Play Nice

Chapter 177: 177
Beipu Film and Television City has built an ancient street, which restores the imperial style of the last century.

Chen Yedu's crew shot the scene here. He had a shot that was not sure, so he invited Jing Zhao to come over.

Jing Zhao is not only good at photography, but also videography.

"Cut the empty mirror first, then the group portrait."

Jing Zhao took a test shot with the camera, gave it to Chen Yedu, and asked him, "How is it?"

Chen Yedu read it: "Yes, the effect of pulling the vision should be better."

The business is over.

Chen Yedu sat back on the reclining chair reserved for the director. During the rest time, he had Erlang's legs crossed and a cotton coat wrapped around him.He didn't shave his beard, his hair was pushed very short, and his insomnia caused a layer of gray under his eyelids.

His tone was flat, and his words were not vigorous. He asked Jing Zhao, "Are there mosquitoes abroad?"

Jing Zhao was adjusting the camera parameters and absently replied: "No."

"Then what's on your neck?"

Jing Zhao lowered his head, revealing the back of his neck.

Chen Yedu had good eyesight and saw the red mark.

Jing Zhao pulled the collar and looked calm, but pretending to be calm was not natural enough: "You really don't know or do you?"

The sun was just right, illuminating Jing Zhao's mark and ears even redder.

Of course Chen Yedu knew that, he just wanted to make fun of someone, after all, there are not many opportunities like this.

"Your girlfriend did it?"

Jing Zhao said generously: "Otherwise?"

if not?
Except for the business leaders, who can leave such traces on him.

Chen Yedu expressed his interest with a listless face: "I'm curious about your girlfriend."

What kind of person is he who can turn Jing Zhao, who has carved integrity and etiquette into his bones, into this appearance.

"Don't be curious about her." Jing Zhao finished adjusting his exposure and turned his head, "I'm not that generous."

Chen Yedu didn't mind his stinginess: "I'm more curious about you."

"Curious what?"

Chen Yedu has always spoken in a strict manner: "What kind of expression do you have when you have sex."

Jing Zhao: "..."

Jing Zhao was playing with camera equipment and ignored Chen Yedu, while the lighting engineer took notes seriously.

The female lead of the crew came over, holding two cups of coffee: "Mr. Jing."

The female lead is called Zhang Xiaobai, a film star from a professional background. Her appearance is not considered to be the allure of the country in the entertainment industry, but she has her own taste and recognition, and she can hold the camera and is suitable for the big screen.

She handed Jing Zhao a cup of coffee.

Jing Zhao didn't answer: "Is something wrong?"

She put the coffee on the table next to her, with a polite and humble attitude: "My agent contacted Mr. He Jiang from your studio before and wanted to ask if you have a schedule in March. If the time is convenient, can I ask you to help? I shoot a set of covers?"

Jing Zhao rarely shoots female artists, and there are not many female models who regularly cooperate with him. Everyone in the circle knows that he does not often take commercial photography work. He shoots landscapes, water, and amateurs more than artists.

Zhang Xiaobai knew all these, but still wanted to try it.

Jing Zhao refused: "It's not very convenient."

Zhang Xiaobai stood in the back, and he could only see his straight back, broad and straight shoulders, and those hands that were very handy when debugging the machine.

The knuckles are slender, not a pair of pampered hands, but a pair of powerful, safe hands.

Zhang Xiaobai heard his own heartbeat clearly: "It won't take a lot of your time."

Jing recalled his head, his beautiful peach eyes were cold and distant: "Sorry, it's inconvenient."

Zhang Xiaobai couldn't speak anymore.

Jing Zhao's cell phone rang, and he turned around to answer the phone.

"Hey."

One word made Chen Yedu raise his eyelids.

Jing Zhao's tone was not the same as before.

It was the business leader who called: "Jing Zhao, do you have a shovel at home?"

"Why do you want a shovel?"

"I'm growing potted plants," she said.

The sun in winter is not very strong, it is very gentle, and it shines on people's faces like a soft filter.

Jing Zhao in the filter is like a painting, every stroke is meticulously crafted.

"There are plastic ones, in the balcony cabinet."

There was the sound of business leaders turning over boxes and cabinets, and the sound of china breaking.

"what happened?"

"Broken a flower pot."

"Don't do it, I'll do it when I go back." Jing Zhao spoke in a low voice that only a few people around could hear.

Shang Lingling said that he wanted to eat hot pot at home at noon.

"it is good."

Shang Lingling should have said something that Jing Zhao couldn't answer outside. He said sorry, got up and walked away.

Unable to hear the content of the conversation, Zhang Xiaobai saw the smile in Jing Zhao's eyes, a faint, undisguised indulgence.

This is not the first time she has met Jing Zhao. She has met several times on some occasions before. In her eyes, Jing Zhao is a more casual person, free and easy, mysterious, considerate and polite in dealing with people, but gentlemen are not easy to approach.

It's very different from the one he just called.

Zhang Xiaobai was disappointed: "Mr. Jing is on the phone with his girlfriend, right?"

Chen Yedu was basking in the sun with a sad expression on his face: "Why not?"

With the current Jing Zhao, Chen Yedu could tell whether it was A, B, C, Ding or Jing Zhao's girlfriend just by listening to the tone of his words.

Hmm, a little curious.

The appearance of Jingzhao sex.

Chen Yedu had a script on hand, but he didn't shoot it because he didn't meet any actor with feelings. When he got the script, the No. 1 male lead that came to his mind was Jing Zhao.

It is a spy war film. The male protagonist is a spiritual puritan, who endures humiliation and is extremely restrained. Later, he is pulled down from the altar. There are three large-scale scenes.

Chen Yedu doesn't have any special hobbies, he just thinks that Jing Zhao is suitable for that role. When wearing clothes, it is sacred and inviolable, and he can still shoot the most desired bed scenes without his clothes.

He mentioned it to Jing Zhao at the time, and asked him if he was interested in showing up naked. Jing Zhao scolded him for being sick.

It's not just sick.

Chen Yedu got up and went to take medicine.

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　　Sorry for being late.The second watch is around 10:30

　　
　
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