Chapter 44: 【One more】
He was a little stunned when he heard someone shouting from the outside just now. He didn't expect to see such a beautiful scene when he walked around the screen.
The redness on the face of the man in front of him is obviously lighter than the one he saw in the bathroom before, and his eyes are sober, at least he can be sure that he is not unfamiliar.
That is to know him.
In the empty dressing room, the two stood opposite each other.
Even if Ruan Song knew that it was impolite to say this to a person who had just met both sides, she couldn't hold back, and sincerely suggested: "...Can you stop laughing? It's like a pervert. "
Xie Lingxi was stunned when she heard the words.
Then soon after laughing more happily, a pair of deep eyebrows rolled down: "Should I say that they are a couple, even if they dislike me. Or have you talked about me?"
For more than ten years before and after his debut, everyone praised him for being kind, and he was said to be perverted by two people in total.
One is Ren Qinming and the other is Ruan Song.
It was all because he laughed.
"Indeed just talked."
Ruan Song has always been very unfamiliar with their right and wrong: "But what happens to you and Ren Qinming is your business, it has nothing to do with me, and don't bring it to my head."
He didn't know him in the toilet before because he didn't want to mess with this person too much. At the moment, the tone of speech cannot be called resistance, but it is definitely not polite.
Xie Lingxi was not angry after hearing this. She smiled and folded her arms and tilted her head to look at him: "Does that mean I can't even hear a thank you this time?"
“…”
Ruan Song tried to hold back, but still couldn't hold back, and asked him gently: "Do you have to find fault?"
Xie Lingxi's eyes were innocent: "I helped you, it's not too much to say thank you?"
Ruan Song doesn't eat his set at all.
Not only did he not eat, he also took a step towards him and asked again: "Are you sure you want to find fault?"
How could this person not know that what he really wanted to call was Ren Qinming.
The two of them are very close at this moment.
Ruan Song's eyes are dark, thick like ink that can't be melted, even if he is half shorter than Xie Lingene, he doesn't look weak, and he is extremely sharp. stare at people.
She stared at Xie Lingene's right eyelid and jumped.
He knew from the variety show that Ren Qinming, a beautiful daughter-in-law, had a bad temper, but he never thought that just these two sentences could make people angry.
Xie Lingxi quickly raised her hand to comfort Ruan Song's gaze: "Don't be nervous, I don't mean to provoke you, I just want to make friends."
"Then I will inform you now that I do not lack friends. You failed to make friends. Can I trouble you to go out?"
Ruan Song saw that he was still free to talk to himself here, most likely he didn't know that Ren Qinming wanted to take the role from him this time, so he just turned his back and started to pick up the clothes he had changed. : "It's hard for Ren Qinming to see me like this."
Haven't gotten back together yet?"
Ruan Song really stopped.
Xie Lingxi preemptively stated: "I didn't use any improper means, it was Ren Qinming who told me that he drank too much."
After finishing speaking, Xie Lingxi thought that Ruan Song was flustered, and Ruan Song was even more angry at him, but he alone did not expect this person to take the clothes and sit down on the sofa stool , suddenly asked: "Are you a controlling personality?"
"What?"
Xie Lingene was stunned again.
"Or anti-social? Psychopath?" Ruan Song looked at him with time, "No empathy, no remorse, no fear, because gratification cannot be delayed, it must be satisfied immediately, and lack of restraint on impulse . So if I don't go your way now, is that what you mean by pestering me all the time?"
Ruan Song doesn't care whether Xie Lingene knows or not, how much he knows.
In the final analysis, I still want to pull back a city to scare him.
Xie Lingxi faced Ruan Song's gaze, and after a long pause, she finally realized that she had encountered a tough stubble, stopped pretending, and honestly retracted her raised hand and apologized: "Okay, I It's a bit embarrassing to admit that I just failed to make friends."
Ruan Song no longer wanted to talk to him, so he raised his hand and pointed out the screen.
Xie Lingene nodded consciously and stepped back.
But Xie Lingene was not shy about being caught by him, with a smile on his face, not panic at all: "Your wife is so cool, even cooler than the variety show."
