Chapter 67

In the next few days, Xie Ning found that the relationship between him and Zhuang Yan seemed to be well known not only to the art group.

In the eyes of other studio staff, it has become a well-known thing.

The reason lies in Zhuang Yan's undisguised attitude.

Xie Ning sometimes thinks that a person like Zhuang Yan should be born in a very superior family. Only with excellent family background and strong personal ability can he cultivate such a personality of being independent and indifferent to the opinions of others.

Xie Ning didn't have much contact with Zhuang Yan's father, but he met Ms. Qiao several times. She was also a strong and confident woman. It was not surprising that Zhuang Yan could be cultivated.

But under this kind of arrogance, they do not easily and casually despise others. When they get along with recognized people, they always give each other enough respect.

This makes Xie Ning feel more precious.

Recently, the number of times he went to the studio has also greatly increased, sometimes because of business affairs, sometimes just idle in the past to kill time.

Xie Ning doesn't want to interfere with Zhuang Yan's work. Most of the time, he looks for a quiet corner from afar.

He brought a pen and paper, and when he caught inspiration, he would draw a few strokes.

When I went back to tidy up in the evening, I found that he didn't want to paint zhuangyan, but most of what he painted on the paper was his appearance.

Sheng Shisong commented: "this is probably the power of love. No matter how ordinary he is, his every move has a different meaning in your eyes."

Among the actors, Xie Ning is most familiar with Sheng Shi Song. At this moment, he takes advantage of his own scene before shooting, and touches Xie Ning to watch him draw.

Xie Ning slightly embarrassed smile to him.

At that time, he looked at the painting in his hand and said, "I'm painting again."

"Paint two strokes at once," Xie Ning said

He has a deep foundation in painting. Even if he just doodles, he looks very decent.

Sheng Shi Song envies a way: "when also someone can paint me casually."

Xie Ning Leng for a moment: "that I take time to draw a picture for you?"

Sheng Shisong took a look at him: "or forget it, I'm afraid that the Zhuang leader will tear me."

Xie Ning laughs: "which has such exaggeration."

"No exaggeration." Sheng Shisong said, "every time I appear around you, the look in Zhuang's eyes is like eating me alive. It's really jealous."

At the end of his speech, he also laughed.

Xie Ning's line of sight can't help but lean towards Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan is looking at the camera intently with his brow locked.

Frowning seems to be his special expression when filming.

But soon his expression calmed down. He did not know when he found Xie Ning. He whispered a few words to the people beside him. After a while, a staff member came to Xie Ning and handed him a bottle of water.

Xie Ning blinked: "thank you."

The staff should have other things to do. They left in a hurry after handing the water. Xie Ning is not very used to this kind of special care.

"If I come to the set, will I disturb you too much?" He asked Sheng Shisong.

Sheng Shisong: "No

Xie Ning didn't quite believe: "is it?"

Sheng Shi chuckled: "don't you know, in fact, we all hope you can come to the set more."

Xie Ning shakes his head: "I don't know."

Sheng Shisong: "don't you find that the staff are very warm to you?"

Xie Ning: "I thought it was Zhuang Yan."

Sheng Shisong chuckled: "you can be mistaken. No matter in which group, the director has always been the enemy of the whole people."

"Why?" Xie Ning wondered

"Because it's difficult." Sheng Shisong said, "if the director is dissatisfied with something, others will have to expend their energy to change it until he is satisfied. So whether they are staff or actors, Tucao directors make complaints about their work in private.

Xie Ning thought for a moment, and found that it was quite reasonable.

Sheng Shisong said: "especially in your family, it's hard to double the difficulty. I've been in a lot of troupes. Director Zhuang is the most picky one. He can't fool around at all."

When he heard "your family", Xie Ning's face turned red. Finally, he couldn't help but explain for him: "he is I'm fastidious and perfectionist. "

"So it's hard for us." Sheng Shisong complained, "do you know how Luo Zixin describes him in private?"

"How to describe it?" Xie Ning asked with great interest

"Ng maniac." Sheng Shisong said, "every time he takes a scene, he must open his mouth to be ng. He has to shoot you to the point of mental breakdown before he can hear a voice from his mouth:" after, next. "

Xie Ning couldn't help laughing.

"So we all hope you can come to the set more."

Xie Ning inexplicably: "what does this have to do with me? Is he not ng when I am present?""No Sheng Shi Song said in a low voice, "as long as you are present, he won't scold the actor as a dead wood, and he will rarely speak to you in a pleasant tone."

Luo Zixin was also frightened by Zhuang Yan's gentle tone for the first time. After filming, Luo Zixin stroked his chest and asked song Zhuangzi which tendon was wrong.

Xie Ning choked on his saliva and said, "yes Is that exaggeration? "

When it's prosperous, it's loose, but it's smiling.

