Please Smile at Me

It took Chen Xiaohuan a long time to recover, and comforted him, "Tell me carefully, who did you slap on?"

Zhao Qingying yelled, threw herself on the bed, and turned her head to look at her after being quiet for a while: "I won't tell you."

"You have filmed so many scenes, do you still have few kisses? As for the reaction?" Chen Xiaohuan sat by the bed and began to analyze with her slowly.

"That's why it's so miserable, I kissed so many people..." Zhao Qingying's voice gradually weakened, "I don't have any feelings for them, it's just to complete the task."

Chen Xiaohuan looked at her worriedly: "Do you have someone you like?"

Zhao Qingying's eyes wandered, she rubbed her hair irritably, and said weakly, "What kind of like do you mean?"

"Haven't you ever had a serious relationship since you were a child?"

"No." Zhao Qingying said frankly, "Didn't my parents divorce when I was young, I felt that marriage was unreliable, and I was even a little afraid. Finally, my mother remarried, and I believed in love again, but I entered this business again. You also Clearly, how many people in this business are sincere? Just like Cui Xincheng, although he really likes me, but his main purpose is that I can bring him some benefits."

Chen Xiaohuan nodded, with a flash of inspiration, he quickly grasped the point: "So you like people outside the circle?!"

"..."

Zhao Qingying was speechless, and asked carefully after a long while: "I'm not sure, I'm just, I just want to kiss her, but I don't think it's enough."

"So, who is it?"

"I won't tell you!"

"...Then how far have you guys gone?" Chen Xiaohuan asked in a different way.

"Just... still friends."

"That's fine. I advise you to focus on the next film first, and think about these things after the filming is over." Chen Xiaohuan persuaded, "Maybe it's just your temporary illusion, don't be impulsive."

After a long time, Zhao Qingying nodded: "I know, I have to deal with it again. By the way, what about the script?"

"In the living room, get up quickly."

"Oh." She got up from the bed with difficulty, rearranged her hair, paused her eyes, looked at her face in the mirror, still slightly flushed.

She pursed her lips. Although it was just a dream, the feeling of touch still made her whole body numb and her heart throbbing.

I don't know what the real feeling will be like?

Ahhh, I can't think about it anymore, if I think about it again, it will be a bad dish!

As soon as Chen Xiaohuan walked into the living room, she heard a scream from the bedroom: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

She was so frightened that she hurried back and saw that Zhao Qingying was combing her hair very calmly.

She frowned, and just walked back to the living room when she screamed again: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She ran back in a hurry, stood at the door and shouted: "Why are you crazy!"

Zhao Qingying **** her hair, turned around gracefully, jumped onto the bed, swayed her hands and twisted her waist: "Ah, wipe, it's so beautiful to kiss!"

Chen Xiaohuan's face was dark: "If you don't give me a normal look, I won't care about you."

"Okay, okay, I'll come right away, let me buffer again, I'm blowing up fireworks in my head, let's let it be quiet for a while."

"..."

Chen Xiaohuan reluctantly returned to the living room, and after waiting for a while, Zhao Qingying came out as quietly as a chicken, sat on the sofa obediently, picked up the script and began to read.

After watching it for a short time, Zhao Qingying suddenly laughed sinisterly. After being glared at by Chen Xiaohuan, she continued to bury her head in the script, and after a while she let out another idiot laugh.

Chen Xiao slapped the table angrily, got up and left: "I don't care about you anymore, just figure it out!"

When she was the only one left in the room, she watched the script quietly.

Every word and sentence circled in my mind, but what came out was another person's name.

"Yu Shu."

"Yu Shu."

what can we do about it?

She fell down on the sofa dejectedly, with the script covering her face, full of thoughts.

Is it really like what Xiao Huan said, just a momentary illusion?

Or, it's just a weird dream, and dreams are inherently bizarre.

Hmm... Could it be that she just mistook admiration for impulsive liking?

After thinking about it, she picked up the script, pulled herself together, and made a decision in her heart:

Work first, don't contact Yu Shu for the time being, calm down for a while before watching.

Two weeks later, she officially entered the group. The road was blocked for a long time due to an accident ahead, which caused her to be late for nearly an hour when she arrived. The incense lighting ceremony was over.

Yu Zhengqing's face was not very good-looking, she sincerely apologized for her mistake, but the crew kept muttering for a long time.

You don't need to think about it to know what you are talking about, Zhao Qingying has once again thrown a big name in the theater.

Zhang Yingying glanced at the phone, and pretended to ask unintentionally: "It seems that there was a big car accident in the direction you were going. Are you not injured?"

Hearing this, the discussions gradually quieted down, and Yu Zhengqing also looked at her suspiciously.

She shook her head: "I'm fine, just blocked for a while."

Yu Zhengqing's complexion improved a little, and he said, "Okay, let's change clothes first and take a makeup photo. Your agent has said that the student scenes in the early stage should all appear without makeup."

"I've said it, I'm going now."

Zhang Yingying walked to the dressing room with her, and she whispered, "Thank you just now."

"It's okay, I'm just out of polite concern." Zhang Yingying said calmly, sitting on the seat next to her, and a makeup artist came to remove their makeup immediately.

