Rational derailment
Chapter 12
This was the first time Wu Si looked at Miller's face carefully.Even if there had been a physical relationship, he had never looked at this person's facial features so seriously. It was not as delicate as Mingyu, nor as arrogant and domineering as Ran Xuanyang. Compared with the entertainment industry that likes to highlight its characteristics, it is too common.
With short blond hair, a straight nose, and closed blue eyes at this time, she has the unique literary style of an artist, but has different constraints from other directors and other French people. realism.
Miller always looks like he refuses people thousands of miles away. It's not that he doesn't know how to communicate with others. On the contrary, he handles them well.
Among the many people Wu Si has come into contact with, Miller is the closest to himself. He is realistic, calm, likes to control everything, will not challenge the limit, and will eventually die under his own spell.
The person on the leg frowned uncomfortably, and continued to struggle in the light sleep, not missing a minute and a second of rest time.This is also the most defenseless Miller Wu Si has ever seen. Even if he is extremely tired, he will never give others a break. So can the slack he is showing now be understood as his trust in himself?
Thinking about Miller's schedule for the whole day today, starting at 8:7 in the morning, arriving at the scene at least 40:3, it takes [-] minutes to arrive at the shooting location from the suburban villa, and now it's close to [-]:[-], it's a mistake. I should have found a hotel near the PUB to get a room just now.
Just as he was thinking about something, the car had already turned into the villa area. Wu Si took out the key, opened the window, and opened the garage door. When the car was parked safely in the garage, Miller opened his eyes and met the man's gaze At that time, Wu Si was a little surprised, there was no trace of confusion in those blue eyes, as clear as if he hadn't drunk a drop of wine.
"Here?" Miller rubbed his eyes as he got up from Wu Si's lap.
"En." Opening the car door, Wu Si got out of the car and settled the fare with the driver.Miller also got out of the car, did not enter the room first, but waited for Wu Si.
After the driver left with the money, the two entered the villa together from the garage.Miller glanced at Wu Si's guest room, which was full of stuff and hadn't had time to tidy it up, and said to him, "I'll bring the itinerary later."
Seeing Miller staggering up the stairs, Wu Si was convinced once again that he was a little too much tonight.It seems that the distress message was sent out as a last resort, a real distress call.
Instead of going back to the guest room to organize things, Wu Si walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took a look at the contents. He was indeed a health-conscious person with everything he should have.
When Wu Si prepared a plate of shredded radish for sobering up and a cup of boiled vinegar and went upstairs, Miller had just finished taking a shower. He was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was half-dry. It should have been blown in the bathroom.
Seeing each other like this, both of them were a little surprised, and Wu Si even frowned in dissatisfaction.You must know that swimming after drunk will kill you. Similarly, taking a bath after drunk will accelerate the circulation of alcohol in the body, which may cause stroke.
Picking up the sour soup, Miller drank it slowly and sat on the bed.Wu Si put the shredded radish on the bedside table and sat down beside him.
Wrinkling his nose and gulping down the last mouthful of sour soup, Miller picked up a fork and ate a few mouthfuls of shredded radish, with a painful expression on his face. "I feel even more dizzy after stopping, Chris is really welcome."
"Lie down." Wu Si said as he stood up, walked towards Miller, let him lie on the bed, and then began to massage him. His fingers skillfully found the Feishu point and kneaded it gently.
Wu Si has long been accustomed to these things. When he used to serve Ran Xuanyang, this master never knew how to restrain himself. Every time he got drunk, he called him to collect his body.
"Tomorrow morning's filming will be indoors, and this afternoon will be outdoors. We can move the morning scene to evening shooting. There will be no scenes with male and female protagonists in the morning, so it should be more negotiable."
"Ah."
"I'll go to negotiate with them in the morning and come back to pick you up at noon."
"Then trouble you."
"You're welcome."
The strength of his fingers was just right. Miller felt the alcohol spread all over his body again. He was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes. The two didn't communicate any more. Wu Si simply took off his bathrobe and massaged his entire back.
"By the way, the last script of City Code is in the drawer of the nightstand..."
"I see." To get Chris's sponsorship money, Davy needs to be given a role, and it will be an uphill battle.
Wu Si didn't know when Miller fell asleep. When he stopped his movements, the other party had already stretched his breath. He covered Miller with a thin quilt and looked at his exhausted face. There is an unbelievable feeling, you know, Ran Xuanyang has never encountered such fatigue.
