half blind

About 10 minutes later, Zhang Qing came back with two boxes of lunch, "Come and eat."

He first put Xinxin's breakfast in front of her, "Eat slowly."

"Thank you brother!" Xinxin said with satisfaction.

Throwing Zhou Nanchen's breakfast on his bedside table again, "The meat buns you want."

Zhou Nanchen was a little surprised, "You really bought buns?"

"Yes." Zhang Qing said angrily, "Who said you are a sick number? If you don't even meet the requirements of a sick number, people should say that I abused you."

Zhou Nanchen lowered his head and smiled, opened the disposable chopsticks and began to eat.

Zhang Qing was sitting on the side, and when Zhou Nanchen was about to finish eating, he finally couldn't help asking him, "Did you say something to Xinxin?"

"what happened?"

"Why do I always feel that she is looking at us?" Zhang Qing lowered his voice.

"No." Zhou Nanchen looked as usual, "Your eyesight is not good, you must have misread."

After breakfast, the doctor came to check on Zhou Nanchen's condition, and said that he could be discharged from the hospital.

Zhou Nanchen's situation is naturally considered a work-related injury, and the crew will reimburse the medical expenses.However, although the team leader of the service team was injured, the filming progress of the crew had to continue.

Zhou Nanchen ran to the set every day even with one arm hanging. The people in the same group were impressed by his dedication. Only Zhang Qing knew it was because of his eyes.

But Zhang Qing didn't sympathize with him at all, and when he saw his pitiful look with one arm hanging back, he felt a little gloated: he deserved it.

Zhou Nanchen, who only has one hand, is not good at doing makeup for others, but he is not idle on the set. He walks around among several stylists like a leader, instructing one for a while, and instructing another for a while.

In addition, he can draw with one right hand, so he helped the assistant director draw a lot of shots and scene designs during this period, and he was never idle at the end of the day.

In addition, Zhou Nanchen's "care" for Zhang Qing may not have been so obvious when the filming first started. Now that the filming took half a month, it is impossible for people not to notice.

Especially the few colleagues who have a close working relationship with Zhou Nanchen soon noticed that every time Zhang Qing's scene starts shooting, no matter what work Zhou Nanchen is doing, he will immediately stop and go to the shooting scene to watch with.

Finally someone with good deeds teased him, "Brother Chen, you don't miss every shot of Brother Chen, do you have a crush on him?"

Zhou Nanchen turned his head and stared at the man, who was so terrified by his stare.In the end, Zhou Nanchen said "Yes" calmly, blocking the other party's words.

If Yin Ling was present and heard him say this, he would have stood up and applauded him on the spot and praised him as a "rumor buster".

A topic terminator, an atmosphere terminator, and a rumor terminator, it would be better to say that Zhou Nanchen exuded an aura of termination when he went to that station.

Bai Yidong's role is not over yet, so he still runs to the set if he has nothing to do.The relationship between him and Chen Lou is getting better and better. Zhang Qing saw several times that it was Bai Yidong's car that brought Chen Lou to the set.

As for Chen Lou's brother Liang Yu, he hadn't seen him since the sudden incident last time, and he didn't know if he was still in Liancheng.Of course, no one is ignorant enough to ask about family affairs.

Before you know it, summer has completely arrived.

The costumes that were just right a few days ago are now looking a little stuffy, especially this Chen Han, who wears expensive slim suits on many occasions to highlight his status as a rich second generation, and has to change angles repeatedly to take several close-ups.

Every time Zhang Qing took off his suit, it was soaked in sweat.

The business of the dry cleaners near the film and television city has improved a lot.

As the filming of the series progressed, Zhang Qing also became more and more busy.

There are more lines to memorize than before, and the psychology of the characters to figure out is becoming more and more complicated. Li Fan often temporarily modifies the plot, which makes Zhang Qing miserable.

It is worth mentioning that he and Zhou Nanchen managed to find time to celebrate Van Gogh's birthday despite their busy schedules.

Zhou Nanchen took this matter very seriously, and took Zhang Qing to the small supermarket downstairs to buy frozen chicken and chicken livers.

Zhang Qing desperately refused to go in, lest he would scratch his toes in embarrassment when he saw his big face poster.

Zhou Nanchen had no choice but to go in to buy it by himself with his arms hanging, and then the proprietress of the supermarket made a big fuss and almost confiscated his meat money.

After returning home, Zhou Nanchen mixed chicken breast and chicken liver together, added an egg yolk and steamed them together, making a particularly ugly little cake.

Zhang Qing stared at "cake" and laughed for a long time.

"You can do it if you have the ability." Zhou Nanchen said helplessly, "I only have one hand, and it would be nice if I can pinch it into shape."

"Let me go to the kitchen, as long as you are not afraid that I will blow up the kitchen." Zhang Qingqing said confidently.

But obviously Van Gogh didn't mind whether the cake was ugly or beautiful. Anyway, it smelled delicious, so he finished it in two bites.

Zhang Qing symbolically put a paper circle on Van Gogh's head as a birthday crown, and within three seconds he threw it off and tore it to pieces.

