Under the Skin [Entertainment]

A month later, Chu Sheng finished production, and the director and several leading actors practiced it for him. During the meal, the director only drank two glasses of wine, his face was already flushed, and he held Chu Sheng's hand and said with his tongue: "Xiao, Xiao Chu, When, when you were under pressure to choose you to play this role, it was absolutely the right choice, wait, after this drama is released, there will definitely be many, many audiences who will recognize you."

Chu Sheng understands why the director seldom attends dinners and other occasions with the crew. This drinking capacity is probably not as good as him. If someone gets drunk again and again, it will damage the director's majesty.

He smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Then borrow the director's auspicious words, if I am scolded after the broadcast, the director will help me take care of it."

The director also smiled, "Relax, don't worry, absolutely not! I guarantee you, you will be liked by the audience!"

Chu Sheng sighed in his heart, after being in the group for so long, the director didn't laugh more than three times, it seems that he is really honored, if he ignores the fact that his smile is uglier than crying.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when Chu Sheng came out of the hotel with his suitcase. He was standing on the side of the street to take a taxi. A thin silhouette.

A car stopped ten meters away from him. The driver got out of the car and opened the door. A man wearing white T-shirt jeans and sunglasses got out from inside. Chu Sheng didn't pay much attention, but continued to stare at the passing vehicles. , The film and television city is a bit remote, and this section of the road has always been difficult to get a taxi.

The man obviously didn't intend to pay more attention to him, and walked straight to the entrance of the film and television city, and stopped suddenly after walking a few steps, took off his sunglasses, and revealed a handsome face.

He stared at Chu Sheng for a while, then suddenly turned around and walked towards him, standing in front of Chu Sheng.

"Hello, I'm Shen Qingrang." With his hands in his pockets, he didn't mean to greet him, and his tone was so flat that he seemed to be stating a fact.

The assistant next to him immediately handed over the business card knowingly, and Chu Sheng took it blankly, obviously not understanding what happened.

The person who claimed to be Shen Qingrang raised his chin slightly, "I am a director, and I am preparing a movie right now. You can read the script first. If you are interested, please call me."

The assistant took out a bound script from the briefcase and handed it to Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng took it, and the first thought in his heart was: Are all fraud groups so advanced now?

Shen asked others, but he has heard of a very unique director in the country, all of which are niche literary films. Six years ago, his first work won a best actor, and he has since become a new cutting-edge director in the country. .

His films took a long time, cost a lot of money, and most of them were well-received but not well-received. Many of them lost money after they were released, but in the past six years, they have won two best actresses and one best actress, and achieved remarkable results.

The question is, is it too unreliable for such a big director to just stand on the street and pull people?

Will he tell himself later that the crew is short of funds and needs crowdfunding?

However, Chu Sheng dispelled this concern by flipping through the script casually. At least at a cursory glance, this script is still professional.

He frowned and said, "Then I don't know which role Director Shen prefers for me?"

Shen Qianrang uttered the two words "male lead" without emotion.

He seemed to think that the setting sun was a bit dazzling, so he put on his sunglasses again, which covered his delicate eyebrows and eyes, making his whole personality look colder.

"You can think about it, don't rush to answer, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He left as soon as he said, leaving only Chu Sheng standing there alone, confused.

He knew that most directors who made literary films had eccentric tempers, but this was a little too eccentric.

At this moment, a taxi passed by, and Chu Sheng waved quickly. After getting in the car, he breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the script into his backpack, and caught up on his sleep on the way to the airport.

Chu Sheng didn't have time to read the script until he got on the plane.

The outline of the script is about a male protagonist who followed his girlfriend for three years and secretly protected him for three years in order to save his girlfriend from being disfigured in a fire. It turned out that the fire was set by his girlfriend in collusion with her current husband, and finally killed her ex-girlfriend and her ex-girlfriend’s husband. story.

The whole story is dark and depressing, with extreme love and extreme hatred surging between the lines, Chu Sheng even felt a little out of breath after reading it.

At the same time, I suddenly became enthusiastic about acting in this movie.

Not every actor has the opportunity to encounter such a rich and extreme role. What he thought was not that after the movie was released, he might be able to get the glory that would make him famous in one fell swoop, but that the role itself aroused him. A desire for compassion and conquest.

When he got home, he was still so excited that he didn't notice the person standing at the door.

It wasn't until his wrist to open the door was held by someone, and his whole body was embraced in a strong and irresistible embrace, that he remembered struggling.

"Pei Qingyang, why are you crazy! Let me go!"

After years of close contact, Chu Sheng recognized the person who came from the familiar smell and feeling.

Pei Qingyang was already taller than him and much stronger than him. When he really got serious with him, he couldn't break free for a while. He rested his chin on Chu Sheng's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Xiao Sheng, come back with me."

