What should I do if I personally disassembled my fan's CP! [Entertainment]

Everyone said that turning her face was like turning over a book, but when Qiao Nian heard Zhuang Yan say that she was stupid, it turned her face like changing the book directly.Jumped from "The Temptation of a Little Wife" to "Sun Erniang Water Park Liangshan".

Just now, she poked his arm coquettishly and coquettishly: "In the future, whenever you want to take pictures with your sister, you can come to my sister. Don't be shy, it's not like you're doing some shady tricks."

Now, with a huge force, he strangled his neck with his arms and yelled angrily: "Shoot! Shoot now! I'll see whoever dares to say that he can't see my beautiful face clearly. Pick it up for him, bounce it 800 meters, and bounce it into the crab's nest to catch it to pieces!"

Zhuang Yan couldn't help wanting to laugh, but was strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe, so he could only grab her arm and struggle to survive: "Cough, I, I retreat, it's less than 2 minutes, cough cough."

Qiao Nian insisted on taking a group photo with his mobile phone and still refused to let her go. Her assistant Xiao Ning suddenly walked over while clutching the phone's microphone, and whispered in her ear, "It's Mr. Tan."

After hearing this, Qiao Nian let go of Zhuang Yan's arms, let out a long breath, answered the phone and said sweetly, "Hello? I just got off the show..." Turned around and walked away, Xiao Ning followed He said hello and trotted away to follow.

Zhuang Yan rubbed his neck, and took a look at the photo just now. He was strangled and gasped for breath. Qiao Nian gritted his teeth hard, and there was a shadow behind him. It was the studio that hadn't been cleaned up yet. The crew photos that perfectly meet Xu Qixing's requirements plus his selfies are combined into one.

Zhuang Yan's right hand clicks one click to send, becoming a socialist excellent Dingdong with super high efficiency and responsiveness.

Xu Qixing waited for a long time for this, instead of gaining happiness, he was even more sad.There was no result on the front line of Weibo, and the fire broke out in my backyard.Life didn't do something to his poor kitten, life did something to his poor kitten.

Xu Qixing: "You guys get along pretty well?"

Zhuang Yan: "It's not too bad, she's very funny, and the director Mr. Han and the others are also very nice."

Xu Qixing turned around and asked Qian Duobao: "When is the ticket?"

Qian Duobao was scolding Fang Qiu for guiding the information war in the new century. He listened for a while, and then realized: "The day after tomorrow, what's the matter? You have to shoot the cover of SA magazine tomorrow, and you will participate in a charity event hosted by them in the evening." night of."

Xu Qixing just wanted to race against time, for fear that those few people over there would increase their favorability too quickly and catch up from behind.He sent a message, then stood up and shook his trouser legs: "Go home. Change the ticket to tomorrow night, and leave after shooting the magazine."

Qian Duobao couldn't adapt to the diligent painting style of his artist: "Why are you in a hurry? Let's talk about it after a good night's rest the day after tomorrow. I'll tell you that it's very hard work, and I'm in a bad state..."

Xu Qi walked to the door and looked back at him: "Qiao Nian has been scolded all night."

Qian Duobao quickly thought that after Qiao Nian won the film, Qiao Nian's acting skills were very good, and if Qiao Nian was scolded, it meant that the filming was difficult, and the director had a bad temper. What is the most annoying thing?

Of course it's Xu Qixing, his second male lead who has mixed acting skills and is not very dedicated.

In addition, Shen Zhi's sarcasm from the last movie is still in my ears, this time it's his book again.Qian Duobao resolutely decided that we should pretend to be cowardly first, so he waved his hand: "Leave it to me!"

Looking at the message from Xu Qixing, Zhuang Yan was a little speechless.

Xu Qixing: "You'd better stay away from her, don't let others misunderstand."

Note: Others here refer to me, don't let me misunderstand!

Hearing this, Zhuang Yan had something to say, and didn't know whether he should open his mouth to get to the bottom of it. After thinking for a long time, he thought of the sentence Mr. Tan just said, and replied with a taught look: "I see."

Xu Qixing was very satisfied, and asked him persuasively: "I just told you the story of the handsome man and the femme fatale, did you have any impression after hearing it?"

