"handsome!"

When Chen Zhixing puts this windbreaker on his body, it looks like a walking clothes pole.

Not only did he feel good about himself, but when he walked in front of Liang Yuan, she was also stunned for a moment.

In fact, due to the efforts of the makeup team, Chen Zhixing's image has tended to look like a middle-aged man, but he relies on his clothes and his saddle. This windbreaker on his body really gives him a different look.

"Okay, Liang Yuan's surprised reaction is quite good."

Hearing Wang Wei's praise from outside the screen, Liang Yuan instantly realized that the camera was taking a close-up of herself.

She quickly turned around to follow Chen Zhixing's back, and took a sneak peek through the cracks in the crowd.

I originally wanted to take a peek at Chen Zhixing's side face through this lens, but my eyes were suddenly attracted to the black plastic bag on the ground.

Squinting his eyes, he finally saw clearly what was inside.

"vomit!"

The next second, a feeling of nausea suddenly came up.

Wang Wei's "framing" of Liang Yuan had been planned for a long time, and he even arranged for a passing forensic doctor to do so.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he brought the containment bag in his hand to Liang Yuan's hand.

Liang Yuan immediately stretched out her hand to grab it. She turned around and was about to vomit when Chen Zhixing's instructions suddenly rang out.

Qiang opened his eyes and glanced in the direction of the camera, bowed his waist, and as if the bag in his hand had already left the painting, he immediately vomited.

Wang Wei in front of the monitor was overjoyed. He smiled at his assistants and said, "Have you seen it? This is reality."

The two people next to me looked helpless. This thief director was just disgusting.

At this point, the long shot finally came to an end, and everyone's heartstrings relaxed.

In fact, opening with a long shot is a bit of a gamble. If it gets stuck at this point, morale will definitely be greatly damaged.

But right now, it seems that the chemistry between this group of people is really good.

"Stuck! You all performed well."

Wang Wei was victorious and in a good mood, but his bad thoughts began to stir again.

I glanced over and saw Chen Zhixing's windbreaker of the same size in the props group, wearing three, five, and two.

It's really disgusting to use the word petite when applied to men.

But unfortunately when Chen Zhixing saw Wang Wei's appearance, he couldn't find any suitable words for a while.

A man who is 1.7 meters tall is wearing clothes that are 1.8 meters tall, and the hem of the windbreaker almost covers his calves.

However, this wideness can also make his movement of hiding his arms in his arms look extremely natural.

"Why are those hands so real?"

With her back to Wang Wei, Liang Yuan was still struggling with the severed hand that had just come into view. The look of wanting to see it but not daring to see it was really interesting.

"Of course it is, because it's my hand."

While Liang Yuan was asking, she suddenly felt a chill coming from the web of her tailbone. The faint voice behind her made her break into a cold sweat in the middle of summer.

He turned his head stiffly and saw Wang Wei's appearance.

Looking at his empty left arm again, his face turned from red to white.

His face turned pale, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence: "That...that's..."

Wang Wei used his "only" right arm to pat Liang Yuan's shoulder, and said gratefully: "How can anyone make such a real hand? My hands can't be stored for long in this summer, so I have to thank you."

If your good performance is stuck in this area, I won't be able to save my right hand."

Liang Yuan's face turned pale with fear, and she was dripping with cold sweat.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Chen Zhixing spoke righteously and angrily scolded Wang Wei for his boring behavior.

"That's not his hand at all, it's his right hand. He's shaking his left hand. Can't you tell?"

Liang Yuan finally calmed down, slapped Wang Wei on the chest, and directly pulled out his hidden hand, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"A pure liar!"

His face looked better again, but he still had fear in his heart, so he turned around and just wanted to take a deep breath.

But as soon as she turned around, her body froze in place again.

A greater fear emerged.

Chen Zhixing was seen shaking his empty right sleeve, with a trace of sadness on his face: "Because that's my hand..."

...

"Chen Zhixing! Wang Wei! Get out of here!"

