Zhou Ziheng also lowered his voice, "Who told you to be so weak?"

Xia Xiqing glared at him fiercely, almost slashing him in front of others. Zhou Ziheng immediately apologized when he saw him, "I'm joking, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He also found it funny, "I've never had a fight in school."

"That's right, you're the one who called the police."

Zhou Ziheng turned his head in surprise, "How do you know?"

Xia Xiqing smiled a little childishly, "I just know."

Zhou Ziheng stopped making trouble, put away the smile on his face and changed the topic, "Why are you so real when you acted... just now?" He considered the words again, "I mean, you are not afraid of anything, I believe you have never been afraid even if you fight."

The other party was silent for a long time before finally there was a voice.

"I'm afraid of the dark."

Xia Xiqing's laughter was very soft, but it fell heavily into Zhou Ziheng's heart.

"It will be no more difficult to borrow that feeling."

Zhou Ziheng could not imagine that he would borrow some emotions from the deepest fear in his heart.

The little fan turned gently, Xia Xiqing stared at the circle in the center, and someone touched her cheek.

"I'm sweating." Looking up, I saw Zhou Ziheng smiling, and looked sorry, "Ah, it seems to be even dirtier after being wiped by me."

"Go away, I'm so annoying to you." Xia Xiqing lowered his head and wiped his face, and his smile unconsciously rose.

Kuncheng looked at the long shot from the alley to the side of the road again, and walked over with great satisfaction, "The lens just now was really good. As expected, I had to hold the lens in front to feel like I was walking." He hurried to the other side and communicated with the general photography to the future perspective and layout of the lens.

"I tried long shots when I filmed for the first time. It's amazing." As soon as Kuncheng left, Zhou Ziheng began to tease Xia Xiqing, "a genius newcomer."

"Isn't that you?"

"I've ground it." Zhou Ziheng put a few tissues on his forehead, "It was found out a little bit." His hand was placed on his bent knees. "Where is, I used to be said by many directors that I can play life and death, but I can't play life and death. I can do whatever I want to play, but I can't play an ordinary ordinary person. Because I don't understand them at all, and I don't understand my role."

His eyes looked at the road, "So at that time, I was like now, squatting on the side of the road, sometimes for an afternoon. At that time, I was still young and in high school, and it was not very popular. I just squatted like that when I was fine during holidays, and it looked like passers-by. After seeing more, I found that everyone is a collection of emotions, and there are too many emotions piled up on them. It is so complicated that I can only choose to polish each other to live like a mature adult, so I smoothed it out."

As he said that, Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing with a smile on his face, "I realized later that what I want to play is that kind of flatness."

The warm yellow sunset outlined every edge on Zhou Ziheng's face, but wrapped them so softly. Xia Xiqing just looked at him, his mouth raised, and he didn't say anything.

He actually wanted to say something, but he found that his barren language could not describe his feelings for Zhou Ziheng at this moment. It was so good that he was too good to be over the head and passed the threshold that could be described in words. It would be great if there were brushes and paints, and it would be better to be gentle watercolors. He wanted to draw it now and draw the Zhou Ziheng, who was full of enthusiasm for performing arts in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing who had been staring at him, a little confused.

The stunned Xia Xiqing walked out of his thoughts and raised an eyebrow at him, "Look at you, handsome little guy."

"It's a handsome guy." Zhou Ziheng deliberately touched Xia Xiqing's toes with his feet, took off the tissue from his head. The makeup artist left, and the next game was about to begin.

Xia Xiqing sat up and returned to the same position before waiting for the start, but suddenly heard Zhou Ziheng's voice.

"I don't want you to be that kind of flat."

The body stagnated. Xia Xiqing suddenly froze and could only look at Zhou Ziheng's shadow on the ground.

"I hope to see all your emotions, whether good or bad, no matter how complex or sharp, don't polish each other, just let them release them."

The last sentence is deliberately lowered, so low that only the two of them can hear it in the whole world.
Chapter completed!