597
In the afternoon, Jiang Ran's condition worsened and he kept coughing non-stop.
I think this must be his retribution for kissing me secretly.
Having said that, I fed him medicine. I was even worried that he would die if he didn't come up in one breath, so I asked the doctor to bring the oxygen machine.
Jiang Ran was half-drowsy and half-asleep. After confirming that his condition was stable, I fell asleep on the table for a while.
598
When I woke up, Jiang Ran was still fast asleep.
I stared at the uniform white mist on his oxygen mask for a while, and unconsciously recalled the details of getting along with him.
Suddenly I realized an important problem—
Three months have passed, which means that Lao Tzu's little black house is about to expire.
That's right, I, Mo Shuyao, the first brother who broke the station and is about to return in glory!
Battle song!
599
I quickly logged on to another account, and sure enough, my million sand sculpture fans have already started to celebrate enthusiastically.
Hahahaha, let me, Old Mo, bring you back to glory.
600
As the saying goes, where you fall, you must pick up.
I, Mo Shuyao, will never fall on the same person twice.
Now that I was reported by Jiang Ran's bastard fans, now I have to find a way to win their hearts.
This time I'm not going to be a ghost, I'm going to explain Jiang Ranfengdi's famous work, no one will hate me, right
Hey, what a clever little skr~
601
I asked my agent to bring me the full set of equipment.
He was puzzled: "Brother Shuyao, did you take any job?"
"It's not work, just cut the video."
The manager didn't give up, and came up to me and asked, "Are you editing the video for Mr. Jiang?"
I nodded helplessly.
But he was so excited that he took my hand and said, "That's great, the queen editor. Brother Shuyao is so talented and skilled, the other stars are all crying."
"..." I was speechless.
602
As a senior film and television practitioner, of course I have watched Jiang Ran's famous works, and they have contributed to the box office twice and three times.
Because his acting skills are really amazing.
So much so that he was awarded Best Actor for the Gold Award last year, which didn't surprise me.
603
I turned on the video.
The movie is called "Ride the Wind", and it has an anti-criminal theme.
The character played by Jiang Ran was cultivated by his father since he was a child, and gradually changed from recognizing himself to cooperating with the police in repeated life-and-death confrontations. In the process of entanglement with his father, he discovered that his father was actually controlled by others and had no choice but to get involved in the underworld. In order to gain the trust of the big boss, he resolutely killed his father with a single shot, and finally broke into the interior and died with the enemy.
The movie is excellent in terms of plot, and Jiang Ran even more relaxed the vitality of the protagonist dancing in shackles.
As a granny who has edited bad movies for three years and suffered from poisoning, I was moved to tears when I saw this movie.
This is simply the light of hope for domestic film and television dramas!
604
Just halfway through, Jiang Ran suddenly made a movement.
He didn't know when he tore off the oxygen mask and got up from the bed with support.
I quickly took off the earphones and went to support him.
"What are you looking at so fascinated? You didn't even hear me calling." Jiang Ran frowned, "Is that little girl again?"
Why is his tone sour
I didn't want to provoke the patient, so I quickly shook my head: "No, I'm watching your famous work."
Jiang Ran's eyes flickered: "Mine? Chengfeng?"
"Yes," I turned my computer screen towards him, "I'm giving you..."
Damn it, I almost missed the editing thing.
I paused for a few seconds, changed my wording, and said seriously: "I'm learning from you."
605
A smile suddenly appeared on Jiang Ran's sallow face.
Staring at me for a few seconds, he said slowly, "Do you think this drama is good?"
"Nonsense, I, Mo Shuyao, never watch bad movies."
As soon as the voice fell, I felt a pain in the face.
I have been editing bad movies for three years at the broken station.
Almost blind.
606
Jiang Ran looked at the screen in a daze, and muttered in a low voice: "This is my first time making a movie, there are many immature parts, I didn't expect to win an award."
