Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

""Returning Love" has three shots and 18 times in 7 scenes, Action!"

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"The loss of martial arts is not the same as a disabled person."

"Ordinary people may be like this, but I am the host on the twelfth floor."

"Then don't be the landlord!"

"dream."

……

"Stop, stop, stop..." the director Fue called to stop the scene, and beckoned the two actors over, "How many times? Count yourself, huh? It's been seven times, what's going on with you two? It's as simple as that." Is it like this to read a simple four-sentence sentence? According to this progress, can we continue to shoot?"

The director wandered around between the two, seeing that they still didn't want to communicate at all, he waved helplessly, Yan Heng turned around and left, Xie Wuqiu was stopped by the director: "Hey, Xiao Xie, come with me."

Yan Heng returned to the lounge, pulled off the cloak that made him panic, turned on the small fan and sat on the recliner, closing his eyes and resting his mind.Tongque, an actor from the same group, knocked on the door after a while and came in. Seeing that no one else was there, she walked over with a smile.

Yan Heng half opened his eyes, saw that it was her, and closed them again.

"Brother Yan, it's been a while since I started working. Why do you look so tired?" Tongque used to be Yan Heng's assistant before her debut. Happily, she even walked over to massage Yan Heng's shoulders out of habit.

Yan Heng accepted it calmly.

"It's not the one whose surname is Xie." Yan Heng snorted coldly, "If you don't know how to act, just go and sing well."

"Oh, it's not like you don't know, he is the producer of Fangsai." Tongque lowered his voice, "Brother Yan, just bear with it."

Yan Heng kept silent with a cold face.The producer said hello to him at the beginning, saying that the other party is a traffic niche, good-looking and easy to get along with many fans, acting skills just bear with it, they have already found someone who fits the character as much as possible to act, As long as he acts in his true colors, no acting skills are required.

Hehe, acting in his true colors?So that person is actually a big idiot?

——Yan Heng thought so from the very beginning.

Sure enough, life is full of surprises.After Xie Wuqiu joined the group, he understood what nemesis is.

The light at the top of the lounge suddenly flickered a few times, made a puffing sound, and suddenly went out.

Tongque tsk-tsk: "I'll call some support staff to fix it."

"No need." Yan Heng stood up in the dark, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked around, and saw Xie Wuqiu's prop sword under Xie Wuqiu's resting platform. Yan Heng fished out the sword and stabbed it at the light bulb. After two clicks, the light turned on again.

Bronze Sparrow: "..."

Yan Heng was about to throw away the props and swords, when the door of the lounge was opened, and Xie Wuqiu stood at the door with an unhappy expression on his face.After he saw what Yan Heng was doing, the corner of his mouth twitched: "I said why is there a piece missing from the hilt of the sword kissing the neck, and I thought it was from the beating scene."

Yan Heng threw the sword back to him with a blank expression: "It's because the quality of the props is too poor. I'll ask the director to change the iron ones for you later."

Xie Wuqiu took the sword, but remained motionless at the door.Yan Heng glanced at him, feeling displeased: "Why, the director didn't talk to you about the play carefully, and let you come back so soon?"

"The film is for two people, we don't have a tacit understanding, and we can't pass this film any more." Xie Wuqiu said dryly, "The director asked me to talk to you."

Yan Heng sat back, stared straight ahead, motionless, Tongque understood him, she was angry in her heart, wondering how to punish him, she hurried forward to press Yan Heng, and shouted in a comforting tone Voice: "Brother Yan." She glanced at Xie Wuqiu and sighed, "Brother Yan, please communicate with each other, I'm going out first."

Xie Wuqiu sent Tongque away from the corner of his eye, snorted, and strode to his resting table to pick up the script. He didn't know what he was flipping through, which made Yan Heng a little strange. He squinted over and asked Sentence: "Looking for what?"

"I'll see when the Tongque is finished!" Xie Wuqiu snorted, "I'm hanging around with you every day, I'm afraid people don't know that she used to be your assistant, right?"

A look of "Are you sick?" appeared on Yan Heng's face, and he rolled his eyes towards the sky: "It's none of your business."

sizzle... sizzle...

The light turned on within 2 minutes, and then went out again.Looks like it should be replaced.Yan Heng took out his mobile phone impatiently and prepared to make a call.

