Forced to open business after picking up a tyrant [Entertainment]

The set fell silent. Song Lei stood behind the monitor, waving his thick arms and pointing at the set. He was the only voice in the set: "Every department is ready, let's start."

The scene record holds the playing board: ""Feng Qi Wutong" No. 16 episodes, 23 scenes, three shots. The first time, start."

Song Lei wanted Shen Nian to sit on the side of the monitor and watch with him.

Of course Shen Nian refused to agree, he came to watch and join in the fun, not to judge the play, anyone who had nothing to do would just find work for himself.

Shen Nian found an empty seat in the distance, there was no lighting around, it was pitch black, he was so happy that no one noticed him.

The life assistant tiptoed in from the door, and saw that the filming had already started, so he didn't go inside.

With a few bags of takeaway coffee in his hand, he groped in the dark to find a corner to put down the takeaway bags, but he kicked Shen Nian's chair.

The assistant hurriedly covered her mouth, not letting herself shout out.

The filming was on-site radio, if a sudden noise was recorded, Song Lei would definitely cut him off.

The assistant recognized Shen Nian, lowered his voice and apologized repeatedly.

Shen Nian was bumped and almost fell down, but luckily he stabilized the chair quickly.Turn on the light of the mobile phone and signal to the life assistant that he is fine.

The assistant took a cup of coffee from the bag and gave it to Shen Nian: "Mr. Shen, refresh yourself, it's a big night tonight, I don't know when it will be filmed."

Shen Nian adjusted the chair to a comfortable position, drank coffee slowly, and looked at the two people performing on the field from a distance.

The main plot of these three scenes is the memory of Emperor Xichen. When he was a child, he sneaked into the main hall and wanted to see what the main hall looked like, but was caught by Chong Qiang.

In the magnificent main hall, a six or seven-year-old boy played the role of Xichen when he was young, hiding at the entrance of the hall, looking inside with his head poking around.

Chong Qiang, played by Jian Xichen, walked into the frame from the end of the aisle behind him, and the palace man beside him carried a palace lantern to lead the way.

"Xichen." When Chong Qiang approached the child, he intentionally accentuated the sound of his footsteps.

The boy was startled, turned around, stared at him in astonishment, and clasped his hands in a panic: "Father."

"what are you doing here?"

Standing in front of the main hall gate, Chong Qiang took the palace lantern from the palace man, and passed it into the dark palace for a circle.

The dim yellow light dimly illuminated a small half of the main hall, and Xiao Xichen stretched his neck and opened his eyes wide to look inside.

Chong Qiang took the lamp back and carried it beside the two of them: "Did you want to come, or did your mother and concubine ask you to come?"

"Yes..." Xiao Xichen rubbed his fingers, lowered his head slowly, and then lowered his voice, "Erchen himself wanted to come."

"Father." Xiao Xichen raised his head and said thoughtfully, "I just want to see what the main hall looks like. In the future... in the future, when I become the emperor..."

"Presumptuous!" Chong Qiang shouted at him sharply, "Get the hell out of here now!"

Xiao Xichen was startled, trembled all over, and knelt down in front of his feet: "Isn't the father not liking the prince brother?"

"Send him back to the palace. According to my order, Xichen will be banned for three months and not allowed to leave the palace."

Xiao Xichen was taken down by the guards, and couldn't help crying, and the crying spread farther and farther in the corridor.

Chong Qiang stood on the stone steps in front of the hall with a lamp in his hand, his face loosened, and he coughed a few times.

The palace people hurried forward to help him.

Chong Qiang pushed him away, walked down the steps with heavy steps, coughing suddenly couldn't stop, his back was arched, his lungs were almost coughing out.

According to the plot, the end of the Qiang Dynasty is approaching, but the prince's faction and some ministers who support Xichen are fighting fiercely.

No matter how much Chong Qiang likes Xi Chen, he can't show it on his face, otherwise it will only make the child more dangerous.

There was a cold moon in the sky, casting a desolate shadow behind him.Like a desolate frost flower on a winter night, it engulfed him recklessly.

……

The people on the set were completely immersed in Jian Xichen's performance.

Shen Nian was probably still able to maintain some sanity, took a sip from the rim of the coffee cup, and sent a message to Tang Duo sullenly.

Salted fish player: [You picked up the treasure. 】

Old Tang: [What the hell? 】

Salted fish player: [Your blue chip stocks are going to explode. 】

Old Tang: [Really really really? 】

Salted fish player: 【Act like a fairy. 】

Old Tang: [Hahahahahahahahaha! 】

Shen Nian turned off the screen, and Song Lei in front of him suddenly howled, "Ouch! Beautiful!"

Shen Nian's hands trembled, but he didn't drop the phone.

Song Lei sat in front of the monitor shaking his legs, replayed the scene several times, laughed while watching, looked at Jian Xichen, grinned: "The kid has talent."

Jian Xichen glanced at Song Lei, and didn't say any polite words like "Thank you director, the director directed well".

Song Lei didn't mind, and greeted the others: "See you, this is called entering the play. You need to remind yourself to keep yourself in the role when you are on the set."

Jian Xichen stroked her loose long hair and bangs, scanned around the set, her eyes were as sharp as a searchlight, and she saw Shen Nian at a glance in that dark corner.

The man was lying on his side in the chair, and seemed to be asleep.

