MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 139 This green hat is for you.

When Zhou Wei’s voice just fell, he heard a bang, and after he unloaded his makeup, he was shaking up the make-up artist’s assistant’s hand and shook his hand. Pile up messy things.

Why are you blind?

The little assistant accidentally smashed the secret horror and quickly squatted on the ground to pick up things: "Sorry sorry..."

In fact, the crew is obvious to all, and Su Yao’s acting skills are almost impeccable.

In fact, to be honest, his state is the most stable in the entire crew, even when Zhou Wei still has troubles, Su Yao has never lost the chain.

Can Da Zhou Ying Emperor Zhangkou is this kind of unrelenting words, it is completely a tough posture...

He is just a little assistant who is quiet and quiet behind the master. Why do you bump into this terrible Shura field!

Looking at the little assistant holding a bunch of cosmetics and ran out in a panic, He Yan moved his eyes to Zhou Wei and said slowly: "Well... you are right."

The acting skills that are manifested by mental cheating, even if they are superbly superb, are only superficially disguised, and there is really no "soul."

Zhou Wei’s evaluation is indeed very accurate.

If the assistant hasn't run far, he will be shocked to find that his expression is very calm at this time, there is no sign of anger at all, and even a slight smile.

Zhou Wei saw that he admitted so calmly, and after a moment of sorrow, he frowned and explained: "I am not accusing you."

Objectively speaking, Su Yao’s acting skills are indeed unable to pick out any problems. Whether it is emotional control or performance, almost what the script requires, he will be able to complete all the requirements in the original place, without any omission.

Su Yao has practiced the skills to the extreme, but he simply used the skills to act, and did not invest in emotion from beginning to end.

In other words, he did not enter the show.

——Although this sentence said that there may be a suspicion of Su Yaoqiang’s dirty water, he really can feel that Su Yao has never substituted himself into the role of the play.

After the performance, he didn't even need a process to get rid of the plot. When everyone was still immersed in the atmosphere he built with superb skills, he himself had already begun to prepare for the next play.

The whole person gave him the feeling that it was like a performance machine that was so precise and never going wrong, not an "actor" with flesh and blood.

He smiled with a sly smile on the last week, "I know."

Spiritual ability can perceive people's emotional well-being. Just in the mirror for the moment when they stared at last week, he felt that this person did not have any malice against himself.

Against the face that seems to be in no way emotionally fluctuating because of other people's words, Zhou Yingdi, who rarely communicates with others, is caught in a short silence, and his heart is full of frustration.

After struggling to organize the language, he looked straight at He Wei and said with a serious expression: "You are better at performing skills than I am, but your performance lacks a little affection."

Zhou Yingdi continued: "I just feel a little pity. If you can join your own feelings, your acting skills can also raise a level."

Yes, it’s a pity.

He now sees Su Yao’s mood, just like seeing a big white radish that grows very white and fat. He can only mature completely under the pot, but he doesn’t know why he refuses to grow and makes him anxious. I can't wait to pick up my sleeves and grab the radish scorpion and pull it up twice.

As long as the boundary is broken, Su Yao’s acting skills can reach a higher level than him.

"Thank you for the concern of Mr. Zhou," looked at Zhou Yingdi's wrinkle and tighter brows. He Yan interrupted his thoughts and euphemistically said: "But acting like this requires talent. I may not have that kind of talent by nature. ""

Zhou Yi’s brows are almost knotted, and his instincts tell him that Su Yao is only perfunctory.

Entering a play is not a very difficult thing. What it needs more is the actor's intention than the talent.

He paused again and stressed with a strong tone: "But you are an actor."

He Yan replied in his words: "Yes, the actor is my profession, so I have always treated the act as a job and taken it seriously."

Zhou Wei: "..."

There was nothing wrong with this, but he always felt that something was wrong.

He still wanted to say something, but at this time an awkward cell phone rang and interrupted the words he had not spoken.

- The voice is uploaded from the youth in front of you.

