madness into madness

He didn't find dozens of them. He was anxious, and scrolled down again, still nothing. Suddenly, he had an idea, the mobile phone text message has a search function, how could he forget it!

Enter the word "Senior" in the search bar at the top, and the text message Tang Feiyu sent to him came out immediately, and he pressed the dial without thinking, forgetting that he was not in contact with Tang Feiyu.

Beep, beep, there was a sound coming from the phone, but no one answered it all the time, Hou Qingjie walked back and forth, and it seemed like a whole day had passed for a second, finally, as he was looking forward to, someone answered it.

"Hello," it wasn't Tang Feiyu's voice.

Hou Qingjie didn't speak, he was a little at a loss.

"Are you Hou Qingjie?" The voice over there gradually became clear, and Hou Qingjie heard it familiar.

"You are?" The voice sounded familiar, but I just couldn't remember who it was.

"I'm Tao Ping." The voice on the phone was tired.

"Tang Feiyu?" He asked tentatively, Hou Qingjie didn't know what to say, Tao Ping, Tang Feiyu's assistant, Tang Feiyu's cell phone was in his past.

"It's fine. I wanted to postpone it, but he insisted on tomorrow, so I can't help it," Tao Ping on the phone sighed helplessly. He called Hou Qingjie just now and wanted to postpone it for a day, but Tang Feiyu insisted tomorrow.

"What's wrong with him?" It seemed that something really happened to Tang Feiyu, his heart was hanging in his throat.

"It's nothing serious. Hypoglycemia is an old problem. I haven't had a good diet recently. It won't affect tomorrow's shooting." Although Tao Ping's tone was relaxed, his previous attitude still showed that the situation was serious.

"Why don't you postpone it for a day," said the words hesitantly, and the concern that was stuck in Hou Qingjie's throat was suppressed.

Tao Ping was silent for a while, and then said, "No need, he insists on tomorrow, he will not change after he has made up his mind, he is resting, see you tomorrow." Tao Ping hung up the phone after speaking,

Hou Qingjie had no voice here, and the water droplets on his body had dried up. Even though there was heating in the room, he still felt cold. Ever since Tang Feiyu came back, he felt that everything had changed.

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chapterThirty: Guidance

The next morning, Hou Qingjie put on casual clothes and recently bought sneakers. His whole body was much cleaner than before.It is very inconvenient to wear suits and leather shoes on the set. Directors and actors have always dressed very casually. Big-name actors and stylists specially choose clothes to prevent sneaky shots of sloppy scenes.Of course Hou Qingjie didn't care about these things. He is not a person who pays attention to his image, nor is he an actor. He always wears sloppy clothes, but today he changed into better clothes, and he doesn't know why, or he doesn't want to lose face in front of Tang Feiyu.

Before going out, he was still worried, so he called Tao Ping again, but Tao Ping insisted, "We are ready to go, Tang Feiyu is finishing breakfast soon, so I won't be late." His tone was not friendly, and he seemed very dissatisfied with Hou Qingjie.It wasn't that Tao Ping didn't care about Tang Feiyu's body, but that he misunderstood Hou Qingjie's meaning and thought he was urging him.Having been Tang Feiyu's manager for so many years, he and Tang Feiyu have become friends in private, and Gu Feng also told him to watch Tang Feiyu and not make any mistakes, especially be careful of Hou Qingjie, if Tang Yuming didn't come forward, Gu Feng would not Agreed with Tang Feiyu's appearance in Hou Qingjie's movie.

Hou Qingjie was still driving his second-hand car, the roads in Beijing were always blocked, and the shooting location was far away from his home, so the traffic jam lasted for two hours, no matter how anxious he was, he refused to leave.

"Hello! Hello!" Hou Qingjie was a little anxious, "Song Cheng!" Song Cheng on the other side of the phone talked to him absent-mindedly.

"Ah, Director Hou, I didn't see it clearly. Why haven't you come yet? We've been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't come, the filming can't proceed."

Hou Qingjie became even angrier when he heard his relaxed tone, he must have owed this person in his previous life, "I'm stuck in traffic, you guys play with each other first." The tone was not good, and he believed that Song Cheng could tell that he was unhappy.

however……

"What! You're stuck in traffic! Don't you need to shoot today! That's great!" Song Cheng over there cheered loudly, maybe even jumped up, but if it made him uncomfortable, Song Cheng couldn't even think about being comfortable.

"Did you find the feeling in yesterday's scene? Shoot yours first today, and find the feeling." With the pleasure of revenge, Hou Qingjie gritted his teeth and said the words that made Song Cheng faint immediately. "Okay. But, Director Hou, traffic jams in Beijing usually take a long time. Are you sure you can get there?"

"You came to pick me up, don't you have a motorcycle?" Finally, when it came to business, it was easy to digress when talking to Song Cheng.

"What! I'll pick you up! Are you kidding me!?" Song Cheng frowned again.

"Who will come if you don't come, or do you want someone else to pick me up on your motorcycle?" Song Cheng Baobao's own motorcycle baby is usually very powerful, and once he accidentally touched him, he yelled.

