Has the scumbag actor confessed?

This scene of receiving awards, expressing testimonials, and presenting flowers requires the cooperation of both on and off stage.

The senior high school student who had been waiting for a day finally jumped onto the playground excitedly.

Under Shen Xifeng's strong recommendation, their homeroom teacher played the role of the awarding teacher.

Teacher He stood in front of the microphone and solemnly read the manuscript several times, feeling that the straight shirt was even more straight.

The students in Class [-] applauded the audience and applauded the teacher loudly, which made Teacher He blush and laugh.

Zhong Yi stood by the rostrum holding a bouquet of flowers, chatting with a few classmates who were also holding bouquets.

Mi Qing stood at the head of Class Six, surrounded by girls gossiping.

"Miss, you are a student of the Film Academy, your skin is so good!"

"Miss, you live with your classmates every day, don't you feel like you are living in a movie?"

"I just heard that you had a kiss scene with Shen Yu?? Is it true!"

"Fuck! Kiss scene! Shen Yu! It's real! I, I really want to see it!"

Mi Qing has been in the industry for a year or two, and is more than enough to deal with these little girls. She blinked and smiled like a big sister next door.

"What kind of kissing scene, don't spread it, it's just a confession, I'm going to 'die' soon, it's not an exaggeration to listen to a confession? Skin is the result of makeup and maintenance, any of us, at least once a month Spend thousands of dollars on skin care and make-up, the face of an actor is the capital of food!"

"...You don't need to buy expensive ones at this age, just clean and moisturize well, and don't exaggerate your makeup. Don't get eyebrow tattoos, you will regret it."

She was very close to Zhong Yi, and these words drifted into Zhong Yi's ears verbatim, which changed his view of this girl.

"Ahem...well, all the students, attention!"

Director Lin stood in the middle of the rostrum and made a big call with a loudspeaker. Everyone listened intently for more than ten seconds, and then turned their heads to chat with each other——

Can't understand.

There was no other way, Director Lin could only throw the microphone to his assistant, the two yelled and yelled, and managed to line up on the playground.

The camera took a few more shots before Director Lin showed a satisfied smile behind the monitor.

"The tenth scene of "Night Hunting" takes one shot, action!"

Teacher He solemnly picked up the list of winners in his hand, and said word by word: "I invite Lin Muran, who won the first-class scholarship from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, to come to the stage to accept the award!"

Shen Xifeng, who was outside the camera, stepped into the camera calmly, took the award from Teacher He with a smile, bowed deeply, and turned his head to look off the field.

"CUT!"

Director Lin shouted to Ka: "The teacher handed over the certificate too stiffly, and his expression was too serious. Relax. Do it again."

Teacher He was taken aback, but he didn't expect it to be his own fault, and suddenly he couldn't hold back.

Seeing this, Shen Xifeng hurriedly smiled at the teacher: "It's normal to retake the camera, and the Oscar winner can't do it alone. Just now I grabbed some beats and led you into the ditch. I'm sorry."

"No, it's me, a little nervous."

Teacher He wiped his sweat, feeling a little trembling.He stood under the unobstructed sun, and his straight shirt was soon soaked with sweat.

"CUT!"

Director Lin turned back and called the logistics: "Change the teacher's shirt and touch up the makeup!"

In the one-and-a-half-minute shot, the director called the card seven or eight times, and when it finally passed, Teacher He almost collapsed.

"It's not easy, it's not easy!" Teacher He slumped under the shade of a tree, his carefully drawn hair was in a mess.

Afraid that he would suffer from heat stroke, Zhong Yi hurriedly ordered Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid for him.

"Zhong Yi, really, what comes on paper is always shallow, and I know that this matter has to be practiced."

Mr. He is probably really dizzy from the heat, and has already started to write: "We usually watch movies and TV, and feel that actors are very relaxed. How could we know that such an inconspicuous shot can be shot for more than half an hour!"

While inhaling Huoxiangzhengqi liquid with a painful expression, Mr. He looked at Shen Xifeng: "Xiaoyu has been in the sun for so long, but she is not affected at all. This child can endure hardship!"

How could it have no effect?The back of his neck and arms had obviously started to turn red.

Zhong Yi frowned, suddenly remembered something, took out her phone and started to work for a while.

"Dong Ke, Dong Ke!" The staff called Zhong Yi: "Quick, it's your turn to play."

Love this scene is simpler.

