Chapter 55

Qin Zhuo frowned when he heard Zhang Zhechong's words, but the words he said were still related to the script: "Zhechong, there is something wrong with your understanding."

"The theme of this scene is venting. It doesn't matter whether the person involved can discover your dissatisfaction. You just need to show resistance. The role of father is just an external manifestation of oppression..."

Qin Zhuo rambled on a lot about understanding the plot. Zhang Zhechong read the script and nodded while listening.

Zhang Zhechong looked serious, but his eyes seemed to be thinking about other things.

But every time Qin Zhuo finished for him the emotions and psychological processes that needed to be revealed in the script, it was time for him to figure out the next sentence by himself. Zhang Zhechong can always find new problems in the script.

It's like I don't want to leave the director's studio.

Zhang Zhechong stayed until the second before the official start of filming and then left.

Qin Zhuo was a little worried when he saw Zhang Zhechong finally leaving. He looked at Qi Zhao and said, "Do you think Zhechong saw us hugging each other just now? I don't think he was curious at all."

Unlike Qin Zhuo who was confused, Qi Zhao knew it well.

She smiled comfortingly at Qin Zhuo and said to him: "He doesn't look like a person who talks nonsense. It shouldn't matter even if he is seen."

Qin Zhuo boasted that he knew Zhang Zhechong's character, and when he heard Qi When Zhao said this, he felt a little relieved: "Zhe Chong doesn't like to join in the fun. He probably doesn't know that the people in the crew are gossiping about us."

But Zhang Zhechong, who was evaluated by Qin Zhuo as "doesn't like to join in the fun", has since After encountering this incident, I would run to the director's studio from time to time with the script in hand.

Zhang Zhechong's reason is extremely reasonable - for a male protagonist who has never learned acting to ask the director for script advice, it is understandable in anyone's opinion.

Although Qin Zhuo was very pleased with Zhang Zhechong's hard work, Qin Zhuo still felt that he was a little too diligent.

Not only on the set, but sometimes when Zhang Zhechong returned to the B&B to rest after work, he would take the script to ask for advice.

I was already busy working on the set during the day, and now most of my rest time at night was taken up.

As a result, Qin Zhuo, who had just learned the taste of marrow, had no chance to be alone with Qi Zhao.

Sometimes, as soon as he had said a few words to Qi Zhao, Zhang Zhechong suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Qin Zhuo, who was kept in the dark and had no idea, could only think that he had not chosen the right time, but Qi Zhao and Zhang Zhechong were like mirrors in their hearts.

The system saw Zhang Zhechong's performance in the past two days and was amazed: [I didn't expect that Zhang Zhechong looked honest and was so strong in doing things. 】

Qi Zhao was sorting out the work reports to be submitted to the company when he heard the system's words. When he heard the system's sigh, he just said "hmm" lightly.

After getting along with Qi Zhao for a long time, the system has acquired some of her personality. She always likes to tell jokes when seeing other people acting serious.

[Qi Zhao, are you so calm that you are no longer interested in Zhang Zhechong? 】

The system’s original intention was to see Qi Zhao refute itself, but when it observed Qi Zhao’s reaction, it was as if it had punched cotton.

The system felt vaguely that something was wrong. After a few seconds of pause, he seemed to realize something and said in a shocked tone: [Qi Zhao, you won't give in to Zhang Zhechong so quickly, right? ! 】

How many days has it been? ! ! !

Qi Zhao neither admitted nor denied, but only said: "He has been hanging out in front of me and Qin Zhuo too much these past two days."

"I don't like boys who are too clingy. It's very troublesome."

The system heard Qi Zhao say With this sentence, the whole string of data was confused: [Why? Wasn't Zhang Zhechong doing this because he was jealous of you competing with Qin Zhuo? 】

This kind of plot and drama where several male protagonists are jealous because of players is very common in their database, and the market feedback is also good.

The system really doesn't understand why Qi Zhaohui reacted this way.

Qi Zhao's eyes were a little sore as he had been staring at the computer screen.

She leaned back on the chair, closed her eyes and rubbed her shank, and replied to the system: "Because I can't find a sense of accomplishment or satisfaction in men competing for me and being jealous."

"I only think they are very "It's annoying."

Perhaps because he knew that the system could not understand his words, Qi Zhao explained again: "It doesn't hurt that a person like Zhang Zhechong who doesn't want status hangs in front of Qin Zhuo who has completed the strategy. Then if he finds out about Gu Cihe later. Where is Ji Yue?"

Qi Zhao opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, sighing: "Bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes. It will be troublesome if Zhang Zhechong finds Ji Yue and Gu Ci."

