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Zheng Yimo let go of Liu Bai's hand: "Look."

Liu Bai immediately picked up the script and looked at it anxiously, his face gradually became stiff.

Maybe it was the arrangement of fate that Liu Bai flipped through, and found probably the most ambiguous scene in the whole script, and it was not Huo Sicheng and any female character, but Shi Jin.

Zheng Yimo saw Liu Bai's inner struggle, and immediately emphasized: "Liu Bai, you can't go back on what you have agreed."

Liu Bai glanced at Zheng Yimo, his face was righteous and stern, as if Liu Bai was the only one with ghosts in his heart.

Liu Bai could only speak with difficulty: "Wait for me."

Zheng Yimo took the initiative to leave Liu Bai's side, sat aside, and nodded at him: "I'll wait for you to get ready."

Only then did Liu Bai lower his head and study this joke carefully.

He always recites his words quickly, and Shi Jin doesn't have many lines in this scene, Huo Sicheng is almost speaking alone.

He quickly put down the script, glanced at Zheng Yimo who was staring intently at him with his arms crossed, and suddenly regretted why he should meddle in this nosy business.

"Are you ready?" Zheng Yimo had been looking at Liu Bai, and he naturally caught Liu Bai's gaze. He asked, stood up, and walked towards Liu Bai.

Before Liu Bai could nod his head, Zheng Yimo was already beside him.

The tall figure is gradually approaching, full of presence, Liu Bai hardly needs to look at him, he can feel that Zheng Yimo is by his side.

There was also the smell of perfume that he was very familiar with, which was faintly pouring into his nasal cavity at this moment.

Liu Bai's lips that were about to open closed again.

Zheng Yimo's eyes were bright, fixed on him for a moment, as if they had fallen into the bottom of Liu Bai's heart, taking root and sprouting, as if he was looking at Liu Bai, and also seemed to be admiring a fine work of art.

Zheng Yimo would occasionally look at him like this, but never so openly, Liu Bai knew that it was not Zheng Yimo's eyes, but Huo Sicheng's.

He was standing opposite Liu Bai, staring at Shi Jin through Liu Bai.

This look in his eyes was completely different from when he was working with Xie Qiu.

Zheng Yimo moved his lips and called him, "Ah Jin."

Without hesitation, Liu Bai agreed to him.

"I regret every day after I left, why did I draw so many pictures of you for those wives, but didn't keep one for myself," Zheng Yimo couldn't help leaning forward, getting closer to Liu Bai, almost You can count Liu Bai's trembling eyelashes, "So I wanted to draw a picture myself, but I found that no matter how I drew it, it didn't seem to be your real appearance. Your real appearance is even more beautiful than what I remembered. , so don't reject me."

Liu Bai slightly avoided the fiery eyes cast on him: "I am no longer the person I was when I was young, probably not as good as the one you remember, you should draw something more beautiful and worth keeping, not me."

Zheng Yimo frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied with Liu Bai's words, he suddenly reached out and picked Liu Bai up in the air.

Liu Bai was surprised for a moment, this was something that was not written in the script, Liu Bai was naturally unprepared, and Zheng Yimo's action seemed to be his habit, he likes to hold Liu Bai to various heights He then leaned forward, and with two solid arms, he firmly trapped Liu Bai in that small world and could not escape.

Then in the next second, he will kiss him hard.

This time, Liu Bai thought that Zheng Yimo was going to do the same thing again, subconsciously leaned back for a moment, and blurted out at the same time: "Zheng—"

Zheng Yimo's hand suddenly touched his lips.

It seemed to be a silent reminder.

It was only then that Liu Bai discovered that Zheng Yimo was still in Huo Sicheng's role, so he seemed unprofessional.

I had no choice but to close my mouth again, feel Zheng Yimo's fingertips, with a slight body temperature, a little roughness that can be ignored, and slowly trace along the line of his lips: "Your lips, just Like petals, but you never smile when I draw you, and your eyes—”

Liu Bai frowned, but there was no play. What Zheng Yimo spit out lightly was not exactly the lines in the script, but it was much better than in the script.

