I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

Zong Ji was dazzled by the gold thread on the cassock, the makeup artist hurried over: "Director Zheng, let me put on the makeup first."

As he said that, he pulled Zong Ji away from Zheng Yuan, and Zong Ji turned his head when he heard the sound: "Tang Cai?"

"Yes, it's me. We met again. Are you surprised?" Tang Cai blinked at Zong Ji, "Sure enough, your bald head is also very beautiful."

"You guys know each other?" Yu Yang followed into the dressing room, and was curious to hear the familiar conversation between the two.

"He did the makeup for my actor card." Zong Ji answered Yu Yang's question. He didn't know why Tang Cai was on the set. "Tang Cai, have you resigned from the photo studio?"

"It's not because of you." Tang Cai compared Zong Ji's complexion and took out a tube of liquid foundation, "I ran away after filming the cast card, what should I do if I don't join the crew if I want to give you makeup again?"

Tang Cai pretended to complain, but he was able to deceive Zong Ji but not Zheng Yuan. How can he make up for ordinary people in a photo studio? How can he make more money as a film crew and be the main makeup artist, and he can also get in touch with more stars? To improve the industry Become famous and become a star makeup artist.

It was Tang Cai who took Zong Ji's actor card to ask for directions, and Zheng Yuan chose him to be the main makeup artist of the crew.

After Tang Cai started to put on makeup, everyone gradually quieted down. Zong Ji felt various cosmetics and makeup tools lightly or heavily brushed across his face and head. Finally, there was a light touch between his eyebrows. Tang Cai withdrew his hand: "Okay , Director Zheng thinks there is anything to be changed?"

Zong Ji opened his eyes. In the mirror, there was a little vermilion on his forehead, his brows were peaceful, and light brown eye shadow was used to slightly deepen the contours above the eyelashes. The highlights and contouring in appropriate shades weakened the youthful look on his face.

Zheng Yuan was about to recite Amitabha Buddha in his heart, so what else needs to be changed? He looked away: "Go and change clothes."

Zong Ji didn't wear monk clothes, Tang Cai went in to help him and put them on layer by layer. Even though the room was air-conditioned, he was still sweating from the heat.

Tang used paper to wipe him dry, leaving only the red spot between his eyebrows, which was wet with sweat as if it was about to bleed.

The prop master sent tin sticks and five Buddha crowns. The traditional materials for making the five Buddha crowns are leather, paper, and wood. On the basis of the shape of the traditional Five-Buddha Crown, a more complicated and delicate design is added. The front is a five-leaf Buddha statue, and the back is surrounded by lotus petals.

The tin stick is about one head taller than Zongji, golden in color, with four strands and twelve rings, and the image of Buddha is engraved in the ring on the top. Zongji holds it in his hand, and there is a sound of metal clashing when he moves, which is quite heavy.

Zong Ji lowered his head and put on the five-Buddha crown, holding a tin staff, and hanging one hundred and eight Buddha beads in front of his body, which looked adorned with treasures.

The photographer waited next door for a long time, and Zong Ji was surrounded by him. Zheng Yuan smiled and drove the crowd out of the dressing room: "I'll show you all after the finished film comes out."

If it is said that the Xuantuhuang set makes people see the temperament of an eminent monk, then the other set of Yehuohong adds a bit of beauty to him.Tang Cai wiped off the vermilion on his forehead, and used a liquid eyeliner to draw a raised eyeliner on the corner of his eyes.

"No, it's too bewitching." Good-looking is good-looking, but it's not the effect Zheng Yuan wants.

"I haven't finished painting yet." Tang Cai kept his hands on, and used a fine-tip eyeshadow brush to blend out the flying eyeliner and connect it with the previous brown eyeshadow, "Are you still a demon?"

Zheng Yuan shook his head subconsciously, that's all right, let's continue to shoot the second set.

After taking the makeup photo, Zong Ji went back to the hotel to take a shower, and then went to the hotel that Zheng Yuan had booked for the commencement banquet.

Feng Kai and the others arrived one step ahead and chatted in the box.

"Didn't it mean that the crew will basically have a script reading meeting before the start of the production? Why didn't you listen to Director Zheng's arrangement?" Although Feng Kai has no experience in the crew, he has never eaten pork or seen a pig run, and he has never read the script. How to make a film transparently?

