I heard that the whole network is waiting for my debut

Lian Sang was woken up by the alarm clock at dawn, washed up briefly, and walked out the door lightly.

He didn't alarm Song Xingcheng, but he was worried that the man would think that he hadn't woken up yet and prepare an extra breakfast, so he left a note on the dining table.

Assistant Chen Qi had been waiting outside the gate of the community for a long time. When he saw him coming out, he raised his eyebrows, handed him two sandwiches and said at the same time, "Is this the beginning of the drama?"

No wonder he said that, Lian Sang always unconsciously put on a three-point smile when he saw acquaintances.Occasionally, when I am in a particularly good mood, my eyes are squinted when I smile.

But now?The child was serious from the inside out, and even his eyes were much sharper than usual.How should I put it, it is not an exaggeration to use the word "not angry and self-aggrandizing" to describe it.Even if he is just a young man who has just grown up.

As a qualified assistant, Chen Qi naturally knew what role the child was taking.The current feeling is quite consistent with the role, and the director must be very satisfied.

Lian Sang responded lightly, and said, "I was reading the script yesterday, and my dreams were all scenes from the drama, so it must have been affected."

Otherwise, the career of an actor is very attractive.When he seriously substituted himself into the characters and scripts, it was as if he had walked through other people's lives and experiences.And if the role performed is recognized by others, then for him, the sense of accomplishment is far better than others.

It's just that he can't enter and exit the play more casually like his senior brother.The level is still far behind, so I can only take a trick and try to stay in the state of filming as much as possible while filming.Otherwise, it would be ridiculous to spend so much time pondering and finding the feeling every time before shooting.

So he spent a day and a night substituting himself into the character's personality.

"Don't work too hard, it doesn't matter if you are just a vase, really." Chen Qi thought so from the bottom of his heart, as an elder, he was not so willing to see children suffer.Furthermore, children also have the capital to be vases, right?

Seeing Lian Sang's disapproving expression through the rearview mirror, he shook his head and stopped talking about this topic.Instead, he looked at the child's clean face a few more times, and said after a while, "That's right, your senior brother really has a sense of propriety and didn't leave any trace."

The few red marks pinched by Lian Qing last night have long since disappeared, and the pitiful child who was beaten up by his senior brother has regained his handsomeness.

The corner of Lian Sang's mouth ticked, and he finished the character design in the play to the end.

When he arrived at the set, the director's eyes lit up when he saw him.When he saw Lian Sang yesterday, the slightly different image of the child made him very worried.

The play he made was called "Qinglintang", and it was set in the semi-overhead Republic of China.The so-called Qinglintang is a time-honored pharmacy.The beginning of the story is that the son of the store manager returned from studying abroad and took over the pharmacy.But he, who is very interested in the career of detectives, is not a good drugstore owner. Instead, he and the heroine he met by accident lead two clerks to investigate the case.

In the end, the shop "Qinglintang" became famous, and many people came to the male lead and asked him to solve the case.What a pharmacy, it was turned into a detective agency, selling drugs part-time.

And the role that Lian Sang wants to play is a young master of a wealthy family.The person was delicate and frail, relying on his indifferent indifference to fool the hero and heroine several times.

The queen, cruel and thoughtful, is the big boss behind the scenes.There is a blood feud with the heroine's family, and various incidents are set up against her.

The role was originally assigned to another actor, but before the contract could be signed, that person had a fight with the agency and was hidden.Originally, the role of this role was not important, and the range of actions of the characters was also small; coupled with the fact that a more suitable actor could not be found for a while, the director planned to let it go.

After this release, it was put into the filming plan of the crew for most of the time.Just when he was about to find someone again, Shaman, who had some personal relationships with him, approached him and recommended Lian Sang to him.It is said that this kid can definitely act well, and if he can't act well, he doesn't need money.

The child of the actor's family, no matter what happens, it won't be too bad...With this kind of thinking, and Shaman also said that if the child can't act well, he can pick an actor from the studio to replace him.There are not many actors in Sharman's studio, but they are all very powerful. With this guarantee, the director agreed.

When I saw Lian Sang yesterday, the director was really worried that this kid would only be able to act out his delicate and indifferent appearance, but not the viciousness behind it.That's why he put down his work yesterday and talked with the kid about character setting and so on for nearly two hours after he got the script.

Fortunately, Lian Sang did not disappoint him.After only thinking about the script and character design for a day and a night, his current demeanor is the same as the daily demeanor behind the young master in the play.This made his attitude towards Lian Sang a little more kind, and he smiled when he spoke.

