Ji Chen entered his house, and there was no mess of cherry blossoms even where he put his feet.

Moreover, Ji Xuan was lying on the sofa alone. His face was flushed and he was delirious.

I don't know, I thought he was drugged.

"Ji Xuan?" Ji Chen went up and patted Ji Xuan's face. Trying to make him sober.

Ji Xuan squinted, "Zhizhi, you're back." Zhizhi. ”

Ji Chen "......"

"Zhizhi, I love you so much, why do you just leave? Do you love me, ...... the hell?"

Ji Chen "......"

"Zhizhi, I give up for you... Give up, then, then... So many things. You don't want me anymore. Hmph......" Ji Xuan was still gesturing with his hands.

The two arms did not obey the command at all, like rowing a boat.

"Zhizhi, hug me... Embrace. With that, Ji Xuan rushed towards Ji Chen on the sofa.

"Ji Xuan!!" Ji Chen, who was scared, was a spirit. Get out of the way.

Ji Xuan: This is drunk. Or was kicked in the head by a donkey. He really doubted!

Come and ask him something. Why is it so hard?

Ji Chen wanted him to sober up, but he looked at the wine bottle on the ground, and suddenly gave up this stupid idea in his heart.

"Ji Xuan, wake up ......"

Ji Xuan ignored him.

Ji Chen was helpless and wanted to leave like this. But conscience did not allow him to do so.

Just took the step. Because of Ji Xuan's grunt, he came back.

For his sake, he is still his brother.

Look at the miserable way he was beaten by the old man.

Just as he was deceived and broken up.

His titular brother gave him the care.

Ji Chen convinces himself in his heart!

Then, he began to help Ji Xuan clean up.

First, he dragged Ji Xuan back to his bedroom, covered him with a quilt, and wiped his face with a hot towel.

He went out again and threw away the wine bottles and the messy bags of food.

He came back and mopped the floor, and wiped the table. The clothes were folded, and he didn't forget to cook a pot of porridge for Ji Xuan, as well as a bowl of decanting soup.

Seeing that the whole house was clean, he was reluctant to go home.

He must have owed Ji Xuan in his last life. It's really helpless.

The other side.

Song Zhi's dressing room.

"What is this for me? Who made you make me like this, ugly to death! Song Zhi waved her hand and threw everything on the dresser to the ground.

"Sister Zhizhi, this is what the director requested. In this scene, you have to wear this makeup. ”

The makeup artist stood by and was embarrassed.

This is the fifth time that it has been transformed. Song Zhi was still not satisfied.

The character asked for in the script was originally from a group of beggars. Later, he was discovered by the male protagonist and picked up by the male protagonist. Life has changed. It's slowly becoming pretty.

This is the first scene.

Beggars, how can there be anything beautiful.

However, Song Zhi was not embarrassed for her. To look good, and to blend into the character, how is it possible.

"Hurry up and re-transform me!"

Song Zhi shouted angrily again.

This makeup artist. Is it prejudiced against her!

Make her so ugly! How does she stand out in front of the camera? This is her first play!

Which audience would like a good-looking actor?

Is this deliberately embarrassing her?

The makeup artist has long endured enough of Song Zhi, she has been working in the crew for so long.

What celebrity she hasn't seen? Just such a nameless woman, she has already lost her temper with her.

"Sister Song Zhi, you can find a makeup artist again, I'll quit."

After that, the makeup artist slammed the door and left.

Song Zhi was left alone in the dressing room, hysterical.

"Get out! Get out of here! ”