"I don't know, maybe I don't have time, and not all crews have reading sessions." Song Baihuai had played small roles before, so he was not qualified to participate in the reading sessions.

"Why don't you wait for Director Zheng to come and ask?" Liu Yi only read half of the script, and she felt quite flustered to rush the ducks to the shelves. It would be great if there was a reading session.

"Everyone, look at the group, the shooting schedule is out." Song Baihuai was always paying attention to the phone, and was the first to discover the files sent to the group by the coordinator.

The rest of the people picked up their phones and clicked on them, carefully looking at the arrangement above.

At the same time Zong Ji and Zheng Yuan entered the box, Feng Kai stopped talking and greeted them.

Facing everyone's teacher Zong one by one, Zong Jiyin resisted the shyness in his heart: "You don't have to be so polite, just call me Zong Ji."

"How did everyone do in the final exam?" Zheng Yuan's words made several families happy and others sad. Those who did well in the exam were naturally full of smiles, and those who did not do well in the exam were like a mourning concubine, but they had to force a smile.

"Director Zheng." Zheng Yuan eliminated the sense of distance between him and the actors, Song Baihuai raised his phone and shook it, "Why don't we have a reading session?"

He hasn't memorized his lines fluently yet. Could it be that he needs to dub later?

"There is a reading meeting." Zheng Yuan saw the shooting plan form on his phone, and pointed to the row below, "Look here, isn't it free from 01:30 to 02:30 every afternoon."

Unlike other crews that held reading sessions before the start of the film, Zheng Yuan divided the reading sessions into daily reading sessions. The main reason was that it was too hot at that time, and the actors’ costumes were thick. He was worried that they would not be able to bear it, so he simply used it as a reading session. , kill two birds with one stone.

He has confidence in his script, and there will be no situation where the plot is unreasonable and needs to be overhauled. The reading session is only used to let Liu Yi and the others get familiar with the lines and get a feeling.

It turned out to be the case, Feng Kai suddenly realized.

Song Bohuai's expression froze for a moment, he thought that hour was for them to rest.What to do, I always feel that the days to come will be in dire straits.

Zheng Yuan is a young director, and "Returning the Buddha" is basically his own investment, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and he said a few words so that everyone can eat with peace of mind.Tomorrow we will start the machine, and tonight we will be free of alcohol. We will replace wine with tea and have a good time.

The leading actors sat at a table, Zong Ji was next to Zheng Yuan, followed by Liu Yi, the fox demon, Feng Kai the mandrill, and Song Baihuai the nightmare. It stands to reason that although these veteran actors are supporting roles, they should be sitting at the main table given their qualifications Yes, but their schedule was too full, so they politely declined Zheng Yuan's invitation to the opening banquet, so the box became the world of young people.

There is no generation gap between young people, and it is easy to chat with each other.

Zong Ji was the youngest among all the people present, but he was the only protagonist in the movie. Everyone had seen his acting skills at the audition meeting, and he had already been convinced. Naturally, no one would say harsh words.Especially when he saw that the other party was obviously younger than himself, but his conversation and demeanor were so stable, he felt a little respect in his heart.

However, the truth is not what they imagined. The reason why Zong Ji looks stable is that he doesn't talk much, and he adheres to the principle of saying more, making mistakes and saying less mistakes. Fooled a lot of people.

The group had enough food and drink, and walked back to the hotel together. Among them, Liu Yi, who has the most followers on Weibo, is still a long way from the million mark, so there is no need to worry about any fans chasing incidents.

"Zong Ji." Liu Yi trotted a few steps to Zong Ji's side, "Can I have a match with you later? Tomorrow's first match will be our rivalry, so I'm a little nervous."

"Of course." Liu Yi's idea was exactly what Zong Ji wanted. He was thinking about how to bring it up just now, but Liu Yi opened his mouth first.

Feng Kai looked at the two figures walking side by side, his eyes darkened for a moment, and the courage he finally mustered up deflated like a punctured ball.

"Wait for you to come to my room for the play, I just happen to tell you about the play." Zheng Yuan heard the conversation between the two, and slowed down.

It was almost eleven o'clock when he came out of Zheng Yuan's room, Zong Ji suddenly realized the benefits of a bald head while taking a shower, he didn't have to wait for his hair to dry!There is no need to wash your hair specially, just wipe it off with a handkerchief when washing your face.

Zong Ji touched the top of his hair, it was a little prickly like stubble.