The scene this time really made the actors suffer, but they had to wear airtight robes, suits and other autumn and winter clothes in hot weather.Whether it is filmed in a greenhouse or in a rented mansion, it can blow people away.Even if the crew provided two portable air conditioners, firstly, they couldn't blow on the actors so as not to mess up their hairstyles, and secondly, the space was too large to be of much use.

So within a few days, Lian Sang's back was covered with prickly heat, and he couldn't bear to see it.Song Xingcheng didn't know about this at the beginning. Because of the tight schedule, the child was too tired after filming the first few nights, and he didn't want to run back and forth, so he just rested in the crew.

He didn't know until the seventh night, when Lian Sang came back without a night show.

He got off work late that day, and it was already eight o'clock when he got home.As soon as he opened the door, he found a pair of familiar sneakers on the shoe rack, and Lian Sang's slippers also disappeared.

At that time, he was a little happy, thinking that the child finally came back.Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the room, what he saw was Lian Sang standing in front of the TV with his upper body naked and his wet hair facing away from him.

Before he had time to appreciate the child's white skin and slender and powerful waist, his eyes were all attracted by the back with many small red bumps.

The unconscious arc of the corner of his mouth was flattened in an instant. As he approached, he asked with concern, "What's wrong with your back?"

Lian Sang turned her head, gave him a slight smile, and naturally handed him the talcum powder in her hand: "I have prickly heat, Brother Da Song, wipe it off for me, I'm worried that I won't be able to reach it."

Song Xingcheng took the talcum powder, and while helping him apply it, he asked softly, "Is filming very hot? How come you cover it like this..."

"It's hot, I'm all wearing autumn clothes and winter clothes, there's nothing I can do. I'm pretty good, the heroine in our crew has red arms!" Lian Sang moved his back, "Brother Song, your movements are important, itchy. "

"Then I'll shoot the key points." Song Xingcheng increased the intensity and helped him pat his entire back with a thick layer of powder.Then he twisted the bottle cap and asked, "How long do you have to film this scene?"

"According to the current speed, it will take another week or so." While speaking, the child took the bottle of talcum powder and thanked him in a low voice.

Song Xingcheng couldn't help aiming at the red and white area on his back, and couldn't help saying, "How about I provide two air conditioners for the crew?"

Lian Sang hurriedly waved his hands: "The crew has air-conditioning, brother, don't spend that money, it's useless."

Song Xingcheng pursed his lips tightly, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

After several days of fast-paced filming, Lian Sang was exhausted.After drying his hair with a hair dryer, he said goodnight to Song Xingcheng and went back to his room to rest.

Ten minutes later, when Song Xingcheng brought him warm milk, he found that the door and lights of the room were not turned off.When I walked in, I saw that the child was already lying on his side on the big bed, sleeping soundly.

Looking up at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was not yet nine o'clock.The child who has always been used to going to bed late today went to bed three hours earlier than usual.

The corners of Song Xingcheng's mouth were tightly pursed, looking at the child's slightly frowning brows in his sleep, he felt very uncomfortable.

He felt sorry for Lian Sang.

Not wanting to wake up the child, he turned around and went out, replacing the warm milk with cold water.Put that glass of water on the kid's bedside table and put the air conditioner on sleep mode.Turn off the headlights again, leaving only a small night light.He took one last deep look at Lian Sang, and said in a low voice, "Good night."

Lian Sang in his sleep answered him vaguely: "Good night..."

The slightly pursed lips moved slightly, and the voice was milky, a little sticky, so cute.

Seeing Lian Sang's rare, milky and cute appearance, Song Xingcheng bent down / body, and kissed him lightly on the cheek like a ghost.

He left the room as soon as he touched it, and then he left the room as if fleeing, and he didn't forget to close the door carefully before leaving.

He seemed to be running away, so he didn't know that after the door was closed, the sleepy eyes of the young man on the bed had opened.After a while, those eyes slowly closed again...

At dawn the next day, Lian Sang was woken up by the alarm clock.The child yawned big and walked to the bathroom unsteadily.When he was about to wash up, he suddenly remembered something, and looked up at his left face in the mirror.

After reading it, I reached out to touch it, my face full of confusion.

It's strange, how could he have dreamed that Brother Song kissed him... Could it be that he read too many fanfiction?But he's been busy with filming for the past few days, so he doesn't have time to catch up on more...

Lian Sang, who couldn't figure it out, shook his head and didn't think about it any more.Brother Chen is still waiting for him outside, it's the same to think about these things after filming.

The children who returned to the crew began to film day and night again.Until one day, he received a message from Song Xingcheng, saying that he would come to visit his class and asked him what he would like to eat.

