before he became popular

Watching the video again, the feeling is very different from what I was there at the time.Seeing the host mention playing the note game, Lu Manchen's ears were still red with embarrassment, watching himself and Zhan Qing playing the game from a third perspective... there is no one, right?

The perspective of the stage framed everyone in the frame, and he saw himself squeezed in between Zhan Qing and another actor. It was too stupid, did the audience see it so clearly? !Fortunately, not many people watched the video.

Then looking back, the note was quickly passed to my mouth, and I saw myself grinning to accept it, so don't be too grim.

Is he still surrounding Zhan Qing? !

Why did he do such a stupid thing at that time! ! !

Terrible, it really depends on the reaction of one's own activities to the extent of social death.

The video showed the scene of Zhan Qing coming up to pick up his note. He held his breath, as if he had returned to the event site, nervously waiting for Zhan Qing to come over.

When Zhan Qing was within a millimeter of him, he subconsciously pressed pause with the hand holding the tablet.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

too close too close! ! !

Lu Manchen rolled all over the bed shyly and excitedly.

After adjusting his mood, he continued to watch the recording. Sure enough, the stage camera did not capture the note that Zhan Qing took from his mouth. It was blocked by the microphone, and only the chins of the two were exposed.

Lu Manchen closed his eyes and recalled, under the cover of the microphone, did Zhan Qing really have his lips in his mouth, and even tugged slightly.

He felt that his memory was going to be confused, it was all imaginary.

Seeing this, the barrage on the screen suddenly increased.

All of them [Ah ah ah ah]

[Is it here! ! ! 】

[There is something we can't see! ! ! 】

It was Lu Manchen's heartfelt words.

Let him have an impulse to like all these sincere comments.

There is also a more prominent barrage [Look carefully at 46 minutes and 53 seconds! ! ! 】

He silently adjusted the double speed, changed to 0.5 times speed, rewinded and watched it again.

Frame by frame.

In the video, Zhan Qing walked forward step by step, put one hand on the side of his face, and held the microphone in the other hand to block his side face facing the audience.

He closed his eyes slightly, and raised his chin slightly.Lu Manchen looked carefully, Zhan Qing's Adam's apple slid up and down in the gap where the microphone was not completely covered, and then the corner of his own lips bounced back for a moment.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

It wasn't his illusion, Zhan Qing really bit him.

God, I'm dying! ! !

Lu Manchen went back and re-swiped repeatedly, trying to replace the scene at that time, his face was flushed.

He can't sleep anymore! ! !Also let people sleep! ! !

He wants to scream, too! ! !

In the next few days, an actor's schedule was about to run out, and the crew could only hurry to arrange other actors and his counterparts to play within his limited time.

Lu Manchen has been working with this actor for the past few days, and he hasn't seen Zhan Qing for several days. He has also been shooting locations during this period, leaving early and returning late.

"Card—" the director yelled.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly relaxed, and the group performers went to the side and sat down to fan the wind. It was too hot, and their clothes were almost wet.

"Bring the air-conditioning pipe in a little bit more." The actor on the scene shouted, "People... are going to be steamed."

Everyone sat around the air outlet.

There are billions of points to enjoy.

The director came over and sat on the empty chair next to Lu Manchen, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Take a break, and take another one later."

Lu Manchen tugged on the sweaty sweater on his body, a little puzzled, "Where...need to be adjusted...?"

The director Si melancholy said: "The eyes, the eyes should be more vicious, so that people will feel fear!"

Lu Manchen nodded and blinked his eyes: "A little bit more vicious?"

The director said: "Yes, I will give you a close-up of your face, and your eyes will be sharper, and you want the eyes that don't look like Yang Jian."

"It's not Yang Jian's eyes." Lu Manchen pondered for a moment, laughed, and continued: "Then I'll brew it up and find out how I feel."

The director nodded, sat with him and enjoyed the cool breeze for a while, and then left.

Lu Manchen took the script in his hand and read it line by line carefully. This is a group play, but he occupies a larger area. According to the direction of the whole script, this should be his first time in front of the audience. Showing a completely different side from the gentle and elegant image in the front, how pure and harmless the front is, how decisive and ruthless it must be here, like a ghost in the underworld.

Dogs that bite people don’t bark, and vicious ghosts don’t rely on their ferocious appearance to scare people. It should make people feel the existence of coldness and fear from the bottom of their bones, and the only thing that can express it most is a pair of eyes. Only the eyes are the most expressive.

"Give me another minute, hurry up and get ready, everyone takes their places!"

The director sat in front of the machine, ready to start at any time.

