After the sick top was forced to marry

Pei Ming took a deep breath and stood in front of Lin Zijin: "I..."

"From the moment you knocked on the door and came in," Lin Zijin leaned on the back of the chair with his chin propped up, "You want to send documents, but no one should start knocking on the door."

Pei Ming was a little surprised: "Do you remember my role?"

"Ah."

Lin Zijin responded perfunctorily.

Pei Ming took a few steps back, stood still, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"manager."

"Manager?" Pei Ming raised his hand and knocked in the air, slightly raised his voice, "Manager Fang? Are you there?"

Lin Zijin suddenly said, "Stop."

Pei Ming put down his hands and looked at him with some anxiety.

"Come here." Lin Zijin waved to him.

Pei Ming walked towards him without knowing why, and immediately put a hand on his lower abdomen.

He jerked his body and raised his eyes to look at Lin Zijin.

But Lin Zijin frowned and said, "Say the lines again."

"Manager Fang..."

Lin Zijin patted his lower abdomen: "The breath is too floating."

"Can......"

"I know it's not live radio," he said, "but that's your problem, speak up now so you won't get scolded later, understand?"

Pei Ming nodded obediently: "Understood, thank you Brother Lin."

Lin Zijin withdrew his hand: "I'll talk about the lines later, you continue."

Pei Ming took a few steps back and made a motion to open the door.

He first poked his head slightly, looked around the room, and was startled when he saw Lin Zijin, as if he didn't expect to see the always strong boss fell asleep in the office.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ming carefully closed the door gently.

"Stop," Lin Zijin said again, "The paragraph just now was okay, but it was still a bit deliberate."

Pei Ming lowered his eyes in some embarrassment: "Maybe it's deliberate somewhere?"

Lin Zijin changed his posture and leaned on the back of the chair, reached out and nodded him: "Expression. Your expression is a bit too 'free', and it does not conform to the original setting of the character."

"You are a supporting role. You didn't want to do this job, but you accidentally saw the boss's demeanor. You fell in love with her at first sight, so you worked hard to interview for this company. But because of this, you have always felt dissatisfied with your identity. Confidence, especially when facing the boss, your emotions should be restrained before you find her asleep, because you dare not let others see your thoughts."

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows: "Do you understand?"

Pei Ming seemed to be distracted, and when he heard him ask himself a question, he was shocked and nodded quickly.

...really.

Lin Zijin was inexplicably upset.

I'm here to give him a little trouble, but this dead child in front of me dares to make a fool of himself?

really.

You shouldn't be in charge of him.

Thinking of this, his voice became a little colder: "Repeat what I just said."

Pei Ming swallowed: "You said...my emotions should be restrained."

"Do it all over again."

After Lin Zijin finished speaking, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Ten minutes have passed, if you still can't adjust within half an hour, I will directly ask Luo Zhihuai to replace him."

Pei Ming bit his lip, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of begging and grievance.

"Tsk, don't look at me like that," Lin Zijin said, "I won't soften my heart."

Pei Ming lowered his head: "I don't...I just feel uncomfortable."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Because I made Brother Lin lose face with Director Luo," Pei Ming laughed at himself, "Is it embarrassing to have a...fake boyfriend like me?"

"You know it's embarrassing?" Lin Zijin lowered his head, "You know it's embarrassing and you're still talking nonsense here?"

"sorry."

An imperceptible helplessness flashed across Pei Ming's eyes, and he retreated to the place where he started.

Lin Zijin squinted his eyes and looked at the little star in front of him, feeling that something was wrong.

This time, the process from knocking on the door to opening the door to entering the door was very smooth. It was as if Pei Ming had suddenly opened up Ren Du's second channel. His facial expressions and movements were no longer stiff, and became much more natural.

"Isn't this a quick learning, and it's hard not to be scolded?" Lin Zijin said, "It's over, next paragraph."

Pei Ming touched his nose: "It's all because of the teacher's good teaching."

"Tch, young poor."

Lin Zijin glanced at him: "I remember you are not a professional class?"

"No," Pei Ming smiled sheepishly, "I... from Peking University."

"Oh, North...wait."

Lin Zijin's eyes widened: "Which university did you say you were from?"

Pei Ming was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't make it clear: "Peking, Peking University, I major in finance."

"It's not falsification of academic qualifications, is it?" Lin Zijin's face was full of shock, "Let me tell you that falsification is not a thing."

Pei Ming blinked, and there was grievance in his voice: "Brother Lin, if you don't believe me, I'm really from Peking University. I signed a contract with the company right after finishing my senior year."

Lin Zijin rolled up the script and slapped him hard on the back of the head: "Why don't you study hard to be in the entertainment industry? Are you crazy? Does the family care?"

"family......"

Pei Ming hesitated and said vaguely, "They...don't care about me much."

"What do you think?"

Lin Zijin himself was devoted to art back then, and learning was nothing, so he was very sad: "Are you famous for acting?"

"I like it."

Pei Ming lowered his eyes lightly, and said meaningfully: "If you like it, is it important to have results?"

