not in love

"Mr. Yu, hello, I... I was your fan three years ago, I wonder if it's convenient for you to sign me later?"

The makeup artist who was in charge of styling Yu Zhijuan graciously brought him a cup of hot water. Before Yu Zhijuan could nod, Mi Chen directly reached out and stopped the makeup artist who wanted to hand Yu Zhijuan the signature pen. Cold Road,

"Didn't you learn the rules when you joined the group? It's your working hours now, you have to chase stars after get off work. If Director Zhuo finds out that you are not doing serious things, be careful and kick you out of the group directly."

"……sorry."

The little makeup artist quickly lowered her head and apologized to Mi Chen repeatedly. Mi Chen snorted coldly and threw the signature pen into the trash can in front of the little girl.

"Has she always been so hot-tempered?"

Yu Zhijuan asked in a low voice, Chi Ling nodded quietly,

"Characteristics. Her fans say that she is straightforward and cool."

Chi Ling sighed as she spoke, and patted the little makeup artist on the shoulder. The makeup artist's eyes were red from being taught by Mi Chen, but she didn't dare to really shed tears, so she could only suck her nose hard.

"what should I call you?"

Yu Zhijuan raised his eyes to look at her, with a calm tone.

"My, my surname is Liang, just call me Xiao Liang, this is my business card."

The make-up artist quickly raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes, not wanting to delay his tiredness in styling because of his emotional problems.

"Did you drop this? I just picked it up on the ground."

Yu Zhijuan stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a dusty liquid eyeliner.

"Ah, it's mine. I just let it go out of the water. It may have rolled to the ground."

Xiao Liang paused for a moment, only to see Yu Zhijuan pull out the cover and shake it, relying on the last bit of water left on the tip of the pen to smoothly sign her name on the business card she just handed over.

"...!!"

Xiaoliang was overjoyed, Yu Zhijuan raised his index finger and gave her a "shh", and pushed the business card in front of her calmly, the two of them were like elementary school students who were avoiding Mi Chen, the class teacher, passing notes.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yu, you'd better change your clothes first, otherwise it will be easy to rub your face when you finish your makeup later. This is your outfit for today."

After carefully packing the signature card, Xiao Liang handed a set of neatly folded clothes to Yu Zhijuan,

"The props team worked overtime to finish it. The blood on it may not be dry yet. Be careful when you wear it."

Yu Zhijuan took the clothes, slightly dazed, the clothes looked tattered and covered in blood, although he knew that his role was hung up early, but if he dressed like a corpse as soon as he came up, didn't he just get the ending? Written on the face?

Noticing the doubts on Yu Zhiwen's face, Chi Ling reminded him in a low voice,

"Television dramas are generally not filmed in the order of the script. Looking at it like this, I guess your first scene is a corpse lying in the morgue."

"Just to my liking."

Yu Zhijuan still has no confidence in his acting skills. He has always had a clear understanding of his abilities. As he said, acting requires not only professional study, but also years of hard training and experience accumulation. Just a few cramming training sessions can only provide some psychological comfort at best.

After he changed his clothes, Xiao Liang was the first to circle around him, saying to himself,

"It doesn't look bad enough. I'll talk to my friends in the props team later, I have to find a way to make you look more like a tragic car accident."

"You are professionals, and I will leave Zhiyi to you."

Chi Ling has just checked Xiaoliang's resume. Although she is young, she is well-known in the industry, so don't worry about her making a fuss about her tired face.

"no problem."

Xiao Liang nodded, and began to apply powder on Yu Zhijuan's face wantonly, explaining while rubbing,

"Your makeup may be a bit thick today, because it is a corpse, and it has been dead for several days, so it has to cover all the complexion on your face."

Yu Zhijuan let her paint his face gray. His makeup was simple, and he could sit by the side and familiarize himself with the script in a short time while waiting for a few leading actors.

"I heard that Zhiyi is ready?"

There was a movement not far away, it was Director Zhuo walking towards this side with the scene record,

"Is it okay with Lin Xie? Let's shoot the scene in the morgue today, Zhiyi, come over here, and I'll tell you... Oh, I've never seen such a beautiful corpse. ,"

Director Zhuo looked Yu Zhijuan up and down,

"It seems that you are recovering well, so I can rest assured. Later, the scene will be more demanding on Lin Xie, and he will have some physical contact with you... How about this, I will tell you about it when he comes. .”

"it is good."

Yu Zhijuan blinked, and the frosty loose powder on the eyelashes fell like crushed snow.

It's no wonder that Zhuo Liang couldn't hold back his compliments. An ordinary actor would look good with such a pale dead makeup. Although Yu Zhijuan doesn't look like a living person now, he is covered by pale lips. The color sets off a sense of tragic and gorgeous fragmentation.

"Director Zhuo, I've been waiting for a long time."

Lin Xie arrived 2 minutes late. He played the role of an elite forensic doctor in the play. He would wear a pair of silver-rimmed glasses when he was working, which added a bit of gentleness to his appearance.