Chu Sheng pushed him hard, "Where are you going back? I said that you and that house have nothing to do with me anymore. It's your home, not mine. I'm doing fine now, can you let me go!"

Pei Qingyang wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and pinched his neck forcefully with the other to make him look directly at him, and said cruelly: "You really think that broken company of Zhao Ru can protect you, believe it or not, I can let him see you tomorrow." Go bankrupt!"

After hearing these words, Chu Sheng felt chills all over his body, and froze in place for a moment.

When he was stunned, Pei Qingyang had already lowered his head and bit his lip.

His kisses were always strong and aggressive, but this time, there was a feeling of eagerness to confirm and ask for something. Chu Sheng could only feel the bloody smell in his mouth.

He clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on Pei Qingyang's face.

Pei Qingyang covered his left face, Chu Sheng used all his strength to punch him, and it hurt him so much that he wondered if his bones were broken. He had an unbelievable expression on his face: "Are you so courageous? You even dare to hit me! "

Chu Sheng broke away from his embrace with all his breastfeeding strength, took two steps back to distance himself from him, and wiped his mouth vigorously, "You were the one who hit you!"

"What exactly do you want?" Pei Qingyang's tone was filled with suppressed anger.

"I've already said that as long as you go back with me, I'll agree to anything you want. What else do you want? Do you want me to kneel down and apologize to you!"

The corners of Chu Sheng's eyes were red, and he said loudly: "Pei Qingyang, are you sick? Who wants to go back with you! Who are you to me! Pei Qingyang, how far do you want to push me? Do you want me to hate you!"

At the end the voice was hoarse, but he still yelled at Pei Qingyang: "I tell you that I will not go back with you even if I die! Block me if you have the ability, don't hurt others, I will wait!"

Throwing down this ruthless sentence, he entered the room and closed the door with a 'bang'.

Only Pei Qingyang was left standing outside the door, his mind was full of Chu Sheng's words, "Do you really want me to hate you?"

In fact, he didn't know why it developed like this, what link went wrong, and he came just because he really missed him.

When Pei Qingyang returned to the house on the mountain that night, the butler saw the wound on his face and almost fell down the stairs in fright. His first reaction was that he had encountered some gangster, and when he was about to call someone, he suddenly remembered that Mr. It seems that he went out to find Xiao Chu.

Then when he came back with this injury on his face at this time, it was probably caused by Chu Sheng.

But one can be two, it seems that whether Chu Shao is in this family or not, he is a full-fledged hero.

Having figured this out, the housekeeper silently went to call the doctor, but was stopped by Pei Qingyang's cold "No." Then his figure disappeared on the stairs.

The butler put down the phone, feeling that he had nothing to do, so he went to deal with other matters.

The next day when Pei Qingyang went to work with the bruises on his face that hadn't faded away, Fangran got up from his work as soon as he saw him, stood there stiffly, and stammered: " Boss, who did this, I'll check right away!"

"Fuck you! I ran into it myself at night!" Pei Qingyang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. "Why don't you become a policeman if you are so nosy!"

Fangran let out an 'oh', a little aggrieved, you're fine, you took some kind of night trip by yourself, and the driver is not just a show.

He felt that his boss seemed to be getting more and more irritable recently.

Although Pei Qingyang's temper was not very good in the past, he always showed his emotions and anger. If the people under him did something wrong and said something wrong, they would only look at you lukewarmly, but one look is enough to make people The bottom of my heart is hairy.

However, Pei Qingyang has been getting angry for no reason recently, and he is often on the verge of mania. When did it start, um..., it seems that it started after Chu Shao left.

He analyzed it and felt that the boss was probably not satisfied in some aspect, which was why he was so angry.

Fangran felt that it was his responsibility to share the boss's worries and problems with his salary, so he leaned forward and said, "By the way, Mr. Gao called just now and asked if you are free to have dinner together tonight, and said that he had something to discuss with you. , do you want me to set the time now?"

Pei Qing said gloomily: "Let him go! You don't have to appear in front of me in the future."

"Ah?" Fangran was shocked and speechless, this Gao Minghan is not very favored recently, he has repeatedly quarreled with the boss of the entertainment newspaper and is still very conniving, why is he going to leave all of a sudden?

Pei Qingyang sneered, "What? You don't want him to go? Or you go with him?"

Fangran immediately lowered his head and put on a businesslike tone, "Okay sir, I'll do it right away."

After speaking, he left Pei Qingyang's office as if fleeing for his life.

Pei Qingyang touched the wound on his face, and he had murderous intentions. When he thought of Chu Sheng's appearance, he felt distressed and depressed. He didn't know where the distress came from, but the depression was real.

I thought Gao Minghan looked a bit like him before, but now I look at him, he looks like a fart!Nowhere can I find a more ignorant little bastard than Chu Sheng.