After the change, the stand-in and the second male ran away [Transmigration Book]

Qiu Zhuo took a deep breath, he felt the coldness of the January wind passing through his chest.

It seemed that it was too late to make amends, and Qiu Zhuo deeply regretted the words he asked.

It's a pity that what you say is like splashed water, and Rong Zehuai seems to be quite serious.

"I think it's strange too, but you seem to have a very special attraction to me." Now that he has spoken, Rong Zehuai feels that he should be more frank and express his feelings.

He stood in the stairwell where he had stayed with Qiu Zhuo before, and the warm orange light dimly shone down. Rong Zehuai paused for a while, waiting for the reaction from the other side.

Qiu Zhuo's mind was in a mess, and he accidentally picked off the leaves with his hands.

This is too ridiculous... Qiu Zhuo took a deep breath and cleared his mind.

But it seems to be getting more and more chaotic.

So that time when he stopped drinking, rushed over so quickly when the contract had an accident, a dignified big boss did not hesitate to show off... all because Rong Zehuai likes him? ?

Reasonable, but not particularly reasonable.This person is Rong Zehuai.

Rong Zehuai hadn't heard Qiu Zhuo's reply for a long time, and he was a little flustered. He had confessed to this point, so he should just say everything directly.

"Can I chase you? Qiu Zhuo."

"Beep" hung up the phone.

The sensor light in the stairwell went out, Rong Zehuai slowly took down the phone from his ear, and blinked.

Was he, was he rejected?

The afternoon shooting on the set was still going on as usual, Qiu Zhuo performed as well as usual, chatting and laughing with the staff, there was nothing unusual at all, and the communication with Qiu Jing was so dense that people couldn't get in their mouths.

Jian Jia's work in the afternoon is still going on as usual, Rong Zehuai is no different from usual, the work machine is generally tireless, and when the assistant brings in the coffee, he still smiles brightly at people.

"Is there something wrong with you?" The assistant and Qiu Jing questioned in unison in different time and space.

"No." Rong Zehuai and Qiu Zhuo replied in a patterned manner, showing a standard smile.

...No wonder.

This time, the four of them had a tacit understanding.

Six hours had passed since that phone call, in the dead of night, Qiu Zhuo was lying on the bed in the hotel, staring blankly at his mobile phone.

Rong Zehuai sat on the edge of the bed after taking a shower, and Pengci rolled on his feet, and his hair fell all over the floor.

He obviously didn't say a few words, but the chat history can be flipped through with one finger. How did he fall in love with it?Qiu Zhuo was puzzled.

But love is a strange thing.Rong Zehuai sighed.

Could it be premeditated?Just for fun?Qiu Zhuo sat up from the bed, thinking it was not impossible.

It was the first time I liked someone since I was a child, but I was rejected.Rong Zehuai felt a little lost at the moment, and rubbed the top of Pengci's head.

The two people picked up the mobile phone with different complicated moods, and after clicking on the other party's chat box, they were surprised to find that "the other party is typing" on the top

Qiu Zhuo's message was sent earlier, Rong Zehuai fixed his eyes and subconsciously stroked the scar on his middle finger.

——The production crew is quite busy, so I'm sorry to hang up the phone call of Boss Rong.

--fine.

Kind words.Everyone knows that the point is not here.

Qiu Zhuo took a deep breath and pressed send on the edited message.

The phone vibrated, and Rong Zehuai saw a line of words.

—but I'm not sure.

decide what?Not sure I like you, or not sure about chasing people?

Rong Zehuai sat up straight, full of thoughts.

After Qiu Zhuo sent it, he opened WeChat a little nervously, went to Weibo for half a circle in a self-deceiving manner, and clicked in the moment Rong Zehuai's message popped up.

--it is good.

Wait... that's it?After squatting for a long time, I only got the word "good" from Rong Zehuai.Qiu Zhuo was a little dumbfounded.

What good?Okay, I know?It's still good, I will definitely chase you down?

Qiu Zhuo stared at this word for a while, and suddenly felt that something about Rong Zehuai was inevitable.

The strange desire to win rose up, Qiu Zhuo licked his molars, okay, I want to see how you want to chase me.

Chunning County is a very slow town.

When living here, time seems to slow down, and people will become soft involuntarily.

Taking advantage of the good weather, the crew gave everyone a holiday.The time is only half a day, but it is also precious.

Qiu Jing booked a plane ticket a long time ago, saying that he was going to fly back to Beicheng to participate in an event, and left after six o'clock.

It was rare for Qiu Zhuo to sleep until eight o'clock today. When he got up and stretched, he opened the curtains and looked at the beautiful scenery of the town.

"It's really beautiful..." He moved his eyes down and caught a glimpse of a figure downstairs. The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't come out for a long time.

Rong Zehuai was wearing a black overcoat, raised his head against the sun and waved to him.

The beauty is gone.

Qiu Zhuo smiled stiffly, and closed the curtains.

"Boss Rong is bothered, and I'm still here to visit the class." The staff smiled and looked at all kinds of daily necessities in the specially driven car.

"Boss Rong has prepared all the hard-to-buy things here. When the time comes, each person will have a share. Can you help distribute it?" The assistant stood by the car, with dark circles under his eyes that seemed to fall to the ground.

After Rong Zehuai sent the message yesterday, he urged him to buy air tickets and train tickets in the middle of the night.

The assistant prepared all the things like searching the mall, and then called the local driver to drive them over.

