Debt in the entertainment industry

The next morning Xu Yan knocked on the door of Wei Ting's room, and was startled by Wei Ting, who had a chicken nest head on his head and a pair of rabbit eyes, and exclaimed:

"Brother Wei! What's wrong with you?!"

Wei Ting's condition looked serious, not just dark circles, but bloodshot eyes.

Xu Yan stomped her feet anxiously, she was going to take makeup photos for a certain product advertisement later, and she was going to film a movie in the afternoon, Wei Ting couldn't be on camera with his appearance.

"Didn't sleep well."

Wei Ting still said the same thing, damn insomnia.

"Why? Could it be that you have received too many announcements recently? Do you want to push some away?" Xu Yan immediately took out her notebook to look at Wei Ting's recent schedule.

Wei Ting turned around and went to wash up: "You can arrange it. I'll take a rest sometime. I'm not in a good state recently."

Xu Yan was a little suspicious, but Wei Ting was a human being, not a machine, so he would naturally get tired.However, Wei Ting in such a bad state is really rare.

Xu Yan was a little worried: "Do you want to invite Dr. Yao to come and have a look?"

Yao Yu looks cynical, but he is actually a shrewd fox.Moreover, he has been with him for many years, and he knows himself too well, so it is inevitable to get to the bottom of it when he comes.

"No, just apply ice and it'll be fine."

The makeup artist arrived half an hour later than Xu Yan. As soon as he saw Wei Ting's eyes, he looked at Xu Yan and asked with his mouth, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yan shrugged.

So ice compresses and eye drops were applied, finally Wei Ting didn't look so bad.

A set of makeup photos was taken all morning, and when they arrived at the set of "Tingyin in Troubled Times" in the afternoon, the director found Wei Ting himself, and he could tell at a glance that Wei Ting's face was not in a good mood.

"Wei Ting, what's wrong today? Are you sick?"

"No, is Director Feng okay?"

"It's fine, don't get tired. However, Ji Zhehuan didn't come to film today, and he couldn't get through the phone. You see..." Director Feng is such a shrewd person. end.

Wei Ting dialed Ji Zhehuan's phone and turned off the phone.

"Director Feng, I'll ask you for leave on his behalf, and I'll take care of it. Please help put his part in the back row, and I'll take full responsibility."

The word full responsibility is nothing more than giving the director a reassurance, and proceeded to arrange it.

Today's first scene is a fighting scene.

The leader of the Taihu Gang and the leader of the Wulei League teamed up to challenge Fang Zheyan on the Silent Island. Except for Wei Ting, the other two lined up under the guidance of Wu Zhi before the filming started. Wei Ting had shot countless martial arts scenes. And he himself has done professional training in private.

The filming officially started, the fighting scenes are always very worrying, the fights are too fake to watch, and the real fights are afraid of hurting Wei Ting, both actors are a little timid, although Wei Ting told them to let go at the beginning hands and feet.

Wei Ting was very dissatisfied with the first filming. The lack of sleep made him feel a little bit pained. After talking to the two of them, the director also nodded, and they dared to start shooting.

Costume fighting scenes are very tiring. Not only do you have to fight, but you also have to rely on the imagination of the actors. Many scenes have to be produced by computers in post-production, and Wia is hanging on the body at all times.

An important shot was taken, Fang Zheyan flew up and hit the top of the two people's heads, and then the two of them would attack him upwards. Fang Zheyan's weapon was Xiao, and the weapons of the other two were knives and swords. It is not a real sword, but it is also made of a certain degree of toughness in order to highlight the effect.

The body was suddenly lifted up, Wei Ting's brain became dizzy for a moment, and the attacks in his hands became chaotic. The two actors below didn't have much temporary coping ability. On the arms and calves, Wei Ting should have avoided this blow.

The two of them immediately panicked. What kind of character is Wei Ting... How can third-rate actors like them get along after Wei Ting is hurt?

The filming scene exploded, and the filming stopped immediately. Everyone rushed up. Xu Yan ran the fastest. The drama manager took off Wei Ting's wire, and the medical staff hurried forward to send him back to the room.The director followed behind nervously.

Wei Ting was forced to lie down on the bed, with a helpless expression on his face, it's impossible to not get hurt when filming a martial arts scene.

It hurts a bit, but actually the injury is not painful, the calf is fine, because there are underwear under the ancient gauze skirt, the weapon is not very sharp, only a little bit of skin is punctured, the arm is more serious, and the weapon has a close relationship Contact, the blood has stained the costume red.

The medical staff skillfully disinfected and bandaged Wei Ting, and the director kept unrelated personnel outside the door.The two actors stood aside with their heads bowed.Wei Ting sighed in his heart, this circle is like this, because of having the title of film king, he made himself look like a man-eating tiger.

"I don't blame you guys today, it was my mistake, let's go down." Turning to the director, he said, "Director Feng, go get busy too, you have to be present at the scene."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the actor's temper is really good.

The director checked carefully, but luckily no bones were injured.

"Then go back and rest, you can rest for a few days."

"Thank you."

Xu Yan sent the director away. Wei Ting suffered countless injuries during filming, this time it was considered the lightest.It's just that today's injury is really unreasonable.

This scene was not difficult for Wei Ting at all, but he was actually injured.Xu Yan guessed that something must have happened to Wei Ting, but she was not sure, she was a competent assistant, so she kept silent.

"Brother Wei, should I call Dr. Yao?"

"No, take me home."

"But the wound is so big..."

"Isn't it dealt with, let's go home."

Even though Xu Yan was worried, she couldn't be more stubborn than him.

The company has arranged several assistants for Wei Ting, but Wei Ting usually only takes her with him. She likes working under Wei Ting very much. Although she has been the best actor for several times, she never plays big names, but she has to maintain her dignity in front of outsiders. The posture of a film king seems a little daunting.

