Star Chaser [Entertainment]

The set was as busy as ever, and it didn't change because someone's iron tree was blooming.The chores of moving things, the group performers racking their brains trying to catch the camera, the martial arts double who rushed up with a big knife but never showed his face, everyone was busy step by step.

The big night light hanging on the top of the boom lighted up the crew's square inch in the film and television city, and also lit up Ai Changle's heart.

"Hehe!" He was sitting on an inconspicuous folding stool on the set, with the script spread out on his lap, he hadn't turned a page for a long time, and he laughed silly from time to time.

"Hahahaha......"

Cheng Jiajun walked past him three times with a mini electric fan, and each time he heard silly smiles in different moods, he couldn't help but think of the supernatural events in horror movies, squatted down with great concern, and asked anxiously:

"Lezi, are you... all right?"

"Ah?" Ai Changle looked up from the untouched script, still smiling, "Brother Jia Jun, you called me?"

Cheng Jiajun scratched his head, thinking that when he saw this man leave the set in the morning, his head was drooping, why did he become the stupid son of the landlord's family now?

"Ah, it's okay. Uh, I mean, do you want to drink some water? Or get up and move around? I see you've been sitting here for a long time, your legs should be numb, right?"

"Eh? When you say that, it seems to be really numb." Ai Changle moved his ankle twice, stood up while stomping his feet, and then smirked, "Thank you, Brother Jun, you are so kind!"

When Cheng Jiajun received his bright smile, he felt even more terrified - darling, he didn't even know that his feet were numb, there was something wrong with him.

It happened that Zhu Quan, who had been negotiating with the partner for a few days, came to Ai Changle and told him that he had read a good script for him to read it himself.

"They gave the male number two. I took a look at it, and I think this character is very good in terms of personality and depth. If you also think it is feasible, you will be ready to join this group after the filming of this film is finished. .”

Zhu Quan took out the white paper script from his briefcase, noticed the abnormal joy on Ai Changle's face, and hesitated to hand it over.

"Okay, thank you Brother Quan. I will definitely think about the script carefully so as not to disappoint you and Brother Qing hehehe."

He took it with both hands and held it in his arms like embracing a lover, the corners of his lips wished he could reach the back of his head.

Zhu Quan raised his eyebrows, and his silver-rimmed glasses almost fell off the bridge of his nose.Cheng Jiajun sneaked up beside him and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Quan, do you also feel that something is wrong with him?"

Zhu Quan hummed, and then asked, "What did he do today?"

"I don't know, I was still downcast in the morning. I just came here with Brother Qing, and it's been like this since I came here." Cheng Jiajun looked at Wen Qing who had finished filming in the distance, "Yes, I'll go ask Brother Qing, maybe he knows something."

He ran to Wen Qing's side, took the small fan in his hand to blow him, and then swallowed: "Well, brother Qing, do you know what happened to Lezi?"

Wen Qing unscrewed the water bottle and took two sips. Just now, he said a series of lines, and his mouth was a little dry:

"he?"

He looked in the direction of Ai Changle, and saw that the man was holding two books and moving his ankles in place, with crooked lips and crooked eyes, smiling all the time.

Seeing this scene, the corners of someone's lips curled up unknowingly, and said dotingly:

"Let him go."

Cheng Jiajun, who saw his artistes also started laughing, couldn't help being shocked—why even Wen Qing got tricked?

Zhu Quan had a panoramic view of the expressions of the two of them, as if he had seen something and didn't point it out, he just reminded Ai Changle in a low voice:

"The two of you are both working hard in the entertainment industry. Some things can be announced to the world immediately when you put them on ordinary people, but you are different. You can't make it public easily, understand?"

Ai Changle is still recalling the intimacy before, and these seemingly disappointing words don't sound so harsh to his ears. On the contrary, he still feels that his manager is thoughtful, and he feels at ease working with him.

"Well, I know how to measure, thank you Brother Quan."

The big night lights used by the crew to shoot night scenes are also called "death lights" by the actors, because once the lights of this scale appear, it means that the night scenes will not end easily. In addition, there are constant news of sudden death from overwork in the world. Over time, the name of the lamp of death has also spread.

At one o'clock, Wen Qing had to shoot a fight scene.Although the difficulty of martial arts is not high, it is still a physical effort.Although the crew's logistics is strong, there is no shortage of snacks and chocolates, but they are basically biscuits, and the drinks are also cold.Wen Qing worked too hard in his early years, and his stomach itself was not good, and now he can't eat cold food even if he stays up late.

So Ai Changle made him a bowl of monkey mushroom rice noodles. When he was an undergraduate student, he would drink a bowl every time he stayed up late at night.

"Brother Qing, drink some of this to nourish your stomach." Ai Changle handed over the bowl.

There were a lot of people on the set, so he didn't dare to be too blatant. He just exchanged eyes when passing the bowl, and his heart was warm.

It's good to be restrained, because this is a place of work after all, and it's against professional ethics to put too much personal feelings into it.Secondly, they are not yet prepared to make public. If they are photographed by a staff member with a long tongue and posted on the Internet, they will have to admit their relationship, what a tragedy.

