delicacies

The two people at the door looked at each other.

Two seconds later, he looked away at the same time, as if he was just stunned for a moment because he saw someone when he opened the door.

"Wennan is here?"

A middle-aged man came out from behind the man's tall and oppressive figure. He was wearing a dark brown Chinese tunic suit and had a beard on his lips. The outline is soft, it looks amiable, and it looks good to talk.

Bian Wennan was surprisingly calm at this time, even though he was only half an arm away from the man, it seemed that he could collide with him if he took another step.

After the dizziness passed, his heartbeat became extremely slow, and the bitter taste left in his throat from the medicine he had taken earlier swarmed up at this moment, Bian Wennan resisted the urge to swallow, "Director Zhao."

To his surprise, there was nothing unusual about his voice, no hoarseness, no broken sound, nothing changed.

It seems to be the same as usual.

The man stood there motionless, as if he didn't realize that his tall stature would make it impossible for people to pass by him and enter the door.

"Cheng Hui, why are you still standing here? Don't you want to go to the bathroom?" Zhao Qingfa saw Bian Wennan beside him, looked at them for a while, and suddenly said to them, "You should know each other..."

Bian Wennan's eyes jumped, "Mr. Zhao, we don't know each other."

"do not know."

Bian Wennan froze for a moment, realized who the other voice was, and raised his eyes subconsciously, and happened to be looking at Li Chenghui's eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well.

In a trance, it seems to be able to see a cluster of flames in the ancient well, but when you look closely, it is gone.

Hearing Director Zhao's words, Bian Wennan's shoulders were heavy, "You have never collaborated before?... That's great. If it goes well, isn't it my honor that this movie is your first one?" He patted the two of them on the shoulders, "In my eyes, both of you are rare good actors in this line of work. Act well, perform normally, and don't let me down."

After finishing speaking, before they could say anything, he pushed Li Chenghui who was beside him, "Hurry up, don't hold back."

The door closed behind him, and Bian Wennan followed Director Zhao inside.

As soon as the man left, Bian Wennan seemed to have unloaded some heavy burden, but his legs felt weak, and his heart began to beat wildly. The plot of the script that had been thinking in his mind disappeared, leaving only a mess.

He first thought of why that person appeared here, and the only ones who came to audition at this time should be...

Before Bian Wennan opened his mouth, Zhao Qingfa seemed to have expected what he was going to ask. He said, "Cheng Hui came to audition for the role of 'Wei Xingzhou'. Just now, Sun Tian and I have watched it. His 'Wei Xingzhou' is here, Wen Nan, are you ready to show us your 'Ye Qing'?"

Bian Wennan pursed his lips, and nodded slightly to Director Zhao who looked up at him slightly with his hands behind his back.

Bian Wennan was not surprised to hear the script fragments that he himself needed to audition for.

In other words, it was a part of his scenes where the psychological drama was the most important.

In the whole script, the character of Ye Qing is the one who doesn't have many lines but has the most intense emotional changes, so it is extremely difficult for an actor.

Compared with a person with many lines and a simple personality, such a role is much more difficult to control.

Zhao Dao, who was directly opposite, signaled that he could start.

Bian Wennan turned slightly sideways and walked a few steps. His eyes were slightly drooped, and he kept looking at the ground. From time to time, he wiped his forehead with his hands. There seemed to be slightly long bangs over there, which made his eyelashes itchy.

He seemed to catch a glimpse of something inadvertently from the corner of his eye. His footsteps stopped, and his whole body stopped, and he was frozen in place by something.

He hesitated for a moment, then leaned lightly behind the cover, peeking into the distance, with skillful movements, as if he had done this more than once or twice.

He leaned against the shelter slightly and retracted from time to time, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone over there.

But the sky failed, the people over there seemed to be coming this way for some reason, but he froze in place, unable to dodge in time, like a little mouse that was caught stealing his master's chicken leg.

His body trembled slightly, and he really wanted to hide himself far away, but his feet couldn't move like lead, so he could only shrink himself as small as possible.

However, no matter how much he shrank, he couldn't completely shrink himself into the hole, and he was finally exposed. Realizing this, he was not afraid anymore, and opened his eyes wide, watching the figure of the man getting closer and closer, ears All the surrounding sounds are far away.

There was only this one brightly colored person running into his life.

There was light in his wide-open eyes, as if he couldn't believe it, but also as if he was timid. He quickly lowered his head, afraid of revealing his emotions on his face.

He shook his head, as if he had heard the man's words, he held out one hand hesitantly, thought of something during the period, and changed the other hand calmly.

The man was about to leave, and he wanted to follow, but his legs moved but still stopped.

His hand tightened slightly, looking at the direction the person was leaving, the light in his eyes flickered twice, and finally slowly went out.

……

The audience was silent.

Bian Wennan wiped his face, wiped off all the emotions that belonged to "Ye Qing", and turned into a gentle and harmless appearance again.

He heard Director Zhao applaud lightly in front of him, his brows stretched out, but when he moved his eyes, he saw that man was also sitting there, holding a mobile phone, looking absent-minded.

I don't know when I came back, the movement was too small, and I didn't notice it when Bian Wennan just entered the play.

"I read it right," Director Zhao said, "Wennan's play is still so real, there is obviously no line, it's like the characters come to life."

His eyes fell on Li Chenghui who was beside him, "Cheng Hui, go and play with Wennan to see if it's evenly matched. Just play the last scene of the two protagonists."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was poked by the screenwriter Sun next to him with his elbow, "Old Zhao, the last scene is..."

