The actor's room was not the same as that of the assistant's. Fang Lin came out from Duan Changke's room and lowered his head to send Tao Le a WeChat message.
Duan Changke seemed to be very busy, and told Fang Lin to remember to eat something, but he didn't say anything else.
The topic of "what is bad" was not asked again.
But at the moment Duan Changke asked the question, Fang Lin had the illusion that the other party had seen through his calm and calm performance.
That question seems to be inducing, and I want to ask him, if he feels bad, what kind of "bad" is it.
Fortunately, Duan Changke just asked casually.
Fang Lin got off the elevator, it was still early, and the hotel restaurant was serving breakfast. As soon as he walked to the door, he smelled the aroma of delicious food.
This aroma stimulated his empty stomach, and he realized it later. After all, he drank a lot of wine last night, but didn't eat much, and he really didn't touch anything after that.
Fang Lin took a cup of hot milk first, took a sip and felt that something was missing, went back to add some sweetness before sitting down satisfied.
He finished eating the fried eggs and sausages on the plate, and was thinking whether to get another piece of cake or go back to his room, when he heard someone call his name, and looked up to see that it was Chu Chen.
After all, he is the leading actor, and his role is very important. Much of the first script reading revolved around him. Today is the first day of filming, so he has to go to the set with Group A first, and then go to B non-stop after the arrangement here is over. Group.
He was a little surprised to see Fang Lin: "So early?"
Fang Lin still went to get a piece of cake. The sweet, soft and delicate taste spread from the tip of his tongue, and his mood brightened. He responded to Chu Chen: "I also woke up naturally. I wanted to go back to sleep and feel hungry. Come have breakfast."
Chu Chen nodded, and took two bites of the chicken breast: "I really envy you who can eat desserts like you want. If I open my mouth and eat, I will be scolded to death by my manager."
Fang Lin remembered that Xia Qi had tried so hard to make him eat more, and seeing Chu Chen, who was now looking pained to lose weight, the cake in his mouth suddenly became more delicious: "It's okay, okay, I used to... my ex-manager didn't care about this." .”
Xia Qi has resigned from Hui Yao, and it is said that he will find a good next job this time, so there is no definite news.
Chu Chen resentfully looked at the cake in his hand again.
Thinking of something, he asked again: "Hey, you didn't live across the street last night? I didn't seem to hear you coming back."
Fang Lin nodded with a natural expression, "Well, I went back yesterday, and I just came here today."
Naturally, Chu Chen didn't know how to get to the bottom of it. He noticed the clothes on his body and looked a little longer in surprise before turning his eyes away.
Fang Lin didn't plan to continue going back to the room to sleep. After Chu Chen finished eating, the two went down together, planning to go to Area A to watch the first scene of filming. After all, he hasn't worked with a crew of this scale for a long time, and he was a little emotionally timid to get into the mood all of a sudden.
On the first day, everyone paid attention to him. Director Rong had a good temper in private, but after switching to work status, he completely changed himself. Sometimes when he became excited, his voice became louder and he was often regarded as a murderer.
After all, the actors are not too familiar with each other. In today's episodes, there are no emotions and interactions that fluctuate too much. Most of them are some daily dialogues and interactions.
The hero and the heroine, the heroine and the heroine.
He and Chu Chen were the only ones behind.
The timeline of "Gentle Moonlight" is interspersed. The first scene is very simple, and it is the casual interaction between the hero and heroine at the beginning.
Chu Chen's image is very good, and Lan Peirou's acting skills are also very natural, basically there is no such thing as a dozen or so.
Seeing that everything went well, the relevant staff also relaxed a little.
Fang Lin watched these people's performance from behind the monitor, and the original complicated emotions disappeared.
Tao Le also came, sat next to Fang Lin, and kept taking deep breaths.
Fang Lin looked a little funny when he saw that he was facing a big enemy: "Why do you look more nervous than me?"
"Is it so obvious!" Tao Le turned to look at him, "Hey, I can't say why I'm so nervous, anyway..."
Fang Lin used to take on small roles, all ruthless tool people with no perfect background, no difficulty, and basically no entanglement.
But even so, Tao Le didn't abandon him to go with other more popular artists, he just kept thinking that my family is coming, it will become popular.
Tao Le curled her lips: "Forget it, I'm not nervous. I will be the assistant of a popular artist in the future. Let me tell you, if you sign it, my whole family will have a copy. Now just wait for them to realize the importance of those papers!"
"By the way," Tao Le thought about the business, "You are in Group B, right? Then the shooting progress should not be rushed in the past two days. While still in this city, there is still an unsigned letter from Hui Yao, so you have So Kong go over and sign it, even if all relations are truly terminated."
"Oh." Fang Lin nodded indifferently, "Then I'll go later."
Tao Le glanced back at Fang Lin, and finally realized something was wrong: "Wait, what's wrong with your clothes?"
Fang Lin said dryly, "New clothes, what's the matter?"
He also subconsciously hid for a while, lest Tao Le accidentally pull his clothes and see something.
