Ronaldinho couldn't handle such a thing. Zhou Ziheng was so angry that he sat up from the sofa and was about to send a text message to question Ronaldinho, when Jiang Yin came back.
"What are you doing in my office? Anything?" Jiang Yin put down the file in her hand.
"No." Zhou Ziheng stood up. He thought about going back and promised others that he should have done it in the first place. It is completely untrustworthy behavior to repent halfway through, "Sister Yin, take your car. Let me use it and I will go home."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yin pulled the chair opposite the desk away for him, "Hey, don't go, I happen to have something to tell you."
"Huh?" Zhou Ziheng held the phone with a reluctant expression.
"What? In an emergency?"
"Not very..."
"Then sit down, this is a big deal for me." Jiang Yin sat down on his own, and pulled out a few copies from the thick stack of folders just now and pushed them to Zhou Ziheng. No way, Zhou Ziheng could only give up the idea of going back to Xia Xiqing, and sent a message to Xiao Luo, asking him to bring Xia Xiqing out, and then sat in front of Jiang Yin.
"This is a book I sent recently. It's too much. We screened it during the meeting just now, and you can take a look at the rest." Jiang Yin stepped on high heels and poured herself a glass of water. "The effect of this reality show It’s really unexpected. Since the trailer was released, many people have come to me. Now the first episode is also so well received. I didn’t expect it."
"You thought about it, that's why you forced me to go." Zhou Ziheng, who flipped through the script, unceremoniously pierced Jiang Yin.
Jiang Yin smiled and put down the cup, "I am forcing you? I think you are quite happy now."
"Who would like it." Zhou Ziheng curled his lips, not wanting to pay attention to her ridicule, and looked down at the notebook. The scripts in my hand are very different, from the core of the story to the form of expression.
"I probably took a look. These directors are all pretty good. Director Li Longli went to the Lunar New Year file. Yu Feng and Shao Shihua, two veteran movie stars, are also comedy themes that audiences love to hear. I think they can be considered, although It’s not a leading role, but you haven’t come across this subject, so you can try it. Director Zhang Bowen’s book is similar to his previous XX Award-winning "Murder in Autumn". They are both realistic-style suspense films, dominated by two male actors, and another The host, I heard that they are approaching Cheng Songming."
Cheng Songming is an acquaintance of Zhou Ziheng. He worked with him in a movie when he was a child. Zhou Ziheng played his younger brother. He suddenly remembered, "Did Brother Ming win an award for "Lost" last time?"
"The script was awarded, and the best actor was nominated but did not win," Jiang Yin sighed. "It is estimated that this time I went to the best actor. So although the team and book are good, I still don't think so much about this one. Let you pick it up. Cheng Songming obviously wants to win the prize this time. His role is a blind murderer and has a lot of room for performance. Your role is a policeman. I don’t think there is much breakthrough in the setting of this role itself. Basically making wedding dresses for others."
Zhou Ziheng nodded, "But my fans are looking forward to my role as a policeman every day."
Jiang Yin laughed, "That's because they have a uniform plot and think you look good in uniform."
"There are also doctors, pilots, soldiers..." Zhou Ziheng showed a helpless and cowardly smile on his face, "I put P pictures in various uniforms under my Weibo every day."
"Look at you, if you don't think the current favorite fan set is too tired, I should really get one for you." When it comes to this, Jiang Yin began to joke, "What is the problem with the uniform, you will go home and let your dad borrow one next time. Wear it, and I will give you the epaulettes."
Zhou Ziheng's expression immediately became serious, and he frowned slightly, "How can you wear it casually."
Jiang Yin chuckles and laughs, "The water meter warns, OK, let’s go back to the seriousness." She took out the bottom one, "There is also this. From the director’s qualifications, this is definitely inferior to the previous one. Those two. Kun Cheng is a cutting-edge director. He has made niche independent films before. He is very talented and young. Apart from anything else, I think you will like this script."