He didn't sleep well, and he always felt his head was chilly, and finally he found a piece of clothing to wrap his head, and finally fell asleep.

The opening ceremony was held at 10:30 in the morning. Zongji turned off the alarm clock at [-]:[-] and got up, went downstairs to have breakfast, at [-]:[-], everyone drove to the set, and at [-]:[-], the dressing room began to get busy.

Zong Ji enjoyed the treatment of a single dressing room for the first time, and Tang Cai still gave him the makeup that matched the Xuantu yellow monk clothes.He used eyeshadow to put a little vermilion on his forehead yesterday, but today he replaced it with lip gloss, and it feels even more red.

Zheng Yuan confirmed the details of the opening ceremony and the presence of the media outside. At ten o’clock, everything was ready. There was an incense altar in the center of the desk, with various fruits on both sides. The elbow-length candles had not yet been lit. Right in front of the desk was a A camera covered by a red cloth.

The media at the scene were all paid. Without money, they would not come to a little-known small crew to participate in the opening ceremony.

At [-]:[-], the actors who had finished their make-up and makeup filed in. Zong Ji walked in the front, accompanied by the sound of metal collisions and the clang of tin sticks and pestles on the ground, waking up the drowsy media people.

Yo, this shape is interesting!

They picked up the camera, pointed at Zong Ji and pressed the shutter repeatedly, and then stared at the camera screen to see what they just captured. Where did the crew invite a real monk?

Although the eminent monk looked very young, his temperament was peaceful and somewhat mysterious, as if he grew up in a temple.

Looking at the five Buddha crown on the head, the hair is really shaved.

Zong Ji stood still in front of the incense table, as if the altar would be opened in the next second.

Interesting, this crew is interesting.

Besides Zong Ji, Liu Yi was the second most eye-catching person on the scene.

She is wearing a white cross-neck shirt, which has three layers inside and outside. The transparency of the fabric is gradually increased. The outermost layer is embroidered with silver and white lotus flowers on the neckline. , which is the same white as Uesugi, and the skirt is embroidered with stalks and butterflies in the same color.

Eyebrows are like a distant mountain with black eyes, eyes are like near water with smoke.

If Zong Ji felt solemn and respectful, then Liu Yi was like a breath of fresh air in his heart.

Among other things, Fu Huadao alone has left many crews behind.

The rest of the actors also have their own characteristics and are not facial makeup.This little-known crew seems to be quite sincere.

The bamboo stick incense was lit, and the smoke was lingering. Each person inserted three sticks into the incense altar on the desk. Then Zong Ji and Zheng Yuan, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously unveiled the red cloth of the camera, and the start-up ceremony came to an end.

Next is the link of media interviews.

They used money to do things, and the questions they asked were very routine. Zheng Yuan, Zong Ji, and Liu Yi were the three who received the most questions. After about an hour, the media interview session was over.Zheng Yuan took a group of actors to transfer positions, and the first scene of "Returning the Buddha" is about to start filming.

Zong Ji took off the outermost cassock and the five Buddha crown on his head. He didn't have to dress so grandly for most of the scenes.The brocade cassock embroidered with gold thread weighed six catties, and the five Buddha crowns on his head weighed three catties. After removing these two things, Zong Ji felt light all over.

Since the establishment of the Mahayana Buddhist temple, there has been no evil spirits within a hundred miles. The people protected by the Buddhist temple live and work in peace and contentment.

However, the peace of nearly a thousand years was broken on a moonless night with few stars. A man with a hideous face lay on the main road of Chang'an Avenue, his clothes were stained with blood, his chest had a big hole, and his heart was missing.

The first reaction of the people in Chang'an was that the man died seeking revenge. However, Wu Zuo unbuttoned his clothes and found scratches like the claws of wild animals near the wound.

The murder happened at the foot of the imperial city, the emperor was furious, and ordered Dali Temple to catch the real murderer within seven days.The entire Dali Temple was mobilized and almost turned the imperial city upside down, but no clues were found. On the evening of the sixth day, a second corpse appeared, with the same death condition as the man.

Half a month later, the number of people whose hearts were dug out to death increased to seven, and the speed of the murderer's crimes became faster and faster, and everyone in Chang'an City was in danger.

The object of suspicion has changed from a human to a demon. If it is not a demon, how can we explain the consistent scratch marks on the seven corpses.