Zhuang Yan knew for the first time that he had to express his impressions after listening to people's gossip besides scolding. He thought for a while: "Knowing people, knowing the face, but not the heart?"

Xu Qixing immediately added double insurance: "Yes, there are too many sperms in this circle, and I will overturn if I am not careful, so you must not trust others casually."

Note: Everyone here is other than me, you can trust me whatever you want!Be as casual as you can!Do whatever you want!

Zhuang Yan didn't realize that this was a scene of a large-scale double-standard dog dance, and thought that the other party was giving him an opportunity to educate him, so he couldn't help being a little touched by his points everywhere.

Xu Qixing: "Have you finished filming?"

Zhuang Yan: "That's right, there aren't many night scenes ahead, so I'm going back."

Xu Qixing: "...Do you still want to go back to that dark road?"

Zhuang Yan didn't realize until he reminded him that although he was brave, walking alone in the dark night road without any lights was really oppressive.He replied: "That's right." He searched for the neighbor uncle in the wooden house next door, wondering if he came to join in the fun.

Zhuang Yan was thinking about finding a neighbor to accompany him back home, when Xu Qixing sent a message: "Then I will accompany you."

Immediately afterwards, a strange call came in from his mobile phone.

Zhuang Yan's call hadn't rang for a long time, blocking miscellaneous sales calls, and even his parents preferred to use the voice calls in WeChat to call him.

He always feels that social apps are too convenient. Strangers who come and go are like fish caught out of the sea of ​​people by the Internet. They say hello casually, and then retreat back to the sea of ​​people with the tide. They disappear quickly and are ruthless.

On the contrary, it was the phone and text message from a long time ago that made him feel an unspeakable ambiguity and throbbing.

This is probably the feelings of the elderly, Zhuang Yan laughed at himself.He looked at the incoming call and thought for two seconds. He guessed that it was Xu Qixing, but he was not sure. He was afraid that the other party would hang up if he hesitated, so he swiped to answer it.

Probably because he was too tired today, Xu Qixing's voice was a little hoarse.He lowered his voice deliberately in the car, and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhuang, do you need a loan? There is no need to review and no interest is charged. The maximum amount is 20." The tip of her tongue lightly licked his ear.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing, he got up and walked towards the wooden house avoiding the crowd: "Are you a boy who gives money?"

Xu Qixing chuckled: "You can tell it's me in one word?"

Zhuang Yan was a little embarrassed: "Your voice is nice." Fearing that Xu Qixing would find out something, he hurriedly asked: "Is the Weibo thing all right?"

Xu Qixing's voice was lazy, as if he was lying in his ear and gossiping: "Qian Duobao is watching, it's all right. How are you doing on the set, are you still used to it?"

Zhuang Yan: "It's pretty good, everyone is so dedicated!" He told Xu Qixing about the fact that a film crew got tanned: "I thought it would be enough to wear makeup, but I don't know how long it will take to raise it. return."

Xu Qixing told him in a low voice: "The make-up is so thick, it's suffocating for a day at the beach, and I have to apply sunscreen after removing the makeup. The skin on the face can't stand such a toss."

Zhuang Yan headed back into the group, just like a kid who just entered kindergarten, he wanted to share a lot, he talked for a long time before he realized that he was talkative, afraid that Xu Qixing would dislike him, so he quickly stopped and asked him: "I It's like a bb machine, isn't it talking too much..."

Xu Qixing said "huh?" Zhuang Yan felt that it was quite sexy!Just listen to the ear and say: "I haven't heard enough, let's continue."

Zhuang Yan felt like he walked out of the red carpet after walking all night. He said "that" for a long time, and asked Xu Qixing, "Well, do you know Han Ling and Qiao Nian?"

Xu Qixing: "Yes, Qiao Nian was also brought by Yao Man, and we sang together at company gatherings before."

Voice control Zhuang Yan's heartbeat online: "Do you like to sing?"

Xu Qixing: "It's okay, I go occasionally."

Zhuang Yan excitedly sent out an invitation: "Then I'll invite you to sing when I go back? You must sing very well!"

Xu Qixing seemed to laugh again, which made Zhuang Yan's heart itch: "You want to hear it? Then I'll sing it for you now."

