Perfection

  In the afternoon, Wen Jianing went to visit Wen Lin’s set.

　　In order to make things easier, he specifically called Wen Tinghuan to accompany him, but Wen Tinghuan took Jian Jun with her.

　　Wen Jianing asked when he got in the car, “Is Jian Jun going too?”

　　Wen Tinghuan said, “Take him to see Wen Lin too, you guys are also considered as brothers.”

　　Wen Jianing got into the car and sat beside Jian Jun. Jian Jun felt that he had touched his leg, so he moved a little aside.

　　Wen Lin’s movie is currently being shot in the studio. Because it is a small budget movie, there are not many locations for the whole movie, and most of the plots are shot in the studio.

　　When Wen Jianing arrived, Wen Lin was in the middle of filming.

　　Because of Wen Jianing’s arrival, there was a small-scale commotion on the scene, but no one made a sound to interrupt the shooting of this shot.

　　Wen Jianing saw that Wen Lin’s set was in a dark hut. The windows were small and thick and dense iron bars were welded on. His arms were tied behind his back, his eyes were covered by cloth, and his mouth was stuffed with cloth. Wen Lin was wearing a white shirt and his hair was a little longer. The bangs fell off and looked a bit childish. He seemed to be thinner than a few days ago, and he looked a little pitiful when he was tied up like this.

　　Then, a short and strong man walked in. The man was wearing leather shoes and walking on the ground made a heavy noise.

　　Wen Jianing saw Wen Lin start to tremble.

　　The man walked to Wen Lin’s side, stood for a while without doing anything, then turned and left.

　　It wasn’t until the man left that Wen Lin’s trembling slowly slowed until it completely subsided.

　　The director called to stop.

　　The shackles on Wen Lin’s body have not been untied, because he needs to continue to take another shot. He was still tied up in the small black room. A middle-aged woman in high heels came in. She stepped on and kicked Wen Lin with her heels. Wen Lin let out a frightened and suppressed scream, trying to move his body to avoid her, but it’s not possible.

　　Wen Jianing remembers the plot of the movie Wen Lin once told, saying that he was a child who was abused by his stepmother since he was a child.

　　The stepmother is an actress who is experienced in acting. She looks very cruel every time she kicks, but the heels are covered with soft foam, and she avoids the sharpest heels, mostly with the soles of the shoes. It shouldn’t hurt too much on Wen Lin.

　　But Wen Lin’s cry sounded terrible. This performance looked very lifelike. The scene was always very quiet and no one made any noise. They seemed to be amazed by his performance.

　　However, Wen Jianing could see that this was not Wen Lin’s acting skills, he was really scared.

　　Even until the end of the filming, when he was unchained and the cloth strips covering his eyes were taken off. His face was still pale.

　　Jian Jun stood beside Wen Jianing and looked at him, and suddenly said softly, “He doesn’t seem very good.”

　　Wen Jianing walked towards Wen Lin.

　　Wen Lin didn’t notice him at first, only until Wen Jianing stood in front of him, he suddenly turned around, “Xinhang? When did you come?”

　　Other staff members ran over to find Wen Jianing’s autograph for a photo, but he politely refused.

　　Wen Jianing asked Wen Lin, “Is there a convenient place to talk?”

　　Wen Lin was a little at a loss for a moment, and said after a moment, “Wait a minute, I’ll go and ask the director.”

　　There was nowhere to talk, so they simply returned to Wen Tinghuan’s car, and Wen Lin’s agent Zhu Zexin also followed.

　　Since they are all from the same company, Wen Jianing said to Wen Lin bluntly, “Wen Lin, your recent state is not quite right.”

　　Wen Lin actually understands that his condition is not good. Not only is it not good, but he thinks he is probably a little depressed. When filming today, he felt very scared and uncomfortable ever since he was tied up. Hearing the footsteps of someone approaching, makes his whole body tremble even more.

　　Wen Tinghuan took a look at Zhu Zexin. She felt that Wen Lin was in such a bad state. As an agent and assistant, Zhu Zexin should be more or less responsible.

　　But Zhu Zexin just frowned and said nothing. In fact, from the very beginning, he didn’t think much of Wen Lin. He felt that among the three of them, Wen Lin was the least distinctive and might have the bleakest future.

　　He has shot two TV dramas in succession. The first one is popular because of Wen Jianing and the second one is popular because of Yi Nan. He himself is still dull, and there are movies to be made. It is not a time to be content.

