"Mr. Rong wants to drink oolong tea?" Bai Weiming was a little surprised, and then silent, and replied, "But I didn't bring oolong tea."

Rong Junxian was stunned.

"Besides, drinking tea so late is not good." Bai Weiming's tone was neither strong nor light, "It's better to take a break earlier. You have a show to shoot tomorrow morning."

Bai Weiming said so, Rong Junxian took back half of his foot that had stepped into Bai Weiming's room.

The next day, Rong Junxian got up early and his assistant took him to the set to film. Rong Junxian looked at the assistant in the car, then looked at the back seat, and asked, "Why is Mr. Bai not with us?"

The assistant replied: "Mr. Bai may not have gotten up yet, right?"

Rong Junxian thought for a long time, picked up his cell phone, and sent a message to Bai Weiming: "Mr. Bai, the assistant said you haven't gotten up yet."

After sending it, Rong Junxian felt a little regretful. How can he send such a childish and boring word? A lukewarm mature man like Bai Weiming should not care at all, and he would think I was sick, right?

Thinking of this, Rong Junxian wanted to withdraw the news, but it was too late - when he was thinking about it and criticizing himself, Bai Weiming replied: "He was wrong."

When Rong Junxian saw the sudden reply, he became happy and pressed the reply with a click: "Then where have you been?"

"I went to the morning market to buy oolong tea for Mr. Rong."

Rong Junxian looked at the cold words on the screen, but his heart was warm and he smiled foolishly with his cell phone.

In the car, Rong Junxian hummed a song, which was very pleasant and relaxed. However, after getting off the car, he picked up his arrogant look and wanted to smile. When Rong Junxian entered the factory, some actors actually arrived earlier than him. It was Zhou Youqing, who played the female emperor. Because the makeup and hairstyle of the female character took more time, she came earlier than Rong Junxian. Zhou Youqing was very popular this time, and her salary and treatment were much higher than that of the "outdated movie emperor" Rong Junxian. She had her own exclusive dressing room, so she had not yet slapped her face with Rong Junxian.

Rong Junxian also had his own dressing room, so he went into his dressing room to put on makeup. He read the script while putting on makeup. After a while, an actor slipped in and gave Rong Junxian a local specialty as a meeting gift. Rong Junxian glanced at the male actor, but saw the little actor's baby face, dimpled, and looked familiar. The male actor reported to his house and said, "My name is Kunxing, I met him before."

Rong Junxian remembered that at the audition meeting, Yang Shuxi loudly said that he could win Zeng Fan's role, and that Kun Xing proposed that Zeng Fan's role was Rong Junxian.

When Rong Junxian thought of this section, he became more fond of the young actor, so he asked him to sit down and asked, "Where did you hear about it at that time? Is this character me?"

"Didn't everyone hear about this? And it should be you." Kun Xing said, "Can Yang Shuxi compare with you?"

Rong Junxian felt comfortable when he heard this.

Kun Xing said again: "Besides, senior... I have a question when acting. I wonder if I can ask you?"

"Tell me." Rong Junxian said with a smile.

Kun Xing said: "I see that when you are acting in ancient costume, you have a very good shape. But when I act, I feel like a modern person wearing ancient costume. When I take things, I feel like a modern person holding a mobile phone, and there is no charm. I don't know how to change it?"

"This situation is easy to solve, it's just taking a little time."

"I'm not afraid of spending time." Kun Xing said sincerely.

Rong Junxian replied without thinking: "You can take a look at the appreciation of Chinese figure paintings and a painting guide."

"What? Guide to Ancient Paintings?"

"Yes, the guide to ancient figure painting describes the postures of ancient figures in a very detailed way, precisely how to place fingers, face expressions, and neck tilt angles... For example, you said, I don't know how to take objects to look like ancient people. In these drawing guides, there are special chapters to introduce the postures of these figure paintings to take objects. You can find out after you refer to them." Rong Junxian said everything and talked endlessly, "In fact, we have never seen a real 'ancient people'. Most of the impressions of ancient figures come from ancient paintings. When you can master the postures of ancient figures, you can express the so-called 'ancient rhyme'."

Kun Xing suddenly realized: "So that's the case! I've really been taught!"

Rong Junxian nodded and said, "Actually, this method is also hard work, it takes a lot of time, and the effect may not be good. After all, the real dynamic behavior is still different from the one in the painting. You have to adjust it yourself."

"I understand, thank you for your senior." Kun Xing expressed his gratitude to Rong Junxian with a sincere face, and added contact information to Rong Junxian. Rong Junxian also took several books from the dressing room, including "Looking at the Evolution of the Handwriting of the Pen Holding the Handsome", "Several Positions of Ancient Painting Characters Viewing the View", "Classic Ancient Painting Techniques", etc., and they have read them several times and have notes.

Kun Xing took the book, thanked him and left.

Rong Junxian didn't have many scenes this day, and the shooting was relatively smooth. He could go back to the hotel at 10:00 pm. However, what made Rong Junxian a little disappointed was that Bai Weiming did not come to pick him up today.

Rong Junxian sent a message to Bai Weiming unhappily: "Didn't you say you want to accompany me throughout the journey?"

Bai Weiming replied: "There is something to do with work."

Rong Junxian said again: "Then can I still go to your place for tea?"

"Waiting for the great deportation." Bai Weiming replied.

So Rong Junxian went back to the hotel apartment and knocked on Bai Weiming's door excitedly. Bai Weiming also came to open the door quickly. He was wearing a home clothes and looked relaxed. Rong Junxian got into the apartment and saw a table in the center of the apartment hall, a computer was already placed on the table, and a tea had been brewed.