"How are you doing recently?" Zhang Yingying asked.

"Okay."

"It seems to be a little thinner, for the show?"

"No...it's just that the food doesn't taste good recently." She sighed heavily, glanced at her from the corner of her eye, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Yingying likes women!

Maybe get a chance to talk to her?

It didn't take long to remove the makeup, and they cut short ears and hair for the two, and took out two sets of costumes for them to change.

The dressing room is in a room with several compartments.

Just as Zhao Qingying took off her coat, she suddenly blinked. Listening to the movement outside, she quickly lifted the curtain of the next room.

Zhang Yingying was startled, and hurriedly picked up her clothes to cover her upper body. Looking back, she saw that Zhao Qingying only had a black bra on her upper body, her face was slightly red, and she asked nervously, "Why are you here? Why don't you go quickly?" Change clothes."

Zhao Qingying approached and asked forcefully, "Answer me honestly, will you be greedy for a woman's body?"

"..." Zhang Yingying's eyes dodged, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Qingying approached step by step, forced her back to the corner, and asked again: "That's...do you have a woman you want to get close to? Do you want to hug her and kiss her?"

Zhang Yingying's eyelids twitched, and she raised her head directly: "You...why do you ask this?"

"Just out of curiosity, answer me, do you have...uh...desire for women?"

Zhang Yingying looked at her face carefully, lingered for a moment, lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes stayed on her fair chest for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked at her firmly: "Yes."

Zhao Qingying frowned slightly: "Do you really want to kiss her?"

"Have."

"Then...do you feel this way for all women?"

"No." Zhang Yingying shook her head, "I only want to have someone I like."

Zhao Qingying: "..." Isn't this the end of the story?

Seeing her complex expression, Zhang Yingying asked, "Did you know something?"

"Well... you like women?"

Zhang Yingying pursed her lips and nodded lightly, but her eyes kept observing her expression, her heart suddenly hung up.

Zhao Qingying scratched her head: "Why do you like women? Do I know that person?"

"you guess."

"Guess what, I don't want to talk about it." Zhao Qingying looked at her depressedly, glanced away, and saw that she was only left with underwear and panties, but there was no ripple in her heart, which was completely different from her feelings towards Yu Shu.

Zhang Yingying didn't expect that the secret she had kept for so long would come out in this kind of place and in this way.

She smiled: "Let me remind you, I like women, and now you are wearing revealing clothes and standing in front of me, I have reason to suspect that you want to seduce me."

"Fuck, goodbye." Zhao Qingying suddenly realized, turned around and ran back to her cubicle, and said to the other side after a while, "Don't think too much, you have someone you like, and I won't like you either .”

The clothes in Zhang Yingying's hand fell to the ground. She knelt down slowly to grab the clothes, but she couldn't stand up for a long time. Her fingers were tight on the clothes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, showing an ugly smile.

Suddenly, two lines of clear tears welled up in her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away, but she couldn't control it anyway. She covered her face with her hands, and said in her mouth: "How can I like you? No one will like you if I like you!" , you are arrogant and self-willed, whoever is blind will like you."

Zhao Qingying said: "Hmph, I don't believe you will like me. In fact, you really hate me in your heart."

After a long while, her eyes were red and misty, she rolled down trembling, and tried her best to restrain her voice: "Yeah, I hate you so much, I've always been self-righteous, why do I think everyone likes you. "

"Hey, I can be regarded as hearing your truth. Actually, I've been wanting to tell you that I really didn't mean to look down on you. I don't know why everyone in the class said that I like to watch your jokes so I bring you You. But if I like to read jokes, why don't I just go and listen to the cross talk." Zhao Qingying said to herself, not paying attention to the subtle movements beside her.

Zhang Yingying nodded, and covered her mouth with her hand to prevent her voice from overflowing.

She knew that Zhao Qingying had never looked down on her, it was others who looked down on her and felt that she had climbed onto Zhao Qingying's high branch. It was she who was too careful to protect her so-called self-esteem, deliberately taught Zhao Qingying in front of everyone, and even turned her face coldly.

No matter how magnanimous a person is, I'm afraid it's hard for him to bear his terrible behavior, let alone someone as proud as Zhao Qingying.

"Why don't you talk, are you still angry?" Zhao Qingying sighed when she saw that she didn't reply for a long time, "Forget it, let's not talk about the past, why do you start to recall the past at a young age."

After Zhao Qingying changed her clothes, she suddenly became quiet, sat on the stool, and said in a low voice, "Zhang Yingying."

"Huh?" Zhang Yingying tried her best to control her voice.

Zhao Qingying raised her head, leaned against the wall, stared at the sky in a daze, and said in a low voice, "I seem...to fall in love with a woman too, what should I do?"

After waiting for a long time, there was no answer.

She smiled self-deprecatingly: "Scared you?"

Still no answer.

At this time, someone knocked on the door to urge them. Zhao Qingying patted her face and pulled herself together: "I've changed, let's go out first."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and when they could no longer be heard, the woman in the cubicle overflowed with sobs, which lasted for a long time.

At this moment, all the castles built by vain and fantasies collapsed and were completely defeated.