Star Chaser [Entertainment]

Ai Changle thought it was normal because of his ears buzzing after being exposed to the sun for a long time.Until his eyes went dark, and then countless fireworks exploded in the darkness, dazzled him.Only then did he feel that something was really wrong.

In an instant, all senses became weak, and the only perception was difficulty in breathing.There seemed to be many people shouting in his ears, but there were too many people talking, noisy and chaotic, he couldn't hear clearly.After someone helped him take off his wia clothes, he finally felt better.

"Fun! How's it going?"

"Spread out! Let the air circulate! Don't block it!"

"I feel like I have heat stroke, why don't I send her to the hospital!"

Screaming, panicking, running, talking, fighting.

After Ai Changle took two sips of his drink, the fireworks in front of him finally dissipated, and the outline of a human face could be vaguely seen.

"Hmm... Director Jiang?"

Jiang Bowen was beside him, "How do you feel? If it doesn't work, I'll send you to the hospital."

It is true that Ai Changle has no strength, his field of vision is still very dark, and the surrounding air seems to have become thinner. This situation cannot continue, otherwise, a few more people will be needed to take care of him, which will be exhausting.So he took a hard breath:

"That might bother you, sorry."

Because of his good business ability, he has helped to push the process forward a lot.In addition, when filming, there were discussions and considerations, even if he signed a big company, he would not be arrogant, so Jiang Bowen and others treated him well.

"Sorry for what? I'll ask my assistant to drive you there. There are not many scenes left. Don't worry, I'll find a temporary substitute to do it."

"Thank you, Director Jiang, for troubling you." He wanted to make a troublesome smile, but the corners of his lips twitched, but to no avail.

"You are very weak now, don't talk. Xiao Li, you ask someone to take him there together." Jiang Bowen has always been decisive in dealing with things, and quickly arranged a candidate. After thinking for a while, he immediately called Zhong Ran to let him go. Only then can we continue shooting.

Ai Changle was still in a daze, only felt that the noise in his ears stopped after a long, long time, and it was as peaceful as a fairyland.It seemed that someone was still talking, but he couldn't hear clearly. The moment he closed his eyes, it seemed that the surrounding flames gradually receded, replaced by a veil-like mist, which fell on the hot skin, cooling Yes, very comfortable.

When I woke up again, the world was turned upside down.

The filming site, which was originally filled with yellow sand, turned into a spotless ceiling, and the wraps on my body changed from wia clothes to white quilts in the hospital, but the infusion bottle was still hanging on my right hand, and I couldn’t move it yet.

He was in a trance for a few seconds, then turned his head dully to look at the window, the part not covered by the blinds was already dark.

It's already night.

"Lezi, are you awake?" Cheng Jiajun came in with a takeaway, put all his things on the bedside table, and wiped his sweat with a wet towel, "How do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Brother Jia Jun?" Ai Changle's pouty lips moved, "It's okay, except for a little lack of strength, everything else is fine. Why are you here?"

"Oh, just leave me alone, as long as you're fine."

Cheng Jiajun let out a breath: "You don't even know that I was scared to death when I first received the call. You are too. You are such a big person, why can't you even take care of yourself? If you feel uncomfortable, tell the director not to shoot. Hard Hold on, hold on, make it to the hospital, right?"

Ai Changle pursed her lips, "I didn't feel too uncomfortable at the time, I just thought it was being exposed to the sun. I didn't expect that I couldn't get up after going down."

Speaking of this, Cheng Jiajun became angry, "Hey, the doctor said you were dehydrated. When I rushed over, your whole face was like paper. If it wasn't for Director Jiang, let his assistant bring you here , let me see what you do!"

Ai Changle's condition is much better than before, and he has the strength to smile:

"Hey, who made me a fool? Not only did Director Jiang treat me well, but Brother Jia Jun also treated me well, and even came all the way to take care of me."

But Cheng Jiajun didn't accept his smiling face: "If brother Qing didn't call me, I wouldn't be too lazy to run!"

"Brother Qing?" Ai Changle's heart skipped a beat, "He also knows?"

Cheng Jiajun gave a hum of course:

"Otherwise, how do you think I came here? Brother Qing is so busy there, if he hadn't asked me to come, I wouldn't be able to get away."

"So busy..." Ai Changle sighed, "But it's true, Group A is also very busy. Now we are rushing, and everyone is racing against time."

He looked at the ward again, only to realize that it was configured with one bed and one bed, and even had a TV and sofa. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a small hotel suite.Come to think of it, it should be what Wen Qing meant.

"Now filming is like this. The cycle is short and the number of episodes is large. We have been filming this drama for five months, which is already a long time. But even like this, we have to work overtime. I was busy until two o'clock yesterday. I really don't know. How did you shoot those that were completed in two or three months?"

Cheng Jiajun opened the takeaway, and the smell in the ward was instant. He broke off the disposable chopsticks and asked:

"Do you want to eat something? You must be hungry if you didn't eat at night?"

"No, brother Jiajun, you can eat, you've worked hard today." Ai Changle's whole heart was on Wen Qing, and of course he didn't have any appetite, "You said it was past two o'clock last night? Didn’t you just go to Group B yesterday? You don’t need to rest?”

"Take a rest, if you are exhausted, you can rest for the rest of your life." Cheng Jiajun inserted the straw into the soup and fed it to his mouth, "Come on, have a drink."

