Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 116 If you don't understand, imitate

Everyone was very happy when they finally made it to the city. At least the accommodations were comfortable and the food was good, and the director even treated everyone to meals for several days in a row.

Of course, individuals need to maintain their figure, so if they can't eat, then don't eat.

As the male lead of the crew, the popular Xu Pin has a lot of work and doesn't mind the money.

That day he asked someone to deliver milk tea again. He went to get a cup of milk tea himself and walked towards Yan An and Gu Ling who were eating lunch boxes, carrying a box of small desserts.

The winter sun is not that hot and it still feels warm when it falls on people.

Yan An didn't hide from the sun and ate with Gu Ling sitting on a lazy chair by the wall.

At this time, she was still wearing a gorgeous palace dress, and her skin looked even whiter under the sun.

Xu Pin was so moved by her that he sometimes even thought that Yan An was more beautiful than most actresses he had seen.

She had a unique aura that he found novel.

But he couldn't figure out what it was exactly.

If Yan An wants to know what he thinks, he must tell him. The temperament he likes is the feeling that others don't like him.

The warmth on his body was blocked, and when Yan An looked up, he met Xu Pin's shining eyes.

To put it bluntly, the way this person looked at her was as if he was staring at a plate of steaming braised pork.

Yan An lowered his head again and continued eating.

Xu Pin was surprised to be ignored, but he also felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

After all, Yan An is always like this. When she should react, she chooses not to react.

Are you really not afraid that he will be unhappy?

Or simply low emotional intelligence.

Gu Ling put down his lunch box, stood up with a smile, and asked, "Teacher Xu, what can I do for you?"

Xu Pin smiled gently, "Seeing that An An likes to eat sweet things when she eats, I bought her a box of snacks."

Gu Ling's eyes immediately became alert.

Why would she buy food for her artist separately? That’s not right!

Xu Pin gave an embarrassed smile.

Gu Ling became even more alert, but a huge smile appeared on his face. "Oh, thank you so much for Mr. Xu's kindness, but our artist is trying to control his weight and can't eat anything too high in calories."

Xu Pin looked at Yan An who was concentrating on eating, feeling a little speechless.

Gu Ling followed his gaze and saw it, feeling a little embarrassed, but did not change his words.

People around have noticed what's happening here.

But there seems to be nothing wrong with colleagues giving each other some food?

Ok……

At least Yan An is the most fine.

If Yan An was shyly refusing at this moment, they would have thought more about it, but he was really eating his lunch box very seriously, not paying any attention to what was happening outside.

Instead, the male lead Xu Pin was acting weird. Why did he suddenly treat Yan An so obviously differently?

Xu Pin felt a little embarrassed, "An An?"

Yan An looked up after being called, "Teacher Xu, thank you for your kindness. I'm full, you can give it to someone else."

Xu Pin, “…”

He looked and saw that in a short while, not even a grain of rice was left in Yan An's lunch box.

Aren’t you full?

He was rejected repeatedly, and it wasn't that he was shameless, it was just that the thing in his hand was a little hot.

Gu Ling smiled embarrassedly, "But I don't need to manage my body~"

Xu Pin immediately gave her the cake and said, "An An doesn't want to eat it, so you eat it."

Yan An packed up his lunch box and glanced at him. "Teacher Xu, it's so rude of you to say that. You should have said, since you like it, I'll give it to you. That would be much more emotionally intelligent."

Xu Pin was about to vomit blood.

He has no emotional intelligence?

He just wanted to let that other person know that he gave Gu Ling the cake because of Yan An!

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. An An, you are right." Xu Pin suppressed his dissatisfaction, kept smiling, and looked like he had learned a lesson.

He acted for a moment and left in a hurry.

Back in his dressing room, he sat on a chair and stamped his feet anxiously.

How could Yan An be so disrespectful?

She is a newcomer and is so arrogant. Isn't she afraid of getting into trouble?

Isn't she just a daughter who has no blood relationship with the Qingcheng Yan family? Why is she so arrogant?

After comforting himself, Xu Pin figured it out.

Girls are all reserved.

He couldn't give up after trying it once.

In the following days of filming.

Xu Pin was either delivering gifts or helping Yan An do this and that, and he was so attentive that even the director couldn't ignore him.

The director didn't ask Xu Pin, but while discussing the play, he tentatively asked Yan An if he was in a relationship with Xu Pin.

Yan An wrote a few sentences of his own thoughts on the script. When he heard the director ask this, he was puzzled, "Does it feel like falling in love?"

The director shook his head, "You are cold-blooded enough."

"I don't know what's wrong with Teacher Xu. He hasn't said clearly what he wants to do, and I don't know how to refuse. If I do, I'm afraid she'll say I'm playing hard to get."

The director smiled amusedly, "Okay, I understand."

The filming of the morning scenes didn't go very smoothly.

Yan An's emotion was not right.

She can't act out the look of someone deeply in love.

Originally, she didn't need to show her face, but Xu Pin acted even worse.

After several delays, the director discussed and decided to replace Yan An to express the affection between the two characters in this scene.

Just take Xu Pin's part with you.

It was also because of the previous few shots that Yan An gave the director confidence, and the director actually believed in her more than Xu Pin.

Yan An could only act well.

It's just that she has never had a normal relationship.

Her love life was like forcing someone to do something she was not prepared for. His relentless pursuit and his attentiveness ultimately resulted in a pile of shit.

So how can I know...what love is like...

In this regard, Yan An thought about it and decided that he had to seek help from a professional among professionals, that is, Song Bojian.

So during the break after lunch, I asked Song Bojian if it was convenient before making a video call to him.

Song Bojian also seemed to be filming and was wearing ancient costume.

The two of them looked at each other's condition and couldn't help but curl up the corners of their mouths.

Yan An also felt that his sense of humor came from nowhere.

Perhaps because they are both dressed in ancient costumes, it feels like they have traveled through time together.

Yan An told Song Bojian opposite him about the problems he encountered.

The other party was silent for a while before saying, "If you don't understand, just imitate it."

Yan An sighed, "I've 'chased' Brother Fu before, but even his eyes couldn't fool the director. It shows that professionals are professionals. In fact, there are already some who are imitating their predecessors in movies and TV series..."

"You can imitate me." Song Bojian said from the opposite side, "I will teach you."

Yan An immediately placed his phone on the thermos cup on the table and leaned against it, "Teacher Song, can I record the screen?"

"Okay." Song Bojian's thin lips curled up slightly, "Just like this."

His expression changed immediately.

It was as if all the implicit and intense emotions burst out at this moment, so intense that people dared not look directly at it.

Yan An immediately got goosebumps, thinking that with Song Bojian's professionalism, he would definitely win many awards in her own world.

"Perhaps you can imagine the other person as a warm bed and fireplace in the winter, or air conditioning and watermelon in the summer. They give you what you want and make you feel at ease."

In the play, Song Bojian even speaks a teaching sentence in the tone of love talk.

Especially because of his pleasant voice, Yan An's heart trembled.

I didn't learn it and was almost bewitched.

At this moment, there was a knock on the dressing room door.

Yan An put his phone into the drawer and asked, "Who?"