Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 18 18. Poor Ma Xiaoqing (please read and collect)

The weather in Beijing today is not pleasant, and the gloomy sky makes most people feel equally gloomy.

The low air pressure on a cloudy day can make people feel chest tightness. Chen Li'an felt a little chest tight now. He was about to be pissed off by Ma Xiaoqing's self-righteousness.

Ma Xiaoqing thought about it for a long time last night and finally figured out why Chen Li'an said that.

If he simply rejected himself, there would be no need to say it so bluntly and bloody.

If you want to trick yourself into falling in love with him, then there is no need, it will only be counterproductive.

This guy doesn't seem to want to have a relationship with him. If it's just a physical relationship, that's fine, but there's no need to talk about feelings!

He doesn't talk about feelings, but he doesn't cheat on feelings either. If the other party wants to talk about feelings, Chen Li'an will leave immediately.

For some reason, Chen Li'an's self-defense made Ma Xiaoqing feel more attractive.

Such a conclusion makes Ma Xiaoqing feel that Chen Li'an is more interesting. He is a very contradictory and very stand-in person. Strictly speaking, he is not a good person, but he is very charming.

"You don't have to scare me, I'm not a child." The corners of Ma Xiaoqing's mouth turned up, showing pride in every arc.

People always feel that they are the special one, and Ma Xiaoqing can't help but imagine that she can capture Chen Li'an.

Such thoughts gave Ma Xiaoqing a strong desire to win. She wanted to try whether she could conquer Chen Li'an and make him fall in love with her.

I have to say that Ma Xiaoqing's idea is very smart, the kind of smart that is mistaken for being smart.

If Chen Li'an is really an emotional liar, Ma Xiaoqing has fallen into the trap now, and she jumped in on her own initiative.

Facing Ma Xiaoqing's "general trust" thoughts, Chen Li'an had a headache. He was not worried that he would fall in love with Ma Xiaoqing, but he felt that Ma Xiaoqing would definitely try his best to make himself fall in love with her in the future.

"How old are you? You are more naive than a child. Forget it, I won't tell you anymore." Chen Li'an was too lazy to explain so much.

Ma Xiaoqing picked up the camera and recorded Chen Li'an's helpless expression. She didn't care at all that Chen Li'an said she was naive. The essence of games is childishness, and the same is true for love. There is nothing wrong with being childish.

Chen Li'an scratched his itchy scalp and looked at the performance art booth that had been set up to eat soap.

After Wang Xiaoshuai was awakened by Chen Li'an yesterday, his attitude towards movies became much more serious.

The setting for this scene in the original movie was very simple, with only a broken table, two old chairs, and an even older washbasin stand.

Now Wang Xiaoshuai makes it very beautiful and more ceremonial.

The tables on the field have carved wood grain, and the gilded lacquered table top exudes a cheap and high-end feel. The chairs have also changed to European style with high backs and red cushions.

There were candlesticks and beautiful flower arrangements on the table.

It's just that when Chen Li'an looked at the chairs and tables in the field, he felt like he had seen them before somewhere, but he couldn't remember them for a while.

Ma Xiaoqing came over and said, "I borrowed it from a Western restaurant over there in Wangfujing, owned by Wang Xiaoshuai's friend. How about eating Western food there in the evening?"

"I have to film at night." Chen Li'an refused.

Ma Xiaoqing "went to eat after filming. The time was just right."

"I don't like Western food, I like soap!"

After Wang Xiaoshuai's voice, this absurd performance art began.

As a bystander, Qi Lei stood in the distance and silently watched this performance art that looked more like farce than art.

Eating soap is not a simple thing. When soap meets water, it will become very lubricated and produce a lot of foam, which will make people feel nauseous.

Most of the ingredients in soap are fat, and combined with the chemical ingredients, it tastes so fragrant and disgusting.

Qi Lei leaned against the wall from a distance and watched as the two performance artists ate the soap deeply and seriously. He could imagine their physical feelings at this time and how much they rejected the nausea caused by soap.

Several times they couldn't help retching, and the physical pain caused tears to fall from the corners of their eyes.

But Qi Lei didn't get any useful information or concepts from this kind of performance art. After watching it for a while, Qi Lei turned around and left.

Walking on the dirty streets, Qi Lei thought about whether his performance art was like eating soap, meaningless.

But there was no answer in his heart. At this moment, Qi Lei wanted to get an answer, and wanted to find out whether there would be no value in sacrificing his life for a work of art.

Death and nausea have completely different weights. Qi Lei despises the disgust of eating soap, but from the bottom of his heart he admires the shock brought by death.

The worship of death is particularly serious in the field of art. Many artists give soul to their works of art only after death.