Zhou Ziheng looked at the script, and the title read two words-"Tracking".
The protagonist Gao Kun was born in the southwest mountainous area. He was cheated of money when he came out to work at the age of 16. Desperate, he was full of revenge for this society. He just wanted to kill and vent his hatred. He didn't want to die alone. So one day he followed a girl and wanted to attack her, but because of a move by the heroine Lin Siya, he gave up killing. Thoughts.
Lin Siya is a disabled person with autism and severely impaired hearing. Two people are getting along and become each other's only friends.
In general, it is a story of mutual salvation. A series of very realistic elements are mixed with AIDS, the bottom floating population, the disabled, autism, the original family, and domestic violence.
"Is the heroine set?"
Hearing Zhou Ziheng's question, Jiang Yin knew that he was right. He was really interested, "No, the heroine is a big problem. One is age. If you are too young and have no acting skills, you can't suppress this role. It’s a bit inappropriate for the opponent's age. Besides, those who are older don't want to act."
"They have all gone to the film school to look for them now, thinking about whether they can face a new person with aura. But I heard that the screenwriter is still changing the script, and has already changed three drafts before. The role of the heroine has changed quite a bit. , Anyway, you should prepare your own first, and take you to try it out in a few days."
Zhou Ziheng nodded, "Did these schedules collide?"
"Cheng Songming collided with this, and asked me to say that I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. If "Tracking" can produce the effect of the script, it will definitely have a good reputation at the box office." Jiang Yin walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "Maybe you will be nominated at the same time at next year's awards ceremony."
Jiang Yin's consideration is not wrong. Although he is still young, it is never too early to win a prize. He looked at the script again, not knowing why, but felt that the writing and the style of the lines were a bit familiar.
"Who is the screenwriter?"
Jiang Yin's cell phone rang, she glanced at it and immediately connected, with a professional smile on her face, "Hey, here, Ziheng is on the way..." She hung up the phone and immediately urged Zhou Ziheng." I almost forgot about the magazine. Go downstairs and I will ask an assistant to drive you there directly."
Speaking of the magazine, Zhou Ziheng suddenly remembered that he has not responded to Xia Xiqing until now.
Forget it, just play dead.
On the way, Zhou Ziheng sent a message to Xiao Luo, asking him if Xia Xiqing had arrived, but Xiao Luo did not reply. He couldn't help but beat the drums in his heart, but he thought for a while, if Xia Xiqing did not go, someone over there should inform Jiang Yin.
After blocking the car for half an hour, I finally arrived at the destination. Zhou Ziheng saw Ronaldinho and other staff as soon as he got out of the elevator.
"Ziheng, you are finally here."
Zhou Ziheng strode towards the shed and asked him, "Why don't you reply to me?"
"Huh?" Xiao Luo was stunned, "Oh, oh, I gave Xi Qing my phone, and he said that his phone is dead, and his makeup is boring and he wants to play games."
After hearing this, Zhou Ziheng almost didn't fall. "You gave it to him? Who asked you to give it to him?"
Xiao Luo was also taken aback. It is rare for him to see Zhou Ziheng so excited, wondering if the relationship between these two people is as bad as it was said on the Internet? No, Xia Xiqing is gentle and polite. Everyone likes it...
"I want to ask you something."
"Ah, yes, Xi Qing waited for a long time, it was boring, so I gave it to him."
Even his own assistant was Xi Qing one by one, and Zhou Ziheng was really convinced. It's over, he must have seen all the news just sent to Ronaldinho, this time he can't even pretend to be dead.
"Self-Heng, here." The staff of the styling team led him into the dressing room, and there happened to be a beautiful female makeup artist Shane. Her lower lip was nailed with a lip stud, shiny, Shane It’s not the first time I have styled Zhou Ziheng. The two are fairly familiar, so many polite words are omitted, "Hey, Ziheng is here, just right, I will tell you the concept of this shooting first."