　　Now that Wen Lin is in a bad state, of course he can see it, but so what? The film has gone on and the contract has been signed. It is impossible to give up halfway. They must stick to shooting anyway.

　　Wen Jianing put his hands on Wen Lin’s shoulders, and said, “Wen Lin, listen, you are too deep into the play now, and you must pull yourself out.”

　　Wen Lin was a little startled, “Too deep into the play?”

　　Since he took the play, he has been studying the script and figuring out the characters very seriously. He felt that Wen Jianing was right, but he had to fight for some things on his own. If he is in Wen Jianing’s position and proposes to release an album, the company may not be happy, and there is no reason to refuse.

　　He didn’t like acting, nor was he good at acting, but it didn’t mean that he couldn’t perform well after hard work. There are many things that you will only know what the results will be if you try hard.

　　These days, he feels that he has really figured out the role. He is trembling with fear in that environment. It is the mentality that this role should have. He thinks he has portrayed it very well, but why do he tell him that he must pull away this time?

　　Wen Jianing looked at Wen Lin’s confused face and suddenly regretted it.

　　Before Wen Lin took the role, he already discussed it with him, but at that time Wen Jianing was also worried about his affairs with Lu Jinlang, and didn’t take it too seriously. Moreover, he has rich acting experience and can distinguish the difference between acting and reality, which does not mean that Wen Lin, a newcomer who has just debuted less than two years ago, can distinguish clearly.

　　He is not responsible for Wen Lin, but since the two debuted together until now, to be honest, their relationship is not shallow, Wen Jianing feels that if he can help Wen Lin, he must do it.

　　Wen Jianing nodded affirmatively to Wen Lin, “You have to make it clear that you are performing this role. You can’t feel the same way as him. The injuries he has suffered are not really on you.  It’s a virtual character and a fictional story.”

　　Wen Lin was a little puzzled, “Then how can I perform this role well?”

　　Wen Jianing didn’t know how to answer Wen Lin’s question. To put it bluntly, it is a psychological problem. He will also be involved in acting, but when the director calls for a stop, he can immediately withdraw. He understands the difference between acting and life.

　　Wen Jianing said to him, “Go see a psychiatrist.”

　　Wen Lin has to continue shooting. They don’t want to delay the filming too much. When leaving, Wen Jianing thought about asking Wen Lin to come out for a talk. It’s best to have a quiet environment to enlighten him.

　　At the same time, he also said to Zhu Zexin, “Please arrange a psychiatrist for Wen Lin.”

　　Zhu Zexin frowned very slightly and said, “I understand.”

　　Wen Tinghuan sighed when he started the car and said, “Wen Lin just thinks too much.”

　　The more delicate a person is, the easier it is to fall into some emotions.

　　Jian Jun sat beside Wen Jianing and couldn’t help but said, “Is it easy to be depressed like this?”

　　Wen Tinghuan nodded, “Yes, so you must distinguish between what is real and what is fiction. Acting is acting, don’t get stuck.”

　　Jian Jun heard the words and couldn’t help turning his head and glanced at Wen Jianing beside him.

　　Wen Jianing frowned and looked out the car window in silence.

　　Wen Tinghuan sent him home. He opened the door and saw Lu Jinlang and Tongtong sitting on the sofa watching TV together. Lu Jinlang was wearing glasses and looked particularly gentle. There was a magazine on his leg.

　　Tong Tong was so absorbed in watching the TV that he didn’t even hear Wen Jianing coming back.

　　Wen Jianing walked over and rubbed Tongtong’s head.

　　Tong Tong looked up at him. His mouth was slightly open, but he didn’t have time to close it.

　　Wen Jianing smiled and said, “Look at you,” and then sat down between him and Lu Jinlang.

　　Lu Jinlang raised his hand around his waist and asked, “How is Wen Lin?”

　　Wen Jianing sighed, “At that time, he shouldn’t have been allowed to take the role. He was a little too deep in the play to get out.”

　　Lu Jinlang was silent for a while, took out his mobile phone to find a phone number, and said, “Tell him to see a psychiatrist. Tell him the phone number and address, so that he can visit the doctor when he is free.”

　　Wen Jianing nodded, wrote down the number and sent it to Zhu Zexin. He was afraid that Wen Lin would not contact him, and hoped that Zhu Zexin could arrange it for him.

　　At around eight o’clock in the evening, Tongtong was still sitting on the sofa and watching TV, while Wen Jianing was sitting next to him and watching with him.