Today, Xie Ning had nothing to do, so he waited until Zhuang Yan finished work and planned to go back to the hotel with him.

At the end of the last scene, Xie Ning put away the pen and paper in his hand. As soon as the finishing, Zhuang Yan came to him.

A shadow fell on his side. Xie Ning looked up at him and asked, "finished?"

"Well." Zhuang Yan said, "today's rehearsal is very intensive and I didn't find time to come to you."

"I'll just watch it here," he said

Zhuang Yan didn't speak. After a pause, he asked gloomily, "I'll send you a text message and ask you to come to me directly. Don't you see it?"

"Xie Ning Leng for a moment:" have

He felt his pocket subconsciously and found it empty.

He remembered leaving his mobile phone with him when he went out in the morning. He recalled and said, "maybe I left my cell phone in the office when I came out."

Zhuang Yan nodded and accepted the explanation.

Back to the hotel, Xie Ning first went to the conference room on the third floor to find his mobile phone.

At this time, all the people in the art group are gone. Fortunately, Xie Ning has the key to open the door and enter by himself.

It was not too late, he simply did not turn on the light, went to his seat, as expected, his mobile phone fell on the table.

When he picked up the mobile phone, he reached out and pressed it. He found that the screen was still black and there was no power.

Is Apple's power so not disabled?

He was puzzled for a few seconds and didn't think much about it.

After such a delay, I happened to meet shengshisong when I went upstairs.

Seeing him, Zhuang Yan clasped his hands on Xie Ning's waist with a little possessiveness, and held him in his arms.

Sheng Shi Song shrugged helplessly, and then looked at Xie Ning, as if to say "I'm right, so jealous.".

Xie Ning held for a while, did not hold back, quietly red ear tip.

The elevator stops at the top floor and says goodbye to heshengshi. When they come to the door, Xie Ning finds that Zhuang Yan doesn't understand, so he looks for his room card.

As soon as he lowered his head, his body was pushed down by zhuangyan and the whole person was covered by him.

Xie Ning blinked. Before he could speak, Zhuang Yan lowered his head and held his earlobe.

"Still outside..." Shenin subconsciously wants to push him away.

Zhuang Yan and his forehead are against each other, and the tip of his nose is almost touching each other. Their breathing sounds are slowly intertwined.

"But I can't wait." Zhuang Yan said in a low voice, "you haven't come to me all afternoon."

"I didn't see the text message," Schering said

Zhuang Yan snorted again: "and you have been chatting with Sheng Shi for such a long time."

Xie Ning: "not long."

Zhuang Yan said, "it's not long to chat for an hour or more than 15 minutes."

Xie Ning was dumb for a moment and had nothing to say. After a long time, he said, "what do you mean?"

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "of course."

Xie Ning can not, head up compensatory ground in Zhuang Yan lip kiss.

"Then I bribe you. Will you let me in?"

Zhuang Yan licked his lips and let go.

After entering the room, Xie Ning hung his coat on the hanger. After a while, he remembered the cell phone in his pocket and took it back to the bedroom to charge.

After charging for about 10 minutes, Xie Ning pressed the power button to see what message Zhuang Yan sent him.

Not long after the mobile phone screen lit up, several unanswered calls came out first.

Xie Ning looked at the full screen notice, inexplicably raised a premonition.

He made up his mind and called back uncle Zhong, the most frequently called person.

Uncle Zhong picked up almost one second after the bell rang.

His voice is a little distorted in the phone, with a bit of panic, but his words are still clear.

"Young master, master Xie fell down when he went down the stairs today. He was sent to the hospital, but he still hasn't woken up yet..."

Xie Ning's brain "hum" a sound, instantly what can't remember.

Uncle Zhong's ethereal voice rang out in his ear Can you come back as soon as possible? "

Xie Ning seemed to understand his meaning for a long time. He opened his mouth, but could not speak.

Uncle Zhong didn't hear the response and said anxiously, "young master?"

Xie Ning felt that his body didn't look like his own. He stood on the edge of the bed and reluctantly found his voice: "grandfather, he Are you all right? "

Uncle Zhong paused: "after all, the old man is old, and his health has always been bad The doctor said that the situation is not very optimistic, maybe he can't wake up, or... "Xie Ning grasped the mobile phone blankly and felt dizzy.

When his consciousness came back, he found himself on the ground, but he could not feel any pain.

All the senses seemed to be detached from him.

Zhuang Yan is not very relieved when he hears the movement of the master bedroom. After entering the door, he is frightened by his embarrassed appearance.

"What's the matter?" He crouched down, trying to pull Schering up.

Xie Ning's hand pinched his arm, but when he stood up, his whole body was too soft and powerless, and he fell directly into Zhuang Yan's arms.

Smelling Zhuang Yan's familiar breath, he slowly absorbed the strength of peace of mind.

He was close to Zhuang Yan's chest, and his voice was incoherent: "I I'm going back. "