Ever since he posted a warm treasure post for Ye Lang that day, Jiang Chi felt that the relationship between himself and Ye Yingdi had become closer without knowing it.
In the past, when waiting for the play, Ye Lang never talked to him much, the two of them were in their own lounges, and Ren Haichuan only got together when he was talking about the play, and it was the only intersection outside the play.
Even when Ye Lang was playing, he was still doing business and had nothing to say. Jiang Chi was embarrassed at all, and he didn't dare to pick up the topic and talk about it, for fear of making Ye Lang feel that his words were too annoying.
But now Ye Lang will take the initiative to ask Jiang Chi to go to his lounge.
Ye Lang's lounge is generally more spacious than Jiangchi's, and the conditions inside are much better—Ye Lang brings at least two nanny cars to the set every day, and the two assistants can move almost all the things Ye Lang uses in a day to the set. To cope with Ye Yingdi's various whims and all kinds of unhappiness and discomfort.
The two assistants were also quite surprised at the beginning that Jiang Chi frequently visited Ye Lang's lounge and nanny car. Ye Lang was quite resistant to outsiders entering his private space. Outsiders don't know that the life assistants know and are polite to outsiders. Ye Yingdi is very difficult to serve in private, and Ye Lang probably has a little self-knowledge, knowing that he and the team have gone far from the image of a gentleman created for him, so he pays great attention to protecting privacy.
But Jiang Chi was an exception. Apart from Ren Haichuan on the set, he was the only one who was always called by Ye Lang to come and go in and out of Ye Lang's lounge.
"The assistants are all in the car, and it's boring to be in the room by myself." After Ye Lang called Jiang Chi to come to his room, he got up and gave the chair to Jiang Chi, yawned and sat on the other side, "You... you Why is the book so thick?"
"There are some notes and biography written by myself in it." Jiang Chi picked up Ye Lang's coat that was spread on the chair and put it aside, then sat down and said, "I just asked before I came here. , and we can start work in another hour."
"Hmm..." Ye Lang looked at the time, helplessly, "It's so fucking late at night."
Jiang Chi smiled and comforted: "I'm going to Pingnan in two days, and there are almost no outdoor scenes... I heard that the conditions there are pretty good, the shooting location is not far from the hotel, and the air is better than ours. much better."
Ye Lang half-smiled: "Don't be too happy too early, then you will be with the group all day, now you still have some time for yourself, and you can go out with friends occasionally, and when you go there, you will be closed for confinement."
Jiang Chi didn't care, as long as he was with Ye Lang, he was happy to do anything. The hotel in Pingnan had already been booked. He had seen that he and Ye Lang lived on the first floor, with a room in between.
"Are you right?" Jiang Chi looked at the corners of Ye Lang's reddish eyes, "Did you not rest well last night?"
It was after eleven o'clock in the evening when I finished work last night. I shouldn't have spent the night after returning home, so it's not too late.
"I don't look good?" Ye Lang looked in the mirror and rubbed his neck, "I was taken to play by a friend after finishing work last night, and I didn't come home until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and came back after less than two hours of sleep. "
Ye Lang called his assistant to ask for coffee, Jiang Chi sighed in his heart, he didn't know before, but after contacting this period of time, he realized that the male god's schedule is extremely unhealthy, he always goes to bed late at night for one reason or another, and has to get up early the next day Filming, bad living habits, smoking, and drinking.
Fortunately, the patriarch enjoys the meal, just like this, the 32-year-old Ye Lang's body and skin are still in peak condition, compared with when he first debuted, except for his temperament, he is a little less youthful and a little more Very charming, ten years have not diminished this man's appearance, after years of baptism, he is even more charming.
For Pingnan's scene, Ye Lang has grown his hair long during this period of time. Usually when filming, the make-up artist pulls his hair back so that it can't be seen, but now he doesn't use hairspray, and his slightly long bangs hang down to half cover it Eyes, a little more sexy in vain.
"Cough..." Jiang Chi shook his head, forced himself to withdraw his attention, and suggested, "If you're tired, I'll call my assistant over, and I'll play with him, you watch?"
Ye Lang smiled: "No need... I left my notebook at home, show me yours."
Jiang Chi nodded, and handed his script to Ye Lang.
Ye Lang turned to the scene that was about to be filmed, glanced at it and then closed the book - the two of them had already memorized the lines, and they could recall them after a while.
When assistant Cen Wen brought the coffee, the two were playing back and forth, Cen Wen didn't dare to interrupt, put the coffee aside, and stood by herself to see if Ye Lang had any other requests.
"I found out..." Ye Lang looked at Cen Wen, and Cen Wen hurriedly handed him the coffee. Ye Lang took it in her hand and didn't drink it, her brows were slightly frowned, "Is it because you didn't officially perform in the play? What's wrong with your lines... "
Ye Lang didn't go any further.
Jiang Chi's heart tightened... His lines really didn't work.
When shooting idol dramas, you can rely on post-dubbing to make up for it. Now that you need simultaneous voices, you can only rely on your own performance on the spot.