Lin Zijin recovered from the shock just now, and sat back on the chair again: "Do you remember what the next scene is?"

"Yes... I went into the office and put the documents on the table next to me," Pei Ming said, "then, then..."

His fair face was suddenly covered with a thin layer of red, and his eyes flew up and down in the air.

"Then what happened?"

Pei Ming closed his eyes slightly: "Then I... will be rebellious, and I will do something to you."

Lin Zijin's lips twitched: "What are you talking about? You finally couldn't restrain the feelings in your heart. Those feelings suddenly broke out on this day, and you almost kissed her while she was sleeping deeply."

Pei Ming let out a "hmm".

"This part is quite difficult, and it is also the most brilliant scene for you as a supporting role," Lin Zijin said, "If you overplay it, you will appear like a perverted pervert/passion/crazy, so you have to control your emotions .”

"Then I..."

Pei Ming hesitated for a while, then asked: "Then I need to do it, do I have to do it all?"

Lin Zijin was stunned for a moment: "What is the complete set?"

"That's... those actions."

The script specifically marked an action description. Specifically, the male supporting actor not only almost kissed the female boss, but also involuntarily touched her arm on the chair devoutly, and finally stroked the woman's cheek, slightly Lowering his head, he woke up when their lips were about to touch, and then ran away, hiding in the company's tea room and crying loudly.

Pei Ming was referring to... the whole set from touching the arm.

Lin Zijin thought of this question after listening to him, and said in surprise, "Do it, why don't you do it?"

"But......"

"Is there anything wrong with it?" He glanced at the time, "There are still 10 minutes, you can figure it out. We are both men, and no one will take advantage of the other. What are you hesitating about?"

Pei Ming glanced at him, then lowered his eyes again: "Okay."

Lin Zijin leaned back and looked at Pei Ming: "Come on."

Pei Ming continued to act from the place where the files were placed, and slowly walked to Lin Zijin.

His lightly outstretched hand was hanging in the air, and it was about to fall, as if he wanted to fall, but he was worried about the relationship between the two, and his selfish desires and reason were fighting with heaven and man in his mind.

In the end, he still compromised with his desire and put his hand on the man's arm.

But before Pei Ming made the next move, Lin Zijin called out to stop.

He frowned and said, "You're touching someone you've been wanting for a long time, a senior you respect and admire, who is also your first love at first sight, not a corpse, should you be so stiff?"

Pei Ming calmed down the beating heart in his chest, and said in a low voice, "Don't look at me."

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"I say."

He swallowed and tried his best to make his voice sound normal: "Brother Lin, can you...close your eyes?"

Lin Zijin remembered that the boss in the script had indeed closed his eyes, he snorted lightly, and closed his eyes: "Okay, do it all over again."

Pei Ming took a few steps forward in silence, looking down at the person sitting on the chair.

How could the supporting actor in the script be himself?

Admiring, longing, thinking day and night, but inferior to the gap with him, finally smashed that love into his stomach, and watched him get closer and closer to others.

But now, at least for now, he is his own.

Pei Ming gently stretched out his hand and landed on the man's arm.

Even through a layer of fabric, the scorching heat still scorched his palms, like a person who is about to freeze to death stuck on a red-hot iron. Even though the pain is tearing the skin, it still makes people involuntarily want to get closer.

His hand moved up inch by inch, as if measuring his love that he had nowhere to release with the palm lines, but when it reached his shoulder, there was still an imperceptible pause, as if he was hesitating whether to continue.

The person on the chair raised his head slightly, his white neck was fully displayed, and the most fragile throat was exposed to his eyes, which gave him the urge to bite down hard.

If you bite down, does this person belong to you?

Pei Ming licked his lips, and forcibly expelled those thoughts that were inconvenient to express out of his mind. His hand continued to move upwards, and finally touched Lin Zijin's cheek.

Lin Zijin felt that Pei Ming was in surprisingly good condition this time.

Even the very simple scene at the beginning was only passed after talking twice, but this scene that should have been difficult didn't take much effort.

Is the savvy so good?

As soon as he thought of this, a touch of warmth stuck to the side of his face.

That hand was very hot, with some thin calluses on it, which should be the imprint left by him when he was practicing guitar in the boy group, and it made him itchy when he rubbed it, but the skin that was touched also became hot for no reason. .

Lin Zijin moved his lips lightly, and suddenly felt the urge to stop Pei Ming, but surprisingly, he didn't make a sound.

After touching the face, the next step is...

Kiss not kiss.

Lin Zijin's heartbeat suddenly and slowly accelerated, and his original ease was defeated at this moment.

It was just a kiss that was not kissed. Why are you so nervous?

Yes, it's just...

The wet and hot touch touched his lips unexpectedly, and then a small piece of soft thing passed between his lips and teeth, and licked it lightly.

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This should be the fastest couple (thinking.jpg)

Xiao Pei: Hey, hey, I can't think of it. In the future, there will be times when you are surprised ovo