After the fake business, the actor wants to become a regular [Transmigration Book]

Fu Xingfeng didn't realize that whenever he was shy, not only his cheeks were as red as peaches.

Even the sound.

Dumb, with the innocence of a teenager and the sweetness of peaches.

Su Ran's figure trembled, and she immediately withdrew her hand, took a breath and walked into the rain, half-kneeling respectfully, and remained silent.

Fu Xingfeng thought that Su Ran had entered the state, and hurriedly urged the other two assistant directors to start quickly.

"55th match 3 shot 2 time! ACTION!"

The torrential rain hit the umbrella surface, and after a while, it turned into drizzle.

The water mist condenses on the jade-white slender feet, and it can be called a white lotus from a distance.

Fu Xingfeng counted his steps and walked to the sedan chair, following Xu Xiaofeng's path, and prepared to step on Su Ran's back to get on the sedan chair.

In an instant, there was a "bang" sound, followed by a huge thunder that could blind people's eyes.

The extras trembled three times, let alone him.

Originally, he planned to step firmly on the middle of Su Ran's broad back, but under the interference of strong light and loud noise, he subconsciously took half a step back, so he slid and stepped on Su Ran's shoulder.

The shoulder pads there were wet and slippery from the rain, even if he supported the sedan chair, he was doomed to fall to the ground in the rainstorm.

Maybe even hit his forehead and front teeth.

Ouch, what a bad luck!

The moment his heart tightened, the slender and powerful hand with well-defined joints firmly supported his foot.

"My lord, be careful!!"

The fingers wrapped around him were cold and white as iron, deeply encircling his instep, and with great strength, they pushed him onto the sedan chair.

"Okay! Card! Very good very good!!!"

Director Song gave an order, and all the surrounding staff rushed forward.

Umbrella, towel, and shoes.

Su Ran took these things and turned directly into the sedan chair.

"Did you hit it?"

"How can it be, you have helped me. Don't, I will do it myself."

His mouth was faster than Su Ran's hand. Su Ran had already put his socks and shoes on, and knelt down in the crowded sedan chair to tie his shoelaces.

He didn't want to be served in vain, so in return, he carefully sucked Su Ran's wet forehead hair with a towel.

The smell of verbena is soaring again, blending with the rain, smelling heady.

He couldn't help but want to touch Su Ran.

No, no, he just wanted to feel the actual quality of Fu Huadao, and he spent 3000 million, especially the flying fish suit on Su Ran.

The dragon head close to the pectoral muscles, the sharp dragon claws on the upper abdominal muscles, and the fish body winding on the latissimus dorsi.

These are outlined by the embroiderer stitch by stitch, and they are the soul of the craftsman.

He wants to appreciate it.

Especially at this moment, Su Ran was still helping him tie his shoelaces, carefully and seriously, without even raising his head.

This is a great opportunity, he can pretend to accidentally wipe Su Ran's neck with a towel, and then slide down a little, touch and taste it by the way, it's... justified.

Fu Xingfeng swallowed, wiped his forehead, neck, and chest according to the plan...

"It seems that Xingfeng... likes this pattern very much?" Su Ran suddenly grabbed his hand, pressed it on the silver-gray dragon head on his chest, and traced down along the pattern, "How does it feel?"

"Embroidery, embroidering is very good...it looks expensive, but it is more valuable to touch..."

He stared with bated breath, his heart was pounding, and even his Adam's apple trembled slightly.

Su Ran's eyes wandered around his brows, eyes, and lips.

Although there is a distance of half a meter, it feels extremely close.

As if to kiss immediately.

kiss?

What was he thinking about?

Fu Xingfeng blushed instantly. He wanted to take back his hand, but he pulled Su Ran up and half pressed him over his head.

"Director Fu! Director Fu! Exquisite! Incomparable! Come down and take a look! I just asked the editor to put it together..." Qiu Qi suddenly opened the car curtain and dragged Fu Xingfeng down.

