I kicked the male lead away

Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, Zhou Dayingdi entered the crew.

Hearing that Zhou Yingqing was coming today, the atmosphere in the crew was very different. Fang Zhilan felt that almost all the actresses, and of course, some male actors also had more refined makeup today.

However, to everyone's disappointment, seeing that the last scene of the day, that is, Fang Zhilan and Wu Baixing's rivalry scene, was about to be filmed, Zhou Yingqing hadn't appeared yet.

Fortunately, Director Chen finally spoke, holding a loudspeaker and yelling loudly on the set: "Everyone, don't leave when work is over, Zhou Yingqing will join the crew tomorrow, and invite everyone to dinner tonight."

Fang Zhilan heard the murmur of commotion around her, and while removing a hairpin, she whispered to Wu Baixing, "Are you going or not?"

"Go!" Wu Baixing's ears turned red, and he scratched the back of his head, "Teacher Zhou is my idol. I chase every one of his movies."

"Okay, I'll go too." Fang Zhilan thought for a while.

Although she rejected the system's offer of the Golden Pear Award last time, subconsciously, she still wanted to know what kind of person Yingqing would be next week.

Besides, after all, it is still an important role in the original text, which makes people curious.

The dinner was held in a hotel outside Huadian. Fang Zhilan was one of the two female leads, and Wu Baixing was the second male lead. The two naturally followed Director Chen and sat at the main table.

Within a few minutes of arriving, cheers rang out in the room, and one didn't need to look up to know who was coming.

Director Chen immediately stood up to greet him, with a happy old face: "Hey, you kid, you're finally here."

"Let Director Chen bother you." A steady male voice sounded, with a deep magnetism.

Fang Zhilan heard the sound and looked. Under the light, the man was tall and slender, with a black shirt and a dark gray suit, and he had a mature demeanor.

He shook hands with Director Chen with one hand, and put the other hand in his suit trousers. The watch on his wrist looked very expensive.

A face with sharp edges and corners, more refined than it looks on the screen, but with a bit of careless alienation.

Yo~ Fang Zhilan whistled in her heart.

As expected of being the second male lead, his temperament is extremely well handled, and he is not inferior to the male lead Mu Tingyao at all.

"Where is it?" Director Chen said with a smile in his voice, "I also have to thank Xiao Zhou for accepting this role. Come, sit first."

After saying that, she pulled Zhou Yingqing to sit beside her, who happened to be next to Fang Zhilan.

……

I finally understood why Director Chen asked her to sit here in the first place, because he wanted to introduce himself?

Fang Zhilan moved outside calmly.

After all, with her gossip physique and the fact that she is the second male lead, she can't avoid it.

Seeing her little tricks, Director Chen was so anxious that he blew his beard and stared, hating iron for nothing, as if the class teacher caught a poor student who made small tricks in class: "Fang Zhilan, don't be dazed, and get acquainted with Teacher Zhou first. In the future, I will ask him more questions if I have any questions.”

Now Fang Zhilan couldn't hide it even if she wanted to, so she raised her head and said hello solemnly: "Mr. Zhou is good, I will trouble you to teach me a lot in the future."

"En." Zhou Yingqing replied softly, unable to detect any emotion.

His brows furrowed imperceptibly.

Chen Dao wanted to talk about the hot spot, but someone had already said it before him.

"Teacher Zhou, I would like to offer you a toast." Wu Baixing poured eighty percent full of wine with a glass in his hand, his eyes full of longing and enthusiasm.

Full of idol worship.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yingqing didn't really take his glass of wine, but turned his head to look at Director Chen: "Who is this?"

Director Chen was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, and hurriedly raised his glass to smooth things over and said, "Xiao Wu is the second male lead in our play, you usually don't care about the circle, it's normal if you don't know, come on, come on, Let's have a drink together."

Only then did Zhou Yingqing stretch out his hand, picked up the wine glass, and casually gestured in Wu Baixing's direction, then took a sip of the wine, and put down the glass.

How can anyone be so expensive? Fang Zhilan couldn't see it, so she picked up a glass of wine in front of her and patted Wu Baixing: "Tiezi, we have been in the group for so long, come on, let me toast you, Happy cooperation."

After finishing speaking, I took a mouthful of stuffiness.

Seeing this, Wu Baixing also drank the wine in the glass.

Hiss...Fang Zhilan didn't start to regret it until it was poured into her stomach, and her stomach, which was not filled with anything, was burning with pain.

If I knew it would embarrass Wu Baixing, young people, it's okay to be frustrated.

Why should she put herself in it.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Director Chen still chuckled: "Don't just drink, you are tired all day, eat vegetables, eat vegetables first."

"Director Chen is right." Zhou Yingqing answered the question now, picked up a small chopsticks of vegetables and put them in his own bowl, "It's no good to drink too much wine."

Feeling that she was being targeted, Fang Zhilan pulled her face and rolled her eyes.

Only Wu Baixing, Tie Hanhan, didn't notice anything at all: "Where, Mr. Zhou, you don't know, I grew up watching your movies, and I couldn't help myself for a while..."

"Tch..." Fang Zhilan lowered her head to hold back her laughter, but her body couldn't help shaking.

Speaking of which, Wu Baixing is two or three years younger than himself, and he is a veritable queen of balls.

