Chapter 80

In the evening, when the director saw that the sky and the setting sun met the requirements, he took the time to let the people change to the outside to shoot the scenes in the courtyard. Hula, the staff move the equipment to the courtyard again. Ling Han goes out of the room alone, while Yixu is waited on by three assistants and comes out like the stars.

The two are far apart intentionally or unintentionally. Ling Han is buried in the script in the East, while Yixu is sitting on his mobile phone in the West. Occasionally, Ling Han will feel the piercing sight of the opposite side, but she doesn't think so.

After the equipment was ready, the two started shooting again. In the process of filming, Ling Han looks up and finds a familiar figure standing by the wooden door of the courtyard staring at herself. Look carefully and recognize Zhu Beixian.

Zhu Beixian was surrounded by a few people, most of whom were actors who used it to pull relations. Zhu Beixian, with both hands on his back, is standing tall and upright. There are people talking to him next to him. He occasionally nods with a smile. People who listen to him immediately look excited. They probably think that president Zhu has listened to his words seriously and said more.

But Ling Han knows that Zhu Beixian didn't listen at all. He's looking over here.

Too far away, Ling Han can't see his eyes and expression clearly, but he can feel Zhu Beixian's deep vision has been condensed in his body.

Ling Han doesn't know why he has been staring at himself. He has met Zhu Beixian several times, and none of them has ever used such a silent and almost complex look to stare at him

I'm here. That kind of sight is like a hot degree, which makes people feel numb. If Ling Han didn't know his callous personality, she would almost think that he was in love with herself.

As soon as the idea of "falling in love with yourself" crossed her mind, goose bumps all over her body rushed out. This idea was terrible and disgusting. Ling Han quickly took back her sight and focused on the performance.

After taking back his sight, he found that Yixu was staring at himself. His face was stiff and his nose moved slightly, as if he was trying to suppress some emotion.

Ling Han is stunned.

"Why does he look at you?" Yixu's voice seemed to burst out of his teeth, word by word, very depressed.

Ling Han doesn't know what expression to put on. How does he know Zhu Beixian will look at himself?

"Isn't he looking at you?" Ling Han's voice is cold.

Yixu is stunned, and a suspicious look appears on his face. He turns to see the direction of the arch, looks at Linghan again, and hums coldly.

The two actors were a little absent-minded, and the performance effect was greatly reduced. From the loudspeaker came director Li's cry: "what are you doing?"

As soon as Ling Han's spirit was boosted, she quickly put into the shooting state, and inadvertently looked in the direction of the arch again. Zhu Beixian was no longer there.

Late into the night, Ling Han dragged her tired body into the hotel room. Shortly after the door was closed, a slight sound of button was heard outside.

Ling Han thinks it's her roommate who finally comes. She hurried to open the door. When she sees people outside, she is stunned and stays in the same place.

The people outside are not others, it's Zhu Beixian.

The faint smell of wine comes from Zhu Beixian. Zhu Beixian puts his coat on his shoulder with his right hand and holds the door frame with his left hand, which vaguely prevents Ling Han from closing the door.

He tilts his head, squints slightly, and stares at Ling Han without blinking.

"What are you doing here?"

Ling Han holds the door and frowns. If Zhu Beixian knows the truth, he should read out the obvious unwelcome emotion from his face and then leave on his own initiative. He believed that with Zhu Beixian's ability to observe words and colors, he should easily understand his own expression. But he was wrong.

Zhu Beixian not only didn't leave wisely, but came into the room.

Ling Han's pupil expanded slightly because of surprise, and then said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhu, it's very late. I'm going to sleep."

Late at night, the hotel was quiet, and there was nothing in the corridor except the scarlet carpet illuminated by the dim yellow light. It's already past twelve o'clock, most people are asleep, no one will wander in the hotel corridor.

Ling Han makes a speech to drive people. It seems that Zhu Beixian finally listens to it and stops

The dull sound of the leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor suddenly stopped.

"... Bai zice?"

The low voice sounds like thunder. Ling Han suddenly looks up and stares at Zhu Beixian's eyes.

"Who are you calling?"

Ling Han's voice is tense.

Zhu Beixian's dark eyes flashed a little confused, then shook his head, looked at the person in front of him for a moment, and suddenly said: "ah, you are not him, you are Ling Han."

Ling Han clenched her fingers slightly, but her throat was still a little tight. "I'm very similar to Bai zice. Is it hard for president Zhu to know the first day?"Zhu Beixian shook his head, his eyes showed a rare light of nostalgia, "I know you are like him, today you look like him in ancient clothes, especially like him."

Irritable mood flashed over her heart, Ling Han raised her eyebrows and said: "Mr. Zhu came to my room in the middle of the night, just to tell me that he and Bai zice are very similar, right?"

"Of course not."

Zhu Beixian raised his hand slightly, as if to touch Ling Han's face, but Ling Han dodged. He took back his hand and said, "Bai zice and I are very good friends. Since his death, I have been thinking about him all the time..."

Zhu Beixian speaks very slowly and deeply. Every word seems to be full of deep feelings, but Ling Han's ears are especially ironic. Those faded humiliation and hatred

All of a sudden, he became so sharp that his chest was about to crack.

"Good friend?" Ling Han's voice is a little sharp, "how good is it? Can Mr. Zhu chase after someone who looks like him? "

Zhu Beixian was stunned and rubbed his temple with his hand. "Sorry, I'm a little drunk."

Ling Han is indifferent.

Zhu Beixian seems to finally understand Ling Han's impatience. He goes out with his coat. When he comes to the door, he thinks of something. He turns his head and asks, "can I invite you to dinner tomorrow noon?"

I'm afraid other actors will jump up in joy if they are invited to dinner by president Zhu. But Ling Han has only one disgusting feeling for him and coldly refuses: "tomorrow is a journey, no time."

The refusal makes Zhu Beixian slightly stunned, then takes a deep look at Ling Han, turns and walks out of the room.

Ling Han stands in the room for a moment. After the sudden anger recedes, she puts on her pajamas and lies on the bed playing with her mobile phone. He didn't know what was wrong with Zhu Beixian. He suddenly came over and said to himself that he looked like Bai zice. He also showed his nostalgia for Bai zice. Didn't he know that he had a name called "Xiao Bai zice"? Isn't a few years at GMG enough to let him know this fact? So, what does he want to do?

Zhu Beixian's abnormality made him more alert. He wanted to see what Zhu Beixian would do next.

There are many friends applying on Weibo, including "stylist scissors" and "little fox".

Thinking of the two lovely and lively girls, Ling Han smiles and clicks the "agree" button.