[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

People with bipolar disorder experience both manic and depressive episodes.

During a manic episode, the performance is mostly emotional, active thinking, mental excitement, etc. Therefore, in the bed scenes of "Biphase", the heroine "Nayan" took the initiative in most of the early stages.

When she cooperated with Lin Shiwan in the previous life, Pei Youli was still a rookie actor, and her acting skills were still lacking, but this life is different, the title of queen of the show is not for nothing.

She was wearing a black nightdress with suspenders, hooking his neck, her raised eye tails were just right, not gaudy but could easily arouse the deepest desire.

Lips are soft and fragrant.

Lin Shiwan's breathing gradually became unsteady, a blush slowly crept up behind his ears, and his clear eyes sparkled, exactly like a male college student who is about to enter the society.

"Cut!" The director was full of praise for the performance of the two, "You Li really never learned acting? It doesn't look like it. Needless to say, Shi Wan's performance, I know it very well."

Whatever he acts like, as long as he is on the shooting scene, he is the character himself.

For the director's praise, Lin Shiwan took it lightly.

Everyone thought he was acting, but only he knew that he was completely involved in the play, and even regarded the play as reality.

But, obviously, Pei Youli didn't.

In the previous life, whether it was hugging or kissing, he could feel her dependence, but just now, he didn't have these at all.

Lin Shiwan sat on a chair, took the water from his assistant, and suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

"Brother, are you going to dinner tonight?"

"Who is there?"

"Director, assistant director..."

"What about her?"

she?who is she?The assistant came not long ago, and it took him a moment to understand who Lin Shiwan was talking about.

"Sister Youli's manager has something to do, so she won't go, but she went with her assistant. She didn't want to go at first, but then she went again."

Lin Shiwan nodded: "Yes."

The assistant was confused: "Then brother... shall we go?"

"Go," Lin Shiwan took the script and continued to read it, "Anyway, I'll be fine at night."

"..." The assistant was speechless.

Is this guy pretending?It must be because of Miss Youli that I want to go, right?

But Lin Shiwan's complexion didn't change at all, and even the blush from filming had completely faded away at this moment.

The next few scenes, with very little physical/physical contact, are all dialogue or action exchanges.

It looks simple, but it actually requires extremely high emotional control.

"Ah—" Pei Youli shattered the expensive glass on the ground, and the sharp fragments splashed up, scratching Lin Shiwan's face.

The director's heart tightened.

In order to restore the script to the greatest extent, the price of this glass is very high, and the crew only bought one.

If the shooting progress is affected by an accident, it is estimated that only poor props can be used.

However, he obviously underestimated the professional level of Lin Shiwan and Pei Youli.

"Nayan" held her head, and her fingers that were pulling her hair turned white. She slowly squatted down, her eyes were painful and tangled, and her pupils were trembling in panic. It was obvious that her spirit had been greatly stimulated.

On the other side, after a short period of pain, Lin Shiwan quickly strode over.

"Han Ze" stopped in front of "Nayan", her tears were not stingy, dripping down in big ones, he wanted to reach out, but he was afraid of alarming her, so he moved his fingers cautiously.

This was the first time he faced her despair and pain directly. The prejudices and impure goals in the past disappeared, and they all turned into distress and love.

Even though the camera was right in front of them, the staff still fully entered the scene created by Pei Youli and Lin Shiwan.

The director yelled to stop before calling everyone's minds back.

The assistant and the doctor rushed over with things in a hurry: "Fortunately, it didn't get into the eyes."

"hiss……"

The wound was not big, but it was bleeding, and the cotton swab touched it, and the tingling sensation was extremely strong.

Although throwing the cup was necessary for the plot, and scratching the face was purely accidental, but Pei Youli still felt a little guilty.

She stood outside, trying to see Lin Shiwan's injury, but couldn't squeeze in.

When I saw his face again, it was already covered with a Band-Aid.

"Senior... sorry... I..."

Lin Shiwan saw the expression on Pei Youli's face for the first time today that was not filmed, and somehow felt that the injury was worth it.

"It's ok."

Those three words didn't dispel Pei Youli's sense of guilt.

"This way you don't even need scar makeup," Lin Shiwan jokingly looked at himself with the help of the phone screen, "It's pretty handsome."

Pei Youli smiled: "You have a pretty face, everything looks good."

Lin Shiwan finally felt better.

He sat next to her at dinner.

The crew members all ordered wine, and Pei Youli was an adult, so there was no reason to refuse.

She wasn't a bad drinker, but she wasn't a good drinker either.

As more and more bottles were placed on the table, Pei Youli's head became more and more dizzy.

However, she knows where her bottom line is, and she will never let herself lose her mind.

In the middle of the wine, Pei Youli's cell phone vibrated, it was a message from Li Tairong.

【Tairong: I'm done checking. 】

A checklist is attached.

Pei Youli zoomed in and took a closer look, only half knowing.

She was supposed to go home tonight, but Li Tairong was taken for a check-up, so she changed her mind and came to eat.

[Lichi: Are you okay? 】

[Tai Rong: There is almost no serious problem. The doctor said that training can resume in a few days. 】

Resume training.