The system replied after hearing this. Wei Lai asked Qi Zhao with some worry: "What should we do? Do you have to find a reason to draw a clear line with Zhang Zhechong?" ]

Qi Zhao straightened up and replied to the system: "No, just cold processing."

Before the system could realize what she meant, Qi Zhao saw that Qi Zhao had saved a backup computer file and said: "Qin Zhuo's work on this movie The report is finished and I should return to the company in the next two days."

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Qi Zhao booked the earliest flight back from city A tomorrow on his mobile phone.

Today is specially circled in the B&B’s calendar.

Qi Zhao remembered that Zhang Zhechong seemed to have said before that there seemed to be some folk activities in the village today.

All the crew members were busy filming, and now only Qi Zhao and the boss were left in the B&B.

Qi Zhao stretched out and said to the system: "It's my last day here anyway, let's go out for a couple of walks."

When Qi Zhao packed up and walked to the door, he happened to see the owner of the B&B dressed up and about to go out.

When the boss saw Qi Zhao coming out, his expression was surprised: "Little girl, are you going to the meeting too?"

Although Qi Zhao didn't understand what "meeting" was, she could deduce two things when she saw that the boss's clothes didn't look like regular clothes. People should go to the same place.

So Qi Zhao smiled and nodded to the boss: "Yes, I happen to be leaving tomorrow and today I want to join in the fun."

The boss, who was born and raised in the local area, immediately became enthusiastic when he heard Qi Zhao's words: " Are you leaving tomorrow? Then we have to treat you well."

The boss led Qi Zhao to the middle of the liveliest crowd while introducing Qi Zhao to the folk culture here: "Come here, little girl! Keep these dancers close,"

the B&B owner said as if he treated Qi Zhao as his own child: "The dances we perform here are used to worship gods, pray for blessings, and ward off plagues. It's good to be closer."

Qi Zhao was asked! Along the way the B&B owner pulled me over, the sound of gongs and drums in my ears became louder and louder, and the colors in front of me became more and more rich.

When Qi Zhao arrived at the event with the owner of the B&B, it was already dark.

The red light and smoke from the burning fire and dry wood filled the entire sky. The old people in the village sat and watched quietly, while the children who had just finished school were chasing and playing in the noise.

In the center of the crowd was a group of men wearing the same clothes but different masks.

They danced rhythmically to the regular drumbeats.

The stick in his hand made a sound that sounded at the same time, and the steps under his feet swayed to the simplest and most primitive music.

Qi Zhao saw them shaking their heads, twisting their bodies, and jumping around. Although the masks worn by the men were a bit exaggerated and fierce, the bright cloth strips and metal ornaments that fluttered with their dance movements had an inexplicable and strange beauty.

Qi Zhao, who was originally pulled over by the owner of the B&B just to watch the excitement, now became immersed.

Qi Zhao stood at the innermost side of the crowd at first and could intuitively feel the dual impact of vision and hearing.

But when the people around him gradually became crowded, Qi Zhao withdrew.

The dancers in the center of the crowd had changed several times. Although Qi Zhao could not understand the content of their dances, but looking at the pious looks of the people around him, he knew that these dances were probably blessings.

There are many people coming here to participate in the event, and there are several food stalls on the roadside.

Although Qi Zhao was not hungry, he still bought one out of curiosity when he saw a stall that looked like a specialty snack that he had never seen before.

She found a quiet place to sit down, picked up the snack she just bought and took a bite.

It's hard to say whether it tastes good or bad. Qi Zhao only thinks it tastes strange.

Qi Zhao was lowering his head and trying to finish what he was holding as soon as possible when he suddenly felt a gust of wind on his forehead.

She looked up and saw a man wearing a mask.

The man's clothes and mask looked familiar to Qi Zhao, and she remembered that she had seen them before.

Qi Zhao raised his head and smiled at the man. Before he could say hello, he saw his feet moving, as if he was about to dance.

However, the man only jumped for a few beats. A cloth-shaped object in his hand shook on Qi Zhao's head and then withdrew his hand.

Qi Zhao was confused by his actions and asked, "Excuse me, may I ask what this is?"

The man's slender but rough, calloused hands were placed on both sides of the mask.

The moment before he showed his face, Qi Zhao heard Zhang Zhechong's voice:

"Pray for blessings and eliminate disasters."

Zhang Zhechong's face under the mask was sweating a lot, his bangs stuck to his forehead, and the ends of his hair were beaten strands . .

But he didn't look embarrassed. The ethnic costume he wore that was different from ordinary clothes matched his unique face, which was surprisingly harmonious.

After Qi Zhao came to her senses, she smiled at Zhang Zhechong and asked him, "Aren't you filming?"

She remembered that the staff at the B&B left early in the morning.

