Every time I lose my memory, I forget who my husband is

In the studio, the beautiful and tall young man turned his head indifferently, his cheeks with a little baby fat bulged slightly, and he looked so proud that he didn't want to look at Song Yingdi, which instantly made everyone present have different thoughts.

Mr. Zhang and other actors who had long had a crush on Ran Mu showed loving and helpless smiles.

Because Ran Mu's disgusting action was so straightforward that he didn't even hide it at all. At first glance, it looked like a child's dislike of candy not being sweet enough, and there was no trace of malice in it.

Even, when they looked carefully, they found that there was only pure and childish anger in those pitch-black peach eyes, presumably there was some misunderstanding about Song Yingdi, and they were so stupid that they didn't know how to hide it. I'm so angry, I just feel that after three years, Ran Mu still hasn't grown up.

It is said that everyone in the entertainment circle is a fine person, one has to be careful when speaking and doing things, one step is wrong, and the marketing account is full of black material, and people like Ran Mu don't know how to cover up and have no need for network resources. People, on the contrary, are the most popular.

Because he doesn't need to compete with others, he's not good at socializing, and he's not a complete member of the industry. When dealing with him, you don't have to worry about getting caught in the middle of the night, and you can get resources to catch the heat, so why not do it.

For the first time in 32 years of life, Song Yingdi, who was blatantly disgusted, felt even more deeply.

At this moment, the smiling man Yushu stood aside, listening to Mr. Zhang's lecture, while calmly speaking in his heart:

"Very good, I like such a rebellious Bai Yueguang, heh, you have successfully caught my attention, child."

The system was silent for a while, and then replied with an emotionless electronic voice:

"The host, please be careful not to collapse the human design. You are the actor, not the boss. Also, even if you try your best to hide it, the system still sees your excitement. With all due respect, this is called change..."

"Please system pay attention to your words, professional system, never question the character of the host."

When Song Yingdi interrupted the system in time, he still had a smile on his face that made people feel refreshed.

Ran Mu stood beside the old man, listening carefully with the script in his hand, with a focused expression.

"You have to remember that Fang Chuxin is a fool, so he should be curious and happy when he saw Fang Xuxu. Can't be too exaggerated, to show his innocence and ignorance of the world..."

"Okay, I'll remember it." Ran Mu nodded obediently, still holding a fat ballpoint pen with a panda head in his hand, and carefully took notes word by word.

However, halfway through the memorization, the little dolphin suddenly felt a strange sight, and immediately squeezed the pen in his hand vigilantly, frowned, turned his head, and looked at the woman standing behind Mr. Zhang, with some doubts Tilted his head.

This woman... gave him a very strange feeling.

Song Yan was good at observing words and expressions, and after noticing Ran Mu's gaze, he followed suit.

Seeing this, the smile on his face faded a bit, and there was a bit of scrutiny in his smiling eyes.

Different from other people who paid attention to Ran Mu, this woman stood quietly behind Mr. Zhang from the beginning to the end. She was the newly promoted little flower, An Ruosu.

An Ruosu, as her name suggests, is well-known in the entertainment industry for her looks like a lotus flower and her temperament like an orchid. She was born in classical dance, with a graceful and beautiful body, but she has always behaved indifferent to the world.Among the actresses who came to audition for the role of Princess of Subjugation, her temperament and appearance are the most suitable.

However, Mr. Zhang originally selected actress Shao Nuan as the heroine. Unexpectedly, on the second day after the casting list was announced, Shao Nuan suddenly got into a car accident and was sent to the hospital with a disfigured face. She is still lying in the hospital unconscious.

Because the injury was too serious, he could not heal without one or two years of treatment, so Mr. Zhang had to recast the role.

