Starlight Reversal [Rebirth]

"Hahahaha, it doesn't feel right, let's shoot again." The director wanted to restrain his smile and said seriously.

The extras group seemed to have discovered something, and quickly pointed the camera at the director.

"Director, what kind of feeling do you want?" Luo Ziqian asked this question very seriously. He really didn't know why the acting felt wrong. What kind of feeling did he want for this scene.

"Puchi." Looking at Luo Ziqian's serious face, the director finally couldn't help but tell the truth, "Just now I accidentally recorded my laughter to cover up the sound effect of the scene."

Luo Ziqian: -_-

Luo Ziqian didn't know that his director was such a lively person on the set, a serious and serious director as promised.

Although it is the director's problem, but as an actor, if such a problem occurs, he still needs to honestly retake it. He filmed this scene

No one is smiling, so why are the people next to me laughing all the time.

Fortunately, no one laughed out loud this time, suppressed himself hard, and passed smoothly.

"Ziqian, congratulations on finishing your part." The director took the initiative to say to Luo Ziqian at the end of the scene.

"Thank you director, the director has worked so hard to take care of you these days." Luo Ziqian also felt very relaxed after filming his own scene, re-shooting the same scene after five years, I feel a lot of emotion.

The director patted Luo Ziqian on the shoulder, and looked at the young man with proficient acting skills in front of him. His hard work these days was also seen in his eyes.

When he is bored, he is playing with his mobile phone, and when he is bored, he is reading the script, "Work hard, we will cooperate again when we have a chance."

"I can't wish for it. The director must think of me if he has a good drama." Luo Ziqian made a gesture of hugging his thighs. He has become familiar with the crew these days, and it is common for him to joke around.

"Ziqian, don't hug the director's thigh who laughs louder than the actor." An Lerong joked with the director next to him, "Ziqian, I will miss you so much when you leave. Who will eat with my sister after you leave?" Carrot."

Carrots, An Lerong has a brother who likes to eat raw carrots as fruit. Once he bought a big bag and wanted to bring it to the crew to eat with others. In the end, no one liked to eat raw carrots. In the end, Luo Ziqian watched An Lerong It was too lonely to eat carrots alone, so I took the initiative to eat carrots with An Lerong.

Since then, An Lerong has found a confidant, and every time he gnaws carrots, he must share them with Luo Ziqian, so when others are acting, the two of them are like a pair of rabbits gnawing carrots in the corner.

"Sister, can you make me a quiet and handsome man?" Luo Ziqian was also tired of carrots.

After laughing for a while and leaving the set, on the way to leave, Luo Ziqian felt a little lonely in his heart. After all, it was a production crew who had been together for nearly three months, and there was always a banquet in the world. He secretly sighed, sometimes Luo Ziqian felt Once I was reborn, I felt like an old man in his 60s and [-]s, with so many sighs.

With no role to play, Luo Ziqian spends most of the week with his grandmother, watching TV on the hospital bed with his grandmother, and discussing which dishes near the hospital are not as good as his own.

It was the first time for Luo Ziqian to experience such a leisurely time. He felt that his previous life was too hasty, and he couldn't even stop to look around.

"Grandma, you're going to the operating room tomorrow, are you nervous?" Luo Ziqian asked grandma over and over again peeling an apple.

"I'm so nervous. The doctor gave me some anesthesia. How can I feel? See if you peel an apple and shake your hands."

This kind of small detail was discovered by grandma, and Luo Ziqian supported his trembling hands openly, "That can't be helped, you

Don't be nervous, I have to help you get nervous. "

"It's okay, grandma will help you take care of your son."

"It's a word."

When it was time to turn off the lights in the hospital, Luo Ziqian finished washing his grandmother before going to bed, and fell asleep on the camp bed provided by the hospital.

The hospital turned off the lights at nine o'clock, and the hospital was quiet, but it was still the time of feasting and feasting outside.

"Mr. Lu, I have sent the information you want me to check to your mailbox, please pay attention to check it."

Lu Jiahui turned on the computer while holding the phone and replied, "Okay, I'll have someone call you the remaining half of the money tomorrow after I've read it."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jiahui concentrated on looking at the information he had found. It turned out that his child was named Luo Ziqian. Seeing the news of the woman's death in a car accident, Lu Jiahui remembered more than 20 years ago.

In fact, Lu Jiahui's appearance is very blurred. I can only roughly remember that the woman looks pretty good-looking, and she is always timid in the company. I didn't expect such a woman to get pregnant before marriage. ,shameless.

Moreover, this child is actually in the entertainment industry, so it seems that he will not be a noble child...

Suddenly I heard a sharp cry from the bottom of the building: "Ah! Yangyang, what's wrong with you!"

Lu Jiahui frowned, but walked downstairs quickly: "What's wrong?"

"It's just a little tired, and I'm in a trance."

"Husband, Yang Yang suddenly fell down on the sofa as soon as he came back, which surprised me." Zhang Sufen nervously sat on the edge of the sofa and stroked herself.

Son's pale face.

Lu Jiahui looked at their mother and child with his hands behind his back, and said with a serious expression: "Let you take a good rest and get cured first, you still keep running outside."

"You still blame your son when he is like this. Why don't you cure your son? How did you find the person you mentioned?"

"I have some clues. I will go to see him in just these two days."

Hearing this, Lu Yuyang was a little curious, and asked, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"It's the one who donated your kidney. Just wait a little longer, my dear son. Mom will definitely cure you." Zhang Sufen didn't want to mention Lu Jiahui's affair now because she didn't want to irritate her son. Will not spare that woman.

After returning to the room, Zhang Sufen asked Lu Jiahui carefully: "Where is that woman now?"

"Don't think about it, she's dead."

Zhang Sufen felt suspicious of this answer, and looked at Lu Jiahui with disbelief, "You don't want to continue the relationship, so you lied to me that she died

Got it. "

"Why am I lying to you? I died in a car accident seven or eight years ago."

Glancing at Lu Jiahui a few more times, seeing that his expression did not seem to be lying, Zhang Sufen believed this fact a little bit, "That means a good death, and this is the retribution of being a mistress. Seeing how she dares to be charming, Xiao misses other people. Man, her son is definitely not a good guy, when are you going to see her son."

This is getting to the point, and Lu Jiahui is about to discuss this matter with Zhang Sufen, "Let me tell you, it's impossible for me to put a knife on someone else's neck for donating a kidney, right? So we should use the soft policy." , if the blood type matching is available, then I

You have to invite people to your home, and then don't say such things, I don't care what you want to do after you donate your kidney. "

"I..." After hearing this, Zhang Sufen wanted to refute something, but it made sense after thinking about it, why not wait until his kidney was taken away, "Okay, this is up to you."

Sending grandma to the operating room in the morning, Luo Ziqian waited anxiously outside. Although he understood that it was only a small heart operation, and the company also helped find the best cardiologist, nothing could stop Luo Ziqian. Ziqian was worried.

Suddenly in this quiet atmosphere, Luo Ziqian's cell phone suddenly vibrated, and the vibration sound, which is not usually audible, seemed to be amplified ten times under this situation.

The number was an unfamiliar one, so I picked it up without thinking too much: "Hi, hello, I'm Luo Ziqian."

There was no sound over there, Luo Ziqian asked again: "Hello, how are you?"

"Oh." A lonely sigh came from the receiver this time.

With this familiar routine, Luo Ziqian reflexively hung up the call.

The author has something to say: I think I prefer to write about the Lu family rather than the entertainment industry ==