69. Chapter 69
For the next period of time, Zhou An went to class and rehearsed during the day, and went home to read the script at night. had to find a fitness coach, and Song Yutao arranged a physical fitness class for him.
He was as busy as a spinning top, and he was about to turn out of outer space.
Guan Ce didn't have a time when he wasn't busy, and in this way, the chances of the two meeting plummeted.
On this day, Zhou An was tortured by the martial arts instructor all morning, and when he rested, he hung himself on the mat in the rehearsal hall and looked at the lights on the roof in a daze.
Zhao Jun came over with his water glass: "Brother Yuan, there will be a shooting of the inside pages of the magazine tomorrow." β
"What?! Isn't tomorrow the weekend? Zhou An almost jumped up.
"It's just because it's a weekend and you don't have classes to arrange work."
Zhou An looked at Zhao Jun's expression of reasonableness, and he didn't know where to complain. He raised his arm weakly and put it on his forehead: "I'm still going to ask Guan Ce to play." β
Zhao Jun finally understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "It's fast to shoot magazine covers, you can go on a date at night." β
Zhou Anxin thought, who is still in the mood to go on a date after standing in the spotlight all day!
Thinking of going to work on a good weekend, Zhou An was not in a state all day, and was actually named by the professor to stand up and answer questions because of his distraction during class in the afternoon.
When he was busy with all the things for today, he lay in bed and began to read the new script, but found that he couldn't read it.
After struggling for a while, he gave up, threw the script on the bedside table, picked up his phone and began to scroll through Weibo.
After brushing the hot list for a while, he still felt bored, thinking about it, and feeling that he was trying to take care of it.
Zhou An looked at the time, it was already past 10 o'clock, Guan Ce was still in the study at this time, and if he called him, he would definitely be ignored.
He was thinking about it, Guan Ce suddenly called, Zhou An was ecstatic, and hurriedly picked it up: "Are you done?" β
"Well, come over here."
"Huh? Will it affect you? Saying this, Zhou An has already begun to change his clothes and prepare to go out.
"I've got a script here, you can take a look." Guan Ce's tone was no different from when he was at work, and Zhou An could make up his serious appearance in a shirt and tie.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
The sound of the keyboard sounded on Guan Ce's side, and then he asked, "Zhao Jun is not here?" β
"I told him to go back." Zhou An found the car key behind the door, "I can only sleep in a small bed here, it's cold these days, I'm afraid he will get sick." β
Guan Ce snorted, and after a few seconds, he said, "Then you should be careful yourself." β
"I know." Zhou An said with a smile.
In the past, even if Zhou An had mixed up with a lot of crews, he was just an outsider, and there would be no paparazzi to follow him, and he would not be in the news because he went to deliver food to people.
At that time, he thought that as long as the actor acted well, he was not afraid of shadows, and scandals would be forgotten over time.
After so many lessons, he finally realized how naΓ―ve his previous ideas were, and only then did he deeply understand what "human words are terrible".
He has now learned to protect himself, for example, now, although it is already 10 o'clock in the evening, when he goes out, he still covers himself tightly.
Zhou An braved the cold wind to come to Guan Ce's house: "What good script have you seen?" β
Guan Ce saw that the tip of his nose was red from the cold, so he turned around and poured him a cup of hot water: "I just got it today, I read some of it, and I think it suits you very well." β
Zhou An covered his hands with hot water, pulled out a stool and sat down, slid the mouse, and read the script called "My Youth I Have Been Here" on the computer.
He flipped through a few pages, and pulled Guan Ce, who was standing on the side, into his arms and let him sit on his lap: "Don't move, let me warm up." β
Guan Ce was wearing only a thin cotton home coat, his back pressed against Zhou An's chest, and the other party's chin rested on his shoulder. Usually when the two of them walked together, they didn't feel it, but now when they got so close, they could find that Zhou An was taller than him and his shoulders were wider than him.
So, Zhou An reached out from under his armpit to hold the mouse, which was equivalent to holding him in his arms.
What embarrassed Guan Ce even more was that his feet couldn't fully step on the floor.
It's like a child......
Guan Ce was embarrassed in his heart, Zhou An's warm breathing was in his ears, and he was sitting on pins and needles.
Zhou An pulled Guan Ce into his arms, originally wanting to take the opportunity to get close to him, but he didn't expect the script of "My Youth I Came" to be very well written, and he was fascinated when he looked at it.
I don't know how long it took for Zhou An to feel the person in his arms move, and he came back to his senses from the story: "What's wrong?" β
Guan Ce shifted his position unnaturally: "You let me get up." β
Zhou An tightened the hand that hugged Guan Ce's waist, and looked at him with a tilted head: "No, I haven't seen you for many days, don't want to leave my side today." β
Guan Ce frowned slightly, his expression was a little embarrassed: "I'm going to the toilet!" β
"I'll take you!" Zhou An said, easily hugging Guan Ce.
"You!" Guan Ce glared at him.
Zhou An walked fast with a smile, and after carrying Guan Ce into the bathroom, he asked shyly, "Do you want me to help you?" β
Guan Ce kicked him open and closed the bathroom door with his backhand.
Zhou An laughed outside the door, and Guan Ce's blushing appearance was so funny.
After a while, Guan Ce came out, glared at Zhou An, who was leaning against the door of the bathroom, and walked over directly ignoring him.
Zhou An smiled, followed behind Guan Ce, and said: "I like this drama, but I'm almost 30 years old, is it appropriate to play a high school student?" β
Guan Ce didn't really want to pay attention to Zhou An, but when it came to work, he always couldn't hold back.
"You're a good fit, and you have a stylist, so you don't have to worry about that."