At this time, An Ruosu, who had mediocre acting skills and was dubbed the goddess of facial paralysis by Heizi, who relied on her face for food, suddenly reborn and her acting skills soared. She stood out in the audition for the heroine of "First Heart", was selected by Mr. Zhang, and successfully slapped countless people in the face She is a person with bad acting skills, and she has successfully occupied the hot search headlines for a long time, and she is a proper counterattack script in the entertainment industry.

Song Yan has always had doubts about An Ruosu's strength.

Is it possible for a mediocre actress who has acted in more than a dozen idol dramas but can't even control her normal facial expressions to become a movie queen overnight?

Mr. Zhang's vision of seeing people is definitely not wrong, but An Ruosu's sudden soaring strength, successful face-slapping script, and character design that does not compete or grab, in the eyes of Song Yingdi, the book wearer, is a bit subtle.

The trouble is, Song Yingdi doesn't have any evidence, and the system pretends to be dead and doesn't reply.

Ran Mu only glanced suspiciously, then slowly withdrew his gaze, and continued to take notes honestly.

The old man has always put his best efforts in speaking, and it took more than an hour to start the talk.

After talking about the scene between Ran Mu and Song Yan, the old man drove them to make up and change clothes.

Ran Mu is good-looking, tall and thin, his skin is dazzlingly white, and his facial features are exquisite and flawless.The make-up artist couldn't contain his excitement when he saw him.

At this moment, the young man put on the tattered clothes worn by little beggars, his thin arms and legs exposed were flawless, and he was sitting nervously in the chair, motionless, his fingers still clutching his clothes, with an uneasy expression on his face.

The make-up artist squatted in front of him, drawing bloody scars and various bruises on his arms and calves.

Song Yan had already finished changing his clothes, and now he just came over to touch up his makeup. Seeing that Ran Mu was sitting obediently and did not dare to move, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Ran Mu's skin is so fair, don't you want to paint it dirty on purpose later?"

The makeup artist nodded when he heard the sound, and said enthusiastically: "Yes, Brother Yan, Ran Mu's skin is too tender, and he doesn't look like a little beggar if he doesn't paint black. Mr. Zhang said that the face has to be painted too."

"This thing..." After hearing this, Ran Mu pinched the hem of his clothes and asked cautiously, "Can it be washed off? I thought playing a beggar would be enough to smear some dirt on his face."

"Haha, someone really used mud, but the dirt, these are specially prepared, and they can be washed off after the performance. Don't worry." The makeup artist explained kindly, and the movements of his hands became more delicate.

Everyone in the circle knows that Ran Mu seldom makes movies, and he doesn't receive notifications. The young man knows almost nothing about this circle, but he is capable and famous, but he has no intentions and is friendly to others, so he deserves to be treated more sincerely. .

Song Yan watched from the side, and asked with interest: "Is Ran Mu afraid that these won't be washed off?"

The young man blinked when he heard the words, and looked at the man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not wanting to answer.

But Shen Fenggu taught him that he must be polite when he goes to the production team, this is the basic etiquette.

So, Ran Mu still nodded, and answered sullenly: "Father likes to be clean, and I'm afraid that I will be painted as a cat, and he won't recognize me when I go home."

"Father? Do you mean strong character?" Song Yan still had a fresh memory of the "Beautiful Love Gate" on Weibo before. Pour out a plum candy.

Ran Mu nodded, his childish eyes were glued to the candy, then moved away, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa said, there is a jade pendant in the kit, why don't you have one?"

"The jade pendant is a prop, and I will bring it later. Why, do you want to ask for a gift in advance?" Song Yan smiled approachably, and handed over the candy in the blink of an eye.

In the script, Fang Xuxu did always call the little beggar his "first heart" in the later period, and that jade pendant was Fang Xu's mother's relic, and it was also his most important thing.

Once, after the little beggar was almost beaten to death by the pharmacist in order to steal medicine for the injured Fang Xu, Fang Xu gave the jade pendant to the little beggar.

In the end, the little beggar was captured by the enemy and the jade pendant was lost, just like Fang promised to lose his original intention.

