The effect of the medicine seems to be a little slow. Have I developed drug resistance?
Jing Zuohuai propped himself up in the crew's bathroom, looking at his tired self in the mirror. He had been secretly taking medication since he started analyzing the script, and He Zhijin had warned him many times.
Xu Qing said that this medicine has no side effects, but you should still try to take as little as possible.
Today is the first day of filming, and I can't let you down.
Jing Zuohuai arrived early, so there were only a few people on the set. The director was a newcomer hired by Wen Lai'an, who had directed a well-known film. He knew Jing Zuohuai and had been looking forward to working with him. The screenwriter was a junior of hers, and the two had collaborated many times before, so they had a perfect rapport.
All the crew members have worked with Wen Li’an before, so their professionalism can be guaranteed.
"Are you okay? You don't look quite right." Wen Lian saw him come out and took the time to come over to ask about the situation. "Why are you thinner than I asked for? Are you dieting too much?"
It was clearly she who asked herself to lose five kilograms, but now she is asking herself the same question?
Jing Zuhuai patted his face to make himself look more energetic. "It's okay. I read the script a little late last night. Don't worry about it affecting the filming. I'm in the state of the first scene right now." He yawned softly. "I only lost three kilograms, not even what you asked for."
Wen Lian clicked his tongue, "Thinner than I expected, are you really okay with this?"
"Please, I'm not that weak, am I?" Jing Zuohuai said angrily. "Yes, I do have a mental illness, but I'm not that fragile. Sister An, if you think I'm that fragile, it's better to disband as soon as possible so you can pay less."
Wen Lian realized that he had indeed gone too far and cleared his throat to make himself look less embarrassed. Indeed, his condition was fine, and he had just made a big deal out of worrying about it.
Jing Zuohuai is not a flower in a greenhouse. He has a strong vitality and can even shine on others.
[Ke Huo: Hey, Brother Jing! How come you're back on set?! My agent just told me you're back, and I was wondering if you have time to hang out together.]
Oh yes, we did make an appointment before. But the kid never contacted me, so I forgot about it.
[Sorry, I forgot. How about I treat you after I finish filming? You can go wherever you want, and I'll cover all the food and lodging.]
Ke Huo: No, no, brother, you're being so formal. I just wanted to complain. It's not your fault, I've been busy lately. It's all my fault that my dad didn't tell me to focus, and my childhood friend has returned to China. Under their surveillance, I really have no freedom!
So, are you here to complain to me? Jing Zuohuai smiled dotingly.
It can be seen that Ke Huo has a good family environment and has been spoiled by his parents since childhood. He is not spoiled but very sincere and knows very well what he wants.
Jing Zuohuai really likes such people.
[Ke Huo: So, Brother Jing, do you need a guest star? I can do it for free!]
[So? Are you still planning to bring in money to sponsor a drama for me?]
Jing Zuohuai deliberately teased him.
[Ke Huo: Oh, how could that be! I wouldn't dare do anything to embarrass you again. I've reflected deeply on myself and will definitely not do it again!]
[Ke Huo: I'll just make a cameo appearance, okay? I'll add some excitement to your movie.]
I've already worked with him twice, and that's enough. Jing Zuohuai didn't like to be tied to anyone other than He Zhijin, not to mention that Ke Huo was a good person, so he didn't want him to be criticized by everyone.
With Ke Huo's ability and strength, he can develop much better.
[The director and screenwriter here have arranged everything very well, but there is currently no role suitable for you.]
Jing Zuohuai rejected him gently. Ever since they'd spoken to each other last time, Jing Zuohuai could sense that Ke Huo had truly let it go. He was just an ordinary fan, and the last time he'd brought money into the group was simply to use his abilities to chase his idol up close and fulfill his dream.
He knew what kind of emotion it was.
Although he has many similarities with him, they are different after all.
What he likes is what he loves, and what he loves is what he loves.
It took a while for the news from the other side to come out, and Jing Zuohuai took it out and took a look.
[Ke Huo: Okay, then I'll come and play with you again when you're done filming, Brother Jing. You have to come with me this time!]
[Okay, sure, I'll organize a party then.]
"What are you doing? Who are you hooking up with again?" Wen Lai'an looked at the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised. "He Zhijin? Didn't he go to help you get your clothes?"
Jing Zuohuai showed her his phone screen and asked, "Do I have no friends other than He Zhijin?"
"Ke Huo." Wen Lai'an didn't shy away from it and directly took it to look at their chat history, even looking at the previous ones. With a casual scroll, he saw the part where Ke Huo and Jing Zuohuai failed to confess their love. "Wow, he is even bolder than I know. He dares to love and hate. Very good."
Wen Lai'an had known him before; aside from his weak foundation, he was pretty good in other areas. He resembled Jing Zuohuai back then, though the resemblance was slight. Deep down, they were two completely different people.
I had thought about collaborating with him once before, but it was delayed due to some things.
"How about giving him a role?" Wen Lian asked tentatively, "I think he's quite suitable..."
"Will you give him my role?" Jing Zuohuai smiled businesslike. "With proper guidance, he could take over this role. What do you think?"
Wen Laian smiled awkwardly. Okay, she knew Jing Zuohuai only wanted to be with He Zhijin. The joke was a bit too much. "It was just a joke, why take it so seriously?"
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