"Be less humble, I can see the sincerity of the whole team through this movie." I picked up the computer and sat down on the bed, dragging the progress bar to the end, "Especially in the final confrontation, your emotional outbursts are very layered feel."
He chuckled: "Thank you."
"How old were you when you made this show?"
"22."
I stared at the screen for a long time again: "It's so small, does it mean that someone owes you hundreds of millions, yet they can act so bitterly and bitterly?"
"No." Jiang Ran sighed, leaning against the bedside and watching me quietly, "Actually, the character and I have a lot in common, but when I was filming this movie, a gust of wind sent me away from that place. "
His eyes are very calm, like the surface of a lake without storms, peaceful and profound.
I was uncomfortable with that look.
I unplugged the headphone cable and pushed the computer between the two of us: "Let's watch together."
607
I don't know how long it took, but the manager suddenly barged in: "What are you two doing? You don't pick up the calls!"
I just looked up and found that the sky was already dark.
He rushed to us in a hurry, looked back and forth, and then put away his flustered look: "Oh! So I was watching a movie! Excuse me, sorry."
Before I could react, I saw him put the plastic bag on the table.
"This is dinner. Only when you are full will you have the strength to do business. But Mr. Jiang is sick now, brother Shuyao, don't dislike him." After finishing speaking, he left with oil on the soles of his feet, and I vaguely heard him muttering "really Inconvenient, there is no Do Not Disturb."
ha?
Little brother, what are you thinking in your mind
608
But when I smelled the aroma of the rice, I was immediately hungry, so I got up and rushed towards the pile of food.
The manager prepared big fish and meat for me, but Jiang Ran only had a bowl of porridge.
"You just eat this?" I frowned, "You're so sick, don't you know how to make up your body?"
Jiang Ran took the porridge and sighed softly: "I don't have any appetite now, I can't eat something greasy."
"Yes, after all, the high fever has not subsided."
After I finished speaking, I was a little worried. I don't know when I will recover from my illness.
I quickly finished my dinner and went out to find a doctor to give him a bottle of nutrient solution.
609
After watching the movie, I got up to edit the video.
Jiang Ran pinched my waist: "I want to watch the movie again."
"No, you are a patient, and your brain will hurt if you stare at the screen for a long time." I smacked his paw off righteously, "Sleep."
"I've been asleep all day, or will you chat with me for a while?"
I turned my head and glanced at Jiang Ran, he looked much better indeed.
But I want to edit the video, so I don't have time to accompany him.
I put the bed down, turned on NetEase and chose a bedtime playlist for him, turned down the volume and placed it next to his pillow.
"Listen to music, sleep."
It is full of Japanese songs, Jiang Ran must not understand a single word.
I have taught myself Japanese, and when I hear my wife's song, I can't help humming it.
Jiang Ran smiled: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
610
After cutting the video, I started coding the copy again.
"It's just that when I was filming this movie, there was already a gust of wind that sent me away from that place."
In the middle of writing, Jiang Ran's words suddenly appeared in my mind.
I stared at the densely packed documents, recalling the look in Jiang Ran's eyes when he looked at me.
Very quiet and restrained.
I was suddenly a little curious about what the gust of wind Jiang Ran was referring to.
"Jiang..." I turned my head to look at the hospital bed. He was already asleep, his chest rising and falling regularly.
I silenced my voice instantly, and when I turned my head again, the screen was already black.
I saw myself at a glance, my hands stopped, and the mouse clicked on the table.
Fortunately, Jiang Ran was not woken up.
611
It's past nine o'clock after I finished writing the copy, and I'm going to start the microphone.
It's a pity that the environment in the hospital is noisy, and I couldn't find a suitable place for recording after looking around.
It seems that we can only make do in the ward.
I was afraid of waking Jiang Ran up, so I deliberately lowered my voice when recording, coupled with the provocative copywriting, I almost cried myself while reading.
Hahahaha, what is there that I, Mo Shuyao, don't know
I call myself the sensational little prince, and I am the second in the station, no one dares to be the first.
