Chi Song is the core of the whole play. After several days in a row with a high concentration of attention, Lu Yuan was also afraid that Chi Song could not bear it, so he simply put Chi Song's next day's play from 4:00 pm to 8:00 pm. point, so that he has a little rest buffer time.
Yesterday, after listening to Song Zhihuai's words, Chi Song was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open after taking the anti-allergic medicine, so he fell asleep holding the script in his hands, and he didn't even realize that the script was buttoned on his face.
Probably because the last thing he heard before going to bed was Song Zhihuai's voice, Chi Song had no dreams all night, and it was noon the next day when he woke up.
After a brief wash, Chi Song ordered a takeaway.
While waiting for the takeaway, he decided to harass Song Zhihuai.
Full of energy, he sent Song Zhihuai a selfie: "I'm awake!"
Song Zhihuai quickly replied, "Are you in the hotel?"
Chi Song replied, "Yes."
After several minutes, Song Zhihuai replied, "Open the door for my husband."
Chi Song was stunned for a long time with the phone, and then rushed to the door as if flying.
Song Zhihuai was standing at the door with his suitcase in his hand, with a hand-made scarf around his neck that Chi Song gave him, and he was wearing a gray casual suit, the couple's shirt that he and Chi Song came to the Magic Capital to shoot the Swire Watch advertisement the year before.
The ugly version of Song Yingjun's keychain made by Chi Song at the small pottery workshop was hung on the edge of the backpack by Song Zhihuai.
Two years later, except for a little yellowing, there is not even a single scratch.
Chi Song left so many imprints on Song Zhihuai's life before he knew it.
And Song Zhihuai with such a mark, stood in front of Chi Song with ease, and extended his arms to him: "Come here."
Chi Song pounced on him without a word, hanging on Mr. Song because Mr. Song was taller than him, and pecked his lips at the same height as Mr. Song.
Song Zhihuai wrapped his arms around the koala's waist, letting him play tricks on himself, walked into the room, and closed the door with his feet.
He slowly pushed the person down on the bed, and let Chi Song kiss him, and when Chi Song gradually lost his strength, he began to turn against the guest and the host unhurriedly.
... As a result, the pants Chi Song just put on were taken off again.
After all, prostitution in the daytime is not good for the body, Song Zhihuai rolled up his sleeves and solved it with his hands for Chi Song, Chi Song blushed and hummed in comfort.
When the delivery boy suddenly knocked on the door outside, Chi Song was startled, he gave a low voice, and explained it thoroughly.
Song Zhihuai kissed his ear, pulled a few pieces of toilet paper to wipe his hands, and went to pick up takeout for Chi Song.
When he came back with the takeaway, Chi Song's upper body had already shrunk into the quilt, arched into a big ball, two excessively white legs were still exposed, and the trousers that had fallen to the knees were not lifted up, looking a little affectionate. . Color, and cute to say nothing.
Song Zhihuai patted the quilt: "Get up, it's time to eat."
Chi Song ate half of the salad he ordered, and the redness on his ears subsided a little.
Song Zhihuai thought it was very miraculous: "You are so shy so easily, what should you do when filming a kiss scene?"
Song Zhihuai regretted it as soon as the question was exported.
Sure enough, Chi Song said very professionally: "No matter how shy you are, you have to shoot, otherwise it will delay the progress."
Song Zhihuai: "..."
... As a boss, Song Zhihuai certainly hopes that all the employees under him are as dedicated as Chi Song, and those little stars who have to pay for Wen to play for every kiss should better withdraw from the market competition.
But as a normal man and Chi Song's real boyfriend, Song Zhihuai hoped that Chi Song would reply that all the kiss scenes I filmed were borrowed, with substitutes, and all fake.
With a glimmer of expectation, Song Zhihuai asked, "Aren't you going to borrow your seat?"
Chi Song stuffed the vegetable salad into his mouth and said seriously: "I borrowed it. But it didn't work well, so I knew it was fake. Anyway, as long as the director asked me, I would come for it."
As he spoke, Chi Song became excited: "Zhi Huai, don't you think it's strange? When I was filming, once I was in the film, my body reaction was completely different when I was filming the kiss scene. When I played Xue Yunyang, the director He explained that I must act out Xue Yunyang's inferiority complex. Later, when I filmed a kiss scene with Qingqing, my ears burned for about five minutes; now I play Jianning, who has a more easy-going personality and kisses a supporting actress. Once, I didn't feel anything at all."
Song Zhihuai: "..." Damn, I don't want to hear the details.
Chi Song pounded the purple cabbage with a fork, his voice lowered a little: "...It's not the same as you."
Song Zhihuai: "Huh?"
Chi Song raised his head and looked at Song Zhihuai, and said, "The feeling of kissing is different every time. As for the difference, I can't tell you. ... But every time it's very good."
Song Zhihuai looked at the little star in Chi Song's eyes, and felt the invisible and sultry terrifying power in an instant.
Cute, kinda misses the day.
But soon, Chi Song threw a problem backhand to Song Zhihuai: "By the way, Zhihuai, how do you know I live in this room?"
Song Zhihuai was embarrassed to say that he had watched the photo Huang Rongcan sent him countless times last night, and almost stared at the screen. Chi Song's room number was clearly displayed in that photo.
But Song Zhihuai didn't want to tell Chi Song that he was being watched.
He has inquired about it, and the shit sticker who wants to make trouble will be finished today, so there is no need to worry that he will stay here for a long time, which is not good for Chi Song.
As for the photo on his mobile phone that had potential security risks, Song Zhihuai had already asked a professional to send a Trojan horse to his mobile phone and emptied his photo album.
