I Kiss The Movie Emperor To Continue My Life

The makeup artist sighed, put down the brush, and said, "Mr. Chen, can you stop laughing? I can't do makeup like you are."

Teacher is a very polite term, as long as the other party is not a young rookie who just debuted, anyone who has made some achievements can call him teacher.

Chen Zhizhu said, "I didn't laugh."

The makeup artist looked at the muscles on his cheeks, tapped them with a brush, and said, "Then can you control them?"

Chen Zhizhu really didn't laugh.

He just didn't know what expression to put on.

Screenwriter Jing is a very careful screenwriter and a very caring screenwriter. He seems to think that Chen Zhizhu has no experience in filming emotional dramas, especially for emotional dramas of this level. He even asked someone to write a rough outline of the process. Written without beauty, concise and to the point.

Xiao Qi turned over a video for him to watch.

Chen Zhizhu was caught off guard and saw a large expanse of white flowers.

The strong muscles and chest hair of the European macho filled his entire vision unexpectedly.

Chen Zhizhu went crazy at that time.

Chen Zhizhuo estimated the brush on his face, and tried hard to make his expression not look so ferocious, "What the hell is this!?"

"The screenwriter asked me to show you."

Chen Zhizhu thought to himself, if he was a woman, he would think it was sexual harassment in the workplace.

He really couldn't tell that the screenwriter was so gentle, it's a good thing.

Xiao Qi listened for a few seconds before realizing something was wrong, and said, "Sorry, I misplaced it."

Chen Zhizhu: "..."

No, he blamed Jing's screenwriter by mistake, it should be changed to, he didn't see that his assistant, Wenwen, is a weak little girl, but it's okay.

Xiao Qi changed a video this time. Chen Zhizhu glanced carefully and found that the light and shadow in the video are extremely ingenious, and the picture can almost be described as beautiful, like a dynamic painting. Although there is no substantial change in the content, it is The scale is too small, and the actors are obviously professional actors, which makes this series of actions extremely aesthetic.

"Scriptwriter Jing wants you to get rid of the feeling of rejection in your heart," Xiao Qi said, "Look, does it look good?"

With the brush on his eyelids, Chen Zhizhu closed his eyes and said, "It looks good."

"Is there any conflict?"

"conflict."

Xiao Qi sighed lightly.

Screenwriter Jing came to see him, heard the conversation between the two, and asked, "Why? Wasn't the one just now good-looking?"

Chen Zhizhu didn't open his eyes, and said, "Did screenwriter Jing also show Teacher Ding this?"

Even if I watched it, I probably didn't show him a part of it first.

It left an indelible mark on Chen Zhizhu's not young mind.

Screenwriter Jing said, "Ding Zhan? He didn't watch it."

Chen Zhizhu hummed, and it took a while to realize, "Why didn't he read it?!" Then he suddenly realized, "Mr. Ding wants to use a substitute, right?"

He looked at the process just now and knew that he was showing his face in most of the scenes, and Ding Zhan had very little action. If the shooting angle is right, it is not impossible to use a double.

Chen Zhizhu said: "If I use a stand-in, can I use a good-looking one?"

Screenwriter Jing asked: "Why don't you ask me, can I use a woman?"

Chen Zhizhu opened his eyes and looked at him eagerly.

Screenwriter Jing said cruelly, "No."

Screenwriter Jing looked at his face and said, "If the lips are whiter, so is the face."

It took Chen Zhizhu an hour to change clothes, put on make-up and do styling, and Ding Zhan was already sitting on the bed.

Chen Zhizhu was disheveled, wearing a black cloak and a loose light-colored robe inside.

Ding Zhan's dress is much more formal than his, at least with a lot more material.

Teacher Ding kept his eyes on the script, as if he couldn't see Chen Zhizhu beside him at all.

Chen Zhizhu glanced at the script, looked at Ding Zhan sitting on the edge of the bed and pursed his lips, seemed a little nervous, and felt some subtle interest in his heart. He coughed and said, "Teacher Ding?"

Ding Zhan's eyelashes trembled when he heard this, he looked up at him, and said politely: "Mr. Chen."

Screenwriter Jing was still frowning at the structure in the room, thinking that it didn't match what he thought, so he turned to communicate with Zhang Lan.

Chen Zhizhuo thought about it for a long time. In this situation, he didn't know whether the two should be acquainted or not, so he said again: "Mr. Ding's hair is quite long."

Ding Zhan: "..."

Ding Zhan said, "It's fake."

The scene was very embarrassing.

"The quality is pretty good." Chen Zhizhu said, "It looks like the real thing."

Ding Zhan nodded and smiled at him.

