Top C-bit love [entertainment circle]

They all just watched from a distance, not daring to chase you.I'm different, as long as Chi Xingyan likes it, I will definitely get it. "

Song Siwei didn't know what to think of, and he was silent for a long time without answering.

Chi Xingyan thought for a while, then asked again: "You just said that I am a small star in the eyes of others, so what am I in your eyes?"

Song Siwei smiled and kissed his eyes lightly: "It's my little sun, the closer it gets, the hotter it gets."

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So there was no explanation, and it passed like this. Then the contradiction was contradictory for the sake of contradiction?

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55. Commitment

Chi Xingyan called Liu Meng to bring clean clothes, changed his clothes with a shy face, and left the hotel.

Liu Meng took him into the crew's car, and on the way to the set, he couldn't help but keep glancing at Chi Xingyan.

Chi Xingyan asked knowingly, "What are you doing with your blustery eyebrows?"

Liu Meng glanced at the driver in front, and sent Chi Xingyan a WeChat message: "How far have you and Teacher Song developed? I need to know, Sister Man will ask in the future."

Chi Xingyan replied him with an ugly emoji, with the words: "Are you blind?"

Liu Meng opened her mouth wide, imitating Zhao Tianshuo and slapped it in the air: "No...you two really--ah?"

Chi Xingyan curled the corner of his mouth viciously, grabbed his hand and slapped him three times in the air: "Not once, but three times, do you understand?"

Liu Meng gave a thumbs up: "Brother Xing, you are such an amazing person, really."

Chi Xingyan accepted his compliment very cheekily, pretending to be puzzled: "You said that Jixueman knows, will you scream and lift the roof off?"

Liu Mengsheng was afraid that the driver in front of him was a gossip, so he changed the conversation to a WeChat message. He wrote: "Sister Man, she wished you two had a real talk. Anyway, the two men are so close, as long as they don't admit it, it's nothing. nor.

Even if the two of you kiss, you can say that you are drunk and promiscuously kissing, even if you are naked, it can be said that you are meeting in a sauna. "

Chi Xingyan: "It may also be discussing the script."

Liu Meng wrote again: "Sister Man and I are not worried about you at all. Don't look at you are usually very arrogant and domineering. If you really want to protect someone, you have to wrap it tightly so that no wind can come out. Yes Zhou Chenchen is like this, and it will only be worse for Teacher Song."

Chi Xingyan kept silent and didn't reply to him, neither denying nor admitting.

"But, you have to weigh it yourself. Last time, your emotions were too obviously affected. After the live broadcast, fans were asking what happened to you.

Mr. Song is a good person, you can talk to him casually during filming, Sister Man will not object.

But don't be sincere, look at the real talk in the entertainment industry, there are a few good results, not to mention that you two are both men, and it is impossible to really get married until the end. "

Chi Xingyan looked at the news from Liu Meng, and sneered: "Who said that lovers must die forever? Why don't you say that you will have three lives and three lives, and love you for 1 years?"

Liu Meng: "Oh...ah?"

"You want to fart? Brother Xing, I'm not a sage of love." Chi Xingyan took out black super sunglasses from his pocket and straddled the bridge of his nose, and put his head on Liu Meng's lap, ready to close his eyes to catch up on sleep.

Liu Meng was completely relieved and didn't ask any more questions.

Chi Xingyan lay down for a while but still couldn't fall asleep, closed his eyes and asked a strange question: "Do you know what is the most taboo thing when playing baseball?"

"I haven't played, I don't know."

"The most taboo thing is that the ball is still flying in the air. You should be timid first. At this time, Murphy's Law will be extremely accurate. The ball will definitely hit you. Either it hurts your face or hurts your ass. Solve it The solution is very simple, you just need to aim the ball, swing hard, and take a serious bet."

Liu Meng said, I don't understand what you want to say.

"Now that the briquettes have thrown the ball, he accepted Liao Chen's film and recommended me to write the theme song. He made it clear that he wanted to wait three months before the filming of the film was finished, and he would continue to edit it with me. The reasoning continues to be chaotic. You said he is so sincere, can I not accept the move?"

After hearing this, Liu Meng suddenly realized that the briquette was talking about Mr. Song.

After Chi Xingyan had given Song Siwei a nickname, he suddenly asked sweetly, "Guess what the note on WeChat that Honeycomb gave me?"

Liu Meng: "I don't really want to know."

Chi Xingyan picked up his phone: "I don't want to tell you yet."

Liu Meng didn't talk to him, he really didn't want to know, is it cool to show love to you every day in front of a single dog, big star of the universe?

Chi Xingyan was quiet for a while, and was a little disappointed to see that Liu Meng really didn't come to ask, so he decided to force him to know.

Chi Xingyan sat up, and mysteriously leaned into Liu Meng's ear and said, "It's "Big Eyes"—"

Liu Meng suddenly had goosebumps all over her body, and she rejected this nickname with all her heart——

Chi Xingyan, you have defiled my idol, Mr. Song, not to mention, you have even infected him with the nasty feeling!