His eyebrows were affectionate, his fingers slid slowly on Liu Bai's cheeks, and landed on those peach eyes, closed for a moment, his eyelids trembled slightly, and then slowly opened, reflecting Zheng Yimo's reflection, It also seems to have the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Zheng Yimo paused, his throat slid up and down for a moment, and then he spoke again: "It's a pity that they can only see a ten-thousandth of you from my paintings, you Let me draw again, now I am not the same as before, maybe I can draw the real you?"

Zheng Yimo went around and finally returned to the original lines in the script.

Liu Bai.According to the arrangement of the script, he still shook his head and did not agree to Huo Sicheng's request: "The portraits of me you drew before were thrown into the flames of war long ago. You are right, the ones I sang are indeed the songs of the subjugated country. So my voice was also lost in the flames of war, and now I can't sing anymore, it's best for me to leave quietly like this."

In the script, Shi Jin at this time seemed to be unable to sing anymore because he was injured in the war. He thought he would continue singing for the rest of his life, but suddenly it stopped abruptly like this, which made Shi Jin unacceptable. , even heartbroken.

Liu Bai empathized with Shi Jin's feelings.

Shi Jin could no longer perform on stage, just like he thought he would never be able to appear in front of the camera or on the screen again. Shi Jin opened his mouth to Huo Sicheng, but the words in his mouth were hoarse and shapeless, as if he had done it over and over again. Practicing form, practicing lines, but I don't know if I will receive the script.

Liu Bai's eyes flickered for a moment, full of uneasiness and deep hopelessness.

He is playing Shi Jin, and he seems to be playing himself.

Zheng Yimo, who has been paying close attention to Liu Bai's reaction and preparing to take over the play, easily discovered Liu Bai's emotional display at that moment.

Zheng Yimo is actually aware of his state.

When he faced Xie Qiu, he thought of Liu Bai because he passed him countless times, but he couldn't get into the role well.

And when the Shi Jin in front of him was replaced by the most suitable Liu Bai he had imagined.

Huo Sicheng and Shi Jin expressed their inexplicable feelings smoothly.

He could even use Huo Sicheng's mouth to say something in his heart.

For his status as actor, such a performance is indeed unprofessional.

But he can't overcome it now, because he can never hide his liking for Liu Bai.

At this moment, capturing Liu Bai's outgoing emotions, he subconsciously held Liu Bai's hand, and gently stroked Liu Bai's palm with his fingers.

He softly whispered in Liu Bai's ear, "Don't panic, I'm still here."

The palm of his hand itched slightly, Liu Bai wanted to shrink his palm like a conditioned reflex, but Zheng Yimo didn't give him this chance, and changed the direction of his fingers, clasping ten fingers with him.

The temperature in the palm rose rapidly, and even Liu Bai's face felt a different temperature. The moment he wanted to take the palm away, he suddenly heard Zheng Yimo's voice. The magnetism was still magical, and it was slightly hoarse .

But inexplicably makes people feel sexy.

Liu Bai was taken aback by the lines that didn't come from the script, and he didn't know how to answer the words for a while, but the unspeakable emotions that had just arisen fell to the ground.

He wanted to remind Zheng Yimo again that the lines were wrong.

But Zheng Yimo immediately said: "If you don't ask me to paint, that's all. As long as I am always by your side and looking at you, there is no need for a painting to replace you."

Well, back to the script again.

When Liu Bai saw this scene clearly, he wondered whether such a line could really pass the trial, but if it is forced to say that it is a "friendship" that is unyielding and unyielding, it seems to be explainable.

It's just that being watched by Zheng Yimo so affectionately at this moment, and holding hands with him, and saying it out of his mouth, not only is it not enough "brother", but it is even more ambiguous.

According to the original script, Shi Jin should nod firmly at this time, indicating that the two brothers will walk together for the rest of their lives, but Liu Bai couldn't say "um".

I don't know why, but he always feels that if he sends out this "um", it's as if he promised Zheng Yimo something.

And Liu Bai's obvious silence made Zheng Yimo's heart twitch for a moment, the strength in his hand increased a little, his face changed, but then suddenly stretched out, as if he had used the most patience in his life, and shouted: "Shi Jin."

