Zhang Yue was holding a notebook as thick as a little finger. Before he opened it, he thought it was Lin Qin's acting experience, but when he opened the cover, he realized that the whole book was a biography of a character.
From birth to death, every little thing about the character is described in this biography, which is very detailed.
In an instant, Zhang Yue understood that this was Lin Qin's answer to his question just now.
How can I integrate myself more closely with the character? Lin Qin's method is to participate in this character's life, understand the character's personality and growth environment, and then treat himself as this character.
A thick biography is proof.
Suddenly, a feeling of guilt rose in Zhang Yue's heart, because he was still slandering Lin Qin for relying on talent and luck, which completely obliterated Lin Qin's efforts.
Lin Qin's current achievement is not just about talent and luck, but a generalization. If Lin Qin didn't work hard to prepare, even if the opportunity came, luck and talent alone would not be able to catch it, not to mention being able to make Lin Qin one action. become famous.
If it was said that before Zhang Yue only held the mentality of his peers towards Lin Qin and regarded Lin Qin as a lucky person, then now, just this detailed biography of the character can make Zhang Yue convincingly call Lin Qin a teacher.
Zhang Yue looked up, looked at the back of Lin Qin who was seriously drawing on the wall, and said with great care: "Mr. Lin, can you lend me this notebook for two days? I will study it carefully when I get back, and I will send it back to you at that time."
Lin Qin paused for a moment, then agreed.
The division of roles in "Double Love" is already a thing of the past, so the biography of the characters is of no use to him, but it has a certain collection value for him. Since it is useful to Zhang Yue, let's borrow it.
With Lin Qin's consent, Zhang Yue was very happy, and his movements became much more agile when he started working.
Afterwards, the two had no further communication. After Lin Qin drew the rough draft on the wall, he asked Meng Chao and Jin Feiyun to come over and paint. He and Meng Chao explained carefully, and then went to another wall with a pen.
The four people worked together in a division of labor, and the pattern was simple, but the task was completed before lunch.
The overall decoration style was determined by Lin Qin. After the four walls are painted, they will naturally be perfectly integrated into the decoration of the first floor. There is a photo wall with several photos hanging on it. From a distance, it looks like a family, very warm.
Zhang Yue looked at it again, and gave Lin Qin a thumbs up, "Mr. Lin, amazing!"
Lin Qin smiled slightly and said very politely, "Thank you."
Jin Feiyun went to take a shower, and when she was walking on the stairs, she shouted: "What are you having for lunch? I'm so hungry." He said it in a very straightforward tone, rubbing his stomach while talking.
As soon as he said that, the others realized that it was already meal time.
Zhang Yue immediately took out his mobile phone and suggested, "How about we order takeaway? Mr. Meng, Mr. Lin, which restaurant do you think is more delicious?"
Those of them who are stars don't even have enough time to rest a day, so how can they have time to cook? Eight out of ten are not touched by Yang Chunshui.
Zhang Yue estimated that Lin Qin and Meng Chao were also in the same situation, so he immediately suggested ordering takeaway.
"The director's team stipulates that you can't order takeaway." Meng Chao reminded. Lin Qin went on to say, "Let's eat the noodles, I'll prepare them." After saying that, he went back to his room, took a shower, changed his clothes and came down.
Meng Chao followed him downstairs, walking side by side with Lin Qin, "I'll help you."
The kitchen is open, and there is a distance between the stove and the cooking table. Two big men standing in the middle do not feel crowded.
Lin Qin opened the refrigerator and asked naturally, "Brother Meng Chao, what kind of noodles do you want?"
"I'll eat whatever you cook." Meng Chao had already started washing the pot.
Lin Qin took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, explained to Meng Chao, and then took out the flour and kneaded the dough. He just looked at it, and the ready-made noodles are probably not enough to eat, so he temporarily planned to change to handmade noodles.
Meng Chao's cooking skills are not very good, but he usually cooks something by himself when he is at home, and he can still finish cutting and ordering.
The two had no communication after that, but they had a very tacit understanding. It was obviously the first time they worked together in the kitchen, but they were orderly. Lin Qin knew what to get for Meng Chao with just one look.
While kneading the dough, Lin Qin felt a little itchy on his face, so he rubbed his elbow on his face, but he didn't expect the flour on his elbow, so he just rubbed it on his face.
Meng Chao saw it when he turned his head after cutting the vegetables, so he pulled out a piece of paper, dipped it in some water, and reached out to wipe the flour off Lin Qin's face.
The warm temperature from his fingers was transmitted to Lin Qin's face through the paper towel. Lin Qin was slightly stunned, but this time he didn't subconsciously avoid it. Instead, he waited for Meng Chao to wipe the flour off his face before reacting.
He quickly lowered his head and continued kneading the dough as if nothing had happened, but the red ears betrayed his current mood.
Meng Chao withdrew his hand and crushed his fingers. Even though he was separated by a tissue, he could still feel the soft touch of Lin Qin's face, which was memorable.
and…
Meng Chao couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and Lin Qin didn't resist his touch this time. Does this mean that Lin Qin is used to his presence? Physiologically, the resistance to him has been lifted
In the living room not far away, Zhang Yue nestled on the sofa and read Lin Qin's biography. And dedication, this is something he can't compare to.
Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Jin Feiyun looked towards the kitchen from time to time. The more she looked, the more she felt uneasy. She always felt that there was an aura between Lin Qin and Meng Chao that no one else could mix with. She is excluded.
This made Jin Feiyun feel bad. She bit her lip, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. The phone was unlocked and turned on, and then unlocked and turned on again. After repeating this several times, she seemed to have made some decision, turned on the phone again, entered the small Weibo, edited a Weibo and posted it.
Then she bit her lip again and sent a WeChat message to her manager.
Jin Feiyun: Sister Zheng, let the marketing account expose my trumpet.
The agent replied not long after receiving the message, apparently seeing the Weibo she just posted on her trumpet.
Zheng Haitang: Are you sure you want to expose this information
Jin Feiyun: Sister Zheng, I think this is an opportunity, we must seize this opportunity, and we don't want to lose this opportunity.
Zheng Haitang: Then what direction do you hope the public opinion will take
Jin Feiyun: Actor Meng and I have already lived together, we are preparing for the wedding, and we are decorating the wedding room together.
Since there is a chance, then do the big ticket.