Chapter 72 Love Warcraft

After several days of night scenes, Xia Xiqing was seriously insufficient in sleep and was in a bad state. Yesterday, in order to film a rain scene, she was soaked in artificial rain all night. She couldn't do it when she returned to the hotel that night. Today's scenes were all scheduled during the day. Xia Xiqing got up at five o'clock in the morning and fed three large cups of ice to the American-style filming until 2:30 in the afternoon.

Finally finished taking pictures of his own part, Xia Xiqing sat on the steps and was stunned. The afternoon sun made his eyes dizzy, and he felt that he was about to turn into a wisp of smoke.

"Xi Qing, your dark circles are so heavy. Do you want Sister Cindy to cover you?" Xiaoxiao squatted in front of him, holding a small fan for him, with a worried expression on her face, "Are you still sleepy? Do you want to eat?"

Xia Xiqing shook her head, supported her palms on her cheeks, and spoke in a weak way. "If you have dark circles, it looks more like Jiang Tong. Anyway, Sister cindy has made me ugly when she comes. You go to the car and sit down. I will rest for a while before going up... Ah--" He suddenly sneezes and asked nervously, "Can you catch a cold from the rain yesterday?"

"No," Xia Xiqing rubbed his nose with his hands and yawned a big yawn again, "It's sunbathing."

Xiaoxiao went back after three urged and four urged her. Xia Xiqing stood up and stretched. Zhou Ziheng was filming the scene, so he could only stand beside him and watch.

This scene is a scene where Gao Kun went to a black clinic for treatment after he found out that he was unwell. The clinic was also a very small room rented in Hua'anli community. It was decorated like a small clinic. There were several extras who were sucking in the air. There was only one old ceiling fan in the whole room. There was no wind when it was turned out, and the windows were all open and stuffy and unbearable.

Xia Xiqing stood beside the director and looked at the monitor's screen.

"It hurts as soon as I swallow it." Gao Kun frowned and explained to the clinic doctor across a small wooden table. "That kind of shaves so much that the throat seems to be swollen here."

The doctor is a middle-aged woman in her fifties, wearing reading glasses and a white coat. She reached out and touched Gao Kun's throat, "open her mouth."

After seeing it, “You’re all bubbles.”

She stood up and went into the medicine cabinet behind her and flipped out two boxes of medicine, and threw it in front of Gao Kun, "Two blue ones a day, three green ones a day."

"Don't you tell me what kind of disease is?" Gao Kun touched his neck, glanced at the two boxes of medicine, and then looked at the doctor.

"Get angry." The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, and her bloated body took a long time to turn from the narrow crack between the medicine cabinet and the table, and sat down again, "Do you want this medicine or don't?"

Gao Kun's brows were still frowning, and he reached out to get the medicine, took some back, looked up at her, "Is it really just anger?"

"Do you see a doctor or me?" She pushed her eyes and said in a mean tone, "Why, you can't get angry, you still think of a terminal illness."

Gao Kun's temper suddenly became angry. He slapped the table with his hand, which attracted everyone around him to see. The children who had closed their eyes and got drunk and started to cry. The crying became louder and louder. He looked back, turned his head, pressed the fire and asked how much it cost.

“Sixty-five.”

"Sixty-five? Why don't you rob it?"

"You go out to inquire? Is this expensive?" Her eyes swept Gao Kun's face like a knife, wishing she could cut off two pieces of meat, "I don't have money and make trouble with me. Do you want it or not!"

Gao Kun had no choice but to pull out a stack of banknotes from his pants pocket. It was earned by someone who worked as a temporary worker last time. He put the banknotes under the table and counted them. He took out several pieces and patted them on the table. He grabbed two boxes of medicine and walked out the door, which made the wind chime on the door ring.

"What a stubborn person? You have the ability to go to a big hospital. You will be poor all your life."

"cut!" Kuncheng shouted, "Stay a break. This one is very good, it's over." He turned to look at Xi Qing, "How is it, are you used to the life of an actor?"

Xi Qing smiled bitterly, "I'm used to it, but I can't call myself an actor."

"I think you are quite talented." Kuncheng said with a smile. The deputy director came over, and there was a girl next to him. Xia Xiqing turned to see. The girl looked familiar, and she looked less than 20 years old. She was wearing an orange suspender vest and tight jeans underneath, revealing her half-fine white waist. She had a good figure, her hair dyed yellow-brown, and two exaggerated large earrings, like a wind chime that had just swayed.

"Director Kun, I just arrived at noon, I'm sorry."

Kuncheng stood up, "It's okay, they've been delaying for a while, and it's your play with Gao Kun later." After that, he walked to the deputy director and the two discussed other things. The girl turned her face and looked at Xia Xiqing, and smiled carelessly at him, "Hello, I'm Song Nian, who plays Lingling."

Song Nian Xia Xiqing quickly reacted, no wonder she felt familiar. She seemed to have seen Zhou Ziheng's acting skills collection on B station before, and she was probably a female artist who had worked with her several times. He stretched out his hand generously and smiled gently, "I am Xia Xiqing."

"I know, I like watching your variety show too." Song Nian's mouth was covered with bright red lipstick, which made her teeth look very white. Her appearance is definitely not a big beauty in the entertainment industry, but she smiles very likable and has a more comfortable appearance. "You are so beautiful, and more beautiful than me."

This word is considered a minefield for Xia Xiqing. However, when he first met, he just smiled and said thank you. After the two of them chatted for a few words, Zhou Ziheng came over.

"Oh, Song Nian, you are late..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Nian, who was cheerful, rushed to Zhou Ziheng, jumped up and hooked his neck, "Long time no see!"