Zhou Ziheng nodded and followed her. As soon as he approached the room, he saw Xia Xiqing sitting in front of the mirror. He was arranged to put on a satin silk black shirt, which made his bloodless skin whiter. Now, a makeup artist adjusts his makeup in the front, while a hair stylist holds a curling iron in his hand to do the styling for him in the back.
Unlike the casual hairstyles in the past, Xia Xiqing’s black hair that grows to the neck was curled into a very slight arc, lazily half covering his deep and delicate profile, and the whole person’s aura was affected by makeup and hair. The free and easy wind becomes the expensive laziness.
While watching, Xia Xiqing sitting on the chair suddenly turned his head, blinking slowly at the same time, smiled at him with the corner of his mouth tilted.
In an instant, the heart was numb.
Zhou Ziheng's brain stagnated for a few seconds before trying to recover. He didn't know what kind of expression was appropriate to respond to Xia Xiqing's smile. After all, they were not even friends. The relationship between them was simply too strange. It exceeded Zhou Ziheng's entire understanding of interpersonal communication in the past twenty years.
Shane took out a few conceptual design drafts and showed them to Zhou Ziheng. "This is given to me by Lin Mo. This time the style will be closer... Have you seen Hannibal?"
Zhou Ziheng nodded, "Are you going to go to the horror special?"
"No." Shane laughed, "It's just a similar concept. You are a character like a bloodthirsty murderer. We may make your look more abstinent. Hahaha, anyway, you always follow this path. La."
"Murder and victim..."
The reality is completely upside down, it's ironic.
"Almost." The styling assistant pushed the mobile hanger with a row of clothes over. Shane walked over and took out a white turtleneck sweater from the top, then went to the accessories area to find a pair of gold glasses and a pair of surgeons. Gloves that are only worn during surgery.
As soon as Zhou Ziheng sat down after changing his clothes, he heard the makeup artist next to Xia Xiqing telling Xia Xiqing the spoilers of "Escape from the Sky".
"Oh, Xi Qing, just tell me, I won't tell others."
Xia Xiqing smiled lightly and raised her eyes to look at the makeup artist, "What should I do? After telling you, you won't be watching the next episode."
"I will definitely watch it! I will take the whole family to watch it."
Seeing the gentle smile on Xia Xiqing's face, Zhou Ziheng felt unhappy. He pulled the collar of the sweater and stared at himself in the mirror.
"Ah, Xi Qing, what's the matter with your lips? I just found out." The makeup artist was about to put on lipstick, but found a deep cut on his lips, "Blood and scabs."
The perpetrator couldn't help but glanced secretly in the mirror, only to see Xia Xiqing still smiling, with a non-essential look, "I was bitten by a dog."
You are a dog, so I was kissed by a dog. Zhou Ziheng went back inwardly.
"Really? Hahahaha, you must be lying to me."
"I lied to you." Xia Xiqing's eyes dropped, "I accidentally bitten it."
The makeup artist did not continue to investigate the cause, but found it a little difficult to deal with, "Shane, his injury is crusted and he can't get the color, what should I do, later?"
Shane, who was discussing hair style issues with Zhou Ziheng's hair stylist, walked over and checked, and it was really serious, "I'll call Lin Mo over, his man has OCD and is in terrible trouble." After saying that, Shane left. The dressing room.
When the boss spoke, no one in the modeling team changed their rash actions. Xia Xiqing turned his face to the side when he was free. In order to prevent his hair from rubbing against his makeup, he also had two small silver clips pinned on his head, which looked very cute.
This face that everyone unanimously appraised as an angel, looked in the direction of Zhou Ziheng from the mirror, confirming that he who was blowing and sculpting also met his own line of sight, Xia Xiqing opened his mouth slightly, his upper teeth lifted slightly, and his movements were slow. Gently bit his lower lip.