Wen Qing took the bowl, and quickly whispered in his ear:

"Thank you Taobao."

"Ah? Taobao?" Ai Changle was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "Oh, this is not an online shopping, I bought it at the supermarket when I went out."

Wen Qing smiled and explained: "Taobao is you."

"I?"

"You are little Taozi, and you are also a treasure, why are you not Taobao?"

boom--

Ai Changle's whole body was like a volcanic eruption, instantly burned red by the magma.The moment he lowered his head, a sweet sense of fullness seemed to fill his entire heart, which was extremely satisfying.

"Hee hee, hey, what a nuisance..."

If he heard other people acting like a baby, Ai Changle would definitely wrinkle his face immediately - hey!nausea!

But when it was my turn, it seemed that it was quite practical.

At this point, Cheng Jiajun not far away finally saw it.He shook Zhu Quan's hand in fear, and asked in a low voice:

"Quan, Brother Quan, the regulations issued by our company that prohibits office romances, does it include artists?"

Assistants are of course worried about the artist's emotional problems.Before, he was very worried, afraid that Wen Qing, who didn't know people clearly, would get into the boat of a character like Zhong Ran.But who knows, now that their company has signed two artists, these two people will digest it internally?

Here, who can I ask for reasoning?

Zhu Quan glanced at him: "What do you say?"

Cheng Jiajun has always been timid: "I said, I said... Will sister Xin be angry?"

Zhu Quan shook his head: "She shouldn't be angry with Brother Qing. After all, Brother Qing's status in the circle is relatively stable now, and the fan base is not young. If the public relations are done well, the public relationship will not appear vigorous. Injury situation."

An obedient person should not only listen to what the other party said, but also what the other party did not say.

Hearing what he said, Cheng Jiajun was half-hearted, and couldn't tell if he should be relieved or worried:

"You mean she's going to be mad at Joy?"

Zhu Quan helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and opened the contract draft just sent by the partner: "It's better to let Xiao Ai get more good works as much as possible, and when he has a firm foothold, he will have more confidence in everything he does."

If there are no works, only some innocuous variety shows, or vulgar soap operas that rely on face to support, they will not be able to tie the hearts of fans.At this time, once the relationship is made public, it is likely to usher in a large-scale de-fan and back-stepping.

Cheng Jiajun had the heart of an old lady who was too busy, "Brother Quan, how long do you think the two of them will be together?"

Zhu Quan raised his head from the draft and looked at the two people who only had each other in their eyes: "It's hard to say the feelings in the circle, maybe they blow up Xiao Ai's next play before it's over. But... I think, These two are very serious."

"I think so too. I've never seen that kind of expression on Brother Qing's face. It's not like laughing, but I just think he's very happy."

"Well, indeed."

"Then what shall we do next? Is sister Xin helping to hide it?"

When it comes to emergencies, Zhu Quan is like a pinnacle of Dinghai: "We don't need to worry about this. Brother Qing should tell her in person. After all, apart from the relationship between artists and managers, they are also partners. We just do what we have to do That's it, then keep an eye out for the paparazzi, don't let them be photographed."

"Okay. Brother Qing is busy with filming these days, and the company has added a new assistant for him. It just so happens that there are more people and more eyes. Let me see which magazine's paparazzi dare to mess around under my nose!"

When Zhu Quan heard that there was a new assistant, he teased: "It seems that you have a younger brother?"

"Hey, that's it!"

Not far away, Wen Qing, who had finished drinking the monkey mushroom rice, was still eager to lick away the liquid remaining in the corner of his mouth, and put the bowl on the snack table beside him.

"Go back and rest, you still have the morning show tomorrow."

Ai Changle didn't feel sleepy: "I won't be able to sleep when I go back, so it's better to stay with you. Besides, don't you have an early morning play? Let's do it together."

He has not yet fully accepted the identity of "Wen Qing's lover", and he speaks softly in front of Wen Qing, comparable to Miss Chun, who is seeing her husband's family for the first time.

The two whispered a few words, and the camera shouted.

"Everyone is in place, today's last shot is about to start!"

Wen Qing walked over quickly, holding the short knife behind his back and sticking it to his forearm, and several people who were fighting with him also stood up and made their moves.

"Okay—Action!"

Hearing only one order, Wen Qing raised his legs and flew the nearest person as he had rehearsed before, and swiped the dagger in mid-air close to the other person's chest, and the group performers fell in the direction of the dagger.These people "attack" very quickly, and Wen Qing can "quickly end the battle".After a few moves, these people fell to the ground one after another.

Swish swish!

After wiping the blood off the dagger with a towel, he exerted a sudden force on his wrist, and the dagger turned 180 degrees in his palm to become a pronated grip.Then flicked the index finger on the handle of the knife, and the fingers cooperated with the wrist to exert force at the same time, and the short knife that cut iron like mud turned out a series of knives in his hand. When people were dazzled, there was only a sound of "噗"—the knife was put away into the sheath he wore at his waist.

Ai Changle's eyes are straight - he is so handsome~

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作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2400:00:00~2020-07-2711:18:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Mo Nian Qingyin 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottle of Nannan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!