Zhou Ziheng's first reaction was to pat Song Nian's arm and look at Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing's first reaction was to put aside her face and sneeze with her head tilted.

After sneezing, he lowered his head, rubbed his nose and thought about why he had just left his face, making him seem like he didn't want to look like that.

"Your hair is so cool, like Sakuragi Hanao," Song Nian pointed to touch his hair. "If I had known I would have dyed it red, wouldn't we play a pair?"

Is it a pair? We are afraid that it is not a script. Xia Xiqing complained in his heart. The Lingling played by Song Nian met Gao Kun during a group fight when she first came to a big city. The two of them had a good impression of each other and had ambiguous relationship for a while. It was Lingling who told Gao Kun that there was a way to make money quickly, so Gao Kun had a way to sell blood.

However, after learning that Gao Kun was infected with AIDS, Lingling moved home overnight and could no longer find anyone.

"Your color is also pretty, better than red." Zhou Ziheng stood a step further, still looking at Xia Xiqing, but Xia Xiqing ignored it. His palm blocked his head against his eyes and covered the sun. A makeup artist happened to come over. Xia Xiqing stopped him, "Xiaoyue, help me take off my makeup."

"Okay, let's go."

Before Zhou Ziheng could speak, he watched Xia Xiqing leave with his hands and a pocket, not even replying, and didn't even say hello to him. He suddenly became irritated, and Song Nian kept talking nonstop, and his usual good education was no longer useful at this time.

"I'll go there for a rest, it makes me dizzy."

Halfway through speaking, Song Nian said embarrassedly, "Then...you go."

Zhou Ziheng found a tree shade to sit down, took out his cell phone and took a look at the time, and happened to see the message from Zhao Ke.

[Ke Zi: Can you come in the double row? Can't find anyone!]

He was so angry that he saw it. Zhou Ziheng typed a line of words and said to him.

[Hengheng: Do you have any brains? Do you think an actor who is filming in the group has the time to play games with you?]

Just after I sent it out, Zhao Ke's phone came in. After Zhou Ziheng answered, he fed him annoyed.

"Yoyo, who made us Brother Heng like this?" Zhao Ke was also sarcastic, 70,000 yuan, "Brother Heng, you seem to be unhappy in this film."

"Get out of here." Zhou Ziheng ran out with accent, "Aren't you playing games, what phone call?"

"Where is no fun to watch our Hengheng jokes when playing games? Hey, what happened to you? I was so angry that I felt burning my ears through the phone."

"Nothing..." Zhou Ziheng's tone became low, and Zhao Ke heard something was wrong when he heard it. Although he was usually hurt and poor, he always cared about his childhood. Who is Zhou Ziheng? He is an angel who has nowhere to look for with lanterns. He never gets angry and ruthless with people and doesn't even have a small emotion.

Those who can make him so angry that he doesn't type and don't post punctuation marks are probably only one person.

"Then what, you might be quarreling with Xia Xiqing, right?" Zhao Ke spoke tentatively. When he heard that he had not spoken for a long time, he felt a sense in his heart. "I said, I'll get up in the afternoon and I'm so angry with Xiqing for a long time."

Zhou Ziheng nodded softly, and said nothing else.

"Why?"

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and looked at a group of small ants crawling towards him not far away. He sighed in a muffled voice, and the cicadas behind him made people feel panicked.

Just like this, Zhou Ziheng finally spoke for a while like a dull man holding a phone.

"I like Xia Xiqing."

He was waiting for Zhao Ke to have an attack, but heard a sigh of regret coming from the other side of the phone.

"Hey, Zhou Ziheng, do you have something wrong with it? I don't play games and I'll wait here for a long time before you tell me this!? Who can't tell that you like Xia Xiqing!"

This time, Zhou Ziheng was stunned, "Yes, is it that obvious?"

"Super-level-obvious." Zhao Ke was so angry that his brain hurt. "Thomas's invincible rotation in the universe was the first to score in three and a half weeks."

"..." Zhou Ziheng swallowed, "Then do you think Xia Xiqing can see it?"

"...Damn I'm going to play games."

"Hey hey hey hey wait."

Zhao Ke was convinced, "You two haven't fallen in love for a long time. I thought you two were back to their parents' home for public expenses this time. I was so angry. Xia Xiqing is so smart, how could he not tell that you like him? You are so savage."

That's right. Seeing the little ant approaching him, Zhou Ziheng raised his feet, "Actually, I don't want him to know. If he knew that I like him, he would definitely avoid me. His person only likes to tease people who haven't fall in love with him yet."

Zhao Ke was silent on the other end for a long time, "What do he mean to you now? Where have you two gone?"

"It's not necessarily the point where a couple may reach."

"Okay, I didn't ask." Zhao Ke patted his mouth, "What are you worried about?"

"I think his relationship with me is very strange now. I think he has something else to do with me, but I'm not sure. An actress I worked with before came to see me, and he hid away as soon as he saw it."

Zhao Ke was excited when he heard this, "No, according to Xia Xiqing's spirit, he should tease you. Maybe he is really interested in you." He immediately changed into a tone of small calculations, "Why do you want to test it?"

"How to test it?"

"Hey~ I just read a tweet from a public account, which means this, I'll send it to you."

Zhao Ke hung up the phone. Zhou Ziheng looked puzzled, and the little ant on the ground also left. He leaned against the big tree and knocked the trunk a few times with the back of his head. He shook his phone and clicked it on.

[Ke Zi: Pan Him! "Love War Art" teaches you how to make ambiguous partners jealous and take the bait, and the success or failure of getting out of singleness is here!]

What the hell... Zhou Ziheng wrinkled his face. What messy public accounts Zhao Ke usually pays attention to...
Chapter completed!