Luo Shao obviously felt that Fei Yu was upset again, but he couldn't keep up with Fei Yu's brain circuit. He sneaked a glance at Fei Yu's gloomy and cold side face, and closed the script timidly.

In fact, he was still thinking about Fei Yu just now. In the novel, the only thing Fei Yu likes is Lin Feng. But Fei Yu likes Lin Feng because Lin Feng is sunny and handsome, warm-hearted, and polite to everyone, even when talking to him, he has a gentle warmth. The most important thing is that every time Luo Meng has something, Lin Feng can show his reliable and safe side in front of Fei Yu.

And these are the traits that a grumpy person like Fei Yu likes.

But according to this reasoning, now that he has come to this world, and he doesn't like Lin Feng, naturally he won't bother Lin Feng like Luo Meng. And his current body is his own, except for the name of Luo Meng, he is not the protagonist in the original script at all, just avoiding the original protagonist's object.

He stayed away from Lin Feng, which meant that Lin Feng's excellent qualities were not exposed, and it also reduced Lin Feng's chance of dangling in front of Fei Yu.

Does that mean that he still has a chance?

Fei Yu is the paper man companion he tailored for himself, and he really wants to give it a try.

He wants to be with Fei Yu.

Just as Luo Shao straightened his thoughts again, the 30-something-year-old deputy director on the opposite side also walked over at this time and instructed the assistant to put two glasses of water on the net pockets of Luo Shao and Fei Yu's seat armrests. Then, while wiping his hands with a tissue, he smiled and talked to Luo Shao. He liked this cute-looking 19-year-old genius writer very much, and his voice was with elder care: "The script is well written. Don’t worry too much."

He had just seen Luo Shao looking down at the script from a distance just now, thinking that he was worried about his novel making a drama, and the pressure of getting along with Fei Yu would definitely be great, so he came over and said two words to comfort him.

As soon as the voice fell, Fei Yu who was next to him suddenly exploded, and the hidden hideous fierceness was hidden in his eyes. Fei Yu tilted his head to look at the assistant director who came by, and every word revealed a gloomy no. Yue: "The editor is looking at the script, what are you doing here?"

"..." The assistant director said, wasn't it you who talked to others in the first place? You've bothered me, and now you're relying on me.

But he didn't dare to make any sense to Fei Yu's behavior of "only the state officials were allowed to set fires and the people were not allowed to light the lights", shrugged and bypassed the set, and stood beside Fei Yu.

Sure enough, Director Fei's face looked better.

"..." The assistant director's mouth twitched: "Our first scene has been cleaned up."

Fei Yu nodded slightly, and let the person next to him start the first act: "Ready to begin."

Next to Luo Shao immediately put down the script in his hand and looked up at the actor.

This is the first time he has personally experienced the filming of the crew since he was young, and his eyes are full of interest.

This scene mainly talks about the poor living environment of the protagonist's "Ye Xing" home, which is mainly used to shape the image of the characters. The surrounding houses are relatively dilapidated. The extra actors invited are all dressed in earthy clothes.

Ye Xing, who plays the leading role, is the current third-tier star "Ke Ruan", who has just emerged from the talent show and has a small fan base. It can't be compared with Lin Feng, an actor who has been regarded as a flow niche.

Ke Ruan looks handsome and has a gentle temperament, even if he put on Ye Xing's ragged clothes, he still feels like a Qingjun son. But his acting skills are good. Once he enters the state, he becomes a timid and inferior Ye Xing.

That vivid feeling almost reminded Luo Shao of himself when he was a child.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Ke Ruan who was in front of him.

But within three seconds, I heard Fei Yu's voice in his ear: "Huh, I'll be in a daze when I see the handsome guy. It's you, the screenwriter."

Luo Shao turned his head and saw Fei Yu was looking at him with raised eyebrows and his dark eyes reflected his now surprised expression.

"I didn't..."

Because the crew in front was still filming, and there were all on-site radio equipment around, Luo Shao did not dare to speak loudly, and every sound was small and pitiful.