"Hurry up and invite the eminent monks of the Mahayana Buddhist temple!"

The bell in the Buddhist temple rang continuously, and the next day, there was an additional monk in Chang'an City, holding a tin staff and wearing a black earth yellow monk's robe.

In Chang'an City, there is a Lin'an River running through the city from south to north, dividing Chang'an City into two halves. There are many officials and dignitaries in the south city, and any brick that falls may hit a yellow core.On the other hand, Beicheng is just the opposite, it is a gathering place for the lower class.

The monk left Dali Temple, crossed the Lin'an Bridge from the south city to the edge of the north city, and rang a house under a willow tree.The porter opened the corner door, heard the monk's intention, and gave him a bowl of water.

Three days later, the monk came again, this time asking for two steamed buns.

On the seventh day, the door was closed and the concierge was missing.

"Master, I have never greeted you here, so please forgive me."

The first scene of "Returning the Buddha" is the first meeting between Shuji and the fox demon.

"Amitabha." The tin staff lightly slapped the stick on the ground, and the door of the room opened in response to the sound, and the wind blew in front of the fox demon, preventing him from entering.

Zheng Yuan stared intently at the screen on the monitor, and when the camera turned around, he raised his hand: "Come on!"

The two replayed the first scene dozens of times yesterday in Zheng Yuan's room. The tone, speed and expression of their speech were all carefully considered, and Zheng Yuan expected it once.

After taking a few more details of the shot just now, the work in the morning has been successfully completed, and I hope the shooting in the afternoon will be as smooth.

Both Zong Ji and Liu Yi were extremely hot, and ended up blowing wildly at the crew's blower, and their flowing sleeves blurred Zheng Yuan's face.

"What are you doing sitting here, get in the car and turn on the air conditioner."

02:30 To continue shooting, it is impossible to go back to the hotel to rest and do makeup again, so Zheng Yuan rented two small buses as a place for a temporary break and reading at noon.

There is no air conditioner installed on Gujian Street, so that if any crew accidentally takes pictures of the external unit of the air conditioner in the camera, it will be a mess.

There is a complete set of equipment on the modern street, but it is too far away from the crew, so there is no way to use the air conditioner.

There were two minibuses, one for actors and the other for production staff. Zheng Yuan boarded the minibus for actors, and the life assistant helped them get the food back. Zong Ji picked up his sleeves and took the lunch box, which included the usual two meat and two vegetables. There is also a braised chicken leg.

"The first day of filming, please eat something good."

Zheng Yuanduan sat next to Zong Ji, hearing what he meant, chicken legs were only available at noon today.

Thinking about the crew's funds and the money to be spent on post-production, Zong Ji expressed his understanding.

Zong Ji missed a lot of news because he didn't look at his phone all morning. He first went to Weibo to repost the crew's official Weibo news about the opening ceremony, and then replied to Yu Yang's message.

Not long after Zong Ji forwarded it, he received Zhou Jiajia and Wu Junqing's Art, wishing him a good start.

Both of them have a lot of fans on Weibo, especially Wu Junqing, who has nearly [-] million fans, which has brought huge traffic to "Returning the Buddha".

Forget about Zhou Jiajia, Zong Ji filmed "Blooming" with her, and now they still call each other sister and brother, but how did Wu Junqing know each other?

Not only Zong Ji's fans were curious, but Wu Junqing's fans also wanted to know when there was such a person added to their teacher Wu's watch list.

Coincidentally, Zong Ji met Yu Yang the day he auditioned for "Fu Fang", and now the start dates of the two crews unexpectedly collided.

"Does Teacher Wu know Zong Ji?" Jiang Shenxing saw Wu Junqing's Weibo, and the smile on his face didn't reach his eyes.

"Yeah." Jiang Shenxing's smile didn't reach his eyes, Wu Junqing didn't even smile at all, he had already confirmed his original guess that the role of Mr. Jin'an was Jiang Shenxing's behind-the-scenes trick.

Aware of Wu Junqing's indifference, Jiang Shenxing secretly gritted his teeth.

While he was angry with Wu Junqing's attitude, he was also furious at Zong Ji's incompetence for playing the leading role in a movie.

He hasn't even acted as a leading actor in a movie yet, so why is Zong Ji!

"The filming will start soon, you'd better adjust your status quickly." Wu Junqing stood up, not wanting to be influenced by Jiang Shenxing.

