68. Rival play two

As the first and second male of the whole movie, and there is also a director who doesn't like to highlight emotional scenes, the rivalry between Blue Shirt and He Qing has also increased in time. (Below. Carry. floor.)

Lan Shirt found that Yan Yan really liked to watch him and He Qing Biao play, and even if they played too much, they wouldn't shout cards, but sat on the side with a blank face (Lan Shirt felt that he was laughing).

It's a cool feeling to find an opponent. However, he felt that He Qing still had some shortcomings.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, the next one is about to start." Xiao Hang stepped forward in a few steps, and the blue shirt followed Xiao Hang's pace while unbuttoning his military uniform.

The girl spoke quickly, and the blue shirt suddenly had a feeling of Dou Ming's upper body.

His recent filming is all about Qiao Lu's identity as an officer, basically in military uniforms, and there are very few Qiao Lu in robes. Many fans shouted on Weibo, Tieba, official website, etc. to see the photos of the blue shirt's robe.

The blue shirt inadvertently aimed at the interaction between Jiang Cheng and He Qing, and there was no wave in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little. He didn't understand why He Qing was hostile to him, obviously he hadn't provoked He Qing in this life. Before, Elolo whispered to him that after eating that night, all the topics of He Qing were pulling on the other half of the blue shirt.

What can you do if you know your baby's other half? The blue shirt is a bit tsundere.

Although I don't know what He Qing's backstage is, judging from the few TV series he has filmed before, his backstage is not so hard.

But since the idea hit him, how can he do it without a counterattack.

The blue shirt was thinking as he got dressed. When he went out in his robe, Xiao Hang's eyes widened.

The blue shirt of the military uniform is very sharp, and even if it is smiling, it is like a sword about to be unsheathed, and the edge is so sharp that it makes people shudder.

And the blue shirt of the robe seems to have turned into a tall tree, tough and silent, a little gentle but not as bookish as Song Yiren's image. It's more eye-catching and fascinating.

Xiaohang quickly adjusted his emotions, but he was secretly thinking in his heart, why did he choose the actor at that time? It seems that the blue shirt is more suitable for the role of Song Yiren. At least in terms of appearance, the blue shirt is more suitable than He Qing.

Blueshirt didn't know what she was thinking. His eyes were heavy, his mind turned around, and he asked, "Xiaohang, do you know how to contact the screenwriter?" ”

"Huh? Screenwriter? Do you mean meat buns? Xiao Hang blinked, looking familiar.

"Yes. I have some things I want to discuss with the screenwriter, but I'll talk to the director about it in a moment. The blue shirt smiled, doesn't He Qing pay much attention to his first movie, then create a little bit of topic.

……

Strict is where the director should be, and he rarely has time to leave that place at the end of the day.

"Director." Blueshirt handed over a can of coffee.

Yan Yan rubbed his temples and looked up at the blue shirt. "Thank you."

"Coffee also comes at a price."

"Don't be delusional about what to add." Yan Yan pulled away the coffee, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and the blue shirt still felt that he was laughing.

The two sat behind the monitor, chatting with each other. Yan is very strict in shooting, and he has always had a paralyzed face, and even the assistant director didn't have the courage to come to him. In fact, just from the chat, Yan Yan is a very funny uncle.

A can of coffee was almost drunk, and the cool breeze was blowing with some of the coming heat.

"Don't talk nonsense, you also go and rest for a while, we're going to continue shooting."

"I'm serious." Blueshirt rolled his eyes. "I have some opinions on the script to talk to you."

Yan Yan's eyes widened in surprise, few actors came to him to tell him the script, and almost every time it was basically the final word. "Do you have any opinions?"

The blue shirt tells him about his plans for the script.

Listening carefully to every word he said, he didn't hear a word about adding drama to himself, but the male He Qing had a lot more scenes.

"If I'm not mistaken, you and He Qing don't deal with each other." The director is not in all activities, but he is in control.

The blue shirt shrugged his shoulders, he and He Qing were so high, but they were irrelevant to each other off the set, He Qing seemed to have torn his face with him, and there were no more polite words, the two of them just greeted each other on their faces and had no follow-up words.

"Just because I don't deal with it doesn't mean I don't care about the overall situation." The blue shirt replied with a smile, just as Xiao Yue came over, and he stood up. The sun was a little dazzling, and the blue shirt closed his eyes, feeling the warmth from nature, "I also have my own little selfishness." After speaking, he walked towards Xiao Yue.

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, this little guy (the blue shirt is a child to him) still has his own thoughts.

"Okay, you can talk to the screenwriter after the break." Grim waved his hand and chased him away, intending to enjoy some time to himself.

……

Today there is a fight between Qiao Lu and Song Yiren in the Haicheng Glory Song and Dance Hall.

The units were ready, and the dimly lit dance halls of that era, with their bells and whistles scattered through the faint smoke, revealed a strange space. Only the place where the upper class of Haicheng has a pastime, whether it is money or profit, is poured out in the colliding wine glass.

This is the best place to talk about things.

Joe Lu sat on the couch, a position reserved for him. The singing and dancing on the stage, and the drunken fans off the stage seem to have nothing to do with this small space.

