Rebirth of Rong Shao

Su Zhen also saw him, frowned slightly, raised his hand to look at the watch, and finally walked in.

I heard that his new play is an urban emotional drama. The character he plays is a character who has gradually fallen into the abyss of laundering money for the upper management of the company from the temptation of profit in the workplace elite. His current shape is very much in line with the early character image.

Rong Fei unconsciously moved to the corner, while Su Zhen stood in the middle of the elevator.

"Hi...Hello..." Rong Fei was anxious to break the tranquility, and then became annoyed again. When you see Su Zhen, will you just say "Hello"?

"Yeah." Su Zhen responded to him, and then Rong Fei was treated as air again.

Rong Fei opened his mouth, he wanted to explain, he had to explain everything that day, he couldn't let Su Zhen misunderstand!

But when the words came to his lips, Rong Fei couldn't organize any words. He felt that he was clumsy and sad.

"That... Su Zhen..."

Su Zhen stood there, unmoved.

"I didn't go for a drink with the assistant director that day..."

Su Zhen did not respond.

This made Rong Fei wonder how to explain it. Whether he went to spend time and drink, it didn't matter to Su Zhen at all.

But what if it was Rong Fei who used to be a stuntman? Will Su Zhen listen to his explanation very seriously? Will you pat his shoulder and smile and say, "It's okay, I believe you"?

Rong Fei was sadly jealous of his former self.

At this moment, the elevator shook, and the two held on to the wall until the elevator stopped.

For a moment, plunged into darkness.

Two or three seconds later, Rong Fei realized that the elevator had broken down and they were trapped.

"Su Zhen? Are you there?" Rong Fei subconsciously pulled the person on the side, but was waved away by the opponent.

He didn't mind, he stretched out his hand and took out his mobile phone. The flashlight function illuminates the button and presses the emergency call. People in the security room are coming.

Rong Fei looked in the direction of Su Zhen. Under the faint light of the flashlight, he saw Su Zhen leaning against the wall, hugging himself with his arms. Rong Fei couldn't see his expression clearly, but instinctively told himself that there was something wrong with Su Zhen.

"Su Zhen... are you okay?" Rong Fei stepped forward and was about to touch Su Zhen's shoulder. The other party's cold words made him froze in place.

"Do not touch me."

"Well, I won't touch you, but can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Su Zhen answered all Rong Fei's questions in the most concise sentences.

"But you don't look very comfortable."

"Can you close your mouth and not speak." Su Zhen's voice became colder and colder.

Rong Fei closed his mouth helplessly and leaned against the wall side by side with Su Zhen. He suddenly wondered whether Su Zhen had claustrophobia? No, people with this kind of mental illness usually don't even dare to do the elevator, and Su Zhen has no problem taking the elevator.

At this time, people from the security department had arrived, and they asked Rong Fei about the situation through the elevator door.

"The people inside are all right! Who is trapped inside?"

"I Rong Fei! And Su Zhen!"

"The elevator is out of order, please calm down and we will try our best to repair it!"

"okay, I get it!"

Only then did Rong Fei realize that Su Zhen didn't say a word. After adapting to the darkness, many things can be seen clearly, including Su Zhen's tight body. What is he afraid of?

"Have you... ever been trapped in an elevator?" Rong Fei asked in a low voice.

Su Zhen did not answer.

"Or are you afraid of the dark?" Rong Fei asked amusedly. Of course he would not think that a perfect person like Su Zhen would be as afraid of the dark as a child.

Su Zhen still did not respond, but Rong Fei felt that he had stepped on the answer.

"When I was young, I was very afraid of the dark, because I turned off the light and the tree outside the window was photographed on the wall, like a devil with teeth and claws. I always cover my eyes with a quilt and don't look at the shadows. What about you? Will you? Wouldn't you sleep with the light on?"

"To shut up."

"When I was young, I played hide-and-seek with kids, and I hid in the cabinet. I waited and waited, and I was expecting someone to find me. Waiting and waiting, I fell asleep. But I didn't expect those kids to give me Forget it. When I woke up, I found it was pitch black around me. At that moment, I didn't know where I was. I still remember the unknown fear."

"I don't want to hear you talk."

"I pushed the cabinet hard, but the cabinet was locked. I slapped desperately, hoping that someone would know that I was inside. But there was no one in the house. It was the Chinese New Year. The children went outside to set off fireworks, outside the house. The adults in China are all playing mahjong, and the sound of firecrackers completely covers the sound of me tapping the door. I am still alone."

Su Zhen took a breath, lowered his head, and let Rong Fei go on talking.

