before he became popular

This kind of midsummer is really unbearably hot. If we shoot in the middle of the night, the temperature will be much cooler. Everyone is used to staying up late, and they didn’t say it was unbearable. On the contrary, after the temperature dropped, the feeling of filming became even better. better.

Because this night scene is going to be filmed, there will be no rehearsals for the next morning. After filming the night scene, I will have time to rest tomorrow morning.

Lu Manchen lay on the sofa and deliberately didn't think about what he had or didn't have. He just concentrated on resting. After today's night, he can exchange for a big sleep tomorrow morning. It's really a profitable business.

After all, if he is not filming, he also has to stay up late playing e-sports.

The same is killing time, but you can stay in bed tomorrow!

Simply not too beautiful! ! !

In the past few days since filming started, it is rare for me to be able to sleep until the sun rises.

The person lying on the sofa was beautiful, and the phone buzzed in the crack of the sofa.

Lu Manchen stretched out two fingers to pinch the phone out, and the screen automatically lit up: Teacher Lu, please come to the dressing room.

It's a text message from the staff.

Tonight's night scene is a real scene outside the shed, in a small artificially transplanted grove.

On the contrary, it is not very far from their hotel.

The moment Lu Manchen saw the text message, he frowned, the migrant worker was going to work.

He straightened his crumpled clothes, and went out without looking for the little assistant who had gone somewhere.

When I got off the elevator and walked to the dressing room, I didn't meet Zhan Qing along the way.

Lu Manchen was a little surprised, why did Mr. Zhan move so fast!

He sat down on the stool, looked around but didn't see Zhan Qing, "Then what... Brother Li, isn't Teacher Zhan here yet..."

The teacher who made up also looked around: "...he's on his way."

Lu Manchen's makeup is quite easy to put on, it's very white in itself, there's nothing to be powdered, just put on the makeup effects that connect to the plot, it doesn't take much time, only about ten minutes.I didn't take off the headgear, just combed it a little.

After everything was done, Lu Manchen looked at the vacant space next to him, and subconsciously said, "...isn't Teacher Zhan here yet?"

"I don't know. I've called several times but no one answered. I've already sent someone to see it." The makeup artist didn't know what was going on, "Maybe he's on the way, wait a minute."

Lu Manchen was a little dizzy from the lights in the dressing room: "My side is almost here, let me go and have a look."

"I've already sent someone to go. You still have costumes on your side. The director will call you later, so it's not easy to deal with." The makeup artist blocked Manchen on the way back to the hotel, and half-pushed him to sit down. Said, "It's just a matter of a while, I have already called someone, and I will know immediately when there is news. Sometimes it is common to be late for a show by a minute and a half, and there will always be times when people are caught up in urgent matters, eh, What happened to Teacher Lu today, why have you been watching whether Teacher Zhan will come or not?"

"It's true. Usually, Mr. Zhan always comes earlier than you. Today, you will be the first, so you can't get used to it all of a sudden?" In terms of time, the winners and losers, the two arrived at the front and back several times, and every time Mr. Zhan took such a small step, today you finally came early today, and you won once, why are you worried again. Oops... ...Our Teacher Lu is really..."

The makeup artist said, bowing her head and laughing.

He said it was true.The two big men always have an inexplicable desire to win or lose in time.

No one is willing to be one step late, so they are scrambling to be the first to come to Dangdang.

And every time he takes a step at night, either when he just entered the door, Teacher Zhan took a big step in from the back and took a small step faster than him, or when he was out of breath, Teacher Zhan was already looking at him up.

Speaking of which, he really always arrived later than Teacher Zhan, and he lost to the end.

But today, he always felt that something was wrong, even if it was a while at night, it wouldn't be the case, his side was ready, and he hadn't seen anyone yet.

Lu Manchen sat on his seat and bowed his head to think for a moment: "I'd better make a call, I haven't seen him come so late."

The makeup artist laughed dumbly: "Okay, okay, you are really worried about Mr. Zhan, if you are really worried, just make a phone call, so that you won't have to sit here and feel uneasy."

Lu Manchen fiddled with his phone a few times, found out Zhan Qing's number, and broadcast it.

The makeup artist glanced at the interface, and noted that it was still "Senior Zhan", he is really a sincere child!

It rang several times, but no one answered.

Lu Manchen gripped the phone tightly.

He also knew that maybe it was just something that stumped Zhan Qing, and this was already calling him on his behalf. Naturally, there would be a special person to contact such a matter, and it was never his turn to take care of it.

But what if it wasn't tripped?

What if something happened to him?

If he doesn't make this phone call, he doesn't feel at ease!

Why am I so worried about Zhan Qing.

Subconsciously recalling what he said before casually doubting himself, he really likes Zhan Qing, right?

What he is doing now really deviates from the duty of a junior and the duty of an actor.

too weird.

In the teams he was in before, whether it was playing the heroine he loves all his life or the old senior who treated him so well in the play, he never cared so much about a single person, not only in the play, but extended to life.

The beeps that no one answered kept ringing in Lu Manchen's ears, and his heart jumped up, the feeling of suffocation in his heart made him feel scared.

If no one answered the three-way call, he might have gone straight to Zhan Qing's residence regardless of the make-up artist's stop.

Fortunately, after several rings, someone answered.

There was light and shallow breathing from the opposite side, but no word was said.

Fearing that Zhan Qing's patience would run out, Lu Manchen hesitated and called into the phone, "Teacher Zhan?"

The breathing on the other side suddenly became heavier, and a somewhat hesitant voice came over.

