334.
Until I sat down in Gu Yiliang's room, he was still solemn.
He opened the small refrigerator with a dignified face, looked at the contents with a dignified face, turned his head and asked me with a dignified face, "I only have mineral water, no honey tea, is that okay?"
I quickly nodded and said yes, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so serious?"
He shook his head, took out water and a glass, put a small coaster in front of me, helped me pour the water, and coughed lightly: "After all, our relationship is not the same now."
I was a little puzzled at first, but then I reacted and nodded my thanks again and again.
335.
Yes, we are now a business CP relationship with the company's seal and his personal consent, I understand.
However, it's still worth struggling with such a question and smoking three cigarettes all the way? He really deserves to be an old artist Gu who pays equal attention to professionalism and responsibility.
In any case, since he has already made up his mind to sell CP to me well, and to help me improve my acting skills for mutual benefit and win-win results, then of course I have to go all out to cooperate with him and not let him down!
We can't let Wei Yanzi, who is waiting for sugar, be disappointed!
336.
He sat across from me, organized the language for a while, and said, "I haven't tried it before... Well, so the business may not be very skilled, and I'm not familiar with the specific rules. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
It's not very skilled, and it's too modest. Wasn't it just you who boasted when you just had supper
Before I could answer, he asked again with some difficulty: "Is it... just like what your boyfriend does to you?"
The three words "boyfriend" came out of his mouth like a blunt mechanical sound. It was really embarrassing for him, so I quickly shook my head: "That's not necessary, it's too exaggerated, just like we are now, you've done a great job. OK."
He was slightly startled, and looked at me with some pity... and sadness
337.
He said, "... so that's it?"
I looked at him inexplicably: "Isn't it good enough?"
"I'll try to do better," he said earnestly.
338.
No, why did you suddenly make up your mind
I couldn't keep up with his rhythm, so I could only nod my head ignorantly, thinking that with such a responsible cooking, the Detachment of Women are really lucky, the kind that have been cultivated in eight lifetimes.
He asked again: "Just like a boyfriend?"
Why bother with this boyfriend? !
A straight man selling rot is just not good enough, okay, okay, I just pay attention to control him a little in front of the camera.
I nodded again: "Well, that's fine."
He exhaled and seemed to adjust his mood for a while, took out a folder from the small basket beside the table, and spread it out in front of me: "I may not be able to help anything else, this is my job for the second half of the year. Arrangement, you see if there are any resources you want, and let the company arrange for you."
I:"?"
What is this acting, is he doing exercises for the business, he is too fast to enter the show
After thinking for a moment, he read it seriously: "Is there enough money on me? Is there anything I want to buy? I'll buy it for you?"
339.
I have never seen him read lines fluently and vividly, and it is rare to see him speak in such a jerky manner.
I was stunned and looked at him strangely: "Did you take the wrong script?"
Him: "Huh?"
Me: "This is no longer a boyfriend's category, this is a godfather."
He was also stunned for a while, and hesitantly said, "If you want to call it that... ok?"
340.
Who is taking advantage of this, I slapped the table: "I'm still your father!"
He choked: "...do you need to play so wild?"
341.
The cool breeze came in from the unclosed windows, and it made my head hurt.
As soon as I raised my hand to rest my forehead, Gu Yiliang went to close the window, and threw a blanket to me thoughtfully.
I held the fluffy blanket in my hand, and I couldn't blame him for playing cards unreasonably. After a moment of silence, I said earnestly, "Don't be so deliberate, just let it take its course, it's too much, others will see it. clues."
"Oh, I didn't think about it." He nodded clearly, "Then let me know if you need anything."
What else do you need, just one bite of candy is enough for the whole company to eat for half a year.
I responded casually and did a good job, and heard him ask a little hesitantly, "What about us now?"
Now? I glanced at the time and took the Lan Jue script that he put on the table: "It's been a long time since I played the drama."
He suddenly released the tension on his body, and leaned back on the chair relaxedly: "Okay."
342.
With the ardent hope of another CP cooking and the entire Detachment Army, I really did my best, and I never even took acting classes in school so seriously.
I can memorize the lines, but the emotions and expressions are never on the point, either when I read them and let them go out of the body, or when I read them, I use too much force.
Gu Yiliang reminded me all the time how to adjust it. After turning a short scene over and over a dozen times, it was reluctant to have some appearance, and he could praise him for a few words. It really is spiritual.
343.
After finishing all the scenes to be filmed tomorrow, I wrote down Gu Yiliang's suggestion and repeated it to him.
Gu Yiliang closed the script and put his hand on my shoulder with relief: "Well, keep the pace of progress. After the filming is over, you can try to take over the film by yourself without relying on others."
The second half of his sentence was a little vague, and I was looking down at WeChat again, and I only heard a "relying on others... play", I thought he was still talking about the opposite play, so I answered without looking up: "You again? no one else."
His hand on my shoulder froze, and after a long silence, he patted my shoulder very slowly, and gave a cherished hum.
344.
I shook my phone in front of him and said, "Xiao Chen urged me to go back to sleep, I'll go first."
He stayed for a while, then nodded and asked, "Then I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning?"
Me: "Huh? No, Xiao Chen will prepare it for me."
He: "Then... I'll buy you a drink during the next play? Honey tea or milk tea?"
Me: "Huh? No need, let Xiao Chen buy it."
He: "Then... I will drive you to the city to eat grilled fish at night?"
Me: "Huh? No, how far back and forth? There is a chance that fans will bump into it. Let Xiao Chen call and order it to be delivered."
Him: "Then..."
345.
He couldn't come out "that", and looked at me with a bit of grievance: "Then why do you want me here?"
I:? Not when did I want you
I looked at him with a bewildered expression: "Isn't there Xiao Chen... I have paid him a salary, how precious your time is—"
He made a final decision: "Okay, then I'll pay him his salary. You put everything he did on my account, and treat it as if I did it."
I was even more confused: "Then... Then I'll pay your assistant's salary?"
He looked puzzled: "How can I let you out? Isn't that what I should do?"
346.
Also... really like a boyfriend.
I thought deeply for a while, and I guessed that he was probably too dedicated to his work. He had to maintain a sense of CP before and after the camera in order to maintain the sense of play and facilitate entry into the play at any time, that's why I said this.
Then I must cooperate.
I patted him on the shoulder with emotion: "I can't take yours for nothing, as long as you like it. That's it. Send me your assistant's Alipay."
He started looking at me with pity and sadness again, then he started WeChat with his mobile phone, and sent me a QR code after a while.
I inquired about his assistant's salary, and transferred the money just like Xiao Chen's.
347.
Alipay information shocked, I looked down.
It was Assistant Gu Yiliang's reply: "I received it!! Mrs. Crab Crab!!!"
I: