After I dressed as a tool man, I became popular

After listening to Director Jian's arrangement, Bai Tang nodded calmly. Director Jian would let him act in the first scene, one is to see how his acting skills are, and the other is to let others know, It is important to recognize him as the hero.

In the first scene, the male protagonist Gu Ling fainted in school and was sent to the hospital. He woke up weakly on the hospital bed, heard the conversation between the doctor and his parents outside, and knew that he might not survive to become an adult.

This scene does not require any movement, the whole scene is lying on the hospital bed, but the changes in emotions must be controlled in place, this is a scene that does not have many lines and is performed entirely by expressions.

The image of Baitang itself matches the Gu Ling in the novel, thin, good-looking, soft and waxy, looks extremely harmless, and makes people full of protective desire.

This weak image has been with Gu Ling until he became the strongest among humans and aliens. Although his body and strength have been continuously strengthened due to the mutation of his blood, his sickly and weak appearance cannot be changed no matter what.

It is precisely because of his sick and weak appearance that other people will associate him with the weak. Although he has turned the tide countless times, killed mutant creatures, and saved his companions and humans, he is still placed in the scope of protection by his companions inside.

"Hey, Tangtang, your skin is very good." The makeup artist sighed a little while applying the base makeup on Baitang.

Baitang's foundation is good, so he doesn't need much trimming, just use a whiter foundation, and a little trimming to make him look more sickly.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful lip color needs to be covered up." The makeup artist covered Baitang's lip color with foundation, and his face was full of pity.

Bai Tang looked at himself in the mirror, and seemed to see him in a trance when he just entered this body and saw the mirror for the first time.

At that time, he had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was pale, his body was thin, and his lips were so dull.

It turns out that in almost a year, has he changed so much?

"Okay, go and change your clothes." The makeup artist applied a light-colored lip gloss to Bai Tang, patted him on the shoulder, and asked him to try on clothes.

Baitang came back to his senses, thanked the makeup artist with a smile, and then took the hospital gown to the changing room next to him to change.

The hospital gowns are ordinary blue and white stripes, but Baitang feels very different after wearing them.

"Hiss, Tangtang, you look like this, I really want to spoil you!" The makeup artist covered her face and looked at Baitang secretly.

The hospital gown was a bit loose, and the white pond was even thinner against it.The slightly longer black hair stuck to the slender fair neck and fell into the collar, and the delicate collarbone loomed with his movements.

The sleeves of the hospital gown were too long, and he rolled them up. On the two thin arms, light blue blood vessels could be seen.

The trouser legs were also rolled up, exposing his ankles, but it was a pity that he was wearing plush slippers, so he couldn't see what those feet looked like.

The make-up artist walked up to Baitang shyly. Although the make-up artist said that before, there was no desire in his expression, only shyness and a little excitement.

Makeup artist: "You put your arms up next to your face."

Bai Tang obeyed, the makeup artist looked at Bai Tang's face after makeup, then at his arm, and nodded.

"It's rare to be as healthy and fair as you. You should wear makeup on all your exposed skin."

After the makeup artist finished speaking, she took the foundation and powdered Baitang's arms, hands, and feet.

"But it's just the makeup that needs to be done like this at the beginning, and it won't be needed later." Seeing that Bai Tang was a little uncomfortable, the makeup artist reassured him.

Baitang blinked. This is true. After Gu Ling got the blood of the mutated creature, although his face still looked weak, his body wrapped under the clothes had undergone great changes.

After putting on his makeup, Baitang planned to go out in the thin hospital gown. Qin Youchuan, who was at the side, put a military overcoat on Baitang with a dark face.

Qin Youchuan glared at Baitang, and preached like an old lady: "It's the cold spring time, go out with so little clothes, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

"Fortunately, I picked a large military coat, which can be wrapped from head to toe, otherwise the wind would blow my ankles and it would be so cold."

"Young people should take good care of their bodies, don't take them lightly when they are young, and be careful of the diseases of old age."

Qin Youchuan babbled, and Baitang listened to his lecture with a guilty conscience. Didn't he accidentally drift away because of his constant temperature buff? He will pay attention, he must pay attention!

"What are you nagging about? You're like an old lady." Director Jian was impatient when he heard Qin Youchuan's nagging.

Qin Youchuan's mouth twitched after hearing Director Jian's evaluation of him, forget it, an old lady is an old lady, as long as her cubs are good, it doesn't matter what being an old lady is.

"Take off your military coat and let me see how you look." Director Jian no longer looked at Qin Youchuan, but turned his stern eyes on Baitang.

Bai Tang took off his military coat obediently, just when a gust of cold wind blew over, although it wasn't cold, Bai Tang was still shivered by the stimulation.

"Hurry up and put it on! Don't catch a cold!" Jian Dao grimaced, looked down at Baitang's ankle, and couldn't help but said, "I don't know how to wear thicker socks, what to do if they get cold."

