Did Zhou Jing retire today?

Because of the rush, Zhou Jing didn't return to the hotel until twelve o'clock in the evening.As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to say loudly: "Guess what?"

Tang Jue was very happy every time he heard Zhou Jing speak Beijing dialect in a decent manner. Hearing this, he quickly put down the script in his hand and acted cooperatively as a joke: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Jing jumped in front of Tang Jue in three steps at a time, took a sip on his lips, and then pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice, "Xu Ze is a marionette."

Tang Jue frowned slightly, and followed Zhou Jing into the bathroom: "How did you know that?"

Squeezing toothpaste, Zhou Jing replied: "At first I thought he wanted to give me a bad shot, so he didn't come to say hello, so I took the initiative to see if it was a shameless male second who brought money into the group to play big names, or he was proactive and generous." A male lead with a high degree of cooperation is ashamed. When I went to say hello, I realized that Xu Ze might not be the sinister villain I imagined."

"An insidious villain can't write sinister on his face, what did he do to make your impression of him turn 180 degrees?" Tang Jue asked curiously, leaning on the washstand.

Zhou Jing didn't answer right away, until he finished brushing his teeth carefully and cleaned up the remaining foam in his mouth, he said, "Seeing me come to say hello, his body movements are very cramped, his attitude is a bit shy, and his tone and expression are a bit strange. Shy. Before shaking hands with me, he even asked the manager for permission, do you think this kind of person is a sinister villain who calculates others?"

"Of course, he is not completely innocent," Zhou Jing squeezed some facial cleanser in his palm, and continued while making bubbles, "Although he did not plan those conspiracies, he must know a thing or two. It's just this People, they have soft ears and no opinions. Being led by the team, they are easily persuaded. One second, I thought I was a good person, and the next second, I became wary of me because of a word or two from others..."

Thinking that Xu Ze's limbs and expression were too tense because of his defense, which affected the shooting, Zhou Jing shook his head amusedly: "It's really not wrong to say that he is a marionette."

"It's hard to imagine that the popular idol is actually a tool man manipulated by the team," Tang Jue couldn't help sighing, "But he probably doesn't feel that he is being manipulated, does he?"

"It should be, and there are very few people surrounded by rainbow farts who can stay awake."

After Zhou Jing washed his face, he was about to take off his clothes and take a bath, when he saw Tang Jue was still leaning on the washstand, looking at him leisurely.

"...I'm going to take a shower."

"En." Tang Jue nodded, but didn't intend to go out.

Zhou Jing glared at him, then pushed the person outside with his backhand: "I told you I'm going to take a bath, why are you still standing here!"

Tang Jue resorted to the kung fu of a thousand catty pendant, carrying it to death, his face was full of shock: "What's wrong with you taking a shower? Can't I watch it?"

"No!" Zhou Jing blushed and pushed hard, "Who knows what will happen if you watch it... It's not the first time!"

"Then shouldn't you cherish it?" Tang Jue yelled unwillingly after being pushed halfway out of the bathroom.

"I cherish my ass! I'm almost exhausted from rushing the schedule recently, just be yourself, Tang Jue!"

"But I'm leaving too soon..." Tang Jue pawed at the door frame pitifully, "You really don't want to keep me?"

"Let's go?" Hearing this word, Zhou Jing immediately let go of his strength, and looked at Tang Jue with a somewhat tangled expression, "Habayashi Guard is going to turn on?"

"No, there is no news at all." Tang Jue leaned against the door frame with a smile.

"Is that a new script?" Zhou Jing's eyes lit up, "What are you talking about? Who is the director?"

Tang Jue didn't answer, but pointed to the bathroom with his chin: "Are you still washing it? Can I see it?"

Zhou Jing looked back, then looked at Tang Jue's sinister smile, thought for a while, gritted his teeth and raised his index finger: "Just once!"

Tang Jue smiled inexplicably, took a step into the bathroom, and closed the door smoothly.

When the two came out of the bathroom, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.Zhou Jing lay limply on the bed, murmuring weakly: "Are you human... are you human..."

Tang Jue lay beside him, propped his head with one hand, and rubbed his waist with the other: "Why am I not human anymore? Didn't you just say it once?"

"Yeah, just once...the pile driver doesn't last as long as you..."

Zhou Jing silently swallowed back her vomited soul, turned her head and asked Tang Jue, "Tell me about your new play, what are you talking about? Who is the director?"