"I was really scared. To make myself not scared, I started thinking about something else. I imagined myself and those kids setting off fireworks outside the house. I imagined the fried rice cakes that I had at noon that day. I imagined my parents looking for it. I look anxious before me, and then I won't be afraid." Rong Fei turned his head and looked in Su Zhen's direction, "Don't you have anything happy to think about?"

"No."

"In case it takes an hour or two for the elevator to be repaired, do you want to keep imagining the things that scare you during this time?" Rong Fei stretched out his hand and patted Su Zhen, and the other party waved his hand away again.

"Happiness and fear exist there, and we can't change it. But we can choose to think about happy things or things that make ourselves more afraid." Rong Fei leaned towards Su Zhen and came to the side with him.

"What kind of thing do you think is happy? Drinking? Driving a car? Picking up a girl? Or do you care for me?"

Rong Fei ignored Su Zhen’s sarcasm, and his tone was still calm. “When I was young, I was very happy to sit in the school bus and go on an outing with the children. Everyone sang songs, the teacher tapped, and the schoolbags were carrying sweets and snacks. Sunshine. Sprinkled from the window of the car, one by one, the verdant shade of the head is intertwined like an arch. The wind blows in and blows the teacher's skirt. The girl I have a crush is sitting in front, her croissant braid Exposing the back of the chair, I can't help but want to catch..."

In the darkness, apart from Rong Fei's voice, and Su Zhen's stretched breathing, his stiff back slowly relaxed.

"When the car stopped, we lined up and got off. We sat on the grass to have a picnic. There was a red fruit growing on the tip of the grass. When it was put in the mouth, the sweet and sour taste spread from the tip of the tongue to the heart. ."

Su Zhen's arms no longer held him tightly, but slowly dropped.

"There are a lot of tadpoles in the stream. We use a bottle of mineral water to reach in and fill them in." Rong Fei pushed Su Zhen on his shoulder, "I feel very happy. You see, happiness is more than just drinking, racing, Picking up girls and supporting you."

Su Zhen snorted.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of light above his head, and Rong Fei subconsciously covered his eyes.

The elevator door opened, and the maintenance worker and security probe came in, "It's okay for you both to be fine!"

As soon as Rong Fei adjusted to the light, Su Zhen walked out.

"Hey! Su Zhen! Are you okay?" Rong Fei followed him closely, but the other party walked straight forward.

Rong Fei was about to give up following, when the other party suddenly turned around, grabbed him by the collar, and pressed him against the wall, "Su Zhen?"

A smile appeared on Su Zhen's lips, his arm resting on Rong Fei's head, "What? Do you want me to be grateful for the lie you told me to comfort me?"

"lie?"

Su Zhen raised her eyebrows, "Young Master Rong, it seems that no one in your family likes playing mahjong, right? How can this kind of hobby of the common folks catch the eyes of the Rong family?"

"what…"

"Uncle Rong sent you to a private elementary school. Students in such schools usually do not take a school bus, but a private car."

Rong Fei was stunned. Everything he said belonged to him and not to Rong Shao. To Su Zhen, everything about Rong Fei was a lie.

Su Zhen's face leaned against Rong Fei, which made Rong Fei unconsciously swallow his saliva, his breath and his eyes were so close.

"But I still thank Rong Shao. People like you will lie for others. It's impossible for me to be supported by you, but one day you squander all the Rong family's property. I don't mind supporting you. Yes." After speaking, Su Zhen let go of Rong Fei and turned away.

The pressure disappeared, and Rong Fei could finally breathe normally.

Su Zhen's back image is an unclimbable cloud.

There is still a long way for Rong Fei to gain his approval.

Half a month later, the filming of the story of Chen Qianfeng and Song Niannian in the boyhood was over, and it finally came to Rong Fei's scene. Rong Fei came to the set nervously. The first scene of the day was that he was standing in the kitchen while frying eggs. Just when he received a call from Song Niannian, a nervous spatula fell to the ground.

Fang Datong walked over with some worry and said, "That Rong Shao...can you fry eggs?"

After all, Rong Shao is a young master who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui, let alone fried eggs, he hasn't even boiled water by himself.

Rong Fei said amusedly: "Don't worry, my fried egg tastes good. I'll give it to you after the filming."

Fang Datong chuckled. Wei Zi walked over. He didn't come when Rong Fei was studying on the set before. Now Rong Fei is about to enter his role. Lin Jinyin asked Wei Zixing to see Zhu Rong Fei.

"Rong Shao, I am very pleased that you have not caused trouble these days. I will officially shoot your part from today. I hope you can keep a good record."