Liu Bai didn't make a sound.

Hearing Zheng Yimo pause for a moment, as if deliberately distanced himself from the phrase "Shi Jin", he said again: "I love you."

Probably an illusion, Liu Bai felt his heartbeat suddenly stopped for a second.

Liu Bai's eyes blinked fiercely, and he heard Zheng Yimo's heart beating faster than his own, as if hearing hallucinations, his eyes moved up from Zheng Yimo's chest, and finally met Zheng Yimo's eyes inevitably, he froze For a moment, for some reason, he was caught in Zheng Yimo's serious and determined eyes, and he didn't come back to his senses.

The whole person seemed to be bewitched, and slowly straightened up, leaning forward slightly.

And Zheng Yimo got closer and closer.

Zheng Yimo's breath was close at hand, and those deceitful eyes doubled in size.

Suddenly he spoke again: "Whether you like it or not."

Liu Bai's excellent business ability once again played a huge role!

He was pulled back from the edge of deliriousness, as if he was afraid that he would be bewitched again, he turned his eyes sideways, and finally had a chance to speak: "Zheng Yimo, your line is wrong, it is not in the script. "

"It's not in the script, I played it on the spot," Zheng Yimo responded freely, with a frank voice, "The next paragraph is the same."

Before Liu Bai could react, Zheng Yimo leaned down and covered the lips he had just stroked gently, completing the action they had interrupted just now.

The clasped hands were cut behind him by Zheng Yimo, as if being forced, Zheng Yimo's body slowly squeezed in between Liu Bai's legs, with such strength that Liu Bai couldn't help but lean back , his waist could hardly bear the weight of Zheng Yimo pressing on him.

The tip of Zheng Yimo's tongue wandered, combing each tooth as if playing a piano, and fell back to his lips.

It was completely different from the previous few kisses, with a strong sense of eroticism and teasing.

It made it difficult for Liu Bai to cope.

Liu Bai gave up coping.

Zheng Yimo's kiss was so beautiful, Erbaiwu didn't install an anti-addiction system.

But Zheng Yimo kissed him for a while, but very consciously let go of Liu Bai.

Liu Bai's lips were soaked and shiny, his eyes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes. He looked at Zheng Yimo for a moment, and felt his feverish face again.

Zheng Yimo was in a good mood just because Liu Bai didn't resist him. He saw Liu Bai's blushing ears, pink neck, and Adam's apple that was sliding uncomfortably.

Can't help but want to bite.

But he can't do that.

After all, it is easy to suffer a fatal blow.

He didn't make a sound, as if he wanted to give Liu Bai time to react.

But Liu Bai didn't need such a long reaction time, he suddenly stood up and jumped off the table.

I believe Liao Zheng Yimo's evil!

As long as you are carried on the table, nothing good will happen!

He wanted to leave just like that, but Zheng Yimo blocked his way again, and he was in a dilemma, but he heard Zheng Yimo say: "This part is not very good, and it is better not to add it during the official filming."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Liu Bai's mind, and he nodded immediately, followed by Zheng Yimo's words: "I feel... too much emotion, the relationship between Shi Jin and Huo Sicheng doesn't need to be expressed like this."

After finishing speaking, she unconsciously bit her lips: "Your performance is good, there is nothing to criticize, just continue like this tomorrow."

Zheng Yimo nodded, he didn't want to let Liu Bai go just like that, he was thinking of saying something to attract Liu Bai's attention, but he saw his head hanging down, I don't know if it was shyness or something, he suddenly raised his head after a while, his eyes As soon as the light came on, the face that was deeply in love just now disappeared, and turned into the serious face that Zheng Yimo saw every day.

He patted Zheng Yimo, and suddenly called out: "Yes!"

Zheng Yimo let out a bewildered "ah", for a moment he didn't quite understand the connection between kissing and "have".

Liu Bai pushed aside Zheng Yimo who was blocking the way: "That's great!"

He decided to go out.