After he left, Jiang Shenxing immediately called his manager Wang Qian: "What's going on with "Returning the Buddha"?"

"What return to Buddha?" Wang Qian hadn't seen Zong Ji's Weibo yet.

"Zong Ji's new movie, he is the only protagonist, starts today."

In Jiang Shenxing's imagination, Zong Ji loses the role of Mr. Jin'an, even if he takes on a new play, he should be a minor supporting role.

Although he hated Zong Ji for stealing "Night Colors", he didn't particularly take him to heart, but it was only when he encountered it occasionally that he stumbled.Because in Jiang Shenxing's eyes, Zong Ji was not yet a threat to him.

Now, someone who is not worthy to be compared with him is walking ahead of him and playing the leading role in the movie.

After checking the details of "Returning the Buddha", Wang Qian comforted Jiang Shenxing: "What should I do? The director of "Returning the Buddha" took the script to solicit investment everywhere in the first half of the year, but guess what, he didn't get a penny. .”

"I heard that the script was adapted from a fantasy novel with several million words. The novel was written by the director himself. It has never been published, and there is no fan base. The leading actors are all found from the Film and Television Academy. What can a group of rabble do? Here comes the good stuff."

"Rich people are filming things for fun, don't worry, he's determined, you should film well and don't think too much about it. Sheng Fan is planning to get a new spokesperson, and news is expected to be released at the end of the year, and I will try my best to help you get it."

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Jiang Shenxing immediately beamed with joy, his mind was full of Sheng Fan's new spokesperson, and he couldn't care less about getting angry.

Speaking of Zong Ji, he asked Wu Junqing for his opinion on WeChat. Back then, the TV series they collaborated on was currently on the air, so he rashly admitted that there was a clear suspicion of meddling.

[It's okay, I'll tell them. 】

Wu Junqing randomly selected a fan to reply: Didn't you all praise him for his beautiful somersault a few days ago?

His words aroused the curiosity of other netizens, somersaulting, Zong Ji?

Zong Ji reposted Wu Junqing's Weibo, and after thanking him, he also wished him a good start.

"???? Is this Zongji the Zongji I know?"

"Brother, you are so handsome!!! I can!!!"

"Mom fans have gone bad"

"Fuck, am I blind?"

The scene that happened in the forum of the Academy of Film and Television was repeated on Zong Ji's Weibo. The huge changes before and after made the fans surprised and happy, but it also made people feel suspicious.

Comparing the two sets of photos in "Blooming Blossom" and "Returning the Buddha", there is no similarity at first glance between the black and thin country boy and the amazing-looking eminent monk.

However, upon careful observation, the facial features and outlines were clearly the same person.

"Am I the only one who wants to know how my brother turned white?"

"You are not alone"

"+ID number"

"Is the cosmetics company here? Here comes the business opportunity!"

"So when will the crew release the makeup photos, I want to see the high-definition big picture!"

"Wait, is my brother playing the male lead? Movie male lead???"

"It's really the hero of the movie, brother, you are too proud of your mother!"

"This is the most handsome monk I have ever seen, bar none"

"Didn't you say that the media was invited to the scene for the opening ceremony? Why aren't those media working?"

The few photos on the official Weibo account were not enough to look at. Netizens searched everywhere for news about "Returning the Buddha". In just half a day, the number of fans on the official Weibo account of "Returning the Buddha" reached five figures.

The Weibo fans of Zong Ji, Liu Yi and others also increased to varying degrees, and Zheng Yuan's first wave of goals was perfectly achieved.

The closed car doors kept the summer heat out, and the first reading of "Returning the Buddha" was hosted by Zheng Yuan.Sitting behind Zong Ji, Feng Kai saw that his script was full of notes. No matter where Zheng Yuan talked about, he could always turn to the corresponding position in the first time, and his eyes did not fall on the script when he read the lines.

Obviously, he has thoroughly understood the thick script.

According to the information Song Bohuai inquired, Zong Ji got the script more than a month earlier than them, and the other party also read the original novel three times.

What does it mean that someone who is more talented than you works harder than you? Feng Kai really saw it today.

The moment the car door was opened, hot air rushed in. After standing under the sun for a while, Feng Kai felt that he was only a handful of cumin away from the kebab.

In the afternoon, I didn't change positions, and the scene of Zong Ji and Liu Yi was still being filmed. Song Baihuai stayed on the set for a while, the heat was unbearable, and he went back to the hotel.

