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When Fang Zhiyi lay on that hard bed again, he felt numb.

The director nodded in satisfaction: "Remember to set an alarm clock for yourself, and wake up in the middle of the night to draw. I will check tomorrow."

Fang Zhiyi: "...Okay."

It was already difficult to fall asleep on the hard bed, and when he finally fell asleep, he was woken up by the loud alarm clock.

Fangzhi Yiqiang climbed up and walked to the balcony, the cold air on the balcony woke him up instantly.The director really restored the script settings too much, and even kept the balcony without warm air.

The air quality in the suburbs is not bad, and there are not many lights at night, and the stars in the sky are very bright.Fang Zhiyi went back to the room and put on thick clothes, turned on the light on the balcony, rubbed his eyes and hands, and started to draw.

After finally finishing a picture, Fang Zhiyi wrapped up his clothes, went back to the hard bed, fell asleep with the pillows on it.

When the director opened the door and came in the next morning, Fang Zhiyi had just woken up and could hardly open his eyes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he forced himself to put on his clothes: "Director."

The director stared at him for a while, then turned to the door: "Where's Mr. Zhao? Come in and have a look. Afterwards, it's fine to put on makeup like this!"

Fang Zhiyi: "..." I advise you to be kind!

The others withdrew to leave him a private space, Fang Zhiyi went to the bathroom and looked at his own face, with a haggard look and dark circles under his eyes.

He quickly washed up and opened the door to let everyone in.The director and Zhang Zheng went to the balcony to see his painting last night.

director:"……"

Zhang Zheng: "...I remember that the weather was pretty good last night."

Fang Zhiyi: "...Well, yes."

Zhang Zheng: "...But your painting looks like a black cloud pressing down on the city and trying to destroy it."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." I'm sorry.

Zhang Zheng sighed and sat in front of the easel: "I'll show you one..." After all, he is a professional, so he finished the painting quickly.

Zhang Zheng stood up and looked at him: "In the past few days, including the breaks in filming, besides that one painting, you have also copied this one by heart."

Fang Zhiyi: "...Okay."

"Zhiyi hasn't eaten yet, right?" the director said, "I brought you some ingredients, we'll discuss other matters with the props team, you can settle the breakfast yourself."

Fang Zhiyi: "...Okay, thank you director."

Fang Zhiyi bit the bullet and ate the breakfast he cooked himself, then walked to the living room.

The director looked up at him: "Finish?" Then waved: "Come and sit."

Fang Zhiyi sat over, and the director pointed to a plot in the script to show him: "I told you about the shooting sequence at the time, so we will shoot this segment first."

Fang Zhiyi nodded: "Shall we try acting now?"

"That's not necessary." The director closed the script: "Can you talk about your understanding of this plot and the characters?"

It was the painter carrying a pile of grain bought from the supermarket to his home, and then took a hammer to strengthen his home. At this time, he met his neighbor. The neighbor asked him what was wrong. He hesitated for a moment, and then he was very serious. Some people say that the end of the world is about to come, and let the neighbors prepare for it.

Fang Zhiyi thought about it: "There is nothing to say about the plot alone. Let's talk about the characters first. The character of the painter seems to be very depressed throughout the story, but in fact, he is just a person who is interested in other than painting. He doesn't care much about other things, so he is a bit depressed on the outside. Regarding this plot, although he knows that he is a freak in the eyes of his neighbors and his words will not be believed, he still decides to Tell your neighbors about it, and don't force them when they don't believe it. He is just a kind and casual ordinary person."

The director looked very relieved: "I understand well, as long as I can express it accurately, it will be fine."

Fang Zhiyi smiled and nodded: "Of course."

The remaining few days passed quickly. In these few days, Fang Zhiyi was practicing painting repeatedly, and he was basically able to do it.

On the day of NO.15, after filming for a whole day, Fang Zhiyi asked for instructions: "Then do I still need to live here and maintain the routine of the characters in the script?"

The director glanced at him: "Of course you can, if you want."

Fang Zhiyi immediately shook his head: "No, no, no."

The director smiled: "The main purpose of these few days is to let you remember this feeling, and it will be more conducive to your understanding and performance of the characters in the future. You will not be allowed to live here for a few months. You can also go home and go back home. You can stay in a hotel, but you can’t leave early or be late, you can decide for yourself.”

Fang Zhiyi quickly assured: "The normal shooting progress will not be delayed."

The director smiled and nodded: "Let's go."

Fang Zhiyi quickly took his things downstairs and drove away.When he walked to the door of the apartment, he suddenly realized that he forgot to tell Sheng Changan in advance that he was back.

He stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then called Sheng Changan.

The answer over there was quick: "Hello?"

