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The assistant was also feeling awkward. "Have you been in the group before?"

Cheng Xirong raised his hand to rub his forehead. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the needle on the back of his hand.

Hee Yiming shouted: "When did you join the group? "Who's team?"

Cheng Xirong glanced at him, then turned back to look at the assistant weakly, "I also know that the life of the crew, the night, even filming, there are all sorts of scenarios. I understand what you're worried about. "

The assistant's expression relaxed a little. "It's good that you understand. Director Xie appreciates you very much. On the way back yesterday, he even said that he has not seen a newbie with more spiritual energy than you in all these years. Your image is good too. He has already decided that you are a male lead. "Now!"

Hee Yiming did not manage to stabilize himself. The wooden bench he was standing on slipped and hit the wall with a loud sound.

The assistant looked at him in confusion. Cheng Xirong knew what he was thinking. According to the information revealed by Xie Zhiying before, the scenes of the five students should have been rather similar, without any clear division between them. Now that he said that Cheng Xirong was going to take on the role of the male lead, that meant that the script would be adjusted to add to Cheng Xirong's role.

Then the scenes of the others would be reduced accordingly, and the positions would be arranged. Hee Yiming was definitely unhappy about being matched with Pann Nanxing.

He was still too young, and his emotions were written all over his face. This was a taboo. As actors, they are actually the most passive group in the industry. In the face of production, director, and government officials, many things cannot be decided by oneself. Even at Cheng Xirong's level, he would still occasionally feel powerless to be pushed around by the situation.

Not to mention, he was just a newbie who had just emerged from the martial arts world. With Hee Yiming's talent, this character was a great disadvantage and would become an obstacle for him.

Cheng Xirong said to Hee Yiming, "Give me my bag."

Hee Yiming was in the middle of getting angry. He frowned and asked, "Who are you ordering?"

Cheng Xirong didn't have the energy to talk with him, he turned around and looked at the assistant: "Do me a favor, that black backpack was on the counter."

After taking the bag, Cheng Xirong first looked at the inner pocket. The Dark Jade was still there, and he felt like there was nothing wrong with his hands, so he didn't touch it. Relieved, he took out a card from his bag and handed it to the assistant. "Give this to Director Xie."

The assistant took it suspiciously, opening it to take a look, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, "Invitation letter!? If Director Xie can't do it, how could you have it!? "

Hee Yiming looked around curiously and also roared: "Cheng Xirong's memorial service!? Invitation letter? "Pann Nanxing, you …"

This was what Cheng Xirong had picked up when he left Seahold. He didn't know how many items his assistant had prepared for Feng Yi, but many of the drawers in the hallway were scattered around. Some of them had even fallen into the cracks, exposing only their corners.

Ignoring the two people's shock, Cheng Xirong paused and said to the assistant, "If you say there's no problem with the heart surgery, you must be lying. But to be honest, I'm just a little weaker than the average person, so I can live and work normally. As for this time … Something's happened recently, and I'm not in a good mood, and it affects my health. Please pass it on to Director Xie, I will adjust it as soon as possible and will not affect the shooting. "

The assistant put the invitation in her bag, careful as if she were offering a treasure. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Cheng Xirong, he hurriedly left. Hee Yiming was the only one left with his mouth wide open in shock. It took him a long time to finally think of snatching the backpack.

Cheng Xirong didn't have the strength to argue with him, so he just took out a few cards and said in a hoarse voice, "You can take one."

Hee Yiming's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Cheng Xirong: "Then from now on, you will disappear from my sight."

Hee Yiming was too excited, he rushed over and hugged Cheng Xirong, and bit his head: "Do you have a pen? I'll fill in my name first! "

After going around in a circle, Hee Yiming went out to find a pen. The nurse who came in to check on him called after him, "Hey, relatives of patients! What about the congee you bought for the patient? "Where are you going?"

Cheng Xirong used the bedsheet to wipe the saliva off his hair. He responded to the nurse's question and asked her to buy him something to eat. When the nurse had gone, he picked up an invitation and stared at it in silence. It was an invitation in pure black, and the time was printed in red: Afternoon, three days later.

Three days … Three days.

At this moment, Xie Zhiying had personally come to see Cheng Xirong and showed him the character gossip, signing the contract on the spot. Xie Zhiying made an explanation about the pay, Cheng Xirong stopped him and said bluntly, "I can accept the pay, I only have two conditions. "Firstly, the promotions focus on me."

Xie Zhiying was a little surprised, then he nodded with a smile: "Young people nowadays, it's good to have ambition. But it will be hard to run a notice, so you have to be prepared. And the second? "

"I want to keep my private life independent."

Xie Zhiying was embarrassed and a bit embarrassed.

Cheng Xirong tactfully came up with a reason: "You know, with my body, dealing with filming might be my limit. I think I can get as much rest as possible. "

Xie Zhiying stared at his face for a long time and asked, "Where did you get the invitation?"

Cheng Xirong didn't say anything.

Before Xie Zhiying left, his eyes were filled with bewilderment: "You really don't look like a rookie that just entered the industry."

I am not.

For the rest of the time, Cheng Xirong forced himself to go out for a walk at night when it was cool, so that he could adapt to his body and create a peaceful false impression. Only sleep was still bad. He lay in bed, unable to sleep. He knew that the consequences of drug dependence were more severe, but there was no other way. Only drugs could relieve the pain deep in his memory.

The news kept reporting on him, and he couldn't avoid it. Cheng Xirong simply closed his phone. Since he had nothing better to do, he started flipping through the script to study the internal motives of the character.

Xie Zhiying's movie was called "Ours", and Cheng Xirong's character was called Bai Ze. He was a small, thin man with red lips and white teeth, and a slim skeleton. Pann Nanxing's image is very much like the original, but this character is not very coincidental. In the expression of film and television effect, there should be unity between the appearance of an image and its inner self. The thin image would also be weaker in terms of aura and character.

The cameras of many people were easily suppressed, turning into a backdrop. Even if Cheng Xirong was good at controlling the situation, he shouldn't display too much. Otherwise, it would not fit the camera image and would be difficult to match.

On the other hand, in the drama of youth, the pollinator may be a bright and vigorous sports student, or a silent and arrogant bookworm. However, he was definitely not a thin and weak chicken that could not even run a thousand meters.

Right now, all they had to do was wait for Xie Zhiying to change the script. Looking at it from Cheng Xirong's perspective, he could only start from the details, allowing Bai Ze's internal motive and external image to separate naturally and dig out a more three-dimensional image from the depth. Pann Nanxing had a good image, and with his acting skills, it was still possible for him to make a scene.

He pondered the possible direction of the new script. Three days passed quickly.