The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man

"No, it's just a little emotional." Shen Qingshu said softly.

"Well, you can see it like this when you read the script. I'm so embarrassed to stay here tonight. I'm going back. I'll sleep in a separate room with you tonight."

Shen Qingshu looked at him, and didn't know if he was thinking too much just now. Obviously he asked for it before, but now that Hancheng has agreed, he is a little bit reluctant.

But he nodded, "Yeah."

Han Cheng squeezed his face and got out of bed.

"It's too early. Go and rest. I'm going back."

"Good." Shen Qing said.

He sent Han Cheng out of the door, waved his hand, watching him walk away step by step, and then slowly closed the door.

Shen Qing stood with his back leaning against the door for a while before slowly walking into the back room.

He didn't sleep in a hurry, but continued to look at the script. In fact, he was already familiar with the script. With his eyes closed, he could recite the content of the lines, but he still liked to read it.

Because when he read the script, his heart is very quiet, he can think about many things, and he can calm down his whole person.

Shen Qing watched for a while, heard someone knock on the door, and walked out to find that it was the two assistants of the heroine Lu Xue.

"The fruit that Sister Xue bought arrived the other day. Sister Xue asked us to give everyone a point and try them all, Brother Shen, this is for you."

One of the two assistants carried the bag, and the other took out the fruit box with a semicolon from it.

Shen Qingshu took it, and said politely, "Thank you, thank Sister Xue for me."

"Okay, then, Brother Shen, rest, let's go to deliver fruit to others."

"Um."

Shen Qing closed the door, walked to the table, and opened the fruit box. This fruit box was obviously careful. There are some fruits of various colors, and they are neatly placed in the box. Because they are not big, they appear Quite exquisite.

Shen Qingshu took out half and left half, then picked up the fruit box, ready to send fruit to Hancheng.

He took the room key and went out, walked to the door Xiao Li had opened for Han Cheng, knocked on the door, but did not hear anything.

Shen Qingshu knocked again, and after a while, no one came to drive.

He took out his cell phone and called Hancheng, "Are you not in the house?"

"Are you looking for me?" Han Cheng was surprised, "Then wait a moment, I'll be back now."

Shen Qingshu was about to answer, but heard Bai Jian's voice on the other end of the phone, "Is it Brother Shen? He's looking for you?"

Shen Qingshu didn't speak for a moment.

The second time, in a place he didn't know, Han Cheng met Bai Jian again.

This is the so-called fate, destined love.

"It's okay." He hurriedly said, "You are busy with you, don't worry about coming back, I have nothing to do, I will go back first."

What else Han Cheng wanted to say, Shen Qingshu had already hung up.

Han Cheng looked at the cell phone that said [The call has ended], feeling a little helpless.

He turned his head and looked at Bai Jian, "I'm leaving."

Bai Jian nodded, then said to him, "Thank you."

"No." Han Cheng waved his hand.

"I'll invite you to dinner." Bai Jian unconsciously tugged at his pants, "just as thank you for helping me twice."

"No need." Han Cheng finished speaking, and left without looking back.

Bai Jian watched him behave happily, envious and sad.

He envied Han Cheng for being able to help him out of the predicament with ease, and felt sorry for people like him, as expected, he was not in Han Cheng's eyes at all.

Han Cheng got on the elevator, walked to Shen Qingshu's door again, and knocked on the door.

Shen Qing opened the door suspiciously, and when he saw that it was him, he was even more puzzled.

"Why are you back?"

Isn't he with Bai Jian?

"Aren't you looking for me?" Han Cheng walked in, "What are you looking for?"

Shen Qing smiled slightly, walked to the table, picked up the fruit box and handed it to him, "Sister Xue from the crew gave everyone the fruit, and you half of it."

"It's so good to me." Han Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Shen Qing said with a smile, "so take your fruit and eat it."

Han Cheng took his fruit, opened it and took a look, picked out the ones that Shen Qingshu loved to eat, and put them on the table for him, "These are for you, you eat."

"No, I left it for me." Shen Qing said.

"It's okay." Han Cheng looked at him with a smile.

Shen Qingshu saw him say this, so he didn't refuse any more. He tilted his head and laughed, "Did you just be with Bai Jian? You still said that you are not destined?"

Speaking of this Hancheng, I feel a little helpless, "Xiao Li said he gave me the room card, and I said it was not necessary, I just got it, but when I got the card back, I saw that he was being bullied, so I went to help. He handed it."

Shen Qing extended his tone of voice, "Oh", "Are you a hero to save the United States?"

"Just be brave." Han Cheng didn't take it seriously.

"So you have to admit that the two of you are really fate. It's been twice. I'm a crew with him. I haven't been so many times."

Hancheng:...

"Then I really have a bad life, I can encounter this trouble every time."

"This is not trouble, this is fate."

Han Cheng laughed, "Do you still know what fate is? Read your script carefully."

He knocked Shen Qingshu on the head.

Shen Qing touched his head, and said in his heart that I not only know what fate is, but I also know how deep the fate is between you two!

When he thought of this, he felt that it would not be long before Han Cheng and Bai Jian were attracted to each other, and then they fell in love with each other.

