The movie king always forced me to be responsible for him

When An Jie is not filming, he always sits quietly in the corner. He is so well-behaved that it is completely different from his demeanor on stage.

He was either reading the script quietly, or he was staring at Zhuang Yao.

If Zhuang Yao could respond to him, An Jie's blank eyes would be like turning on a light switch, instantly filled with starlight.

The role of the mountain ghost is not rare. An Jie did not have the opportunity to be familiar with the script before as a temporary rescuer, so he must first be familiar with the script before shooting.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Fortunately, An Jie has a talent for acting. Director Huang Quan carefully helped him dig out the emotions and details of the day, and he was praised by Director Huang Quan for the first filming.

Jiang Liancheng pursed his lips and stood beside Huang Quan, with displeasure written all over his face.

Huang Quan laughed, "Lian Cheng, I think this session of "Singing and Dancing Trainee" should be renamed."

Jiang Liancheng frowned, staring fixedly at the inside of the shed, expressing that he didn't want to talk to Director Huang Quan.

Huang Quan didn't care, and asked himself and answered: "It should be changed to "Actor Trainee". This program is to find actors for me, haha."

Jiang Liancheng was a little impatient, "Have you finished?"

Huang Quan stopped laughing, "By the way, I forgot the business. You said you want to delete the scene? Which scene?"

After a long time, Director Huang Quan also saw that Jiang Liancheng had already appeared in the play. Although it was a little strange, he attributed this to Jiang Liancheng's six-year absence from acting, and he was not too curious.

Jiang Liancheng: "Delete the hot spring scene."

Huang Quan's hand holding the script suddenly tightened, and Yuanyuan's big head instantly turned to point at Jiang Liancheng: "That's one of the few sex scenes!"

Jiang Liancheng lowered his eyes and said "Oh" lightly, "I haven't said it yet, so let's delete the few remaining sex scenes as well."

He paused, and then added: "You don't need to tell Zhuang Yao, I'll tell him when it's filmed."

Director Huang Quan had a headache: "I need to change the script to delete the bed scene."

Jiang Liancheng: "That's why I told you so early to give you enough time to change the script. Director Huang, although I haven't been in the entertainment industry for many years, I know the direction of the entertainment industry. Now that the country has policies, sex scenes like this are very sad. Even if it is filmed, it will face the consequences of being cut. Instead of cutting the film to pieces, it is better to change the content in advance.”

Huang Quan:? ? ?

Wait, why do these words sound so familiar?

Isn't that what he said to persuade Jiang Liancheng when he changed the script?

When he wanted to delete the sex scene, who swore that "it doesn't matter, only when there is controversy can there be a breakthrough"?This is the result?

Huang Quan: "It's okay to change the script..." It's not easy to change.

Jiang Liancheng slowly took out a check from his pocket and handed it over: "Although it is for the sake of the film's final effect, it is a secondary processing of the script after all. I feel a little sorry for making you suffer. This is my little care."

Huang Quan took the check and changed the topic, "It's no problem, you can change it however you want."

You have money, you have the final say.

Don't talk about changing the script, just rewrite it!

Jiang Liancheng kept his eyes on Zhuang Yao. He saw An Jie walking towards Zhuang Yao, and frowned indistinctly: "It doesn't matter how you change it. The important thing is not to let Zhuang Yao know about changing the script too early."

Huang Quan: "Of course there is no problem."

"famous."

Zhuang Yao looked at An Jie standing in front of him suspiciously, "What did you say?"

An Jie raised his arm, stretched out his finger and pointed to his cheek, "You are blushing."

"Oh," Zhuang Yao finally understood what An Jie was talking about. He cupped his hands and touched his face, "It's freezing, it's too cold in the north, I'm almost turning red from the plateau."

An Jie: "Gaoyuanhong is also pretty, you look good in any way."

Zhuang Yao:? ? ?

Is he getting rainbow farts?

Zhuang Yao was a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, didn't you say you were going to the Berlin Conservatory? Why did you come here to shoot?"

An Jie was silent for two seconds, then pointed to the seat next to Zhuang Yao: "Can I sit down?"

It was only then that Zhuang Yao realized that An Jie had been standing in front of him. Sometimes assistants or staff would just stand and say a few words when they came to explain things. He was also used to not giving up his seat.

Realizing that he had neglected An Jie, Zhuang Yao hurriedly moved aside, "Come, sit down."

An Jie sat down beside Zhuang Yao, put his hands on his legs in a regular manner, and answered Zhuang Yao's question very seriously: "The Berlin Conservatory will not open until October next year."

Zhuang Yao was a little strange: "Then why did you announce your temporary departure so early? Although further study is a good thing, it seems that a long gap is not conducive to career development. Especially in the fast-changing environment of the entertainment industry, let alone two years , Even if there is no work for half a year, it may be forgotten by the public.”

There was some warmth on An Jie's indifferent face. He turned to look at Zhuang Yao, with a smile in his eyes, "Thank you for your concern. You are so kind. Not only are you good-looking, but you are also kind-hearted."

Zhuang Yao:? ? ?

What did I say about me?

Rainbow farts a little too much, bro.

"Yeah, you're so kind." A deep voice sounded, and before Zhuang Yao could react, a glass of drink was stuffed into his hand.

The drink was warm, and Zhuang Yao knew who it was without looking up. He skillfully pulled out a Mazara from under the stool and opened it to the side, "What is this?"

Jiang Liancheng sat down naturally, "Taste the drink specially prepared for you."