Ren Qinming's swear words had reached his throat. Just as he was about to exit, Ruan Song, who was behind the curtain, grabbed his face and glanced at his hands that were not fully dry. After crossing Xie Lingxi, he raised his foot and walked out: "Damn you don't call me to go to the toilet."
Ren Qinming's arrogance disappeared in an instant: "I thought you had **** before, but this time you don't want to."
"There are so many you think." Ruan Song held his face in his hand.
You said a word to me, and the two walked out of the dressing room without a shadow.
I was caught off guard, who was left alone in the dressing room without a corner of her eye: "...?"
…
Ren Qinming thought that Ruan Song was just looking for an excuse to get him out, but when he went to the bathroom, he found that Ruan Song really wanted to go.
God knows how nervous he was when he saw Xie Lingene just now, he glanced around the toilet to make sure no one was there: "That Xie did nothing to you, right?"
Ruan Song finished uploading, staring down at the water that was flushed into his hands from the faucet, and said slowly: "What is he trying to do to me, I think he wants to do to you? Do what."
“…Huh?”
Ren Qinming was stunned and didn't understand what Ruan Song was saying.
Ruan Song did not lift his eyes and pulled out the paper beside him, his face relieved: "Forget it, you are an elm head, it is difficult to hold other things except me."
Xie Lingxi will only think about making fun of Ren Qinming if he succeeds in teasing him repeatedly.
Ren Qinming: "What can't hold other things..."
Should he be pretending?
Ruan Song dried his hands and rubbed his face where he was red, loudly: "Nothing! Well done! It should be like this, keep it up!"
"?"
Ren Qinming was completely confused.
…
Clubhouse measurements are quick.
Several uniformed designers gestured up and down with a tape measure, without even communicating, they just took a few photos of the person, and then rushed back to the locker room for the six people.
From the time they got the clothes they needed to change in, to the last time they finished measuring and changed back to their clothes, the whole process didn't even take 40 minutes, and Jiang Qiqi was over before she had enough fun.
Do it?"
What if the finished product doesn't fit or doesn't look good.
The program group for the six-person hemorrhage said quietly: "Money can make a ghost run the mill. Since you chose to work in this house, there is no such thing as being critical of others."
The cost of custom-made clothes in this club is actually not high among the peers, and the biggest feature is the fast delivery.
Unless it is a major occasion that requires special customization, an ordinary red carpet is more than enough for one night.
However, the premise of enjoying all this is that customers acquiesce to the level of their designers, do not accept customization with requirements, do not accept clothes that need to be modified after finishing, and do not accept returns.
Everything is like opening a blind box, the rules are obvious, quite arrogant, if you can't accept it, don't come to his house to make clothes.
Because the strength of others is placed on the table, they are not worried about the source of customers.
Zheng Qing just wanted to say that he had just met Xie Lingene who was also going to the Starlight Festival tomorrow night, and when he saw people in the long hall, he suddenly realized: "I just said why Xie Lingene is only today. Come over to make clothes, right next to him is Director Wang? Wow, this is another big production."
Ruan Song and Ren Qinming immediately raised their heads along his line of sight.
In the spacious corridor, Xie Lingene has also changed back to his personal clothes after measuring the size, and mixed with the group of Hao Hao Tang Tang coming out of the box.
Among them, the one who was closest to him was Wang Jiang, the chief director of the script that Ren Qinming wanted to play.
Wang Jiang is already in her 60s this year.
People, wherever they go, there are a group of people in the saddle.
No wonder Xu Lan was anxious.
The news only came from their front foot, and Xie Lingxi's back foot was on it. Who would have thought that he would move so fast.
In the entire T-shaped corridor, there are only two groups of them.
Xie Lingxi turned her head and saw them, just like she didn't have an episode in the dressing room before, she came over to greet them with a look of surprise.
The camera of the variety show group hasn't turned on yet. The director's plan is to wait for the six people to leave the clubhouse and take the nanny's car back to the half-mountain cabin to continue filming.
Ren Qinming aside, Zheng Qing and Qin Sijia are also old people in the circle, even if they are not familiar with Xie Lingxi, it is still no problem to call each other's names.
As soon as the basic Xie Lingene came over, several people immediately greeted him.
Especially behind Wang Jiang.