But this is so strange no matter how you hear it.

Although Zhou Yingqing was only in his thirties, compared with the young people present, he was indeed much older.

Zhou Yingqing also seemed to feel other deep meanings from it, and he tightened his fingers on the chopsticks, but he didn't say much after all, and said lightly: "Those are all over..."

This meal, except for the heartless Wu Baixing, everyone didn't seem to enjoy the meal very happily.

On a summer day, the movie king's face was still full of fire when he came to eat, but when the meal was over, there was a sudden roar of thunder and heavy rain.

Many young actors in the crew did not have a car to pick them up, so they had to grit their teeth and rush into the rainstorm.

Fang Zhilan's table was full of leading actors, and they all had their own nanny cars, but the Huadian parking lot was open-air, and the few of them could only wait for their cars to come by on the steps outside the hotel's door.

Director Chen and Wu Baixing were picked up one after another, leaving only Fang Zhilan and Zhou Yingqing waiting under the same roof.

On rainy days, the water droplets were heavy and urgent, and there were many splashes on the ground. Fang Zhilan was fascinated by the red, yellow and yellow neon lights reflected in the water.

Suddenly I heard the people around me say coldly, with a bit of sarcasm: "Your car is here."

Hearing this, Fang Zhilan raised her head.

Sure enough, he saw the bodyguard Su Yihe assigned to him, walking over with a big black umbrella, and the car stopped behind him, a short distance from the hotel entrance.

The bodyguard was tall and strong, but he wore a black suit to look decent. From a distance, he looked like a black bear.

Fang Zhilan couldn't help but bend her eyes into crescents.

Zhou Yingqing glanced over from the corner of his eye, and the contempt in his eyes increased.

"Then I'll go first." Out of politeness, Fang Zhilan still greeted her, and asked casually, "Teacher Zhou's car hasn't arrived yet, do you want to go back to the hotel together?"

The room that the film crew booked for everyone is in the same hotel.

"No need." Zhou Yingqing's unattractive complexion turned darker, and finally he couldn't hold back, "Miss Fang respects herself, I'm not one of those..."

"Those what?" Fang Zhilan was confused for a moment, she turned her head and asked.

Suddenly understanding Zhou Yingqing's meaning again, his expression paused, the corners of his lips twitched in disdain, and he turned his face away.

She finally understood, it's no wonder that the big film star's face was stinky from beginning to end today. It turned out that he couldn't get used to a little star like him who went through the back door and was riddled with scandals.

Seeing his appearance, it seemed that he believed that there was some kind of patron behind him.

In his eyes, the invitation just now must have been malicious.

For this kind of person, Fang Zhilan knew that even if she explained it, it would be useless, but she still couldn't help laughing back: "Mr. Zhou thinks too much, and someone like Fang doesn't like people with a generation gap when they make friends."

There are so many people who don't like me, how old are you?

It just so happened that the bodyguard had already walked down the steps with an umbrella. Fang Zhilan came out from the set wearing flat shoes. The steps on the sixth and seventh floors simply took three or two steps and jumped down twice, leaving Zhou Yingqing with a disdainful back .

Actor Zhou's face became even more stinky, and when his driver came over, he stepped into his extended Lincoln with a cold face and long legs.

With the wind blowing in the rain just now, Fang Zhilan's consciousness was still clear, but now that the car started, the glass of wine she drank during the dinner began to play a role.

The warmth rushed from the stomach to the head, making people dizzy.

Returning to the room with half-closed eyes, Fang Zhilan fell straight on the bed when the phone rang suddenly.

It was a video call, Fang Zhilan was in a daze, and could still see that the caller's note was "Susu".

Without thinking, she clicked to answer.

Unlike Fang Zhilan, whose cheeks were flushed and his head was smoking, Su Yihe seemed to be in his own big villa at the moment, with a calm and elegant tone: "Ah Lan?"

"Huh?" Fang Zhilan rubbed herself against the cool ice silk pillow before agreeing in a low voice, her voice sticky.

Su Yihe could tell something was wrong as soon as he heard it, and frowned slightly: "Have you been drinking?"

"Just one cup." Fang Zhilan gave a smirk, "Susu, why did you send me a video all of a sudden?"

Su Yihe was taken aback for a moment, and seemed to look down at the bottom of his feet, and then quickly raised his eyes: "The weather forecast just said that it is raining heavily in City B?"

"Hmm..." It took Fang Zhilan a long time to hear what she was saying, but she suddenly stared intently at Su Yihe on the screen.

She has fair skin, she has removed the gentle camouflage, and her breath is a bit fierce, but her dark pupils are still bright.

Under the influence of alcohol, Fang Zhilan couldn't quite hear what Su Yihe was saying.

I can only see a beautiful sister on my mobile phone, with a cold expression, her lips opening and closing, as if talking in a low voice.

Fang Zhilan stared blankly, her eyes gradually drifting away following her thoughts.

"It's so beautiful." She confided unconsciously.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, and Su Yihe, who was telling Fang Zhilan not to run around in the rain, paused, but couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Hehe, seeing the beautiful sister on the screen who can still interact with her, Fang Zhilan was even more drifting.

Without even thinking about it, she pouted and took a sip on the screen while holding the phone, then fell asleep completely.

Su Yihe was left alone, with dark ripples in his usually calm eyes.