Once again, Zhou Ziheng felt the illusion of a heart palsy. He rolled his eyes and looked in the opposite direction.
Such an action, like a code word, is only known to the perpetrator and the victim.
To be precise, they are the guilty perpetrators and the victims who wantonly threaten with the other party's excess morality as a bargaining chip.
Not long after, Shane walked in again and again, followed by the great photographer Lin Mo. To be honest, this is not the first time Xia Xiqing has seen Lin Mo. He met at a party when studying abroad, and seemed to have said a few words, but after too long a time, his memory was a little vague. He only knew that he and himself. The same, they are all outsiders.
There was a slight deviation from the image in his impression. Lin Mo, who was wearing a leather jacket, had a round inch, and his neck was covered with invisible tattoos. As soon as he walked in, he saw Xia Xiqing with a smile on his face.
Xia Xiqing didn't feel much towards him, but his usual disguise made him habitually return to a smiling face.
"I heard that your mouth was hurt?" Lin Mo walked to Xia Xiqing's side, "Let me see how serious it is." As he said that his hand was about to pinch Xia Xiqing's chin, Xia Xiqing flashed back silently. Yes, he stretched out his hand and pulled his lips down.
"It's really serious."
Shane on the side suggested, "Actually, the P drop is also invisible."
"P what?" Lin Mo smiled, "Have you never heard a word, is the wound of a beautiful woman a work of art?"
Sitting aside, Zhou Ziheng, who was blowing his hair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and frowned slightly when he heard these words.
"Well, let's change the concept. Your team now has a special effects makeup artist. Now go and call him over and draw a wound on Xia Xiqing's face." Lin Mo tilted his head and looked at Xia Xiqing's face carefully. "Just The picture is on the right, with the cheekbones down." Shane responded, leading the useless makeup artist to leave. Lin Mo walked to the knife cabinet and found a pair of scissors. Lin Mo took the scissors and circled Xia Xiqing twice.
Xia Xiqing probably guessed what he was going to do.
The sound of the hair dryer stopped, and the hair stylist could not find the spray to use on the dressing table, so she had to ask Zhou Ziheng to wait a while before she went to the car to the toolbox. Zhou Ziheng nodded, and after watching the hair stylist leave, he turned his head and stared at Xia Xiqing and the person next to him. The molars clenched and clenched unconsciously.
Lin Mo reached out and grabbed Xia Xiqing’s black silk shirt. He cut a hole under the ribs, pulled it with his hand, and cut another cut on the shoulder, placing his fingers on the cut. , Tearing it apart, the sound of the fabric cracking was particularly harsh in the silent dressing room.
"Unexpectedly, going around, we will meet again in China."
The word reunion is really subtle, and Xia Xiqing sneered in her heart as if they had had a leg before.
"It's a fate." Lin Mo put his hand on Xia Xiqing's shoulder, looked at the mirror, and gently rubbed his fingers against the bare skin where the shirt was broken.
Xia Xiqing frowned quickly, this unappetizing guy, dare to flirt with him
His patience has long since ended.
Just as Xia Xiqing was about to attack, what he didn't expect was that one hand passed him first and grabbed Lin Mo's wrist, and raised the hand he placed on Xia Xiqing's shoulder.
Zhou Ziheng's height and aura are naturally oppressive, even if he doesn't say a word, just a look in his eyes is full of deterrence.
Lin Mo was stunned. He really didn't expect that Zhou Ziheng would actually kick it sideways. He couldn't help laughing, "Ziheng, you are..."
"It's all in the same circle. Many things are not strange to you and me. But..." Zhou Ziheng's chin was slightly raised, his eyes looking down at Lin Mo were extremely cold, but the corners of his mouth were raised. His voice was deep, slow, and meaningful.
"My fan is not well involved in the world, I think it is necessary to protect him."
The author has something to say: Xia·Surrounded by the World·Xi Qing
Zhou·My wife’s shoulder can’t be touched by anyone·self-hing