This time, even the variety show director team was taken aback. They didn't expect that they were lucky today, and they were fortunate enough to meet Director Wang. They all lined up to shake hands with their tails between their tails.
He brought Wang Jiang along with a group of production crews, who took care of them one by one.
The truth is that no matter what Xu Lan has achieved, now Xie Lingxi has made an appointment with Wang Jiang directly, Ren Qinming is 100% inferior.
It was not until here that Ruan Song suddenly realized that Xie Lingene had just been leisurely.
After all, this person could have walked away, but he wanted to let Wang Jiang notice Ren Qinming on purpose.
When he came over to shake hands, there was that unpredictable smile on his face: "I didn't expect it to be so coincidental, we Qinming are very busy people, usually I can't make an appointment if I want to."
The plot setting is finalized at the beginning - they haven't seen it today.
Two actors meet.
At this time, Ren Qinming was very good at acting again, and even Zheng Qing and Jiang Qiqi also lied to the past.
Wang Jiang looked at him up and down, raised his hand and patted Ren Qinming's arm: "The last time we met, it seems that it was already the set of "Wind Bells"."
Ren Qinming deserved it quickly: "Yes, it has been two years, thanks to your teaching at that time, the filming has been relatively smooth in the past two years, and it has been used so far."
This is the first time Ruan Song has seen him speak humbly, and everyone in the variety show group has been a little shocked.
Wang Jiang seemed to be very satisfied with Ren Qinming, his junior, his eyes as sharp as eagles revealed a smile: "I have watched your dramas for the past two years, it is not bad. I heard Xiao Xie say that you are going to meet Liu Muyan soon?"
Ren Qinming's throat froze: "...Yes."
Wang Jiang followed closely: "Then you have to prepare well before joining the group this year, Lao Liu's drama is grinding people, but the finished film is gratifying, just get through it. Well, do it well."
As soon as these words came out, it was basically equivalent to directly sentenced Ren Qinming to death.
Liu Muyan's play is rubbish, and if he wants to continue to fight for Wang Jiang in the same year, it's hard to say.
It's like the leader of your main business knows that you have other side jobs in addition to his assigned work. It's hard not to doubt that you can't devote yourself to your work and keep your best condition No distraction.
Xie Lingxi, the culprit of the "complaint", stood by the side with a smile and added: "And Qin Ming walked in front of me. I always thought he was single like me, Who knows that people have already solved their personal problems without knowing it, and I still have to learn from him in this regard."
In other words, Ren Qinming not only has to act, but also has to devote energy to fall in love.
Wang Jiang turned her eyes to Ruan Song next to her, but Aiwu Jiwu didn't shyly smile: "I know, it's been very popular on Weibo recently, and the screenwriter of "The Last Sunflower" is a good match for Qin Ming. "
"Hello, Director Wang."
Ruan Song owes her lower body generously, and the next words out of her mouth are so hard that no one expected: "I just finished watching your "Black Village" yesterday, I didn't expect to see the deity today."
Everyone is a meal.
Wang Jiang looked at him: "Have you watched "Black Village"?"
Strictly speaking, the script is still in a state of confidentiality at this stage, and it is generally not so easy to see, and it will not be directly reported on the table.
But the current situation is obviously that if you don't talk about it now, you will have no chance in the future.
Ruan Song can only pretend to unknowingly break the topic: "Yes, because Qin Ming wants to win the male lead of this drama, I just took a curious look. I happened to meet you today. Now, would you like to see the biography he wrote for your male protagonist?"
Creators know how to handle creators best.
Wang Jiang was as surprised as he expected, but he knew that Ren Qinming also wanted to act, but: "You also wrote a biography of the characters?"
Ruan Song smiled again without waiting for Ren Qinming's response: "Maybe because he likes it so much, he didn't want to eat after watching tea yesterday, and he was writing when he was having dinner with us in the box. "
The rest of the four: "???"
And what about this?
The smile on Xie Lingene’s face has faded to the naked eye.
Ruan Song kicked Ren Qinming's leg without a trace, and said, "It's so well written, but it's hidden and tucked. Show it to Director Wang."
Ren Qinming suddenly recovered from his daze, and hurriedly said "oh" and took out his mobile phone.
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