"Tsk tsk, I just said that briquettes are really boring..." Chi Xingyan half-complained and half-blamely said, "Not only can't tell the truth from the fake, but he has a lot of thoughts, and he likes to play around. He wants to keep me by his side Not to mention it directly, but to find Liao Chen to recommend me.

If I like it, I don't say it outright, I secretly change my nickname, confession is the same, if I didn't misunderstand and let him go, he wouldn't admit his heartbeat at all.

Ah, old men are so complicated, can't you just go to bed and sleep with him when you feel uncomfortable like me?He didn't understand the charm of hitting the straight ball at all. "

Liu Meng: "..."

"Hey, what nickname do you think I should give him? Is it the surface of the moon, or the god of the pit, or is it better to call it honeycomb?"

Single dog Liu Meng looked numb: "Can I change the subject?"

Chi Xingyan: "Then call me Brother Moon, okay? Okay!"

Liu Meng: "Can you be a little more earthy?"

He wondered whether to laugh or cry, should he let Brother Xing return his dignified Teacher Song, or let Teacher Song return him Gao Leng Brother Xing, or just resign.Watching others show affection is definitely a great torture in the world!

Chi Xingyan didn't stop talking all the way, until he got out of the car, he was still full of "honeycomb coal", as if he was going to run for the coal factory director in a second.

"You're really too noisy. Why did Mr. Song fall in love with you?" Liu Meng couldn't stand him, and dared to complain.

As soon as Chi Xingyan wore sunglasses, he didn't love anyone, and he turned cold in a second: "Ms. Song has eyes that are good at discovering beauty. You can't appreciate it because you are blind."

Liu Meng: "Okay."

After walking along the dirt road for a while, the two soon arrived at the set.

The crew has been filming a copy of the scene for the past few days. Chi Xingyan used to shuttle between various studios every day, either flying over eaves and walls, digging up graves and digging up corpses, or fighting with various group actors. He said he was acting, but actually There is no difference between them and brick movers, they are all doing physical work.

Song Siwei was much more comfortable. Ever since Xie Qian's legs were broken, Song Siwei had been filming in a wheelchair and pushed everywhere.

As the brain power of the whole play, Song Siwei is both the male lead and the commentary of the whole play. The script is densely arranged, and three whole pages are full of his lines.

He also calls the screenwriter over from time to time to change the plot and lines on the spot. Sometimes even Zhao Tianshuo has to be an auditor, listening to him talk to the screenwriter about the professionalism of "dominant language" and "implicit language" the term.

Song Siwei is very talented in acting, and because he watched his father directing plays since he was a child, he also knows other activities on the set like the back of his hand. He can even direct a little bit of light and radio, and unknowingly turned himself into half of the assistant director of the crew.

When Chi Xingyan arrived on the set, Song Siwei had already talked to the screenwriter eloquently.

Chi Xingyan looked curious, inserted in and listened, only to find that the two were arguing about how the night of Xie Qian's tenth day should be arranged.

Song Siwei sat upright, let the make-up teacher arrange the wig for him, and held the script far away with one hand: "You have a problem with this paragraph, Xie Qian stabs people as soon as they are stabbed, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

The screenwriter is not a big name either, she is a female student under a big screenwriter, and she said in a soft voice: "There are many descriptions of psychological activities in the original book, Xie Qian's memory killing, Cheng Chushi's resentment, there are many classic The golden sentence is widely circulated among the fans, if it is not written into the lines, we can’t explain it to the fans.”

"Is the filming for book fans, or for the audience?" Song Siwei asked.

The editor was silent for a while before replying: "Mr. Song, you may not understand that the early stage of the big IP depends on fans of the original works. Besides, aren't book fans and audiences a group of people?"

Song Siwei said: "Of course not a group of people. Although the script is based on the original work, it is already a second creation. The object you are responsible for is the audience who will watch the play in the future, not the book that has already had an inherent impression in your mind. pink.

This is why the same four masterpieces, but the plays derived from different directors will have different styles.As a screenwriter, you should not blindly please the fans of the original work, while ignoring the logic of the characters themselves. "

The editor could understand half-understood, and Chi Xingyan was also confused, so he couldn't help asking: "Can you give me an example, Mr. Song?"

Song Siwei didn't notice him at first, but he interrupted him suddenly, and when he turned his head, he looked at Shangchi Xingyan's handsome profile. The scenes of the skin-to-skin kiss last night flooded into his mind instantly, and Song Siwei's earlobes were visibly red up.

He coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Go and bring a chair over and listen together."

Chi Xingyan pouted at Liu Meng who was next to him, and the treacherous minister gave him a stool with a long wink.

Chi Xingyan stood behind Song Siwei's chair, bent slightly, put his hands on Song Siwei's shoulders, put them next to his ears, and stared at Song Siwei intently.