Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 35 The Heartless Woman

Director Feng directly brought the barber to the set to watch An Chuyu cut his hair on the spot, mainly for the convenience of communicating with the barber and discussing what kind of cut would be more appropriate.

The barber held scissors and a comb, and stroked on An Chuyu's hair: "Are you sure you want to cut it to the neck?" He took the comb and stroked it across her neck.

Just as Director Feng wanted to nod, he tilted his head to look at An Chuyu in the mirror, and asked her, "I have to thin it out a bit to create a feeling of thinning hair, is that okay?"

"I'm fine." Of course, An Chuyu would have no objection to dedicating himself to art, and besides, it was just a haircut, and there would be no loss of flesh.

Director Feng stroked his mustache and smiled, motioning for the barber to do it.

The barber scooped up a handful of long black and smooth hair, and praised: "The hair quality is really good."

Director Feng looked at An Chuyu's waist-length black hair, and he felt a pity for a man like him, and he heard that women have an inexplicable attachment to their hair.

"Would you like to take a photo as a souvenir?" Feng Shan stopped the barber, told him to do it slowly, and said to An Chuyu, "If you want to stay so long, you will have to wait a year or so."

An Chuyu raised his mobile phone kindly, snapped a few selfies, and said, "Teacher Tony, please cut it nicely for me."

Before the barber could speak, Feng Shan lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a puff, smiling so hard that his mouth crooked: "Just now I thought you didn't care."

An Chuyu didn't look at the mirror, and heard the sound of waving scissors, accompanied by the rustle of long hair falling to the ground.She stared at the photo on her phone and clicked on Xi Zheng's wechat avatar.

It took some time to carefully select a photo, but An Chuyu hesitated for a second when he clicked "Send", and finally did not send it to him.

It happened that there was a news push on Weibo, she clicked in, browsed casually for a while, remembered her long grass Weibo account, logged in and posted a selfie with a four-square grid.

@安初瑜V: "The director said he wanted to leave a souvenir for his long hair."

In the past, her personal Weibo was managed by the studio. From the top to the bottom, it was full of official promotional copywriting and advertising endorsements. For the first time, she posted life updates, and fans wondered if her sister's account had been hacked.

Fortunately, what An Chuyu sent was an unpublished private photo, it should be impossible for hackers to get such photos.

"Yu Yu, a ten-thousand-year-old cadre, can actually post selfies, Ye Qingjie!"

"What a good day today, my sister finally remembered to pamper her long-awaited fans. Let alone, I will buy lottery tickets immediately, hoping to win the big prize!"

"So you're going to see your short-haired wife next?"

"Yuyu's facial features are heroic, and short hair must look good! My saliva is about to flow out! Give me a concubine, sister, don't stick your gender so hard!"

"Is my sister in a relationship? It doesn't look like she did something like posting a selfie. She didn't bother to post such beautiful movie promotional photos before!"

"Upstairs, why don't you go to the Douban gossip group to look at that post first, it seems to be picking Yuyu. I have a bad feeling..."

After An Chuyu posted the selfie, she threw the phone to Zhu Cuixi. When she looked up, the prototype of the short hair had already appeared. It was not as ugly as she imagined, at most it looked uncomfortable at first glance.

She has never had such a short haircut.

The barber was trimming the broken hair at the edge, waving the scissors and nodding, saying, "Good-looking, good-looking. A good-looking person can handle any hairstyle."

An Chuyu slightly bent his lips, affirming his skills.

Zhu Cuixi sat on the side playing with her mobile phone, and An Chuyu just posted a Weibo, which she did not expect.In the past, she tried hard to persuade her to post more posts to give benefits to fans who were starving for food. She thought it was troublesome, and said that she only needed to output good works.

No one reminded her today, but she was willing to take the initiative.

Incredible, worthy of praise.Zhu Tracy silently gave her a like on her account, and then read the comments from fans in the comment area.Everyone is happy, and it is more lively than the New Year.

Zhu Tracy watched and dug out a key piece of information from the many comments.

Does Douban have a post about An Chuyu?
Out of curiosity, Tracy Zhu quit Weibo, searched on Douban according to the keywords provided by fans, and found the post they mentioned. The discussion was quite heated.

Many celebrities have this kind of gossip post, and the other party didn't mention their names. As long as there is no trouble, there will be no disturbance.

Zhu Tracy kept an eye out, and planned to observe for a period of time before making a judgment, to see if it was necessary to report to Sister Qiang, and let her intervene.

An Chuyu's role will be finished in less than a month, so it's better not to have extra problems.

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After filming the day's scene, An Chuyu got into the nanny's car and was going back to the hotel to rest.

In the car, Zhu Cuixi couldn't control her gaze, and repeatedly glanced at An Chuyu's head. Her short hair was about the same length as a boy's, which made her facial features clearer.When putting on makeup, the stylist put a lot of effort into weakening her temperament, and the final result was a weak look.

Sensing her gaze, An Chuyu was prepared. He calmly took out a dark blue wool hat from his bag and put it on. He folded his arms and rested on the headrest.

Zhu Trixi nuzzled: "It's very beautiful, why do you want to block it?"

An Chuyu turned his head and gave her a sideways glance: "You're almost staring a hole in my head."

Zhu Tracy chuckled, said a few words of embarrassment, and then asked her: "Has Mr. Xi seen you now? How did he react?"

"No." An Chuyu said.

For some reason, she didn't want Xi Zheng to see it, although sooner or later she couldn't hide it.It is impossible for her hair to grow to her waist within a month, and Xi Zheng will see it when she returns to BJ after filming.