They usually only take her with them when they are filming for announcements, unlike other stars who bring a large group of bodyguard assistants, which is more likely to attract the attention of reporters.

It was a blessing in disguise, and I could rest for a few days.

He let Xu Yan take leave, and the injury he suffered did not affect his mobility at all.The nanny cooked and left. I ate and watched a movie alone. I was a little bored.

There was a figure of a person in his head, a little dazed, because of that unknown kiss, this person would always appear in his mind regardless of time, and it became more and more frequent.

In fact, I already had a bold idea in my heart, but I never dared to think about it because it was too bold and unreliable.

In the past 26 years, when others were thinking about falling in love, he was always only interested in studies and filming.When he was studying in the United States, he also resisted from the bottom of his heart to kiss scenes with female classmates, so he had a lot of conflicts with the teacher.Could it be... Could it be that he really likes men?

He restrained himself from thinking about it, but at this moment, that thought grew more and more vigorously like weeds sprayed with auxin.

Made myself very irritable.I found a notebook again and searched for information.

He didn't forget to let Xu Yan pay attention to Ji Zhehuan's movements. At noon, Xu Yan called to say that Ji Zhehuan hadn't been on the set for two days.

Standing at the door of Ji Zhehuan's house, there was an urge to break in.He didn't understand why he had to come to the door in person for such a trivial matter. This behavior was completely out of the control of his brain.

I checked the landline of Ji Zhehuan's house, and when I put my ear close to the door, I could hear the landline ringing all the time, but no one answered it.

Could it be...he is not at home?But where can he go when he is not at home?Wei Ting walked up and down the narrow corridor and realized that he didn't know Ji Zhehuan at all. Apart from his name and address, what else did he know?He has no idea of ​​his family, friends, past, and current living conditions.

friend?Li Bo!This is the only friend of Ji Zhehuan he has come into contact with, and they have a very close relationship.

Someone upstairs was talking, this place is not [-]% safe, and I thought about what to do if Ji Zhehuan suddenly opened the door, what if Ji Zhehuan came back suddenly...

Wei Ting didn't understand. He had no experience. Although he had done a lot of filming and acting, it was all his talent.It was the first time he knew that feelings could come out so inexplicably, so out of control, so... flustered.

I have a special status, so I was always worried about being found out. After thinking about it, I went to a roadside shop and bought a small notebook and a pen. I left a few words, tore them up, and stuffed them under Ji Zhehuan's door. Unwilling to go back.

"Yao Yu, where are you?" Yao Yu received a call from Wei Ting. At this time, he was giving fluids to the injured at Dong Bocheng's home. For some reason, the wound was torn again. In the morning, he came trip.

In the afternoon, Dong Bocheng called him again, saying that the wounded had a fever, so he had to make another trip.

Looking at the masked patient lying on the hospital bed, the more he looked at him, the more he looked at him, he was really a poor person. Yao Yu automatically imagined a picture of Dong Bocheng forcibly occupying the beautiful boy, and the beautiful boy vowed to die.He learned from his father how vicious and domineering Dong Bocheng was, and he felt more and more pitiful for the patient.

"I'm out for a doctor's visit, what's the matter?"

"I... seem to be sick."

Yao Yu heard Wei Ting's voice was a little weak,

"Then wait for me for an hour."

"it is good."

After Yao Yu finished infusing Dong Bocheng's patient, he rushed to Wei Ting's house again.

Usually jokes are jokes, he knows how important Wei Ting's body is.

It was the nanny who opened the door. The meal was already prepared. Wei Ting was sitting at the dining table with gauze wrapped around his arms and OK bandages on his calves, waiting for him with a glass of red wine.

"Injured? Why are you still drinking?"

Now that he has dealt with it, he feels more at ease.

Wei Ting asked the nanny to go back first and poured wine for Yao Yu.

"Sit down, the flesh injury has been dealt with."

"Then you specially invited me to dinner?"

Yao Yu checked him, and it was really not serious. He was already starving after a busy day, so he couldn't care less about tasting red wine.

Wei Ting cut to the chase.

"If someone pops up in my mind often..."

"I've fallen in love with her." Yao Yu was surprised when he ate the food, "Who did you fall in love with?!"

Wei Ting continued: "My body will respond to him."

This is so abnormal, Yao Yu patted his chest and swallowed the food, almost bursting into tears.

"That... Actually, this is quite normal, brother, are you serious? It's been 26 years, I thought I couldn't wait for this day..."

"..."

"Really, some of our classmates doubted your sexual function at that time..."

Well-trained Wei Ting twitched his face and spit out two words.

"fart."

"That's right, look at your usual abstinence."

Wei Ting felt that it was a mistake to talk to Yao Yu about this issue.

"I kissed him."

"Oh, congratulations, congratulations, Young Master Wei's spring has finally arrived, but logically speaking, this is a good thing, why is your complexion not so good, are you really sick?"

"He's a man."

"puff!!!"

Yao Yu was dumbfounded when Wei Ting blasted him with a landmine.

"Wei Ting, you, you, you..."

Wei Ting gave him a blank look.

Yao Yu slapped his thigh, "Let me just say, why did you, Wei Ting, suddenly become enlightened, so it's so good!"

"..."

"Who is that man? Don't worry, I don't object. I'm very open. It's your parents' business to object."

Yao Yu's chattering gossip was more enthusiastic than Wei Ting himself.

Wei Ting didn't answer directly, but only reminded: "That person...you also know him."

The author has something to say: The author has already felt so strongly that someone has abandoned the article~~~ [tears run away~~but Shell will definitely finish writing this story~~