"It's so precious, why don't you let me touch it? Why haven't I seen you wear it? No, that's not the problem." Tao Le moved closer, confirmed what he was wearing, and hesitated to say, "It's not necessary to waste money like this." .This is a JP customized model, you are... "
Many big names will have contact with artists, and will take the initiative to cooperate when releasing new styles. The two parties are mutually beneficial and enjoyable. But if you want to get someone like Fang Lin, it's not just a matter of money, it's more about the channel. Tao Le then thought with heartache whether Fang Lin had squandered a lot of money to buy such an ordinary thing. unlined garment.
Knowing that he misunderstood, but Fang Lin always had no way to tell the truth, so he simply refused to answer.
The deposit agreed by the crew was actually not that much, but Tao Le only muttered this sentence, and finally didn't intervene much. Just in time for a break, Fang Lin looked at the logo inside the cuff buttons, and couldn't help but wander elsewhere.
I don't know what Duan Changke is doing, whether he has left, or whether he is still nearby.
He felt that Duan Changke was very different in some aspects, for example, he looked very expensive at the first glance, which made people reluctant to talk to him because of the aura of the other party, but after a brief exchange, he thought it was not the case.
Indifference is also indifference, but it is not completely indifference.
Fang Lin gave him a very awkward definition.
But if there is a problem, he himself can't tell.
Just as he was thinking about it, his cell phone vibrated, and an unfamiliar message was sent.
"This is my personal number."
"part."
Fang Lin stared at the message for a long time.
It turned out that the phone number Duan Changke gave was not a personal number.
He tentatively returned.
"Save it, Mr. Duan."
The other party ignored it.
It seems that I don't want to waste time on useless social replies.
But Fang Lin felt itchy in his heart, maybe Duan Changke's smile was too gentle in the morning, so he started typing again.
Sending text messages is a bit weird, out of habit, Fang Lin cut into WeChat and started sending emoticons to Duan Changke.
Anyway, just ask normally, it's not out of bounds, he thought.
"Have you gone back?"
"not yet."
"Are you going back today?"
"Back."
"Then are you busy today?"
"."
"I'm sorry Mr. Duan, I won't bother you anymore!"
Fang Lin felt that he was quite boring, but he was also curious about what it would be like when his benefactor replied to WeChat.
He found that he was not so lost now.
After making this relationship solid with my own hands.
Then enjoy it happily and lie down happily.
Not crossing the line, not thinking too much, which is pretty good.
Duan Changke didn't reply for a long time.
Just when Fang Lin wondered if he had misunderstood Duan Changke, and the other party was actually a bad-tempered CEO, the phone rang.
The number is still the private number that the other party sent just now.
Fang Lin was taken aback, wondering if this relationship was going to end so quickly.
He quickly stood up and found an empty corner to pick it up.
"Fang Lin." Duan Changke's background was very quiet, as if he was in a room or in a car, and his voice didn't sound sullen or impatient, but the question he asked was very straightforward, "How are you?"
"...very, very good," he couldn't tell whether Duan Changke was really concerned about friendship for a while, so he could only answer truthfully, "Thank you."
If I had known earlier, I would not have sent WeChat blindly.
"What do you want from me?" Luckily, Duan Changke asked just that, without getting too entangled.
Nothing.
Probably because I just joined the group, I was a little emotional, so I couldn't help but send a WeChat message.
After all, no matter how you say it, now that it has developed like this, I can't get rid of my "I want it" at that time.
Of course, Fang Lin didn't dare to say that, so he could only cough and prevaricate: "It's just... I'm going back to the city later, and I want to ask you if it's on your way."
In the end, Duan Changke agreed very simply: "Okay. When?"
Fang Lin was in trouble: "Then tonight? I have an evening scene, and I can go back after filming. I have to do something tomorrow."
"it is good."
"Then thank you, Mr. Duan." Fang Lin thanked him respectfully, and waited for Mr. Indifferent to hang up the phone.
As a result, the two sides were silent for ten seconds, and no one spoke.
Just as Fang Lin felt a little embarrassed, there was a little smile in the indifferent and overbearing voice, and the innate coldness melted inexplicably: "Why, what else do you want?"
He never expected Duan Changke to interpret his not hanging up as a request, even though he knew that the other party could not see him, he began to shake his head: "No, no, no, no, no! Goodbye!"
The moment he hung up the phone, Fang Lin suddenly felt that he had been sublimated.
God.
How dare he hang up the phone number of the patron!
Fang Lin was in a good mood all afternoon, but when he was called by the makeup artist to get ready, he was still thinking why Duan Changke hadn't given him the driver's contact information, and how he would contact him later.
But when he came out of the dressing room and just walked to the venue, he suddenly saw a tall man standing next to the director's monitor.
After all, when the investor's father came to inspect, even if there were only one or two scenes left to call it a day, the atmosphere at the scene was very active, probably to show the other party that their investment was worthwhile.
But Fang Lin still felt the other party's gaze.
This is different from the staring at each other across the banquet a day ago.
His benefactor's father glanced over from afar. Although he still didn't communicate much with Duan Changke and didn't know him well enough, there was always some tacit subtlety between the two of them.
Duan Changke's expression didn't change. There were many people around Fang Lin. Behind him was Chu Chen, and to the right was the heroine.
But Fang Lin felt that Duan Changke was here to arrest him.
Nope.
He just hung up the other party's phone call.
It's not like... to come to the door in person
You bullies are always really idle.