After being regenerated into top green tea

Secretary An hurriedly hung up the phone and said, "Mr. Zhong, Director Tong, are you finished talking? Mr. Zhong, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zhong Hanrui wiped his eyes and said, talking to Tong Yu, which made him feel a lot more relieved.

There are actually people in this world who share the same illness as him, and Zhong Hanrui also has some comfort.

"Han Rui, will it be turned on soon? I hope my words can help you." Tong Yuchi said.

Zhong Hanrui nodded gratefully and said, "Very helpful, thank you, Yuchi."

Zhong Hanrui and Secretary An walked forward, Tong Yuchi looked at his back, and murmured: "You really are Ye Chan, it's great that Ye Chan is not dead..."

Today is Zhong Hanrui and Yang Tinghuai's rivalry. Yang Tinghuai holds a sword and asks Zhong Hanrui why he wants to practice evil skills.

Yang Tinghuai, dressed in white, holds a sword and is heartbroken. Ji Ran, played by Zhong Hanrui, is dressed in red, with a crazy smile and a sad expression, which is a bit of abusive beauty.

Zhong Hanrui said the lines: "Zhuo Yun, yes, I have fallen into the devil's way, those so-called upright people wish to get rid of me soon, Zhuo Yun, if I must choose, I want to die in your hands."

"Zhuo Yun, I turned myself into an evil ghost, it doesn't matter if you hate me or hate me, just don't forget me..."

The relationship in this period was very intense. Dong Yushe reminded him that Yang Tinghuai's acting skills were superb, and he would swallow him if he didn't pay attention. However, in this performance, Zhong Hanrui's aura was not weak at all. When acting, I will think of Tong Yuchi, and think of his crazy love that burns himself.

The director called out, but Zhong Hanrui was still a little unable to act. He sat on the chair, and the makeup artist touched up his makeup. Yang Tinghuai took a sip of water, walked to Zhong Hanrui, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Ruirui, the scene just now The play was great!"

Zhong Hanrui hurriedly stood up and said, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

"Oh, don't you always call me Brother Yang so strange~!" Yang Tinghuai put his arms around him and said, "Call me Tinghuai, or Brother Tinghuai can also~!"

"Ahem, Yang Tinghuai, stay away from him!" A slightly hoarse, but very pleasant voice sounded, and the two turned their heads to see Gu Zhengming who was frowning.

Gu Zhengming seemed to have just rushed over. He was not wearing a suit, but only a shirt. The neckline was open casually, and a few strands of black hair were scattered on his forehead. He was sick and not as cold as usual. The sense of vulnerability, the fierce expression on his face, but it makes people have the urge to take care of him...

The make-up artist blushed and secretly looked at him, Yang Tinghuai greeted him: "Yo~! Zhengming, you're here~!"

"You let go of him cough cough..." Gu Zhengming covered his mouth and coughed, Yang Tinghuai blinked and said, "Zhengming, are you sick? I've known you for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen you sick~ !"

Zhong Hanrui walked up to Gu Zhengming, raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and said, "Fortunately, I don't have a fever." He was about to take his hand away, but Gu Zhengming held his wrist and said in a deep voice, "You don't have a fever." Touch again, really not?"

"No... Zhengming, let go..."

There was a smile on the corner of Gu Zhengming's lips, and the tenderness in his eyes that could drown someone, Yang Tinghuai narrowed his eyes.

After filming the morning scene, Gu Zhengming took out a box of old-fashioned pastries, Zhong Hanrui opened the box, his eyes lit up with joy: "Wow, it's rice sticks."

Drinking oolong tea and eating crispy glutinous rice sticks, Zhong Hanrui was serious about eating, more like a little rabbit.

Gu Zhengming looked at him and raised the corners of his lips.