Zhuang Yao didn't think much, took a sip with the straw.

Immediately, a burst of strong sour taste filled the whole mouth, and Zhuang Yao's whole face wrinkled into a ball uncontrollably.

A mouthful of saliva was secreted from his mouth, Zhuang Yao's whole body trembled sourly, and he completely lost his expression control.

He stuck out his tongue and put the drink aside, "Is this going to grab the lemon field? Who is going to be sour."

Jiang Liancheng glanced at Zhuang Yao, "Are you sour?"

Zhuang Yao rubbed his face with both hands, feeling his whole body was stiff, "Super sour!"

Jiang Liancheng: "Sour is right, I carefully prepared it for you."

Zhuang Yao: ...

There are three letters I don't know when to speak or not.

Jiang Liancheng: "Your acting skills in the early stage are remarkable, but although your character Nian Bu is a cruel boy, being cool does not mean being expressionless. Drinking a glass of concentrated sour bayberry juice can help you activate facial cells, which is even better. accurately shape the detailed movements.”

Zhuang Yao hesitated: "Really?"

Jiang Liancheng nodded seriously: "Really."

Zhuang Yao: ...

He always thought it was fake, but he had no proof.

It's been almost a month since we started shooting, and you just remembered to activate my facial cells?

Liar hello!

Zhuang Yao held the sour lemonade in front of Jiang Liancheng with both hands, "Since you have said so, why don't you come and activate the facial cells?"

Jiang Liancheng froze, and glanced at An Jie beside Zhuang Yao, only to find that An Jie was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Jiang Liancheng frowned, "No need, I'm already sore."

Zhuang Yao: Huh?

Jiang Liancheng: "I mean, I've already drunk it."

Although Zhuang Yao didn't believe it very much, he still didn't force Jiang Liancheng any more.

He put the lemonade aside at first, but when he turned his head and saw the package of the lemonade, he immediately recalled the sour and refreshing taste just now, and his body couldn't help but react accordingly, it shouldn't be too irritating.

Unable to bear the feeling of salivating all the time, Zhuang Yao simply stuffed the lemonade under the bench, out of sight.

Jiang Liancheng watched Zhuang Yao's movements with a slight smile, and glanced at An Jie out of the corner of his eye, only to find that An Jie was still looking at him.

Jiang Liancheng: "Is there something on my face?"

An Jie took a breath: "I've seen you."

Zhuang Yao turned his head: "Ordinary people should have seen him."

An Jie paused for two seconds, then shook his head, "No, it wasn't on TV, but I saw it abroad."

His eyes were full of inquiry and discussion: "Do you remember me? We have met before, you should think about it again."

Jiang Liancheng stared at An Jie's face seriously for two seconds.

Suddenly a picture flashed in his mind, the white wall, the expression of confusion and helplessness.

In an instant, Jiang Liancheng stood up suddenly, startling Zhuang Yao beside him.

Zhuang Yao looked over, and saw that Jiang Liancheng, who was still fine just now, was pale, and his dark eyes were calm, with a deathly silence.

He looked at An Jie coldly, and said in an almost threatening tone: "No, you haven't seen it."

An Jie paused for a few seconds, then pulled his eyes away from Jiang Liancheng's gaze and turned to look at the ground in front of him.

A few seconds later, An Jie seemed to have just come back to his senses. He stared at the ground and nodded, "Yes, I remembered wrongly. I haven't seen you before."

Jiang Liancheng's expressionless face was expressionless, and he nodded after receiving An Jie's answer: "Well, yes, you remember wrongly."

After saying this, he turned and left, even ignoring Zhuang Yao beside him.

Zhuang Yao looked at Jiang Liancheng looking a little lost, stood up and wanted to chase him, but remembered something, and sat back down again.

He vaguely grasped something in his mind, but he always felt that there was some clue that wanted to sneak away.

foreign?seen?

Berlin Conservatory?

foreign?Berlin?Germany?

!!!

A flash of light suddenly flashed through Zhuang Yao's mind, and everything seemed to clear away the clouds and mist.

He turned his head to look at An Jie beside him, slowed down his trembling voice and asked, "Did you meet him in Berlin, Germany?"

An Jie raised his head suddenly, his eyes were already flushed, "You know?"

Zhuang Yao thought for a while, then nodded lightly and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Well, I know, are you there too?"

An Jie nodded vigorously, and lowered his voice: "Sorry, I shouldn't have peeked at him for treatment, but I couldn't hold back."

treatment.

An Jie really knew!

Zhuang Yao suppressed his eagerness and asked slowly, "Why are you there?"

An Jie: "I suffer from depression. Dr. Liang is the leading psychiatrist there. I used to treat my illness."

Another familiar yet unfamiliar name came out, and Zhuang Yao almost jumped up from his seat.

Dr. Liang, Dr. Liang.

It has been a long time since I saw that message, but Zhuang Yao clearly remembered every word and punctuation mark in it.

Isn't the sender of that text message Dr. Liang? !

Dr. Liang is a psychiatrist, An Jie is for treatment for depression, what about Jiang Liancheng?

He is also depressed?

No, he shouldn't be, so what's his?

Zhuang Yao looked at An Jie, who had always had a calm expression and didn't like socializing, and realized that he was suffering from depression.

At that moment, his concern was chaotic. He only thought about Jiang Liancheng's illness, but he forgot how much courage it took An Jie as a patient to speak out about his illness.

Zhuang Yao raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Then is your illness cured?"

An Jie smiled softly, "It wasn't very good before, but it's much better now."

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