Standing in the line, he turned his head and heard booing from the audience, smiled, got up and walked over to hand the flowers to Mi Qing, Mi Qing took them shyly, and ran to the stage with her head down.

There are no lines, only facial expressions to convey emotions.

Shen Xifeng stood behind the monitor, looked at Zhong Yi on the screen, turned his head, lowered his eyes, and smiled lightly. He finally realized the meaning of the word 'licking the screen'.

The exquisite and detailed facial features, the agile expression, and the last smile made people tremble.

Shen Xifeng put his hands on his lips to forcefully suppress the corners of his crazily upturned mouth. It is really exciting to be in the same frame as Zhong Yi on the big screen.

Director Lin was also very satisfied, so he passed the three and entered the next scene.

After five o'clock, the sun began to shift to the west, and the light on the playground gradually turned from bright to warm yellow.

Director Lin looked at the screen on the monitor and ordered to start filming the group scene.

Gathering, watching the rostrum, applauding, laughing, and dispersing, a few simple and ordinary actions took more than an hour to pass.

When Director Lin yelled the last card, everyone was silent for a few seconds, and then thunderous applause broke out, and even the crowd watching the excitement around the playground couldn't help clapping their hands.

It's not easy, it's not easy!

Director Lin stood on the rostrum and bowed deeply to the students off the stage: "Thank you for your cooperation! Thank you!"

The students on the playground made up words for each other, and Mi Qing took the lead, shouting the catchphrase in one, two, and three: "Don't work hard, serve the people!"

After this, everyone is very happy.

They scattered away laughing and noisily, stretching out their arms one by one, complaining endlessly.

"My mother, I'm going to peel off the sun!"

"Oh my god, I didn't expect making a movie to be so boring!"

"My star dream is shattered..."

"Fortunately I wore sunscreen, I was lucky to wear sunscreen, I was lucky to wear sunscreen!"

"I didn't eat the legendary box lunch, what a loss!"

Originally there was still a scene tonight, but Director Lin was exposed to the sun all day and had some symptoms of heatstroke, so he had to go back to the hotel early to rest.

Shen Xifeng took advantage of the dismissal, quickly grabbed Zhong Yi, and forced him into the nanny's car.

"It's rare that I have time to take you home to meet my mother. She has been nagging me for a long time and told me to take you home after the college entrance examination. Thank you very much."

Shen Xifeng fastened Zhong Yi's seat belt, and patted his face affectionately with the back of his hand.

He whispered: "Don't go back at night, I'll ask Auntie to tidy up your guest room. You and I have to go to the first scene at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Zhong Yi instinctively wanted to object, and turned her head a few times, but found that she didn't know what excuse to make.

Let's talk about going back to the hotel, Shen Xifeng will definitely send him back, and going back and forth is another mess, so it's better to obediently listen to the arrangements.

Homeless children are lucky to be taken in.

After returning to Shen's house, seeing Zhong Yi, Shen's mother naturally complained again, saying that he had lost weight and darkened.

Shen Xifeng interjected with a smile, saying that it was masculinity, and as a result, both of them who were smelly were rushed to take a shower by Shen's mother.

Waiting for Zhong Yi to wear Shen Xifeng's pajamas, sitting at the table in a fresh suit, with a warm yellow under his eyes, the smell of warm vegetables in his hands, and earnest reminders echoing in his ears, all this made him feel like he was in a dream.

A dream of having a home and family.

"Come and eat more."

Shen's mother kept picking up vegetables for Zhong Yi, and piled his bowls into a hill: "Xifeng is also, what kind of movie is pulling you to film, you are so delicate and tender, isn't it enough for people to love you? Filming It's hard, Xifeng, you have to be careful, and don't let him be in those scenes of beating and killing."

"It's not hard."

Zhong Yi ate the food, then turned to look at Shen Xifeng: "Xifeng took good care of me and didn't suffer."

"Mom, who is your son?"

Shen Xifeng couldn't laugh or cry, "I only filmed two fighting scenes last week, why don't you feel sorry for me?"

"Would you like to mention it?"

Shen's mother gave Shen Xifeng a gouged look, "Doctor Wu already told me that you hit your waist again, new injuries added to old ones, how old are you? Don't you want your body anymore?"

Shen Xifeng begged to scold him for himself, and shut his mouth in resentment, seeing Zhong Yi looking at him worriedly, his heart warmed.

He blinked at Zhong Yi, and piled another rib into his rice bowl: "It's a small scene, don't panic. Tomorrow is another day of drama, you really need to eat more."