Xie Wuqiu went to the lamp with the kiss neck, and poked it three times.

"Snapped--"

The light bulb went off.I don't know which parts and what parts still jingle and roll down a few.

Yan Heng: "..."

Xie Wuqiu: "..."

Xie Wuqiu hurriedly threw away the "murder weapon", and looked at Yan Heng with his hands behind his back: "Don't tell the director...there are still scene managers, and other people..."

Yan Heng: "...Then tell me what to do with this lamp."

Xie Wuqiu: "Change it yourself!" After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the lounge. After a long while, he found a light bulb from nowhere, held it in his hand, ran in like a thief, closed the door, stretched his arms and handed it to Yan. Heng in front of you.

Still nervous.

Yan Heng: "...Where are you offering flowers?"

Xie Wuqiu: "..."

Yan Heng: "Change it yourself? Who are you waiting for?"

Xie Wuqiu pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yan Heng: "...are you waiting for me?"

Xie Wuqiu lowered his head.

Yan Heng: "You can't even change a light bulb??"

waste! !Yan Heng scolded Xie Wuqiu a hundred times in his heart, grabbed the light bulb with his hands, and gouged out Xie Wuqiu's eyes in the half-dark light.

Xie Wuqiu found a ladder for him, stood under the lamp, turned on the flashlight for him, and made a gesture of "please" graciously.

Yan Heng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have common sense, go and turn off the lights first."

"Oh oh oh!" Xie Wuqiu ran back and forth like lightning and wind, and once again made a "please" to Yan Heng.

Yan Heng took another deep breath, stepped on the first step and the second step of the ladder, and took another breath, the third step... Then, he held the ladder handrail tightly, and glanced at Xie Wuqiu as if unintentionally: "You , Are you ready?"

"En!" Xie Wuqiu put his hand on the ladder cooperatively.

In fact, this kind of herringbone ladder does not need help, he thought to himself.Then, he didn't know whether he was dazzled or what, he seemed to see Yan Heng's legs trembling a little.

Xie Wuqiu looked up and saw Yan Heng slowly replaced the old light bulb, and handed the light bulb to him bit by bit like a slow-motion playback, without even twisting his neck in his direction.

Xie Wuqiu took it over and asked, "Senior Yan, aren't you...afraid of heights?"

"Shut up." Yan Heng said, the whole person stiffly walked down one step, and then the next step.

That's right, the legs are really shaking.Xie Wuqiu laughed suddenly, and left the ladder with both hands.Yan Heng saw this movement from the corner of his eye, and he was about to attack immediately, but in the next second, Xie Wuqiu suddenly hugged his leg, and carried him off the ladder.

Yan Heng almost cried out, but his face in front of his junior made him hold back.He stared at Xie Wuqiu who was "on a whim" with a livid face, but now he was completely soft in the arms of the other party, and he didn't even think about scolding him for a long time.

Xie Wuqiu supported Yan Heng's leg with one hand, and stuck to Yan Heng's back with the other. He actually hugged him like this, looked at him, and didn't let go of him for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before Yan Heng cleared his throat and pushed Xie Wuqiu: "Are you practicing arm strength?"

Xie Wuqiu responded unexpectedly: "En."

Yan Heng blushed unbearably: "Put me down."

Xie Wuqiu didn't speak.

Yan Heng pressed the back of his neck unceremoniously.

Xie Wuqiu yelled "Aww": "What?? You carry a needle with you??" He hugged Yan Heng in a daze and did not let go. He turned around twice, like a dog chasing its own tail. Da Sha Mao subconsciously twisted his neck to see what was going on behind him.

Yan Heng spread out his hands, a screw lying in the palm of his hand.That's the way repairing things is, there are always extra parts that come out of nowhere.

Xie Wuqiu looked at Yan Heng resentfully, Yan Heng avoided his gaze and said, "Put me down quickly!"

What if someone came in and saw the two of them...Yan Heng couldn't think anymore, and kept urging Xie Wuqiu.

Xie Wuqiu didn't know what kind of fake medicine he took, but he didn't let go, he turned Yan Heng up, hugged him more tightly, and before Yan Heng got angry, he took the lead and said: "I seem to know how to act .”