After Van Gogh was full, he lay comfortably under the air conditioner to blow the air, while Zhang Qing squatted beside him and stroked the hair on his back.

"Hey, you said this cat is two years old and eats a lot every day, so why is it so thin?" Zhang Qing picked up Van Gogh and touched his chest and back.Van Gogh kicked him a few times reluctantly, and then gave up when he found that he couldn't struggle.

"You exercise a lot, you always sneak out all day and go crazy." Zhou Nanchen glanced at him and said, "If he gets fatter, I'll name him Monet."

Zhang Qing was speechless for a while.

On the morning of the second day after this sloppy birthday, Zhou Nanchen was woken up by Zhang Qing's loud screams, so he rushed into Zhang Qing's room without bothering to put on his clothes and pants, and then Realized that this scene seemed somehow familiar.

"what happened?"

"What the hell is this!" Zhang Qing jumped to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball, staring at a pair of big eyes, stretched out a trembling finger and pointed to a lump of blackness beside his pillow, " Did Van Gogh shit on my bed?"

Zhou Nanchen looked at the lump, then looked at Zhang Qing, and said leisurely: "About this matter, I have two news to tell you, one good news and one bad news."

Zhang Qing still shrunk into a ball and stared at Zhou Nanchen.

"The good news is that it's not cat shit." Zhou Nanchen said.

Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, his body went limp.

"The bad news is that this is one." Zhou Nanchen paused, "Dead mouse."

"Ah——" Zhang Qing uttered a scream that could light up the voice-activated lights in the entire corridor, "I've made a fool of you!"

Afterwards, Zhou Nanchen threw the dead mouse out of the window and sprayed the whole room with disinfectant.Since he only has one hand, Zhang Qing can only wash the sheets and pillowcases.

What made Zhang Qing feel the most unreasonable was that Zhou Nanchen was still depressed.After asking, he found out that he was actually depressed that Van Gogh didn't give him a "gift".

And he carried the cat and babbled all day.

"Van Gogh, do you think you have a conscience?" Zhou Nanchen said bitterly, "Is it me who made your cake yesterday? Is it me who feeds you every day? I don't deserve one." Rat? Why do you turn your elbows out all the time?"

Hearing that, Zhang Qing wanted to catch him a dead mouse and throw it beside his pillow.

The days passed by like this, and since Zhou Nanchen came out of the hospital, the two of them have maintained this delicate cohabitation relationship.

Zhou Nanchen didn't open his mouth to talk about his own affairs, and Zhang Qing didn't rush to ask.

Anyway, what he thought was that if Zhou Nanchen wanted to speak, he would speak, and if he didn't want to speak, it would be useless even if he was forced to ask him.

Zhou Nanchen is definitely the most tolerant of all the people Zhang Qing knows. I don’t know where he got such a strong tolerance. People say.

But Zhang Qing believes that even Naruto will have a day when he can't bear it.It's not that Zhang Qing can't afford it, since you want to fight a protracted war, we will accompany you to the end.

See how long you can bear it.

During this period of time, Zhang Qing saw a psychiatrist several times.

Dr. Chen wanted to dig out all the wounds of his past. Every time he went back to see her, Zhang Qing felt that a layer of skin had been peeled off from his body.

However, digging out these past traumas did not restore Zhang Qing's vision even a little bit, and the sense of despair after returning in vain became stronger every time.

Dr. Chen expressed several times that he could try drug treatment, but Zhang Qing rejected them all.

Zhang Qing is the clearest about the side effects of the drugs used to treat mental illness.

He is now in a critical period of starring, and he doesn't want drugs to affect his work status.

In this way, time passed day by day, and Zhang Qing's birthday was getting closer and closer.

For the fact that her birthday was only a few days later than Van Gogh's, Zhang Qing felt extremely humiliated.

Probably because there is no harm if there is no comparison, Zhang Qing feels that someone cares more about Van Gogh's birthday than his.

The day before his birthday, Zhou Nanchen didn't mention a word at all.

On his birthday, Zhang woke up very early.Looking up at the sky, the newborn sun slanted into the room, and even sprinkled on the fluffy thing next to the pillow.

Zhang Qing patted the fluff, "Good morning, Van Gogh. You didn't send me a dead mouse today."

Birthdays seem to be no different from ordinary days, the sky is not bluer, and work is not more leisurely.

Zhang Qing sat up straight from the bed and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

Zhou Nanchen is not at home, Zhang Qing thought while brushing his teeth.Normally, even if he went to buy breakfast, he should be back by this point.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qing laughed to herself, always feeling that the idea just now was too much like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to come home.

Not long after brushing his teeth, he heard the sound of a key opening the door, and Van Gogh jumped out of his room with a "swoosh", went straight to the gate and squatted.

"I'm back." Zhang Qing yelled in the bathroom, then rinsed off the foam in his mouth.

"Well, let's eat." Zhou Nanchen said.

Zhang Qing wiped his mouth and walked to the dining room, and was stunned when he saw the things on the table.

It turned out to be a cake.

