What about actor?

Xu Bin patted Shi Feng's back shoulder, distressed and worried: "You treat all the people below as pumpkins, a group of moving pumpkins, I know you have something hard to get over, but this is something you have to face. "

He glanced unintentionally at the person sitting not far away, "Did you see your boss? He has been staring at you for a long time. If he is dissatisfied, I'm afraid you will become the second Han Yanran."

When Shi Feng heard the words, he really looked at Qi Mo, not far away, the other party was tapping Erlang's leg, looking at him with a blank expression.

"I try my best……"

He quickly moved his eyes away, and couldn't help shivering.

This movement was fully seen by Qi Mo, so he deliberately kept staring at Shi Feng until the other party looked at him unnaturally again.

Qi Mo opened and closed his lips and said silently: Come here.

Shi Feng stiffly walked in front of Qi Mo.

"Give me an explanation." Qi Mo looked at him meaningfully, saw that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and handed him the bottle in his hand, "Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you about your situation."

Shi Feng naturally didn't dare to really drink from Qi Mo's bottle, he shook his head and refused, "I just... feel a little..."

Qi Mo understood immediately, and without giving the other party a chance to slap him, he said sternly: "No matter what method you use, restrain it."

"If an actor does not have the ability to control his emotions, he is like a useless person to me. Shi Feng, my patience is limited."

It's not easy to get him, but if he's not good at business, then there's no need for him to stay. At work, Qi Mo always divides things very clearly.

Shi Feng didn't respond, just lowered his head silently, not moving.

Qi Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he began to reflect on whether what he said just now was too much, cleared his throat, and softened his tone, "For you, I have opened a company with several employees who open the back door to accept bribes, and Han Yanran also Go away, don't let me down."

He didn't know why he had to explain, but seeing Shi Feng's frustrated appearance, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Shi Feng was stunned, "I thought you..."

Although he intended to let Qi Mo know about this, but in the end his purpose was to gain a position for himself, how could a person like Qi Mo not be able to taste these flamboyant things.

Are you kidding me...doing these things for an unfavorable entertainer who is a mess?

Qi Mo raised the corner of his mouth, "Thank you? Then perform this scene well."

To be honest, Shi Feng not only didn't relax after talking with Qi Mo, but became even more nervous.

When he thought that the other party was sitting down and carefully observing his work status, he couldn't accept that he was NG. Qi Mo's words were still echoing in his mind. He really... didn't want to disappoint Qi Mo.

"Pumpkins...all pumpkins..."

Shi Feng kept repeating this sentence like chanting sutras, but when he raised his eyes, the countless pairs of eyes staring at him almost made him faint.

Where are there so many colorful pumpkins? ?

Well... find a reference point...

The pumpkin can't move, doesn't talk, just grows there in a daze...

Shi Feng's eyes turned and met Qi Mo's eyes again.

The rapidly heaving chest gradually calmed down, Shi Feng closed his eyelids, and when he opened them again, the man had turned into a big pumpkin through and through.

Qi Mo: "?"

"Second game, action!"

The music played everywhere, and the ensemble performers began to dance to the melody. Shi Feng stared at the pumpkin in his eyes, and finally, he no longer had the heart to think about the past.

"The flowers under the moon fall into dreams... only the evening primrose..."

The director's heart was hanging in his throat, and he looked at Shi Feng's face in the camera without blinking, "Very good, hold on, hold on..."

Facts have proved that it is quite easy for Shifeng to be intoxicated in the music without distraction. His emotions are rendered by the atmosphere, and his singing becomes more and more moving and affectionate.

"Ye Laixiang, I think about you...I think about you..." His eyes are always looking at a certain place, falling on the camera, the white girl who is trapped in the bustling and can only become himself when he sings. Tan finally came alive.

The director was not satisfied, and couldn't help praising: "It's really charming when it's in the right state."

Hearing no response from the people around him, the director turned his head to look at Qi Mo, his expression froze instantly, "Qi Mo?! Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Qi Mo covered his chest with a pale face, feeling that his breathing was a little short.

His heart had been transplanted, but it remained stable for four years without any problems.

Except, when he saw certain scenes, he would be inexplicably excited, even though that wasn't what Qi Mo really thought, and sometimes he wondered if this reaction might have something to do with the person who donated the heart.

Warm bright red liquid poured out of the nasal cavity, the director's eyes almost popped out, he frantically took out a tissue and handed it to him.

Qi Mo took it, and still calmly said: "The weather is just too dry, you go ahead, don't delay the shooting."

God knows how much he panicked, Qi Mo has lived for 29 years and has suffered all kinds of injuries, but he has never had a nosebleed because of the dry weather.

He didn't know why Shi Feng looked at him so affectionately, it felt a little awkward, a little subtle, and a little... over the top.

In particular, the other party is a man who is full of charm when standing on the stage, but he doesn't know it yet.

Qi Mo cursed in a low voice, feeling that he was too restless, facing Shi Feng who was looking at him while singing, he couldn't refuse like a demon.

As the accompaniment came to an end, Qi Mo thought that Shi Feng would not be still looking at him until now, but when he raised his eyes, he met those eyes again.

Shifeng was watching him from the beginning to the end.

After the song was over, golden fragments scattered all over the sky on the set, and multiple cameras held their breaths, recording this dreamlike scene with their lenses.

Qi Mo couldn't look away anymore.

The familiar feeling spread from the bottom of my heart, thump, thump... Gradually accelerated, Qi Mo clutched his heart violently, his face was frighteningly pale.

The heart rate bracelet beeped rapidly, reaching an almost astonishing speed, beep beep beep...

The heart attack that had been stable for four years after recovery finally relapsed again at this moment.

"It's not good! Mr. Qi fainted!"

Qi Mo fell to the ground, breathing rapidly, his thoughts drifted back to the past.

It was the first time he saw the boy, young and clean, wearing a blue singing suit, with amazingly beautiful eyes.

"Hi everyone! I'm Shifeng from the 714 Youth League!"

In an instant, there were voices everywhere.

The voice was getting louder and louder until it overlapped with the current situation. There was a lot of voices, some people were making emergency calls, and some people were yelling loudly at the flow of people blocking the passage...

Before losing consciousness, Qi Mo was still thinking, it's over.

Completely finished.

Shi Feng stood there blankly, with a few golden fragments still on his hair, and asked Xu Bin, "What's wrong with Qi Mo?"

"I don't know, it seems to be a heart attack."

Shi Feng was quite surprised. Even though the relationship between the two was not very good, he was still a little worried, "I usually look healthy, but I didn't expect..."

As everyone knows, he is the real culprit.

Without the main actor, the filming of the next scene could not be continued and had to be postponed. The director asked Shi Feng to go back after the filming of Group B tomorrow.

It was rare to be able to rest for an afternoon. On the way home, Shi Feng said, "Brother Xu, help me find a lawyer."

Xu Bin was slightly taken aback: "Are you...?"

"It's just to consult some related matters." His eyes drifted out of the window, and he couldn't see the emotions hidden in his eyes.

Before taking certain actions, one must be prepared.

Preparations for a protracted war.