happy life of stars

Chapter 122 Role Playing
Qin Shu chuckled and said, "How is it? Is it better?"

"do not know."

"Understood." Qin Shu continued.

"Ah, don't touch it!" Song Xian'er seemed to be pressed on a switch, her whole body tensed up, and she knocked off Qin Shu's hand with a slap, "I don't want to play anymore, I want to be the queen."

"Okay, I'll be a baby of the Monster Race."

Qin Shu smiled badly, lying on the bed, crying like a baby, "Wow...wow..."

Song Xian'er was happy, patted his head, and said with a smile: "Be good, don't cry."

"Wow...wow...My Lady Queen, I'm hungry."

While crying, Qin Shu burrowed into Song Xian'er's arms.

"Ah... I hate it, go away, I won't play anymore."

Song Xian'er resisted, trying to push his head away, but to no avail.

Qin Shu chuckled, he succeeded, Song Xian'er blushed, and reached out to grab his ears.

"It hurts, it hurts, I'm going away."

Song Xian'er strangled his neck with her backhand, "Big villain, bully me as soon as you come! Now that the script discussion is over, go back to sleep."

"Ouch, my legs are numb and I can't move."

Qin Shu clutched his legs, with a look of 'pain', "My good fairy, I can't move anymore, why don't you carry me back?"

"Stop coming, go back quickly."

"I really can't move." Qin Shu lay on the bed like a 'lazy dog'. Song Xian'er tried pushing, pulling, and hugging. With all his strength, he was as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.

"Are you a pig? It's so heavy!"

Qin Shu's muscles are strong, his bones are dense, and he is heavier than ordinary people.

"It's not raised by you."

Seeing his sloppy face, Song Xian'er felt helpless, so she moved to the other side of the bed and stretched out her hand to draw an invisible '[-] line' in the middle of the bed.

"There's still filming tomorrow, so don't mess around."

"I promise not to mess around. I'm going to wash my hands."

Qin Shu got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"Can't you move your legs?"

"Good times and bad times, old problems, it's okay."

After Qin Shu washed his hands and wiped them clean, he jumped onto the bed and turned off the light with his backhand.

"You wrap the quilt around your body, what should I cover? It's cold."

"Couldn't it be better to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner?"

"No, turn up the heat. . . . I want to cover myself with a quilt."

"Here, no crossing the line."

"Don't worry....Go to sleep."

Qin Shu covered the quilt, closed his eyes, and the room became quiet.

After a while, Song Xian'er's voice sounded, "Hey, villain, are you asleep?"

"Fall asleep, now dreaming."

Song Xian'er giggled, and turned to him, "What dream?"

"Beautiful day and dream, I dreamed that I was fighting. ... Hey, ha ..."

Qin Shu danced his arms, stretched out his feet and gently kicked Song Xian'er, "Ha!" He hit her with his hand.

Song Xian'er was 'angry', "Qin Shu, die!"

Launch a counterattack and use the magic trick of tickling.

Qin Shu couldn't stand it and let out a laugh, "Stop, or I will fight back."

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Qin Shu held back his laughter, grabbed her hands, and kissed her red lips.

"Woooo..."

Song Xian'er resisted twice symbolically, then gave in.
The two hugged and kissed passionately.

Just when Qin Shu was about to make a move, the cold eyes of God Hexi suddenly came into his mind, which made him hurriedly cover his body with a thin blanket.

I can't see it now.

.....................

The next morning, Qin Shu woke up leisurely, and Song Xian'er leaned in his arms, sleeping soundly.

I took out my phone to check, it was already close to 8 o'clock, they started filming at 9:[-], it was time to get up.

Turn on the bedside lamp.

"Little lazy cat, it's time to get up." Qin Shu gently woke her up.

"What time is it?" Song Xian'er squinted and opened her eyes with sleepy eyes.

"8 point."

"It's 8 o'clock?" Song Xian'er thought of something and immediately stood up, "Go back to your room, it would be embarrassing if you were seen."

"it is good."

Qin Shu put on his clothes with a smile, quietly opened the door, looked left and right, no one was there, slipped out quickly, returned to his room, got into bed and rolled a few times.

perfect.