"You're here, are you ready? Let me tell you what to pay attention to,"

Zhuo Zhuo called Lin Xie over, Lin Xie paused slightly when he saw the stiff and stiff Yu Zhijuan, Yu Zhijuan seemed to see a flash of banter in his eyes.

"Just remember one thing. The deceased was your playmate when you were young, but you haven't seen him for many years. The key is that you didn't know his identity before you lifted the white cloth. Can you understand the emotion at that moment?"

"Let me try."

Lin Xie nodded, and when he was getting emotional and entered the state, the assistant director hurriedly called Yu Zhijuan to lie down on the mortuary board first. After the lights, radios and cameras were all ready, with a crisp sound of hitting the board, the camera shot Slowly moved to Lin Xie's face.

Yu Zhijuan was covered with a thick burial cloth, so he couldn't clearly capture the step outside, so when Lin Xie suddenly lifted the white cloth on his face, and the glaring incandescent lamp above his head shone directly on his face , His eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

"...Cut!"

Zhuoyou stopped in time,

"Yu Zhiyi, you have to hold tight. Corpses can't blink or breathe!"

"Excuse me."

Yu Zhijuan apologized humbly, and lay back on the mortuary bed again, Lin Xie kindly helped him cover it with a cloth.

"It's okay, let's do it again. And Lin Xie, although I didn't have time to look at it just now, but I guess the emotional changes on your face are not full enough from the way you look. There must be drama in your eyes, you know?"

"it is good."

Lin Xie's attitude is also very good. Although he is usually a bit cold and arrogant, he is really serious in his work, so the directors like to find him for filming.

"OK, let's do it again."

Zhuoyue gave the signal, and Yu Zhijuan held his breath this time, finally being able to hear Lin Xie's approaching footsteps clearly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this time there seemed to be a shadow blocking his eyes before facing the incandescent lamp, and then he heard Lin Xie's slightly trembling voice:

"Ye Li."

Ye Li is his name in the play. Yu Zhijuan has to admit that Lin Xie is indeed very capable in acting. Just hearing him say these two words, Yu Zhijuan has already been brought into his emotions among.

Then Lin Xie lifted off the white cloth on his body, revealing his dilapidated, bloody body. Yu Zhijuan was trying to control his breathing, so as not to show the strange scene of the corpse's chest rising and falling on the TV screen. Unexpectedly, Lin Xie's hand touched his face lightly.

Instinctively on guard, Yu Zhijuan suddenly opened his eyes, Joyoung had no choice but to call out again.

"……sorry."

Yu Zhijuan took the lead in apologizing this time, but before Zhuoyue could say anything, Lin Xie opened his mouth,

"Blame me. I improvised a bit and scared him."

"You've played—well,"

Zhuoyou repeatedly watched the video just taken,

"The play in the eyes is also in place. Of course, it's normal for you to frighten him by touching Zhiyi like that suddenly. Don't worry, you are both in the mood now, and the filming will only get better."

Zhuo Zhuo asked the two of them to take a rest and adjust, Lin Xie still stayed quietly to maintain his emotions, and Yu Zhijuan leaned in front of the monitor to see the effect of the episode just now.

After all, he could only close his eyes the whole time, and he could only imagine what happened.

It's just that I don't know if I don't look at him, but when I look at him, I realize that when Lin Xie lifted the veil on his face, did he gently raise his hand to block the white light that was supposed to hit his eyelids...?

"How? Can we continue?"

Zhuo Liang was afraid of missing Lin Xie's state, so he simply urged them to strike while the iron was hot.Yu Zhijuan obediently lay down on the mortuary bed again.

This time everything went extremely smoothly, Lin Xie rubbed his chin with his knuckles again, as if unwilling to accept that his former friend suddenly turned into a corpse.

Yu Zhijuan always stretched his body according to Zhuo Liang's instructions, so as to make himself look extra stiff.

Lin Xie grabbed his shoulders and helped him up. According to the script, the forensic doctor had to change Ye Li into a clean dress so that he could walk more decently.

Lin Xie took off the tattered shirt full of glass shards, and the camera focused on Lin Xie's face at this moment. Only half of Yu Zhijuan's head was in the mirror, just revealing his slender and weak eyelashes, making him look like a A tattered doll lying in Lin Xie's arms.

Everyone present seemed to be infected by Lin Xie's emotions. They watched him say goodbye to this former friend without saying a word. The atmosphere on the set was extremely heavy, but no one expected that Lin Xie didn't know Why did he suddenly froze for a moment, the solemnity in his eyes was washed away by a flash of surprise.

"Cut!"

Zhuo Liang noticed Lin Xie's abnormality,

"what happened?"

"My question, sorry."

Lin Xie adjusted the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and Yu Zhijuan also looked at him suspiciously. He always felt that Lin Xie's gaffe was probably due to himself.

Sensing his gaze, Lin Xie sighed lightly, and stuffed the clothes he had just taken off with his own hands back into Yu Zhijuan's arms,

"Your tattoo is uncovered."

"..."

It was only then that Yu Zhijuan remembered that there was an extremely ugly pattern on his back designed by Chen Hao himself.