"Ah?" Yan Heng didn't expect him to say such a sentence suddenly, and he forgot in a daze that he was just about to strike again.

"...But I don't seem to know."

"..." Yan Heng looked at him helplessly, "Do you know, or don't you know?"

"I don't know." Xie Wuqiu wanted to pull his hair, "I don't know if you know." But he couldn't move his hand, so he just scratched Yan Heng's hair messily.

Yan Heng: ...I will bear it.If this guy gets the hang of it, everyone will be able to relax in the future, and save the director from swearing every day.

Yan Heng earnestly said: "Then... tell me? Maybe I can help you?"

Xie Wuqiu hesitated for a moment, and said: "I couldn't figure out the script before, why did you say that I followed you all the way and helped you save you without any regrets? If you say that I approached you with a purpose, but after that, I obviously have a chance, why do I continue to help you save you? What is it, sympathy? Loyalty? It seems that it is not enough."

Yan Heng was a little surprised. He thought it would be good if this kid could read the script carefully, but he didn't expect to think about the characters seriously. He asked hesitantly: "Then, what do you think is the reason?"

"I think..." Xie Wuqiu was thinking hard, but suddenly lowered his head, stared at Yan Heng seriously, and said, "I think I might like you."

Then he raised his eyebrows again: "But, but, no, it shouldn't be... This drama is not..."

Yan Heng's expression at that moment was very delicate and tangled. He asked tentatively, "You...don't know that the original story of this play is actually...?"

"Ah?" Xie Wuqiu looked bewildered, "Is there an original book for this bad drama?"

Yan Heng quickly turned his face away: "Oh, no, I also guessed."

Xie Wuqiu frowned suspiciously: "Really?"

"Yes. Otherwise."

Xie Wuqiu was noncommittal.

"Where are the people? Where are the two big living people? Isn't it in the lounge?"

"It doesn't seem to be there, the lights over there are dark."

"If you're not here, you can be in—"

The door of the lounge was pushed open suddenly, someone turned on the light, and the lounge was as bright as day.The director and a group of people stood at the door, staring into the room as if in a daze.

The two of them were immersed in the conversation just now, and they didn't pay attention to what was said outside.at this time……

Yan Heng wanted to find a hole in the ground to drill in, he pinched Xie Wuqiu's arm and gritted his teeth: "Put me down."

Xie Wuqiu turned around, glanced at everyone's faces, stopped on the director, and grinned: "Director, Brother Yan and I are communicating. Didn't you say that we don't have a tacit understanding?"

"Oh." The director took a step back in a daze, "Go ahead. Come over in 10 minutes and take another one."

As he spoke, he pushed back the people who were crowding forward behind him, and closed the door.

Two seconds later, the door opened again, a hand reached in, pressed the light switch, then quickly pulled it away, and closed the door tightly again.

"What were Yan Ge and Xiao Xie doing just now? The task assigned by the director?"

The field recorder and the coordinator of the large troops who deliberately lagged behind hooked their shoulders together and whispered in the back: "Didn't you hear that the two of them were at odds? Why just now..." The field recorder winked at his companion exaggeratedly, as if implying something serious thing.

"Ouch, it's not that there's no discord, but it's just a little strange, just yesterday, you didn't come, you don't know—"

The coordinator began to criticize, saying that Yan Heng was reading the script on the set yesterday, and Xie Wuqiu rode a swivel chair and circled around Yan Heng ten meters away.Half an hour later, while Yan Heng was still reading the script, Xie Wuqiu took a mobile phone and pretended to be taking selfies, but actually secretly took pictures.After another half an hour, Yan Heng was still reading the script, and Xie Wuqiu practiced throwing grapes with his mouth while holding the prop grapes, and "missed" throwing grapes on Yan Heng's body every now and then.

When Yan Heng finally closed his eyes and rested his mind, covering the script and wanted to take a nap, Xie Wuqiu ran over to play with his eyelashes again.

Then Yan Heng woke up, became angry, and ran to the director to complain, asking the director to "clean up the kindergarten children on the set", that's what the original words said.

"Wow, Brother Yan is too serious. I think Xiao Xie is very funny. He laughs wherever he goes. Only Brother Yan doesn't laugh."

The coordinator pushed his eyes, and looked at the record with the eyes of an adult looking at a child: "I didn't laugh either."

