I kicked the male lead away

His eyes fell on her white and tender five fingers that were firmly clutching his sleeve, Zhou Yingqing's lips curled into a faint smile, with a hint of sarcasm: "What are you talking about, I don't understand?"

"..." Fang Zhilan was taken aback, and let go of his sleeve.

Zhou Yingqing glanced at her, then turned and walked away.

That's right, as long as Zhou Yingqing doesn't admit to suppressing the drama, no one will be able to see it.

When playing against him just now, Fang Zhilan could feel that Zhou Yingqing put in [-]% of the effort for a scene that clearly required only [-]% of his strength.

It was just to overwhelm her deliberately so that she couldn't enter the state.

It is normal for the skills to be inferior to others, but often seasoned actors, in addition to their own performance, are more able to take care of the emotions of others in the opponent's play, so that the opponent can better substitute.

Zhou Yingqing is the film king, so he doesn't know the twists and turns.

However, not only did he not cooperate with Fang Zhilan's role, but he tried his best to perform well by himself.

Fang Zhilan couldn't keep up at all, so she seemed unresponsive.

He did it on purpose, his skills were inferior to others, but there was nothing he could do.

Fang Zhilan gritted her teeth, returned to the shade and sat down full of thoughts.

"He did it on purpose! Smelly brother!!" The secretly observing system spoke out in a resentful tone, conspiring with Fang Zhilan.

"I know too." Fang Zhilan sighed, "The key is what to do now?"

If it was the original owner, what would she do?

Fang Zhilan recalled the original text carefully.

If she was the real Fang Zhilan, what would she do?

Then she discovered that the original heroine had never encountered such a thing.

On the contrary, Zhou Yingqing has always cooperated with her and gave her advice just right.

It's not like the current state of wanting to overwhelm yourself everywhere.

"Ah~~" Fang Zhilan wanted to scratch her head angrily, but she was afraid of messing up the hairdresser's styling, so she had to take a deep breath to calm down.

I had no choice but to take the script, read the lines word by word and meditate silently: "On the Lantern Festival, there are people outside, and my family is so scared by myself."

"I don't know son..."

"Hey, look, my lord."

Usually, with the talent of the original owner, Fang Zhilan could memorize these lines with just a quick glance.

This was the first time in her history that she read the lines seriously by herself.

There seemed to be a picture gradually unfolding in front of my eyes.

On the Lantern Festival, the lights are brilliant.

The girl in pink, who had her first spring heart, lamely found excuses, pestered the person in front of her, and refused to let him disappear.

Along the way, she made all kinds of stumbling and small movements, bumping into his arms.

Until the five o'clock bell, the music and music were scattered, and the lights were scarce in the ten-mile moon.

After all, we have to separate...

The lights of Shangyuan night were blurred, making everything seem like a light dream, because it was soaked in a bit of night, it had to be heavy and real.

It was as if there was a long picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of my eyes.

"Okay." The voice from Director Chen's loudspeaker woke up Fang Zhilan from the painting, "Continue, the lighting engineers are ready."

Because this scene is a night scene, the director deliberately shot it after dark.

The lighting engineer was still preparing, Zhou Yingqing and Fang Zhilan stood at the corner where Su Chaomu was rescued at the beginning.

Leaning her back against the wall, her expression was unclear, and she suddenly whispered: "Teacher Zhou?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yingqing raised his eyes.

"Please bear with me for a while." From an angle that only Zhou Yingqing could see, the corners of Fang Zhilan's lips curled up slightly.

Zhou Yingqing had an inexplicable feeling that he was being watched.

Sure enough, when Director Chen made an action, Fang Zhilan still quickly entered the mood.

"Ah..." Su Chaomu rubbed his forehead, "I was hit by that thief just now, and now I can't remember anything..."

Saying that, pretending to be dizzy, she wanted to fall in the direction of Bai Xun's arms.

Only this time, Fang Zhilan didn't fall lightly, but slammed in Zhou Yingqing's direction.

If he doesn't catch her, she can only touch the ground intimately, smashing her head to the ground.

