Qu Yanting withdrew his gaze, stared at the pure white water jet washing on the back of his hand, and replied, "It's a coincidence."
Lu Wen bent over to wash his hands, and said nothing, only two sounds of water intertwined.
He scrubs the lather, rinses it off, repeats it twice, and dries it. I picked out a hand cream from the silver tray, adjusted the cuffs and collar after applying it, and pressed the haircut against the mirror.
After doing this, Lu Wen noticed the sound of water beside him kept ringing. He glanced sideways, saw Qu Yanting's hands that were red from washing, and asked, "Are you obsessed with cleanliness?"
Qu Yanting was not obsessed with cleanliness, and he ignored it.
Lu Wen thought to himself that if he washed it again, he might peel off a layer of skin. He looked at his watch and said, "The banquet has already started, don't wait until you finish washing and leave."
Qu Yanting said impatiently: "Since it has started, why don't you hurry back?"
Lu Wen turned back and leaned against the edge of the stage. Before he came out, he was fighting the landlord in the cubicle. He just smeared it just to delay time: "Don't worry, I'll come out and relax."
The word "relax" struck Qu Yanting's mind, so why didn't he come to relax.
"Are you nervous?"
"A little, mainly a little annoying."
Lu Wen crossed his arms and hugged his chest, and said: "I will greet the actors later, and I can smile sourly. This teacher and that teacher are more than the teachers I called in my four years in college."
Qu Yanting didn't answer, but agreed in his heart.
Lu Wen said: "Not only that, but the more troublesome thing is behind. Those directors and directors are equivalent to the leaders of the crew, and they have to pretend to be grandchildren when greeting them."
Qu Yanting thought, this is not bad.
Lu Wen said again: "And a big boss came today, so I have to hold it carefully."
Qu Yanting asked, "Boss?"
"Don't you know?" Lu Wen said word by word, "The screenwriter of this drama, Qu Yanting, has come to the crew and is attending the opening banquet tonight. He is probably drinking in the box right now."
Qu Yanting calmly said, "Oh."
Lu Wen continued: "Oh what, it is said that Mr. Qu seldom talks to the group, probably because he participated in the investment, so let's take a look. As for who will look, I don't need to say it clearly?"
Qu Yanting said: "You should say it clearly."
Lu Wen said: "It doesn't matter anything else, the soul of the whole play must be indispensable."
Qu Yanting was really puzzled: "What is the soul?"
Lu Wen replied: "Actor."
Qu Yanting finally withdrew his hand, water droplets fell from his skin, and wet the cuff of his shirt. He ignored it, and turned his head to look at Lu Wen's side face: "You mean, Qu Yanting came to the set to see you?"
Lu Wen said: "What level of understanding do you have? Can you pass the language? People like to watch whoever they are, but they come here all the time, so you must watch me, right?"
It was the first time in Qu Yanting's life that someone questioned his comprehension ability and Chinese performance. He paused and asked, "After seeing you, what should I do if he regrets letting you play the leading role?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Wen frowned, a little aggrieved in his anger, "Hey, you ignored me last night, and now you say this again. Is it because I took the wrong Porsche? I'll get out of the car Yes. Or blame me for drinking your Perrier water? You wait, and I will buy you a case tomorrow."
Without waiting for Qu Yanting to speak, he suddenly realized: "I see, are you jealous of me?"
Qu Yanting listened attentively: "Why am I jealous of you?"
Lu Wen said: "I'm jealous that I'm the number one male."
Encountered three times by chance, and emphasized the "male number one" eight hundred times. Qu Yanting remembered that Lu Wen asked him who to play, since the young actor was determined to treat him as a colleague, he deliberately said: "What if I am a special invitation?"
"You can pull it down." Lu Wen was confident, "I read the actor's profile, and I was invited without you. Soy sauce is nothing, so don't be embarrassed. Since you can sit in the director's Porsche, it means you have some background and probably don't need to do it." Eighteenth line for too long."
Qu Yanting couldn't help it: "Actually—"
Lu Wen interrupted him: "Actually, you didn't participate in the script reading today, so I guessed your role."
Qu Yanting said: "The director invited me to participate, but I declined."
"You keep blowing."
Qu Yanting hinted: "The purpose of the reading is to digest the script. I have completely digested it, so there is no need to participate."
Lu Wen laughed out loud: "I really convinced you, the director dare not say digested, you digested? What's wrong with your stomach?"
"I-"
"You might as well say that you are Qu Da's screenwriter."
Qu Yanting frowned slightly, took out a tissue, and carefully wiped the water marks between her fingers: "Am I not like a screenwriter?"
After the words fell, Lu Wen turned around in Yu Guangli, faced him, and took a step towards him with only two punches left. He smelled the perfume on Lu Wen's body, a fresh citrus tone, but was overwhelmed by the aroma of hand cream.
Qu Yanting turned her head to the side, raised her face slightly, and caught Lu Wen's gaze from lowering her head.
Lu Wen looked at him sternly: "Do you think I look like an actor?"
Qu Yanting: "..."
After all, Lu Wen glanced away at Qu Yanting's watch, and a quarter of an hour had passed before he knew it. He returned to his original position and said, "It's time to end the chat. Have you finished washing? Let's go together?"
Qu Yanting said: "You go first, after all you are the number one male."
"That's right, then I will withdraw first."