As soon as he left, the rest of the cast also slipped away one by one. In the end, only Feng Kai was left sitting in the shade outside the set, watching Zong Ji's filming.

Feng Kai was engrossed in watching it, and it really made him figure out something different over time.

Feng Kai also took Liu Yi's courses in his freshman year. Compared with Zong Ji's naturalness, Liu Yi's acting skills seem a bit ingenious.

Feng Kai could see it all, and Zheng Yuan certainly wouldn't fail to pay attention, he called Ka, and walked to Liu Yi to talk to her about the show.

"Your expression is too superficial. No one will know that you killed those people until the last moment. Only you know it. So take it easy and don't write 'I am a murderer' on your face, understand?"

Liu Yi nodded half-understood, Zheng Yuan fanned the wind with his hands, and sat back in front of the monitor.

The scene was filmed until sunset, but Liu Yi still didn't show the standard that Zheng Yuan wanted.

She looked a little disappointed: "I'm sorry, I dragged you down."

"It's okay. I used to shoot a scene for two days. If you find out how you feel, it will be fine next time." Zong Ji's acting skills in previous scenes were better than him, and he will always be the one who is comforted, comforting others It was the first time.

It's only the first day, Zheng Yuan is not in a hurry, he tells everyone to take over the work, and will continue filming tomorrow.

Going to the dressing room to change his clothes, Tang Cai helped him remove the makeup on his face. Seeing the sweat on the back of his neck, he couldn't help but sigh: "Remember to put some talcum powder on when you go back."

Zong Ji stretched out his hand and scratched the itchy area, leaving two red marks.

Liu Yi went back to the hotel and sat on the bed for a long time, changing the expression on her face in front of the makeup mirror.

Feng Kai saw Liu Yi NG repeatedly on the set, and he struggled for a long time, so he sent her a message: Is there anything I can do for you?

Liu Yi is embarrassed to disturb Zong Ji again, and is worried that he can't find anyone to help him with the scene: Yes!

Her clothes were more breathable than Zongji's, so although she was a little hot, she didn't get prickly heat. She made an appointment with Feng Kai to meet in the corridor, and Liu Yi walked out of the room with the mosquito repellant and the script.

The freshly washed hair was scattered behind her back, and her face without makeup was not as radiant as in the daytime, but it was more like a little girl.

Feng Kai's heart beat faster, he clenched his fists to calm himself down: "Let me read the script first."

The content of his script was different from Liu Yi's. Liu Yi handed over the script and waited patiently for him to read it.

"Let's check it out first?" Feng Kai quickly memorized those lines.

Zong Ji's room was far away from the corridor, so he didn't hear any movement here.

"Did the filming go well today?" When Qi Chongyan sent the voice to Zong Ji, he was applying talcum powder to himself in the mirror with his upper body bare.

Fortunately, Yu Yang had the foresight to prepare it for him. On the blue jar, there were pictures of chubby babies printed on it.

The baby powder smelled as sweet as peaches, and Zong Ji couldn't reach it on his back, so he pounced on his feeling and put on a T-shirt.

"It's okay, but it's too hot." Zong Ji complained a little, "I got prickly heat from covering it."

"Have you put on your body powder?" Qi Chongyan saw Zong Ji's new look on the Internet, and it was indeed a crime to wear such thick clothes for filming in summer.

"Wipe it, it smells like peaches." Zong Ji sniffed the smell coming from his body, he was not used to it, it was too fragrant, like a milk baby.

Zong Ji, who smells of peach, and Qi Chongyan have gentle eyes.

Qi Chongyan had never used peach-flavored body powder, but his dreams at night were filled with the aroma of peaches.

In the dream, he walked into a peach forest, pink peaches were hanging on the treetops, the plump pulp was juicy, Qi Chongyan reached out and picked one.Zong Ji's smiling face suddenly appeared on the peach: "I taste peach, do you want to taste it?"

Immediately afterwards, Taozi jumped out of his hand and transformed into a human form in the air. Qi Chongyan stretched out his hand and hugged him fully, feeling a slippery touch from his fingertips.

Panting heavily, he woke up from the dream, turned on the bedside lamp, lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom.

Zong Ji also had a dream about peaches, but unlike Qi Chongyan's, he ate a solid peach in the dream, and he still smelled of peaches when he woke up in the morning.