The child replied immediately: "Hand pie!"

Song Xingcheng agreed, and came to the set in earnest an hour later.

When he came over, Lian Sang was filming a scene.In the play, he was wearing a beige robe embroidered with exquisite dark patterns, standing in the ancestral hall, staring at several memorial tablets in a daze.

His expression was one of forbearable desolation, and after the desolation passed, it turned into a strong hatred...

That was Lian Sang whom Song Xingcheng had never seen before, dangerous and pitiful.

He couldn't help staring blankly, until the director suddenly shouted: "Yes", he just woke up.

Lian Sang's assistant had already stepped forward and took the child who hadn't played yet to sit down.He was handing drinks and talking with him, but the child's face was still gloomy, obviously he hadn't played yet.

Song Xingcheng stepped forward, knelt down, looked into his gloomy eyes, and forced a smile: "Lian Sang, I bought you finger pancakes. As you said, add eggs, ham and bacon... anything you can add It's still hot, do you want to eat now?"

The child's eyes shifted to the bag in his hand, his eyes were dark and fierce: "Eat!"

I don't know, I should have thought he was saying "kill".

The staff on the side: "..."

Song Xingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he remembered to eat, he would be fine.

Since Lian Sang joined the crew, he has been highly cooperative in his work. This time it is rare for someone to visit the set, and the child has not yet come out of the emotion of the previous scene.The director waved his hand and asked him to rest for half an hour.

So Lian Sang and Song Xingcheng were taken to the lounge by Chen Qi, and they were asked to rest there, and he would call for someone later.

As soon as the door of the rest room was closed, Song Xingcheng unpacked the pancakes in a very polite manner and handed them to Lian Sang.

The child took it and ate it viciously.As he ate and ate, his ferocious expression gradually turned into aggrieved, and he didn't know if he was still immersed in the role or what.He looked so pitiful, as if he would burst into tears at any moment.

Song Xingcheng felt pain in his heart when he saw it, and couldn't help but use a coaxing tone, and said softly: "If you are really sad, why don't you cry?"

The child stopped chewing the cake and shook his head resolutely.

"It's okay, it's just the two of us here, no outsiders." Song Xingcheng continued to persuade.

Lian Sang still shook his head, more firmly.

Song Xingcheng only thought that he couldn't get rid of that face, and felt that the child needed a vent now.So he continued to persuade: "It's okay for boys to cry. Song Xingshi is a few years older than you, and he was crying last month. It's nothing strange."

Song Xingshi, who was far away, sneezed loudly until the man next to him was so frightened that he almost dropped the mouse.He said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Lin Xun. I guess the little monk is talking bad about me again. When we meet next time, you have to help me deal with him, or I can't do him myself..."

Some thin and handsome young men gave him a blank look: "Come on, Lian Sang is so good, how can you speak ill of you. You are a villain, and I will sue him next time I see him!"

"Hey, have you figured out who your boss is! If you don't want me, you want him, isn't it reasonable? Besides, you haven't seen him for seven years, seven years! It's enough for him to grow into a demon king... ..."

"You're talking about yourself! I know that I'm awkward with your brother every day. I don't know how to cherish such a good brother. I really don't know what to say about you..."

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On the other hand, Song Xingcheng who cheated his younger brother didn't feel any pain in his conscience.He continued to tirelessly persuade Lian Sang, wanting him to express his emotions so as not to suffocate his body.

Unfortunately, Lian Sang was determined not to cry.And it seemed that he thought he was noisy, while gnawing on the finger cakes, he turned his back to Song Xingcheng.Like a little hamster, it ate the pie fiercely and quickly.

Forced to face a dark-headed Song Xingcheng: "..."

It is impossible to give up, Song Xingcheng ran to Lian Sang again, opened his mouth, and was about to say something else.Seeing Lian Sang looking up at him with those big watery eyes, he said vaguely, "I won't cry."

Song Xingcheng was stunned, because he didn't want to cry, not because he didn't want to cry.He asked: "Why? No outsiders are here now, so it's not the right time..." to vent his emotions.

The child pursed his lips, looked at him with aggrieved eyes, and said, "The cake is too salty, if it gets wet with tears, you can't eat it."

At the end, the child did not forget to add a sentence: "Brother Da Song, don't bother me to eat pancakes anymore, it's getting cold!"

Song Xingcheng, who worked so hard: "..." Poor, cute and exasperating.

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The author has something to say: Why is San'er a shou?I'm doing it for his own good!As far as his physical strength and energy are concerned, if he is allowed to be on top, Da Song will not be exhausted and die young!We are real mothers, we can't let San'er be a widower, right!