Zhuang Yan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, remembering that Xu Qixing couldn't see it, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."

Xu Qixing cleared his throat lightly, with a low voice and a sexy ending: "The wind is still blowing tonight, thinking of how gentle you are, such days are extraordinarily relaxed~ It's not without a trace, I just miss you too much, how could you I dream of you all the time~”

He heard the sound of opening the door from Zhuang Yan's side, stopped singing, and asked, "Are you there?"

Zhuang Yan had an unconscious smirk on his face, and his whole body was rippling, as if the waves outside were not rippling like him.His ears were numb, and what couldn't be controlled in his head was Xu Qixing lying beside him and singing to him: "I just entered the door, it doesn't matter, you continue to sing!"

Xu Qixing: "I'm home too, I'm going up."

Zhuang Yan was still not satisfied, a little lost, but said obediently: "Thank you tonight, goodbye."

Xu Qixing's tone was suddenly gentle, even a little affectionate: "Good night, sweet dreams."

Zhuang Yan: "Good night."

Xu Qixing didn't send any more messages, and Zhuang Yan didn't have the nerve to take the initiative to ask again. The communication between the two ended in the last sentence of Su Broken Leg's good night and good dream.

After taking a shower, Zhuang Yan was still rolling on the bed, thinking about it endlessly, regretting that he didn't record the call, so he couldn't listen to it repeatedly.

The first thing I did after being woken up by the sun the next morning was to touch my phone and open WeChat.

It's his favorite surprise unpacking session again.Zhuang Yan squinted his eyes and covered the phone screen, and said three times silently: "There are unreads, unreads, and unreads!" Then he quickly took his hands away...

Okay, another normal day.

The scene filmed today was due to Qiao Nian's mistakes that caused the village ancestral hall to catch fire. Qiao Nian was blamed by the villagers a lot. Qiao Nian's father also beat her and locked her up.Han Ling, her childhood sweetheart, secretly brought her food every day. After discussing it, the two decided to sneak out of the village and go to the outside of the island by boat.

However, the wind and waves were rough today, even if Qiao Nian and Han Ling had been training for a while, the hand-cranked boat was still in a hurry, spinning around in place.

Seeing that the director was in a hurry again, he asked Zhuang Yan if there was any other workaround, if he could add an islander in the same way.Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and said, "You can add a child, just say that you accidentally heard their plan discussed, and you insisted on following them out of curiosity. The hero and heroine agreed to take him with you in order to escape successfully."

Zhuang Yan drew a logical line: "This scene was originally intended to serve as an intensification of the conflict between the male and female protagonists and the villagers, and to make a comparison for the reversal of the future where everyone will let go of their previous suspicions and jointly fight against the Japanese. Then let's add a child here, Being complained and hated by the other party's parents after the unsuccessful escape can also become a point of intensifying conflicts."

Wang Ruofeng clicked on Han Ling's storyboard page: "That will make him lose the ability to row a boat."

Zhuang Yan nodded: "Just let him get injured when helping Qiao Nian escape from home. This can better explain why they took a child out to sea."

Wang Ruofeng asked someone to take Han Ling to paint the wound makeup, and at the same time he had a headache: "Where can I find a suitable child, let Yang Qing and the others go door to door and ask!"

Zhuang Yan immediately thought of the boy he met at the seaside last time. He remembered seeing him crouching around the set when he came in the morning. After searching around, he found him. Zhuang Yan asked him out of breath, "Can you row a boat?"

The little boy threw the stone in his hand and stood up: "Yes, yes."

Zhuang Yan asked him again: "Do you want to be on TV?"

The little boy opened his mouth wide and asked, "On TV? Can my dad watch it? He has been working outside for several years and hasn't come back."

Zhuang Yan smiled and nodded: "Yes, you can call him and tell him when the time comes."

The little boy nodded quickly, Zhuang Yan brought him in front of Wang Ruofeng and asked a few words, Director Wang decisively made a decision, and the filming resumed.

Zhuang Yan told Xu Qixing about it happily, but he didn't reply after waiting for a long time.

I waited until the sun went down, and I didn't get a reply until the set was over.

Zhuang Yan felt that he was not used to it. People who talk every day would occasionally stop for a day, which was as uncomfortable as a withdrawal reaction.

