72 Good and Evil
Song Qixian didn't ask about the man anymore because he had his eyes on a new script.
"Good and Evil": Waking up from a murder scene, Men Shanxian is horrified to discover he's been made a scapegoat. While fleeing from the police, he investigates the truth, only to discover it's far from simple...
A suspense drama script has higher requirements for actors and directors than an idol drama script.
Song Qixian had gradually learned not to underestimate himself, but he needed to assess the director. He had long understood the principle of quality over quantity.
As the filming process progressed, he became increasingly aware of the importance of culture.
Sometimes, he simply couldn't understand the conversation between Director Qiu and Kong Xiaomei.
Song Qixian appears nonchalant, but he's actually very concerned about this. He wants to be the best actor he can be. He must first understand the script and the director's intentions.
During his few days in the hospital, Song Qixian reflected a lot. He wondered why he had been misunderstood. Was it because he was usually too negative?
This must be part of the reason, otherwise my teammates wouldn’t be so nervous.
Why would he be negative? Song Qixian has always been 99% serious about his work.
The reason is simple. He just works mechanically and blindly without any purpose. Some people work to make money, while others work to realize their ambitions.
As for Song Qixian, he is no longer so obsessed with money, and the rest is nothing.
Before the age of 18, Song Qixian was always troubled by making a living, but after he achieved the lowest two levels of Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, he began to need friends.
Now, he began to attack the top two levels.
Song Qixian wants to be the one that everyone notices and become the best actor.
He therefore set his goal.
And he no longer explores the meaning of life.
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Through various channels, Song Qixian met the director of "Good and Evil", a gentle young man who had just turned 30.
They agreed to meet at a private club, and the waiter served tea and then left.
They were the only ones left sitting in this beautiful little room, enjoying the scenery and smelling the faint fragrance of tea in the air.
"Director Che, please have some tea. I wonder if the scenery and tea here suit your taste?"
“The tea here is very fragrant and good.”
Song Qixian's movements from beginning to end were very standard, as if he had learned them specially.
Che Zhihang was also looking at him with admiration, and there was even a hint of obsession in his eyes.
Song Qixian was startled and accidentally touched the teacup, causing the water in the cup to spill out. The two of them wiped it with paper.
Gradually, Song Qixian regained his composure. He thought he had seen it wrong, or it might be the aftereffects of being drugged by the illegitimate child.
Sure enough, when I looked again, Che Zhihang's expression was clearly normal.
Song Qixian pursed his lips and got straight to the point: "I wonder why you invited me to be the male lead in your new drama?"
Che Zhihang is a very handsome man. He looks gentle and non-aggressive, but his words touch people's hearts.
He said, "Because I see that you are just as hypocritical as I am."
This sentence was obviously a bit offensive, so much so that Song Qixian's tea stopped awkwardly in mid-air before it even reached his mouth.
He expressed his confusion with a puzzled expression.
The directors and actors he has worked with have always praised him for his sincerity, and no one has ever directly accused him of being hypocritical.
Che Zhihang did not explain what he meant immediately, but instead talked about Song Qixian's first play and his only movie so far - "Revenge".
"I've seen your performance in 'Revenge' and I really like it. Your performance in it is fresh but charming. It deserves a big award."
Che Zhihang's praise did not make Song Qixian happy, and the smile in the corner of his eyes did not reach his eyes.
Che Zhihang said in a gloomy tone: "You are only 19 years old. You have such great talent, are you willing to just play around in idol dramas?"
"I've carefully studied every scene of yours in Revenge, and each one has its own unique touch. Tell me, what was going through your mind when you performed that explosive scene?"
Song Qixian shook his head and lowered his eyes, saying, "I can't remember clearly."
Che Zhihang was not discouraged. He said admiringly, "From the first time I saw you at a promotional event, I knew you were my best muse. You and I are of the same kind."
Song Qixian began to feel that his trip was in vain, but out of courtesy, he restrained himself from leaving immediately.
He suppressed his irritability and said, "If you don't get to the point, I'll leave first."
Che Zhihang smiled and said, "Go ahead and read the script carefully. I believe you will come back."
Song Qixian then got up and left without any reluctance.
Three days later, he sat in the same seat again, facing the same person.
"Why me?"
"Because you are another Mun Shanxian. I told you that you are hypocritical, which just fits the character's characteristics."
Che Zhihang no longer concealed his obsession. He looked at his muse and said in a seductive tone, "Don't you want to try this role? For an actor, how lucky it is to encounter a role that fits them perfectly in their lifetime."
Song Qixian took on the role, but he was unwilling to face Che Zhihang alone. His sticky eyes made Song Qixian feel very uncomfortable.
After this meeting, Song Qixian gave himself two full days off and stayed in his room playing games all day long.
Several teammates tacitly agreed not to disturb him, and only laughed at him when he walked out of the room with a sore back.
Shen Minghe (grimface version): "Self-discipline!" with a thumbs-down gesture.