Chang Ji gave him a white look: "Sure enough, fans follow idols. Do you have any objections to our little Xie?"

The coordinator said: "It was quite naive."

The scene recorder was upset, looked around for a while, and quietly said to the coordinator: "Do you think it's obvious that our crew is clumped together? That's right, those people on the [-]th floor are all facing Brother Yan, and they don't deal with Xiaoxie. I Let me tell you secretly, I saw Xiao Xie has a small notebook, which recorded the time of Miaowu Bronze Sparrow Liushang Ye Yinfeige's finishing time, and he would cross out one after killing one, and those who didn't know thought he had a grudge against them."

Coordinator: "..."

Coordinator: I'm going to go back and tell Brother Yan quietly!Tell him to be careful Xie Wuqiu!

""Returning Love" has three shots and 18 times in 8 scenes, Action!"

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"The loss of martial arts is not the same as a disabled person."

"Ordinary people may be like this, but I am the host on the twelfth floor."

"Then don't be the landlord!"

"dream."

……

"Cut!" The director applauded, "It's over. Hey, this time is very good, the communication is very effective."

"Thank you director for the compliment!" Xie Wuqiu grinned.

Yan Heng turned his head and did not speak.But he left without turning around.

Director: "Take another close-up shot, Xiao Xie grabs Yan Heng's sleeve, and Yan Heng throws it away."

"Okay, no problem." Xie Wuqiu was full of enthusiasm.

The camera advanced to the front and took a close-up of the part. At this time, the sound was silent. Xie Wuqiu's hand movements were realistic, but his face was smiling like a beating. When he caught it, he deliberately called out: "Yan Heng brother~"

Yan Heng threw off his sleeves: "Get out =="

"Okay, keep one more."

"Brother Yan Heng~"

"Get out of here!!"

When the cameras were all gone, Xie Wuqiu was still deeply involved in the scene, clutching Yan Heng's sleeve and running around: "No, brother?"

Yan Heng couldn't shake it off, so he tugged on his sleeve: "I don't have an unfilial brother like you."

In the distance, suddenly there was a roar from the director——

"Why is there another gap in the kissing neck!!! Everyone said that the funds are insufficient to cherish the props!! Who can do it, get out of here!!!"

Yan Heng and Xie Wuqiu's backs stiffened at the same time, and they stopped arguing. The moment the director looked over at them, they held each other's hand tacitly.

Xie Wuqiu rubbed Yan Heng's fingers repeatedly and smiled harmlessly: "Well... I remembered something that I need to ask my brother for advice."

Yan Heng squeezed his hand instead, and said kindly, "Hehe, let's go into the room and talk."

The two got into the lounge without looking back.

The director touched his head and said to himself: "When did the relationship between the two of them get so good?"

The door of the lounge was closed heavily, Yan Heng shook his hand twice like plasticine, but he still didn't shake it off, and said with a fake smile: "You know how to act?"

"Understood." Xie Wuqiu smiled, suddenly hugged Yan Heng, leaned on his neck and whispered, "I will act as you want."

"Nicky, get out of the way! Are the two big men disgusting?" Yan Heng stabbed Xie Wuqiu with his elbow in disgust.

"It's not disgusting, I like you." Xie Wuqiu grabbed Yan Heng's arm and said cheerfully, "Really, I like you, senior. I want to understand, I really—"

Suddenly, both of them stopped.

"Hehehe...hehehe..." An awkward laugh sounded in the room.The reporter holding a small camera and a microphone stood up against the back of the chair with a look of "who am I and where am I?"

It was only then that Yan Heng remembered that he had an interview with a magazine today...

"Hahahaha, hahaha..." The reporter waved with an awkward smile, "sur, surprise?"

Yan Heng was expressionless.

Surprise.

Life is full of surprises.

The author has something to say:

The little angel said that he wanted to eat candy, the author rolled up his sleeves and prepared to give it a sweet treat, but finally found out... It seems that Xie Shaoxia is sweet in his heart, and Lord Yan is very broken 233

As compensation, I will give Xie Shaoxia to Lord Yan as a gift ()

(Kiss the neck: But what did I do wrong?)

Then the author will send out some small red envelopes at the end of the main text~ I wish everyone happy