The coordinator said that it was added at the request of the director. "

"What are you reading around at 8 o'clock in the evening?" Chi Xingyan asked, "The actors are all off work, how do you read around?"

"It's just a big show between you and Mr. Song. The place is in Mr. Song's room. Director Zhao and Mr. Chen are also coming." Liu Meng replied.

Chi Xingyan frowned slightly: "The highlight? Didn't you say which one?"

"No."

Chi Xingyan glanced at Song Siwei, and the two looked at each other. Song Siwei was obviously puzzled by this temporary arrangement.

It's temporarily aggravating the reading of the book, and I don't know which scene it is. Is it possible that the achievement depends on the performance on the spot?

Chi Xingyan was a little apprehensive, he couldn't handle such unprepared things.

I don't know why, but his experience of various delicate emotions described in the text is always vague.

It's like saying that someone is furious in the script. He can vaguely know what it feels like to be angry, but he can't express it accurately with his face and body language.

This is also the fundamental reason why he is always criticized for his poor acting skills.

After reading the script, the director will usually focus on a few particularly important sentences and repeatedly emphasize how this place should be played.

Every time Chi Xingyan draws marks on the script and writes a lot of hints, but when it comes to the real performance, he still can't grasp the key points, either the expression is not in place, or the force is too strong and he always seems to be staring.

For a layman like Chi Xingyan, acting is a hard job that ordinary people can't imagine.

Just mobilizing a certain facial muscle precisely is enough to make him scramble, not to mention performing with his lines with great emotion.

After a major event, I feel more tired than a doctor after a delicate operation.

If an actor needs to take an exam to work, he must be the one who is at the bottom every year and will be brushed off every time.

But with his bad acting skills and his own traffic, he was able to receive dramas like "Detective Cases of the East", and he didn't know whether he should feel lucky for himself or feel sad for the entire film and television industry.

Chi Xingyan suddenly remembered the confession he had made to Song Siwei in the morning, and besides being impulsive, he seemed to have said something like "please advise" to Song Siwei.

Although he was later ruined by his sentence "You love to teach but not to teach", Chi Xingyan, determined to make up for what is bad, still asked Song Siwei who was still doing his hair next to him: "Do you think the director will let us Which one are you reading?"

Song Siwei thought for a while and wanted to answer him: "The highlight of Xie Qian and Cheng Chushi, isn't it just a few scenes? The night Xie Ye passed away, Cheng Chushi angrily blamed Xie Qian, why didn't he protect him well?"

"Well, this counts as a game." Chi Xingyan nodded.

"Also, after Xie Ye was buried, Xie Qian was under his influence, and was decreed by the emperor to inherit the title, but was put under the command of the enemy to serve.

Before leaving, Xie Qian asked Cheng Chushi to stay where he was and not to follow him.Cheng Chushi was very resentful for losing the opportunity to kill his enemy, the night when he and Xie Qian had a quarrel. "

"This time will definitely be the key point." Chi Xingyan nodded wildly, and sure enough, he was right to ask Song Siwei, at least the scope of the test questions has been reduced by more than half.

"Xie Qian was plotted against by someone. He misunderstood that Cheng Chu Shi did it. He ordered the guards led by Zou Yan to fight Cheng Chu Shi for a day and a night. In the end, he personally stabbed Cheng Chu eleven. One match must be the top priority." Song Siwei said again.

Chi Xingyan continued to nod his head like garlic: "What else?"

"And..." Song Siwei hesitated for a moment.

"Hey, don't hide it, think about it." Chi Xingyan was like a scumbag who didn't know what to do, and he didn't want to let go of Song Siwei's thick thigh.

"And...the scene where Cheng Chushi confided his heart to Xie Qian..." Song Siwei looked slightly embarrassed, "I don't know if you remember it."

"Which scene?" Chi Xingyan had no memory at all, and the script did not specifically write about the confession scene on the tenth day of the lunar new year.

Those so-called ambiguous plots are permeated between the lines, for example, Cheng Chushi would say "I want to protect Master forever", and Xie Qian would wear the small objects given to him by Chushishi.

The screenwriter must have scratched his head and deleted all the dangerous plots in order to pass the review. How could he write a scene of true love confession.

"It was because he was drunk, held Xie Qian in his arms and slept all night... that one." Song Siwei became more and more embarrassed as he spoke.

It was only then that Chi Xingyan vaguely remembered that there was indeed a scene of getting drunk, but it seemed that he had never hugged and slept together.

"No, I don't remember sleeping together, and Cheng Chushi didn't say anything to Xie Qian to express his feelings." Although Chi Xingyan was a bad actor, he was still very confident in his memory.

Song Siwei hesitated for a while, and returned to him after a long time: "It's not in the script, but it's written in the original book, and I've read it all."

Chi Xingyan was taken aback, what?

