Zhang Yuanjun promised his girlfriend when he was still filming, and arranged a romantic date for her when it was finished.

Waiting for Zhang Yuanjun to arrange, Liu Yifei said no, and solemnly said that he wanted to lose weight: "I'll talk about it when I lose 10 pounds." ”

"I don't think you're fat."

"I'm not subtracting it for you, this is the consciousness of being an actress, if you can't even control your own body, then what else can you control."

Even Liu Xiaoli wondered, she knew that Zhang Yuanjun had come back, and she thought that her daughter would be tired of him for a few days, and she was ready for her daughter not to go home for a few days.

But unexpectedly, her daughter had a hot pot at Zhang Yuanjun's house, and she didn't stay overnight, and she actually went home at 9 o'clock that night.

Liu Yifei's first words when she came home were: "Mom, don't cook my food at night in the future, I want to lose weight." ”

"Lose weight again? Got a new play? ”

"Nope."

"Disgusted by Xiao Zhang?"

"Nope."

"So what fat do you lose?"

"It's just fat, I'm 110 pounds, I'm going to lose 10 pounds."

Liu's mother quipped: "You're just worried that Xiao Zhang won't like you if you're fat, and women are pleasing to themselves, and I don't know you yet." ”

"Oh, it really has nothing to do with him." But no matter how Liu Yifei explains, her mother just doesn't believe it.

"Minus, minus, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Then the next day, Liu Yifei slept until 10:40 and was picked up from bed by her mother.

"Didn't you say lose weight, that's how you lost weight?"

"Mom, five minutes, just five minutes."

"Not for a minute, hurry up." After Liu Xiaoli finished speaking, she was about to lift her daughter's quilt.

Liu Yifei hummed and chirped in her mouth, holding the quilt and not letting go.

"Look at you still like a 21-year-old." Liu Xiaoli scolded with a smile and slapped her quilt hard, "Hurry up, I'll go grocery shopping, what do you want to eat at noon?" ”

"Whatever, as long as you make it, I love it."

Liu Xiaoli said as she walked out: "Fortunately, you are admitted to the theater, you can not go if you don't have a rehearsal, if you find a normal company to work, you will be fired within a month." ”

"Hmm." Liu Yifei said casually to her mother, holding the quilt and continuing to lie down with her eyes closed.

"Hurry up," Liu Yifei heard the sound of her mother packing her bag and keys outside, "Get up and clean up the living room, do you hear it." ”

"Oh." Liu Yifei answered in the room.

When Liu Yifei was still lying in bed, Zhang Yuanjun had already watched the rough cut version of "Detachment" in director Li Yang's studio.

The rough cut version lasted for 4 and a half hours, and the live recording was recorded, with no color grading, no foley, and no soundtrack, but Zhang Yuanjun still watched it with relish.

Li Yang said in private: "I have a feeling that we can win an award for this film." ”

"Get you the best picture." Zhang Yuanjun said with a smile.

"I don't want this, this film can't be guaranteed, I can get you some actor back." Li Yang also touted it back.

"I don't dare to think about it, I'm watching this now," Zhang Yuanjun pointed to the screen, "I always feel that I haven't acted well enough." ”

Many actors have this problem, and when they look back at their performances, they will feel that they are not satisfied with anything.

Li Yang was very satisfied with his performance.

Zhang Yuanjun self-reflected: "It stands to reason that such a role should be played by a middle-aged actor around 40 years old, I am still too young, I am afraid that my face will appear on the screen and the audience will not believe this story." ”

"Don't be too presumptuous, you acted very well." Li Yang complimented, "Are you here for fine cutting?" ”

"Come on, I'll be fine when I come back." Zhang Yuanjun said that his girlfriend was bent on losing weight and didn't need him, so he could only bury himself in work.

Of course, the two didn't see each other, but it was the National Day Golden Week, and there were too many people outside, so neither of them wanted to go out on a date, so they made a phone call and started a video.

