After he left, I took Xiaobai to the bathroom to take a bath. Its owner had brought its toiletries, so it only needed to be washed once every one or two months. After all, it was a wolf, so the staff were still a little scared of it, so Jing Zuohuai took care of it during this time.

After giving it a bath and blowing its hair, I went to take a shower myself. When I came out of the shower, I saw He Zhijin sitting on the tidy sofa reading a book, and Xiaobai was sleeping obediently beside him.

"What are you reading?" Jing Zuohuai also sat down. It was a thin book. "Is it good? What's it about?"

"A friend recommended it to me. I just started watching it and I think it's okay." He Zhijin rubbed his half-dry hair. "If you want to know, wait until I finish reading it and then I'll tell you about it."

Jing Zuohuai glanced at the page he was reading. "Your soul is the whole world." He muttered, his eyes suddenly shining. "I like this sentence!"

"I have to pick out some books to read when I have time. My head feels a little empty," he said.

That's it! I'll look for some books when I have a break from filming. Right now, I need to focus on finishing the film.

He took out the script and read it. The subsequent scenes were mostly emotionally ups and downs, and he wasn't sure if he could avoid losing control like he did today. He was afraid that He Zhijin would suspect something, so he asked Jiang Rui to come over and join the crew.

We will go to Y City to film later. There are not many shots in this location, and they are still reshooting.

It is always easy to feel sleepy when the medicine takes effect.

It’s still early, and it would be a waste of time to rest now. Jing Zuohuai flipped through the script.

His scripts are always densely packed with character analysis and detailed analysis, along with key points and plot points he's unsure of, highlighted with markers. But, this doesn't seem to be his own handwriting, right?

It's more like...He Zhijin's handwriting.

Jing Zuohuai reacted and started reading from the first page.

As expected, it wasn't my script. The analysis here was even more thorough than mine. It went into character biographies, psychological descriptions, and so on, everything in detail. Even the character of Qin Zheng was analyzed in great detail.

There are also some self-questions and answers on the blank pages about the characters' psychology and what they think.

Jing Zuohuai flipped through the script and asked him as if they were chatting normally, "Senior, what do you think of the script of "Expedition"? "

He Zhijin was confused. They'd been filming for nearly two months, so why would someone ask such a question? But he still told him his thoughts, "I think it's pretty good. The story background caters to this market. Although it's a two-male lead drama, the public's tolerance has increased a lot now. And then there's the character of Zhou Yuan. You've never played a role of this style before, so you can try to break through."

Jing Zuohuai knew he would say that and quickly interrupted him. He wasn't discussing commercial value with him. "I want to know your true thoughts, and about the two characters, Zhou Yuan and Qin Zheng."

He didn't answer his question immediately. He thought for a moment, "To be honest, when I first read this script, I knew you had to be involved. Not to mention the popularity of a major IP, the screenwriter is also well-known in the industry. It's a drama that's up for awards, so I can't be vague."

"Let's talk about Qin Zheng first. This character is very likable. He transformed from an ignorant prince into an emperor who ruled the country but loved his people. Ke Huo is not as arrogant as the outside world says, but rather very humble. His fan base is unstable, but it will gradually get better." He Zhijin said seriously.

"Then there's Zhou Yuan. He has great ambitions but has always been suppressed. Going to Qin State is the biggest turning point in his life. He has similar ideas to Qin Zheng; both are unconventional. And this character is really good. She's beautiful but not coquettish. To be honest, I thought you'd be at odds with her at first, but I didn't expect you to adapt so well." He Zhijin praised, "You're worthy of being the Jing Emperor."

After hearing what he said, Jing Zuohuai actually relaxed a lot.

This guy usually looks like he doesn't care about anything, but in fact he is more serious and responsible than anyone else.

I thought it was interesting at first, but then I felt increasingly uncomfortable. All of this shows that he loves this circle, but why...

Jing Zuohuai sighed. Never mind. At least these performances could stir up his long-dormant heart.

He is content.

"Senior, you know so much. It feels like you understand it in much more detail than I have." He idly swung the script in his hand and gave him a wicked grin. "Senior, have you read the original novel before? You must have liked it, otherwise how could you know so much?"

He Zhijin held the teacup in his hand, but put it down again. How should he tell him that he had asked the crew for a detailed script? No, it was normal for an agent and assistant to ask for a script, right?

He looked at Jing Zuohuai with a wicked smile and suddenly noticed the script in his hand.

This seems to be my share...

He sighed, somewhat helplessly, "Is it fun to tease me?"

"Oh no, we've been discovered." Jing Zuohuai approached him and read the script with him.

He leaned against him. "The blue ones are annotations, the black ones are some important expanded lines and details, which are much more detailed than what I wrote." He said softly, "And the red ones are the effects of my interpretation, and there are even comments!"

He was like a child, watching with great interest. He Zhijin unconsciously touched his head and brought him into his arms.

He was enjoying their time together; it had been so long since he'd experienced a peaceful and comfortable life, and he missed it terribly. He and Jing Zuohuai were rarely alone; there were always people passing through their lives, breaking up and getting back together...

"That's all." Jing Zuohuai stopped at the place he had written, which was the last two chapters he was going to shoot.

He placed the script on his lap with a look of unsatisfied interest, "When did you start writing it?"

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