After transmigrating, I use Slag Gong as a stand-in

I don't know what kind of jokes are being told on the radio, speaking in a dialect I don't understand.

Li Qing counted the time well and didn't drive the car too fast. He looked at the people in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and saw Xu Jingzhou holding the omelet made for him just now, eating intently.

Wei Zhun's culinary skills are learned quickly.

At the beginning, several people studied the picture album and found that Xiaozhou's brother was not only talented in business, but also had excellent cooking skills. Among them, he was best at making sweet porridge and fried egg pancakes.

Wei Zhun didn't know if he could fool him with his half-baked culinary skills.

Li Qing thought of the scene he saw just now, and still felt a little unbelievable.

"Xiaozhou," he turned his eyes away, "Have you quarreled with Mr. Han recently? Do you think there is anything different about him?" He paused, "For example, don't you think his cooking skills have declined?"

Xu Jingzhou ate a good meal, took out the script and prepared to return to today's scene. Hearing his question, he raised his head and blinked, "There is no quarrel, he has a very good temper recently."

"Culinary skills," Xu Jingzhou lowered his eyes and smiled, "I can't tell if the cooking skills are good or bad, why does Brother Qing ask these things?"

Li Qing: "..."

Li Qing: "Nothing."

There was a lot of trouble on the set some time ago.

Wei Zhun had already suppressed the limelight, but it seemed that there was always someone behind him, and he brought Xu Jingzhou to the heat of other topics, re-stirring the public opinion that Xu Jingzhou's performance on the set was substandard.

He didn't take Wei Zhun with him again, maybe because he was scared.

The car drove to the entrance of the movie city, and as soon as Xu Jingzhou got out of the car, he saw several cameras surrounded by the film studio.

The assistant called bodyguards to protect them. Xu Jingzhou walked into the set quickly, and saw Director Zhang scolding several staff members of the props group in a rough voice: "Why did I tell you before! You just give me the set like this??"

Xu Jingzhou approached, just about to persuade him.

Bing Zhong who was next to him hastily grabbed him and winked, "Don't go, Director Zhang is in a fit of anger."

Xu Jingzhou was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, you don't know yet?" Bing Zhong was a little surprised, "Did you see the reporters outside?"

Xu Jingzhou nodded blankly, "I see."

"Those are all here to interview you. Previously, clips of your mistakes on the set were leaked, and everyone has been discussing them all the time. A few media outlets came here just to catch the heat. Most likely they are looking forward to exposing your shortcomings." Bing Zhong frowned, " Some media directors can stop it, but some really can't stop it."

Zhang Dao was so annoyed that his head was going bald.

"I'm sorry," the young man's gentle and apologetic voice came from behind.He turned around in a daze, and saw Xu Jingzhou standing behind him sincerely, "I didn't expect to bring so much trouble to Director Zhang and the crew."

When Director Zhang saw him like this, his anger disappeared, and he waved his hands, "I don't blame you Xiaozhou, but blame your company."

"Director Zhang, if you want, you can also let some reporters in so that they can observe the filming process closely. Everyone is working hard, so there is nothing to be afraid of," Xu Jingzhou said.

Director Zhang frowned, "Have you found the feeling? If you are filming later, don't say it a few times, but even if you make a slight mistake, it will be magnified many times by these reporters,"

"And I definitely won't let it go," he said, "The main concern is that you and Xiaoice's performance will affect you. Of course I don't care. I wish I had this opportunity to promote the crew."

Xu Jingzhou replied seriously: "I'm fine, Director Zhang don't worry."

The reporters who entered the crew were like fish in a pond, swimming around with cameras on their shoulders.

Xu Jingzhou put on makeup and was playing with Bingzhong.

Due to the weather, the scenes that were originally scheduled to be in the back were temporarily rescheduled to today, and Bing Chong's face was wrinkled and frowning: "If I had known that today would be such a difficult scene, I would have practiced hard last night."

Xu Jingzhou comforted him: "It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night."

Bing Zhong was younger than him, and he was very playful. Hearing what he said, his eyes would light up, and he said with a smirk: "Brother Zhou, did you have a huh with your boyfriend last night? Uh-huh?"

"No," Xu Jingzhou laughed, and blushed embarrassingly, "Don't make fun of me." He paused, remembering something, "Last night, someone was by my side, and I stayed with him, so I stayed up late. "

Bing Zhong opened his eyes wide, "You didn't do anything?"

"No, I closed my eyes, he should think I'm sleeping." Xu Jingzhou lowered his eyes, opened the script and pointed to a line, "Let's talk about the play first, and try to get one later."

This scene is the climax of the whole play.

Luan Ying, who was lurking in the enemy camp as a spy, was forced by the plan to disguise himself and kill a friend himself.Long hours of training and camouflage had made him numb at that moment.

And this scene happened to be seen by Wang Wenyi.

Wang Wenyi grabbed his hand, pressed the gun to his forehead, and loaded the gun desperately and affectionately.

