Chapter 45: Don’t play with your phone while charging if you miss it!

"If you had to choose, would you rather live with clarity and pain, or die with confusion and relief?"

"I would rather die confused and relieved than live clearly and painfully like I do now."

The scorching midday sun burned their skin as Mu Ci pushed Jiang Hao along a gravel-covered road.

After Jiang Hao answered Mu Ci, she smiled and said, "Sister, it looks like you're walking now, jumping and skipping."

Mu Ci was first amused by her cute words, but when he saw Jiang Hao's limp legs hanging in the wheelchair, his nose felt sore and tears welled up in his eyes.

Mu Ci said "hmm", and Jiang Hao heard that there was something wrong with her voice, so he turned his head to look at her.

The shadows of the trees on the roadside fell, Mu Ci shone brightly in the sunlight, while Jiang Hao looked sad in the mixed shadows of the trees and sunlight.

Jiang Hao stretched out his hand with great effort, trying to smooth Mu Ci's frown, but there was always a distance between them. Mu Ci took the initiative to half-kneel down and look Jiang Hao in the eye.

Jiang Hao stroked her furrowed brows with her fingertips and said softly, "Sister, don't be sad for me."

——One day, you will realize that it is not worth it to feel sad for someone like me.

"Cut! This one passes."

As soon as Meng Hanyan finished speaking, Li Jingzhu, the actor who played Mu Ci, hurriedly pushed her wheelchair to the crew's cool area. She immediately placed the fan and water cup that Li Jingzhu's assistant handed her in front of Qiao Zhizheng.

Li Jingzhu's movements were too fast. When Qiao Zhizheng reacted and looked up at her, Li Jingzhu's face was full of tears.

"Wow, wow, wow, Jiang Hao is so pitiful, Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao..."

Li Jingzhu brought the emotions in the play outside the play.

Every director has a different shooting order. Some directors like to shoot the scenes that require the actors to burst out with a lot of intense emotions first, while some directors like to accumulate the actors' emotions step by step from low to high according to the design of the plot, and then burst out at a certain point.

The former considers the director's strength, while the latter considers the actor's strength.

Meng Hanyan likes directors who take things step by step in the hope of a hit. She has a keen eye and the actor she found for the role of Mu Ci, Li Jingzhu, is a career-oriented actor who focuses on acting. She is not very popular, but her name will be mentioned when the public lists those unpopular actresses in the entertainment industry.

Li Jingzhu is emotionally sensitive. In the play, she only feels pity for the girl in front of her, but outside the play, she already knows her tragic past and predetermined ending. As soon as she leaves the camera, the emotions that she had been controlling well in her heart burst out like a flood, overwhelming Li Jingzhu and causing her to take care of Qiao Zhizheng, who plays Jiang Hao.

Li Jingzhu's assistant had been with her for many years and knew her character best. He looked at Qiao Zhizheng apologetically, and Qiao Zhizheng smiled and nodded, indicating that she understood.

He continued in Jiang Hao's tone, "It's okay, it's okay. Look, I'm fine now, aren't I?"

After Li Jingzhu cried for a while, her sadness flowed out with her tears, and after venting it, she was out of character.

The assistant hurriedly pulled Li Jingzhu to sit on a chair and applied ice to her eyes to reduce the swelling.

After Qiao Zhizheng rested for a while, she walked over to Meng Hanyan, who was checking the monitor. Meng Hanyan took a moment to glance at her, then turned her gaze back to the monitor screen and asked Qiao Zhizheng, "What do you think of Li Jingzhu?"

"She's a senior, and I'm a junior. It's not my turn to judge her, right?"

Meng Hanyan snorted coldly, "Who asked you to give such an official answer? Please evaluate her from the perspective of an actor."

“The fit with the role is perfect.”

Without even looking up, Meng Hanyan continued, "Evaluate yourself objectively."

“Better than the worst, but not as good as the best.”

"It seems you're quite self-aware. Judging from the scenes you've filmed so far, your performance is pretty good, but it's a little short of the emotional buildup I expected. I've pointed out the problem, and you need to find a way to resolve it yourself."

The director provides different levels of guidance based on his understanding of the actors. Some actors need easy-to-understand guidance, while some are difficult to describe in words and must rely on the actors' own insights to make adjustments.

Meng Hanyan pointed out the problem, Qiao Zhizheng delved into it, and Qiao Zheng answered it.

As a shortcut was sought, Qiao Zheng was very generous in sharing her experience. After all, Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng were essentially the same person. Even though their different experiences had shaped their external personality expressions, their ways of interpreting things were pretty much the same.

"Huh? I thought you would let me think it over and come to my own conclusions first, and then you would correct me."

Isn't there a saying that goes, "Only by walking a bloody and arduous path can one truly appreciate the difficulty of that journey and gain a deeper understanding and insight."

Qiao Zheng saw through Qiao Zhizheng's thoughts and scoffed, "You've been reading too much toxic online puns lately. You have a direct path, but you insist on taking a detour. Remember, we don't live to suffer. Enjoying happiness doesn't necessarily mean you have to suffer. Don't glorify suffering. That's the most irresponsible thing to do to yourself, who has suffered."

Qiao Zhizheng was suddenly enlightened, and waves of emotion surged in his heart.