After dinner, Shen Xifeng went to the balcony to answer the phone, while Zhong Yi went to the place where he stayed the longest in Shen's house - the study.

The study room was still the same. After the college entrance examination, Shen Xifeng went to the film crew, so he probably never entered this room again.

There are still reference books and test papers piled up on the desk, and there is a stack of draft paper next to it, which my aunt probably wouldn't dare to throw away when she cleans it up, so it just piles up.

Zhong Yi's obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't bear the mess, so she started to organize the pile of drafts.

He glanced roughly, and the English words on his face were memorized;

Further down, there is a small stack of paper pinned with paper clips, and the writing on it...is left by myself.

It was a question about the equation of tangent line, and it should be the last question I explained to Shen Xifeng before leaving here.

He turned down a few more pages, all of which were drafts left by his own lectures and schematic diagrams.

With a thought, Zhong Yi flipped through the stack of papers in reverse, starting from the last one.

Sure enough, that stack of draft paper recorded all his handwriting from the first day he entered Shen Xifeng's house.

One of them has a few purple marks on it, which is the fruit juice that Shen Xifeng scooped up from him;

In the lower left corner of the other picture, there is a painting of a weeping Peggy, written by Shen Xifeng - it was a painting of Zhong Yi who was resentful after being scolded by Zhong Yi for being a pig.

Zhong Yi looked at the little pig, and unconsciously bent the corners of his lips.

"Yeah, eat fruit."

Shen Xifeng walked in with a fruit plate, seeing Zhong Yi sitting under the lamp, he also moved over.

Zhong Yi pressed the things in his hand, turned to look at him, and said seriously: "Is your waist serious? Did you treat it properly?"

Shen Xifeng smiled, and stretched out his hand to rub Zhong Yi's head: "Brother's body is made of iron, don't worry, what are you looking at..."

He took a closer look at the things in Zhong Yi's hand, and when he saw it, he couldn't hold back.

"Then what, you, why are you looking through these, it's all rubbish."

Saying that, Shen Xifeng reached out to snatch the stack of draft paper back, but Zhong Yi dodged it.

Zhong Yi raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Since it's garbage, then I'll help you throw them away."

"do not!"

Shen Xifeng hurriedly said seriously: "What I'm talking about is not rubbish, it's...very important information."

"What's so important about a draft?"

Zhong Yi tilted his head and asked persistently, as if he was going to get an answer out of his mouth.

Shen Xifeng squinted his eyes, supported the table with one hand, and supported Zhong Yi's chair back with the other.

Shen Xifeng leaned over to trap him: "Want to hear the truth?"

This posture of looking up made Zhong Yi a little uneasy, but he still bit his lip and nodded stubbornly.

Shen Xifeng chuckled, stared into his eyes and slowly said: "Those papers recorded the happiest time in my life, because during that time, the one who accompanied me was the first time in the 18 years since I was born. ..."

Snapped--

Zhong Yi sealed Shen Xifeng's mouth with the stack of paper, and said expressionlessly, "Take it away."

Shen Xifeng took away the stack of draft paper with a triumphant smile, and when Zhong Yi was relaxing, he quickly lowered his head and pecked his lips.

Zhong Yi didn't hide this time, nor showed his displeasure, but followed Shen Xifeng's eyes, vaguely waiting for something.

The night like water, the familiar space, the person in my heart.

The eyes of the two were a little glued, their breathing gradually heated up, and the air conditioner seemed to be no longer working.

Shen Xifeng suddenly felt a little timid. With such a good atmosphere, he really wanted to do something, but he was not sure whether his children would like it or not.

For this person in front of him, he was really afraid of falling while holding his hands, and was afraid of melting with his mouth. He wished he could get into his mind and only do things that would make him happy.

After a long stalemate, Shen Xifeng finally sighed, and pushed the fruit plate towards Zhong Yi: "My mother bought imported strawberries today, try it."

Zhong Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard these words.Seeing Shen Xifeng backing away with a look of unwillingness, he couldn't help but slander.

This is so silly...

At this time, eat strawberries!To say that you are a pig brain is really...

Wait, strawberries?

Zhong Yi glanced at the fruit plate, twitched the corner of his lips, and smiled lightly: "Didn't you keep asking me what kind of fruit I want?"

He reached out and picked up a strawberry, put it into his mouth, bit the front end lightly, then turned his head and smiled to look at the dazed fool not far away.

Shen Xifeng was stunned for three seconds, then there was a bang, it exploded.