Zhengyan last year. In July, he wanted to get the exclusive authorization of Jinjiang's annual red text "Bound Love". He originally wanted to prepare quietly and give him a surprise when everything is complete.Now the script is already ready, and the voices of the other co-stars have basically been collected, and the work can start only in the later stage of the main character receiving the voice.

"I want to give you the best team, so I specially hired Qihang to be the screenwriter and Pudding to be the post-production. The ED is also an original arrangement that I spent money on Taobao. Almost all of the participating CVs are above pink. After the release, I don’t have to worry about no traffic. , I hope you can take on the drama, I have a wish."

What he said was heart-pounding. If Xie Zhengyan refused, it would be unreasonable for him to do so. He could only thank him sincerely and said hello, and agreed to deliver the speech on time this weekend.

After hanging up the phone, it's time to go back to find customers. There are few people in the building at this point, and most of the elevator cars that were crowded into pickle jars when I went downstairs are mostly idle at the moment.After pressing the button, he walked into the first door to open, and his mind was still lingering on the conversation with Zhihu Jun, lamenting that it was the most unreasonable thing to say with a mixture of guilt and remorse.

At the time of the erratic occasion, the elevator stopped on the second floor. There is a famous chain coffee shop on this floor. It is a leisure place for tourists and office workers in the building. Xie Zhengyan watched the elevator door split into two, and a tall and straight figure Walking into the room at a leisurely pace, his two eyes immediately lit up like electricity, and suddenly remembered the wish he made when he went out this morning, but his mind was in a panic and he couldn't make room for the surprise that came true.

Rong Chuan also recognized him at the first sight, his eyes fixed like a camera that pressed the shutter, and instantly turned into a kind greeting.Xie Zhengyan also responded with a smile, but none of the flesh on his face listened to the command, and the expression he made must be weird and awkward. I noticed it last time at the Jade Buddha Temple. This man's smile is stronger than Mongolian sweat medicine, and the corner of his mouth gently picked his knee. You will feel weak, but fortunately there is an elevator car wall in front of you to lean on.

He sought support from the iron wall under the guise of pressing the door button. In the blink of an eye, he was frightened by his swollen eyelids printed on the wall mirror. The whites of his eyes were still covered with bloodshot eyes like red sandworms, and his eyelashes seemed to be wet. The feather duster is second only to being ugly, but the bleak message it sends is a bad one.

Damn it, I should wash my face in the toilet on the first floor before taking the elevator.

He was so annoyed, but immediately thought that the time difference created by washing his face would make this coincidence come to naught.It can be seen that God treats people painstakingly, fulfilling your wishes while disturbing you with some unsatisfactory defects, so that you will be very happy and only receive seven or eight points, so as not to get carried away and be extremely happy.

As soon as he struggled, the elevator had bounced up to the 10th floor. Xie Zhengyan had a great sense of "one size fits all", and the most urgent thing to do was to cherish this rare sight, so he picked up the sight of the landing, and took a peek at Rong Chuan, who was standing one meter away .

Today, Director Rongda is still bright and dazzling. The extremely simple style of black trousers and white shirt is also full of elite demeanor as if he is wearing it on this hanger. The beauty of his legs is even more vividly displayed. They are long and straight. Participating in the hurdle race can easily pass without a run-up and take-off.

Xie Zhengyan's eyes sneaked up inch by inch along those enviable legs. The beautiful mountains and rivers along the way were not enough. While admiring, he scolded himself for being wretched. The idiot's face suddenly turned his head inadvertently, and glanced at him with a half-smile.

This light glance fell on Xie Zhengyan's body, which was comparable to Monkey King's stick, almost crushing him flat, his face instantly burned into a sea of ​​flames, as if what flowed under his skin was not blood, but combustion-supporting gasoline.

The brain was still in standby mode, the elevator had stopped on the 36th floor with a ding-dong sound, and the company Xie Zhengyan was going to was on the 27th floor, only then did he realize that he forgot to press the floor button.Rong Chuan didn't know that he was careless, he probably thought he was here for business in Ruiheng, and he intended to let him go first after the door opened, Xie Zhengyan was ashamed to explain, he moved out hesitantly, followed Rong Chuan's pace to the gate of Ruiheng Jewelry, and then shrunk completely no more.

"No, sorry... I went to the wrong floor."

Facing the man who turned around and looked at him suspiciously, he had no choice but to turn himself in with a tomato sauce face. He neither dared to look straight forward nor shot left and right. Finally, he made a broom and waved it at the floor to clean it up. People do voluntary labor.

Around Rong Chuan, there are probably some bastards like him who have no brains. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. In the past, his smile was always in bud, but now it is in full bloom, stealing half of the spring outside. In addition, many branches and tendrils sprouted in Xie Zhengyan's turbulent heart.

Later, he turned around a few steps and walked to the elevator entrance, and helped to press the down button. There happened to be an elevator car on standby not far upstairs, and he quickly descended and opened his chest to welcome the guests.He gracefully gave Xie Zhengyan a "please" look in his eyes. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that a standard rich second generation would be so courteous and respectful as a corporal. This move not only did not damage his dignity, but strengthened his nobility In the face of such thoughtfulness and etiquette, no matter how arrogant a person is, he has to bow his head humbly, let alone Xie Zhengyan, who has long been flattered like a serf who was rewarded by nobles in the old society. He almost broke his neck in half, and then became nervous. stooped into the elevator door.

When he passed by Rong Chuan, the woody, sweet and fragrant fluff on the other party's body got into his nostrils. He knew that at this moment, he only needed to say thank you casually, and the conversation would be logical, but he didn't dare in the end, because he was afraid that harsh words would come out when he opened his mouth. Douyin, even more afraid that Rong Chuan's brows would be wrinkled by his shabby speech.He only dared to bow his head and shrink to the corner of the elevator, and bowed uncoordinatedly when closing the door, just like a failed job seeker trying to earn a few impression points from his employer before he left, knowing that his posture was sure without looking in the mirror Ugly.