"Hancheng, let me ask you a question." He said in a gentle tone.

"what?"

"Do you still remember those riders before you?" Shen Qingshu pretended to be casual. "You never mentioned to me. How does my rider compare with those before you? Isn't it particularly good? , Especially qualified?"

Hancheng:! ! !

Han Cheng felt a little guilty for a moment, "Why ask this suddenly?"

"Isn't this curiosity? Hey, which cars have you driven? What kind, give me a long view."

"I forgot all of them." Han Cheng opened his mouth and came, "I have so many riders who remember them one by one. When should I remember them."

"Is there only one remembered?"

"No." Han Cheng didn't hesitate, "It's all in the past, and whoever is okay will look through this memory."

It was mainly for a while, and he was not easy to make up.

Shen Qing listened, feeling as if he had been stabbed by something.

He just said, Han Cheng won't remember.

really.

Yes, who is okay to turn through this memory?

Too inappropriate.

Shen Qingshu blinked and looked at the person in front of him silently. He really has a good looks. The tail of his eyes is upturned, the bridge of his nose is straight, and his lips are thin, but he doesn't make people feel unkind, probably because of him. The eyes look good, like a peach blossom, they seem to be full of Zhongzhong friendship, and every time they look at you, it is as if you are in his heart.

It seems very affectionate.

"Why look at me like that all of a sudden?" Han Cheng squinted at him.

Shen Qing smiled and said to him, "Do you know Xu Zhimo's "Occasionally"?"

"what?"

Shen Qing slowly recited to him:

"I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected on your wave heart,

You don’t have to be surprised,

No need to rejoice,

The trace was wiped out in an instant.

You and I meet on the sea of ​​night,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

As you remember,

Best you forget

In this rendezvous, the light shines on each other. "

Hancheng:? ? ? ?

"Why do you say this suddenly?"

"You look so good." Shen Qing said with a smile.

"That is." Han Cheng was very proud, "but what does this have to do with "accident"?"

Shen Qing chuckled lightly and pushed his back, "Go back, it's late, I'm going to sleep."

"So you just suddenly became poetic?"

"Can't it?" Shen Qing said with a smile, "I'm an author, but it's not that I suddenly think of some literary creations occasionally."

Han Cheng thinks he is a little strange, but it is true, who makes him an author besides an actor, but he does not occasionally become a literary artist.

"Then I'm leaving," he said warmly.

Shen Qingshu sent him out. He watched Han Cheng go farther and farther, and said in his heart: Whether you remember it, it's best for you to forget the light that shines during this meeting.

He smiled, lowered his head, and walked towards the bathroom.

It was another unstable dream. After waking up, Shen Qingshu thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember what happened in the dream. He just vaguely remembered that he was not happy in the dream. He never embarrassed himself, thinking If I don’t get up, I don’t want to. I get out of bed and wash myself before going to eat.

He sent Han Cheng a WeChat and asked him: [Are you awake? 】

【Woke up. Han Cheng replied: [Open the door for me in two minutes. 】

Shen Qingshu:? ? ? ?

Shen Qing pinched the time suspiciously, went out and opened the door, and saw Han Cheng standing outside the door, still carrying a breakfast bag in his hand.

"You get up so early?" Shen Qing was surprised.

"Thanks for the blessing of sleeping in separate rooms, I will wake up early." Han Cheng yawned and entered the door, "It's been a long time since I slept alone. Now I'm fine, and I still sleep in separate rooms."

"Aren't you also sleeping in the hotel alone when you are on a business trip during the Spring Festival?"

"Can that be the same? At that time there was no room for you in the hotel."

Shen Qing smiled flatteringly, "Knowing that you have worked hard, come to have breakfast and eat more."

"Breakfast I bought." Han Cheng looked at him, "Borrow flowers to offer Buddha? Or borrow my flowers to offer me this Buddha."

Shen Qingshu stuffed his mouth with a bun, "Only you talk a lot, eat well."

Han Cheng chuckled and took a bite of the bun.

After eating, Shen Qingshu was ready to go filming.

He went to the dressing room to put on makeup and then changed into costumes. As soon as he arrived on the set, he was called over by Meng Zhi.

Han Cheng didn't follow him this time, just watched from a distance.

Meng Zhi confronted him with the scene to be filmed for a while, and asked him, "Is there time next Thursday?"

"Huh?" Shen Qingshu looked at him, "Is something wrong?"

"Next Thursday, "Undercurrents" will premiere, which is also a crime-themed movie. This movie won an award at the Film Festival before, so I want to take you to see it. I can also tell you that you still need it based on the performances of other people in the movie. Where to improve."

Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, "Are we the two?"

"Otherwise?" Meng Zhi asked him, "Do you still want to go with a big fanfare?"

Shen Qingshu shook his head, but he and Meng Zhi went to the movies, even if it was for teaching acting, Han Cheng would definitely not want to.

"I'm not going anymore. Thank you, Brother Meng, for taking care of me. I am very grateful, but I have other things next Thursday, so I may not be able to go anymore, sorry."

"What about Friday?" Meng Zhi asked him, "Or Saturday or Sunday, do you have time?"

Shen Qingshu:...

"Or, you don't want to go with me?"