What about actor?

The meeting with director Liu Huan went quite smoothly. The other party gave Shi Feng a symbolic trial for a few scenes, and then decided on the role without saying a word.

The official start of filming should be in the next year. The director's intention is to let Shi Feng read the original work as many times as possible, so as to understand the characters thoroughly, and to maintain his figure and not gain weight.

On the same day, Liu Huan stayed with Shifeng and organized a group of people related to the film to have a meal together. Shifeng couldn't shirk it, so he agreed.

The director very generously set the location at the famous Castle Hotel in City B. When Xu Bin arrived, there was a production crew on the first floor who booked a scene here to shoot TV dramas.

There were too many people, Shi Feng only took a glance and went up to the second floor.

There was nothing important at the dinner, it was just talking and laughing, wishing the movie a big box office hit, Shi Feng was not familiar with the other actors, and the way the other actors looked at him was really not friendly, so he didn't have the cheek to go up to talk to him .

At the back, several investment bosses began to persuade them to drink. Shi Feng was not spared and was given a few glasses of high-concentration foreign wine. He had a premonition that he might become drunk and unconscious after drinking any more. He used the excuse to go to the bathroom and planned to hide for 10 minutes before coming back. .

Xu Bin followed out worried. "Are you okay? I'll ask the waiter for a cup of strong tea?"

Shi Feng didn't speak, just leaned on the walnut railing blankly, looking at the magnificent hall on the first floor below, a little dazed.

I don't know which production team is so rich, even Lin Lin always hired hundreds of extras to walk around. From Shi Feng's vision, they looked like little ants that were constantly moving, and his head was even more dizzy.

"I...it's fine, I'm just a little dizzy, just calm down for a while." He lowered his eyes and rested his forehead on his arm, breathed out alcohol and said, "Brother Xu, I want to drink ice water."

"Okay, you wait here."

Brother Xu walked away.

The noisy conversation surrounds the ears, loud and small, far and near, when the consciousness is blurred, it sounds like the background sound of the TV, and slowly, the voice penetrates into the brain, bustling and inaudible.

very noisy……

My headache is about to explode...

Suddenly, there was no sound.

The whole hall fell silent, as if he was the only one left, hunched over, with his head buried in his arms, getting more and more drunk and unconscious.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

Dull, the sound of leather shoes stepping up the stairs came from the bottom up. The unhurried steps were quite elegant, and he should be a very gentlemanly man.

As it got closer, the voice stopped somewhere.

"Hi, may I ask how to get to the bathroom?"

The moment he heard this voice, Shifeng woke up.

Something exploded in his heart, and the absurd feeling that made him nervous quickly spread to his internal organs. In an instant, his back was as stiff as a stone sculpture, and he could no longer lift it up.

Shi Feng was too familiar with who this voice was.

He knows this person's catchphrase, and which nickname the other person will call when he is affectionate. He likes to kiss in a dark room, and he likes to leave a bunch of strawberries around people's necks that will last for a few days, and he is not allowed to hide.

"Just go straight from here and turn right, sir." It was the first time for the little waiter to have such close contact with a celebrity, and his face turned red nervously.

"Thank you."

Shi Feng finally raised his head and glanced over there, but unfortunately it was too slow, and in just a split second, the profile of the other party had disappeared from his eyes.

That side face was definitely Qin Cheng's.

Why is he here?Filming?accidental?Did he see himself just now...

Shi Feng took a few steps back unsteadily, the stamina of the wine picked up at this moment, Shi Feng shook his head, and was suddenly patted on the back of the shoulder, almost jumping up in shock.

Xu Bin held the ice water with a puzzled expression on his face, "What's wrong with you? I'm not a ghost."

Shi Feng grabbed Xu Bin's shoulder fiercely, his eyes were red from drinking, "I saw Qin Cheng just now."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again, and shook Xu Bin by his hands. Under the influence of alcohol, he became agitated, "Why is he here, I really don't want to see him..."

"I don't want to..."

Xu Bin came to his senses at this time, he supported Shi Feng patiently and comforted him: "How is it possible, it must be drunk and misjudged, come on, let's go back after drinking the water."

Shi Feng's nose was red, and he turned his head away, "I read that right."

"Well, I'm not mistaken, let's go back to the hotel and I'll listen to you seriously, okay?"

With this state of mind, he must not be able to go back and make people laugh at him. Xu Bin went back and apologized to the director, saying that Shi Feng was already too drunk. Fortunately, the other party understood very well, and told them to be safe and let them leave.

