The filming progressed well these days, but Director Kang noticed that things seemed a little different from usual.
Jing Zuohuai's frequency of sticking to He Zhijin has been increasing. They used to be together, but it shouldn't be the case that he would stick to He Zhijin every time he was in a play, right?
Even eating an apple requires feeding? Director Kang doesn't understand. Jing Zuohuai isn't the type to put on airs; he's quite approachable. Could it be that he's recently realized his worth?
So every artist in this circle must change?
Forget it, as long as this drama can be completed smoothly, it doesn’t matter what happens afterwards.
Director Kang sighed, "That's enough. Do you have no hands or something? You need someone to feed you an apple?" It was really unbearable to watch. "Don't bully He Zhijin. After all, he is your senior."
Jing Zuohuai chewed the apple pieces that He Zhijin fed him, confused, "How did I bully him?"
"Look at you, asking others to bring you clothes and feed you fruit. What? You are so precious! Will doing things yourself tire you?"
Jing Zuohuai raised both hands to show him. He held the script in one hand and a pen in the other, so he had no free hands at all!
And he didn't want to eat it, but He Zhijin insisted that he eat it himself!
"I don't want to hear your explanation," Director Kang preemptively declared, knowing he couldn't argue with him. "Hey, Ke Huo, what's going on? Are you two having a fight? Didn't this kid really like you? Why has he been avoiding you lately?"
Jing Zuohuai shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. He also noticed that she had refused to spend time with him since the last intimate scene they had filmed. She would flee the scene as soon as the scene was finished, without even saying a word.
Sure enough, he is still a child, he is so embarrassed. "Maybe it's because of the last filming, Xiao Ke seems to have a reaction."
Director Kang frowned in confusion, and only later realized what he was talking about.
He suppressed his laughter and pretended to be calm, "You too, why don't you enlighten others?"
"How can I comfort them? They have asked me to leave. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if I stayed?" Jing Zuohuai expressed his injustice.
Director Kang acted unreasonable and said, "I don't care. You are an old hand and he is a newcomer. If this drama doesn't turn out well, you have to take responsibility."
"No, why did you ask me?" He put down the pen and paper. "I'm only responsible for the role I play. You can't ask me just because I have more experience and am familiar with you. We have to be reasonable, right?"
"Oh my, why am I annoying you so much! Get lost! If you're not in the right state during the filming, I'll tell you how I'm going to scold you!"
Jing Zuohuai snorted and dragged He Zhijin inside. Most of his recent scenes were in the afternoons, and Jing Zuohuai didn't have the habit of sleeping in. He finished packing up early in the morning and came to the set to read the script.
Today, I suddenly wanted to see the performance of the actors on the spot, but I didn't expect to be scolded by Director Kang.
As soon as they returned to the lounge, Jing Zuhuai sat on the sofa and slouched, while He Zhijin stood behind him and helped him comb his wig.
He quite liked Jing Zuohuai's look with a wig. No, he liked it because long hair suited him.
Jing Zuohuai plays more ancient-style roles than modern ones, and they are more popular with fans. Perhaps his face shape and appearance are more suitable for such costumes. He Zhijin always wanted to touch his wig, and now he finally got to touch it!
"Don't you want to read the script again?" He Zhijin quietly braided his wig. "Director Kang seems to be very strict with you later."
Jing Zuohuai disagreed. He replied to Shang Miao's message. It seems there will be a magazine shoot later? Well, the time slot is after the filming is completed, so it can be accepted.
"Don't want to take another look?" After He Zhijin finished editing, he secretly took a picture with his mobile phone and saved it.
The braid was twisted and distorted, with some loose hair left uncombed. His technique was not very good, and it was his first time braiding a pigtail.
How did I hear about this hairstyle? It seems like the stylists were talking about it when I first joined the crew. They even pulled me aside to discuss it for a long time, saying it would definitely suit me.
It really fits and looks great!
"I won't watch it anymore. Even though Director Kang said so, I won't be scolded as long as I perform well." Jing Zuohuai muttered.
"Director Kang is a man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. You'll know if you spend more time with him. He has a very high level of professionalism and won't let personal matters interfere with official duties."
Well, he really didn't know Director Kang. His understanding of him was limited to the internet. Director Kang preferred art films. Although his fame in China was not high, his reputation abroad was higher than some third-tier stars.
He didn't know much about his personality and character, but his online reviews were pretty good.
Jing Zuohuai shook his hair and took out his phone to take a playful selfie of his pigtails. He played with his left index finger on the pigtails, and he quite liked it.
Very cute, a bit of a contrast with He Zhijin himself.
He is also very cute!
"It looks good." Jing Zuohuai looked at his selfie, "My skills are a little rusty, I need more practice."
He Zhijin was a little stiff. He thought he didn't know, but he didn't expect that he even took pictures!
"Read the script!"
Jing Zuohuai chuckled, pulled He Zhijin so that his back was facing him, and then he stood up from the sofa and threw himself on his back from behind.
She said the lines from the play, "My waist hurts so much, you're really merciless." This was the first part of the shoot, which would begin shortly. "But she's very smart, and she understood it right away. I feel very comfortable."
Jing Zuohuai kissed his ear and greedily breathed in the fragrance of his neck. "Tell me, we've already done it, what's our relationship now?"
Jing Zuohuai was very cunning, and he deliberately removed Qin Zheng's name.
His words reminded him of the last kissing lesson, and the details of their lips and teeth blending together came back to his mind.
Jing Zuohuai's lips were softer than I had imagined. When I kissed him, I felt a little dazed. I thought it was just a tease, but I didn't expect that I would actually pry open his teeth and invade him.
What she didn't expect was that Jing Zuohuai would kiss her back and show her the results of his studies.
The child learned quickly and kissed him clumsily and immaturely. He Zhijin noticed his nervousness and had to guide him slowly again.
He knew it was wrong to do so, but he couldn't control himself. He also knew that Jing Zuohuai had become even more attached to him since the last time, but he didn't have the courage to push him away.
Maybe it was just a momentary impulse towards him, and he was not sure what Jing Zuohuai's feelings were towards him.
"Why aren't you answering?" Jing Zuohuai bit his earlobe and sucked it. "Are you shy or don't want to admit it?"
"Brother~"
It was clearly a line from a play, and he knew Jing Zuohuai was acting in a recital. Why, why did he always think of it the wrong way?
He Zhijin, He Zhijin, you have lost everything you learned and saw before!
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