He Yan smiled apologetically at him, reaching out from his trouser pocket and taking out his mobile phone.

Caller ID: Mr. Xie.

He tapped the screen at his fingertips and chose to answer. The man’s low voice rang through the phone.

"Dear, is it over? I will pick you up."

He Wei was a little surprised: "Well? You have come over... It is over, when did you arrive?"

Last night, when I talked to the man about the video call, the man was clearly in the villas of the two provinces. It was not long before the sun just rose, and it was already in the position of the crew.

Recently, Xie is developing a new project. Although men have not taken the initiative to mention the recent work, the subtle tiredness between the eyebrows can not be concealed through the honest projection of images.

The reason why he was so late with the man was that he didn't want him to go back and forth at this time.

As a result, looking at the man’s posture, I still stayed up late.

The originally low sound was transmitted with a trace of magnetism through the signal, and it was drilled into his ear through a speaker attached to his ear, as if it had been drilled into the heart: "Is it not long before it came out? I am now In your car, let the assistant take you over."

In the man's tone, it is not difficult to hear the eagerness. He can only comfort him softly: "I will wait for me for twenty minutes, okay?"

The man seemed to be snoring impatiently and reluctantly said: "Okay, you are faster."

After he hangs up the phone, he can't help but laugh.

Zhou Wei, who was quietly listening for a long time, asked: "Are you rushing away?"

He Hao nodded and said in a serious way: "Yes, the driver is urging, and then it is easy to get stuck in traffic. Sorry, we will talk again the next day."

Since the other side of the conversation has expressed the willingness to leave, the conversation seems to have ended.

Zhou Wei thought for a moment and said, "That's good, I wish you happiness."

He picked up his bag still on the seat and said to him: "Thank you."

When I walked to the door of the dressing room, the thin-eyed young man showed a light smile to him. It seemed to be in a good mood. The dark eyes with a sense of alienation were also very soft. And he said the last sentence: "Everyone has their own choice, isn't it?"

After Su Yao’s departure, he stood in the empty and empty dressing room and thought for a long time before he understood the unfinished meaning of the youth.

For himself, his life is focused on acting. He sincerely loves the job, so he is willing to pay time and energy for it.

But for Su Yao, he only regards acting as a job. In his life, there are more important things that are holding his heart.

Looking at the direction of the already empty door for a long time, Zhou Yingdi, who has lost interest in things other than acting, has suddenly produced a rare curiosity.

The person who just called is... is Su Yao’s choice?

......

When the members of the crew mostly looked with disappointment and friendly eyes, He Wei kept a polite smile and left the room with the assistant.

Under the leadership of the assistant, He Wei soon saw his own low-key car.

As soon as the door was opened, he was dragged by his wrist, pulled into the car, and then fell into a warm embrace.

Before I had time to look at the man's face, his head was held down and buried in the man's warm neck. The waist was also shackled by the man's arm. The body was forced to stick with the person in front of him. Hehe.

The distance is too close, and you can feel the obvious hardness between the men's legs.

The bang of the bang was light, and the assistant looked calmly closing the unmanned door, then stuffed the employer’s huge suitcase into the trunk, and finally pulled the front door and sat in the driver’s position. The partition between the front seat and the rear seat rises.

The whole process is not squint, knowledge, and due diligence.

At first glance, it is worthy of being processed.

When the partition rises, the man screams "drive" and the vehicle is started smoothly.

After getting on the bus, He Wei was stunned by the man for five or six minutes. He felt a little more and more obvious about the man's presence on his part, and finally he was finally released with compassion.

Now, he has time to look at the gold lord who does not follow the common sense and rushes to pick him up.

The man is dressed in a neat and tidy suit, and the hair is neatly organized. Don’t leave behind, revealing a smooth and full forehead, a pair of postures just coming down from the negotiating table, very cold and abstinence.

Just if you move your eyes down, you will find a group of indescribable existences, highlighting that men are not as cool as clothing.

