The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

For a new artist to be able to pass the role in one go, the chief director knew that the role of the third male lead would definitely become more vivid and three-dimensional.

Zhou Qing originally wanted to see Song Jiu make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect to get such a result.

His face turned green with anger.

So in the next scene, he thought of ways to quietly put pressure on the other party, relying on his previous life experience to do it very covertly.

At least at this moment, no one realized that he was suppressing the show.

Sure enough, as he expected, the young man began to make frequent mistakes. He either mispronounced words or failed to connect with the plot. The two of them had scenes more than ten times.

However, after too many times, the crew became suspicious of Zhou Qing, so he could no longer be embarrassed and stopped with satisfaction.

Song Jiu's knee was bruised.

The white clothes were soaked with a bright blood halo.

He endured the pain while filming and managed to pass on the twentieth time.

After all, he was his trainee. After the director called to stop, Gu Qianzhi was the first to come over with potions and cotton swabs.

While treating the wound with iodophor, he asked slightly worriedly: "Are you in a bad state today? If you really can't, you should take a day off to rest. Don't force yourself."

Song Jiu didn't answer, just shook his head silently.

Purse your lips.

His expression showed a bit of loss and frustration.

His success before blinded him, and he thought he had a talent for acting, but now he has done it more than ten times in a row. Even if no one blamed him for dragging down the filming progress, how could he dare to ask for leave?

After a short rest, the chief director organized the filming to start again.

In the script, his master was snatched away by others. Chu Yi (the third male) definitely couldn't accept this fact. He couldn't stand Baili Xun, so he used his status as senior brother to constantly make things difficult for him.

After all, Baili Xun is a cultivator who has lived two lives. He has seen the darkness of human nature and experienced the real dirty methods. Naturally, he will not take these childish petty fights to heart, and he will get up early and work hard every day to concentrate on cultivation.

This made Chu Yi feel a little embarrassed.

However, he clearly felt that his master didn't care about him as much as before. Every time he trained with his master, he only took his junior brother with him, instead of taking him with him.

The huge psychological gap made Chu Yi feel very aggrieved.

That day, regardless of his master's concentration, he broke into the door and begged for a reasonable explanation with red eyes.

"Master, Xiaoyi feels very uncomfortable, please don't ignore me, okay?" The young man lay on the man's knees, clinging to him like a little beast, with three thousand black hair hanging down, lingering and pathos.

The ambiguous posture between the two of them had already exceeded the normal distance between master and disciple.

There was a soft sigh from his head, and then a warm hand covered his head.

"I knew you'd make a scene."

"Bai Li Xun is indeed a good young man. I have no other intention in accepting him as my master. I just cannot bear to see the genius being buried. My disciple should not be sad again."

The young man was unwilling to give in and was about to speak, but was stopped by the director's resonant "Ka——".

what happened?

Is there something wrong with the acting?

Song Jiu stood up and raised his head blankly.

Not far away, the chief director said helplessly: "You have to show your dependence on the master. Don't shake your body and don't be afraid. That is the master who raised you. The object of your admiration is not your enemy. "

Maybe Song Jiu didn't realize how violently his body was shaking just now.

In other words, he was subconsciously afraid of the cold-looking man next to him.

Later, it was re-filmed several times but was not satisfactory. Seeing that the boy was not in good condition, the chief director chose to skip this scene and shoot the male and female scenes in advance.

rest area.

The filming progress was delayed, and actor Fu's face showed no expression, still looking cold.

It was summer, and the sun was very bright. The two of them were hiding in the shade, blowing on a small fan.

Song Jiu plucked up the courage, handed over a cold drink, and said, "I'm sorry, I asked you to practice with me several times, senior."

Following the shiny finger upward, Fu Lingzhi's eyes reflected a jade face with red lips and white teeth.

The weather was very hot, and the heat wave was rolling on the slate. Everyone was sweating to some extent, and the makeup they had just applied became blurry and ugly. Especially the actors who were filming, their makeup was very messy, and the assistants were following behind. Holding a powder puff and applying makeup like crazy.