Song Zhihuai said vaguely: "Don't you always send me the hotel address? It's convenient for me to visit the class?"
Chi Song touched his nose: "But I don't seem to have told you the room number this time..."
Song Zhihuai was worrying about how to explain it, and the new takeaway that Chi Song had just ordered for Song Zhihuai just happened to be delivered.
Song Zhihuai returned with takeout and changed the topic.
Chi Song had always trusted Song Zhihuai, and he had no doubts, and was successfully abducted from his attention.
After enjoying the Chinese meal quietly, Chi Song was a little sleepy again and went back to the bed to catch up on sleep.
Song Zhihuai took his room card and went to cancel the reservation. When he came back, Chi Song was already asleep, but the quilt was not covered, and his ankle was exposed.
Song Zhihuai reached out and touched it, Chi Song's feet were icy cold, and at first glance, he didn't like to wear socks to keep warm.
He sighed, sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, pulled the casual shirt up, grabbed Chi Song's ankle, and put it into his arms very lightly.
Immediately, Song Zhihuai picked up his mobile phone, and while warming his daughter-in-law's feet, he started to handle today's official business.
The warm sun in late winter shone on Song Zhihuai and Chi Song through the window.
In the afternoon, Chi Song, who was full of food and drink and had his lover visiting the class, went to the studio in full swing, but found that the studio was desolate.
Everyone looked pale and their expressions were not very good. Even Lu Yuan, who was always lively, had a low expression on his face.
Chi Song hugged the thermos that Liu Shu had poured into him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Liu Shu ran to inquire about the situation, and came back to report: "There is an actor who stopped acting temporarily."
Chi Song was surprised: "Ah? Which one?"
Liu Shu gestured on his head: "The one with long hair."
Chi Song guessed who it was, and hurriedly looked around, but there was really no trace of the long-haired man.
He asked inexplicably, "What's the situation? Is there something urgent at home?"
Liu Shu shook his head: "They all said they didn't know. He didn't come into the group in the morning. Director Lu sent someone to the hotel to knock on his door, but he was no longer inside, and his luggage was taken away."
Chi Song was shocked: "Didn't you say hello to Director Lu or Assistant Director Wang?"
Liu Shu replied, "No."
After working in the crew for so many years, Chi Song has seen strange flowers in all shapes and forms.
There are some who can't memorize the lines, and they simply lie in nonsense, "The mountains are in the daytime and the Yellow River flows into the sea", "Sunrise and river flowers are more red than fire and spring comes to the river as green as blue", and the problem is directly thrown to the later dubbing;
There are people who directly move into the crew to be the protagonists, not to mention acting skills, and even their looks are written as "bringing money into the group" and "cheating in the background";
Of course, there are also people who are picky about the conditions of the crew, refuse to eat a boxed lunch, and insist that the crew order three meals a day for him, otherwise the filming will not start.
But on the premise of not saying hello, it was the first time that Chi Song met.
It stands to reason that a character who has certain lines and scenes, even if there is something temporarily, can't he make a phone call to notify him
However, the long-haired man really ran away with his bag and put the entire crew of pigeons away.
On the other side, Song Zhihuai was bored after finishing his official business, and stayed in Chi Song's room to pack his clothes.
While cleaning up, the door was knocked from outside.
Before Chi Song left, he left the room card to Song Zhihuai. He thought it was Chi Song who came back early, so he got up and opened the door.
Both sides were stunned when they met each other.
Qian Qi outside the door recognized Song Zhihuai, and he didn't know where to put his embarrassment: "... President Song?"
After Song Zhihuai was stunned, he nodded at him politely and distantly: "Hello. Chi Song is filming."
Qian Qi has been in the circle for so long, and when he saw Song Zhihuai appear in Chi Song's room with his own eyes, how could he not understand the relationship between Song Zhihuai and Chi Song? Guang, I thought he was back. I was drunk yesterday, and I seem to have gone to the wrong place, which is very troublesome for Chi Song."
Song Zhihuai spoke in place of Chi Song very naturally, and said generously: "It doesn't matter, this is what he should do."
Qian Qi: "… "
He opened his mouth and found that he couldn't say anything, so he turned around sadly.
Qian Qi, who has always been arrogant, finally realized very clearly that he was already far, far away from Chi Song.
He obviously had more opportunities than Song Zhihuai, and he knew Chi Song earlier than everyone else. How did he get into such a situation
Qian Qi couldn't understand it, but at least he knew now that one of his biggest dreams in life was completely owned by others.
At 8:30, Chi Song honestly finished filming his scene today and returned to the hotel.
Song Zhihuai mentioned to him that Qian Qi came to him, Chi Song was a little nervous, but he was relieved after knowing that Qian Qi didn't say anything strange.
… so far so good.
He also mentioned to Song Zhihuai about the long-haired man putting pigeons, and said it was very difficult to understand.
Song Zhihuai's reaction was very unpredictable: "Whose life will not have accidents."
Chi Song thought about it and it made sense, so he didn't think about it any more.
On the other hand, Song Zhihuai put his arms around Chi Song as usual, thinking that all his financial masters have run away, isn't his life a major accident
There is also support, the long-haired man and Chi Song are fundamentally different.
Chi Song has left him, but he still has the skills to support himself. According to his current popularity and the reputation in the industry that he has gradually established, it is absolutely no problem to support himself.
And that long-haired man is not necessarily.
Song Zhihuai thought, and hugged Chi Song even tighter.
He likes Chi Song, and it is for this reason.
Chi Song was not a canary he raised, he could flap his wings and leave at any time, Song Zhihuai could only hold him like this all the time if he treated him a little bit better.