"Okay, where are you?" Song Cheng was stupefied again, facing Hou Qingjie, although he always took the initiative to provoke him, but in the end he was deflated by himself, and recently Hou Qingjie's impression has changed a lot, becoming sharp, he There is no room to fight back.

Hou Qingjie reported the location and added, "Bring someone over here and let him look at my car."

There was a moan from the other side of the phone, "Got it, I don't even want your broken car for free." He was very reluctant, but he was the one who was oppressed.Hou Qingjie was angry, as long as the car can be driven, why are there so many demands? Does a good car make people miss it?

However, he hung up the phone without waiting for Hou Qingjie's refutation, probably because he was afraid of being scolded by Hou Qingjie, Hou Qingjie didn't bother with him for a second, why did he say this to him when he was a few years older than him.So, wait and wait, after waiting for half an hour, Song Cheng finally arrived.

"Why did you come here?" You can get there in ten minutes by driving a motorcycle.

"There are so many people here that it's hard to find. I'm dizzy seeing so many people. It's fast enough. It's already 10 o'clock. We should have lunch when you arrive. Hehe, I'm hungry." The only person in Songcheng What is commendable is this heartless character, there is nothing that can make him take it to heart.

Hou Qingjie ignored him and spoke directly to the person behind him, "Please look at the car for me, this is my business card, and the phone number is on it, call me if you have anything to do." This person looked reliable, unlike Song Cheng Hippie.

"Okay, Director Hou." He took the business card with both hands and helped Hou Qingjie close the car door.

"Let's go, it's too late now." Turning around, Hou Qingjie urged Song Cheng directly, and Song Cheng got on the car again before taking off his helmet.

"Director Hou, you're awesome." The motorcycle was fast, and Hou Qingjie could feel the whirring sound in his ears even though he was wearing a helmet. Song Cheng's voice was torn apart by the wind, but it still entered his ears. "You actually let the actor Tang Feiyu wait for you."

Hou Qingjie was dumbfounded, sure enough Tang Feiyu had arrived.

"Damn it!" Suddenly, Song Cheng cursed, "The actor looks better up close than on TV. If it wasn't for the assistant next to him, I would have gone up and asked for his autograph."

Hou Qingjie still didn't speak, but this didn't affect Song Cheng's speech.

"Director Hou, I have to remind you that the assistant's face is very dark. You are probably the first one to make the actor wait for such a long time. Maybe the assistant will scold you in front of the whole crew." Said Later, Song Cheng was completely gloating.

"You don't have to worry about this, I have a sense of propriety, drive your car properly." Song Cheng's chatter annoyed him, his thoughts became a mess, and the person he had been avoiding would eventually have to face.

It was slow when they came, but it was very fast when they went back. When the two returned to the set, the actors were all playing against each other. Tang Feiyu and Liu Qiao stood together and spoke to each other. However, Tang Feiyu seemed to be in a bad state today. Makeup couldn't hide his tired body.

Seeing him coming back, Tao Ping was the first to rush over, opened his mouth to scold him, but was stopped by Tang Feiyu, and shook his head, "Director Hou, we meet again." Tang Feiyu smiled, but the smile was forced, The fundus of the eyes is also a pool of stagnant water, the charm is not there, but there is a decadent beauty.

"Yes," Hou Qingjie stretched out his hand to hold Tang Feiyu's slightly pale hand. He was thinner again, and the bones in his hand felt cold. He couldn't say anything else except these two words, and the whole crew was watching.

"Get ready, start shooting!" Shouted to the staff and actors behind Tang Feiyu, Hou Qingjie was about to start shooting, and when he saw Tang Feiyu, his heart jumped into his throat again, "You rest first, have lunch, and shoot the Song City scene first .”

"Yeah," Tang Feiyu didn't object, and sat on the stool watching them hurrying back and forth. Hou Qingjie realized that he was wearing a down jacket when he was far away. The black down jacket made his waist slender and his legs long. The uncontrollable paleness becomes even whiter.Can't look any more, Hou Qingjie told himself, Tang Feiyu is a poppy, beautiful but deadly, however, his eyes will still look there, but Tang Feiyu is not looking at him, and has been staring at Liu Qiao and Song Cheng who are hugging each other.

Alas, Song Cheng is inexperienced, lacking in emotion, and the youthful college students are very good at acting, but the men in their thirties are not good at it, and they have unintentionally shown immaturity and NG countless times. Interaction can't enter the play, the movements are stiff and the eyes are erratic.

Once again NG, Song Cheng bowed his head and said sorry to Liu Qiao, Liu Qiao can't blame him, from the eyes of seniors, Song Cheng's acting is not good enough, but at his age there are always difficulties to break through.

"Don't be discouraged, let's find out how we feel." Liu Qiao liked Song Cheng quite a bit, and he had a cheerful personality and made jokes in the crew to enliven the atmosphere very well.

"Well," Song Cheng said so, but his face was full of frustration.