The actor with the actor

"The doctor said that your leg should be raised to improve blood circulation." Cheng Yue helped Shen Jing to sit by the sofa, and patted the pillow on the sofa to signal him to put his foot on it.

As soon as Shen Jing put his right foot on it, Sun Hanxiao rolled up his trouser leg, took a mobile phone and shot wildly at his injured right foot.

"Why are you shooting me?" Shen Jing bent her legs.

"Send on Weibo! How can you not post on Weibo when you're injured!?" Sun Hanxiao looked at the photo on the phone and clicked his tongue twice. It was still oozing blood, and it looked very miserable.

It's just that Shen Jing's expression is not forbearing enough, she looks too calm.

Sun Hanxiao said: "You think about it, it's best to look at the camera with red eyes, and I'll take another one for you."

"I just sprained my ankle, what's the matter?" Shen Jing quickly put down his trouser legs, he didn't want to worry the fans, let alone make people think that he is a bad actor.

"Why not!" Sun Hanxiao said earnestly, "Your Weibo hasn't been updated for almost a month, and you have to surface occasionally to interact with fans and let them know that you have been working hard."

"Bringing out new works is the best way to prove that I have been working hard." Shen Jing frowned and retorted, "Taking this kind of photos and posting on Weibo is too contrived."

"Where is this pretentious? No one is perfect, and it's normal to complain occasionally. Whether it's posting photos or bringing out high-quality works, it's a way to prove that you are working hard silently. But it is undeniable that, In today’s era of fast consumption, photos are more eye-catching, and the audience can intuitively and clearly see, oh, this person is very dedicated, and in their mouths, you will also become a very dedicated actor. The label of professionalism, It will be substituted into their subjective consciousness, and after watching your work, your professionalism will naturally merge with your acting skills, from a dedicated actor to an actor with good acting skills."

Sun Hanxiao looked at him and chatted, "These are the things that the company values ​​most about you. Isn't it normal to show them off? The advantages are naturally to be sold, otherwise why do you want to promote them?"

"Then there's no need to be so exaggerated." Shen Jing is still quite resistant to the marketing method of selling people. He has his own unique personality, wants to go his own way, insists on being himself, and follows the company's personality design If you leave, he will gradually lose himself in a subtle way.

He doesn't want the company to publicize how good he is. He thinks that his acting skills have not yet reached that level. The higher the praise, the greater the pressure on him.

But he also knew that the company couldn't let him continue to remain unknown. After all, someone had thrown money at him, and he had to earn it back for others.

Cheng Yue understood Shen Jing's personality, so he sat down and comforted him: "Let's post on Weibo. Later, someone will gossiping behind your back, talking about you asking the crew to change the shooting time for you during filming. Anyway, there are still photos to prove that you are real." Some of them were injured and couldn't stand for a long time, instead of playing big names to delay the progress of the filming. Some unscrupulous media can say anything in order to gain attention, and we have to prepare our retreat at all times."

Shen Jing looked at him and didn't refute anything.

In his mind, Cheng Yue has always been a naive, cheeky, clever little brother, but because of this sentence, his changes suddenly changed.

Although Cheng Yue is younger than him and debuted later than him, he has experienced a lot more than him, and it is not without reason that he can flourish in the music world.

In this line of work, everyone has to walk on eggshells.

Xiao Li took Shen Jing's mobile phone and posted a Weibo with the text: You can't fly around when you haven't mastered Qinggong.

In the photo, Shen Jing hugged the pillow and looked at the camera, his ankle was splinted, and the white bandage was wrapped up to the bend of his knee. Although there was no expression on his face, just looking at the scarlet that fainted from the bandage, he knew that he was seriously injured .

My mother was the first to call to ask what was going on, but Shen Jing hesitated and didn't know how to explain it.

When Cheng Yue saw his eyes, he knew that he didn't want his family to worry about it, so he hurriedly explained to his aunt that the plasma on his feet was prepared by the crew, and it wasn't true.

Shen Jing's fans shouted out their distress, and some laughing fans who are engaged in medical work sent him long private messages, patiently and meticulously explaining many points to pay attention to in terms of diet and some ways to help the wound recover.

Although the number of Shen Jing's Weibo fans rose from 60 to 80 after the last contract termination turmoil, he didn't think those people liked him because they read his works, and he didn't expect that they would accept him all of a sudden. to so much attention.

Looking through the messages and private messages, I feel my nose sour.

Nobody likes being cared about and cared about.

Cheng Yue leaned over to look at his mobile phone screen, smiled, "Do you feel very touched, so many people care about you."

Shen Jing turned his head to look at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "Well, I have received a lot of private messages."

"Actually, you don't need to draw the boundary between yourself and your fans so clearly. If there are works, they will be promoted. If there are no works, they will disappear completely. This will make people feel a sense of distance. Occasionally post some life photos, post Whining, this is the real you, isn’t the function of this software to shorten the distance between artists and fans.” Sun Hanxiao tilted his head and smiled, “You can treat them as your friends. "

"I have posted photos of my life..." Shen Jing couldn't help but want to refute.