Not only did you read the prescribed bibliography, but you also read the extracurricular development?

Song Siwei, don't be so good, can't you? Doesn't it make me a scumbag like me even more scumbag...

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15. Wai Reading 1

Summer evenings are not much different from daytime.It was not yet dark outside, Chi Xingyan and Song Siwei tried on all the makeup, and were dragged to the studio to take a few sets of spare poster photos, followed by more than an hour of makeup removal, and then went around Back to the hotel where we stayed.

Chi Xingyan slumped on the hotel bed in a lifeless manner, touching his stinging and itchy face, and wailing incessantly.

"Damn..." he yelled, "There's never been a time when I took off the headgear without being allergic, it itches me to death."

The door was still wide open, and the door of Song Siwei's room opposite was also open. An ice bag flew out from inside. Like a dog seeing a Frisbee, Liu Meng jumped up to catch it reflexively, showing a mouthful of small white teeth: "Thank you, Teacher Song. !"

"Take this and apply it." Liu Meng pressed the ice pack on Chi Xingyan's face.

"Ah..." Chi Xingyan clutched the ice bag, poked his head out and asked Song Siwei in the opposite room, "Uncle Song, aren't you very proficient in health preservation? After studying big health care for so long, is there any way to cure allergies?" Physical?"

Another box of ointment flew out from Song Siwei's side, and Liu Meng made another precise attack and took it steadily.

"This student, please pay attention to your words, there is a big difference between the words "health care" and "big health care". "Song Siwei's voice came faintly.

"The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart..." Chi Xingyan said, "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, is there any way to cure it? Every time I am allergic to makeup gel and makeup remover alcohol, I get annoyed died."

Chi Xingyan, who just turned 20, seems to be full of troubles in his life. Every day he is either "really annoying" or "very annoying".

Song Siwei was almost immune to his catchphrase: "It's useless if you're annoying, just don't touch any allergies."

"The problem is that I'm prone to allergies..." Chi Xingyan got up and looked in the mirror, and found that his face was flushed all over, and he scratched his hair in frustration, trying to cover the red marks, "Alcohol allergies, coffee Allergies, ultraviolet rays are also allergic, and they are almost allergic to air.”

"Also allergic to an old man like you." He added.

Song Siwei was folding clothes when he heard the words and poked his head out: "Don't take everything with me."

"Really, I didn't lie to you..." Chi Xingyan rushed to the door, looked at him and said seriously, "When I thought of you as an uncle who can do Tai Chi, and also thought that Xie Qian was played by you, I will play three or four times in the future." I have to pretend to be affectionate towards you for a month, and I get goose bumps all over my body."

"Do you think I won't get up?" Song Siwei said angrily, "I see you like a curly-haired baboon every day, whether you are calling people nicknames, or jumping up and down and flirting, I am also very difficult, okay?"

Very well, this is the second time Song Siwei has mocked me today.

Chi Xingyan blinked, and made a silent note in his heart, thinking triumphantly, it turned out that the gentleness, kindness, elegance and decency were all pretending before, and after a long time, the true nature will be revealed, right?

"Mr. Song, you may not know our brother Xing..." Liu Meng hurriedly helped Chi Xingyan restore his reputation, "Although he always says no, he is actually very kind in his heart. After getting along with him for a long time, you will feel He's so sweet and sweet."

Song Siwei asked: "Your Brother Xing must have sent you a lot of money, right?"

"It's not too much..." Liu Meng said with a smile, "I'm very easy to buy."

"You—" Chi Xingyan glared at Liu Meng, and suddenly remembered that this person had turned his elbows out earlier, so he had to beat the door frame bitterly, "Very well, your bonus is gone."

Liu Meng was still grinning.

Every time Chi Xingyan threatens, he only knows this trick, and the frequency is equivalent to the mantra he says "I'm bored to death" every day.

At a young age, with a poor memory and nothing new, Liu Meng, like Song Siwei, has long been immune to Chi Xingyan's falsehood.

"It's already 8 o'clock, and I haven't seen Mr. Chen and Director Zhao come over." Liu Meng said.

Chi Xingyan replied to him: "What do you know, important people never arrive early. Haven't you seen those celebrities who walk the red carpet at the end of the day, they all arrive by stepping on them?"

"When can we have a finale?" Liu Meng asked.

Chi Xingyan waved his hand: "Walking on the red carpet is the most boring thing, and it's just such a short section that we have to prioritize. The most impetuous and vain places in Vanity Fair are the red carpet and banquets."

"You think so too?" Song Siwei said, "I'm surprised you think so."

Chi Xingyan leaned on the door frame, watching Song Siwei busily arranging the books on the table in the opposite room, and couldn't help arousing his interest in chatting: "I've always thought so. Why, a traffic star hates being popular Blanket, is this weird?"

Before Song Siwei could answer him, he asked himself and answered: "Indeed

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