The domineering president's way of loving

When Zeng Qiuyan heard this address, the corners of his eyes aroused a hint of interest: Don't you want to get along?

Zeng Qiuyan laughed, "We've seen it before."

"Ah."

I don't like talking very much...

Zeng Qiuyan grasped the distance, withdrew his hand in a measured manner, and smiled slightly: "Welcome to join."

He Rong nodded slightly.

From the beginning to the end, he maintained a little indifference and alienation not only with other people, but also with acquaintances.

Li Anni directly said to Zeng Qiuyan: "Take him well. Take good care of him in the crew. I will come to visit the set again in two days."

Zeng Qiuyan said yes all the time.

When Zeng Qiuyan waited for Li Anni to leave, he didn't turn his face on the spot or anything. Although he wondered who He Rong had gone and whether it was worth it for him to win him over, he still took good care of him on the surface.

Take him to see the director first.

The director had already communicated with his superiors and looked at He Rong.He pulled out the root and was about to light it when the deserted He Rong bent down to light it.His posture is very peaceful, not a single bit of flattery can be seen.

It's like brushing shoes for someone who is used to brushing them.

The director asked: "What did you do before?"

He Rong still answered coldly, but his tone was very respectful, "Let the director laugh, I used to be a waiter in nightclubs."

Zeng Qiuyan remained silent.

Seeing him like this, he just twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

Worry for nothing.

This person looks cold, but he is quite good at being a human being.

The director groaned, thinking that he was really just serving wine.It's just good-looking, come to the entertainment industry for a walk.

The director asked again: "Do you have acting experience?"

He Rong then said calmly and frankly: "In the future, director Lao will worry about it. I have never acted before."

"It's okay, it's okay, newcomers come here like this. Who can know how to act just by looking at the camera?" The director lit a cigarette.

He Rong smiled gently and said, "I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble. If you don't perform well, I'll be mad at you."

The director immediately laughed when he heard this.

"Study hard on the set first, get the lines right, and let the seniors guide you."

He pointed at Zeng Qiuyan.

Zeng Qiuyan smiled brightly, without putting on airs, he was digging out a bottle of mineral water from the black canvas bag where his things were kept, and replaced the director's mineral water with only one or two sips left.

Passed another bottle to He Rong.

"I took advantage of the advanced film and television circles, so I got a senior. A director as big as you still makes fun of me."

The director didn't speak when he heard the words, just smiled and nodded at him, expressing Zeng Qiuyan's cunning.

The director watched Zeng Qiuyan take He Rong to familiarize himself with the set, his eyes drooped slightly, and he took a deep breath of cigarette.

Both have similar qualities.

However, no matter where you put it, people who know how to behave are more comfortable than those who don't know how to behave.

Zeng Qiuyan took him to know the people on the set, and gave him his lines when he had time.

Zeng Qiuyan was amazed at the beginning.

"Practiced before?"

"No."

"That's pretty good, you can do the dubbing by yourself."

"Is it that good?"

"When the director praises you later, you will believe it."

"Emotional lines don't mean good actions. I have to ask Brother Zeng to teach me more."

Zeng Qiuyan laughed when he heard this.

"Call it Qiu Yan. You are older than me, why do you learn from other people, and you call Zeng Ge to Zeng Ge, I really feel that you are called three years old."

"Qiu Yan." He Rong called out seriously.

Zeng Qiuyan smiled and rolled his eyes.

He Rong couldn't help but smile from his eyes.

He Rong has drama in him.

What the director said.

For the first time filming, the camera sense is very good.

Not like a first-time actor.

The male third played by him was introduced as the first boss in the plot to confuse everyone's attention. He is a professor who looks gentle on the surface.

But it's actually a BT.

Like dismemberment.

Also like to cook.

The director originally wanted to introduce a cruel neurosis.

The first scene is the scene of his dismemberment.

But He Rong spontaneously performed a BT who was calm from beginning to end, even his eyes were calm.Extremely calm but... also extremely enjoyable.

Chilling.

well.

Great idea.

Silent cruelty is spreading...

Later, the director tried to give him a shot that lasted more than ten minutes.

He managed it with ease.

He seems to be living in the play.

It also extracts art from life and magnifies it.

Zeng Qiuyan tried his best to do what he could.

He did it with ease.

As it should be.

After finishing the day's shooting, He Rong took a shower under the shower. He stretched out his hand to spread the blurred mirror, and the water droplets slid down and divided the mirror into countless pieces.He Rong pulled the smile on his face in the mirror.

The eyes are cold.

The corners of the mouth are smiling.

Are you doing well?

Who is twisted more than whom?

Who is crazier than whom?

Ah……

Which one is true?

Which unreal?

Can you tell the difference?

The mobile phone on the table rang to receive the video, and He Rong turned on the phone to select the video.

Chang Peng looked at Shang He Rong's dripping face in the high-definition camera.

The cold white skin glowed with a ruddy glow.

"Second Master."

His throat slid twice slightly.

Chang Peng hummed.

"Taking a bath?"

"Hmm." The voice was slightly low and hoarse.

In the camera, Chang Peng is drinking a glass of champagne, with a floral wall behind him.The roses bloomed beautifully.There are pink and white, white and red.

It wasn't long before Chang Peng made the arrangements.

I want to show He Rong a look.

He Rong also saw it.

The sound of water from the shower is sparse.

"I want to see what you look like."

Chang Peng curled up his mouth and looked at him.

He Rong lowered his eyes, turned the phone lens down, and put it on the table.He took two steps back and leaned against the wall.

Hot water streamed down from above his head.

The hair was messy on the forehead, cutting his cold.A little obedient and vulnerable.

"When will the filming be over?"

He Rong's phone was getting hot.He wiped his hair and went out with his mobile phone.Nest in a soft bed.

The corners of the eyes are crimson.

He said: "Come on. I don't have many scenes."

Chang Peng drank all the champagne.

He Rong hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Second Master..."

"Ah."

"Drink less alcohol at night."

Chang Peng smiled.

He answered, "Okay."

He Rong looked at the phone screen, and Chang Peng's eyes met his.Neither of them spoke to each other.

The atmosphere is quiet.

"Go to bed early."

"it is good."

There is love for Chang Peng in He Rong's eyes.

Chang Peng's eyes didn't seem to be completely unresponsive either.

But how did two people who love each other come to such a point.

Is it the crazy possessiveness (desire) in my heart that is causing trouble, or is it spiritual paranoia...

He Rong couldn't figure it out.

He had been thinking about Chang Peng wrongly.He thought he had seen his second master clearly - a playboy who would never refuse anyone, and loved the other when he saw him.It's him who is down (cheap), hoping to keep the clouds open and see the moonlight.

But he found out later.

He can't wait for his second master.

He decides to leave.

He thought it would go smoothly, but the result was beyond his expectation.

His second master...wouldn't let him.

The beginning of the relationship is held in Chang Peng's hands, just like the afternoon ten years ago when the spring flowers were brilliant and full of spring, with the sunshine and the spring breeze.

By the window of the bedroom, there was a plain blue screen covering his misty eyes.

His hands did not dare to tug on the thin and soft window screen.

Because he didn't know how expensive this window screen was, which was better than any of his clothes.

For ten years, he loved without reservation.

Love until now has nothing.

Now...he didn't expect it anymore.

The end of the relationship, wait for the second master to speak.

From the beginning to the end, what qualifications does he have to comment on this relationship?It was not equal.

He Rong put the phone on the bed and (plugged) it in.

The quilt covered his chin.

There was the sound of rustling leaves in the wind blowing outside.

What freedom do ordinary people talk about?

Trying so hard to even live.