Zhou An saw that his method of using work to divert his attention worked, and continued: "I don't know much about the film industry, can I make this type of film?" β
"In recent years, youth movies based on nostalgia, love, friendship, dreams, etc. have become very popular, and the company is ready to launch a group of newcomers on the trend of 'youth'. The plan is for you and Gu Qi to star, Tu Jun and Tang Xuyao are the second male and female respectively. β
"Gu Qi?" Zhou An recalled for a moment, and suddenly his face changed, "Is that the woman who had to send her home last time?" β
Guan Ce picked up the table without care, Zhou An drank the rest of the water, took a sip, and nodded: "The newcomer who signed a contract with the company last year, I think it is very suitable for this role." β
Zhou An's expression was still stinky: "I play a couple with her?" β
Guan Ce glanced at him and didn't speak.
He didn't say that Zhou An also knew what Guan Ce meant, as an actor, distinguishing between work and life is a necessary skill.
Guan Ce was very disgusted to confuse the two, it was Zhou An who said this, if he were someone else, it would not be as simple as receiving a silent response.
Zhou An snorted and leaned on Guan Ce: "Does she like you?" There are so many people in the company, why did you take her to the appointment that time? β
The smell of vinegar in Zhou An's words could be smelled for ten miles against the wind, and Guan Ce helplessly pulled away his hand wrapped around him: "At that time, Producer Wang still had a role in the drama undecided, and it happened that he was there, so I took Gu Qi over to get acquainted." β
"What about her agent, why do you want your boss to come out?" Zhou An pursed his mouth, looking surprised.
Guan Ce looked at him quietly for a few seconds, leaned over and kissed the corner of Zhou An's mouth.
ββ¦β¦ Don't think that I'm not going to be angry. Zhou An got cheap and sold well, but unfortunately the smile on the corner of his mouth betrayed him.
Guan Ce pointed to the computer: "Are you still watching?" β
"Don't watch it, it's a little bit later, I have to sleep, take care of my spirits, and go to the studio to be watched tomorrow!"
Early the next morning, Zhao Jun went to Guan Ce's house to pick up Zhou An, but he didn't expect to meet Song Yutao in the elevator.
"Brother Song, are you going too?"
Song Yutao nodded: "Qiao Yuan shoots a magazine for the first time, I'll take a look." β
Zhao Jun remembered that Song Yutao used to be a model and won international awards. I don't know why, I changed careers to become a broker.
The two came to Guan Ce's house together, Guan Ce just got up, came out of the bedroom with a messy head of hair, saw the two, and nodded as a greeting.
Zhao Jun was used to seeing Guan Ce like this, Song Yutao was the first time he saw it, his eyes told Zhao Jun, he was surprised to see Guan Ce's appearance.
"Xiao Zhao is here? Wait a while, the noodles will be ready in no time! Zhou An heard the sound of the door closing and said in the kitchen.
Guan Ce walked to the kitchen door with his slippers and said to Zhou An inside, "Song Yutao is also here." β
"Oh?" Zhou An leaned out half of his body around the apron of the pink flower, and smiled at Song Yutao, who had not yet come back to his senses, "Then I have to wait a few more minutes, I only made breakfast for three people before." β
After speaking, Zhou An kissed Guan Ce on the forehead as if no one was around, and whispered something with a gentle expression.
Guan Ce nodded, didn't speak, and went to wash his face.
Zhao Jun sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, Song Yutao looked at the two of them in the old husband mode, and it took a while to come back to his senses.
"You're not going to help?" He asked Zhao Jun.
Zhao Jun shook his head: "Brother Yuan thinks I'm stupid, and I will make trouble for him." β
To be honest, it was the first time that Song Yutao had seen a combination of assistants who were more leisurely than stars, and he deeply felt that Zhao Juntie would definitely be spoiled if he went on like this. After Zhou An's further study is over and his work is on the right track, Zhao Jun's virtue will be fired every minute.
Song Yutao looked at Zhao Jun's innocent bun face, and the words were swallowed back by him when they came to his mouth.
Forget it, as long as Zhou An can stand him, what do you have to worry about.
The four of them sat around the small table and ate the noodles made by Zhou An, Guan Ce went to the company to deal with the unfinished work, and Zhao Jun drove Song Yutao and Zhou An to the studio.
This time the cover is the inner page of the domestic high-end fashion magazine "Style Show", with Zhou An's current value, the cover is not to think about it, and it is already unknown how much to do if you can get the inner page.
On the way to the studio, Song Yutao told Zhou An a lot of precautions.
After listening to him, Zhou An realized that Song Yutao had done so much work without him knowing.
"It's so hard for you." Zhou An sighed, "When it comes to shooting graphic works, you are more professional than me, and I unconditionally accept your arrangement." β
was praised so openly and secretly, Song Yutao did not have a special expression on his face, and said lightly: "The clothes are provided by them, they are the latest style of the season, and the main feature is 'green onions', which is just in line with your image." β
When Zhao Jun heard this, he hurriedly asked: "Is that the endorsement of Elegance in China?" β
Song Yutao: "It's not so easy, Qiao Yuan is just playing the role of a model this time." β
Although Zhou An doesn't have much experience in this area, he also knows that these big international brands will choose their own spokespersons to shoot for the season's clothing. Professional models will only be chosen if the appearance and temperament of the spokesperson does not match, or if they do not have a spokesperson at all.
As far as he knows, Elegance currently has no spokesperson in China, and it is normal to choose models. But he himself is not a model, and his fame is not big, so it is not difficult to imagine how much thought Song Yutao put into being selected as the subject of this time.
The company was going to enter the film industry, Guan Ce chose a youth-themed script for him, and Song Yutao then found a magazine for him with the theme of "green onions" to shoot.
Zhou An slowly clenched his fists, he didn't need anyone else to say anything, he knew what to do.