Qiao Zheng thought she didn't understand, so she frowned and looked at Qiao Zhizheng, ready to call her stupid. But when she saw Qiao Zhizheng's eyes welling up with tears, she turned her words around and said comfortingly, "I didn't mean to say that you're wrong to think this way. It's the environment that's affecting you..."

"Qiao Zheng!" Qiao Zhizheng interrupted her, "What should I do, Qiao Zheng? The more I get to know you, the more I like you... no, the more I love you. What should I do, Qiao Zheng? I feel like my heart can't hold all this love anymore; it's about to overflow."

No one had ever said such words to Qiao Zhizheng.

No one had ever said such words to Qiao Zheng.

Qiao Zhizheng lightly touched the phone screen with her fingertips and sniffed, "Qiao Zheng~ I miss you so much."

Unfortunately, in order to film a movie, Meng Hanyan specially brought them to this remote town. If they wanted to go back to Huadu, they had to take a bus, then a train, and then a high-speed train or a plane. The filming tasks were heavy and the schedule was full, so Qiao Zhizheng couldn't spare any time and had to give up unwillingly.

Across the vast distance, we saw our sincere selves in each other's eyes. As we looked at each other, we unknowingly forgot the passage of time.

Qiao Zheng heard a long cicada chirp outside the window, came to her senses, and looked away uncomfortably.

"Yeah. Got it."

Qiao Zhizheng still looked at her with such longing.

Qiao Zheng made a decision that, looking back, she found very strange.

"Draw the curtains, take off your shoes, lie down on the bed, put your phone next to your pillow, and close your eyes."

Qiao Zhizheng didn't ask any questions and just did as she was told.

Everything was ready. Qiao Zhizheng lay on her side on the soft bed with her eyes closed, and Qiao Zheng guided her step by step.

"Empty your mind and imagine your body and soul separate."

A mysterious state.

Qiao Zheng's voice was as soft as mist, floating out of the receiver and enveloping Qiao Zhizheng.

"Left hand on right shoulder, right hand on left shoulder."

After hearing the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Qiao Zhizheng spoke again.

"Qiao Zhizheng, I'm right here with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Zhizheng felt that there was a soft body beside him that he could not see but could feel - Qiao Zheng.

"Qiao Zhizheng, I'm holding you."

Qiao Zhizheng's arms became stronger, and she really felt like she was being hugged.

"I miss you as well."

Qiao Zhizheng slowly raised the corners of her lips, and fell into a sweet dream amidst Qiao Zheng's gentle words.

The sound of Qiao Zhizheng's shallow and regular breathing came from the receiver. Qiao Zheng's rationality told her to press the red hang-up button. When her finger was an inch away from the screen, her emotions held her back and she couldn't move forward. After hesitating for a while, she put the phone next to her pillow and fell asleep listening to her shallow breathing.

Qiao Zhizheng slept from the afternoon until four in the morning.

His hand subconsciously groped and touched a hot hard lump. Qiao Zhizheng opened his eyes and the screen showed that the call with Qiao Zheng was in progress - 12:21:12, and the seconds were still counting down. Qiao Zhizheng subconsciously took a screenshot. The battery indicator in the upper right corner of the screen was red, and the battery was running low and was about to shut down. Qiao Zhizheng quickly got up to charge his phone.

The moment the charging reminder sounded, Qiao Zheng's lazy humming was heard from the receiver.

"Qiao Zhizheng?"

"Here I am."

"What time is it?"

"Four o'clock."

Qiao Zheng chuckled, "You're no longer an actor, but an AI developer?"

Qiao Zhizheng: “…”

Qiao Zhizheng gnashed his teeth: "Qiao Zheng, do you like teasing me so much?"

Qiao Zheng leaned against the headboard and said lazily, "This is the greatest pleasure in my life."

Qiao Zhizheng was very shrewd and asked, "Will you let this pleasure permeate your life?"

Qiao Zheng lazily said "hmm", "It's not impossible."

"If not, then... huh? Huh? Huh? I didn't hear what you just said."

Qiao Zheng stopped talking.

Qiao Zhizheng was worried that she might have misunderstood, but she also felt that she must have heard correctly.

Qiao Zheng: "Hahahaha..."

Qiao Zhizheng snorted angrily.

"Now that you're awake, let's talk about work."

Qiao Zhizheng: ...

How could you say something so destructive in such an ambiguous atmosphere!!!

Qiao Zhizheng only dared to think about it in her heart, and dared not speak out her anger.

Qiao Zhizheng hummed angrily. Qiao Zheng had teased her enough and spoke to comfort her, "Qiao Zhizheng, I said, I will stay with you for a long time."

"How long is a long time?"

"Until the day you no longer need me by your side."

"That day will never come."

Qiao Zheng just smiled and said nothing, not making any heavier promises for the unknown future.

Qiao Zhizheng saw what she was thinking and just said in her heart that time will prove everything.

"Qiao Zhizheng."

"Um?"

"Are you playing with your phone while it's charging?"

“…”

Silence was the best answer. Qiao Zheng's tone suddenly became dangerous. "Don't play with your phone while charging! I was charging my phone during a thunderstorm and ended up here."

Qiao Zhizheng's hands trembled, and he quickly hung up the phone, took out his laptop, opened the software and made a video call to Qiao Zheng.

When the video was connected, what came into view was Qiao Zheng's snow-white shoulders.

Qiao Zhizheng was stunned.

“Ha~”

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