Park Yoo Eun: "Hahahaha, you can't use this opportunity to teach me a lesson anymore. You can't even give up the game yourself!"
Zhou Heyu: "How is it? The game is fun, right? I've always said that you thought many things were boring because you didn't realize how fun they were."
Song Qixian raised his middle finger towards Shen Minghe. (This shocked his three teammates.)
Said to Park Yoo Eun: "But next time if you are as playful as me, I will still persuade you, my dear Yoo Eun Oppa."
He shook his head at Zhou Heyu: "No more playing, and I don't want to play anymore. My head hurts, please forgive me, I won't play so crazy next time."
Song Qixian collapsed on the sofa, looking like he was tortured by the game.
Three teammates surrounded him, one pinched his head, one pinched his hands, and one pinched his feet.
"How do you feel now?"
Song Qixian closed his eyes and enjoyed it, saying, "Not bad."
"Are you okay?"
"Have I ever had any problems?"
The next second, the three of them scattered like birds and refused to serve.
Good brother Zhou Heyu patted Song Qixian's face and said with a smile: "Get up and clean up after you have rested well. It's your turn now."
When Song Qixian wanted to act coquettishly again, it was too late. Zhou Heyu didn't fall for it.
Zhou Heyu returned to the room and heard Song Qixian complaining: "But brother, didn't you tell me to go to bed at 11 o'clock at night? It's already 10:40, and I haven't washed up yet. I have to go to work tomorrow."
Zhou Heyu raised the corner of his mouth and said without turning his head: "You can get up early to clean tomorrow. I don't mind you getting up at five in the morning to clean."
"It will disturb you!"
"No noise." The three answered in unison, and the team spirit was fully displayed at this moment.
Song Qixian really got up at five o'clock the next morning to clean the house, but he was angry and had a grudge on his face.
"Wake up, Youen, you're going to be late."
Park Yoo Eun woke up drowsily and saw Song Qixian looking anxious. She asked, "What time is it?"
Song Qixian: "Nine thirty."
Park Yoo Eun lay down again, "It's only nine thirty."
The next moment he shot out of bed, "Ah, it's already half past nine! Ahhhh I'm going to be late."
After Park Yoo-eun changed her clothes and touched her cell phone, she saw that the time on the phone had turned around.
6:30.
Park Yoo-eun looked at Song Qixian with murderous eyes, but Song Qixian covered his mouth and hushed him, signaling him to join in the action to deceive the two brothers next door.
Park Yoo-eun instantly switched to excitement mode and was no longer sleepy. She followed Song Qixian to the next room to scare people.
In the same way, I coaxed them into getting dressed and getting up, and then told them the cruel truth.
Song Ki-hyun and Park Yoo-eun are the mischievous brothers who have won the love of their older (younger) brother.
From then on, Song Qixian lost his trust in the dormitory.
As for Park Yoo-eun? Oh, he didn't trust this thing.
Since everyone was awake, they could only have breakfast together. Song Qixian sent a message to his new assistant to bring breakfast.
Park Yoo Eun was envious: "When can I have an assistant too?"
The remaining three people smiled at each other and said nothing.
Park Yoo Eun continued, "I heard your assistant has competed in professional tournaments before. When can I have him come and fight me?"
Song Qixian spat out a mouthful of milk, wiped it clean in a hurry, and then looked up and down at Park Youen.
"Are you serious?"
Song Qixian suppressed a laugh: "Yuen, my assistant is quite straightforward and doesn't like courtesy."
Shin Myung-hyuk grabbed Park Yoo-eun's pale muscles with his claws and said with a tut, "Brother, Qixian's new assistant can probably knock you down with one punch."
Zhou Heyu encouraged the child and gave him a thumbs up, "Your courage is commendable, your courage is commendable."
Park Yoo Eun's face flushed with anger: "Who told him to give in? We fought fairly. If he hit me, it would definitely be more than one punch."
"Yeah, two punches. Just eat it first. I'll ask his opinion one day. If he agrees, I'll ask you out."
Song Qixian finally gave a positive answer.
After breakfast, Song Qixian was the first to leave. After the remaining three people were sure he had left, they gathered around the sofa.
"Qixian has changed again. Yesterday he actually gave me the middle finger. Can you imagine? That was Song Qixian who remained calm even when Park Yoo-eun cricketed in front of him!"
"Be careful with your words, I'm still here. I was young then, so I didn't know much. It's all old news now. But it's true that I was also scared by his middle finger. And this morning, he actually lied to me! Do you think he took some wrong medicine?"
"It's not that he took the wrong medicine. It's true that he has changed. However, we can't be sure whether this change is good or bad. We need to observe him for a while."
"Give me back my kind and gentle brother Qixian! Although my current brother is also very good, I don't want a brother who wakes me up every morning!"
"Are you all okay? I live in the same room with him. I couldn't even play the game last night. When will he be back to normal?"
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【Author’s words】
Don't worry, Qixian will adjust himself [laughing]
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