It's okay when acting in a stable scene, but when it comes to emotional ups and downs, Jiang Chi occasionally can't hold back his words, sometimes his voice is low, and sometimes his voice breaks.
Ye Lang took a sip of coffee, took out his phone to play, and seemed to have no intention of continuing the show.
Jiang Chi sat awkwardly on the chair, feeling nervous and uncomfortable for a moment.
Ye Lang is... disappointed in him
Being scolded a hundred times by Ren Haichuan in front of everyone did not make Jiang Chi care about the pain more than Ye Lang's hesitant eyes.
The excitement and enthusiasm for the play just now was called, and this pot of cold water was poured to the bone.
There is nothing more frustrating than disappointing someone you love.
How come... so disappointing? !
Ye Lang looked down at his phone and drank his coffee slowly.
Jiang Chi felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling that he was too much to get in the way here.
"Brother Ye Lang, I..."
Jiang Chi took a light breath.
I wasted so much effort... I finally got to be in the same mirror as Ye Lang, just to let Ye Lang know how bad he is
Jiang Chi used a lot of courage, and whispered: "Can I try again? My lines are really bad, I will try my best! Try my best to keep up with your scenes..."
Ye Lang raised her eyes, froze for a moment, then closed the webpage on the browser, Cen Wen was standing behind Ye Lang, she saw with sharp eyes that Ye Lang was searching Jiang Chi's film and television acting resume for several years since his debut on his mobile phone.
Ye Lang nodded: "Okay, come again."
Jiang Chi pinched the corner of his clothes, and just after reading a line, Ye Lang frowned and interrupted: "Stop."
Jiangchi fell into an ice cellar, and his whole heart became cold.
Ye Lang threw the phone aside, leaned forward slightly, and pressed a hand on Jiang Chi's lower abdomen.
Jiang Chi: "!"
Ye Lang said lightly: "Say it again."
Jiang Chi's nervous heart was thumping, he tried his best to calm his breathing, concentrated his energy, and read it again.
Ye Lang sneered: "The muscles in the lower abdomen are all loose... This kind of lines don't use the dantian sound, but rely on the throat? When it's time to shoot, aren't you afraid of cracking the sound?"
Jiang Chi hurriedly lowered his breath, took a breath, and read his lines again.
"Don't pant, you have to act yourself before filming and reciting your lines?" Ye Lang still pressed his slender fingers on Jiang Chi's belly, frowning, "Start again."
Jiang Chi held his breath, raised his breath from the lower pubic region to the upper pubic region, and read the lines again.
Ye Lang let go of Jiang Chi, leaned on the back of the chair, took a sip of coffee and smiled: "It's much better."
Jiang Chi let out a long sigh of relief—his back was wet with sweat.
Jiang Chi became embarrassed after realizing it. He took a sneak peek at Cen Wen and relaxed a little when he saw that her face was normal, and said sincerely to Ye Lang: "Thank you Ye Lang, I... I will definitely practice hard in the future. After graduation I haven’t practiced my lines much, it’s because I’m too immature.”
Ye Lang chuckled: "It's like this now... But if you want to develop in a good direction, you'd better have higher demands on yourself."
Jiang Chi hurriedly nodded to be taught: "Yes."
The assistant director knocked on the door and said with a smile, "Is Jiang Chi here again? The make-up teacher has been looking for you for a long time, it's time to go back to make up, and it will start up in a while."
Jiang Chi hurriedly agreed, he was about to go out, thought for a while, blushed again, and sincerely said to Ye Lang who was looking down at the phone: "Thank you Ye Lang for teaching me."
Ye Lang didn't look up, she just smiled and waved her hands, telling him to quickly put on makeup.
Jiang Chi felt relieved, and happily left.
Before closing the door of the lounge, Jiang Chi heard Cen Wen laughing in the room: "Why were you so strict just now, Jiang Xiaoxian's face turned pale with fright."
Ye Lang seemed to feel that his assistant was making trouble for no reason, and said speechlessly, "When did I scare him?!"
Outside the door, Jiang Chi wanted to cry but had no tears. It turned out that it was just Ye Yingdi's normal state just now, so he was about to pee out of fear, okay? !
But... Jiang Chi touched his stomach, feeling a little shy.
Ye Lang was so close to him just now!
Ye Lang pressed his palm on his lower abdomen, and made him repeat his lines with sharp eyes, which made my legs go limp in retrospect.
The suffocating sense of oppression almost made Jiang Chi unable to get out.
Jiang Chi shook his head vigorously, secretly cursing himself as a masochist, and hurried back to his lounge.
Inside the room, Cen Wen couldn't help laughing: "Don't you know how scary it is when you put your face down? Jiang Chi should respect you a lot. When you ignored him just now, he was fidgeting and looked pitiful."
Ye Lang didn't speak, he put the empty coffee cup on the table, saw that Jiang Chi's script was not taken away, so he picked it up.
Sure enough, there were a lot of annotations in the script, Ye Lang flipped through it, and when he saw the last page, his fingertips paused.
On the last page of Jiang Chi's script, next to the messy comments, there is a line of small words:
Lying in the middle of the night and listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse and Glacier fell into a dream.