Zhang Lan was troubled by screenwriter Jing’s question about the pattern on the vase in Xiao Rongyu’s room. It looked like a bird riding a dragon under it. The status of the phoenix in the area is higher than that of the dragon, so the pattern is that the phoenix drives the dragon.

Zhang Lan looked at the screenwriter Jing with a look of you being sick, and said, "So what are you asking me for?"

"Most of the ethnic groups with this kind of inheritance are located in the south. Xiao Rongyu should have a southern accent, but Ding Zhan said S&P."

Zhang Lan said indifferently: "Xiao Rongyu looks good, can't I just buy it? And according to what you said, there was no S&P in ancient times. Before you let actors learn the elegant words of that dynasty?"

"That's not right, isn't this drama a fiction? What did the hero say about S&P?"

Screenwriter Jing sighed and said, "You really don't care."

Zhang Lan restrained his desire to throw a vase at his head.

He desperately told himself that he had seniors and juniors and that he couldn't have any accidents. He was a civilized person and didn't care about the leverage. The law was very sound and he couldn't defy the law by himself.

Huh, don't be angry.

Who will be proud if he is mad.

Zhang Lan turned and left.

"And this tent too, Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan!"

"I'm in charge of Fu Hua Dao!" Zhang Lan asked angrily.

He walked to the bed and found that the two actors were still sitting there stiffly, without saying a word.

Zhang Lan calmed down and told the two to start in 5 minutes.

Screenwriter Jing pulled a chair beside Zhang Lan and said, "I'm too nervous."

Zhang Lan glanced at him coldly and said, "Didn't you go to see the tent?"

"I'm too lazy to find someone from the props team." Screenwriter Jing saw Ding Zhan still sitting in the monitor, and said, "I can understand Chen Zhizhu, why is Ding Zhan like this?"

Zhang Lan said casually: "You shouldn't say, Ding Zhan, you understand, why is Chen Zhizhu like this?"

For the sake of the two people's face, there is no one else in this room except for the necessary staff.

A few seconds later, Chen Zhizhu stood up and retreated to the door.

The staff tidied up the scene, and after the board was played, the two quickly entered the state.

The only feeling Chen Zhizhuo felt when he stepped on the ground with his bare feet was the coldness.

It was originally the end of spring, and he didn't wear much, and now it was night again, and his face stiffened from the coldness of the polished slate floor.

He really didn't understand why Nan Si came in without wearing shoes.

Seeing his expression change slightly, Zhang Lan thought it was because he entered the role quickly.

Ding Zhan was leaning on the bed and reading a book. Seeing him coming in, he asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Nan Si didn't even look familiar to Xiao Rongyu, he just took a second look at his sister's banquet.

Just a glance.

Chen Zhizhu in the camera bowed his head, clenched and loosened his fingers.

The director gave a close-up.

His hands turned blue from being pinched by himself.

With just one glance, he was sent to the other party's bed.

But Xiao Rongyu didn't even know who he was.

The eldest princess thought it was a surprise, but to Xiao Rongyu, there was only surprise, not joy.

Chen Zhizhu bowed down, dragging his black cloak on the ground, and said: "Your Majesty, my minister's name is Nan Si..." Nan Si is the eldest princess's servant, and has a low-level vain job. , He choked up a few times before saying: "The minister was sent by His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess to protect the King."

This is really ridiculous, so ridiculous that he can't say it anymore.

There was some surprise in Ding Zhan's clear eyebrows, and finally he became clear again, and said: "Thank you, Eldest Sister, for your kindness."

He saw the token of the princess on the other side's waist and understood a little bit. He glanced at the other side's bloodless face and lowered his eyes and said, "If that's the case, just keep guard outside."

Chen Zhizhu stood up, but not in the direction of going out.

Ding Zhan frowned at him.

The picture is still beautiful.

If it wasn't for Zhang Lan's sudden yelling, "Ka."

Chen Zhizhu was ready to be instructed, but Zhang Lan didn't expect Zhang Lan to say, "Sister Yan came here to fix Teacher Ding's makeup."

Chen Zhizhu took a look at Ding Zhan's face and found that his makeup hadn't changed in any way.

Zhang Lan walked forward and said, "Replenish the powder on the neck."

Chen Zhizhu followed the director's words and looked down, only to find that Ding Zhan's neck was red.

He hasn't passed yet? Why is Ding Zhan's neck red?

He seems to know the reason why Ding Zhan has made very few passionate scenes for so many years since his debut, so easy to blush and so wasteful.

Zhang Lan said, "Teacher Ding."

Ding Zhan sat upright, raised his neck for the makeup artist to touch up his makeup, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Chen Zhizhu took a look and turned his head away.

After the makeup artist finished the makeup, Zhang Lan whispered, "What's the matter with you?"

Ding Zhan's expression remained unchanged, and he said puzzled, "What's going on?"

