you don't love him anymore he loves you

Zhou Shike absent-mindedly listened to the old man Zhao talking about the precautions when he performed later.

"Take me away from your silly appearance. Do you know what an intern is? Anyway, you can just follow behind a few teachers."

"Being beaten is an excuse. If the little actor bumps into you, don't be in a hurry."

"Well," Zhou Shike ate the grapes sweetly, "Didn't you just borrow the seat?"

"If you really want to be beaten," Old Man Zhao was lying on the recliner and shaking his fan while squinting at Zhou Shike, "I have no objection."

Zhou Shike handed the fruit to the assistant, "I have a problem, I have a fan meeting next month, and I can't meet people if I'm disabled."

"You can meet people now?" Old man Zhao couldn't see the child being so coquettish and bad-tempered, so he insisted on saying a few words.

"You're pretty handsome..." Zhou Shike turned to look at Xiao Li, who nodded fiercely, "Yes, brother, you are super handsome!"

After getting an affirmative answer, Zhou Shike looked at old man Zhao, smiled and said, "I see."

Seeing his triumphant appearance, old man Zhao raised the fan in his hand and gave it to Zhou Shike.

The weather is hot, the sun hangs in the sky and scorches everything.

After a long time, the old man Zhao said in a low voice: "I heard from your sister that you haven't found a partner yet. Let me introduce you to one. I have a student. He is a nice person, good-looking, and his family background is worthy of you. Consider it." ?”

Xiao Li also built a recliner for Zhou Shike. Zhou Shike's face was covered with a magazine, and a small fan was standing beside him. He suddenly heard that old man Zhao was about to introduce himself to someone, so he pulled the magazine off his face, "Recently, the film industry has become depressed. ? So much so that you have started a side job as a matchmaker? It's very sad to ask Mr. Zhou to give you more money, because you are quite old."

Old Man Zhao: "..."

"You are imitating Zhou Shixun's broken mouth!" Zhao old man said bitterly, his eyebrows flew up in anger.

Zhou Shike laughed, his brows and eyes spread wildly, and his raised eyebrows made people dizzy.

About half an hour later, Zhou Shike was about to fall asleep, and was woken up by Xiao Li, "Brother, work has started."

Opening his eyes, Zhou Shike saw the makeup artist standing in the shed carrying a box.

He propped up a chair and sat up, "Come on."

Holding a glass of ice water, Xiao Li hesitated and said, "It will take half a month to shoot, why don't you ask Director Zhao for a rest room?"'

Generally speaking, with Zhou Shike's status, no matter how big or how inconspicuous a small character is, he must have his own personal lounge. Even if the crew didn't arrange it, Zhou Shixuan would arrange it for him.

But Zhou Shike is too lazy to ask for it. He doesn't have many roles, and he is not the protagonist. There is no need to be so special and eye-catching.

So the assistant who always followed Zhou Shike also became pampered, but now he is not used to it.

It was mainly for Zhou Shike's consideration. Although this is indoors, there are many people with distracted eyes. The sun shines in through the glass, and the sun shines in the same way. The ultraviolet rays are so poisonous.

The southern sun is too poisonous.

Zhou Shike closed his eyes and asked the makeup artist to apply it on his face, and slightly parted his lips, "No need."

Xiao Li nodded and handed over the water, "Brother, do you want some water?"

"Don't drink." Zhou Shike waved his hand, and after a while, he raised his eyelids, "Get a box of wine that I often drink and send it to my room. There will be no camera tomorrow."

Old man Zhao happened to hear that he was bending over to watch the few shots just taken, when he heard Zhou Shike's words, he turned around and gave him a slap, "If you don't have a shot, you have to maintain a good state."

"Oh." Zhou Shike looked obedient, he raised his hand and raised a finger, "That's half a box."

"Okay." The makeup artist put away the tools, looked at her work, and smiled with satisfaction.

Zhou Shike's facial features are three-dimensional, and when he is not smiling, he always gives people a sense of sharpness, but he is an intern in the film, and his temperament must be compared to that of a freshly graduated college student. He must be uneasy, cautious, and serious nod.

So the makeup artist used very thin eyeliner to pull down the end of his eyes a little and lengthen them, making his eyes look softer and less penetrating.

"action"

Old man Zhao changed his attitude at work and treated everyone equally.

Zhou Shike doesn't have many shots, he just needs to follow the doctor when he is making rounds. When he is about to leave the ward, the character played by Zhou Shike reminds the family members next to the bed to remember to wear masks. When he is about to leave, he is grabbed by the violent family members. Then it was a violent beating.

Zhou Shike had read the script, and with that style of play, he might not be able to see anyone for a month if he didn't borrow a seat.

He followed behind several old actors and looked at the actors lying on the bed.

After the camera in the ward was over, it was Zhou Shike's turn. He seemed to hesitate for a while, walked back after a few steps, and whispered to the family members sitting at the end of the bed with their legs crossed: "Family members should also wear masks to protect themselves." It’s also about protecting others.”