Zhou Yingqing frowned, and swiftly pulled Su Chaomu into his arms: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Su Chaomu forced a smile, showing the demeanor of a weak woman, and gently put his hand on the boy's wrist.

Then he raised his head and smiled at Bai Xun, a light flashed in his eyes.

Before Zhou Yingqing had time to react, Su Chaomu's fingertips were already under the cover of the wide sleeves, and he rubbed lightly.

Although her fingers were slender, their fingertips were soft, but they loosened after a little rubbing, but Zhou Yingqing felt as if a feather was lightly brushing over her, and a strange feeling appeared on her skin.

Before he could read the next line, Director Chen raised the horn: "Stop, stop, why did the hero suddenly froze, but he was talking!"

Fang Zhilan then let go of her hand, withdrew from Zhou Yingqing's arms, tilted her head slightly, her eyes reflected the bright lights of the lanterns under the eaves, and she could not hide her smile: "What's wrong, Teacher Zhou?"

"You..." Zhou Yingqing's tone was blunt, and he looked at her like a torch.

"Me what?" Fang Zhilan blinked her big bright eyes with an innocent look.

"Continue." Zhou Yingqing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

As expected of an actor, he got used to Fang Zhilan's small movements just once, so when Fang Zhilan moved his fingertips again, he still acted like a normal person, and said his lines with concern: "Girl, are you okay?"

The two came and went, and finally finished filming this scene.

Next, there was another rivalry on the street.

Bai Xun and Su Chaomu, one walked in front with a sword in his hand, and the other walked behind him with his small hand behind his back, looking for opportunities to bump into each other.

"Oops!" The crowd was crowded, Su Chaomu was bumped by a passerby, and accidentally fell onto Bai Xun's back.

"What's wrong?" Bai Xun turned around.

"It's nothing." Su Chaomu smiled slightly, but lay in his arms and refused to get up.

However, Zhou Yingqing could feel the warm breath suddenly blowing from his neck, along his neck and into the skirt of his clothes.

Subconsciously looking at Fang Zhilan, her eyes gleamed slyly, her head was lifted up, her lips were slightly parted, and she exhaled softly.

He frowned, and just as he was about to say something, Director Chen interrupted angrily: "The hero's expression is wrong, start over!"

Anyway, he gave Zhou Yingqing some face and didn't swear at him.

Zhou Yingqing pursed her thin lips tightly, appearing to be very patient.

In almost every scene, she has such small movements.

Either her fingertips couldn't easily touch the back of his hand, or her lips accidentally brushed against his ear, which made Zhou Yingqing always distracted inadvertently, and was repeatedly called out by Director Chen.

However, Fang Zhilan's movements were extremely careful, except for the two of them, no one could notice these small details.

Every time Zhou Yingqing was called to stop, Fang Zhilan was still pouting at the side, drawing circles on the ground with her toes, pretending that she had nothing to do with herself.

As if nothing happened.

The scenes where we met for the first time lasted most of the night.

In the first half, it was Fang Zhilan who was scolded, and in the second half, it was Zhou Yingqing's reaction that always made Director Chen dissatisfied, and the two fought to a draw.

At the end of the tossing, when the night fell and the sound of insects sounded from far and near, the crew could call it a day.

The two leading actors had to change their clothes and get their hair accessories, so they were naturally the last to leave.

"Fang Zhilan." This time it was Zhou Yingqing's turn to speak, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Fang Zhilan asked back, her eyes flickering, "Senior Zhou has rich experience, can't he guess it?"

The crew was empty everywhere, and the staff had almost left.

As the two confronted each other, the air gradually froze.

"So you are here!" Suddenly a familiar voice sounded, breaking the stalemate between the two.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was Wu Baixing who appeared out of nowhere, holding a bottle of water in each of his left and right hands and handing them to them.

Fang Zhilan took it smoothly, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp, then patted his shoulder on tiptoe: "Good brother!"

Zhou Yingqing's eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly, "Thank you."

But he held the water in his hand and didn't move.

"You're welcome." Wu Baixing couldn't tell how happy he was to be able to deliver water to the idol himself, and he showed his big white teeth cheerfully, "By the way, what were you talking about just now?"