Zhang Zhechong shook his head, but kept his eyes fixed: "I asked for leave from the director before, but I couldn't shoot today because of something in the village..."

I don't know if it was because of the sudden mention of Qin Zhuo, but after Zhang Zhechong finished speaking, he pursed his lips.

When he saw the thing in Qi Zhao's hand, he suddenly asked as if changing the subject: "Is it delicious?"

Qi Zhao followed Zhang Zhechong's gaze and glanced at the half-portion of special snacks left, and replied euphemistically. : "I might not be used to it."

But she still wanted to finish it as soon as possible because she didn't want to waste food.

Zhang Zhechong seemed to have noticed Qi Zhao's dilemma. He stretched out his hand and naturally took the thing in her hand, and drank it in a few mouthfuls.

The movements were as close as her boyfriend.

Qi Zhao was afraid that Zhang Zhechong would give birth to unnecessary hopes again, so he stood up and planned to say goodbye: "Then you should be busy first. I have work here and need to go to the B&B to take care of it."

The moment Qi Zhao turned around, someone grabbed his wrist. Trapped.

She met Zhang Zhechong's eyes and saw a trace of panic in them: "...Are you angry?"

Although Qi Zhao knew exactly what he was asking, he still pretended not to know anything and shook his head with a smile. Shaking his head: "No, have you done something?"

Zhang Zhechong was a sincere person. Qi Zhao just said so casually, and he took out all the words in his heart: "I have been disturbing you and the director these two days. Get along...will you be angry with me?"

Qi Zhao asked again: "Why should I be angry?"

"Because you and the director are... boyfriend and girlfriend."

Zhang Zhechong's words seemed to be knowing and intentional. Sense of morality.

Qi Zhao shook his head, still pretending not to know and did not expose Zhang Zhechong: "No, weren't you talking to Qin Zhuo about the script? I'm not that stingy."

Zhang Zhechong was convinced when he heard this lie . Really relieved.

He stared at Qi Zhao with wet eyes.

Like a canine animal with its tail hanging down: "You haven't come to me these two days, I thought you hated me..."

Qi Zhao smiled at Zhang Zhechong, and finally told the truth: "I Tian didn’t ignore you on purpose. It’s just that the company was anxious to get the work report for this movie and worked overtime for two days.”

Although Zhang Zhechong didn’t understand what a “work report” was, he could smell a hint of farewell. .

Zhang Zhechong's tone became a little anxious: "Then are you going back to the company in the next two days?"

Qi Zhao was surprised at Zhang Zhechong's acumen, but he still lied to him: "Maybe you will stay for another three to five days."

If Zhang Zhechong knew that she would leave tomorrow, he might do something.

Zhang Zhechong felt that three or five days was too short, and he began to feel lost the moment he heard Qi Zhao's words.

Qi Zhao said goodbye again while Zhang Zhechong was silent: "If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

Zhang Zhechong stopped her again: "Wait."

Zhang Zhechong didn't know when . He was already sitting in the seat where Qi Zhao had just been.

Under Qi Zhao's gaze, Zhang Zhechong finally said softly: "...Can you hug me like you hugged the director that day?"

What Zhang Zhechong saw when he broke into the director's studio was A "nightmare" that troubled him for several days.

He didn't know why his heart felt sour and his throat felt swollen when he thought about seeing Qin Zhuo holding Qi Zhao that day.

Zhang Zhechong became uneasy when he thought that the same thing would happen if the two of them were alone together, and wanted to destroy all the time Qi Zhao and Qin Zhuo spent alone together.

Qi Zhao stared at Zhang Zhechong's expectant and uneasy face, and was quiet for a long time before speaking.

"Okay."

Just think of this hug as your final farewell to Zhang Zhechong.

Zhang Zhechong didn't know what Qi Zhao was thinking.

The moment Qi Zhao walked to him, Zhang Zhechong's eyes lit up.

As if he was afraid of ruining the dream in front of him, Zhang Zhechong did not dare to make any move first.

When Qi Zhao touched his head, Zhang Zhechong raised his arms to wrap around her waist.

Zhang Zhechong was very strong, as if he wanted to rub himself into Qi Zhao's arms.

Contrary to the strength of his hands,

the expression on Zhang Zhechong's face was as peaceful and content as that of an innocent child.

*

The next morning, Qi Zhao woke up and told Qin Zhuo the news that he was leaving.

When Qin Zhuo found out, he insisted on sending Qi Zhao to the airport. While waiting for the flight, the two of them chatted with each other for a while before Qi Zhao boarded the plane.

The system felt a little sorry for Zhang Zhechong and asked Qi Zhao: [You really don’t want to leave Zhang Zhechong’s contact information? 】

Qi Zhao's tone was calm: "It's just a casual romance."

"It's time to break up at dawn."