Zhang Lan pointed at his neck, and Ding Zhan said righteously, "I'm allergic to pollen."

Zhang Lan looked him up and down, and finally took a last look at the thin-waisted and long-legged vixen opposite him. He wanted to say "Oh" meaningfully, but he really couldn't think of any connection between the two. Chen Zhizhu seemed to be neither worthy of Ding Zhan. Being shy is not worthy of his excitement, so he said, "Do you want me to find some medicine for you?"

"Let's finish filming this first."

Zhang Lan and Ding Zhan have cooperated more than once, Zhang Lan nodded and said, "That's fine."

Chen Zhizhu returned to the bedside.

He knelt down suddenly before Zhang Lan called out.

Ding Zhan caught Chen Zhizhu before he fell between his legs.

Xiao Qi thought calmly on the sidelines, if he really fell into it, he would be stuck with a stone hammer.

Chen Zhizhuo grabbed his sleeve tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Sorry, my leg is cramping."

He tried desperately to stand up, but Ding Zhan took him directly to the bed.

Very civilized and polite way to bring it to bed.

Ding Zhan didn't even touch his extra piece of meat, even though Chen Zhizhu's clothes were already loose, but he felt like it would cost money to touch him, and he didn't want to take advantage of a penny.

Ding Zhan is also a ruthless person, he directly lifted the hem of his clothes.

Chen Zhizhu pressed it quickly, "What are you doing!"

The staff had already surrounded him, and Ding Zhan felt like a pervert who had attempted to moleste him, being besieged by others.

Ding Zhan explained helplessly: "Let me see how your legs are doing."

He added another sentence, "Are you a little girl?"

Chen Zhizhu knew very well that Ding Zhan would never be interested in him, but these few days he watched Ding Zhan's rare kiss scene cuts every day. Whenever Ding Zhan got close, he couldn't help looking at people's lips. I was afraid that I would have a conditioned reflex to kiss him.

So he was not afraid that Ding Zhan would plot against him, he really had nothing to plot, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

"I have hairy legs," he said.

Ding Zhan: "Huh?"

Chen Zhizhu said, "I'm afraid I'll run into your hands."

Ding Zhan withdrew his hand and said, "Teacher Chen is really... caring."

Chen Zhizhu laughed dryly and said, "Teacher Ding is absurd."

Standing in the crowd, Zhang Lan wanted to know for a moment whether Chen Zhizhu had a financial backer.

If so, what kind of person can fall in love with him.

Chen Zhizhu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, let everyone worry about it, I'll be fine soon."

What he said is to be patient soon.

Zhang Lan didn't think so, he had to ask the martial arts instructor to give Chen Zhizhu a few clicks, and the most important thing was that he felt that Chen Zhizhu was in pain all the time, and the movements would not look good when he took pictures later.

Chen Zhizhu looked at Ding Zhan and whispered, "Mr. Ding, do you want to leave work early?"

Ding Zhan said, "I don't want to."

Chen Zhizhu understood that he didn't want to waste other people's time, but he didn't accept it.

Chen Zhizhu lay helplessly on the bed for someone to press.

The teacher in charge of the movement guidance gave him a few pushes, and Chen Zhizhu, who stretched his muscles, cried and howled ghostly, worse than when he had cramps before.

The movement instructor said: "Mr. Chen, your legs are too hard."

Chen Zhizhuo said dying, "I'm a man, of course I'm tough." He still had the strength to speak, which meant that the pain wasn't too severe, "I'm all proud, I'm an upright man... Teacher, you Take it easy! I beg you!"

When Chen Zhi woke up, his eyes were red, and a few strands of his hair hung down.

Ding Zhan looked at him out of the corner of his eye, resisting the desire to help him get his hair done.

Chen Zhizhu put on some makeup and continued the shoot just now.

Chen Zhizhu seemed to have made a great determination, and said: "His Royal Highness said, let me serve you."

Hearing this, Ding Zhan closed the book and said, "Serve Gu?" He tilted his head and smiled, "Oh, how do you plan to serve Gu?"

Xiao Rongyu was originally a frivolous and willful prince in the book, and he still did not change his old habits after he ascended the throne.

Teenage flair.

Nan Si is indeed a beauty.

Nan Si in the book is gorgeous, lazy, and arrogant.

But at this time, he is not the eldest princess' favorite minister, he can't even save his own life, let alone have the capital to be arrogant and domineering.

Chen Zhizhu untied his cloak and went to bed.

The cloak was thrown to the ground by him casually, the exposed wrist was slightly thinner, and blue blood vessels could be seen on it.

His expression was a little flustered, a little frightened, but his movements were definitely not panicked.

"Your Majesty." There was an almost inaudible tremor in Chen Zhizhu's voice.

Next, he needs to kneel carefully in front of Ding Zhan.

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