What about actor?

Shi Feng liked the pair of drill nails, but he was very reluctant to accept them.

He really didn't want to give Qi Mo hope, but it's just a gift, so...it doesn't matter, right?

There is still shooting tomorrow. Before going to sleep, Shi Feng took off the earrings and put them away carefully. After a while, he turned them out again and sat by the bed to watch carefully.

How can such a small diamond have such a beautiful color?

Even in the dim light of a night light, it shimmers beautifully, making it hard to take your eyes off it.

Shi Feng looked at it, smiled inexplicably, put away the earrings again, wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep.

Qi Mo came to the set very flamboyantly.

The staff moved a chair for him, and Qi Mo sat quietly beside the camera with his legs crossed, drinking water from time to time, and glanced at the shooting situation.

Wherever he went, there were huge crowds, the staff walking around respectfully respected him, and the beautiful young actors also came up one by one.

When Shi Feng was used to crossing the street, he felt that Qi Mo was like a butterfly, but now he realized for the first time that this man's popularity was so good that it was staggering.

Also, Qi Mo was one of the investors in the production of "Black Crow", and Shi Feng only knew about it.

No wonder Wang Gu didn't dare to change him, co-author Shifeng did have the capital to back him up, and with a backer as big as Qi Mo behind him, no one dared to change him...

Rich, capable, and handsome.

"Capitalism covers the sky with one hand..." Shi Feng sighed, and then continued to puff on the cigarette in his hand.

After practicing for a long time to no avail, the young man with messy hair and wrinkled shirt stood there fascinated, the picture is so beautiful.

Then he was invited into the lounge by the little angel Su Ran.

Inside, Qi Mo had been sitting there watching his script for a long time, raised his eyes to Shi Feng, and asked, "Can't you smoke?"

Shi Feng lowered his eyelids, his eyes didn't know where to look, "I never smoked before."

Qi Mo watched him silently for a while, then called him to him, pointed to a place in the script, "I'll do it here for me to read."

Shi Feng sat down and remained silent for more than ten seconds to get emotional.

Then, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and threw the lighter beside him.

He leaned back decadently on the back chair, slightly raised his chin to hold Qi Mo, his eyes were empty, like a bottomless well.

In the 2-minute performance without lines, those expressions seemed to come naturally, as if he himself was in this gloomy state.

Coupled with the blessing of makeup, Shi Feng's whole person is actually somewhat morbidly beautiful with both ends of schizophrenia.

Qi Mo yelled to stop.

"The eyes are right, but the movements are twisted."

Shi Feng heard the words, biting the cigarette lightly with his teeth up and down, "Twist?"

Qi Mo said, "Start again."

Shi Feng resumed his action of lighting a cigarette, and when he was about to throw the lighter, Qi Mo spoke slowly.

Qi Mo gave him tutoring on the spot: "Why does the character smoke at this time, because doing so will make him feel better."

"From igniting to throwing away, you can be clumsy, but you must show the feeling of urgent need, and then take the first breath, then let it go, and gradually slow down."

Shi Feng seemed to understand but did not understand, so he did it again.

"It's the urgency to light a cigarette. When smoking, you have to let go of your spirit and have a slow cycle."

Shi Feng asked him: "What is a big cycle."

Qi Mo said: "Inhale and come out from the nose, which is a small cycle; after inhaling, it goes through the throat, passes through the stomach, and then it circulates through the lungs and exhales again, which is a large cycle."

Qi Mo suddenly reached out to pull his chair, startled Shi Feng, and said, "It's too far away, get closer."

"If you're not sure how slow you want to go, just look at me, I'll let you breathe out, and then blow out the smoke rings."

Shi Feng had no choice but to sit face to face with Qi Mo at a close distance, and took a deep breath while his mind moved slightly.

The taste of nicotine pervades the mouth and stays slowly in the throat.

Then gradually, deeper, deeper, into his lungs.

That feeling made his mind a little psychedelic, as if all the emotions that he couldn't explain clearly had all turned into an unspeakable gas.

A little distracted.

He saw Qi Mo's lips move and he said something.

A certain desire remaining in the body suddenly turned into a burning fire, burning all the internal organs with a bitter and burnt smell.

"Okay." Qi Mo said in a low voice.

Then, the faint white from Shi Feng's lips sprayed out from his nose, blurring Qi Mo's face in just a few seconds.

The smoke was drawn from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feng got a restrained kiss, and when they parted, the lower lip was gently rubbed by the teeth.

"Well done." Qi Mo said in a low voice, "Smart baby."

Shi Feng stared at him, without saying a word.

