Sweetness: S

Ning Shuangxi, who had been struggling all night, was picked up by Zhao Chen to take a makeup photo for "Jingzhe" the next day.

Because it is a suspense film, and the scene basically takes place in a building, all the main actors are crowded in this newly built studio, and the shooting scene is so lively that it completely dilutes the weirdness of the scene.

As the protagonist, Ning Shuangxi needed to shoot with a sense of panic and division. In order to brew this emotion, he locked himself in a small dark room before the shooting started, and did not come out until Zhao Chen knocked on the door to urge him to come out.

But the emotions he thought he had found were quickly rejected by the director who was gentle on the outside and firm on the inside.

"Excessive force." When Tian Wenwen was expressionless, she was more awe-inspiring than ordinary directors when they were angry.

It was too much force again.Ning Shuangxi clenched her fists and tried a few more times, but she didn't get any positive praise.

Zhao Chen watched from the side, more nervous than Ning Shuangxi.Why did I perform so well in the audition, but it seemed like a different person when I took the photo?

"You can't always rely on your lines to bring out emotions," Tian Wenwen pointed out the problem mercilessly. "It is more difficult to speak with your eyes than with lines. Have you never noticed this?"

That's because he never landed a leading role either.Zhao Chen complained for him in his heart.

Ning Shuangxi was already covered with sweat from the spotlight, and he wanted to continue, but Tian Wenwen waved her hand: "You go to rest first, and I will shoot you in the afternoon."

His face was a little pale, and after bowing down to apologize to everyone, he ignored Zhao Chen and hid in the dressing room.

In addition to being in poor condition today because of my lack of acting skills, what happened yesterday did cause a certain degree of emotional instability.

He couldn't help picking up his phone, hesitated for a while before opening Liang Tianyi's dialog box in WeChat, and unconsciously looked up the previous conversations.

Obviously at this time, it is time to study how to finish the work in the afternoon, but now there are only three words in his head.

Liang Tianyi.

The progress bar for the conversation is horribly long.My fingers are sore, I only dragged the conversation from a week ago.It was only then that Ning Shuangxi realized that the two of them, who had known each other for less than half a year, basically kept talking for at least ten minutes a day.

His fingers stopped, a little afraid to pull back.

Seeing that the corners of the mouth raised during the conversation were also frozen there, I finally realized how wrong this kind of demonic state was.

He quickly turned off the screen, afraid that after thinking about it further, he would come up with some terrible conclusions.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was closed, a chat notification popped up on WeChat.

The words "Big Star" were like a magnet, making Ning Shuangxi unable to draw his attention away. After enduring and enduring, he finally unlocked the phone and clicked on the message.

"Shall we go to the opera next time?"

"Good" was typed without any hesitation, and Ning Shuangxi began to feel annoyed as soon as it was sent out.

No, no!

If this continues, how can they still be ordinary friends?

"But I can't confirm the time yet..." The word was typed out, and it hadn't been sent out for a long time, but another sentence was sent over there: "I really want to take a vacation as soon as possible. (Tuski's cute smiley face)"

... Ning Shuangxi's hand automatically deleted the unsent rejection.

"Would you like to come backstage to play with me after the concert that night?"

"Okay, I'll bring you something delicious." The fingers quickly replied, not forgetting to return a cute emoji.

When Zhao Chen pushed open the door of the dressing room with his lunch, he saw his artist kneeling on a chair, pressing his hands on the back of the chair, and resting his head on it.

"You have a headache?"

"I feel stupid."

"Oh..." Zhao Chen put the lunch box on the dressing table, touched his forehead, "It's not burned?"

"...It would be even more stupid to burn it."

"Then have lunch and study how stupid you are."

When I heard the words, Ning Shuangxi's ears were hot, and his head shouted at the back of the chair: "... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It's kind of stupid.Zhao Chen was puzzled, opened the lunch box and observed Ning Shuangxi's abnormal state while eating.