This kind of thinking is more serious in China, and there are many such examples around us, even if it is not in the art field.

In a taxi at night, Qi Lei looked at the night scene outside the car window, still thinking about the value of death to art.

Shao Yun snuggled close to Qi Lei and seemed to feel something awakening in Qi Lei's heart. He couldn't help but hug Qi Lei and kissed him, wanting to give him the most real tenderness and awaken his attachment to reality.

Shao Yun's kiss was very passionate, and Qi Lei responded numbly, caressing Shao Yun's back unconsciously with both hands.

The driver in the driver's seat looked at the two people behind him through the rearview mirror, as if he was not surprised by such a scene.

Qi Lei and Shao Yun didn't care about other people's attention, they were immersed in their own world.

Shao Yun kissed Qi Lei's lips, kissed his face, and put his ear against his chest to feel the heartbeat that represented vitality.

Qi Lei seemed unable to feel such warm warmth, like a numb machine with no response, only occasionally responding instinctively to Shao Yun's request for a kiss.

The scene was actually not long, and the camera next to it had been turned off long ago. However, Wang Xiaoshuai in the front seat did not call to stop, and the photographer Yang Shu did not tell Chen Li'an that the camera had been turned off.

Ma Xiaoqing lay in Chen Li'an's arms, smelling his scent and feeling the warmth of Chen Li'an's hand on her waist. She suddenly forgot that she was still filming and couldn't help but bite him through his clothes, and she bit him on the chest. s position.

The slight pain in his chest instantly broke Chen Li'an out of Qi Lei's state.

He looked down at Ma Xiaoqing, and Ma Xiaoqing looked up at him. Then she hugged Chen Li'an's neck and kissed Chen Li'an like a moth to a flame.

Chen Li'an responded subconsciously, and involuntarily raised his right hand from behind, stroking Ma Xiaoqing's hair with his fingers.

Both of them were so addicted to lust at this moment that they didn't even know when the car would turn off and they would be the only ones left in the car.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Li'an and Ma Xiaoqing opened the car door, got out, turned around and looked around, and found Wang Xiaoshuai, Yang Shu, and "taxi driver" Shu Qi smoking in the distance.

In the distance, Wang Xiaoshuai saw Chen Li'an and Ma Xiaoqing coming out of the car. He lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said with two clicks: "Chen Li'an is okay, I can bear this."

Shu Qi rolled her eyes and couldn't help but say: "Not everyone is a lower-body animal. What you are doing is wrong."

"You saw it yourself today. Chen Li'an was so deeply involved in the play that there was no living thing in his eyes. It was so scary." Wang Xiaoshuai said while smoking a cigarette.

Shu Qi glanced at him and did not continue to distinguish, but felt a little unhappy.

On the other side of the car, Chen Li'an looked at Ma Xiaoqing, whose face was flushed, and said, "Did you ask Wang Xiaoshuai to do this?"

"No, who knew they were like this." Ma Xiaoqing lowered her head and did not dare to look into Chen Li'an's eyes, but she was hiding shame and anger in her heart. What did Wang Xiaoshuai and the others think of themselves?

Chen Li'an was silent for a while, took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth without lighting it, then walked towards Wang Xiaoshuai and the others.

"Is there a fire?" Chen Li'an walked to Wang Xiaoshuai and asked.

Wang Xiaoshuai took out his pink plastic lighter and handed it over and said, "Don't you have a fire? That's a cool lighter."

Chen Li'an lit his cigarette, took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at his toes and said, "Hide it, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself if there is a fire."

Wang Xiaoshuai's expression froze, and half of the smoke he exhaled was held in his mouth.

Shu Qi stood up, walked to Chen Li'an and patted his shoulder and said, "Don't pay attention to him. He said he was afraid that you would be possessed by demons, but in fact he was possessed by demons himself."

Chen Li'an glanced at Wang Xiaoshuai and didn't know how to deal with his "good intentions" or bad intentions.

After a while, Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at Ma Xiaoqing, who was still in the car, and then said to Wang Xiaoshuai: "Speed ​​up the rest of the shooting. I'll be busy later."

Wang Xiaoshuai was silent for a while and said: "Okay."

Shu Qi sighed, pulled Chen Li'an to the side and said, "When Extreme Cold is finished, you come to me and I will take you to the Huayue crew. I can't help you this time."

Chen Li'an shook his head and said: "I'm not the one who's sorry, and I don't suffer any loss, but Ma Xiaoqing came to help. Wang Xiaoshuai's behavior is a bit disrespectful."

Shu Qi looked at Ma Xiaoqing on the other side of the car, sighed inwardly, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Wang Xiaoshuai, and cursed, "Crazy line!"