Rong Junxian was disappointed when he saw that the tea had been brewed. There was no reason why. He sat cross-legged, held the teacup and said, "Are you very busy at work? Aren't you the only one of me?"

"Do you only serve you?" Bai Weiming sat down in front of the computer, "Then you have to spend a lot of extra money."

Rong Junxian was choked and said unhappy while drinking tea: "Does it cost you to make tea?"

"This can be given away for free." Bai Weiming stared at the computer screen without saying much.

Rong Junxian held his cheek in anger and was bored, but the screen of his phone suddenly flashed and a message came. Rong Junxian grabbed the phone and looked at it, and said to Bai Weiming: "The director said he wanted to invite everyone to have a midnight snack together."

Bai Weiming said: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need." Rong Junxian was not angry, "I'm afraid there will be additional charges!"

Bai Weiming said again, "What if they advise you to drink?"

Rong Junxian also smiled: "Aren't you funny? I've been in the industry for many years, can't I handle this little scene of drinking? Take a shower and go to bed as soon as possible."

"No, I mean, if you drink wine, who will send you back? Assistant? I'm afraid that your assistant can't stand it."

Rong Junxian said, "It's okay, the assistant drinks it, I won't drink it."

"Don't you drink?" Bai Weiming was a little surprised.

"Yes, I never drink at a dinner party outside," said Rong Junxian.

Bai Weiming nodded: "No wonder you have such poor resources."

Rong Junxian was so angry that he put down his teacup and was about to leave.

Bai Weiming said again: "Since you don't drink and you are not particularly harmonious with them, why bother?"

"I'm not in harmony with you," said Rong Junxian, "Are I having tea with you yet?"

After saying that, Rong Junxian pulled his assistant to the late-night snack club that the director said, which was made of skewers, and there were already several actors and staff. Yang Shuxi and Kun Xing were also there. As soon as Rong Junxian sat down, Yang Shuxi raised his glass and said with a smile: "You are late, you should be fined!"

Rong Junxian smiled and said, "As we all know, the biggest punishment in "Zeng Fan Biography" is drinking Coke. I'd better drink Coke."

The assistant next to him also explained: "I'm sorry, our boss Rong is allergic to alcohol. Otherwise, I'll drink it for him!" As he said that, the assistant gave Rong Junxian a drink.

Yang Shuxi was particularly unhappy: "Oh, it seems that I am not ashamed to give my boss a drink! Let's come on the director!"

The director didn't say anything, but a middle-aged man came to see him. The director pointed at the man and said, "This is Mr. Qi, the boss of Xingteng Company!"

"Oh, it turns out it's Xingteng's boss!" Several young actors were already smiling and praising President Qi.

Mr. Qi said, "Oh, the actor is here too? Actor, come and go!" As he said that, Mr. Qi raised his glass and urged Rong Junxian to drink.

Rong Junxian still held the Coke and said with a smile: "Sorry, I can't drink."

The assistant also smiled and said, "Yes... Mr. Qi, sorry, I'll drink for him..."

When Mr. Qi heard this, his face turned cold: "Oh? It seems that I have no face. I can't invite the actor to drink!"

Rong Junxian has been in the industry for many years and never drinks at every dinner. He has long been used to this kind of rhetoric of "If you don't drink, you won't give face" and he looks like he doesn't give face.

Mr. Qi has attended dinner many times. This is the first time he saw such a discomfortable actor, and he consciously lost face. The assistant was also afraid that the capital boss would be unhappy and was busy smoothing out the situation: "How could he not give face? It's just that he is in poor health and cannot drink..."

"Why are you in poor health? I want to know!" Mr. Qi said coldly, "Since you are so poor, what kind of play should you do? You should go home and rest."

"Okay, I'll drink!" Rong Junxian said.

Everyone looked at Rong Junxian in surprise, not understanding why he suddenly changed his attitude. When Mr. Qi heard Rong Junxian say this, he thought that his threat had taken effect. However, Rong Junxian said again: "But my health is really bad, so I have to take medicine first." After that, he took out a box of cephalosporins, swallowed one in front of everyone, and shook the empty cup and said: "I have taken cephalosporins. Whoever wants me to toast, just give me a full cup!"

Everyone present had their faces turned pale. This usually persuaded him to drink, but who dared to pour him wine when he saw Rong Junxian in this situation? This was a matter of death. Even President Qi, who was like a domineering president just now, had a blue face, so it was hard to say anything.

The director stood up and smoothed out the situation and said, "Since you are not feeling well, go back to the hotel to rest early!"

"Okay, then I'll go back first, you guys." Rong Junxian stood up, turned around and left. The assistant followed him in fear and said in a panic look: "Oh my God, you offended everyone! How can this be good?"

Rong Junxian said, "It's okay, it's not the first time I have offended someone."

Rong Junxian spoke lightly, and the little assistant was already frightened. He called Bai Weiming to report the situation. After hearing this, Bai Weiming's voice was still very quiet: "Okay, I understand."

For some reason, when he heard Bai Weiming's tone calm, the little assistant also felt relieved.

Rong Junxian returned to the apartment. As soon as he finished taking a shower, he heard a knock on the door. He said angrily: "Who?"

"It's me." Bai Weiming's voice came through the door.

Rong Junxian was about to open the door, but suddenly he thought of something. He took off his home clothes, wrapped the bath towel on himself, and confirmed in the mirror that he was beautiful and absolutely eye-catching. Then he pretended to be halfway through the shower and went to open the door.
Chapter completed!