After a while, Tang Wuyou knocked on the door, "Qin Shu, get up, today we have your show."

Qin Shu was brushing his teeth, and opened the door, "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

"Okay, hurry up, and make up."

After Qin Shu quickly washed up, he joined the others, went to have breakfast together, and then walked towards the set.

The crew is setting up the scene, and the actors are going to make up.

Qin Shu's makeup was very simple. He was naturally handsome. He put on a dark red robe with gold trim, long hair, and a paper fan in his hand.

"Wow, so handsome! Let me pinch it."

Zhou Xun teased him, stretched out his hand and pinched his face with a smile.

"It's okay, so-so."

Qin Shu felt that he was very suitable for wearing ancient clothes and was super handsome.

Zhang Zifeng and Zhang Jingyi, who were putting on makeup, couldn't help but take a few more glances. They were so handsome, and even Pan An in ancient times was nothing more than that.

Walking out of the dressing room, Qin Shu's rate of return was extremely high, women were amazed by it, and men were 'inferiority' after seeing it.

Song Xian'er looked proud, she thought Qin Shu was too good, no matter what.

He said in his heart, "Fortunately, I made an early move, otherwise the competition must have been fierce."

"Qin Shu, come and take a photo."

"Okay."

Song Xian'er picked up her phone and took a selfie.

Seeing Tang Wuyou approaching, Qin Shu joked, "Fatty, let's take a selfie."

"No, I'm not interested."

Tang Wuyou said worriedly: "Meow, people depend on clothes, horses depend on saddles, it's true, it's not the same if you change your skin."

Qin Shu smiled and said, "Fatty, do you think you are ugly when you stand in front of me?... Hey, it's wrong to be too handsome, you will lose your friends!"

"Tch, being handsome is useless, a man has to speak with strength."

Qin Shu glanced at him, "You are jealous."

"I'd be jealous of you? Joke."

"You're just jealous."

"Absolutely not."

"Definitely jealous."

"Okay, I admit that I'm jealous, meow, why is it so tall? Is it a genetic mutation?" Tang Wuyou met Qin Shu's parents, but he didn't think they were so good-looking.

"Don't care if it's a mutation, existence is truth."

Qin Shu chuckled and strode into the shooting location.

The director asked, "Qin Shu, are you going back tomorrow afternoon?"

"Ah."

"We strive to finish filming your scenes before noon tomorrow."

"It's okay, just go back tomorrow."

The director nodded, expressing his understanding.

After waiting for a while, everything is ready.

The staff hit the board and the filming started

Qin Shu and Zhang Zifeng stood on the green cloth cart, and the staff pushed them slowly.

There is no action scene, because he is the "Emperor of the Monster Race", and the monster catcher is not qualified to let him take action, and it can be easily solved with divine thoughts.

In the first act, Zhang Zifeng made a move.

Qin Shu appeared to prevent the demon catchers from attacking the flower demon, and some demon catchers wanted to attack him.

"Presumptuous!" Zhang Zifeng shouted, full of momentum, raised his hand and looked like a fool beside him.

"Stop!" The shooting of the first act ended.

Qin Shu couldn't help but glanced at Zhang Zifeng, the Zhang Zifeng in filming and in reality were completely different.

In reality, she is a bit shy and can't let go, but in the play she can take it in and out freely, with ease, saying that she is not at all a genius actor.

"Good shot, let's do another one."

The director is very satisfied with the acting skills of the two, and there is another one in the spirit of excellence.

"very good."

After two shots, the director took another one before he was satisfied.

After the first act was shot, it was the second act.

The two flower demons played by Song Xian'er guard the graves of Zhou Xun and Chen Kun, desperately resisting those who want to dig treasures. The "Demon Emperor" reappears with a maid, and arranges an eternal seal to protect the tomb.

With a wave of his hand, Song Xian'er flew up while staying on the rope, and stood behind him with Zhang Zifeng on the left and right.

Qin Shu raised his hand and swiped in the void, opened the passage between the human world and the demon world, and floated away with the two of them.

"Dependent origin, dependent extinction, there is a definite number."

End.

The second act ends.