"It's nothing." Fang Zhilan quickly answered, "It's just discussing the plot."

"Really." Wu Baixing's eyes brightened into stars, and he looked at Zhou Yingqing enthusiastically, "I want to hear it too, can I, Teacher Zhou?"

Zhou Yingqing did not agree, but changed the topic: "I heard that you were the third runner-up in last year's draft?"

Unexpectedly, the idol would pay so much attention to him, Wu Baixing couldn't help feeling a little shy: "Where is it, it just happens to be lucky..."

"Then why did you come to act?" Zhou Yingqing interrupted in a low voice.

"Ah?" Wu Baixing was taken aback.

Fang Zhilan's ears perked up, feeling that Zhou Yingqing was going to be a monster again.

Sure enough, he said in a calm tone, "I remember that the duty of an idol should be to sing and dance..."

"Ah!" Fang Zhilan patted her forehead and interrupted him, as if suddenly remembering something, she looked anxiously at Wu Baixing, "I forgot where I put the script just now."

"Then what should we do?" Wu Baixing became nervous following her, ignoring Zhou Yingqing's words.

"I still have something to talk to Teacher Zhou, please help me find it, it should be in the dressing room, or in the car." Fang Zhilan's eyes were full of eagerness.

Seeing this, Wu Baixing turned around and went to help her find the script without saying a word.

As soon as he walked away, Fang Zhilan's eyes met Zhou Yingqing again: "Senior Zhou, don't you feel that you are a bit mean?"

"Mean?" Zhou Yingqing's eyes showed a bit of confusion, "I'm just telling the truth."

After finishing speaking, he felt a little weird, why did he explain so much to Fang Zhilan?

It was only then that Fang Zhilan discovered that Zhou Yingqing was not targeting herself at all, but subconsciously belittled and crushed everyone.

"Whether it's me or Wu Baixing." She said softly, "It's all selected by the director. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can go and tell Director Chen in person."

"Director?" Zhou Yingqing smiled instead of anger, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "The director also depends on the face of investors and the market ratings."

Fang Zhilan was well aware of his secret point: "Since that's the case, then don't worry about it."

"Miss Fang taught you well." Zhou Yingqing said coldly, "But all I know is that if you want to be a good actor, you should learn the basic skills honestly and take a steady step by step instead of always thinking about taking shortcuts. .”

That's right, Fang Zhilan agreed, for people like Zhou Yingqing who came from a professional background, she and Wu Baixing, one was squeezed in by investors, and the other was selected because of popularity, they both took shortcuts.

But he also realized that he was scolding himself, and immediately retorted: "Senior Zhou's so-called not taking shortcuts, is a scene stuck several times and filming all night?"

She also had the nerve to say that when Fang Zhilan brought up this matter again, Zhou Yingqing's face darkened: "Don't think that you are unscrupulous in those small actions when you are filming."

Fang Zhilan sneered: "You think I did it on purpose? Teacher Zhou is overwhelmed."

Under Zhou Yingqing's puzzled eyes, she said seriously, "It's not that I want to treat you like this, but Su Chaomu wants to treat Bai Xun like this."

Even if Su Chaomu is a young girl at this time, her way of first love must be different from others.

If you don't take the opportunity to flirt with your sweetheart and make a little spark, you will be ashamed to be a demon concubine in the future.

Zhou Yingqing fell silent, understood what she meant, and became embarrassed.

Seeing his expression, Fang Zhilan immediately felt relieved, and pretended to be a little surprised: "Senior Zhou has rich experience, so he must have noticed."

Zhou Yingqing's face was expressionless, and there was a bit of disdain in his voice: "These little tricks can help you for a while, but they won't make you into the elegant hall. With such crooked thoughts, it's better to memorize the lines well, so that you don't have to turn around later. Specialized voice actors, without real skills, will still reveal their secrets in the end."

After finishing speaking, she turned and left, leaving only Fang Zhilan behind.

Very good, Zhou Yingqing, Fang Zhilan's eyes were on fire.

You managed to get my attention.

The Golden Pear Award for Best Leading Role is confirmed for Lao Tzu, and I want you to look good when the time comes.

Smelly brother! !