The champion of this year's National Day file, of course, is "Painted Skin", which really drove the phenomenon upsurge.

Even if many people haven't seen the film, they will be asked, "Have you seen "Painted Skin"? Or be asked, "Go check it out, it's pretty good." ”

The box office of the film has exceeded 100 million, and the momentum is unabated, and it is rushing towards a higher box office of 200 million.

Zhang Yuanjun and Liu Yifei watched a movie together on the night of the Double Ninth Festival after the holiday.

The storyline Zhang Yuanjun is no longer interested, he is watching the performances of the actors, especially Zhou Xun's performances.

When leaving the theater, Liu Yifei praised: "Zhou Xun's performance is so good, Zhao Yanzi has never played her." ”

Zhang Yuanjun held her hand and put it in his pocket: "I was also watching Zhou Xun the whole time, fortunately, there are not many shots of Zhou Xun and Zhen Bullet in the same frame, otherwise Zhen Bullet will be lined like a primary school student who can't act." ”

"Do you regret not picking up Wang Sheng now? I think Chen Kun is going to be on fire now, and the movie results are so good. Liu Yifei said.

"I don't regret it," Zhang Yuanjun said seriously, "Wang Sheng's role is really boring, it's just sandwiched between two wives, big and small, this reluctant and tangled man who can't let go." ”

"Commercial films, why are they so complicated?" Liu Yifei knows it.

"So, for the time being, I should have no shortage of commercial achievements, and I want to cooperate with different directors, shoot something different, and see how much potential I have."

When "Painted Skin" found Zhang Yuanjun, his commercial film performance was already ahead of all the actors of the young generation in China, and there was a Hollywood movie with a male protagonist with a global box office of 70 million.

At that time, some investors threw money at the film company and asked him by name: "Can you invite Zhang Yuanjun, he will act, and I will add another 20 million." ”

The painted skin is not enough to impress Zhang Yuanjun from a commercial point of view, and the role of Wang Sheng is not so interesting, and it is normal for Zhang Yuanjun to refuse.

"Tut-tut," Liu Yifei began to be yin and yang, "There is no shortage of achievements for the time being, and the tone is really big." "Painted Skin" is almost 200 million, and Chen Kun's results are about to surpass you. ”

"My "Buried Alive" has a global box office of 70 million US dollars, and he can't beat me, hehe."

"Stinky beauty." Liu Yifei's hand squeezed in Zhang Yuanjun's pocket.

Zhang Yuanjun tightened his girlfriend's hand and asked, "Can I interview you?" ”

"What?"

"Since the completion of "The King of Kung Fu", your old man hasn't taken over the play again, what do you think?"

"I'm recuperating, rehearsing dramas to practice my acting skills, and waiting for a blockbuster." Liu Yifei didn't seem to be in a hurry, "I have a book to look for, I just don't want to take it." ”

Liu Yifei doesn't want to act, but she is full of love and water, the two are like sugar and honey, I can't wait to meet every day and date every day, Liu Yifei is not a love brain, but the main energy during this time is indeed in love, plus the theater also has a job, she really didn't think much about taking on the play.

"You're just lazy." Zhang Yuanjun pierced her mask.

"Hey, hey." Liu Yifei leaned on his arm, "With a boyfriend like you who can write scripts, what does it matter if I don't take on outside plays." ”

"Don't beat me, I'm not a code machine, I have to be there at any time, and it's very painful to write a script." Zhang Yuanjun was rotten and didn't answer his girlfriend's words.

Liu Yifei also said that he really didn't expect to get the script from Zhang Yuanjun.

"It's cold, will you go home and drink two sips?"

"I'm losing weight."

"You watch me eat."

Liu Yifei glared at him, but didn't say no, Zhang Yuanjun drove the car to his house with interest.

That night, Liu Yifei did not go home.

(End of chapter)