Although it is not a big birthday cake, it is a mini cake that is only about two inches.But there are all kinds of patterns and decorations on it, and the small words "Happy Birthday" are written on it.

Zhang Qing was speechless for a long time, "You..."

"Happy birthday." Zhou Nanchen smiled.

"Where did you get the cake this early in the morning?" Zhang Qing asked in shock.

"I ordered it a few days ago, and I gave them some extra money so that I could pick it up early in the morning." Zhou Nanchen sat down, "I wanted to do it myself, but after all, I only have one hand, so I let others do it for me." Alright. It looks pretty good, but I don’t know if it tastes good or not.”

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Zhang Qing whispered, taking a deep breath to suppress the urge to cry, "I thought you forgot."

"I originally forgot." Zhou Nanchen said solemnly, "But there is a reminder on Weibo followers, so I can't forget it even if I want to."

"If you want to be beaten, just say it." Zhang Qing squinted at him, "I can beat ten of you with a disability like you."

"It's a good idea, you don't have to do housework if you have ten of me, right?" Zhou Nanchen handed the plastic knife and fork to Zhang Qing, "Eat it."

Zhang Qing smiled sullenly for a while before picking up the tableware.

The cake tasted good, but Zhang Qing didn't eat too much. He knew that there must be a big cake waiting for him when he got to the set, so he reserved his stomach in advance.

On this day, there were a lot of birthday wishes from fans on Weibo, and there were too many messages on his mobile phone, which made him almost miss the message from Duanmu Ruanyin and Yin Ling.

When we arrived at the set, there was even a special visit from the media. Zhang Qing hadn't been chased by several reporters for a while, so he felt quite proud.

As a result, he got complacent too early, and was tricked not long after he arrived on the set.

"Qingqing, here we come!"

"Morning brother Qing."

"Morning." Zhang Qing greeted his colleagues with a smile, and then wanted to find a bottle of water to drink, but a large pile of mineral water that was usually placed on the folding table disappeared, which made him baffled, "Hey Is there any water?"

"I've run out of water, and I just went to buy it from logistics and haven't come back yet." Yin Ling explained very naturally, while taking out a bottle of Coke, "I have a bottle of Coke here, do you want to drink it?"

"Okay." Zhang Qingqing took the Coke from Yin Ling, took a big gulp without any doubt, and then spit it all out.

"I...go! What the hell is this?" Zhang Qing, who was in front of the camera, managed to hold back the swearing.

Those who participated in the trick laughed together, and Yin Ling said triumphantly, "The vinegar-flavored cola I developed with all my heart, doesn't it taste good?"

No wonder the media followed!Are you prepared for this?

Before Zhang Qing had an attack, Yin Ling hurriedly took out a big cake from under the table, "Hey, don't be angry! Wish us Qingqing Coke every day, happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday to Brother Qing!" Chen Lou clapped his hands loudly.

"Happy birthday!" Jia Hao said with a smile as he grabbed Zhang Qing's shoulders, "Get rich every day!"

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday!"

Zhang Qing smiled helplessly, and patted Jia Hao on the shoulder, "Thank you, thank you, everyone."

"Come, come, open the cake!"

"Put a candle and put a candle!"

"Brother Qing, make a wish!"

"Three two one, blow!"

As expected, the birthday was quite lively, the crew bought a super big cake, and almost everyone had it for lunch at noon that day.

Zhang Qing doesn't hate such a lively birthday, he can feel everyone's enthusiasm.

Whether true or false, at least at this moment he felt that he was not alone.

Perhaps this is also the reason why he loves the camera and the stage.

After the birthday is over, they have to continue to work. The media took some shots of their rehearsal without spoilers. It seems that it is a warm-up publicity that the investor has arranged long ago.

But as soon as one o'clock in the afternoon, Li Fan asked him to call it a day.

"Finished?" Zhang Qing took the towel handed by the staff to wipe the sweat on his neck, a little surprised, "It's only one o'clock..."

"Oh, it's your birthday today, if I don't give you a little vacation, others should say that I abused the employees." Li Fan waved his hand, "Besides, Ah Chen came over yesterday and asked me not to lock you up too late today. , he still wants to hang out with you."

What?Zhang Qing froze for a moment, then quickly glanced in Zhou Nanchen's direction.

"What, what, go out to play?" Jia Hao heard it again, and wailed and came over, "Hey director, give me a vacation too, I want to play together too!"

"You're kidding." Yin Ling dragged him away by grabbing his arm, "Come back honestly and check your lines!"

Zhou Nanchen did not know when he had already walked to Zhang Qing's side, and took out the car keys from his pocket, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Qing asked lazily, "You want to take me away without saying a word. What if I was sold by you?"

Zhou Nanchen thought for a while, "If you can find someone else, please let me know as soon as possible."

"Damn." Zhang Qing smiled and gave him a knee.

"Take you out to play." Zhou Nanchen opened the car door, "Dad is busy with work and never has time to take you out. Today, my father and I will have a good time."

"Hey, are you still pushing your nose on your face? You're looking for smoke!"