Jian Xichen's eyes turned cold.

Didn't you say you came to see him act?

"Little Jane, come on, there are two more games to come, let me tell you a few more words."

Song Lei didn't look at his face at all, and dragged Jian Xichen into the main hall, and the last two scenes were set inside the palace.

With a slumped face, Jian Xichen walked a few steps, turned her head and glanced at that corner again, her brows furrowed uncontrollably.

Shen Nian and Tang Duo sent several rounds of messages, and a sharp pain gradually arose in his stomach, and within two or three seconds, the pain spread all over his body.

He clutched his stomach, curled himself up in the chair, and saw the empty coffee cup beside him.

My head was in a daze.

He hadn't eaten all afternoon and evening, and a full cup of iced coffee was forced into his empty stomach.

Shen Nian endured the stomachache and rolled his eyes.

Retribution came too fast.

Shen Nian used to stay up late at school in his early years, and in the first few years as a screenwriter, he worked day and night.Once, after working on the script for three days and all night, he vomited blood immediately after finishing the draft, almost scaring Tang Duo to death on the spot.

Stomach bleeding, after more than half a year of care, it barely recovered.

Shen Nian broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and pressed his palm on his stomach, the back of his hand was so tight that it turned white.

"what happened?"

Shen Nian's ears were buzzing, he vaguely heard footsteps stopping in front of him, and raised his head wearily.

A tall figure appeared in the dark field of vision.

Shen Nian put his hands on his eyes and said weakly: "What are you doing here? Aren't there still two scenes?"

Jian Xichen froze for a moment, then squatted down in front of him: "Uncomfortable?"

This man's eyes really shine.

It was pitch black, yet Shen Nian's expression could still be discerned.

Shen Nian: "...No, I drank the coffee too fast."

Shen Nian wiped away the cold sweat on his face: "Don't delay the progress, go back quickly."

Jian Xichen suddenly placed it on his hand, Shen Nian was startled: "What are you doing?"

"It's so cold, are you okay?"

Shen Nian was so painful that his hands and feet were cold, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and he had no strength to withdraw his hand, so he could only let Jian Xichen hold it.

Jian Xichen lightly rubbed Shen Nian's stomach twice, Shen Nian groaned, why did this man's palm suddenly become warm, isn't he always cold?

"Is it better?" Jian Xichen asked.

"Do you think you are a god? Just rub it a few times?" Shen Nian lay flat on the chair, rolled his eyes, "Knead a few more times."

Jian Xichen's subordinates didn't stop, and laughed: "I still have two scenes to film."

Shen Nian blushed instantly, and grabbed his hand: "Uh, let's go."

At this time, the assistant director was looking for Jian Xichen with a loudspeaker.

Not long after Jian Xichen left, the assistant director hurried over: "Mr. Shen, Xiao Jian said that you have a stomach problem? I have chewable tablets for stomach pain here, would you like one?"

Shen Nian saw the name of the medicine, he had taken it before, thanked him, tore a piece and ate it.

"Jian Xichen told you?"

The assistant director smiled and said, "That's right, he just told Director Song directly that Director Song was frightened and he was about to come here. It was Xiao Jian who pulled him and said 'don't delay the progress'."

Shen Nian's heart skipped a beat: Why do these words sound so familiar?

……

The filming of the next two scenes went smoothly, and at night, Song Lei's heroic laughter could be heard throughout the set.

They shouted desperately everywhere: "If Xiao Jian plays the role of Emperor Xichen, our progress will definitely be fast and good."

The assistant director turned pale, and tugged at his sleeves: "Director, be careful, be careful. Are you desperate??"

"!"

Only then did Song Lei react.

What he just implying scolded was the producer's nephew.

Song Lei smiled embarrassingly "hehehe", and the Circus said, "Well... Tonight's night show ends early, everyone go to have a barbecue, I treat you!"

Song Lei gave the assistant director a wink.

Look, I'm smart, first buy people's hearts.

The assistant director secretly pointed in the direction of Shen Nian.

"Oh yes! There is also a big Buddha." Song Lei slapped his forehead, and trotted all the way to Shen Nian, "Mr. Shen, wait for the barbecue, let's go together."

"Okay, okay." Shen Nian half-closed his eyes and smiled deeply.

Song Lei furtively winked at the assistant director again, meaning "I didn't say the wrong thing", right?

The assistant director clasped his palms together: I don't know.

After work was over, the crew rushed out of the studio in a bustling manner.

The quiet moonlight hangs in the sky, and the ground is as noisy as a market, which doesn't give the night face at all.

Shen Nian was at the end of the crowd, with his hands in his trouser pockets, listening to music through his headphones.

Jian Xichen and the rest of the actors had to take off their makeup, so they came out a little later than the rest of the team.

Jian Xichen unknowingly followed Shen Nian: "Is your stomach alright?"

"It's much better." Shen Nian didn't hear who was asking him, so he answered casually.

After taking off the earphones, he turned his head and saw Jian Xichen's face with a playful smile on his lips, and asked him, "Do you want to rub it again?"

"..." Shen Nian's stomach was inexplicably hot, causing his cheeks to be slightly hot as well.

In the summer night, the warm yellow street lamps flickered on and off, falling in front of the two of them, like elongated old film flickering.

Shen Nian suddenly couldn't tell whether this person was Jian Xichen or Chong Qiang.