After he finished speaking, he saw that the movement of the family members shaking their legs gradually slowed down.

Before Zhou Shike walked out of the ward, the collar of his white coat was grabbed from behind, and then his whole body was thrown out, hitting the chair with his head, and with a bang and bang, he fell to the ground on the back of his head. A little sore, but tolerable.

Although it was a borrowed seat, occasional bumps were unavoidable. The corners of his eyes and mouth were scratched, and his clothes were torn in a mess.

After this one passed, Xiao Li rushed over with exaggerated horror, "Didn't you say you borrowed a seat? Why did you really hit me?"

Zhou Shike wiped the corner of his mouth, "I accidentally touched it."

He walked back to find old man Zhao and sat down. Old man Zhao asked the makeup artist to put on makeup for him, the kind of makeup with bruised nose and swollen face, and told him how to make it look ugly.

"Is your head okay?" Old man Zhao just heard that sound, it was quite loud, and he probably really hit it.

Zhou Shike raised his hand and touched it, there was a small bump, "It's all right."

"Then take the rest of the shots."

After today's scene was filmed, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. The street lights on the road were turned on, and the shadows of the trees were cast down, like a group of monsters with teeth and claws.

Xiao Li was driving the car and saw a few small wounds on Zhou Shike's face, and said slightly dissatisfied: "That person didn't even say sorry to you."

Zhou Shike lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

"The work-related injury is on the old man Zhao. I will tell my sister when I return to Beicheng."

Xiao Li: "..." He was speechless, and he even thought Director Zhao would add two more things to Zhou Shike himself.

"Oh, by the way, Young Master Yang said that he won't drink with you anymore. He went to have a fight with yesterday's one. It's winter. He went to PK." Xiao Li suddenly remembered that Yang Shangchen asked him to tell Zhou Shike in the afternoon, and said quickly.

Zhou Shike raised his head when he heard the words, "Pk what?"

Xiao Li said he didn't know.

Zhou Shike made a phone call, and after a while, his palm lightly clasped the back of the driver's seat, "Navigate to LI bar."

On the way in the past, Zhou Shike was very helpless towards these two people. Yang Shangchen always looked down upon Tang Dongdong. Compared with Fu Simian, who is so bright and open, Tang Dongdong's pretentious minions are obviously more disgusting to him. Whenever they meet, they can't wait to bite each other. Two bites.

When they arrived at the parking lot under the bar, Xiao Li handed Zhou Shike his hat, mask, and sunglasses. After Zhou Shike put it on, he opened the door and got out of the car.

According to the information given by Yang Shangchen, Zhou Shike quickly found the bar where the two were.

When he opened the door, he couldn't help frowning because of the smell of smoke inside. The smell of various wines was mixed together. The box was very large and there were quite a few people in it. Sitting or leaning against many people, the ambiguous voices of teasing and laughing at each other reached Zhou Shike's ears.

Here, Zhou Shike knew several people, all of whom were playmates in Jiangcheng back then.

He quickly found Yang Shangchen and Tang Dongdong. The two of them occupied a small coffee table and sat facing each other. Half of the small coffee table was filled with empty wine bottles and the other half were opened.

Yang Shangchen and Tang Dongdong were blowing on the bottle, and they were full of dissatisfaction with each other.

When Zhou Shike came in, he attracted a lot of people's attention. He was slender, with excellent proportions. His calves under the shorts were very white, and his muscles were smooth. He didn't have that kind of weak figure and temperament.

He was wearing a mask and hat, which was tightly covered, and the only pair of eyes that were exposed were so sharp that people couldn't help avoiding them if they looked directly at them for two seconds.

"Who is this?"

"Your friends?"

They couldn't recognize Zhou Shike anymore.

Zhou Shike ignored this group of people. When he and Fu Simian were still together, except for Tang Dongdong, some of them always felt that Zhou Shike was with Fu Simian for the sake of Fu Simian's status and reputation.

They didn't think that Fu Simian was in a relationship with Zhou Shike at all. Fu Simian didn't care about each other at all. Zhou Shike was just a pet raised by Fu Simian.

Even if Zhou Shike returned to Beicheng later, except for the fact that Zhou Shike was Tufu Simianqian, they maintained their original views on the rest.

The young masters who are rich in family, even if there is a gap in financial resources, they all want to show their own face, with an arrogant and high-minded posture, even if they are surprised by Zhou Shike's real identity, they will not show it.

He even felt that Zhou Shike was sick.

Across the map, Beicheng and Jiangcheng, plus Zhou's family is mainly in the entertainment industry, and this group of people's family has various industries, and they have no interest in the Zhou family, so they are not afraid at all.

This person went straight to Zhou Shike's buddy, and slapped him on the back of the head. It hurt and felt ashamed to look at him.

"Chener, what are you doing?" Zhou Shike knelt down, and Yang Shangchen turned his head to look at the person who came. He recognized Zhou Shike at a glance, but he recognized him for a long time, because the alcohol had blown his mind.