Taking out the script from the cabinet, Wu Si took down the remaining shredded radish.
With short blond hair, a straight nose, and closed blue eyes at this time, she has the unique literary style of an artist, but has different constraints from other directors and other French people. realism.
Miller always looks like he refuses people thousands of miles away. It's not that he doesn't know how to communicate with others. On the contrary, he handles them well.
Among the many people Wu Si has come into contact with, Miller is the closest to himself. He is realistic, calm, likes to control everything, will not challenge the limit, and will eventually die under his own spell.
The person on the leg frowned uncomfortably, and continued to struggle in the light sleep, not missing a minute and a second of rest time.This is also the most defenseless Miller Wu Si has ever seen. Even if he is extremely tired, he will never give others a break. So can the slack he is showing now be understood as his trust in himself?
Thinking about Miller's schedule for the whole day today, starting at 8:7 in the morning, arriving at the scene at least 40:3, it takes [-] minutes to arrive at the shooting location from the suburban villa, and now it's close to [-]:[-], it's a mistake. I should have found a hotel near the PUB to get a room just now.
Just as he was thinking about something, the car had already turned into the villa area. Wu Si took out the key, opened the window, and opened the garage door. When the car was parked safely in the garage, Miller opened his eyes and met the man's gaze At that time, Wu Si was a little surprised, there was no trace of confusion in those blue eyes, as clear as if he hadn't drunk a drop of wine.
"Here?" Miller rubbed his eyes as he got up from Wu Si's lap.
"En." Opening the car door, Wu Si got out of the car and settled the fare with the driver.Miller also got out of the car, did not enter the room first, but waited for Wu Si.
After the driver left with the money, the two entered the villa together from the garage.Miller glanced at Wu Si's guest room, which was full of stuff and hadn't had time to tidy it up, and said to him, "I'll bring the itinerary later."
Seeing Miller staggering up the stairs, Wu Si was convinced once again that he was a little too much tonight.It seems that the distress message was sent out as a last resort, a real distress call.
Instead of going back to the guest room to organize things, Wu Si walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took a look at the contents. He was indeed a health-conscious person with everything he should have.
When Wu Si prepared a plate of shredded radish for sobering up and a cup of boiled vinegar and went upstairs, Miller had just finished taking a shower. He was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was half-dry. It should have been blown in the bathroom.
Seeing each other like this, both of them were a little surprised, and Wu Si even frowned in dissatisfaction.You must know that swimming after drunk will kill you. Similarly, taking a bath after drunk will accelerate the circulation of alcohol in the body, which may cause stroke.
Picking up the sour soup, Miller drank it slowly and sat on the bed.Wu Si put the shredded radish on the bedside table and sat down beside him.
Wrinkling his nose and gulping down the last mouthful of sour soup, Miller picked up a fork and ate a few mouthfuls of shredded radish, with a painful expression on his face. "I feel even more dizzy after stopping, Chris is really welcome."
"Lie down." Wu Si said as he stood up, walked towards Miller, let him lie on the bed, and then began to massage him. His fingers skillfully found the Feishu point and kneaded it gently.
Wu Si has long been accustomed to these things. When he used to serve Ran Xuanyang, this master never knew how to restrain himself. Every time he got drunk, he called him to collect his body.
"Tomorrow morning's filming will be indoors, and this afternoon will be outdoors. We can move the morning scene to evening shooting. There will be no scenes with male and female protagonists in the morning, so it should be more negotiable."
"Ah."
"I'll go to negotiate with them in the morning and come back to pick you up at noon."
"Then trouble you."
"You're welcome."
The strength of his fingers was just right. Miller felt the alcohol spread all over his body again. He was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes. The two didn't communicate any more. Wu Si simply took off his bathrobe and massaged his entire back.
"By the way, the last script of City Code is in the drawer of the nightstand..."
"I see." To get Chris's sponsorship money, Davy needs to be given a role, and it will be an uphill battle.
Wu Si didn't know when Miller fell asleep. When he stopped his movements, the other party had already stretched his breath. He covered Miller with a thin quilt and looked at his exhausted face. There is an unbelievable feeling, you know, Ran Xuanyang has never encountered such fatigue.
Taking out the script from the cabinet, Wu Si took down the remaining shredded radish.
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