Each scene is divided into multiple shots, and there are other actors in the middle. Qin Shu and Zhang Zifeng finished filming, and it was already noon the next day.

The director is very accurate in controlling the time, saying that if the filming is finished before noon, it must be finished at noon.

Satisfied, the director finished the work, and said with a smile, "Qin Shu, Zifeng, you're done."

The two laughed.

Although their roles are small, they are one of them.

Zhou Xun said with a smile: "The two generals are finalized, we still have to celebrate."

"Sister Xun, no need, we'll just have lunch." Qin Shu refused, there was no need to go out for another meal.

"You're welcome, we have a chef in the crew, so it's no problem to simply fry a few dishes."

"Is there a cook in the crew? Where?" Qin Shu scanned around but didn't see it.

Tang Wuyou said: "There are two chefs, and they fry the food we usually eat. Let's go, I'll take you to have a look, order what you want, today it's easier."

"Ok."

Qin Shu and Zhang Zifeng followed Tang Wuyou.

Soon, a prefabricated house appeared in his eyes. The kitchen was very simple, with only one cooking table, and two chefs were busy dividing the work.

Zhang Zifeng quietly tugged at Qin Shu's clothes.

"Brother Qin, there is a big iron pot." She saw the big iron pot again, and they were about to leave after eating, but the big iron pot hadn't been found yet.

Qin Shu nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.

"Whatever you want to eat, you can order it yourself. The conditions are limited and there are only these dishes, so let's make do with it."

"You're welcome. I'll order shredded pork with leeks. Twice-cooked pork will do. Zifeng, what would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Zhang Zifeng said.

Tang Wuyou nodded. They were all home-cooked dishes, and he ordered a few more dishes himself.

"Let's go, someone will come over later."

Tang Wuyou walked out.

Qin Shu didn't leave, but stepped forward and said, "Master, the dishes you cook are really delicious. Isn't it delicious to cook them in an iron pan?"

The master smiled and said: "Not necessarily, it still depends on the technique, but compared to other pots on the market, the dishes fried in a big iron pot are the most delicious."

"What if the big iron pot breaks? Is there a spare?"

"There are spares."

"Oh."

Qin Shu understood, "Thank you for your hard work."

He went out to catch up with Zhang Zifeng, and whispered: "Don't worry, I have a big iron pot, take it when you leave."

"Ah."

Zhang Zifeng felt relieved.

In the crew lounge, the director, assistant director and main actors gathered together to celebrate Qin Shu and Zhang Zifeng's finale.

Since I still have to shoot in the afternoon, I didn't drink alcohol.

After a simple meal, Qin Shu slipped into the crew kitchen, "Master, how many iron pots are there?"

"More than 100." The master was a little puzzled.

"Can you buy me this pot?" Qin Shu pointed to the big iron pot on the table.

"Yes." Although the master chef didn't know what he was going to do, he knew that he was the one who brought the order from the big boss.

He's a kitchen contractor and can't offend the big boss.

"How much?" Qin Shu asked the price.

"No, it's just a pot, it's not worth a lot of money... There's a new pot in it, I'll bring it for you."

"No, I want this." The new thing needs to be cleaned, which is troublesome.

Qin Shu gave him 300 yuan, "Please go and buy a new one, the remaining money is for shipping."

Without waiting for the master to speak, he ran away with the big iron pot.

"Qin Shu, you stole the iron pot!"

Tang Wuyou couldn't help joking when he saw him walking towards him.

"Steal what, I bought it."

Zhou Xun was a little puzzled, and Qin Shu explained the reason again, which made her laugh and joked about Zhang Zifeng.

After chatting for a while, Qin Shu checked the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and they should go back.

Song Xian'er, Tang Wuyou, and Zhang Jingyi sent them to the entrance of the studio. Qin Shu and Zhang Zifeng put on masks and sun hats, and waved goodbye with a big iron pot.

Zhang Zifeng was in a good mood, and finally got the big iron pot he had been talking about.

Under the watchful eyes of passers-by, the two came to the parking lot with a large iron pot, put the iron pot in the trunk, started the car and returned to the mushroom house.

(End of this chapter)