Yang Shangchen pursed his mouth and choked for a moment. Two seconds later, he pushed Zhou Shike away, bent down and spit out a big puddle on the ground.

"..."

Tang Dongdong's capacity for alcohol is not limited, he has always had a good capacity for alcohol, and Yang Shangchen couldn't drink him.

Tang Dongdong was still conscious and sane, he recognized Zhou Shike, and said nervously: "I met him by chance in the hall, and he insisted on pulling me to a duel, we didn't drink much, and he couldn't do it. "

Can't do it?

"Men can't do it!" Yang Shangchen dug his fingers on the table, holding the wine bottle, "Again! Damn, if I don't kill you today, my surname is not Yang!"

Zhou Shike pulled Yang Shangchen up expressionlessly, "Let's go."

Yang Shangchen was already dying, but when he saw a step, he immediately walked down it.

"Then today, I will fucking let you go!"

Tang Dongdong: "..."

Tang Dongdong wanted Yang Shangchen to leave quickly, but the others didn't think so.

Zhou Shike's buddies slapped him in the face, no matter whether Yang Shangchen had drunk Tang Dongdong or not today, they didn't intend to let him walk out of this door with dignity.

Cigarette butts were extinguished in the ashtray.

Zhou Shike looked at a few acquaintances standing in front of him, lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't want to cause trouble.

"Who are you?"

"Haven't you drunk so much wine yet? Keep going!"

"Farewell, I'm very happy, why do you want to go?"

Their posture is obviously ready to make trouble.

In fact, these people had long disliked Zhou Shike, so why should Fu Simian be with such a person who has nothing?After knowing Zhou Shike's identity, they thought that the second generation ancestor Zhou Shike was also not worthy of Fu Sizian.

Tang Dongdong's scalp was numb and he came over to stop him.

"It's all our own people, our own people!"

"Looking for death, you guys, are you sick in your head?"

"What kind of people? Where did you come from..." Someone's voice stopped abruptly, like a crowing chicken being strangled by the neck.

Zhou Shike took off his hat, then the sunglasses, and finally the mask. His face gradually overlapped with the soft and obedient boy's face in their memory, but gradually separated because of his unruly and indifferent expression.

He is Zhou Shike, the second generation ancestor.

As for Fu Simian's Ah Ke, it seems that it has become a very long history, and it seems not so important.

The young man's sharp-edged face was no different from what he usually saw on the Internet, even more handsome and handsome. His straight nose bridge was like a sculpture, and his jaw line was sharp and smooth. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of scrutiny and coldness.

People who grew up in the palm of their hands and were doted on by everyone are different from them, just like they and Fu Simian are not from the same world.

The contempt in Zhou Shike's eyes was truly arrogant and condescending, and that kind of confidence made them feel guilty.

"Long time no see." Zhou Shike said in a low voice.

These people who were all kinds of cynics, but when the person they ridiculed really appeared in front of them, they couldn't even say a fart. They felt embarrassed. How can they say bad things in front of people?

"Ake, I didn't expect you to come to Beicheng. I saw the photos on the Internet and thought it was fake news, hahaha."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's have a meal together in another place."

This group of people has such an ability, even in such an embarrassing scene, they can still lick their faces and talk about old times.

Zhou Shike never gave anyone face, and naturally he won't now.

"Don't let me drink it?" Zhou Shike raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of mockery.

annoy them.

The authority was annoyed by being provoked, because Zhou Shike was just a pet raised by Fu Simian in the beginning, so there was nothing special about it.

They all turned cold, and they all felt that Zhou Shike was shameless.

Yang Shangchen was drunk, he leaned on Zhou Shike's shoulder, his mouth was full of alcohol.

"They're annoying, honey, beat them up."

This sentence instantly ignited the anger of these people.

His own dissatisfaction erupted, facing Zhou Shike.

"Come to our place, so arrogant?" The person who came out to speak with a wine bottle also told Fu Simian and Zhou Shike that they had been together for a hundred years. He looked at Zhou Shike with condescending eyes, "I'm afraid you have forgotten the past... ..."

"Whoa!"

A bottle of red wine was knocked from someone's hand, the glass shattered all over the floor, and the red liquid flowed down his hair all over his face, whether it was blood or wine.

Tang Dongdong looked at Fu Simian, who was dressed in a formal suit, with gloomy and indifferent eyes, and his heart tightened.

He didn't know why Brother Fu rushed in suddenly, it might be because he was always there, he was not by Zhou Shike's side, but he was everywhere around Zhou Shike.

Wu Qi looked at Fu Simian in astonishment, he wiped off the liquid on his face, his eyes were full of horror and panic, "Fu...Brother Fu?"

Fu Si's crown was scattered in front of his forehead, and he smiled slightly, which made people feel shuddering.

"Not sensible." He said softly.

"Apologize to Ake."