He slowly touched the rim of his glass, waiting for something.

In a moment, the waiter brought in a man. This person is different from the suit and leather shoes around him, and his cloth robe is a little out of place.

"Brother Song." Qiao Lu didn't stand up, but stood up slightly and said hello.

"Brother Qiao is really good today." Song Yiren looked around and smiled, not embarrassed at all.

Qiao Lu raised his eyes and was about to speak, when a commotion sounded, and his eyes couldn't help but look over there, a woman was pulling a man's hair and making a big noise.

"What's going on?" Qiao Lu frowned and invited the waiter, it turned out that it was a man who came out to find an affair, but was found by his wife and staged a farce.

Qiao Lu asked the waiter to settle the matter quickly. His face was tired and heavy, and the events of the past few days had kept him busy, and even the iron man would be overwhelmed.

A strange light flashed on Song Yiren's face. "Brother Qiao looks tired."

Qiao Lu waved his hand. "Mr. Song seems to have a lot of confidence in himself?"

"Where, who am I, Mr. Qiao, don't you know?" The two have changed their names as brothers, and their smiling eyes are full of struggle.

"Heh, I really don't know who Mr. Song is. How can the affairs of Haicheng have nothing to do with Mr. Song these days? ”

Song Yiren smiled and stared at Qiao Lu fiercely. "Now that the crisis in China is imminent, Mr. Qiao won't know it, right?"

"I'm just listening to Shangfeng's words, you don't need to talk to me about these things."

The two looked at each other, and Song Yiren suddenly stood up, pulled Qiao Lu's collar and looked hideous: "Do you know what family hatred and national hatred are?" Do you know what it's like to have your lover die in front of you? ”

Qiao Lu's fist that was about to smash down paused when he heard his second sentence, and then he just broke away from his hand and straightened his clothes. "I'm sorry I didn't understand what you said, but again, I need to do it here."

Qiao Lu just wanted to raise his feet, and a figure collided with him, Qiao Lu quickly grabbed the other party, and the figure was planted on him.

He hurriedly pushed the man away, ignoring the other party's pitiful appearance, and touched himself, and the woman immediately turned around and walked away from the crowd when she saw that the situation was wrong.

"Catch her!" Qiao Lu snapped, he didn't lose anything, but the woman's appearance made him feel wrong. Qiao Lu turned his head abruptly and met Song Yiren's gaze.

The two looked at each other across the crowd and saw the flame in each other's eyes.

Joe Lu clenched his fists.

……

When the blue shirt went to find the screenwriter, it was Xiaohang who took him there. I don't know the screenwriter's full name, Xiaohang said that just call her meat bun.

Meat buns? What a ghost name. But when you think of the other party's professional blue shirt, you can figure it out, pen name.

"Ah yes, Meatbag is a foodie, and food is the best thing to seduce her." Xiao Hang smiled, and his chest trembled to attract people's attention.

Foodie! It's just the same thing. The blue shirt's eyes lit up, and he suddenly regretted not letting Xiao Yue buy two catties of crayfish first, the two of them could chat while eating, as the so-called all business is negotiated at the wine table.

When he met the screenwriter, the other party was in a small dark room, the faint fluorescence on the computer reflected her face, only to see a pair of hands tapping on the keyboard rapidly, the ticking sound was endless, the eyes were fixed on the screen, and there was a burst of laughter of unknown meaning.

Smack. The lights are on.

People accustomed to the darkness closed their eyes uncomfortably. When I turned my head, I saw two people standing at the door of the room.

"Whew!" Howl. Meat buns are scrambling to shut down something on the computer. The blue shirt has good eyes, and I saw a few words on her computer document, "[Joe X Song] dark night, outdoor, cross-dressing bundle play"

Hehe, I don't understand what I'll say? The corners of the blue shirt's mouth curled.

Xiao Hang stepped forward and rubbed the face of the meat bun, "Don't code your little H/Wen, the blue shirt has something to tell you." ”

Meatbag stared at her wide-eyed. Exposing her really big husband in front of others? What about friendship? How long is the earth?

The blue shirt couldn't help but laugh, and coughed twice to attract the attention of the two women. "I have some thoughts on the ending. It has been discussed with the director. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but if you have anything else in mind, you can get out."

The blue shirt didn't mind, he repeated what he said to the director and the screenwriter again. Although the screenwriter is a girl, she will not be confined to herself if she can write such an atmospheric script.

The more he spoke, the brighter his eyes became, and when he finished speaking, he handed over his treasured braised duck tongue, and then talked about his opinion.

"Oh...... This ending is more complete than I thought...... Eh, this duck tongue is delicious. The blue shirt's eyes lit up when he tasted it.

"yes, yes."

"Let me tell you, there is a crayfish restaurant two streets away that is delicious, and I will bring it to you next time."

"Okay, a small wonton outside the film and television city is super authentic, and there is no one in that soup."

Xiao Hang stood aside and listened to them, dumbfounded.jpg

Aren't you guys talking about the script? Aren't you talking about business? One person, one duck neck, what's going on, hey.