Meng Chuntai was wearing a rare long gown, the silk material was very thin, and the two corners of the clothes swayed slightly when going down the stairs. He stopped at the last step and saw Xu He coming out of Tang Deyin's study.
The dog that had bowed and bowed to him a few days ago, glanced at him now, and strode away with a gleeful smile.
Meng Chuntai felt that the air was stuffy and he couldn't breathe, so he unbuttoned his neck and walked into the living room. The coffee pot was empty, there was no servant to serve him, and the butler ignored him.
He was under house arrest, and he didn't go out for five or six days. Today was the first time he went downstairs.
The mantle clock rang, and Meng Chuntai stared at the second hand as it moved around on the dial. All the scenes of Guangzhou flashed in his mind, until the door of the study was opened again, and his thoughts stopped abruptly.
Tang Deyin walked out step by step, still looking elegant and friendly. Meng Chuntai let out a snort from his nostrils, not only laughing at Tang Deyin's hypocrisy, but also at himself being stupid.
After taking his seat, Tang Deyin put the front of the long gown on Erlang's lap, clasped his hands together, and rubbed the shiny and translucent jadeite fingers back and forth with his fingertips.
Tang Deyin seems to prefer Chinese antiques, especially priceless treasures, to a room full of luxurious imported items. Meng Chuntai thought to himself, so his defection this time is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.
Suddenly, Tang Deyin said, "This finger was given to me by your father three years ago."
Meng Chuntai leaned lazily on the ball pillow without raising his eyelids, and said, "Have you been wearing it all the time?"
"Yes, I wear it every day." Tang Deyin said, "Since then, I have never found such a good jadeite."
Meng Chuntai's father loved emeralds the most, and he was fascinated by them. There were hundreds of items in his collection, which had already been spread all over the city of Peiping.
Lured a ruined dandy into a blind corner, and when Meng Chuntai learned that Tang Deyin was his creditor, he completely understood the other party's purpose.
"Uncle." Meng Chuntai called frivolously, "Have you heard of Lu Baoer?"
Tang Deyin glanced at him, with a hint of shrewdness under his kind face, and replied, "I heard it a little bit."
Meng Chuntai didn't continue to talk about it, and said: "Guangzhou City, which extends in all directions, can't find a piece of jade that you are satisfied with? But, your finger ring can't be called the best."
Tang Deyin smiled and said, "How can Guangzhou compare with Beiping?"
"There's nothing to be proud of in Beiping." Meng Chuntai raised his face slightly, as if recalling a long-ago event, "There is the Forbidden City in Beiping, and the Forbidden City is only valuable."
Tang Deyin clenched his hands: "The Forbidden City is gone now."
Meng Chuntai squinted, looked over unscrupulously, and said playfully, "But there are still treasures in the Forbidden City."
The conversation between the two was covered with a thin layer of oil paper, and no one would break it, but they both knew each other's hints, suppressed the excitement in their hearts, and Tang Deyin realized that he was being led by the nose by Meng Chuntai.
With a loose fist, Tang Deyin turned the subject around and said, "My good nephew, what are your plans for the huge debt you owe?"
Meng Chuntai has imagined countless times, lying dead on the street? Dead bodies in the sea? He took out his pocket watch, opened and closed it several times, and felt that Tao Suyi was almost home from school.
He ignored Tang Deyin's threat, turned back to the original question, and replied: "To transport things out of the Forbidden City, you have to go through layers of checkpoints. You must not let the wind leak, and you cannot directly call the names of the items shipped out."
Tang Deyin waited quietly for him to speak.
Meng Chuntai smiled brightly: "Uncle, I'm very thirsty after sitting here for a long time."
Tang Deyin endured his anger, ordered the old servant to prepare tea, waited for Meng Chuntai to drink half of the cup slowly, and said: "The top-grade jadeite is called 'Green Treasure'."
Tang Deyin said: "I lived in Beiping three years ago, and it seems that I have never heard your father say that."
"That's natural." Meng Chuntai sneered, "Uncle, you, a distant relative, don't expect the finger wrench my father gave you to be of high quality, do you?"
Tang Deyin maintained his demeanor: "That is also a rare top grade."
Meng Chuntai lowered his voice and said slowly, "There are more than a hundred such high-grade items, but my Meng family has only one of the rare green treasures in the Forbidden City."
Fingertips slid on the rim of the white porcelain cup, dipping a piece of green tea.
The palms of his hands were glistening with water, already secretly wet with sweat.
The screen freezes, and when the seconds run out, Qu Yanting said out loud, "Stop, it's over."
Lu Wen immediately took off his gown. He was very active and felt uncomfortable wearing this kind of clothes. The assistant handed him iced coffee and cooling stickers. He fidgeted and went to the monitor to see the effect of the shooting.
Qu Yanting probably got used to the summer in Guangzhou, and he could handle it in denim trousers. After the clip was played back, he held up a small fan to blow the air for Lu Wen.
"How is it?" Lu Wen would confirm again and again every time he and Yu Xiaoqing finished filming the scene together, even if it passed.
Qu Yanting said: "It's pretty good, the tone is well handled before the sword is drawn."
Only then did Lu Wen dare to be satisfied: "Meng Chuntai's personality is so different from mine. You can call him useless. He also has a little thought. He is obviously not very impulsive, and he can fall perfectly again and again."
Qu Yanting asked: "Then what is your personality?"
"Contrary to him." Lu Wen sipped his coffee, "I don't have a heart, but I am capable. I am usually impulsive, but I can avoid risks every time, ah."