　　Lu Jinlang was originally reading on the second floor, then walked down in slippers and went straight to turn off the TV, and then said to Tongtong, “You should take a shower, and go to bed after the shower.”

　　Tongtong looked up at him and said, “I want to watch more.”

　　Lu Jinlang shook his head, “Go take a bath.”

　　Wen Jianing watched Lu Jinlang carry Tongtong up to the second floor, so he followed, leaning against the bathroom door, and watched Lu Jinlang strip Tongtong’s clothes naked and make him dive into the bathtub. After Tongtong went into the bathtub, only then did Lu Jinlang remember to put hot water in.

　　Tongtong was drenched by the splashing cold water and shuddered.

　　Wen Jianing chuckled, “You should put hot water first.”

　　The water slowly became hot, and only then Lu Jinlang pointed the nozzle at Tongtong’s body and washed him up and down carefully.

　　Wen Jianing saw the mist start to disperse in the bathroom, so he stepped back and went back to the room to turn on the computer. He habitually browsed the entertainment news, and found an inconspicuous piece of news on the website mentioning that he took the boy to the supermarket.

　　He clicked in and saw two very clear photos. Although he was wearing sunglasses, his delicate and delicate facial contours could be recognized at a glance. One of the photos was of him holding Tongtong into the car. Tongtong was looking around, his face was very clear.

　　The news is a short sentence, only mentioning that he showed up with an unidentified little boy and behaved intimately. It seemed that he was deliberately guiding in an ambiguous direction, but after all, Ke Xinhang was still very young, and no one would think that he had such a big illegitimate child.

　　After seeing that there is no important news for a while, Wen Jianing heard the sound of water from the bathroom stop when he closed the browser.

　　Lu Jinlang wrapped Tongtong in a bath towel, guided him directly into the guest room and put him on the bed.

　　The boy pulled the quilt over himself and covered himself.

　　Lu Jinlang suddenly remembered a question. He asked Wen Jianing who came over, “Did my second brother come over with his clothes?”

　　Wen Jianing was taken aback and shook his head.

　　Lu Jinlang felt a little helpless. He went back to the room to find his mobile phone and called Lu Jinxin.

　　Wen Jianing walked over to help Tongtong pull up the quilt.

　　Tongtong lay flat on the bed in a very upright posture, and said to Wen Jianing, “Can you tell me a story?”

　　Wen Jianing touched his head lightly, “What story?” He had never had the experience of telling a story to a child, and he can’t remember anything for a while, so he can only ask him, “What story does your father usually tell you?”

　　Tongtong said, “Snow White versus Seven Dwarfs.”

　　Wen Jianing was shocked, “What! How can he tell you this?”

　　Tongtong was stunned by him and looked at him blankly.

　　Lu Jinlang just hung up the phone and walked in and said, “His father usually talks nonsense with him. Don’t be nervous.”

　　Wen Jianing reacted in an instant and thought that Lu Jinxin would not be so careless. He should have misunderstood him, but he couldn’t help being curious. He asked Tong Tong, “What did he say?”

　　Tongtong looked at the ceiling for a moment, and said, “There is a princess whose skin is as white as snow. She went to the forest and met a dwarf who was cutting her with a knife. She kicked the dwarf away…”

　　”Okay,” Wen Jianing interrupted him by touching his face, “Be a good boy, tomorrow I will buy a story book and come back to tell you a story. Don’t listen to your dad’s nonsense in the future.”

　　Tongtong gave a soft “um” and closed his eyes.

　　Wen Jianing and Lu Jinlang turned off the lights and went out.

　　Standing in the corridor, Wen Jianing saw Lu Jinlang smiling and couldn’t help but say, “What are you laughing at?”

　　Lu Jinlang put his hands in his pockets and stared at him, with a smile still in his eyes, “What’s the story of Snow White versus the Seven Dwarfs?”

　　Wen Jianing really misunderstood, he was glad that he didn’t ask some strange questions in front of Tongtong.

　　Lu Jinlang took a step forward, pressing Wen Jianing almost against the wall, put one hand next to his head, leaned in his ear and whispered, “Would you like to make a film of Ke Xinhang vs. Lu Jinlang?”

　　Wen Jianing asked, “Are you gonna direct it?”

　　Lu Jinlang already held his waist with one hand, and said, “No, I’m the lead.” After speaking, he kissed Wen Jianing’s lips.