Why does it seem...

Something seems wrong.

Ning Shuangxi struggled for a while, and when her stomach was really rumbling with hunger, she turned around and went to eat.

Another message popped up on WeChat, and it was still the "big star": How about I cook you veal steak next time?

Zhao Chen looked at Ning Shuangxi's smirk while looking at his phone with his mouth full, and suddenly the alarm went off.

Not to mention that he has been in this circle for many years, just the fact that he lived ten years longer than Ning Shuangxi is enough for him to realize the true emotion contained in this expression.

He didn't even eat, and stared straight at the young man knocking on his phone with chopsticks in his mouth. After he finished replying to the message, he asked nonchalantly, "Are you in a relationship?"

Ning Shuangxi dropped the chopsticks on the ground and stared blankly at him.

"You say you are stupid, I think you are quite stupid. When you are in love, who has a better brain?" Zhao Chen seemed to think that he had been exposed by himself, and laughed a few times, "Which girl do you like? Do you want to?" Expose it at the right time? It’s better than having a few more entertainment shows.”

"...I'm not in love!" He blushed and retorted.

"Oh," Zhao Chen shook his head, "Could it be that girl can't be exposed?"

"no!"

"It's fine if you're stupid, but I'm not so stupid that I can't even see the waves of my heart."

"Fart!" Ning Shuangxi stood up angrily, "I'm just chatting with my friends."

"Hehe," Zhao Chen looked at him with a smile, "you look in the mirror, what a smile you look. This is what you call a play in your eyes. If you can shoot this afternoon, I'm afraid Director Tian will say something to you not good?"

"..." Ning Shuangxi hesitated for a while, and finally turned to look in the mirror.

In fact, he didn't know what a rippling spring heart looked like, but the young man's face in the mirror was flushed, and even if he looked at it himself, he still felt that his face was full of desire to hide it.

Zhao Chen had an expression that he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, how could he think that his own contribution to the flames would make his own artists stay in a daze until the afternoon.

Ning Shuangxi sat on the stairs and didn't fully regain consciousness until the spotlight came down.

He once told Liang Tianyi so brazenly that all his emotions could be realized through imagination, but when he experienced some new emotions again and again, he realized that all his imaginations were so superficial.

He looked at all the staff who were looking at him, and the black hole, and suddenly wondered whether the unbearable emotions in his heart that he had always wanted to hide would be exposed in this way one day.

Being exposed to the spotlight without any blind spots in front of everyone.

A kind of panic and nervousness made him hold on to the railing of the stairs tightly. He hesitated when he wanted to go downstairs, and even wanted to run away to avoid these terrible sights.

Tian Wenwen stood behind the camera, sighing softly, of course Zhao Chen did not miss the smile that flickered across her mouth.

Ning Shuangxi took only half an hour to take all the makeup photos and promotional photos. By the time he finished all the photos, his whole back was already drenched in cold sweat.

"PERFECT!" Zhao Chen praised in broken English.

Ning Shuangxi didn't say a word, and when he returned to the nanny's car, he became dazed again.

Only then did Zhao Chen realize something was wrong.

"No, you don't know that you like each other all the time, do you?"

"...Do I really look like it?" Ning Shuangxi grabbed the apple for dinner and didn't take a bite.

"Based on my many years of experience, when..." Before the words came out, Zhao Chen stopped talking.No matter how rough his nerves were, he began to wonder how difficult it was to express this feeling, which made a passionate young man like Ning Shuangxi awkward.

But even if he didn't finish speaking, Ning Shuangxi had already completed the sentence.

Being repeatedly affirmed by others, even if I want to pretend to be stupid, I have to face it.

He grabbed his phone and opened the photo album in a mysterious manner.In the photo album that rarely takes selfies, there are many more photos with Liang Tianyi during this period.

The face that had finally regained its composure was once again scorching hot.