Pei Youli frowned.

She didn't want him to resume training very much. Back injury is a chronic disease, and it's best to rest more.

But he is the captain of NCT, and he has the responsibility on his shoulders, so he will definitely not listen.

Pei Youli's demeanor caught Lin Shiwan's eyes, and his first reaction was that the person she was texting with was unusual.

For her, it's unusual.

Lin Shiwan pretended to pick up the wine glass, seemingly unintentionally glanced at Pei Youli's phone screen, but secretly couldn't see anything clearly.

【Tai Rong: When will you finish?Is the agent out? 】

【Lichi: Hmm, he left beforehand. 】

【Tairong: Then I'll pick you up. 】

[Lichi: The assistant is here, thinking.jpg. 】

[Thai Rong: The cat rests its cheeks. jpg. 】

【Lichi: Alright, I'll try to get him away. 】

Li Tairong directly sent a moving picture of rice cakes circling, but I don't know when it was taken.

Pei Youli put away her phone, took a sip of her wine, and waited for a while before calling her assistant: "My dad will pick me up later, you don't have to see me off, you can leave work early."

The assistant was dutiful: "I'll take you back, don't let uncle come over."

"He's at school, pick me up by the way." Pei Youli continued, turning her phone unconsciously.

"Okay," the assistant nodded, and anyone would be very happy to leave work early, "Then I'll leave later?"

Pei Youli calmly agreed.

The movements seemed natural, but Lin Shiwan always felt that she was lying.

He purposely dragged it off until the end.

Artists have a special status, and they walk through doors that no one will bump into.

"You Li herself? Where is the assistant?"

"He's leaving first, and my family is coming to pick me up."

"Which one?"

"He...he's here!"

Pei Youli spotted Li Tairong's car with sharp eyes, and immediately bid farewell to the crew politely.

She ran very fast, and got into the car quickly. The door opened and closed, and the person in the driver's seat didn't show her face at all.

But Lin Shiwan saw the man's hand clearly.

A pair of slender, beautiful... young man's hands.

[It is very likely that you will not be able to grasp it, and maybe we will meet again in the future. 】

When we met again, it turned out to be the same ending.

The original tarot prophecy haunted him like a nightmare.

He is forever trapped in the past without her.

Assistant: "Brother, let's go?"

"Well, go home."

The white mist slowly diffused and gradually disappeared.

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On the other side, Li Tairong parked the car in the underground parking lot.

It was past one o'clock in the morning, and the parking lot was empty except for them.

"Brother Shibin is not here, my assistant is easy to lie and obedient." She pulled his coat away and tried to get inside.

Li Tairong looked up at the camera and covered her face with his clothes: "Yeah."

"Your waist...can't you rest for a few more days?"

Pei Youli poked her head out of his arms, her hair was messy, her face was red, and her eyes were watery.

It looks...it makes people very "appetite".

Li Tairong simply used her bag to block it, and kissed her soft waist.

Because of alcohol, Pei Youli was more active than ever.

The two kissed each other, and the elevator door opened for a long time without reacting.

It wasn't until it closed again that Li Tairong came back to his senses and took the time to press the door open button.

He took her halfway into the house.

Coats and sweaters were scattered all over the floor, accidentally covering the rice cakes.

The poor little puppet searched for a long time before revealing the cat's head.

It happened to witness the intimate conversation between Papa and Mama.

"It's full of alcohol, I'll go wash it off."

"Where is it? It's very fragrant."

"Don't... take a bath."

Li Tairong was helpless and wanted to carry Pei Youli to the bathroom, but she insisted on going by herself.

She leaned on the wall and he followed behind.

When the hot water was being put on, Pei Youli, who was waiting at the sink, was strangled by the neck again, and her head was entangled with Li Tairong behind her.

The two were reflected in the bright mirror, and her raised jaw and enthusiastic response shocked his reason.

Noticing that Li Tairong's hands were moving, Pei Youli slightly opened her eyes.

"Senior Tai Rong..."

"Ok?"

"If your back injury is not healed, don't be brave."

"..."

Li Tairong pursed his lips: She!How dare you question him!

Just when she wanted to prove her ability, Pei Youli gently pushed him away and stepped into the bathtub.

She was still clothed, but with so little material that she looked like a seductive mermaid in the ripples.

"Go out!"

Li Tairong struggled mentally for tens of seconds, and went out obediently.

He was sitting in the living room, and the sound of water in the bathroom entered his ears from time to time, disturbing the nerves that were not seduced.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Youli finally opened the door and walked into the bedroom.

Li Tairong moved to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

Thinking that she must be dressed, he dawdled out.

However, as soon as the bedroom door was pushed open, the fire that had just been extinguished was rekindled.

Pei Youli was wearing the cat maid outfit, the lace and long legs set off each other, making it dazzlingly white.

"The new pajamas you bought me?"

"A little tight and uncomfortable."

She put her arms around his neck, rubbing her ears together.

"It's a pity, someone's waist is bad."

"Time to sleep. Good night."

Li Tairong:? ? ?