Baitang: "..."

Qin Youchuan: "..." Isn't there an old lady here?

"Old Jane, this is a summer show." The assistant director reminded him from the side.

Director Jian finally came to his senses, he looked at Baitang who was shivering in the cold wind (Baitang: I didn't shake!), don't be so cold after a scene with this small body.

"Go, put some hand warmers under the quilt of the hospital bed." Director Jian directed the field affairs.

While waiting for the other actors to take their seats, Baitang was already lying on the hospital bed, nestled in a warm quilt, listening to Director Jian's lecture.

The crew has a dedicated stage builder, so they don't need to go to the hospital to rent a venue just because of a scene.

Some main props, such as hospital beds, need physical objects, while others, such as backgrounds, can rely entirely on stage builders.

"The first rule, the first time, start!" Director Jian said, and all the actors got into the mood.

This is a spacious and bright three-person ward, and only the bed near the window is occupied by patients.

It was time for the scorching heat, and the cry of cicadas came from outside the window, which disturbed the young man on the hospital bed.

The boy's black hair stuck to his pale face, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed tightly, and his curled eyelashes were constantly trembling.

It should be very uncomfortable, his white and peeling mouth was slightly opened, trying to suck in the air.

His left hand was placed outside the quilt, and the back of his hand with hanging pins was blue, making him look even weaker and pitiful.

Finally, he struggled out of the uncomfortable drowsiness, his black eyes were full of confusion and fog, looked at the familiar white in front of him, and blinked his sore eyes.

Physiological tears fell, and the bewilderment and bewilderment in his eyes quickly faded away.

He's in the hospital again!

The young man, that is, Gu Ling looked around in a low mood, it seemed that he was going to release the white sheep's pigeons again.

There was disappointment and worry in those beautiful eyes, as well as a trace of loneliness and longing.

He struggled to sit up, but this time he seemed so ill that he had no strength at all.

"Doctor, how is our Lingling?" A vague voice came from outside the ward.

Gu Ling's movements stopped, he turned his head and looked outside the ward, with a look of hope on his face.

Would be good news, right?His mother told him before that his condition is improving, and as long as he works hard to cooperate with the treatment, he can also get better.

"Sorry, the patient's condition has deteriorated again, and multiple organs in his body are failing..."

Gu Ling didn't hear the latter words, and the expression of hope on his face hadn't faded away, but he was tainted with panic, dazed and disbelief.

Why can't he understand what the doctor is saying?Isn't he already recovering?how come……

Because he was too shocked, Gu Ling's expression was a little blank, he stared blankly at the direction of the door, and clenched his lower lip.

He heard his mother crying, and his father comforted his mother with a choked voice, and asked the doctor if there was any cure.

But the doctor regretfully told them that there was no other way, and gave an ultimatum to his life.

Hearing that the doctor said that he would not live to be 18 years old, the last light in Gu Ling's eyes was also shattered, he curled up with difficulty, he couldn't accept such bad news for a while.

He was crying silently, and his parents outside the door were also crying, and they were even more broken than him.

In fact, Gu Ling was a little clear about his physical condition, and guessed a lot from the expressions of his parents, but if they didn't tell him, he was happy to pretend to be confused, and kept struggling with the hope that he could survive.

Now that he knew the truth, although he was sad and desperate, it didn't make him collapse, because he knew that his parents still needed him.

After crying in bed for a while, he restrained his emotions and returned to the good boy who was full of hope for the future, loved to laugh, and was sensible and obedient.

Mom and Dad hope that he can live strong, so he will work hard to live longer, maybe there will be a miracle?

He got out of the quilt, turned his head and looked at the mirror on the bedside, and after making sure that he couldn't see that he had cried, he smiled brightly, warm like a little sun, but with a bit of a sad smile.

Hearing the sound of the doorknob being twisted, Gu Ling lay down in panic, pretending to be still asleep.

The footsteps of his mother and father seemed to be much heavier, which made Gu Ling clenched his hands under the quilt sadly.

"Lingling, the doctor said that your condition has improved, and you will recover soon if you persist in the treatment."

Mother gently wiped his forehead with a towel, and then gently squeezed his cold left hand from the infusion.Her voice is gentle and firm, full of joy and optimism, but trembling and nasal in subtle ways.

"Let's work harder, it will get better, Lingling will not be afraid." Papa Gu also optimistically encouraged his son on the hospital bed.

The two talked for a long time beside the hospital bed, and Gu Ling didn't open his eyes until they had something to leave.

"I will." Gu Ling's voice was hoarse, but extremely firm and serious, "I will live well until the end."

Gu Ling smiled, this time, the sadness was gone in his smile, only tenderness and nostalgia remained.

"Cut! Pass!" Director Jian stared at the camera, very satisfied with Baitang's performance.

At this time, the people who had been watching began to talk, and some of them were more emotional, and the corners of their eyes were moist.