The torrential rain outside had stopped, and the sudden silence made all the subtle sounds more apparent.

Including Su Ran's voice, extremely dissatisfied and resentful...

"Tsk."

***

After filming for several days, Xu Xiaofeng's acting skills are not bad.But when it comes to intimate scenes, he is a little timid.

For example, now, as soon as Su Ran put his arms around his waist, Xu Xiaofeng stiffened like a log, and he forgot all his lines. He stared at Song Hui, Qiu Qi, and Fu Xingfeng from the corner of his eye, but he didn't look at Xiao Suchen in the repertoire.

"Well! Well!" Fu Xingfeng knocked on the stool dissatisfied, "Master Guo, look at your Xiao Suchen! What do you think I am doing?"

"I'm sorry, Director Fu, it's my first time acting in a Tanmei drama, I'm a little nervous, I'm a little..." Xu Xiaofeng clenched his fists, his face full of shame.

"Come again, hurry up!"

……

"No, no, it's still too stiff." Fu Xingfeng stood up, with one hand on his hips, pointing at himself and shaking his buttocks, "Look at me, I have to be soft and weak, and Fufeng will be weak. It's okay for you to be stiff when he hugs you, but You must be soft in the back. Qiu Qi, you and I will have a ride."

"Oh no no no." Qiu Qi jumped up suddenly, as if his butt was being scalded on the bench, "I'm not as tall as you, Director Fu. The height difference is wrong. Director Fu, you should go and meet Teacher Su Ran. Xu Xiaofeng can also see be more careful."

Fu Xingfeng frowned, walked over in stride, raised his finger to Su Ran: "Come, hug me."

As soon as the words finished, Su Ran suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist, which was much deeper than in the camera just now. His upper body was tightly attached to the flying fish suit, and the exquisite embroidery was caressing his chest.

He was even more nervous than Xu Xiaofeng.

"grown ups."

Su Ran called him softly by his temple, and his low voice like a sea monster made him soften instantly.

Obviously the demonstration has ended, but the spotlight has not been extinguished.

The hot and bright lamp burned his cheeks.

"Ahem, it's fine." He pushed Su Ran away in embarrassment, "See, that's it. Of course, Aran, you don't need to hug her so tightly."

"Director Fu is right." Su Ran raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"Okay, try again. Look into his eyes, don't die, no, no...stop!" Fu Xingfeng slapped his forehead and shouted to stop shooting, "Come again!"

"It's not like this!"

"Relax, come again."

"The eyes are wrong."

"The line is wrong, try again."

"You have to stick to him, don't hide, Ah Ran doesn't know how to eat people."

"You have to look at him, Ah Ran's eyes are so beautiful, right? You stare at his eyelashes and count, one, two, three or four, and a few seconds pass quickly."

"Hey……"

"Take a rest for a while, and shoot again later."

Fu Xingfeng walked back to the monitor dissatisfied, and watched the first two shots over and over again, as well as Xu Xiaofeng's previous clips.

What's the matter with Xu Xiaofeng today? Didn't he play well with Actor Cai before?

That spark in the eyes, that moment of frowning.

Why did it change once I came to "Yan Hui"?

Had he known earlier, he would have replaced Xu Xiaofeng with Han Ruojin? ?

Now it's too late to repent, Han Ruojin's face is ruined.

tsk...

Fu Xingfeng frowned, thinking of Han Ruojin, he sent him a WeChat chat to greet him.

Unexpectedly, Han Ruojin came back very quickly, and it took a long time.

Han Ruojin: Thank you Director Fu for your concern.In fact, after I recovered from my illness, I always wanted to contact Director Fu, worrying about disturbing Director Fu's filming.Manager Jiang has been comforting me for the past few days, he looks very guilty.But this matter has nothing to do with him, he is also a victim.Sometimes I think, if I had been more obedient and hadn't turned to Director Fu for help...