Although there is no need for them to communicate every day...

The coordinator came over and patted him from behind: "The director asked you to go to his room for a meeting, and then come to the production room when it's over, let's have a small meeting, don't tell the director."

Zhuang Yan sighed inwardly, put away his quiet cell phone, and went to the director's room with the notebook in his arms.

Both the director and the two leading actors were there, and there were a few more actors he hadn't seen before, all of whom were to be filmed in the next few days.

The director mainly asked him to change the roles of the supporting roles in the later parts based on the changes in the plot of today's shooting, and asked him to make a new draft.The remaining few actors also gave him both hard and soft words, from the inner analysis of their characters to the logic of the characters, from the analysis of external effects to artistic expression.

All in all, it is to change the play and add the play.

Zhuang Yan became dizzy after a party, and was carried into the production room as soon as he came out.

There were several people in the production room besides the executive producer and coordinator. As soon as they saw him come in, they began to complain about which scene was too expensive and which scene was too difficult to shoot.The coordinator went through the difficult technological environment with him, expressing the urgency of special effects, and the huge impact of climate and nature.

All in all, it is necessary to change the play and delete the play.

Had a whole night of self-contradictory meetings, Zhuang Yan was about to vomit blood with a headache, forcing social terror to fight on the front line of social interaction, this world is too cruel.

He dragged his heavy steps, leaning against the wall with half of his body, and walked forward weakly.I took out my phone and looked at it, and before I knew it, it was almost two o'clock.

The ink marks of these people with their own ulterior motives until two o'clock in the middle of the night!No more money!He had to walk back to the beach house by himself!Xu Qixing hasn't replied to his message yet!

One hammer is stronger than one hammer. Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan felt even weaker, and he couldn't even walk against the wall!He shouted silently in his heart: Don't bow your head!The crown will fall!Don't cry!The bad guys will laugh!

Then with a "creak--", the door on the wall he was leaning on suddenly opened, and he staggered and fell in, sitting on the ground.

Zhuang Yan was stunned by the fall, and when he looked up, Qiao Nian's skirt was dangling in front of him, so he quickly turned his eyes away and looked at the ground.

Qiao Nian wore a matching colored silk nightdress with suspenders. The skirt covered half of her thighs, and she didn't wear a bra on her upper body. She exuded a charming and dangerous overlord flower aura.She complained first: "Hey, you haven't gone back yet? You didn't come here to change the script for me alone, did you?"

Zhuang Yan thought about the producer and wanted to put aside the director's cost-saving matter, and he opened his mouth to say that he just went deep into the enemy's rear and returned triumphantly. He choked for a while and didn't explain.I had no choice but to get up and say: "Yes, I'm here to delete the scene for you."

Qiao Nian bent down to hold his shoulder, pressed him firmly to the ground and sat there, raised one foot backwards to gently kick the door shut, she leaned close to his ear and said in a breathy voice: "I don't know How can my big screenwriter let me go?"

Zhuang Yan wanted to push her away but couldn't do it, this woman was so lightly dressed and had mosaics everywhere, he was really afraid that if she stuck to her, he wouldn't be able to tell!

He rubbed his butt back to avoid Qiao Nian's arm, stood up and watched the other party propping his arms at the door like an eagle catching a chicken, wanting to cry without tears: "Sister, please let me go, sister."

Qiao Nian squinted his eyes and showed a fake smile, and stood in front of him without any shyness, his neckline was wide open, and his wavy hair waved: "But I really want to add some drama, I don't know what the scriptwriter wants Do you want to do that? Do you want to..."

Zhuang Yan narrowed his eyes and didn't look at her: "No."

He felt the other party leaning in front of him again, breathing on his face, Zhuang Yan became angry.

He wanted to save some face for the girl, but why she didn't stop talking: "If you do this again, I'll call someone!"

When I said it, I thought it was weird, as if I had reversed the script with the girl...

Qiao Nian also chuckled a few times, wanting to stick it on him without hesitation: "You screamed, even if you broke your throat, no one came to save you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly carried away.

Xu Qixing rubbed his hands on his trousers in disgust, looked coldly at the two people who were staring at him dumbfounded, and curled the corners of his mouth without a smile: "What are you doing?"