"I know," Zhao Qingfa moved his elbow away, "the intimacy scene has to pass this hurdle, and when it's time to shoot on camera, do we have to use special effects to make them P together?"

"..." Sun Tian looked at the two people in front of him and next to him, and said, "The two children just met, can you become intimate with a big man you just met?"

Director Zhao seemed to have really thought about it for a while, seeing that Bian Wennan still looked like he was waiting for him to make a decision, not to mention Li Chenghui, whose face was so cold that ice shards fell off, "That's okay, then let's go to the intimacy scene Stop it before."

Bian Wennan couldn't see it on the surface, and he was relieved.

He felt that the man should be the same, but he couldn't see any fluctuating emotions from his face.

Bian Wennan saw Li Chenghui standing up from his seat and walking towards here with his long legs.

He suddenly found that the black windbreaker he was wearing today seemed to collide with his own. Bian Wennan was also wearing a windbreaker, but it was beige.

"Etc., etc!"

The people in the room turned their heads to look at the door in unison.

The hot-tempered female manager ran towards Bian Wennan as soon as she opened the door, and after circling around the person, she was relieved, as if she was very concerned about whether he lost a few hairs on his body.

"Wennan, what's wrong with you now?"

Bian Wennan: "..."

"No." He seriously answered his agent who suddenly appeared.

"Xiao Wu told me on WeChat that the person playing the opposite role has changed?" Zhou Jingwen frowned and shifted her gaze to the most eye-catching man here. She squinted her eyes and immediately recognized that it was the stage of the opposite company. Pillar.

In Zhou Jingwen's heart, there is a scale. The higher the appearance, the better the figure of a man, the higher the risk.

Let alone the person in front of her, he's off the charts, okay?

Now she didn't care if she would offend others, so she said directly: "Director Zhao, Editor Sun, Wen Nan and I went out to have a word, sorry to bother you."

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled Mr. Bian beside him out.

He also didn't notice that the "dangerous" man had been staring at her hand holding Bian Wennan's wrist all the way.

Pulling him into the corridor, Zhou Jingwen asked him: "Wennan, tell me the truth, do you still want to act in this play now?"

Bian Wennan saw that her breathing was still not steady, the lipstick on her lips accidentally rubbed somewhere, and the corners of her lips were a little smeared. A lady who was always beautiful and decent when she was out of the house seemed a little embarrassed at this moment, without any fluctuations. I don't know why my heart softened for a moment, "Sister Zhou..."

Zhou Jingwen didn't know that her makeup was messed up. She frowned and looked at the man in front of her. Her eyes were like looking at her younger brother who sneaked out to play for a while and came back covered in mud. "Lu Bang, who originally said to play Wei Xingzhou After receiving another martial arts drama, I boarded the plane and left this morning. I didn’t expect him to play Wei Xingzhou.” Ms. Zhou didn’t have a good look at the actor who came back from abroad with gilding. A senior with a wife and a daughter has a good reputation in the circle, who is Li Chenghui, a cold and great actor, do you remember that incident before?"

Bian Wennan knew that it was because Li Chenghui scared the girl Xiaohua who was acting with him to tears when he was filming.

That smelly face... Bian Wennan felt that it might indeed have this effect.

Bian Wennan has now recovered from the dizziness of seeing that person for the first time. Seeing that the agent in front of him doesn't want him to act, and he is afraid that he will offend people like this, he is so worried that he doesn't know what to do, he sighs in his heart.

He knew that his parents had looked for her, and he didn't know how he described himself, as if describing him as a fragile product that would break when touched and melt when the sun shines.

It's all over.

Bian Wennan thought of the person at the door, he was almost the same as the person on the poster and on the screen, but he gradually moved away from the vivid boy in his memory.

After so many years of deliberately avoiding this person, I almost forced myself into a cramped alley, and now I suddenly feel tired.

Some people cannot be avoided. Now that they have met again, Bian Wennan feels that he can completely regard him as a stranger passing through his life.

It was originally two unrelated parallel lines.

His lowered gaze unconsciously landed on the handkerchief hidden in front of his chest, and it was gently tightened.

"So, you want to act in this movie with him?" Zhou Jingwen rubbed her eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"I really don't understand the brain circuit of your actors. Why do you have to act in this movie?"

Bian Wennan knew that she had compromised to himself again, seeing her stomp her feet, her heart skipped a beat, she always felt that the pointed heels of her high heels would be embedded in the floor tiles.

"Did you finish your ideological work?" Director Zhao, who was sitting on a chair, said to Bian Wennan and Zhou Jingwen who came in, and waved Li Chenghui away who was standing in front of him, "That's not a waste of time. There are a lot of them, let's do the play now, Xiao Li just gave me a suggestion, let's do another scene." He picked up the script on the table and said.

Change another scene?

Bian Wennan's heart moved, and he looked at Li Chenghui who was walking towards him. He was also looking at him. A stranger who suddenly appeared in his life.

That was Wei Xingzhou's eyes.

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Li Gong: How can we be parallel lines? Obviously, they should be balls of thread that are tangled together.

Li Gong has already started his attack, but Nan Nan is not so easy to deal with~

Preview of the next chapter: Bian Wennan rubbed it calmly, feeling a little painful. He felt that the man might have grabbed it so hard on purpose, and it might have turned red.