"Just some maple leaves and goji berries, let them see a fur ball," Cheng Yue was speechless, "Is it OK to post a selfie with your face?"

"Okay." Shen Jing said and clicked on the phone's initial camera.

Cheng Yue roughly stopped his hand.

Sun Hanxiao recommended several useful camera apps to Shen Jing, and Cheng Yue took a selfie with him to demonstrate.

"Don't post on Weibo." Shen Jing reminded, he didn't want to be noticed by too many people.

"Why?" Cheng Yue raised the corners of his lips maliciously, "Are you afraid that there will be scandals with me!?"

Shen Jing was amused by him, but he couldn't think of any reason for a while, so he followed his meaning and said "um", "Anyway, just don't post it."

After a group of people sat around and had supper, Shen Jing went back to the room and changed the pants, and returned them to Cheng Yue.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to help you celebrate, but it made you run around."

Cheng Yue said while changing his pants: "Do you want to call Dad again?"

Shen Jing snorted and couldn't hold back, "No, you should go back to rest early, it will be almost ten o'clock..." He habitually raised his hand and glanced at his wrist before remembering to take it off when filming.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yue looked up at him.

"The watch is gone," Shen Jing yelled towards the door, "Xiao Xiao, did you see my watch!?"

"Did you put it in your backpack?" Xiao Li replied casually as he was packing up the dishes outside.

Shen Jing dumped all the things in the backpack on the bed and rummaged through it, but there was still no sign of the watch, and shouted again: "It's not here, I took it off when I changed the costume! Didn't you see it?" !?"

Xiao Li rushed into the room after washing his hands, "I didn't see it, you didn't give it to me, did you put it in the dressing room?"

"I don't remember..." Shen Jing scratched the back of his head, but couldn't remember when he took it off, or it might have fallen on the shooting scene.

If you put it in the toilet, will someone pick it up! ?

He quickly sent a message to several staff members.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Cheng Yue couldn't help but ask, "What watch? Is it expensive?"

"A gift from a fan, I don't know if it's expensive or not, but I have worn it for many years, and I have feelings." Shen Jing carefully checked the backpack again, "Is it in the car?"

"I'll go down and look for it!" Xiao Li said quickly.

Cheng Yuejin pursed his lips and looked at him, feeling happy in his heart.

It doesn't matter even if the gift is lost in the end, as long as you know that Shen Jing cherishes what he gave.

Several staff members replied that they hadn't seen it, and Shen Jing was so anxious that he checked all the places where things might be put.

"Why don't you go to the studio to look for it early tomorrow, maybe it's left in the dressing room." Cheng Yue comforted.

"I'm afraid of being picked up by someone." Shen Jing scratched her hair and sighed, "I also promised her that if she has the opportunity to appear on TV in the future, she will wear it."

"He... Maybe he has forgotten it." Cheng Yue patted Shen Jing's shoulder lightly.

He didn't expect that he could remember the casual words of encouragement to Shen Jing on the greeting card for so many years, and he almost wanted to rush over and hug him.

"She won't forget." Shen Jing touched his wrist bones and sighed angrily.

Hello! ?

How about looking at me!

He just forgot!

Cheng Yue suffocated his abs from laughing, "You care about him so much?"

"Well, she is very important to me." Shen Jing said.

"What's so important?" Cheng Yue tentatively asked, "Do you like him?"

Shen Jing glanced back at him, then plunged back into the bed, "You won't understand even if I tell you."

Cheng Yue: "..."

"Don't worry, if you want to put it in the dressing room, no one will take it randomly," Cheng Yueshun patted his back, "If you really can't find it, I will give you the same style."

Shen Jing sighed, turned over and stared at the ceiling, "If you can't find it, just tell her the truth, she is a very nice person, she will definitely not blame me."

Cheng Yue raised his finger and touched the back of Shen Jing's hand, "Are you familiar with that little fan of yours? Have you met?"

Shen Jing turned her head and glanced at him, "No, I'm not like you who can hold concerts, what's so interesting about my filming."

"That's true." Cheng Yue nodded pretendingly, fell back and lay side by side with Shen Jing, "Then what kind of person do you think he should be in reality?"

The corners of Shen Jing's lips raised, and he described to Cheng Yue the state of nothing in the center of his mind.

"Why do you think she's a woman!?" Cheng Yue raised his voice in an instant, and suddenly felt that this question was a big one!

"She often posts cute little emoticons, and her Weibo is full of refined food photos and pet photos. Boys would not post such things."

Cheng Yue: "I also post edited food photos on Weibo! What's the matter?"

"She can still act coquettishly, can you?" Shen Jing squinted at him.

"Who knows how to act like a baby!" Cheng Yue squeaked, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

What is he doing! ?

Are you jealous of your trumpet? ?

"Then show me one." Shen Jing said.

"It's only when you get emotional," Cheng Yue flattened his lips, "Then what if he is really a man?"

"Men..." Shen Jing frowned, he really didn't think about it, he thought his fans were basically women.

"Ah..." Cheng Yue looked at him with slightly parted lips, "Like me, I have a lot of male fans, maybe he is a guy, he is cute to make the chat atmosphere easier."

"Then he must be a bitch." Shen Jing said.