Announced with the actor who has a crush on

Chapter 93

"Why?" Gu Huai looked at him.

"This character is too similar to you." Qi Zhuocheng said solemnly, "Are you going to experience the darkness of the past years again?"

Hearing this man's tense and serious voice, Gu Huai felt warm in his heart.

The person who was once held in the palm of his hand, now has firmly embedded himself in his heart.

The first thing Qi Zhuocheng thought of was the side effects of this role on Gu Huai.There is not even a word about the passionate///love scene in the script.

Qi Zhuocheng frowned tightly with a pair of tough eyebrows: "You have always told me that to interpret any role well, you need to be in the play. I believe that you can definitely play this role well. But..."

Qi Zhuocheng suddenly choked up, his dark brown eyes were tightly locked on Gu Huai, he carefully stretched out his palm, pressed it to the position of Gu Huai's heart, and then slowly hugged her.

"This character is too dark, bro, your heart won't be able to take it."

Gu Huai was hugged tightly by him, and he felt his heart, because the person in front of him became warm and gentle, one after another, as if he had never felt peaceful before.

Gu Huai said softly, "So in this play, I can only act with you."

"?" Qi Zhuocheng was stunned.

"You won't let me have trouble."

Qi Zhuocheng was shocked when he heard this, and hugged him even tighter: "No, I won't let my brother have trouble."

"Ah."

"But, can you really refuse?"

"No."

"..."

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes...

Gu Huai found that this person didn't seem to want to let go of himself, he finally couldn't hold back: "Hey, enough hugging."

"No." Qi Zhuocheng put his hands around Gu Huai's waist, buried his head in the other's shoulder, and muttered, "Brother, if this is the case, then we will have a sex scene."

Gu Huai: "..."

Gu Huai's ears turned red suddenly, and he forced Qi Zhuocheng to push away, only to see this kid smile meaningfully at him.

Gu Huai felt a little embarrassed for no reason, turned around and walked towards the bedroom: "I will borrow a seat, I will borrow a seat!"

Qi Zhuocheng stood behind him, feigning disappointment and letting out a regretful sigh.

-

Gu Huai rested in the hotel for a few more days, and Qi Zhuocheng and Benson accompanied him to the hospital. After the doctor's follow-up visit, Qi Zhuocheng was completely relieved.

In fact, Gu Huai himself also breathed a sigh of relief.

Benson was the driver, responsible for picking them up and sending them off. He kept making noises when they came out of the hospital.

"Oh, my dear Highness, you really scared me to death that day! If it wasn't for Qi, I would have fainted on the spot."

"You're no different from fainting." Qi Zhuocheng complained about him.

"Aren't I concerned about my prince?" Benson made a face at Qi Zhuocheng through the rearview mirror in the middle of the roof, "Aren't you too, you're so worried that your face turns pale."

Gu Huai glanced at Qi Zhuocheng beside him, and quietly held his hand.Then he said to Benson, "Benson, thank you this time."

"Ah! Gu Gu! Your Highness! Are you smiling at me! Are you trying to fascinate me!" Benson saw Gu Huai's smile in the rearview mirror, and his whole body was about to crumble.

Benson sent the two to a private theater along the Thames.

Yuan Zhou waited early on the steps at the entrance of the theater. When he saw Gu Huai getting off the car, he hurried down the steps.

Yuan Zhou looked worried: "I heard that something happened to you a few days ago, is it all right?"

"It's nothing." Gu Huai shook his head, "It's almost recovered."

Yuan Zhou said "Yes", "It's good that people are fine, and you are too. You know that you are not in good health, so you should bring an assistant or something."

Yuan Zhou glanced at Benson, his complexion pale: "The foreign devil is still a brat, so careless, too rough."

Benson: "???

Gu Huai: "Benson is very kind to me. I had an accident this time, thanks to his help."

Benson puffed out his chest in embarrassment, but Yuan Zhou ruthlessly ignored him.

Yuan Zhou took a look at Qi Zhuocheng who was next to Gu Huai, pushed the round glasses on the bridge of his nose, and lowered his voice: "Qi Zhuocheng, wait for the audition, there is no problem."

Yuan Zhou invited Qi Zhuocheng to the theater this time just to ask him to audition.

Yuan Zhou can directly decide on Gu Huai, without him having to audition, because Gu Huai is the person he wrote in the play, and there will be no second choice.

But Qi Zhuocheng was different. Although he was recommended by Gu Huai, Yuan Zhou had never seen his play with his own eyes after all, out of responsibility for the quality of his films.Yuan Zhou also made it clear to Gu Huai that he needed Qi Zhuocheng to audition in person.

After Benson delivered the people, he left first.Yuan Zhou's play, at this stage, must be kept strictly confidential.

Gu Huai and Qi Zhuocheng followed Yuan Zhou to the theater. In addition to the formal performance theater, there are also several small theaters on the second floor. The size of a hundred or ten people is usually lent to students from some drama clubs. Theater performances are still very popular.

Yuan Zhou borrowed one of them, and a camera was already set up, facing the stage.

Yuan Zhou took the prepared script and handed it to Qi Zhuocheng: "There are two shows in total, you can try it out first, if you think it's all right, let's start."

Qi Zhuocheng took the script and glanced at it quickly: "Okay."

Qi Zhuocheng looked at Gu Huai, who encouraged him, "Don't be nervous."

Qi Zhuocheng took his notebook and squatted in a corner to rehearse alone.

Yuan Zhou and Gu Huai came to the cafe downstairs and ordered a cup of coffee each, and Gu Huai also ordered an extra cup of cappuccino.

"You are really nice to that kid." Yuan Zhou brought a cup of coffee to Gu Huai: "American style, this time it's pure."