"start--"

Lu Manchen sat in the first place, and all the boys below him knelt down. He was reclining on the wooden chair, with a smile on his lips, his eyes flashed across the kneeling people, and the corners of his reddish eyes held coldness.

His slender fingers flicked back and forth among the crowd, and he selected a trembling kneeling person.

He waved his hand, bared a smile, and said in a gentle tone, "What are you doing kneeling? It's cold on the ground..."

The kneeling person below lowered his head even lower, almost touching the ground.

He paced up to them, walking in front of them step by step, "patta, patta" in line with the silent environment around him, as if he was walking in their hearts step by step.

The heart mentioned the throat.

He lifted the chin of the person he had chosen before, forcing him to raise his head and put it next to his ear, "Do you...do you want to live?"

The question was naive.

The man was lifted up with his soft heels pressed against his chin, his whole body trembling like a sieve.

"Forgive, forgive, forgive, master."

"Oh~" Lu Manchen stood in front of him and turned around, looked down at him contemptuously, and said casually, "Tell me... how can I spare you..."

The man was trembling and about to speak, Lu Manchen raised his chin with his hand, and pinched his fingers down, lifting him into the air.

"Tsk... I don't want to hear it anymore..." Lu Manchen watched his face turn blue and was about to give him the final blow, his eyes looked at the camera that was about to close up his face, and he glanced back to see Zhan Qing She leaned against the wall with her hands folded and looked at him.

Lu Manchen was stunned for a moment, and his resolute eyes suddenly softened.

"Stop-stop--" the director shouted angrily.

"Lu Manchen, what's the matter with you? What kind of eyes are you looking at the camera?! You want to kill people, not relatives!!! What are you doing! This is!!!"

It's no wonder that the director rarely scolded him.

The main reason is that the atmosphere created earlier was so good. Through the camera, without adding background music, he could feel the sense of aura. The actors were all in good condition, and Lu Manchen also directly conveyed the moody and sinister feeling Performed to the fullest.

This state of perfect performance is rare.

Now because of the mistake in the last shot, the emotions are suddenly interrupted, and then the scene will be brewed from the beginning again, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive! ! !

After roaring wildly, the director let out a sigh of relief.

Walking up to Lu Manchen, he snorted, gritted his teeth and said, "Come back later, brew it for me! Brew it! Good mood!!!"

"Hmm..." Lu Manchen nodded straight, his face was flushed, beads of sweat kept rolling from his forehead, he pursed his lips, bowed to the director, and bowed to the other actors, Bending down, I didn't get up for a long time.

It was indeed his mistake.

The director sighed, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and finally softened his tone, "Take a rest first..."

After scrapping so many lenses, this one is not bad...

Lu Manchen bent over, slowly adjusted his emotions, and subconsciously grabbed the fabric of his knees, not daring to turn his head to look at Zhan Qing.

How could he be here?

Why is he here now?

Such a shameful scene was seen by him!

Lu Manchen's eyes were inexplicably red, and he didn't dare to look up at him.

He randomly chose a small place to sit down, drooping his head, to ease his emotions.

Someone approached, and footsteps sounded behind her.

"Crying? You don't even dare to look at me."

Lu Manchen was spanked and swayed from side to side.

"Why are you here?" Lu Manchen covered his eyes with his face sideways, looking at Zhan Qing through his fingers.

Zhan Qing immediately moved closer to look at him, flicked his hand in front of his eyes, teased him with a smile, "Teacher Lu, are you really crying?"

Lu Manchen: "...No, why do you think you are here?" He was so distracted in the crucial scene that he couldn't bear to give him a slap in the face, even if it was through a screen and the crowd.

"I'm done with the exterior filming, so I'll come here...to have a look." Zhan Qing chuckled, "I didn't expect to see someone... scolded."

Lu Manchen: "..." It's not your fault.

There was only a short break, and the scenes they rehearsed were very tense. The person whose neck was pinched by Lu Manchen just now was the one whose schedule was up. Grind for a while.

The director saw the two of them sitting here, walked over to sit next to Zhan Qing, but looked at Lu Manchen and said, "Get ready, start shooting right away."

Zhan Qing didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "I haven't rested for a while yet!"

The director glanced at him and said coldly, "What are you doing here, go back to your hotel and rest."

Zhan Qing: "Hey, I won't, I just come here to play..."

The director was speechless.

Looking back and forth between the two of them, he stared at Lu Manchen and said, "Did you just look at him?"

Lu Manchen immediately shook his blushing face, "No, no."

I never wanted to kiss him! ! !