"It's nothing, our artists all want to cooperate with everyone." Rong Zehuai smiled innocently, and Qiu Zhuo pretended not to see his vaguely drifting eyes.

Director Pan rushed out of the shed upon hearing the news, and invited Rong Zehuai to sit inside.

Qiu Zhuo couldn't walk away, so he followed in.

"Yes, I'll just stay for about half a day, and I won't bother you to shoot, and I don't understand these things either." Rong Zehuai was very humble in front of Director Pan, like an obedient student.

Director Pan was happy and praised Qiu Zhuo several times.

Qiu Zhuo held a cup of tea in his hand, and looked at Rong Zehuai today unscrupulously from the angle.

High neckline, smooth and clear jaw line, very handsome.

In a black coat, he is slender, tall and handsome.

He is handsome with a high nose bridge and round eyes.

The more Qiu Zhuo tried to find some flaws, the more he couldn't find them, but Rong Zehuai's face became more and more beautiful the more he looked at it.

This is so cute.Rong Zehuai looked extremely confusing when he lowered his head and listened to Director Pan's speech, so Qiu Zhuo turned his eyes away and stopped looking at him.

Said he came to visit the class, but Rong Zehuai really didn't do anything else.

At noon today, Rong Zehuai went to visit a few studios, followed Director Pan to listen to his talk about conception and light and shadow, and helped distribute daily necessities.

Everyone praised Jian Jia's Mr. Rong for being approachable and approachable, not as difficult to deal with as other bosses.

Holding the script in his hand, Qiu Zhuo moved a small chair and half-lyed on the open space to bask in the sun, his eyes squinted, and he didn't care about these remarks.

The sun was blocked, Qiu Zhuo opened his eyes with some dissatisfaction, and saw that the president who was praised by everyone, who came to visit the class, was standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"Aren't you going to sunbathe?" Rong Zehuai spoke against the light, and from Qiu Zhuo's perspective, every strand of his hair seemed to be shining, and his whole body shone brightly.

"It's okay." Qiu Zhuo didn't move, he raised his head and looked at Rong Zehuai.There are people coming and going here, he doesn't believe that Rong Zehuai can do something to collapse the human design.

The two looked at each other like this.

As a result, within two or three seconds, Rong Zehuai lowered his head and smiled.

He didn't pull his hair today, looking more age-appropriate than in company.The long, dense eyelashes cast a small shadow on the cheek when they are down.Qiu Zhuo felt a certain softness from Rong Zehuai at this moment.

Rong Zehuai didn't walk away, but took advantage of the situation and slowly squatted down.

Qiu Zhuo's alarm bell rang loudly, and he straightened his waist, as if he was competing with someone.

"For you." Rong Zehuai took out a blue iris from behind as if by magic.

Qiu Zhuo looked at the flower in surprise, it looked very fresh, and he didn't know where he got it.

"I'm leaving." Rong Zehuai always kept a polite distance, neither making people feel alienated nor too close.

Faint, same as blue iris.

Two sentences, one flower, such a light and fluffy thing is really hard to refuse.

"That," Qiu Zhuo inexplicably took the flowers again, and when Rong Zehuai stood up and turned to leave, he added: "...be careful."

Rong Zehuai paused for a moment, then turned around and waved at Qiu Zhuo.

After he got into the car and his back disappeared for several minutes, Qiu Zhuo still held the flower and stayed where he was.

The wind blew the cover of the script, and the sun shone on Qiu Zhuo's hand.

"This flower is very beautiful, where did it come from?" Li Xiaoman saw him in a daze for a long time from a distance, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

If it was said that Rong Zehuai sent it, no one would believe it.

Qiu Zhuo relaxed again, took the script and casually flipped through it, and replied loudly: "Plucked in the wild!"

After a short break, the intense shooting began again.

Because Qiu Jing's activities will have to be delayed for a while, the crew plans to shoot Qiu Zhuo's solo scenes first.

"This scene is the most important part." Director Pan took two quick puffs of a cigarette, crushed the cigarette butt and said, "Whether Lin Jiahang can come out depends on today's part."

Qiu Zhuo nodded seriously.

"I will not say anything first, and the camera will not be turned off. You try to figure out your emotions, so let's do it again."

Director Pan sometimes likes to call the beginning informally, let the actors brew their emotions, and when they feel emotional, they can start acting at any time without interruption or pause in the middle.

He used this method to mobilize the emotions of the actors and increase their space for free play.

Facts have proved that this method is very practical for Qiu Zhuo.

Several of his free performances that Director Pan applauded were performed through this kind of opportunity.

"Then I'll go first. When you want to start, take a look at the host camera." Director Pan pressed Qiu Zhuo's shoulder, obviously very optimistic about him.

Qiu Zhuo took a deep breath, and gestured "OK" to Director Pan who was walking away.

Today's scene is the turning point of the whole movie - the scene of Lin Jiahang's sudden stroke.

It is really difficult to express the feeling of half-stiffness of the limbs suddenly. For this reason, Qiu Zhuo found a lot of film and television materials, and practiced it many times by himself, but he was still very dissatisfied with his performance.

This may take a long time today.

Qiu Zhuo handed the script to Sister Li, and stood where the camera focused.

Lin Jiahang... Lin Jiahang, a kind and tough person.

How to present such a role is the most suitable?

Qiu Zhuo closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, his eyes changed obviously. He took a deep look at the camera in the middle.

I see.

The author has something to say: hot knowledge: children will stare at something they like to express their interest.

Xiaozhuo (forcefully): I stare at——