Speaking of the new drama, Tang Jue's eyes lit up obviously, and he lowered his head and kissed Zhou Jing's lips: "Speaking of which, I still want to thank you."

"Thank me?" Zhou Jing was dumbfounded.

"Yeah, because you asked me to wait for Habayashi to wait until May to save time for the next drama, so I asked Shen Shubai and Sun Jiping to re-sign the contract of intent. If Habayashi cannot be turned on by the end of April, it will be automatically terminated." contract."

With that said, Tang Jue picked up the script on the bedside, put it next to Zhou Jing's pillow, and patted it like a child: "It's because of your suggestion that I didn't miss this baby."

Zhou Jing raised her head and glanced at the cover of the script, only to see four words printed on the snow-white cover: My World.

""My World"? A TV series or a movie? How can you rate it so highly? What are you talking about?"

"Movie, tell a story about a mental illness." Tang Jue put the script back on the bedside table, lay down and looked at Zhou Jing and said.

"Crazy? It sounds like a literary film?"

Tang Jue tilted his head and thought for a while: "It doesn't count, it seems that a lot of special effects will be used in the script."

"A story about a neuropathy will use special effects?" Zhou Jing became more interested, turned over and lay on his side, and continued to ask, "Expand and talk about it?"

"Hmm..." Tang Jue organized his words, "The whole plot can be summed up as a neuropathy who acts bravely and becomes a hero. At the beginning of the movie, the male lead fell into a pool of blood. Dig out the identity of the male lead psychopath and his unknown past."

"The whole story is divided into three lines. One line tells the story of the male lead's insanity, one line tells the story of the male lead's unique spiritual world, and the last line is the story of the hero's courageous actions. The last line will be related to the male lead's spiritual world. That line merges, combining the false spiritual world with the real world. A lot of special effects will be used when describing the male protagonist’s spiritual world, showing an absurd but logically self-consistent world of mental patients.”

"That sounds interesting..." Zhou Jing's eyes lit up, "Who is the editor?"

"The screenwriter and director are the same person, a little-known person, you must not know him, Chang Haoran."

"Chang Haoran?" It is true that such a person cannot be found among the famous directors nowadays. Zhou Jing said hesitantly, "Are you a newcomer? The script is indeed very exciting, but the screenwriter is the screenwriter, and the director is the director. Are you sure he can write this script?" Can you capture the wonderful parts of it?"

"I was a little hesitant at first, but I couldn't stand the script, it was so exciting, Mr. Huo also said let me try it, even if it is to fill the blank schedule."

"What Huo Lao said?" Zhou Jing once followed Tang Jue to visit Huo Qifang, and he admired this old man who is not active in the entertainment circle, but has a good hand and eyes. "How did Huo Lao know about this drama? Could it be that this drama is Huo Lao Introduced to you?"

"Smart," Tang Jue raised his hand and pinched Zhou Jing's cheek, "This script participated in the domestic original script incubation competition led by Mr. Huo, and received financial support including Huameng and Matrix. It was about to start, In the end, I starred in drunk driving, and Mr. Huo asked me if I was interested."

"This Chang Haoran is indeed not well-known, but he is not considered a newcomer. He has worked for many directors before, from photography to assistant director. He has quite a lot of experience, but he has never directed independently."

But directing independently is much more difficult than being responsible for only a part of the work... Zhou Jing swallowed her worries and said with a smile: "That's good."

Tang Jue has already decided to take over the show, and he has repeatedly expressed his worries that not only cannot solve the problem, but will also affect his state.At this time, just close your eyes and support.

"Then when are you leaving?"

"tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!" Zhou Jing's eyes widened, "So soon?"

"I can't help it, people from the first crew are waiting," Tang Jue said with a slight smile, raised his hand and pinched Zhou Jing's nose, "What? Can't bear to part with my brother?"

Really reluctant.Although he knew that he would definitely join the group after accepting the play, Zhou Jing never expected that Tang Jue would leave tomorrow, leaving no buffer time for him.

"This is too fast..." Zhou Jing murmured, his tone sounded a little aggrieved for no reason.

Hearing these words, Tang Jue's heart twitched fiercely, and he stretched out his hand to hug Zhou Jing into his arms.

Zhou Jing hugged Tang Jue with her backhand, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and said sullenly after a while: "You must call often."

"it is good."

"Video if you have the chance."

"Ah."

"I'll see you when I'm done shooting here."

"Okay," Tang Jue tilted his head and kissed Zhou Jing's ear, whispering like a sigh, "I'll wait for you."