After a while, the other person said: "Lu Manchen?"

"Mr. Zhan... I'm Lu Manchen, I see you haven't yet..." Lu Manchen quickly calmed down his messy thoughts, while stuttering to explain why he made such a phone call.

Wait until he finally finished what he was about to say.

Zhan Qing replied slowly, "I have something to do here. I told the director. I arrived half an hour late. I forgot to tell you. I asked you to wait."

"It's all right, then I'll go and see you." Fearing that Zhan Qing would disagree, he immediately said, "I've got all my makeup ready, and I'll be here soon."

After finishing speaking, he felt that he was being too abrupt, and immediately added politely: "Is it convenient for you? Can I come over?"

Rao, no matter how many emotional dramas Zhan Qing has acted in, no matter how many charming people he has met, when he suddenly meets someone who can hit a straight ball intermittently, he doesn't know how to refuse at this time.

Even though he didn't want to see anyone at this time.

At the end of the call, Zhan Qing agreed to Lu Manchen's request to come and see him.

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Qing took a deep breath, lifted his right leg that was still suffering from cramps and neuralgia, slowly put his leg on the side of the bed, and sat up from the bed.

Reluctantly straightened the wrinkled sheets on the bed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and adjusted the emotions on his face.

"Mr. Zhan, am I coming in?" Lu Manchen knocked on the door, waited for a while, and after hearing Zhan Qing's reply, pressed the code on the lock.This password is very simple. Teacher Zhan told him once, and he remembered it very well by accident.

The person on the bed was sitting upright, waiting for him to come in.

Zhan Qing said to him slowly, "Come and sit."

Lu Manchen looked at Zhan Qing, who was no different from usual, and forcibly slowed down his shortness of breath, "I haven't seen you here, I... don't worry."

Zhan Qing looked at the man with makeup and sweat on his temples, and was stunned for a moment, this little fool probably ran all the way here.

"So worried about me?" Zhan Qing stretched his right leg, clenched his back molars, and spoke vaguely.

"Have you told the director? This... you're going to waste your makeup?"

Beside the bed, the sweat on Lu Manchen's face was wiped off, he faltered, and said softly: "I came in a hurry, and... haven't called yet..."

As he said that, Lu Manchen took out his mobile phone and opened the address book. When he found the director's phone number, he would broadcast it.

Zhan Qing watched from the sidelines, really dumbfounded.

"Stop calling." Zhan Qing pressed the mobile phone that Lu Manchen was holding, rubbed his right hand on his leg and said, "Just come with me later, the director won't need you for a while."

Hearing this, Lu Manchen had no choice but to put down the phone, and looked up at him puzzled, "Mr. Zhan, are you really alright?"

Mr. Zhan would never intentionally not go to the set when he had a role to play.

But looking at Teacher Zhan's appearance is the same as usual.

At most, there are a few beads of sweat on the forehead.

"It's okay." Zhan Qing shook his head, "It's just an hour off... The director must have forgotten to inform you."

"You didn't come, so I have to pack up." Zhan Qing's legs were still cramped, he frowned faintly, looked at Lu Manchen and said, "I have an old injury,...walking is a bit difficult, slow down He will recover in a while, I didn't expect you, but I ran back here on purpose?"

He didn't want to make the atmosphere too heavy, so he deliberately spoke in a calm manner.

"I, I've finished my makeup and hair. I see that you haven't come, Mr. Zhan... An old injury? Is it a leg injury?" Lu Manchen hesitated when he recalled the information about him he had read online.

"Have you made up your homework?" Zhan Qing immediately came to his senses when he saw that he was telling the truth, "It's the leg injury you mentioned, and the situation should be similar to what you know."

As Zhan Qing lifted the quilt, he was about to get up, and Lu Manchen wanted to help him, but he blocked him.

Zhan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and got out of bed.

"I...Mr. Zhan, are you angry?" Lu Manchen lowered his head and did not dare to look at Zhan Qing. He flattened the sheet at a loss, and did not dare to help him, "I just wanted to know more..." To be one's own opponent.

Lu Manchen prepared all kinds of explanations in his heart, it could be hearsay, or he might have accidentally seen this news while surfing the Internet, but when he said it, he just murmured: "Really, really, I just want to know more about you."

I don't want to lie to him, I just want to speak from my heart.

Zhan Qing wasn't angry with him at first, but when he heard an "old injury", he could tell that it was his leg injury, and he was a little bit offended, as if someone was looking into your life.

I didn't know that I thought I was going to date someone, so I knew his past like the back of my hand!But it's not a big deal, seeing Lu Manchen stuttering in such a cramped manner, he chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, I don't mean to blame you, I did a good job in my homework, come and help me, I have to go I'm in a rush. Poor, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled still have to work."

Lu Manchen carefully helped him out the door, and the bewilderment in his heart finally eased a little.

Fortunately, he didn't know that he used to surf up and browse his photos, which were not suitable for viewing in broad daylight.

He had to keep his mouth shut and never leak it out.

In the dressing room, Lu Manchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, helped Zhan Qing to sit down, and said, "Sit here? Is the height of the chair okay?"

The makeup artist looked at Lu Manchen in front of the saddle and behind the horse, and was confused for a moment: "What's wrong with Mr. Zhan?"

Lu Manchen hurriedly raised his head and glanced at Zhan Qing, but did not dare to say anything.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's hurry up and put on makeup, time is tight enough." Seeing that the two of them didn't respond, the makeup artist made a haha, and turned around.