Chapter 370

Handlebar, yes, handlebar!

There is a part of the story where the action of concubine Yu is not in place. In order to guide her to fight in person, Xiang Yu encircles her in his arms from behind, holds her wrist and lifts her up. Concubine Yu's back is close to Xiang Yu's chest, and the whole person is surrounded by each other's breath.

Because of the posture, they are very close to each other. When they are close to an Ruixin, they can touch Wen Zhengrong's face as long as they turn their heads.

Not only that, Wen Zhengrong's hand did not know when to climb up her waist and gently supported her side.

An Ruixin is stunned, the whole person is stiff, looking at Wen Zhengrong's eyes is a bit shocked and helpless.

"Ka, stop, Ruixin, your movements are too rigid, and your eyes are not right."

On hearing the director's call, an Ruixin immediately got out of Wen Zhengrong's arms, slightly relieved, turned to Feng Zhicheng and said, "I'm sorry, director, I just didn't have a good mood."

Feng Zhicheng didn't blame her too much. An Ruixin played well in the last few plays. It's understandable that one of the plays was abnormal.

However, after several remakes, an Ruixin's reaction was almost the same as before, and Feng Zhicheng's face was a little ugly at last.

But soon, he seemed to think of something. He looked at an Ruixin with a smile, and said with a smile: "the previous scenes were not all very good. How could he be afraid of hands and feet when he arrived at this emotional scene? Can't Ruixin have never been in love before? "

An Ruixin was a little embarrassed and gave a dry smile. She did not deny it but did not admit it.

"OK, you go to the side first, find the feeling of the script, and we'll shoot other scenes first." Feng Zhicheng sees that an Ruixin is not in the state. He sighs and directly asks Wen Zhengrong to take an Ruixin to the side of the play and shoot other parts first.

Wen Zhengrong eyes slightly bright, with an Ruixin to one side, said with a smile: "you just too nervous."

The smile on an Ruixin's face became more and more stiff. There was a man who had obvious intention to himself behind her. Only when she was not nervous could she have a ghost.

An Ruixin took a deep breath, looked up at Wen Zhengrong and said, "I'm sorry, I suddenly thought of my boyfriend when I was just filming. I'm always in a daze. I'm so sorry for the trouble you've caused."

Wen Zhengrong's smile on Wen Yan's face froze, staring at an Ruixin's eyes. After a long time, she tentatively asked: "boyfriend?"

"Yes, I have a boyfriend. He likes to encircle my waist and hold me in his arms like Wen Yingdi just did. It's nothing to do between lovers, it's a bit embarrassing to do with others. "

An Ruixin raised her head to meet Wen Zhengrong's eyes and said, "I know it's taboo to bring personal emotions into my work, so I'm sorry. Please give me some time to get used to it."

"Get used to it a little bit?" Wen Zhengrong narrowed his eyes, with a point of expectation and uncertainty in his tone, "adapt to the fact that you like another person?"

An Ruixin heard Wen Zhengrong's voice out of the string. Her eyes were slightly heavy. She said faintly, "no, let me get used to it a little bit and treat you as him."

Not you as my boyfriend, but you as he, because I only like him, will not like other people.

So, even if I have to show my closeness to you in the play, it's just because I think of you as him.