Zheng Yimo's face, which had been filled with the word "satisfied" just now, turned from sunny to cloudy in an instant.

As if she was a miserable girl who had just been raped by a scumbag, with wind, rain and lightning on her head.

Liu Bai, who appeared on the set the next day, seemed to be in a really good mood.

He stood with his hands behind his back, with a confident expression on his face.

Although he was careless yesterday and lost his position, but it was a blessing in disguise, and he gained inspiration on how to deal with Xue Po.

So the whole night he was in a state full of anticipation for the days to come.

Except when dreaming at night, I couldn't help having a dream that was difficult for outsiders, and the other half couldn't see the face clearly, but there was a misty aroma of pineapple mixed with smoke on her body.

As expected, Xue Po leaned towards Liu Bai's side as soon as he entered the set, with a dejected look on his face again: "Brother Liu Bai, regarding the part I made a mistake yesterday, I practiced for a long time after I got back, but I still feel that it is not good enough."

Liu Bai turned his head slowly and stared at Xue Po.

Xue Po felt terrified, scratched his head and asked pitifully, "Brother Liu Bai, why do you look at me like that?"

But Liu Bai waved his arm: "It's okay, let's do it again now."

Xue Po had never seen Liu Bai who cooperated with him so readily in rehearsal, and he immediately frowned and became happy.

The cooperation between him and Liu Bai is still perfect, and the kung fu has indeed been mastered, just like the two of them in front of Hu Shiyu.

After the rehearsal was over, Xue Po went to Liu Bai again: "Brother Liu Bai, how is this time?"

Liu Bai nodded: "Actually, when you auditioned with me, every play was very good."

Xue Po let out an unexpected "ah", and heard Liu Bai say again: "But no matter how good you are when you are with me, things will still happen."

Schapper nodded honestly.

"So, the question is not whether there is a big problem with your grasp of the performance." Liu Bai's eyes fell on Hu Shiyu, "Why don't you imagine Mr. Hu as me when you play against him?"

Xue Po was stunned for a moment, his face was startled and doubtful, switching back and forth, he asked hesitantly for a while: "Brother Liu Bai, you..."

"I'm not angry, I don't care, I'm narcissistic." Liu Bai finished the quick answer, refreshed, leaving Xue Po beautiful alone.

At the same time, Chen Nannan promptly reported to Liu Bai the situation on their set.

Zheng Yimo's performance was completely different.

He also received voices of admiration and admiration from onlookers who didn't know the truth.

Zheng Yimo quickly finished yesterday's NG scene, and then filmed a new scene.

The time of this scene was before yesterday's scene, and it was the part after Shi Jin and Huo Sicheng separated.

Liu Bai watched Zheng Yimo standing in front of the window for a while in the video, his eyes were endlessly longing, filled with endless longing, and then he quickly walked back to the desk and wrote a letter to Shi Jin.

In the era of war, no one knew whether the other party could still receive his letter, but Huo Sicheng continued to write persistently.

The camera moved to the paper, and Liu Bai recognized that it was actually Zheng Yimo's handwriting.

You go, I won't see you off.You come, no matter how windy or rainy, I will pick you up.

Not a love letter.

But it can force a trace of ambiguity, like Huo Sicheng and Shi Jin.

When work was over today, Liu Baifu returned to the hotel and saw Zheng Yimo waiting at his door.

Liu Bai blinked: "Didn't the filming go well today?"

Zheng Yimo's face changed: "I knew someone was telling you."

Liu Bai immediately shut up and stopped talking.

And Zheng Yimo didn't seem to care much about it, he didn't continue to ask who did it, but handed out the things in his hands unsmoothly.

Liu Bai lowered his head and took a look. It turned out to be a thin piece of paper, folded in half, with black handwriting faintly showing. He didn't know what it was.

"This is..." He opened it and took a look. Looking at the content and handwriting on it, he quickly understood that this is the prop used by Zheng Yimo for filming today.

It was the letter Huo Sicheng wrote to Shi Jin.

Zheng Yimo leaned against the wall, feeling a rare moment of embarrassment: "You taught very well yesterday."

"So when I write this letter, I am thinking of you."