When we arrived at the hotel, the wind stopped blowing, and we slumped in the soft quilt alone, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He was not very sober, his mind was muddled, but his mind was full of thoughts, and he refused to close his eyes to sleep.

The phone vibrated twice, the screen lit up, and there was a WeChat message.

Shi Feng took the phone, squinted and opened it, blushing and shaking his head.

His eyes were dazzled, and he couldn't figure out who the WeChat name was after reading it for a long time. On the contrary, the characters became two or three layers, and then twisted and twisted continuously, and finally twisted into the word Qin Cheng.

Shi Feng returned one word to the other party: get lost.

He finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep. The message was sent successfully, but it seemed that there was no response.

The next day, Shi Feng rushed to catch the [-] o'clock plane with a haggard face.

In the waiting hall, he accidentally opened that WeChat message.

Mr. Qi: Did the meeting with Liu Huan go well?

The wind is blowing: go away.

Shi Feng's eyes went dark, he took a deep breath and turned to look at Xu Bin: "Brother, you are the one to return."

Xu Bin looked up and glanced at the screen, and the reaction was exactly the same as him, the dried fruit in his mouth fell out, "...?!"

"I, I, I, I lost, you didn't go crazy with alcohol last night, and ran to WeChat to scold your immediate boss as soon as you didn't stare at you?"

Shi Feng was expressionless, "I remember that it wasn't him who I returned."

"Then who will you go back to?"

Shi Feng stopped talking.

He thought for a while, picked up his phone to type again, and apologized three times.

The Wind Rises: My fault, I shouldn't, I'm guilty.

It's windy: I'm sorry... I really made a mistake.

After sending these two WeChat messages, Qi Mo didn't reply until it was time to board the plane. Shi Feng sighed and decided to apologize in person again after going back.

It was already 11 o'clock in the morning when we arrived in City A, Shi Feng hurriedly threw the suitcase to Xu Bin and went to Changji, the company was busy as usual, but Qi Mo was nowhere to be seen.

The lady at the front desk said that Qi Mo went to the film festival, so he might not return to the company today.

Shi Feng frowned, feeling somewhat lost for no reason.

Didn’t reply to WeChat, didn’t see it, or are you still angry?

With a sleepy expression, he ran alone to the studio used for camera contact. Except for him and Qi Mo, usually no one came into this room.

The studio was dark, Shi Feng didn't turn on the lights, he sat on the chair in a daze, thinking to wait and see if Qi Mo would come back.

This wait was a long whole afternoon, he didn't even turn on the air conditioner, and fell asleep in a daze with his clothes curled up.

I don't know how many hours of sleep, it was dark, but he didn't sleep deeply. In the light sleep, someone was singing loudly, mixed with intermittent bass, mixed with drums, and electric guitar, faintly coming from downstairs .

"Lolita, how many people have tried to take you off, Lolita, why didn't you answer in silence..."

The song by Black and White?

The sound was so loud that Shi Feng woke up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, he followed the music and found the room.

The door was not closed. Looking from the outside, there were three young men dressed in trendy clothes. One of them was a bass player. He had short hair like a hedgehog dyed orange, and even his eyebrows were yellow.

Well, it's flamboyant and arrogant, and it's thanks to that handsome face that it can hold up.

Shi Feng leaned outside the door and listened quietly for a while, with no emotion on his face.

It shouldn’t be a professional band, but it’s more like playing together impromptuly. The guitarist can’t keep up with the rhythm, and the tune is off. , The drummer... The drummer is the most professional, but he was dragged down by these two people.

"Damn!" KK tore off the bass and threw it on the ground, as if he was playing without feeling distressed, "What the hell are you singing! I'm going deaf!"

The guitarist looked very young, about eighteen or nineteen years old, he just lowered his head quietly and said nothing.

The phone rang to break the silence, and KK cursed in a bad mood, and answered the assistant's call impatiently.

"Ancestor? I told you, Sister Sheng, don't bother me, okay? I've had enough of that kind of mentally retarded, silly, sweet drama. If you don't have any interesting schedule, you can let me play for a while, okay? Where am I? America, just Bye bye."

After hanging up the phone, he opened his mouth to continue yelling at the guitarist, but Shi Feng couldn't see it anymore, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door frame.

The other party's eyes floated across the air like knives, Shi Feng yawned without hesitation, and said lightly: "You are not very good either."