Looking at each other, he slowly and gently wrapped one hand around Qi Mo's side neck, and then tightened it suddenly: "Are you addicted to kissing?"

Qi Mo laughed, feeling that it had been a long time since Shi Feng flaunted his teeth and claws.

He raised his hands jokingly as a sign of surrender: "How to say, I fell asleep thinking about it last night."

When talking about hooligans, of course the hooligans couldn't beat him, got annoyed and got up and left.

Qi Mo called Su Ran in again.

"That He Manman, after you go back, see how she is with Shifeng's keywords on the Internet."

Su Ran thought for a while, "He Manman? Actually, there's no need to check. Although she doesn't have many fans, she is destined to become a rival with Shi Feng."

Su Ran looks beautiful and innocent on the outside, but her work ability is unexpectedly strong.

As he said that, he took out the ipad he was carrying with him, searched for related super words on Weibo and clicked in.

"Well, it's almost as imagined. They are all scolding Shifeng, and the comments about He Manman are pitiful."

Su Ran passed the ipad to Qi Mo to look at.

He Manman is in a very delicate situation.

It's just that she can't get popular by herself, but when she has something to do with Shi Feng, she becomes hotter.

It was also the news that was hotly discussed on the Internet four years ago, and now the two of them joined the group "Black Crow" together.

Moreover, although her fans are not very viscous, they are widely spread and similar in nature to Internet celebrities.

In other words, maybe the people who eat melons have not reacted so strongly to what happened four years ago, but now that the two have joined the group, in the eyes of the people, He Manman is almost like stepping into the fire pit again.

Su Ran thought about Qi Mo's expression, and asked tentatively, "Boss Qi, do you want to suppress it or...?"

"No need." Qi Mo turned the screen lightly, "The eyes of netizens are not blind, let it ferment naturally."

Thinking about it now, this woman He Manman is really not smart.

There are many ways for Bo to get out of position, but she chose the one that is the most untouchable, and put a label on her head of being raped.

If it were any other female artist, nine out of ten would desperately hide it.

Like she did in the past, she made a lot of publicity and made troubles in the courts. The momentary enthusiasm is there, and the subsequent development can basically see the end, and her reputation and future are ruined.

Su Ran suddenly smiled, "Speaking of which, Shi Feng is really amazing."

He couldn't hide the smile on his lips: "It's been nearly half a year since his comeback, and he's been on... 108 trending searches in total."

Even if it is the kind of brokerage company that specializes in traffic stars, it has never been so frequent to buy headlines for artists. The amount of exposure is not cheap, and it is a huge sum of money in conversion.

Qi Mo is not surprised: "He is black and red, everyone loves to scold when they have nothing to do, and the data is forced to scold him."

The attention of being abused for having two vegetables left over from a meal may not be acceptable to others.

"By the way." Qi Mo remembered something, looked at Su Ran, "Does KK not have your contact information?"

Su Ran's face froze on the spot, hesitantly said: "Ah...?"

"He asked me about you yesterday, and he forgot what he said in a mess." Qi Mo took out his phone and found KK's WeChat, "You can add it, he talks too much, I'm annoying."

Su Ran hesitated, but added it in front of Qi Mo.

The verification application is: Boss Qi asked me to add you.

The other party remained silent.

When He Manman was taking a break, he saw a girl who played a supporting role in the group knitting a sweater.

The wool is not thick, and the woven part looks quite thin. It should be a thin top for spring.

I asked casually and found that she knitted it for her boyfriend.

"This kind of wool is so precious. I knitted one for him last year. He wears it every day and says it's very comfortable to wear."

The expression on He Manman's face was a little distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She stroked the soft wool with her hand for a long time and asked, "Where can I buy it?"

The girl looked at her curiously after hearing the words: "Do you want to weave? I just bought some more here, and I can give them to you."

He Manman blurted out a word of thanks, but when he remembered something, he smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, I won't knit if you give it to me."

The mobile phone in the bag rang, and the little fox pendant dangled when it was taken out.

She saw the name on the screen clearly, held the phone and turned and walked away calmly.

When she walked into the empty bathroom and pressed the switch, her eyes were extremely gentle.

"Anan, what are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything." Anan replied, "I just missed you."

He Manman's fingers slowly rubbed against the phone case, "I miss you too."

"You haven't come to see me for a long time."

"I'm busy these days. When I'm free, I'll go back and see you right away."

"Long Man."

The lover's voice is still warm and pleasant, mixed with some kind of unresolved sigh.

Anan said, I really want to see you.

"Me too." He Manman looked around, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the screen, "I love you, Anan."