After several days of night scenes, Xia Xiqing was seriously lacking in sleep, and her whole state was not very good. Yesterday, in order to shoot a rain scene, she was exposed to artificial rain all night, but the people who returned to the hotel that night were not allowed. Today's play was all in the daytime. Xia Xiqing got up at five o'clock in the morning and poured three glasses of ice American shots until 2:30 in the afternoon.
When he finally finished filming his own part, Xia Xiqing sat on the steps in a daze. The afternoon sun made his eyes dizzy, and he felt that he was about to melt into a plume of smoke.
"Xi Qing, your dark circles are so heavy, do you want sister Cindy to cover it for you?" Xiaoxiao squatted in front of him and held a small fan for him, with a worried expression on his face, "Are you still sleepy? What to eat?"
Xia Xiqing shook her head, palms on her cheeks, and she was weak in speaking, "If you have dark circles, you look more like Jiang Tong. Anyway, sister Cindy came to make me ugly. Go and sit in the car. I'll go up after a while. …Ah twee—" He suddenly sneezed and asked nervously with a smile, "Could it be that you caught a cold in the rain yesterday?"
"No," Xia Xiqing rubbed his nose with his hands, then yawned, "in the sun."
Three reminders and four inviting smiles went back, Xia Xiqing stood up and stretched, Zhou Ziheng was filming, and he could only stand by and watch.
This scene is a scene where Gao Kun went to a black clinic to see a doctor after he found out that he was unwell. The clinic was also a small rented room in the Huaanli community. There was only one old ceiling fan in the whole room, and there was no wind when it turned out. The windows were all open and it was sultry and unbearable.
Xia Xiqing stood beside the director and looked at the monitor screen.
"It hurts as soon as I swallow something." Gao Kun frowned and explained to the clinician through a small wooden table, "The kind of pain that is shaved. The throat, just here, seems to be swollen."
The doctor was a middle-aged woman in her fifties who was wearing reading glasses and a white coat. She stretched out her hand and touched Gao Kun's throat, "open her mouth."
After reading it, "you're all blistering in it."
She stood up, went to the medicine cabinet behind her, turned out two boxes of pills, and threw them in front of Gao Kun with a snap, "Two pills a day for blue and three pills a day for green."
"Don't you say what disease I am?" Gao Kun touched his neck, glanced at the two boxes of medicine, and then looked at the doctor.
"Get angry." The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, and it took a long time for her bloated body to turn from the narrow gap between the medicine cabinet and the table, and sit down again, "Do you want this medicine or not? ?"
Gao Kun's brows were still frowning, he stretched out his hand to get the medicine, then retracted some more, and looked up at her, "Really just getting angry?"
"Are you going to see the doctor or me?" She pushed her eyes, her tone of voice harsh, "Why, you can't get angry, you still want to be terminally ill."
Gao Kun got up after a short temper. He slapped his hand on the table and attracted everyone around him. The children who closed their eyes and hit the bottle opened their eyes and cried. The crying became louder and louder, and he looked back. , Turned his head again, pressed the fire and asked how much money.
"sixty-five."
"Sixty-five? Why don't you grab it?"
"You go out to inquire? Is this too expensive?" Her eyes swept across Gao Kun's face like a knife, wishing to gouge out two pieces of meat. "If you don't have any money, you can make trouble with it. Do you want it or not!"
Gao Kun did nothing. He pulled out a stack of banknotes from his trouser pocket, which he earned as a temporary worker last time. He put the banknotes under the table and counted them, took out several pictures and took them on the table, grabbing two boxes of medicines. I walked outside the door, and the wind chimes on the door rang.
"What the hell, you have the ability to go to the big hospital, and you will be poor for a lifetime."
"Cut!" Kuncheng yelled to stop, "Take a break. This is good, it's over." He turned his head to look at Xi Qing, "How about it, are you used to the life of an actor?"
Xi Qing smiled bitterly, "I'm used to it, but I can't call it an actor."
"I think you are quite talented." Kuncheng smiled and said, the deputy director walked over with a girl next to him. Xia Xiqing turned around to look. The girl looked familiar, and she looked twenty years old. No, I’m wearing an orange camisole, underneath skinny jeans, showing a half-length white waist, good figure, hair dyed yellow-brown, wearing two exaggerated big earrings, just like wind chimes that just dangling. .
"Director Kun, I just arrived at noon, sorry."
Kuncheng stood up and said, "It's okay. It just happened that they were delayed for a while, and later it's your play with Gao Kun." After that, he walked to the assistant director's side, and the two discussed other matters. The girl turned her face to look at Xia Xiqing, and gave him a big grin, "Hello, I'm Song Nian, acting as Lingling."
Song Nian? Xia Xiqing reacted quickly. It is no wonder that she is familiar with her. She seemed to have met her when she was in the B station when she was in the Zhou Ziheng Acting Collection. She was probably a female artist who had collaborated several times. He stretched out his hand generously and smiled gently, "I am Xia Xiqing."
"I know, I also like watching your variety show." Song Nian's mouth was painted with big red lipstick, and her teeth were very white. Her appearance was definitely not a big beauty in the entertainment industry, but she laughed. It’s very flattering and a more comfortable look, "You look so good-looking, more beautiful than me."
This word is considered to be a minefield for Xia Xiqing, but when I first met, he just smiled and said thank you, and Zhou Ziheng walked over without talking a few words.
"Hey, Song Nian, you are late..."
Before he finished speaking, the cheerful Song Nian rushed to Zhou Ziheng, jumped up and hooked his neck, "Long time no see!"
Zhou Ziheng's first reaction was to pat Song Nian's arm and look at Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing's first reaction was to put aside his face and sneezed with his head sideways.