Seeing his gaze falling on himself, the man did not hide his cover, raised his eyebrows slightly, and reached out to the tie with great frankness. The action slightly rudely pulled the neat tie from his neck. Throwed into the seat.

Unbuttoning the buttons on the neckline reveals a small, tight-chested chest.

The man's thin lips are slightly open, and the voice is full of hoarseness that cannot be ignored. He is called low: "...away."

He Ruli called back and forth: "Mr. Xie."

The man couldn't listen to his embarrassing and polite manner, especially when he was in bed, and every time he heard it, he couldn't help but make his voice broken and he couldn't be polite.

Although you can't really get a gun in the car, you can talk about it with ease.

......

The location of the crew and the villa of Xie’s house are separated by two provinces. When I finally got home, it was already the sunset. The golden afterglow sprinkled on the tall trees by the road, and the branches and leaves were covered with a golden sable.

The long road will inevitably make people feel bored. He was tired after being tossed for a while. Finally, he fell asleep in the culprit for a few hours before he was awakened by his nose.

After a few hours of sleep, He Wei was full of energy, blinked, quickly woke up from his sleep, turned his head and broke the man's hand and got off the car. "Mr. Xie, I will go down first."

The man trimmed his crumpled clothes, and found a tie with a trace of unidentified liquid from the corner of the seat. The gray-blue eyelids were covered with a dull color, and I thought about it. I got out of the car.

The aunt who worked at home had been attracted to the door by the movement of He Wei, and when Xie Shizhang approached, his face showed a horrified expression.

The tie was squatting in the hand, the collar was wide open, and the regular suit didn't know what terrible disaster it had suffered. It was all wrinkled and almost impossible to read.

This appearance of Mr. looks really awkward...

In her impression, Mr. has always been a very self-controlful person, doing things in a well-organized manner, as if he had planned everything, and rarely showed such a rude appearance.

Xie Shizhang seems to be in a good mood, and asks her casually: "Su Yao?"

Auntie quickly converges on the surprise on his face and replies with respect: "Mr. Su went upstairs and said that he was going to take a shower."

The youth’s movements were very rapid. When Xie Shizhang entered the bedroom, he heard the pattering water in the bathroom.

He reached out and pressed the doorknob of the bathroom. Without pressing it, he knocked on the door and lured the youth: "Let's move, open the door, let me go in and wash."

The clear voice of the youth came from inside the door, with a bit of distortion and embarrassment. "No, I am going to wash, you are waiting outside for a while."

Actually, he was not prepared to have a bath with him.

Since the bath is hopeless, the man does not tease him. He said: "No hurry, you wash slowly, don't freeze yourself."

Unfortunately, I shook my head and put the tie in my hand on the back of the bedroom. I took off my wrinkled suit jacket. Xie Shizhang turned and walked out of the bedroom.

It was too hasty to go last night. He has a document to confirm.

Although he was not used to working in the study room with a wolf, he was infected with the youthful body, and there was no feeling of being intolerable.

Finding the documents from the desk and carefully confirming that there is indeed an agreement that the expression is too vague, he wrote down the matter with a note, ready to go to the company tomorrow and let the subordinates re-edit.

After reading the documents, the man got up and left the study, but his eyes inadvertently swept through an inconspicuous brown box placed in the corner of the study.

- This seems to be something that was collected from the family when the young man moved. He heard that the young people said that there were some small things that were useless, and he let people put them in the study.

Originally, this box has been placed under his eyelids for nearly half a year. He has not raised the desire to open and see, but at this moment, he has no reason to suddenly have a strong interest in this humble box.

It was confirmed that the youth did not emphasize that the things in this box could not be touched. Without wanting to know more about the wishes of the youth, there was no hesitation. The man opened the box in the first few steps.

Shown in front of him is a full set of 20 exquisite and lovely hands, which are mostly cute female characters, the convex convex, the curled up, very vivid and realistic.

Xie Shizhang: "..."

So He Yushu took a shower after bathing out of the bathroom, and saw the man in the hands of an anime girl wearing a miniskirt, looking at him with a good face.

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