Han Ruojin: No, I don't want to give in to Jin Ming.Director Fu, if I can restore my appearance, can you still arrange a role for me?Even a small supporting role.I really want to be in your play.But I know that I can't compare to Teacher Su Ran, nor Xu Xiaofeng.How I wish I could be as lucky as Xu Xiaofeng, to be chosen by you and take care of you all the time.In the final analysis, I am still not up to date. I don't have Xu Xiaofeng's superb acting skills, and I don't have Xu Xiaofeng's good birth.I have no relatives in this world, only Dao Fu once gave me warmth.So I want to be close to you so much, maybe it will bore you instead...

Fu Xingfeng looked at ten lines at a glance, and his heart couldn't help but tugged at the end.

Originally, he wanted Han Ruojin to play the role, because Su Ran suddenly changed his role.

At that time, he only thought of arranging for Han Ruojin to go abroad, but he didn't think of the possibility of exchanging him with Xu Xiaofeng.

He regretted it a little now, and even felt guilty for Han Ruojin's sudden interruption of his stardom.

Jin Ming used to be his brother, but he couldn't control people and killed two actors in succession.

Rong Suyu, Han Ruojin...

Fu Xingfeng bit his lip, dialed Han Ruojin's number, and found a quiet corner to comfort him.

"...Don't worry, the doctors in my private clinic are very skilled and will definitely help you recover. If you want money, treat it as if you owe me first, and pay me back when you earn it later." Fu Xingfeng tugged Lips, and said sincerely, "It was also my negligence. I promised to help you before, but I didn't help much."

"Fu Dao can call me personally...I'm so happy." Han Ruojin's voice was sobbing with excitement, which was pitiful, "The court has already paid the compensation to my account. Although it is not much, it is also It’s enough for me to fix my nose and fix my eye shape. As for the private clinic, I’m afraid I can’t afford the price there. Thank you Director Fu for your kindness. I’m leaving the hospital this afternoon. Director Fu must not come to see me. I look...too ugly gone."

"If I had never known Director Fu, I wouldn't be sad even if I turned ugly into a pig, but now...hehe..."

Han Ruojin seemed to be extremely depressed, and hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

There was a huge wave of guilt in his heart, and the sourness climbed up his throat like vines.

In the reshoot, Xu Xiaofeng's acting skills are much better than before. In the camera, Su Ran is hugging Xu Xiaofeng's neck and rubbing his temples.

But he didn't have the heart to watch it at all, he just kept sending WeChat messages to Han Ruojin, comforting him and hoping that he wouldn't be overwhelmed.

He could feel Han Ruojin's pain. There was no one he could rely on in the world, and he had been relying on himself all the time.

But life gave him a little sweetness, making him feel that he can have a better tomorrow.

At this moment, a heavy punch suddenly smashed his skull.

He looked at the blood dripping on the ground, congealed into a mirror, reflecting his ridiculous wishes.

He was like a stray cat, someone picked him up and teased him for two days, and then abandoned him on the street.

The person who caused this tragic fact seems to be Jin Ming, but in fact he also included him.

What Han Ruojin said was right, maybe they would not be so sad if they had never met.

"Xingfeng, Xingfeng?"

Su Ran seemed to call him, but he didn't care so much, he greeted Qiu Qi and drove to the hospital.

Through the frosted glass of the ward door, he saw Han Ruojin's thin figure.

He stopped in his footsteps, not daring to go in, until he mustered up the courage to push open the door.

"Director Fu, don't come in." Han Ruojin suddenly turned his body around, his hands gripping the quilt tightly, his whole body was full of resistance, "I'm ugly."

Fu Xingfeng struggled for a while, walked over and put the gift in front of Han Ruojin's bed, turned back and forth, turned his back to him and said, "This is a gift for you to leave the hospital."

"A crystal ball, and Louis XIV?" Han Ruojin asked in surprise in his tone.

Fu Xingfeng suddenly remembered the flower language of Louis XIV and quickly explained: "The flowers are randomly arranged by the gift shop, mainly the crystal ball. I hope that after you recover completely, one day you can hold the statuette in the crystal ball in your hand."