Just so arrogant!
612
After completing the complete set of procedures, I sent another Weibo to announce to my sand sculpture fans-I, Mo Shuyao, are back!
In view of the fact that the vest was so stupid last time, I checked the account repeatedly this time, and uploaded the video after confirming that it was correct, and even took a few photos during the production process.
Lao Mo loves ghosts and animals V: You may not believe it, but I am actually a grandma in the film and television area~ Last time, Jiang Ran’s ghosts and animals were not malicious, and this time I sincerely apologize in my own way. Sexy old ink, online commentary, you deserve it! [Image] [image]
Hehe, Jiang Ran's bastard fans, why don't you hurry over the wall and bow down under my pomegranate pants
613
After uploading the video, I brushed the comments as usual.
Sure enough, my fans were thrilled—
Protect my Master Mo! Master Mo returns, not a single blade of grass grows!
Old Mo, you actually gave a serious commentary? Are you planning to enter the film and television area? ? In any case, we are all your sand sculpture fans!
Jiang Ran's fans also crawled over—
It turned out to be my master Ran's masterpiece, I have changed my way, and I give you three consecutive rounds!
Grandma, are you planning to become a good man? Jiang Ran fans support club welcomes you!
…
Do you see it? My ability to clean up whitewashing and embarrassing people is top-notch, and the crap in the entertainment industry is not a problem in my hands.
614
There are also fans who privately sent me private messages: 1551 Lao Mo, you have changed, and your voice is so gentle [crying] Hurry up! In the past three months, have you had a sweet love behind our backs
Uh, sweet love is impossible, but it's true that Jiang Ran's sexual orientation was bent by gay.
Hey... Every time I think of this heart-wrenching incident, I hate my little Xiaoyao who doesn't live up to expectations.
What happened to Jiang Ran
Anyway, I didn't see it.
615
The agent came again and brought us toiletries.
He asked me: "Brother Shuyao, go back to the hotel to sleep tonight or stay with Mr. Jiang?"
Seeing that Jiang Ran was still not feeling well, I shrugged: "Stay with him, my brother is personally certified by the Red Cross, and he is much more skilled than you."
The manager was overjoyed and patted me on the shoulder enthusiastically: "Then please, brother Shuyao is really kind, handsome and kind-hearted!"
Cut, flattery.
616
I woke up Jiang Ran and took him to the bathroom to wash up.
When he came back, the manager had a smile all over his face: "Then I won't bother you anymore, Brother Shuyao, thank you for your hard work."
There is a folding bed in the hospital bedside table, and I can only make do with it at night.
Seeing the short, narrow and hard bed, Jiang Ran whispered, "Shuyao, will you feel uncomfortable sleeping on this? I remember you said that you have an old injury on your waist?"
"It's okay." I laid down boldly on it, "I only need to sleep on a hard bed if I have a bad back, otherwise I will be more likely to get hurt."
Jiang Ran turned sideways and looked at me from the hospital bed: "Is the waist injury serious?"
"It was alright at the beginning, but later on I became a screenwriter and wrote novels, and I was tired from sitting for a long time."
I was very uncomfortable being looked at by him, so I got up and pushed him into the bed, and turned to turn off the light.
When I turned back, Jiang Ran lit a flashlight for me.
I heard some worry in his tone: "I have contacted the doctor for you, and I will go to Germany for scar removal surgery in a month, and I will see you at the orthopedic department by the way?"
"Huh?" I was a little moved, but I couldn't help laughing when I heard that Jiang Ran was going to take me to the orthopedic department.
"What are you laughing at, I'm serious."
"Let's talk about these things later." I was a little sleepy, and lay back on the small bed, "Call me if you feel uncomfortable."
Jiang Ran turned off the flashlight: "Understood, good night."
The author has something to say: Mutual love (evenly matched love will always fascinate me) In the next chapter, Teacher Mo’s vest will all collapse~