Chen Zhixing and Wang Wei, who were hiding in the dressing room and fighting with the landlord, suddenly heard an angry shout, and Chen Zhixing and Wang Wei were suddenly frightened.

Lu Xiaolin, who plays Gao Yanan in the play, is also quite heroic in real life. At this moment, she is standing at the door with her hands on her waist, so that no one watching the excitement dares to get close.

"You scared a little girl to tears and then ran away? How can such a good thing happen? Come out quickly! Don't you two like to break your arms? I will let you two break off enough."

The door of the dressing room quietly opened a crack, and Chen Zhixing timidly poked his head out, "Sister, what you said is ambiguous. I am a straight man and I don't do the whole thing of breaking my arm."

Lu Xiaolin became even more angry, "Tell me! Did you order the pig's trotters in Liang Yuan's lunch?"

Wang Wei's head appeared under Chen Zhixing. At this time, he was hunched over in the room and peeking out. When he heard Lu Xiaolin talking about lunch, he immediately smiled.

"Isn't this because I want to add some good food to the crew?"

"You can eat it?" Lu Xiaolin was furious. As soon as she saw the pig's trotters, she thought of the severed hand, and the whole meal became nauseated.

"Sister, I have good intentions."

"You have such good intentions! I think you are deliberately disgusting us!"

Another head popped up on top of the heads of the two people, like a stack of arhats. Wang Longzheng was at the top, with his funny eyes looking down.

Yin and Yang said angrily: "I testify that the whole crew, including you, Xiao Chen and Liang Yuan, added pig trotters, and he is deliberately disgusting you!"

"grass!"

Strong fortresses are often breached from within. Upon hearing this, Chen Zhixing immediately jumped to his feet.

He unlocked the dressing room door and stopped Lu Xiaolin, who was about to hit her, "Sister, wait until I finish beating you first."

Lu Xiaolin hugged her shoulders and hummed: "How about? Together?"

"also!"

The war was about to break out, but it was Chen Zhixing who was the first to cry out: "No, shouldn't we beat him together? Why are you pinching me?"

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, just focus on your hand again. Pass the pain to the lower parts of the food chain and you won't feel any more pain!"

"Don't slap me in the face, I really have good intentions."

...

"Oh, it turns out you really have good intentions."

Understanding Wang Wei's motives, Chen Zhixing didn't look guilty at all on his face. Anyway, he had a good time beating him, and this grandson really deserves a beating.

The three of them are going to shoot an anatomy scene in the afternoon, and the scene will be even more exciting.

He used pig's trotters to make the three of them nauseated. He was afraid that the three of them would have too much appetite at noon and vomit them all when the scene was filmed.

Chen Zhixing picked up a piece of pork liver and sniffed it with a cold face.

He doesn't have enough control over his facial features. If Wang Lung-zheng were to act in this scene, he would definitely be able to perform the sniffing action by controlling the opening and closing of his nostrils.

But he doesn't know this unique skill, so he can only really smell it.

Huo! Really awesome.

A stream of blood flowed into his nose, and the unpleasant smell made him feel nauseous.

"Stuck! The reaction is not good. Don't be so resistant."

Chen Zhixing cursed, "Come and try it. I don't know how many days the pork liver has been in the refrigerator. It's mixed with other flavors, and the flavor is extremely mixed."

However, the director called it a jam, and Chen Zhixing had no choice but to try again.

"Stuck! Don't squint your eyes. Is it that smelly?"

"Stuck! It's okay this time, but I need you to give me a little feeling of joy, as if you have discovered a clue."

"Stuck! I suddenly felt that something was wrong with the joy. I didn't find any clues in this script."

"Stuck! Liu Yingjian, stop laughing, can't you see the bellows in this shot?"

"Stuck! I'm sorry, I said it smoothly. It was good this time, but I believe you can do better."

...

"Well! This time is good."

Wang Wei slapped his mouth, looking like he still had something to say.
To be continued...