The next day, the two-day vacation of the "Broken Finger" crew ended, and Qi Chongyan was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt to cover the scar on his arm.Xiao Zhao was worried that he would be hot, so he specially bought a cooling spray to cool down clothes, and also replaced the shower gel with a cool one.

"What is this?" Qi Chongyan picked up the clothes cooling spray, and Xiao Zhao explained the effect to him, "Does the shower gel smell like peach?"

What?Peach flavor?

Xiao Zhao's cognition was impacted, and he nodded reluctantly: "Yes."

Qi Chongyan was satisfied: "Buy another one, and replace the shower gel with peach flavor."

The continuous high temperature in northern Hebei has wilted the leaves, and the sound of the wind is rustling, as if lighting a fire can ignite them all.In the morning, the employees of the greening department of the film and television city drove the sprinkler to pour water again. When the sun came out, the water vapor evaporated and the oil pan turned into a steamer.

After Zong Ji put on the monk's clothes, he broke out in a layer of sweat immediately. Tang Cai swept two layers of makeup setting powder on his face, and finally sprayed on a three-second film-forming makeup setting spray before letting him go out.

"Take it and blow it on." Tang Cai stuffed a small handheld fan into Zong Ji's hand, and asked him to blow it on his face when he was free, so as not to take off his makeup too quickly, and make it back and forth, which would affect the photogenic effect.

Then the unfinished filming yesterday afternoon, before Liu Yi went on stage, Feng Kai gave her an encouraging look.

After finally finishing filming, Zheng Yuan wiped the sweat from his brow: "Old Feng can't do this, let's rent two floor-standing air conditioners from the film and television city."

Feng Zheng is the life producer of the crew. He has known Zheng Yuan for almost five years, and he is responsible for the expenses of the crew.

"How do you put the air conditioner outside?" Feng Zheng guarded the crew's wallet like an iron rooster, blaming him for trusting Zheng Yuan too much. When he heard that the fund was [-] million, he got on the thief's boat. He never expected that it would be so tight, "Hurry up and shoot." , After shooting, enter the room, and two sets can be placed in the room.”

Zheng Yuan didn't expect that there would be a day when he didn't even have the freedom of air conditioning, he gritted his teeth, and apologized to Zong Ji and the others in his heart.

Blame him for being too poor, causing them to suffer together.

Feng Zheng has a slightly fat body, and the black T-shirt is wet with sweat and sticks to his body. It has changed from a loose fit to a slim fit, and his beer belly is particularly obvious.He understood the hard work of the actors, so he specially called the restaurant to add a mung bean soup to clear away the heat and relieve the heat.In case the actors are unable to film due to heat stroke and delay the progress, it will still be their money that will be burned.

Everyone insisted, hiding in the shade one by one during the break and fanning the wind wildly, and waiting for another second to resume work and walk under the sun.

Zheng Yuan checked the weather forecast for the past [-] days on his mobile phone. If the temperature can cool down in a few days, he simply changed the shooting plan, moved the indoor scene to the front, and then shot the outdoor scene when the temperature cooled down.However, the rising weather forecast shattered his fantasy. Compared with the following days, these days are still cool.

"Hiss—" After a whole day of suffering, the prickly heat on the back of Zong Ji's neck intensified, and his collar hurt from being rubbed. He gasped, and brought the clothes to his eyes. Luckily, he didn't bleed.

"Zong Ji, are you okay?" Zheng Yuan shouted outside, seeing him come out and handing him a bottle of chilled mineral water.

Zong Ji didn't drink, took it and stuck it on his face, showing a relaxed expression: "Thank you, Director Zheng."

"You're welcome, thanks for your hard work." Zheng Yuan didn't film, and felt unbearably hot wearing short-sleeved shorts all day long, not to mention Zong Ji and the others, "Persist for another two days, and the air conditioner will be available indoors after filming the outdoor scenes. "

Zong Ji's eyes lit up when he heard the word "air conditioner", and his days finally had hope.

The two of them got into the car and went back to the hotel while talking. If they didn't go back to take a shower after a day in the sun, they would be rotten.

After rinsing, the tingling pain on the back of the neck eased a lot. Zong Ji put on a new layer of talcum powder, and planned to order takeaway for dinner. It was too hot outside, and he had to take a shower again after going out to eat.

