The actor has a lot of black material

In the evening, the director saw that the sky and the setting sun met the requirements, so he seized the time to let everyone go outside to shoot scenes in the courtyard.Hurrah, the staff moved the equipment to the courtyard again, Ling Han followed out of the room alone, while Yi Xu was served by three assistants, and walked out like a crowd of stars.

The two intentionally or unintentionally kept a distance apart. Ling Han buried his head in the script on the east side, while Yi Xu sat on the west side and played with his mobile phone. Occasionally, Ling Han would feel the piercing gaze from the opposite side, but he didn't care.

After the equipment was ready, the two started filming again.During filming, Ling Han accidentally raised his head and found a familiar figure standing in the distance by the wooden door of the courtyard staring at him.Looking carefully, I recognized Zhu Beixian.

Zhu Beixian was surrounded by a few people, most of them were actors who used this to make connections.Zhu Beixian stood tall with his hands behind his back, and someone next to him talked to him, and he occasionally nodded with a smile.

But Ling Han knew that Zhu Beixian didn't listen at all.He is looking this way.

It was too far away, Ling Han couldn't see his eyes and expression clearly, but he could sense Zhu Beixian's heavy gaze was always focused on him.

Ling Han didn't know why he kept staring at him. He had met Zhu Beixian several times, but never had he stared at him with such silent, almost complicated eyes.That kind of gaze seemed to be filled with scalding heat, which made one's scalp tingle. If Ling Han didn't know his ruthless personality, he would almost think that he fell in love with him.

As soon as the thought of "falling in love with myself" crossed my mind, goosebumps rushed out all over my body. This thought was terrifying and disgusting. Ling Han quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on the performance.

After withdrawing his gaze, he realized that Yi Xu was also staring at him, his face was a little stiff, his nose moved slightly, as if trying to suppress some emotion.

Ling Han was taken aback.

"Why is he looking at you?" Yi Xu's voice seemed to come out of his teeth, word by word, very depressed.

Ling Han didn't know what expression to put on, it was funny, how did he know that Zhu Beixian would look at him?

"Isn't he looking at you?" Ling Han's voice was very cold.

Yi Xu was startled, with a suspicious expression on his face, turned his head to look in the direction of the arch, looked at Ling Han again, and snorted coldly.

The two actors were a little absent-minded, and the performance effect was naturally greatly reduced. Director Li's shout came from the loudspeaker: "What are you doing?"

Ling Han was refreshed, and quickly got into the shooting mode. He inadvertently looked in the direction of the arch again, and Zhu Beixian was no longer there.

The filming went into the middle of the night, and Ling Han dragged his tired body into the hotel room. Not long after closing the door, there was a slight knocking sound outside the door.

Ling Han thought that his roommate had finally arrived, so he hurried over to open the door, but when he saw someone outside, he was taken aback and stayed where he was.

The person outside was none other than Zhu Beixian.

A faint smell of alcohol wafted from Zhu Beixian's body. Zhu Beixian put his coat on his shoulder with his right hand, and supported the door frame with his left hand, vaguely preventing Ling Han's intention to close the door.

He tilted his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Ling Han without blinking.

"What are you here for?"

Holding the door panel with his hands, Ling Han frowned and asked, if Zhu Beixian is sensible, he should read the obvious unwelcome emotion on his face, and then leave voluntarily.He believed that with Zhu Beixian's ability to perceive words and expressions, he should be able to easily read his own expressions.

But he guessed wrong.

Zhu Beixian not only left without understanding, but walked into the room instead.

Ling Han's pupils dilated slightly because of surprise, and then said coldly: "President Zhu, it's already late, I'm going to sleep."

The hotel was very quiet late at night, there was nothing in the corridor except the scarlet carpet illuminated by the dim light.It was past twelve o'clock at this time, and most of the people fell asleep, and no one would wander in the hotel corridors.

Zhu Beixian seemed to finally listen to Ling Han's words to chase people away. He stopped, and the muffled sound of leather shoes on the wooden floor stopped abruptly.

"...Bai Zice?"

The low voice sounded like thunder, and Ling Han suddenly raised his head to stare into Zhu Beixian's eyes.

"Who are you calling?"

Ling Han's voice was tense because of nervousness.

Confusion flashed across Zhu Beixian's dark eyes, then he shook his head, looked at the person in front of him suspiciously for a moment, and suddenly said: "Ah, you are not him, you are Ling Han."

Ling Han loosened his clenched fingers slightly, but his throat was still a little tight, "I'm quite similar to Bai Zice, could it be that Mr. Zhu found out the first day?"

Zhu Beixian shook his head, with a rare look of nostalgia in his eyes, "I know you look like him, and today you look like him in ancient costume."

Irritable emotions flashed across his heart, Ling Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Zhu came to my room in the middle of the night, didn't he just want to tell me that I look like Bai Zice?"

"of course not."

Zhu Beixian raised his hand slightly, as if to touch Ling Han's face, but Ling Han avoided it.He withdrew his hand and said, "Bai Zice and I are very good friends. Ever since he passed away, I have been thinking about him..."

Zhu Beixian spoke very slowly and deeply, and every word seemed to be full of deep affection, but it was especially ironic to Ling Han's ears.The humiliation and hatred that had faded suddenly became so sharp and stinging that his chest was about to burst open.

"A very good friend?" Ling Han's voice was strangely sharp, "How good is it? Can Mr. Zhu keep chasing someone who looks like him?"

Zhu Beixian was stunned, and rubbed his temples with his hands, "I'm sorry, I'm a little drunk."

Ling Han was indifferent.

Zhu Beixian seemed to finally understand Ling Han's impatience. He took his coat and walked out. When he reached the door, he thought of something, turned his head and asked, "Can I treat you to dinner at noon tomorrow?"

If any other actor could get Mr. Zhu to treat him to dinner, he would probably jump up for joy, but Ling Han only felt disgusted by him, and refused coldly: "I have a schedule tomorrow, I don't have time."

The words of refusal startled Zhu Beixian slightly, then he took a deep look at Ling Han, turned and walked out of the room.

Ling Han stood in the room for a while, waited for the sudden surge of anger to subside, then changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed playing with his mobile phone.He didn't know why Zhu Beixian went crazy, he suddenly ran over and said to himself that he looked like Bai Zice, and also showed his nostalgia for Bai Zice, didn't he know that he had a name called "Little Bai Zice"?Wasn't a few years at GMG enough for him to know this fact?

So, what exactly is he trying to do?

Zhu Beixian's abnormality made him more vigilant, and he wanted to see what Zhu Beixian would do next.

After swiping through Weibo, there are many friend applications, including "Stylist Little Scissors" and "Xiaochangji Little Fox".

Thinking of those two lovely and lively girls, Ling Han smiled slightly and clicked the "Agree" button.