Gu Huai took a sip: "emmm... this taste is better."

This theater was built more than 400 years ago. At that time, it was considered a relatively large theater in London. With the gradual changes of time, it has gradually settled down and is no longer the grand occasion at that time.However, the background of drama has penetrated into every place here.

In front of the spiral staircase in the center of the main hall, there is a white marble sculpture, the iconic figure of British drama, Shakespeare.

When Gu Huai walked around the sculpture, he couldn't help but take another look.

The two walked up the stairs, and Yuan Zhou asked, "Have you ever thought about what to do if he fails the audition?"

Gu Huai held the cappuccino: "Then can you save my face and keep him?"

"..." Yuan Zhou laughed, "Your words are cruel enough."

In the small theater, only Gu Huai and Yuan Zhou sat in rows of red velvet chairs.

Yuan Zhou looked at Qi Zhuocheng who was performing on the stage talking to himself, and behind his pair of round glasses, there was a sharp gaze: "After you recommended him, I went to see his previous movies. If it wasn't for Jian Han's To be honest, he didn't even have the chance to audition for the film "Shan Chuan Ji" and "Hawthorn" for which he won the award."

Yuan Zhou said bluntly, "I didn't even watch his previous films."

"He probably didn't know what acting was at that time." Gu Huai said.

"However, you seem to be included in these two films of his."

"Huh?" Gu Huai raised his eyes.

Yuan Zhou's face was full of "I also know it well": "Although I have been abroad all year round, I still know a little about the rumors in the circle. Are you really planning to praise him?"

"It's not flattering him, it's just giving him a chance. As for whether he can grasp it or not, it depends on him." Gu Huai's eyes fell on the person on the stage, and he said calmly: "Of course, I think he will be better than you." Hiring a psychiatrist is more effective."

"You?!" Yuan Zhou suddenly realized.

At this moment, Qi Zhuocheng signaled to Yuan Zhou: "Director, I'm ready."

"Okay, let's start." Yuan Zhou turned on the camera, turned to Gu Huai and said, "I can give him extra points for you, but... if the acting is really not good, I would rather hire two more psychologists for you."

Gu Huai drank his coffee slowly.

……

The lights in the small theater were all concentrated on the stage, and Qi Zhuocheng was alone on the stage, without embarrassment or restraint, and he completely blended into the role.

The two scenes he auditioned for were quite difficult, and they were deliberately arranged by Yuan Zhou in order to test his foundation.

One is the tavern owner played by him, who meets the male protagonist;

The other scene is when the two finally separated.

The emotions in these two scenes are completely different, and if they are played together, it depends on the actors' grasp and understanding of the roles.Fortunately, Qi Zhuocheng did not disappoint.

After a short 5-minute adjustment, he immediately entered the second trial.

Gu Huai looked at him, and for a moment, he seemed to return to Ning City more than a year ago.

It was the first time Gu Huai saw this person's performance at the recording site of "Performing Boys".

At that time, Qi Zhuocheng's acting skills were still very raw, all his movements, lines, and even his demeanor were imitated after Gu Huai.

And now...

He finally had his own insights, his own special emotions for the characters in the play.

"boom!"

Before Qi Zhuocheng finished the second act, Yuan Zhou suddenly stood up, looking at the people on the stage with deep eyes.

"Okay."

Qi Zhuocheng didn't understand what he meant, so he stopped: "Director?"

Yuan Zhou took off his glasses, wiped his face vigorously, and squeezed out a trace of emotion on his solemn face.He couldn't deny that Qi Zhuocheng's performance had met his requirements even without the addition of caring.

From the eyes of this character, what Yuan Zhou saw was his emotion, paranoia, perverseness, pity, and attachment to the hero at the last moment.

It's like a Satan who finally let go of the whole world after being redeemed by the hero.

Yuan Zhou was still immersed in the play, Qi Zhuocheng didn't dare to ask him, so he had to ask Gu Huai for help.

Gu Huai lifted the cappuccino towards him, blinked and smiled.

Qi Zhuocheng was relieved.

In the evening, the Thames River became busy, and those cruise ships on the Thames River at night gradually left the port.

Gu Huai stood on the shore, the cup of coffee in his hand was already finished.

After Qi Zhuocheng's audition, Yuan Zhou wanted to chat with him alone.

Gu Huai checked the time, he didn't expect Yuan Zhou to chat with Qi Zhuocheng for so long.

Familiar footsteps sounded behind him.

Gu Huai found that he was becoming more and more sensitive to Qi Zhuocheng. He could clearly feel this person's footsteps and every bit of his breathing.

"Finished talking?" Gu Huai turned around.

"Yeah." Qi Zhuocheng's expression was a little weird, shy, excited, and looking forward to it.

"What did Director Yuan say?"

"Explain this character to me in detail."

"Ah."

"and also……"

"What else?" Gu Huai saw that he hesitated to speak, "Why are you hesitating."

Qi Zhuocheng hesitated even more: "He asked me..."

Gu Huai: "???"

Qi Zhuocheng leaned over and leaned into Gu Huai's ear: "He asked me if I was ready to have a /// love scene with you."

Gu Huai: "..."

"When—when—"

The Big Ben on the shore rang on the hour, like a bell in a fairy tale.

Gu Huai's face was burning hot after being whispered by Qi Zhuocheng, he lowered his head, his chest heaved obviously, even his breathing became scorching///hot.

The bell rang in his ears, so the glass shoes and gorgeous dresses all disappeared.

Only my original appearance...

Stand in front of this man.

Qi Zhuocheng's voice was hoarse, and he said softly, "Brother, do it with me."