But the young man in front of him was particularly special.

His lips were red, his eyes were gleaming, and the sweat not only did not affect his appearance, but added a bit of fireworks to this ethereal face.

It was as if the high-altitude god suddenly fell from the altar, giving countless loyal believers below the opportunity to completely occupy it.

Pure to the extreme, her beauty is alluring.

Many people's eyes drifted towards the rest area intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Jiu had no idea about the influence of his appearance. He thought they were looking at the actor Fu next to him, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Fu Lingzhi."

Seeing that the boy was stunned for a moment, the man repeated it again.

Song Jiu reacted with some hesitation in his eyes. Although he had never been in the entertainment industry, he knew that it was not polite to call his senior by his first name. After thinking about it, it was most appropriate to call him Brother Fu.

He looked over with moist eyes and called Brother Fu obediently.

The voice was warm and soft, as if a spring breeze had blown by, making people feel refreshed and refreshed all over.

Fu Lingzhi nodded expressionlessly, feeling his palms itchy, so he took a sip of the cold drink handed to him by the boy.

While the two were talking, the chief director paused filming. In view of the hot weather, he mercifully allowed the crew to rest for half an hour.

As soon as Zhou Qing walked out of the sun, he saw someone lying comfortably on a chair reading a script.

An unknown fire suddenly swept through his body.

After all, he is also a popular star, so he does not have such leisure treatment. However, a young artist who has just entered the industry is sitting in the shade to enjoy the coolness.

Very leisurely.

"Brother Zhou, sit down and have a rest. This is your favorite fruit tea. Don't get too hot." Just when Zhou Qing was about to get angry, five or six assistants rushed up one after another, fanning them and serving tea. , pinch the legs, pinch the legs.

On the other hand, there was no assistant around the young man. He was sitting there alone, deserted.

Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes in enjoyment and was secretly proud of himself. He thought the backstage was so hard, but it seemed that the financial backer behind it was just a nouveau riche with a little money.

He waved his assistant to buy a large box of iced juice and distributed it to the crew one by one, even the cleaning lady was not left behind.

It won unanimous praise from the crew.

"You're welcome, it's hot. Please take precautions against heatstroke." Zhou Qing enjoyed the attention of everyone. He stood up and said a few polite words before walking over with a glass of iced juice.

He had a habitual fake smile on his face.

"Song Jiu has just come to the set. If you feel uncomfortable, please bring it up. After all, the set sometimes does something bad."

There was a gun and a stick in these words, and there was inexplicable hostility in them.

Song Jiu keenly felt the unkindness of the visitor, but said nothing. His eyes were as clear as a handful of clear springs, and he said thank you.

Probably he didn't expect the young man to react so calmly and not follow the routine.

Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "It's quite polite." Then he returned to his chair.

He is so stupid, his eyes are so clean that there is no scheming in him.

He suddenly felt that it was very boring to use tricks with such a person who was not familiar with the world. On the contrary, he was somewhat devaluing himself.

The male protagonist of this fairy tale drama is reborn, emerges from his cocoon and becomes a butterfly, embarking on a new path.

Zhou Qing always thought that he was the male protagonist in the play, and he also received God's mercy and had a chance to be reborn. If you can't change your destiny after rebirth, what's the use of rebirth?

In order to win the lead role, he even sold out his looks and slept with a senior executive at the Universal Headquarters. This was his only chance to become famous and win the title of Best Actor.

He can't give up.

In the end, he did successfully win the role of the male protagonist with his superb acting skills and financial support.

As long as this new little artist doesn't block the way, there is really no need for Zhou Qing to deliberately create difficulties.

The crew's filming is closed, and the actors can only live temporarily in a hotel and cannot leave until the filming is completed. This not only improves the filming progress, but also prevents actors from causing trouble.

Song Jiu felt that he should talk to actor Fu more, exchange ideas, and ask for advice on acting skills. At least he should eliminate his inner fear and not delay the filming progress due to personal reasons.

That night, he knocked on the door of Best Actor Fu's room with the script in hand.