After he finished speaking, Fei Yu was noncommittal, staring at the camera's screen with half-closed expression, his face was uncertain.

But it's more scary than speaking directly.

Luo Shao watched his face carefully, and finally hesitated without speaking.

For the next three hours, the crew has been diligent and busy filming. It was also at this time that Luo Luo discovered that the campus Danmei script was not as good as he imagined. Whether it is the angle of the surrounding light and shadow, or the environment of the environment, it needs to be adjusted inch by inch.

Moreover, Fei Yu is really talented in learning.

He deserves to be a genius director, with a natural sensitivity to the camera. Sometimes Luo Luo can't see what's wrong, Fei Yu can accurately re-correct the position of the tangent machine, so that the entire video picture feels completely different, whether it is style, light and shadow or picture layout, it perfectly highlights him. The mental environment when writing this drama.

At this time Fei Yu was still playing with the camera, and Luo Shao was peeking at him from the side. Fei Yu's facial features were obvious. When he turned his face sideways, the sharp facial contours seemed to be cut out by an artificial knife.

Luo Shao watched secretly, and couldn't help thinking about what Fei Yu had done to him in the outer courtyard.

And—

What he is shooting now is still his first film of the year.

This thought caused Luo Lu's face to become red immediately. He blinked and turned his face away, pretending to read the script, lowering his head to block the blush on his face.

at this time.

The staff playing the board in the front "slapped" the buckle, "The tenth act of the first act is over."

The task this morning is to finish the first act. Now that the first act is over, it means that the task for this morning is completed. The crew clapped their hands to congratulate each other, but Luo Shao, who was in a trance, was shocked by the sound of the card board.

Before he recovered, he heard Fei Yu on the left suddenly speak again.

"I blush when I watch people filming, I blush when I read the script, I blush when I'm in a daze... Now I blush when I hear people hit the board."

Fei Yu looked directly at the camera screen in front of him and turned his gaze faintly, and then the whole upper body turned to Luoluo. It was almost noon, and the light was hitting from Fei Yu's left side.

He was much taller and stronger than Luo Shao, and the cast shadow completely covered Luo Shao inside, like a little rabbit overwhelmed by a lion's aura.

Facing this shadow, Fei Yu leaned over and pressed towards Luo Shao, and scared the rabbit into a large wooden chair, curled up into a ball holding the script. His perverse and violent eyes swept across Luo Shao’s red cheeks, and his voice was gloomy and magnetic: "When will you not blush?" His dark eyes glanced at Luo Shao’s lower body covered by the script on his legs. : "After venting?"

Fei Yu did not accidentally exist at all, and did not deliberately lower his voice. Luo Shao didn't expect that he could say such things in front of so many people, blushing almost bleeding: "You!"

He glanced left and right, and noticed that everyone around him was packing up the photography equipment. He didn't pay attention to them, so he whispered to Fei Yu with a nasal sound: "I don't have..."

Fei Yu's response was to raise his eyebrows and nod slowly at him, a palpitating wicked smile evoked at the corner of his mouth. His eyes are very good-looking, but the blackness of the eyes is a little smaller than that of ordinary people. Even looking at people with a smile makes your back chill.

Not to mention the sentence he spit out, which is more disturbing than a smile:

"If this mouth likes to lie, stop talking."

Luo Shao immediately glared at him with her mouth tightly closed, her flattering but not enchanting high-end eyes outlined more and more red.

Fei Yu looked at his slightly bulging face because of his words. He stretched out his right hand holding the camera frame, and stretched out his thumb. He rubbed Luo Lao's red lips, which were plump even if he pressed it, and then his own. The last sentence said in a deep voice:

"It's better to do something more comfortable than your hands."

Luo Shao didn't react at first, until Fei Yu lowered his eyes and glanced between his legs, Luo Shao realized what he meant afterwards, and his whole body instantly became hot.

My mouth opened and closed for a long time, and I couldn't think of a rebuttal.

Finally gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Rogue!"

Fei Yu didn't lift his eyelids: "You still confessed to the gangster."

"..."