After sneezing, he lowered his head, rubbing his nose, thinking about why he had just turned his face away, as if he didn't want to look.
"Your hair is dyed cool, like Sakuragi Huadao," Song Nian reached on tiptoe and reached out to touch his hair, "I knew I had dyed red too. Didn't we play a pair?"
Is it a couple? We are afraid that it is not a script. Xia Xiqing complained in his heart. Song Nian played this Lingling when she first came to the big city and met Gao Kun during a group fight. The two had a good relationship with each other, and they were ambiguous for a while. It was also Lingling who told Gao Kun that there was a way to get money quickly. Gao Kun now has a way to sell blood.
However, after learning that Gao Kun was infected with AIDS, Lingling moved out overnight and could no longer find anyone.
"The color of you is also pretty good-looking, better than the red one." Zhou Ziheng stood half a step away, still looking at Xia Xiqing, but Xia Xiqing didn't take care of it. The palm of his hand was placed on his eyes to cover the sun. Just in time, a makeup artist stopped by Xia Xiqing. Stopped, "Satsuki, help me remove my makeup."
"Okay, let's go."
Before Zhou Ziheng had time to speak, he watched Xia Xiqing follow the makeup artist's sister with both hands and pockets. His heart suddenly became irritable, and Song Nian was bluffing and talking non-stop next to him. At this time, his usual good education was not enough.
"I'm going there to take a rest, it makes me dizzy because of the heat."
Halfway through, Song Nian said awkwardly, "Then... Then you go."
Zhou Ziheng found a shade of a tree and sat down, took out his phone and glanced at the time, just in time to see the message from Zhao Ke.
[Ke Zi: Will the double row come? No one can be found! ]
It's mad at a glance. Zhou Ziheng snapped a line of words in the past.
[Hengheng: Do you have a brain bubble? Do you think an actor who is filming in the group has the ability to play games with you? ]
Not long after it was sent out, Zhao Ke's call came in, and Zhou Ziheng gave an annoyed feed after being connected.
"Yo yo yo, who caused our Heng brother to be like this?" Zhao Ke is also yin and yang on the other end, which is very irritating, "Brother Heng, your filming seems to be unsatisfactory."
"Fuck you." Zhou Ziheng's accent ran out, "Aren't you playing games, don't you make any phone calls?"
"It's not interesting to see our Hengheng jokes when playing games. Hey, I said, what happened to you? I felt so angry that I burned my ears through the phone."
"Nothing..." Zhou Ziheng's tone was lowered, and Zhao Ke heard something wrong when he heard it. Although he is usually hurt and poor, he always cares about small things in his own family. Who is Zhou Ziheng? It was a lantern. Angels who are nowhere to find, never get angry and violent with people, and usually don't even have a small emotion.
It is estimated that he will be alone if he can be so angry that he does not send punctuation when typing.
"Then what, are you arguing with Xia Xiqing?" Zhao Ke said tentatively. Hearing that the other end hadn't spoken for a long time, he also had a score in his heart, "I said, I'll be on my head in the afternoon. Get angry with Xi Qing."
Zhou Ziheng gave a low hum, and said nothing else.
"Why?"
Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and watched a group of small ants crawling towards him not far away. He sighed mutedly, and the cicadas screamed in his back that made people panic.
Just like that, Zhou Ziheng finally spoke up after being bored like a boring gourd holding the phone.
"I like Xia Xiqing."
He waited for Zhao Ke's hair to work, but heard a sigh of hatred for iron and steel coming from the phone.
"Hey, I said Zhou Ziheng, is there something wrong with you! I don't play games and wait here for a long time and you tell me this!? Who the hell can't tell that you like Xia Xiqing!"
This time Zhou Ziheng was stunned, "Is it so obvious?"
"Super-level-obvious." Zhao Ke was so angry that his brain hurts, "Universal Invincible Rotation Thomas has the highest total score in three and a half weeks of rotation of 780 degrees."
"..." Zhou Ziheng swallowed, "Then you say Xia Xiqing can see it?"
"... Damn, I'm going to play games."
"Hey, wait for a while."
Zhao Ke was convinced, "You didn’t fall in love for a long time. I thought you two came back to your family at public expense this time. I was so angry. Xia Xiqing is such a smart person, how could he not see that you like him, you So heart-warming."
That said, seeing the little ant approaching him, Zhou Ziheng raised both feet, "Actually, I don’t want him to know. If he knows that I like him, he will definitely avoid me. His guy only likes to tease him. People who didn't like him."
Zhao Ke was silent on the other side for a long time, "What does he mean to you now? Where are you two?"
"It's a step where couples don't necessarily arrive."
"Yes, I didn't ask." Zhao Ke patted his mouth, "Then what are you worried about?"
"I think he has a very strange relationship with me now. I think he has a little other meaning to me, but I'm not sure. Just now, an actress who had worked with me came to me and he avoided it as soon as he saw it."
Zhao Ke was excited when he heard that, "No, according to Xia Xiqing's work, he should be teasing you, maybe he is really interesting to you." He immediately changed into a scheming tone, "Or else Are you tempted?"
"How to test?"
"Hey~ I just watched a tweet on an official account just now, that is, I will send it to you."
With a click, Zhao Ke hung up. Zhou Ziheng looked inexplicable, and the little ant on the ground also left. He leaned against the big tree and knocked the trunk a few times with his head. The phone shook and opened it.
[Ke Zi: Punch him! "The Art of War of Love" teaches you how to make an ambiguous object jealous, and the success or failure of getting rid of the singles is in one fell swoop! ]
What the hell... Zhou Ziheng wrinkled a face. What kind of messy public account Zhao Ke usually pays attention to...
Just click to open it and have a look.