The phone rang, and Zong Ji connected in a second: "I'm off to the show...in the hotel...OK, I'll go over now."

"Don't worry, I'll be there in about half an hour, you can go out later." Qi Chongyan hung up the phone, Xiao Zhao pretended to be deaf behind him, and didn't hear anything, "Is the thing here?"

"It's here, I asked the front desk to deliver it to your room." Xiao Zhao placed the order online according to Qi Chongyan's request, and it was delivered to the hotel front desk by express delivery at five o'clock.

As soon as Qi Chongyan entered the room, he saw the bag on the table. He put down his phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The moment he came out wrapped in a towel, the water on his body evaporated, making him shiver with cold.

It is indeed a cool shower gel.

"I ordered cold noodles, do you have anything you want to eat?" The meeting place was a Northeast restaurant behind the film and television city, and Zong Ji arrived first.It was too hot, and he wanted to eat something without heat, so he ordered the store's signature cold noodles.

Qi Chongyan didn't look at the menu, and said to the waiter who came up: "Just like him."

As soon as he sat down, Zong Ji felt a rush of cold air. When he came in from the outside just now, his hairline was covered with sweat, but Qi Chongyan didn't feel any heat in his long-sleeved shirt.

"You're so cold." Zong Ji couldn't help approaching him, smelling the peppermint scent coming from him.

"Clothes cooling spray." Qi Chongyan put the bag on the stool and bent over close to Zongji, letting him feel the temperature of his back.

Zong Ji touched it curiously, and his hands were cold: "It's really cold!"

The warm touch spread to the skin through the shirt, whether it was hot or itchy, Qi Chongyan straightened his waist and pointed to the bag, "I brought you a copy, and I will teach you how to use it when I go out."

The waiter served the cold noodles, and the bowl made of ice was misty. The brown cold noodles were soaked in the same cold soup, and a layer of sesame seeds was sprinkled on top. Zong Ji picked them apart with chopsticks, and there were a few slices of beef and apple slices inside. and Sydney silk.

Eating cold noodles in summer is similar to eating ice cream.

The sweet and sour taste whetted Zong Ji's appetite, and he finished not only the noodles, but also the soup.

Zong Ji didn't bite off the noodles when he ate them, he sucked them all into his mouth and chewed them slowly with his hamster-like cheeks. Qi Chongyan watched as he also finished eating the noodles in the bowl unconsciously.

But he didn't drink the soup, and the sweet and sour taste didn't suit his taste.

"Are you bringing them all for me?" Zong Ji scanned the QR code to pay, and Qi Chongyan walked out side by side with him carrying the bag.

"En." Walking outside the door, Qi Chongyan took off the cooling spray, and Zong Ji pulled up the hem of his clothes to let him spray it on.

He was wearing a regular T-shirt, and when he pulled up the hem, he inevitably revealed a short section of his thin waist. Qi Chongyan's hand trembled, and the spray accidentally splashed onto Zong Ji's lower abdomen, and he slammed back Shuo: "It's so cold."

According to the method of use, it should be sprayed on the underarms, back, neck and other places that are prone to sweat. Qi Chongyan took the spray and sprayed Zong Ji in a circle, and turned around behind him. The bright red at the neckline made him frown.

"How did you do it?" Qi Chongyan carefully pulled down the clothes on the back of Zongji's neck. The red area expanded, and uneven white powder was distributed on the red marks. There was a peach aroma, which should be the talcum powder he applied.

"Is it really serious?"

Zong Ji couldn't see what was going on behind him, so he turned his hand away and wanted to touch it, but Qi Chongyan pinched his wrist: "Don't touch it."

Fine red dots appear on the delicate skin, because it has not been ventilated for a long time, coupled with the friction of the clothes, it has a tendency to break the skin.

Once the skin is broken, Zong Ji's clothes will be affected. This can't be solved by talcum powder, it must be rubbed with medicine.

Qi Chongyan led Zongji to the pharmacy to buy ointment for smearing, unscrewed the cap, squeezed the ointment on the fingertips sterilized with alcohol, and slowly spread it on the back of Zongji's neck.

The ointment was slightly cold, and Zong Ji shrank his neck.Qi Chongyan got very close, his breath sprayed against his ears, and Zong Ji almost lost consciousness on the left side of his body.

"Okay." Qi Chongyan raised his fingertips, Zong Ji's tense nerves were released, and the whole person suddenly fell to the left