Rong Fei smiled. He was wearing a solid-color T-shirt today with a pair of flip flops on his feet. The dazzling blond hair before he came was also dyed back to black by the director's request. The makeup artist put a light makeup on him, a delicate look. The boy next door walked to the camera like this.

Director Li looked at Rong Fei in the camera and nodded slightly, satisfied with his appearance.

All people worry about is Rong Fei's acting skills, and if Director Li is not satisfied with his performance, Rong Fei will lose his temper.

"Um... Director Li... Shao Rong rarely shoots so seriously, you have to be more tolerant to him later..." the assistant director whispered while standing beside Director Li.

"I treat all actors equally."

Rong Fei stood in front of the frying pan, and the director signaled to start.

Taking a deep breath, Rong Fei couldn't help shaking his fingers. This is his first play. He is not the stuntman who can only be the shadow of others. He has become the leading actor... No, it is not the time for cranky, he is not Rong Shao, he is not Rong Fei, he is Chen Qianfeng!

Rong Fei turned on the fire, poured a layer of oil on it, hummed a song, took an egg, knocked it on the edge of the pot, and a scream came, and he moved it with a shovel. The familiar action stunned everyone present. Rong Shao can really fry eggs!

At this point, the egg was almost fried. Rong Fei looked in the direction of the director, and logically he should have received a call from Song Niannian. It turned out that the assistant director was dumbfounded, and even forgot to call Rong Fei.

"Come over!" Director Li glanced at the assistant director, "We are shooting a movie, not a cooking show."

At this moment, Shen Yan on the side of the set stretched his head and watched with gusto.

"Aren't you staying on our set and running to watch other people filming?" Su Zhen's voice came from behind Shen Yan, but Shen Yan didn't even turn his head back.

"I'm telling you, I really feel that the Rong Shao in front of me is fake!" Shen Yan stared at Rong Fei vigorously, "Do you know that young Rong Dao didn't drink, pick up girls, and drive a car in the past two weeks!" Wei Zixing and I bet that the guy won a thousand yuan!"

"Let's go." Su Zhen disapproved.

"Wait, let me look at it for a while! Do you know that Young Master Rong even knows how to make fried eggs! It's really hard work, Weizi, even this kind of detail is considered for him!"

Since the assistant had forgotten to call, Rong Fei had to start again from the action of fried eggs.

When the phone rang, Rong Fei reached out his hand and touched his mobile phone to his ear, and said "Hello—"

Logically, Song Niannian's voice should be heard on the phone, and Rong Fei was surprised that the spatula fell, but this action was obviously deliberate.

The director had to say "Ka—"

"Rong Fei! Take the picture after you have brewed your emotions! What you received was a call from Song Niannian, the call from your first love who hadn't seen each other for two years! Even two years, you still put her in your heart! That almost inner peace was suddenly broken! I don't understand it!" Director Chen shouted, he was the only person on the set who directly called Rong Fei's name.

Shen Yan smiled, a bit gloating, and habitually pushed Su Zhen with his elbow on the side, "Look, see, there is no real experience in falling in love with Young Master Rong. The so-called inner peace is suddenly broken. , Director Li's requirements are too high!"

Rong Fei started again. As soon as his fingers released the spatula, Director Li cried out again, "Too contrived! Come over!"

For the third and fourth time, I was still called a click. In view of Rong Dashao's temperament in the past, no one dared to show an impatient look to Rong Fei. After all, Rong Dashao, whose heart was higher than the sky in the past, has not yet left him. It's already very rare.

"Last time! If you can't find the feeling, I will go back and find someone to have a relationship, and I will come back to take pictures in ten or eight years!"

"Puff..." Shen Yan covered his mouth, "I'm afraid that Young Master Rong won't be able to feel it for ten or eight years! I'm starting to sympathize with Weizi!"

Su Zhen frowned slightly and looked at Rong Fei, who was somewhat at a loss.

"The feeling of calm being broken..." Rong Fei took a deep breath. He knew how to act calmly. After all, after so many years in this circle, it is impossible to be a stuntman without a calm heart, but The so-called break calm... Rong Fei doesn't know, he really doesn't know...

Can only bite the bullet and do it again.

Rong Fei started to fry eggs with ease, the phone in his pants rang again, and he clamped the phone to his shoulder, "Hey—"

The moment he raised his eyes slightly, he met Su Zhen's gaze.

His shoulders trembled, his heart swelled suddenly, and Rong Fei took a breath.

Is it Su Zhen?

Why is he here? Why would you come to see yourself acting? Didn't he hate himself so much?