"Director Fu."

"You're fine." Fu Xingfeng stretched out his hand awkwardly backwards, wanting to pat Han Ruojin's shoulder to comfort him, but he patted Han Ruojin's scarred brow, and couldn't help but feel another tug in his heart.

"Can I keep sending messages to harass Director Fu? When I'm sad."

Originally, he didn't want to have too much involvement with Han Ruojin, but this young man is really pitiful.

Especially now, it's not suitable to fluctuate his emotions.

Fu Xingfeng responded in a low voice, and then found an excuse to leave the hospital.

Back home, Aunt Zhu cooked a large table of dishes, and Su Ran sat opposite him, eating in silence.

He was a little tired and didn't want to talk much, so he was quiet.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Aunt Zhu asked about the set.

After chatting for a few words, Su Ran suddenly said, "Xing Feng, what do you think of Xu Xiaofeng's performance for the last time?"

"Okay."

"His line was wrong, didn't you catch it?"

"There will be dubbing later, it's okay."

"I remember you cared about this the most before. You can't do one more word or one less word. Why can it be all right today?" Su Ran glanced at him with cold eyes, "I think you are in a hurry to meet people, so don't Take our "Yanhui" seriously."

"..." He put away his chopsticks and started to drink the soup.

Even a fool can hear that Su Ran is losing his temper. He is very tired now and doesn't want to argue with him.

"Why don't you talk?" Su Ran put down her chopsticks, crossed her chest and looked at him, her sharp eyes seemed to be interrogating a prisoner, "I saw him, his face was ruined, did you give up?"

"Auntie, I'll clean up today, you go to rest first." Fu Xingfeng took a deep breath and sent Aunt Zhu away.

After confirming that the person left, Fu Xingfeng put down the spoon, leaned back on the chair, raised his legs, raised his eyebrows and said, "Aran, did I provoke you today? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"You went to see Han Ruojin."

"Yeah, I went to see him, what's the matter?" Fu Xingfeng pulled off his collar, and responded with provocative eyes.

"Fu Xingfeng, do you really think that you are a bodhisattva, and everyone wants to help?" Su Ran raised his voice, and he clenched his fist and slammed it on the table.

This action was unexpected, and Fu Xingfeng moved the seat slightly backwards in shock.

Seeing this, Su Ran quickly let go of her fist, let out a deep breath, and tried her best to adjust her tone and mood: "Even if you want to help him, you can tell Jiang directly, and he will not disobey your arrangement. Plastic surgeons, resources, I have both. Why did you rush over and see him for yourself? Hmm?"

"I ate too much salty mustard..." Fu Xingfeng stood up and began to pack the tableware.

Whatever he takes, Su Ran will grab it first and stare at him.

"Aran!!" He stomped his feet, "Tell me the reason, why can't I go see him in person."

"I'm jealous."

"what?"

Su Ran snatched the dirty dish from his hand, put it in the sink to suck, and said softly: "You go to see him, I'm going to be jealous."

The water is rushing, like Fu Xingfeng's fluctuating heart lake.

It took him a long time to suppress the turmoil in his heart and correctly understand the meaning.

"Since you don't like to act jealous, then I will see him less often. That's okay."

Su Ran turned her head to look at him, her turbulent eyes couldn't tell what kind of emotion was in her eyes: "...don't go to see him!"

"Okay, okay, I won't see you."

Su Ran handed him a pear abruptly, and he took a bite before being taken back.

After playing with him, Su Ran seemed very happy, and swept away the pears, and threw them into the trash can together with the haze just now.

The author has something to say: Su Ran: My sixth sense tells me that Han Ruojin is not a good person.See you a few more times, my wife wants to fly.

Director: Come on and hit a home run, (ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~

Su Ran picked up the director's back collar: I'm doing my best, do you want to write it?

The director trembled: write, write, write, it will be soon.Really, this time for real.

Su Ran: Oh, you better be.