“…”

Gu Yanzhou's current appearance - his collar was torn apart by Shao Si, and his collar was still tilted.

The two of them had almost the tips of their noses.

Whether it is breathing, breathing, or even the smell on the other person's body, they are too close to each other.

Shao Si's eyes fell on the corner of the man's mouth with stiff and indifferent lines in front of him, and then the line in his mouth was stuck.

Director Ou initially thought that the two of them wanted to change the show. Sometimes, as the actors took on the role, they would make some appropriate adaptations based on them.

The deputy director was about to call them out, but was stopped by Director Ou.

Director Ou solemnly stood up from his seat and waved his hand to analyze: "You can experience it carefully. Their silence is now... I think it's very subtle."

The assistant director was confused, but what the director said was, so he grabbed the back of his head, stood beside Director Ou, and watched for a while: "What's the point?"

Director Ou: "...I didn't see it either, but don't rush to infer it first, and then look down."

However, further down, Shao Si said to them apologetically: "Sorry, director, I forgot the words."

Director Ou lost all face in front of the assistant director. He threw the script in his hand into a paper tube on the table, and was so angry that he came out: "If I take off my pants, give it to me..."

"Director Ou, don't be so sarcastic," Gu Yanzhou stood up from Shao Si to smooth things over, walked over, picked up the water from the table with a few fingers, and said while unscrewing the bottle cap, "He is still a child."

Director Ou: “…”

Shao Si remained calm and followed Gu Yanzhou to talk about the topic: "I'm still young and can't listen to pornographic jokes."

Hey, you little couple! So irritating!

Director Ou turned down and stared at the sight of his beard and said, "...Okay, but you guys, take a break first and continue in five minutes." As soon as the words finished, Director Ou turned around and shouted to the extras behind him: "The team was a little messy just now. Why did you stand opposite the No. 3 camera position, why did you feel so reluctant to leave when you died? Do you want to steal the show?"

When Director Ou left, Shao Si was still sitting on the ground, reflecting on whether he had been too tired recently.

Otherwise, how could it be like being caught in an evil spirit?

In fact, when he just looked at Gu Yanzhou, he was distracted and just thinking about a question: this person doesn’t seem that ugly either.

If Li Guangzong heard this, he would probably be so moved that he kowtowed, thinking that his blindness was finally saved.

As I was reflecting, a chill came from my cheeks.

Looking up, Gu Yanzhou half bent over and put another bottle of water on his face: "I couldn't even say the lines when I looked at me just now?"

...

Shao Si took the water and said, "Thank you, but you seem to think too much."

"Yeah?"

Gu Yanzhou didn't say anything, but he restored the scene he had just made, pressing Shao Si's shoulder down, and holding his arm in his ear.

Shao Si didn't hold the water in his hand firmly, and the bottle of water rolled out several times.

He blinked and read out the line he had forgotten just now: "I just can't stand you, and always look arrogant... A bed bug like you who is leaning on the medal of great achievements of your fathers, twisting in front of me, I just feel sick."

Gu Yanzhou looked at him for a while and let go, "Forgetting words is a taboo, which means that the homework is not done well, and the impression left by people is also very bad. Fortunately, Director Ou doesn't care."

Shao Si lowered his head: "Well, I know, I'm really sorry."

"When I was very young, I had to go to the zoo on my birthday." Shao Si threw the alpaca at the head of the bed and continued to sort out other things. "But I was in poor health at that time and could not go out casually. As a result, Butler Wang bought this for me."

Shao Si rarely mentions his family affairs. Li Guangzong had been surprised before. He had never seen him call his parents, nor had he heard him mention his family... Now, when he comes to the scene, he is still a "steward".

"Dad, there is a housekeeper in your house?" Li Guangzong chewed these two words carefully and felt that no matter how he thought about it, he showed a tyrannical smell.

Shao Si paused: "Well, but he has passed away."

This kind of sad topic is naturally not suitable to continue. Although Li Guangzong was very curious, he could only say: "Sad to mourn."

Director Ou is a very good at making things happen. He quickly brought other people to visit and said a lot of things that he wanted him to treat the hotel as his own home, and talked about how good the service level here was. He looked like a lobby manager: "...I tell you, this place is really good. There are several fried skewers across the street. Let's go and take a few tricks."

"Director Ou, I won't go." Shao Si was held by him, trying to break away but couldn't force him. He slowed down and said, "There is still a chance tomorrow."

"Young people, how can you live without rich y:e!"

"..." Seeing that he was energetic and irresistible, Shao Si had to follow him.

Fortunately, when we were approaching the entrance of the hotel, we met Gu Yanzhou and Chen Yang halfway, so Shao Si stopped and glanced at Gu Yanzhou.

Gu Yanzhou quickly understood and walked up to pull Shao Si over. He pretended to be unintentionally and said, "What are you doing? Didn't you agree to come to my room to play against each other?" Only then did he avoid Director Ou's devil's claws.

"Director Ou, is this happening every day?" Shao Si walked beside Chen Yang and took the elevator back to the upper floor together, "I am so energetic."

Gu Yanzhou pressed the floor button and said slowly: "Maybe it's lonely. He has no companion around him when he is old. It's okay when he is busy, but he can't help feeling deserted when he is free."

Shao Si leaned against the side and said casually: "Oh, that's it."

It was already night and it was getting dark. Director Ou and his team were drunk and walked towards the hotel.

The deputy director watched Director Ou stop as he walked, leaned against the railing and retching, walked over and patted his back: "Are you okay? I'll help you over."

Director Ou waved his hand, and his voice didn't sound like he was drunk at all, but he was a little calmer. He said, "You guys go first, I'll be quiet alone."

After all the people had dispersed, Director Ou bent over and covered his face. After a while, a lyrics choked up: "...The grievances are hard to describe. Now the sky opens its eyes, and revenge comes to avenge the grievances, and his face is full of spring breeze."

...

The spring breeze is on the face and turns to the hall.

Ye Xuan sat on the bed, spreading an old notepad on his legs, slowly moving the seven words through his fingertips, and finally stagnated for a while on the word "turn".

The notepad has been around for many years. Its paper is yellow and has a little wrinkled. It looks very fragile, as if it can be poked by accident.

The handwriting on the paper is exquisite and delicate, and the slender body can be vaguely seen through these words by the person who wrote these words many years ago.

Ye Xuan turned over a page gently, and his eyes fell on the last page, on the sloppy lines of words.

April 14, 1998.

Maybe only when filming, following the script and facing the lights can I forget myself.

But I still don't understand why I am such a person?

The weather outside the window began to be dull. Director Ou opened his eyes in a daze. The back of his hand suddenly became cold and a few drops of fine water droplets were stained.

He looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!