Listening to the nasal sound in his voice, Fang Zhiyi couldn't help but smile: "I'm back."

Then came the voice of turning over and sitting up: "Shall I pick you up?"

"No need." Fang Zhiyi quickly replied, "I'm at the door now, and I'll be right back."

There seemed to be a sudden panic in Sheng Changan's voice: "Huh?"

Fang Zhiyi hung up the phone, unlocked the door and entered.

It was past ten o'clock when we entered the apartment.

Fang Zhiyi walked into the bedroom and felt that there seemed to be something in the air.He raised his eyebrows, walked over and sat down by the bed: "Did you take a shower just now?"

Sheng Changan nodded, his face was still a little blush.

Fang Zhiyi walked over, reached out and picked up a lock of his hair: "Did you forget to blow-dry your hair?"

Sheng Changan shook his head: "It's been blown, it's not too dry."

"That's it." Fang Zhiyi withdrew his hand and sat down naturally, obviously feeling that Sheng Changan's back was straightening. "Then we go back to another room to rest?"

"You go there first." Sheng Changan's voice was somewhat unnatural, "I'll go there later."

Fang Zhiyi held back a smile and nodded, stood up: "Okay."

When he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head back——

Sheng Changan's movements froze.

Fang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows: "What are you stuffing under the pillow?"

Sheng Changan: "..."

Fang Zhiyi squinted his eyes: "Are you..."

Sheng Changan was so embarrassed that he wanted to smoke, and quickly denied it: "No, no!"

Fang Zhiyi turned back and sat by the bed again, while Sheng Changan reflexively hid in the corner.

Fang Zhiyi still didn't let him go this time, and continued his efforts: "Are you solving your own physical problems?"

Sheng Changan: "..."

Fang Zhiyi coughed a few times with a smile, and said with a smile: "This is normal, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, and you can see that it has been many days since the last time, this is a normal behavior."

Sheng Chang'an: "..." He was not comforted at all.

Fang Zhiyi cleared his throat, and stretched out his hand to grab Sheng Changan's hand, but he dodged it all at once.Fang Zhiyi didn't mind either, and smiled: "Actually, I'm... very happy."

Some doubts appeared on Sheng Chang'an's face, Fang Zhiyi slowed down his voice: "This shows...you can also face your own desires, which is a very good thing for me."

The color on Sheng Chang'an's face gradually deepened following Fang Zhiyi's words. He seemed to want to cover his face and then stopped. It took him a long time before he said, "It's a shame anyway..." Being discovered by others So what.

Fang Zhiyi smiled, moved closer, and lowered his voice: "What is there to be ashamed of between us?"

Sheng Changan collapsed a little, and wanted to cover his ears with his hands: "...how could there be no such thing!"

"Okay." Fang Zhiyi smiled and sighed, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Sheng Chang'an's head was still lowered, and the color on his ears couldn't disappear at all, so he let out a soft "hmm".

Fang Zhiyi stood up: "Okay, you go first, I'll go to that room and get out of bed."

After Fang Zhiyi walked out, Sheng Changan packed the things on the bed and threw them into the washing machine, then went to take a shower.After he came out of the shower, he took out those things and put them in the dryer for processing, and finally took them back to the room, folded them and threw them into the closet.

Fang Zhiyi waited for him to return to the room, took a quick shower with his pajamas, and came back to lie down.

Sheng Chang'an was a little nervous, because according to the time, the date agreed by the two of them was approaching, plus what he did today...he always felt that Fang Zhiyi had to do something.

In the end, Fang Zhiyi didn't do anything, and reached out to turn off the light: "Go to sleep."

Sheng Changan blinked in the darkness, a little surprised, he didn't expect that he escaped so easily this time.

Just when he was secretly rejoicing, Fang Zhiyi leaned over to him, and the heat in his breath hit his ears: "It's too late today, I have to get up early in the morning, wait until next time..."

Sheng Changan's back felt numb, and his waist was a little soft, so he immediately reached out to cover his mouth, only to be licked by Fang Zhiyi instead.Sheng Changan quickly retracted his hand, but Fang Zhiyi grabbed it: "Speaking of it...how about we adjust the frequency? Look..."

"No need to adjust!" Sheng Changan pulled his hand back, his mind was buzzing, "It's fine now, you have to get up early tomorrow, go to sleep."

It is estimated that the car will overturn if it continues to be amusing—Fang Zhiyi immediately stopped the topic and let go of his hand: "Okay." The whole day of filming is really tiring, and Fang Zhiyi fell asleep not long after he calmed down.Sheng Changan listened to the sound of his breathing, looked at his sleeping profile under the dim light in the room, closed his eyes and fell asleep.