"What is it?"
"It's an ellipsis, ah, I'm such a lucky guy."
Qu Yanting took the speaker away, otherwise he was afraid that the laughter would spread throughout the set, and the screen would freeze at the last frame. He said, "Are your hands sweaty?"
Lu Wen nodded: "Is it just right?"
Meng Chuntai had nowhere to go. He didn't believe that Tang Deyin would let him go if he got Lvbao'er. Under the posture of strong support during the mediation, he was actually too weak to be vulnerable.
This kind of "duplicity" scene is very difficult to perform, and a precise balance must be achieved, otherwise every side will appear weird, and the role of Meng Chuntai always has this characteristic.
It's a big test for an actor. Qu Yanting was worried before starting the film, but he didn't expect Lu Wenhua to explain it very well. Even Yu Xiaoqing praised him more than once.
Qu Yanting said: "Hey, I found that you are very good at acting like this."
Lu Wen hesitated and said, "I don't think you are praising me."
Qu Yanting asked with a smile, "How did you manage it?"
"I'm not acting." Lu Wen replied, "When I was young, when I was facing my dad, I was pretending to be annoying and my calves were twisting. I have accumulated a wealth of experience, and it is completely true."
There was a lot of fun around, and Qu Yanting couldn't take it anymore, covered her face with the script and laughed, smiling, remembering Lu Zhanqing's phone call the night Lu Wen confessed that he was on the hot search.
Qu Yanting was suddenly anxious, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, did you see the news that day?"
"Yeah." Lu Wen was quite proud, "He often pays attention to me secretly and pretends not to be interested. I think he has become my father's fan."
It sounded a little weird, so Qu Yanting asked again: "What did uncle say? Are you angry? Did he scold you?"
Lu Wen replied: "I also thought my dad was going to scold me because he didn't allow me to gossip, but he actually cared about whether I was tired from filming or not, it's so wicked."
Qu Yanting was also surprised: "Huh?"
"Really," Lu Wen said, "he also told us to pay attention to rest. We worked hard outside."
Although it was a bit rare, Qu Yanting was relieved for the time being. At this time, the assistant came and asked Lu Wen to touch up makeup and change clothes.
"Go." Qu Yanting said, and at the same time glanced at the corner where the artist assistants were resting together, but Sun Xiaojian was still missing, "Hey, your manager hasn't come back yet?"
Lu Wendao: "I went on strike. I left a message saying 'Give up and you will live forever'. Then I made a Guangdong travel guide and took the high-speed train to the first stop in Shunde in the morning."
Under the high-intensity shooting, make-up is justifiably sneaking away. Meng Chuntai's hair is a little longer, and it's just partly parted. Lu Wen lowered his head and asked the stylist to apply pomade, and then turned on the mobile game.
Before I started playing, a WeChat message popped in, which was a photo sent by Gu Zhuoyan.
Lu Wen clicked on it, and there was a huge round table in the photo, which looked like a restaurant box, and the secretary was not there, except for Gu Zhuoyan, only Lu Zhanqing and Gu Zhuoyan's father.
It should be the end of the event, Lu Wen replied: You have worked hard brother, it is very tiring to eat with your parents.
Gu Zhuoyan: It is indeed a bit of suffering.
Lu Wen: That's not enough, isn't my dad always praising you
Gu Zhuoyan: Not this time.
Lu Wen: That must be Uncle Gu's embarrassment. My father is not balanced.
Gu Zhuoyan: Uncle Lu is a little embarrassed today.
Lu Wen: Why
Gu Zhuoyan: Because you made a sensational confession, you really have the guts.
Lu Wen was lost in thought on the chat interface, so Lu Zhanqing called him that night to care about him because... his friend's son had been unbalanced since he was admitted to a prestigious school.
Fuck, why do I feel so sad.
Lu Wen raised his hand and scratched the center of his eyebrows, not knowing how to reply, when the stylist patted him on the shoulder and said it was done. He didn't even take a picture in the mirror, he said "oh", got up and went back to the set to film.
The other staff retreated in the corner, while Qu Yanting was stroking the camera with the director of photography.
Meng Chuntai pretended to agree to Tang Deyin, but in fact he was always looking for opportunities to escape. After hiding in Tibet in the east of Beiping, he was very experienced. The only thing that troubled him was, what should Tao Suyi do
If it's just emotional, it's fine to let go, but Tao Suyi is already his person, so he can't just leave like this, but the other party will definitely be implicated if he follows him.
It's hard to say whether his life will be saved, Meng Chuntai can only plan for the worst, so he conceals Tao Suyi and secretly plans to escape.
After counting down the mirror numbers, Qu Yanting said, "Okay, follow this later."
The photographer calibrated the camera position and started shooting immediately. Qu Yanting returned to the monitor and sat down. The half cup of iced coffee left on the table was getting warm. He raised it and asked, "Lu Wen, do you still want to drink?"
Lu Wen walked over, his phone vibrated in his trouser pocket after being quiet for a while, he took it out to unlock it, it was still WeChat, and the interface was still stuck on the conversation ten minutes ago.
Gu Zhuoyan sent another message: Dude, congratulations in advance.
Lu Wen typed quickly: Congratulations, what am I doing
Walking to the table, Lu Wen took half a cup of coffee from Qu Yanting's hand. The ice cubes melted, and he stuffed it back in disgust after taking a sip. Looking down at the reply, he almost spit out the coffee.
Qu Yanting leaned back in fright: "What's wrong with you?"
Lu Wen was a little dizzy: "My dad said, after filming this movie... let's get married."