The plot written in the script flashed through his mind, Ran Mu looked at the big hand stretched out in front of him, turned his head and said, "I don't want your candy."

Song Yan was not angry either, he withdrew his hand and put the candy back, and asked with a smile: "Chu Xin seems to dislike me very much, can you tell me the reason?"

The make-up artist next to him had a strange expression. Is this Song Yingdi and Ran Mu at odds?I can't see it.

Ran Mu didn't shy away from it, and said mercilessly after hearing this: "Fang Xu is a bad guy, and I don't want things from bad guys."

Song Yan couldn't laugh or cry, and said with a smile: "Fang Xu is a bad guy, but Song Yan is innocent. I swear, I play a traitor, but I am a good man. Have you heard any scandals about me? No, right? "

Ran Mu tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that it made sense, so he nodded hesitantly.

Song Yan did have a good reputation in the entertainment industry, and Mr. Zhang spoke highly of him.

"You are Song Yan now, so I don't hate you." After thinking it over clearly, Ran Mu stated his position seriously, "But, when your acting party agrees, you are a villain, and I don't want to talk to you, the script requires To talk, to treat you well, I am not sincere."

Such straightforward remarks successfully calmed Song Yingdi. The man was silent for two seconds, then suddenly showed shame, and seemed to have endless remorse, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I hated me in the first place, that's what I should."

This sentence is exactly the same as the line in the script.

Ran Mu heard it, understood that the other party was acting according to the script, and felt it was fun for a while, his beautiful peach eyes were curved, and he smiled a little, and also imitated the script and said:

"I don't hate you, because I'm not your original intention."

This is the last scene of the whole play, Fang Chuxin's soul smiles at the last words that the other party promised to say.

The two film kings, one mature and one young, suddenly started acting, and the make-up artist and assistants were all stunned.

Song Yan is a drama idiot, and his previous career was an actor. Seeing Ran Mu's performance so brilliant now, the villain in his heart has already run around countless times holding a small flag.

It's a pity that the emotionless system didn't want to talk to the host of the strange uncle, and turned a blind eye to such a contrast, silently pretending to be dead.

The two got along well in the dressing room, but An Ruosu, who was outside listening to Mr. Zhang's play, was not in a good mood.

"Yangyang is weak. When you slap him in the script, just borrow your seat and don't touch him, you know?" Mr. Zhang looked hale and hearty, with a serious and serious expression.

"However, Mr. Zhang, you also know that the Princess of Subjugation is a weak woman. When she found out that the little beggar she had been helping saved her enemy, she slapped her so hard that she almost slapped herself. It's unreal. It's unreal to borrow a seat like this."

An Ruosu's voice was cold, with a respectful and obvious embarrassment in his expression.

Mr. Zhang is also a person who pursues perfection. After hearing this, he was a little hesitant. He sighed for a long time, nodded and said: "Then you really fight, and I will talk about it over there. Alright, you go and change your clothes first. "

Only then did An Ruosu feel relieved, nodded and turned to go to the dressing room.

Seeing people walking away, Mr. Zhang raised his hand and called the assistant director over, and said:

"You find a substitute who is about the same height as Yang Yang. When the time comes to perform the scene of slapping the palm and piercing the knife, let him do it, but don't force it. The main thing is to find someone you are willing to replace and pay him well."

The assistant director hurriedly responded respectfully, and was about to leave to find someone, when Mr. Zhang patted him on the shoulder again.

The old man twirled his beard and said, seemingly unintentionally:

"Don't let others know about the substitute, especially Song Yingdi and An Ruosu, understand?"

After seeing the assistant director repeatedly responding and leaving quickly, Mr. Zhang sighed.

Having lived for most of my life, I have never met anyone. Song Yan and An Ruosu are less lively when they look at them.Song Yan is okay, pure in mind, dedicated and calm.An Ruosu... Let's wait and see when the time comes, the old man really doesn't believe it if he doesn't show his feet.