before he became popular

Not far from the dressing room to the set, Lu Manchen hesitated to help, Zhan Qing got up and left.

He walked very slowly, and Lu Manchen fell even slower behind him.

The two walked forward one after the other without any assistants. In the middle of the night, the small road was even more quiet.Zhan Qing stopped, and sat down on the curb. Lu Manchen knew that Zhan Qing was still in pain, so he just rolled up the wide sleeves of his clothes and fanned him.He hesitated for a moment, and after a long pause, he said, "Mr. Zhan doesn't want everyone to know that your foot injury has recurred? I...I, I promise not to tell."

Zhan Qing turned his head to look at the person who was looking at him seriously, and waved his hands, "It has nothing to do with this, they are all in the same circle, and it is not a secret that I hurt my foot, you can understand that these people Can you still not know?"

He just didn't want people to greet him with greetings, he couldn't stand it because of how cautious he was with his leg injury, and it would make him very uncomfortable.

However, Lu Manchen treated him like this, and he was very useful.

Inexplicably, he felt that the people by his side made him feel very comfortable.

"Thank you for staying with me. When the director asks later, just tell the truth. I told you in advance, you know?" Zhan Qing said, standing up while supporting the concrete pier, smiling slightly at Lu Manchen , Stretched out his hand: "Walking?"

Lu Manchen immediately helped him up.

Lu Manchen carefully led him to the set. He walked along the path countless times, and he was able to turn him off several times.He wiped the sweat from his brow, and looked at Zhan Qing with a little helplessness: "It's not this way, Mr. Zhan... shall we go back?"

"Did you deliberately torment me?" Zhan Qing couldn't help laughing, "My legs hurt so much that my brain hurts, so it's okay if I can't remember the way, how come you can go wrong several times a day?"

Lu Manchen subconsciously wanted to admit his mistake, so he pursed his lips: "I...I don't know what's wrong, this is, and, will Teacher Zhan listen to me this time? Let's take the fork on the right."

Hearing this, Zhan Qing squinted his eyes slightly, and patted his head, almost knocking his hood. He said, "Don't believe the way I pointed out? It's okay, I'll listen to you this time, you must not Give me the wrong way..."

There is nothing more bluffing than serious nonsense. Lu Manchen always couldn't remember, and every time he took the wrong path, he was pointed out by Zhan Qing.

Zhan Qing leaned on Lu Manchen's shoulder and finally arrived at the set. He tilted his head and said, "...Mr. Lu, you need to know your way."

He said it as if he was pointing to the right path this time.

"Yes, yes..." Lu Manchen nodded, "I must remember the road well..."

Zhan Qing couldn't hold back a smirk on his face, pursed his lower lip hard, and said, "Okay, let's go over..."

Lu Manchen carefully helped Zhan Qing to sit down, walked over and apologized to the director: "I'm late, I've caused you trouble."

The director stopped directing, turned around and looked at Lu Manchen: "Do you know that you are an actor? You don't even have a sense of time at all? We want the whole crew to wait for you!"

Lu Manchen was suddenly scolded, he was a little at a loss, he just kept apologizing.

"Okay, okay, is there anyone who scares people like you?" Zhan Qing, who couldn't see it, slowly moved over, "I greeted you a long time ago, and there is no one like you who deliberately scares people."

"You..." The director pointed at Zhan Qing and grinned, "Why, did you feel distressed when I scolded you? He can run to you regardless of everything, and I can't complain about my staff anymore? "

"It's okay to complain for the staff, but if it's for yourself, don't tell me, you haven't been idle for an hour?" Zhan Qing immediately stopped the conversation. They have been friends for several years and are used to talking directly. Come and go straight, don't like the kind of twists and turns.

Seeing that he couldn't beat Zhan Qing, the director had no choice but to turn his finger on Lu Manchen again. Fortunately, the spearhead was not sharp, so Lu Manchen didn't hurt at all, and he felt a little inexplicably happy.

He patted Lu Manchen's shoulder and said, "You can do it, kid, I can let Zhan Qing support you."

Lu Manchen patted his head and smiled naively, a little afraid to look at Zhan Qing.

He tightly clenched the skirt at his hand, using all his control to keep people from staring at him.