When Lu Wen left, the dressing room was completely quiet. Qu Yanting picked up the hand cream Lu Wen had used and squeezed a little.
He applied it unhurriedly, feeling the steady beating of the heart in his chest, and he had inexplicably relaxed.
In the banquet hall, Lu Wen was late.
The huge hall is cut into small semi-open spaces with screens, half-covered, and a table is placed under each gilded copper lamp. The vase on the table was filled with delphiniums, and there was a scarlet carpet underfoot. The light was warm yellow and dim, hitting the red patterns and blue petals, making the eyes full of richness.
There is a row of daytime couches in front of the window, actresses with their skirts sweeping the floor, and actors in suits and leather shoes sitting on them in twos and threes with their arms crossed, behind them is the night sky of the city.
Sun Xiaojian waited anxiously: "Ancestor, why did you go there for so long?"
Lu Wen took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray, took a sip, and said, "I met someone and chatted for a while."
"Who is it?"
Lu Wen paused, he forgot to ask the man's name, and said, "The one in the Porsche."
Sun Xiaojian asked strangely: "I thought he was noble and glamorous in the morning, why are we talking again?"
Lu Wen said with satisfaction: "This time I will win a round."
Sun Xiaojian said: "Then don't talk nonsense, hurry up and say hello to the actors."
There are not too many roles in this play, and the most famous one is teacher Tao Meifan, who plays the role of Ye Mu in the play. She is forty-eight years old this year, and has been in the arts for nearly thirty years. She has a place in state-owned film studios and national theaters. He has won the Plum Blossom Award for drama and the Golden Lion Award for drama. When he was young, he acted as a lady and an educated youth. After getting older, he didn't do much filming, and only came out when he came across a story he liked.
The father is played by Mr. Yang Bin, a national first-class actor and a director of the Actor Working Committee of the China Television Association. Due to the small number of roles, he was invited to perform.
The heroine in the play is called Xianqi, with a very special name, and she looks like a fairy just like her name. When Xian Qi debuted, she was well-known by the audience for her pure looks, and then she played some gentle and caring roles, which have characteristics and limitations.
Lu Wen greeted a large circle in turn, but he didn't see the second male lead, Ruan Feng.
He didn't see him during the script reading, so he asked the passing crew: "Ruan Feng hasn't joined the crew yet?"
Xiao Zhang said: "Ruan Feng had activities abroad two days ago, and he was able to join the group on time, but the flight was canceled due to the weather, so it was postponed by one day."
After seeing the actors almost, Lu Wen walked to the window and sat down on the day bed to catch his breath. It was uncomfortable to down a few glasses of champagne on an empty stomach. He wanted to eat something, but he was afraid that he would smoke that honorable Qu Bian later.
And the inside of the box reeked of alcohol.
There are seven or eight bottles of wine on the heavy round table, including Kruger from foreign countries and Wuliangye from local ones, half empty. Surrounded by armchairs, the assistant director was paying respects to the producer, and director Liu was whispering to a representative of the co-producer, all of whom looked like they had drunk three rounds.
Ren Shu is on the main seat, with Haoyang Culture's Mr. Zhou on the right and Qu Yanting on the left.
When there was no one to toast or talk to, Qu Yanting was silent alone. When he raised his head, a just-right smile floated on his face, shallow, generous and natural.
The banquet lasted for forty minutes. One toasted a glass of champagne, the other toasted a glass of white wine. He refused to drink, and no one dared to let him show his face. But he drank it down, because alcohol relaxes him.
The conversations at the dinner table ranged from TV, movies, personal friendship with a certain director, to industry trends, policy changes, the relationship between capital and art...
Qu Yanting's left ear went in and his right ear went out, thinking of Lu Wen in a free state, Lu Wen was so right, it was a bit annoying to face these people.
"What are you thinking?" Ren Shu leaned over.
Qu Yanting replied: "It's nothing, I think of two hundred and five."
Ren Shu asked again: "What two hundred and five?"
Qu Yanting added an attributive: "Two hundred and five in a flash."
In fact, what he thought of was "truth", no compliments, no flood of respect, not even a smiley face. If Lu Wen knew his identity, what would happen to the truth
The director's assistant came around from the opposite side, bent down between Qu Yanting and Ren Shu, and said, "Director Ren, Editor Qu, the actors in the group knew that Editor Qu was attending the opening banquet, and they were very excited. They wanted to come and say hello."
Ren Shu asked directly: "Who did you promise?"
"I don't dare to call the shots." The assistant said, "All the agents have come to me, I promise to ask, everything depends on Qu Bian's intentions. If Qu Bian is willing, I will arrange them, just toast, no delay Too much time."
Ren Shu waved his hand: "No."
He took the back of Qu Yanting's chair: "I still understand this, buddy. If you don't like to get in touch with the actors unless it's necessary for filming, then don't worry about it. Anyway, you'll see them tomorrow in the crew."
Only then did Qu Yanting figure it out. After cooperating with Lu Wen for a long time, he was not sure that he would meet some leaders? They are all dressed up as male peacocks, so they may not be able to open their tails
Two hundred and five must not be disappointed into three hundred and six
He was really tired of seeing the people in this room, and said in a deep thought: "Forget about anything else, let's see the soul of the whole play."
Ren Shu: "There is this thing?"
Qu Yanting fiddled with the cold wristwatch, but said with a smile in his tone: "The surname is Lu, the number one male."