"What happened to Luan Ying's mentality here?" Director Zhang asked them.

"Uh," Bing re-tested: "From affectionate to decisive?"

Director Zhang glared at him, "Fart."

Xu Jingzhou thought for a few seconds, then said, "It should be at a loss."

Director Zhang turned his gaze to him, waiting for the next words.

Bing Zhong frowned even tighter, "Why are you at a loss? He is such a smart person"

"Because he can't tell who he is anymore. When he shot, he was destined to no longer be the young master of the Luan family." Xu Jingzhou followed his train of thought, "Including Wang Wenyi's reaction, from Wang Wenyi's eyes , What he sees is no longer himself, after all, he will never point the gun at his lover."

"He's very contradictory," Xu Jingzhou lowered his eyes, staring at a blank space in the script, "and also very scared."

"Yes, it's this kind of psychology. At the same time that the contradiction is at a loss, Luan Ying has a strong mentality of wanting to prove that he is himself, so the love in his eyes will be very, very strong." Director Zhang said: "What follows in this drama is In the scene where Luan Ying commits suicide in public, you can experience this emotional change."

Why commit suicide.

Xu Jingzhou looked at the script and was stunned like a nightmare.

"Come on, Xiaozhou." Director Zhang ran into the reporter as soon as he walked in front of the machine, and waved his hand impatiently, "Go over there to shoot, don't hinder the shooting, or leave if you can't."

The reporter smiled cheekily, "Don't worry, we'll take a picture of Mr. Xu's reaction."

Xu Jingzhou walked in front of the camera, and caught a glimpse of Zhang guiding him to gesture,

"..."

The lights flickered.

·

rainstorm.

The dark gray stone wall and the bright yellow van abruptly blend into the same picture, which has been repeatedly washed by the rain, making it brighter.

There are corpses lying on the desolate street, their clothes are not wrapped, and their skin is wrinkled from frostbite.

The doors of the shops on both sides were closed tightly, and the whole street was deserted.

Luan Ying repeated the main points of the task in his heart.

His face was expressionless, and his hands half covered by the cuffs of his coat were clenched into fists. He almost hit the van while walking along the road, stumbled, and quickly stood firm with the brim of his hat.

When his eyes fell on the corpse, Luan Ying's face became extremely pale.

He looked behind his eyes, vigilantly scanning to see if anyone was following him, his whole body tensed up like a cheetah waiting to be preyed, and he was shrouded in a heart-pounding emotion.

At the end there was a light sweeping into the rain, and a car came in from the street, moving slowly.

But after seeing him, the car suddenly accelerated!The target was extremely clear and rushed straight at him!

Luan Ying stepped aside,

But the car still didn't let him go, parked next to him and blocked his way.

"Luan Ying, you really dare to come!" The other party's expression was sarcasm, "A street rat like you who is beaten by everyone dares to go to the appointment. Are you worthy of the Luan family? Are you worthy of our friends?"

The man raised his hand expressionlessly, revealing the gun hidden between his clothes.

The black gun muzzle rubbed sparks, pierced the cold rain in the center of the forehead, and shattered scarlet flowers in the heavy rain.

The moment the other party stopped breathing, the corners of Luan Ying's numb mouth twitched slightly, and there was some emotion in his eyes.Just when he was about to restrain his emotions rationally, the door of the back seat of the car was opened again.

Wang Wenyi was wrapped in a thick cotton padded jacket, his hand holding the doorknob was shaking violently, his eyes were wide and bloodshot, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to want to shout something, but no matter what, he couldn't.

He almost fell when he got out of the car, leaning against the side of the car, staring at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"Luan Ying," his words were like needles: "You killed your friend."

Luan Ying didn't expect that he was also in the car, and he froze.

"I have always known that you have difficulties. I have never asked who you want to pretend to be or what tasks you want to accomplish. I also told many people around me that you are not so indiscriminate on the surface. You are still the old Luan family. Young master," Wang Wenyi finished speaking breathlessly, his eyes were red, "but what about you?"

He stared at the gun in his hand and asked, "Are you still Luan Ying?"

Xu Jingzhou did not respond,

last night, bedroom,

"Brother was afraid that you might misunderstand, so I came here to make up for this." The water reflected the lights all over the floor. The man sat on the bed, his hands on both sides of his body were tightly clenched, and his eyes showed a bit of tenderness and concession.

There also seemed to be moisture in the kiss.

His hands had nowhere to rest, so he grabbed the pillow a little extra, and he didn't even dare to open his eyes when he kissed him, even if it was only for a short moment, he was so blurred that he couldn't even see his dreams clearly,

Xu Jingzhou was supported and raised his hand, the black muzzle of the gun was facing the forehead of the person in front of him.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he barely held the prop gun with his trembling hands.The pouring rain in front of my eyes washed away all falsehoods, even this scene.

"Good night," the person in the memory said softly, "I love you."

"I didn't win Luan," Xu Jingzhou said without following the script.