Teacher Zhan who spoke for him tonight is really gentle.

The night scene on location at night was filmed smoothly. After the director yelled "Stop work", the crew picked up tools one after another. Lu Manchen sat on the ground leaning against a tree, and the night wind was blowing on his face. The scalding temperature was slightly lowered by the wind.

I am done.

Lu Manchen thought to himself.

Zhan Qing in the play is really so deceptive, just seeing him sitting upright on a branch lying on the ground, Lu Manchen's heart feels tight.

I discussed it with the director several times, and when the filming started, I still felt that I might have to push the close-up shots up, and I couldn't borrow a seat.

The make-up artist applied food coloring to the special-effect wound on Zhan Qing's neck.

A few drops slipped down.

Running down the veins of his neck.

Zhan Qing wiped it casually, and his neck was blurred.

The corner of the mandible and the neck were left with several streaks of deep red.

Lu Manchen stared at the marks on it, and the smell was a little pungent, which made him still a little bit awake and waited for the director to start calling.

Shooting will start soon.

Lu Manchen sat beside Zhan Qing.Looking at the person in front of him, they had just filmed a fight scene with Wia hanging, his temples were soaked with sweat, and there were a few long strands sticking to his ears, mixed with the red he wiped, there was a kind of coquettish There is a strange beauty, there are lights behind them, reflected in Lu Manchen's eyes, the red is too hot, burning his gaze, he stretched out his hand to hold his slender neck, the food coloring that flowed down was blocked , stranded next to his fingers, he rubbed it heavily with his thumb, the dye covered his hands, and left a red mark on Zhan Qing's neck.

The camera teacher captures it very delicately, and specially gave a close-up shot.

The red thumbprint was left on it, as if Lu Manchen had signed Zhan Qing's body.

Sell ​​him something incredible.

It was Lu Manchen's turn to speak.

He lost his mind for a moment, but luckily the staff reminded him in time.

"Don't move! If you don't suck out your poisonous blood, the poisonous gas will rush into your internal organs in a while, and you will die..." Lu Manchen said with his palm on Zhan Qing's neck.

"If you say you can't move, don't move? What are mother-in-law and mother-in-law doing? If there is a woman here, you will not be needed!" Zhan Qing took the lines quickly.

"...Who do you want...to use..." Lu Manchen's fingertips tightened, and they were printed on his skin, red and white.

Lu Manchen lowered his head and tried to touch his neck lightly. When the tip of his tongue touched it, it was sweet. Listening to the director's instructions behind the camera, Lu Manchen covered his lips and tongue, and sucked out a mouthful of poisonous blood.

There was a silver thread hanging between his and Zhan Qing's necks around his lips, it snapped off and bounced back on his lips.

Then the position was misplaced, Lu Manchen pretended to spit out a mouthful of poisonous blood behind Zhan Qing, the red food coloring stuck to his lips, and then stuck it back and sucked a mouthful, but this time he was very careless, inattentive, The teeth hit it, and the upper teeth touched the soft flesh of his neck.

Obviously, Lu Manchen felt Zhan Qing's body tremble unconsciously.

The hands on his shoulders were tremblingly pushed.

Lu Manchen was startled.

Teacher Zhan is too... sensitive.

Nothing went wrong, the scene was over in no time.

Lu Manchen stuck out the tip of his tongue against the back molars, and let out a long breath.

Leaning on the tree trunk, he hoped that he could wake up with the help of the gentle night breeze, so that he wouldn't be so fascinated by the sweet smell.

He had to play as soon as possible, he had to flee immediately.

"Where are you going? Come and help me." Zhan Qing rolled up his sleeves, waved at Lu Manchen, frowned pretendingly, and whispered, "It hurts."

Lu Manchen closed his eyes, suppressed the emotion in his eyes, trotted forward a few steps, and carefully supported the person with his hand.

Through several layers of fabric, he could feel Zhan Qing's temperature, which was continuously transmitted to his hands.

It was so hot that I didn't want to let go.

His eyes turned to Zhan Qing's neck which had been wiped clean, and his eyes wandered leisurely around the reddish spot.

It's really over for him now.

Just looking at it makes me want to move.

This time it fell! ! !