But for now she wanted to hide it from him.

Back in the hotel suite, An Chuyu took a comfortable hot bath and washed his hair by the way.She found that the only advantage of cutting her hair short was the convenience of washing it.

It is also very convenient to dry your hair, and it can be dried in a few minutes.

An Chuyu unplugged the hair dryer, the buzzing noise stopped, and another sound suddenly became very clear, it came from the phone ringing on the bedside table.

She put down the hair dryer, walked to the bed in a few steps, and picked up her phone.

An Chuyu bit his lip on the video call from Xi Zheng, fell down on the bed, and switched to a voice call before answering.As soon as Xi Zheng came up, she asked her: "Why didn't you video with me?"

An Chuyu hugged the plush toy and rolled around on the bed, lying on the quilt: "I just got out of the shower, so I'm wearing revealing clothes." She lied brazenly because she couldn't see.

Unexpectedly, Xi Zheng didn't like her at all, and snorted: "You are my wife, I can see you naked, what's the point of revealing clothes?"

An Chuyu: "..."

She knew that she couldn't judge Xi Zheng with normal thinking, and what he said was always beyond her expectation.

Xi Zheng urged: "Play the video quickly and let me see how you look with a bald head. When I saw your Weibo post, I was curious all afternoon, and I was waiting to video with you in the evening."

Sure enough, he read her Weibo.An Chuyu buried his face in the pillow and laughed muffled.

Xi Zheng believed what she said before, thinking that she had a bald head now.

It seems that it is very necessary to get vaccinated in advance. You can only lower your expectations first, and when he finds out that she is not bald, but just cut her hair very short, there will be no big gap.

"I don't want to video, I'm going to sleep." No matter what he said, An Chuyu refused to agree to him.

Xi Zheng lost her stubbornness at the beginning, and begged, "I'll just take a look, shall I?"

An Chuyu said, "Not even a glance."

Across a long distance, Xi Zheng couldn't bite her, and he had nothing to do with her, so he could only say "viciously": "Don't force me to fly to Nanjing to see your bald head right now!"

He said "bald head" one by one, An Chuyu was dying of laughter, he pursed his lips to stop the laughter, and said to him seriously: "When you come, maybe I will not be in Nanjing anymore, don't blame me for rushing Didn't remind you."

The production team plans to leave for Fujian to shoot a few scenes in the next few days, but it is not yet determined when they will leave. Maybe Xi Zheng will come to visit the set on a whim one day, but she will not be able to see her.

Xi Zheng compromised: "Just let me scratch your heart and lungs! Cruel woman."

An Chuyu couldn't help laughing again, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, his cheekbones were sore from laughing, and finally he said softly, "I'll be back to BJ soon, very soon."

-

A week later, part of the crew stayed in Nanjing, and the rest of the crew flew to Xiamen for filming.

When they arrived at the hotel where they were staying, Director Feng was nowhere to be seen. In the WeChat group, he asked everyone to rest for one night before starting work tomorrow.

The coordinator posted a notice in the group that tomorrow's filming location will be at Nanputuo Temple, the day after tomorrow will be Huandao Road, and the day after tomorrow will go to a hospital to shoot some shots.

After Zhu Cuixi read the group news, she told An Chuyu.

An Chuyu stood by the window with his arms folded and looked at the scenery. The open window was blown in by the wind, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers.

Zhu Cuixi squatted on the ground to pack her things, and couldn't help saying, "Stop standing in the air, you're so thin that you can be blown away by a gust of wind, I'm afraid you will disappear in the blink of an eye."

An Chuyu's recent filming scenes are very sick, she is skinny and skinny, she feels so distressed every day watching it.

An Chuyu closed the window, lay down on the bed, looked at the ceiling and said, "Let's have something delicious tonight. Is there any food in Xiamen? Can you recommend it?"

Zhu Cuixi really did a strategy, and immediately listed a bunch of them for her: "Ginger duck, sand tea noodles, roasted meat dumplings, and various seafood..."

"Stop, stop." An Chuyu told her to stop, she couldn't eat too much, only in moderation.

In the evening, the two indulged a little, not to mention a full meal, and drank some wine.

An Chuyu told Xi Zheng on WeChat that he had come to Xiamen, but he said that luckily he didn't fly to Nanjing.He just happened to be free these few days, so he almost went to visit the class on a whim, and said that he should change his itinerary and fly to Xiamen.

An Chuyu advised him: "You'd better not come, I won't be able to stay in Xiamen for a few days, the announcements are very intensive, and I have to film for several nights."

Xi Zheng didn't respond to her.

An Chuyu guessed that it might be because she rejected him twice in a row, and he was upset.But she can't help it, that's the way it is.

On the third night after arriving in Xiamen, the crew filmed scenes in the hospital.Not long after An Chuyu finished putting on her makeup, she saw Director Feng walking over from a distance.

An Chuyu was wearing a large blue and white striped hospital gown, and stood blankly in the corridor covered with pale lights, watching the man approaching her step by step.

Someone asked the director why he brought a handsome guy over after leaving for a while.Director Feng smiled and introduced to others: "This is the actor I invited to play a guest role, so I don't need to introduce more, right? We all know each other, so let's give it a round of applause."

There was a burst of applause, and the crowd exclaimed: "Zhou Shuchen, so popular, how could he not know him! Can you sign me later?"

Zhou Shuchen walked up to An Chuyu and stood still, his eyes slightly bent, and said softly, "Yuyu, long time no see."

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(End of this chapter)