The reporter also followed Director Zhang to see the effect in front of the camera. The young man's eyebrows and eyes in the picture were outlined with arrogance. I don't know if it was because of being wet by the rain at this time. The whole person showed a humble to soft-hearted affection from the bottom of his bones.

Sensing that the lines were poor, Zhang Dao didn't stop, his eyes staring at the superintendent glowed, and he held his breath.

"Wen Yi, I'm not Luan Ying," Xu Jingzhou said again. I don't know whose lines he said, and which scene he acted in. These words came out subconsciously: "But from the beginning to the end, Luan Ying and I It's all about the same person."

In front of him are still all kinds of things from last night, and his voice reveals seriousness and sincerity, "It's all you."

·

Zhang Dao called the card at the right time.

The reporter couldn't judge whether the scene was good or bad, only that his eyes and nose were sore after watching it, and he couldn't help muttering in his stomach, where did the rumors spread that Xu Jingzhou's acting skills were worrying.

"I can't hold it anymore," Bingzhong took out two tissues to wipe his face, and sighed because he was extremely depressed before he got out of the scene, "Director Zhang, if you shout two seconds later, I might hug you on the spot." Brother Zhou cried bitterly."

He couldn't tell why,

In the past when he was filming rivals with others, it was rare for him to be led by others emotionally.When I first found out that Xu Jingzhou didn't follow the script, Bing Zhong actually panicked a lot.

But before he panicked for five seconds, Xu Jingzhou brought his emotions into the scene again.

"I want to see if Xiaozhou will find something that surprises me even more." Director Zhang looked at the people around him and smiled, "But it's already very good, and the effect has exceeded my expectations."

Xu Jingzhou looked up at him belatedly, biting a hole in the corner of his mouth.

Director Zhang thought that he hadn't played yet, so he didn't say much, he just said that since he was in the right mood now, he would shoot directly with Luan Ying's suicide scene later, saving time and effort.

Xu Jingzhou nodded, turned around and picked up the script.

The later shooting was also very smooth, and the reporter left after not staying here for long.

Zhang Dao always felt that this person was in a hurry to go back, and he was much more efficient than usual in everything he did. He didn't ask any more questions, he just finished the camera that he should have blocked, and then let Xu Jingzhou go home.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Since he resumed the show, he rarely goes back at this time.

Xu Jingzhou didn't call Li Qing to pick it up. He turned on the navigation and found the subway station by himself, and dialed a certain number.

Wei Zhun is looking at the document.

"Mr. Han," the assistant next to him frowned, "Are you really going to the factory in person? I always feel that there is a fraud in it. I don't think the person in charge and the boss of the company have any good intentions."

Wei Zhun turned over a page of the document and ignored him.

"Besides, Mr. Xu is not here, and he doesn't know about your going to the factory, so there's no need for you to go there yourself?" The assistant said, "I'll bring a few people over there to have a look, if there is no problem."

"You think he's so foolish?" Hearing someone's name, Wei Zhun lazily opened his mouth: "He's much smarter than you, he can guess where I've been today when he leans in front of me and stares for a while. what happened."

He smiled, "Like a little half fairy."

"Banxian'er can't just quit the job just because you don't go to the factory," the assistant complained, knowing why his boss insisted on taking this trip.

Wei Zhun didn't make a sound.

He took out his mobile phone to call someone, but just as he pressed the screen to turn on, an incoming call popped up directly from the screen, and the word 'Xiaozhou' was displayed on it.

Wei Zhun was a little surprised, and answered the phone, "Xiaozhou?"

"Where are you?" There was some noise on the phone, and the young man's voice was a little unclear. "I finished early today, and I'm already on my way home."

Wei Zhun frowned, "Didn't you ask your manager to pick you up?"

"No! I want to find you myself," Xu Jingzhou pressed, "You haven't told me where you are yet."

"I'm going to the factory, did you forget? Every time my brother talks about cooperation, he has to go to the factory for inspection. If something goes wrong, how will we support Xiaozhou in the future?" Wei Zhun said with a smile.

This is Han Zhou's habit, and Xu Jingzhou seems to like that person's serious work attitude.

There was silence on the other side of the sound hole, "Factory?"

Xu Jingzhou was on the subway.

After hearing this word, he suddenly remembered a key plot about the factory in the original book, and his movements froze.Xu Jingzhou's mind was a little blank, and he looked up at the subway map in a daze.

"Where have you been?" His voice was a little empty. "Come and pick me up. I don't want to go back by myself. Come and pick me up."

"Xiaozhou?" The man laughed and said, "You were not so self-willed before, brother has arrived."

Xu Jingzhou frowned, "No, you."

Sudden busy tone cut off the phone.

The sound of breathing and voice in the sound hole disappeared unexpectedly, as if they were suddenly pulled away from the world.

Xu Jingzhou stared at the door opening in front of him, his eyes widened.

The sound of the broadcast above the head is close at hand, and the heartbeat beats heavily on the upper eardrum, making all the sounds hazy and blurred:

"The terminal, here we come."