The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

He Qingfeng: ...

Do we really need to look at each other for that long?

It turned out that he had made a mistake.

He Qingfeng was just trying to get back into shape and let the director do it again. Sang Jian, who was guarding his bedside, changed from the panicked look he had when he entered the scene, with a smile of unknown meaning on his face.

Are you okay? Do you need a break?

It sounded like a normal greeting, but He Qingfeng felt something was wrong.

I'm fine. He replied politely.

Just as he was about to speak, Sang Jian chuckled, But your face looks so red. What's wrong? Is it hot?

... He Qingfeng quickly raised his hand and touched his face, which was indeed a little hot.

But why is he blushing?

In doubt, He Qingfeng felt that he was holding something in his other hand.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and realized that he still looked the same as when he was filming...

He grabbed her wrist and never let go.

In an instant, He Qingfeng quickly let go of Sang Jian's wrist and sat up from the bed, as if he had touched something hot.

I do feel a little uncomfortable, director. I'm going to the bathroom.

He Qingfeng got off the bed and left the set as if fleeing without even looking at Sang Jian.

He doesn't know what's going on with him, but he's really not in a good state today.

Obviously, when I acted opposite Sun Piaopiao before, I had hugged and hugged each other, and I didn't feel anything at all.

But now... just grabbing his wrist and looking at each other made him feel very wrong.

He Qingfeng wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his face, but his face was covered with makeup, so he could only soak his hands in cold water.

After calming down, he regarded this strange feeling as embarrassment.

Well, because he had an unpleasant experience with her before, that's why he behaved like this when he saw her.

Thinking about it this way, he actually admired Sang Jian-senpai's shamelessness.

…

When He Qingfeng went to the bathroom, the others also had a moment to rest.

Sang Jian took the opportunity to sit on the edge of the bed and rest, while the director continued to talk to her about the play.

Your role has no lines, so your acting skills all rely on the details of your expressions and eyes. Do you understand?

Sang Jian nodded, but before he could say anything, the director added: You probably haven't acted in anything yet. Don't worry, Qingfeng is a good actor. If you really don't know how to continue, just follow his lead. Go ahead and let him guide you. Even though this is just a role that doesn’t have many roles, if you perform it well, it will become a regret for many people.”

He was just a little worried that Sang Jian wouldn't be able to act the way he wanted.

Sang Jian naturally understands what he means. If she performs well, she will be accepted by the audience. In the end, she will regret that the second male lead did not accept her.

But if she doesn't act well, she will look like a co-star who forced herself into the drama, and then she will be scolded, and her part will be the downfall of the entire drama.

Don't worry, director, I will humbly learn from He Qingfeng! Sang Jian said honestly.

She was just afraid that He Qingfeng wouldn't be able to catch her scene after a while, after all, the young man was so shy.

He Qingfeng heard Sang Jian say this to the director just after he came back. He was stunned for a moment, glanced at Sang Jian, and quickly looked away, Senior Sang is joking, I should be learning from you.

Ah, you're back! Sang Jian greeted him as if he had just noticed him, I don't have as much experience as you. Just now the director asked me not to know how to act. I would like to have more experience with you. Some eye contact, going at your pace, letting you lead me. I’ve got it memorized!”

Director: ? Is that what he said? Forget it, it almost means the same thing.