Ai Changle obediently took a few puffs, licked Wei Xian's lips, "Then I'm fine now, Brother Jia Jun, go back and help Brother Qing."

"Tsk, that's not allowed. Brother Qing gave me an order to bring you to him alive and well."

"Bring him to him?" Ai Changle thought he heard it wrong, "But we are not in the same group, I have to go back to filming."

Cheng Jiajun flicked him on the forehead, "What else are you filming? The contract is terminated, no more filming."

"What?!" Ai Changle sat up in shock.

Only then did Cheng Jiajun sigh, put down the soup bowl, and said in a serious tone:

"Brother Qing and Sister Xin both know about you and Zhong Ran."

The air freshener exudes a faint lemon smell, which turns into invisible smoke and penetrates into the nasal cavity, which relieves the heavy mood a lot.

Today Ai Changle was dehydrated, and the crew sent two escorts.One is naturally Jiang Bowen's assistant, Xiao Li, and the other is Song Beiqing, whom Mao Sui recommended himself.

Song Beiqing has always been a big mouther, and he can't hide things in his heart.As soon as Cheng Jiajun arrived, he told him all about the past two days.Including how Zhong Ran slandered Ai Changle, how he tripped Ai Changle overtly and secretly, and today, how he stopped him from asking the director for instructions, which finally caused Ai Changle to become dehydrated.

Cheng Jiajun has always been protective of the calf, so he immediately called Shu Xin and conveyed Song Beiqing's word for word.

The solution is simple:

[-]. Terminate the substitute contract.

Second, there happened to be an actor in Group B who temporarily broke the contract. He didn't have many roles, but he was indispensable in the plot. Ai Changle could take this position.

Three, show Zhong Ran some color.

The first two are easy to say, they are nothing more than a little writing work, Ai Changle only needs to be familiar with the characteristics of the new character.

However, the last one, to show Zhong Ran some color, is not very easy to handle.Ai Changle's recordings are indeed useful, but Zhong Ran has canceled all the trumpets now, and there is no screenshot of the screen recording. Even if he admits that there are trumpets in the recording, it is difficult to prove that the two trumpets have damaged Ai Changle's reputation.

However, this is not the only way to deal with Zhong Ran.

"Sister Xin, what do you want to do?"

Ai Changle was a little scared. Although he was not the one being dealt with, he could fully imagine Shu Xin's expressionless but murderous look.

"Don't worry about it." Cheng Jiajun said while eating, "You just need to tell me now, do you want to shoot that character? They said it, I still have to respect your idea, if you have feelings for the character of Fu Ziyuan You don't have to terminate the contract if you don't. She can talk about it."

If you want to talk about the character's feelings, there are, but he is always a stand-in, the role doesn't belong to him, so what kind of feelings are we talking about?But if this new role that can show his face is just a dispensable soy sauce, he might as well continue to be a stand-in, and save time to polish the new role.

"How about, can you show me the script of the new character? Let me see what character it is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Jiajun suddenly raised his head, looked at him motionless, and stopped chewing.

Ai Changle looked down at his clothes, and there was nothing wrong, "Brother Jia Jun, what's wrong?"

With an expression of disbelief and unbelief on Cheng Jiajun's face, he sighed:

"Okay, it's true."

"Really what?"

"Brother Qing said, you will definitely ask how the new character is, you need to read the script. I didn't believe it at first, but you think, if I am bullied, I will definitely say yes to someone helping me clean up that person. How could I think of reading the script? ? Now I really have to believe in evil..."

He took out a bound book from his backpack and handed it to Ai Changle:

"He sent me the electronic file earlier and insisted that I print it. Here, here you are."

After Ai Changle lost the liquid, he recovered a lot.He flipped through the character script belonging to "Qinlou", highlighted the key lines with a green highlighter, and then wrote his own notes on the side.

Thinking of Wen Qing, my heart can't calm down.The weighing scale finally gave up swinging, driving him to turn on the phone:

"Brother Qing, I've troubled you today, thank you."

It was only past ten o'clock when the news was sent out, Wen Qing didn't reply immediately, probably still filming.Ai Changle continued to read the script, and when the phone finally vibrated, it was already an hour later.

"Sure. Are you feeling better?"

Ai Changle was so happy that he typed with both hands: "It's much better, and I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning. Brother Qing, is today's filming finished?"

Brother Qing: "No, I'm waiting."

Peach lovers: "Still waiting?"

The waiting scene is usually waiting for the scene layout or the adjustment of the lighting and camera position, that is to say, Wen Qing has to shoot later.

Peach lovers: "Is there much left?"

Brother Qing: "It's almost time. It's the last scene, and there are three shots left."

People who love peaches: "Three shots are definitely not a problem with you. Once the scene is adjusted, it will be done in minutes!"

Brother Qing: "You can still talk and laugh. It seems that you are recovering well. Tomorrow night, "The Voice of Your Heart" will be broadcast, just in time."

Ai Changle didn't understand what "just happened" meant. Maybe it meant that he could watch his first work better after he recovered?

However, Wen Qing never likes to speak very plainly. There may be eighteen layers of deep meaning in it, or there may be only a superficial layer.But no matter how you understand it, there is one meaning that is definitely not wrong——

Wen Qing, like him, is looking forward to the effect of the broadcast.

The author has something to say: Shu Xin: A woman who dares to touch her artist and turns into a steel plate