Seeing Ji Muye laughing, Jiang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll go first. You leave in half an hour!"
It was dark and dark and the woods were dense, so they couldn't be seen coming out of the woods one after the other.
Ji Muye thought that he had finally discovered Jiang Zheng's little-known secret, but he would have heard her tell him to keep his distance in the next second.
In an instant, the heart that had just jumped up shattered with a bang. How much she despised him.
Back in the square, the bonfire dance continues. Jiang Zheng and Han Yi were nowhere to be seen, so they must have returned to the hotel first.
Ji Muye sat next to Jing Meini. The firelight reflected on his face, making his deep face more three-dimensional. He stared at Huo Miao for a while, and asked, "You said... Is the ratio of your girls who are different from each other still quite high?"
Jing Meini smiled and said, "This question is too awkward. Besides, isn't this word often used with your men?"
Ji Muye choked, "Are you lost in love again?"
Jing Meini brushed her hair around her ears, "What do you want to say, please say it straight?"
Ji Muye sat up straight and said in a low voice, "Is there any kind of girl who looks at a thousand miles away, but actually just looks colder?"
Jing Meini frowned, "It should be."
Ji Muye's eyebrows eased a little, and with a secret happy smile, he said, "I think so too."
Jing Meini turned to look at him, "You're not talking about Jiang Zheng, are you?"
Ji Muye immediately widened his eyes, "So obvious?"
Jing Meini: "Yes."
Ji Muye: "…"
He stubbornly denied it, and Jing Meini just stared at him.
In the end, the guilty Ji Muye was stared and fled.
*
Jiang Zheng had just returned to the room when his brother Jiang Ran called.
Jiang Ran's tone was very brisk, congratulations to my dear sister's new drama premiere.
Jiang Zheng laughed twice, "Thank you brother. I'm also very happy."
Jiang Ran used to think that his sister didn't need to work hard outside. Besides, the entertainment industry was a big dye vat, and anyone who jumped in would make a fuss. Jiang Zheng was like this before she lost her memory. Some people said she was good, and more people said she was not good. Every time he saw the fierce criticism of those black fans, he wanted to personally end the game and pick them up and beat them up.
However, not only does she love acting, but she does it so well. Then he can block the other ups and downs for his sister.
Jiang Ran was sighing in every possible way that he was so moved by the deep relationship between his brothers and sisters that he suddenly heard Jiang Zheng say, "Brother, I have a friend, he looks sweet and salty, a decent old cadre, a sickly villain, or a Small people in the market can play. Do you have a suitable script here?"
Jiang Ran's mouth twitched. A few days ago, a particularly blind subordinate introduced him to a certain actor who he was very disliked. It is said that this person is very malleable, and he acts like what he is, and he is a new actor. In the future, Balabala has said a lot of praise. One of the words is salty and sweet.
Is it? Maybe? possible
Oh shit! No matter who he is, simply refuse. ъìQυGΕtV.℃ǒΜ
Jiang Ran was decisive: "No."
Jiang Zheng snorted, "Brother, I haven't said who it is yet, and you said no."
Jiang Ran frowned, "Does he need you to worry?"
Jiang Zheng: "So you know who I'm talking about."
Jiang Zheng stretched his voice and shouted coquettishly, "Brother~~~~~~"
After saying that, I was stunned by myself. But she fought hard for Ji Muye.
Jiang Ran wanted to get angry and want to go wild, but the flame in his chest was immediately quenched in half by his sister's brother.
He gritted his back molars, "I'll think about it."
He hung up the phone and looked up to see Ms. Chen Jinjiao looking at him with a smile.
"Mom, I'm moving out tomorrow. You don't have to look at me like that."
Since Jiang Zheng moved from here, the home has been deserted a lot. Jiang Ran originally wanted to move out, but her sister said that it was too lonely for her mother to live alone at home, and her brother should be with him more.
Jiang Ran's sister was obedient, so she had to continue to live. However, he and Ms. Chen quarreled whenever they met, and the style of getting along was hard.
Chen Jinjiao stretched out her hand to give her son a chestnut, but he was too tall to reach.
When you can't move your hands, you move your mouth, "If you move away, don't come back. At that time, Zhengzheng and I will be in love with each other, and I will envy you to death."
Jiang Ran: "… "
*
The first broadcast was a big hit, and the crew seemed to be fighting chicken blood. They got up early in the morning before dawn to prepare for today's filming work.
All units are in place, and the filming officially begins.
Cui Ling refused to eat or drink, and decided to go on a hunger strike to reject Queen Tang Qinlan's "kindness". He tossed and turned with only one need, and that was to let him go.
Tang Qinlan had never encountered such a lifeless person who tried to disobey her orders. She kept her temper, suppressed her temper, and asked, "Are you already married at home?"
Cui Ling shook his head.
"Do you have anything to hide?"
Cui Ling continued to shake his head.
"Where in the palace can't hold you?"
Cui Ling's expression was indifferent, he knelt down and bowed his head, shouting: "The grass people are guilty!"
Tang Qinlan was so angry that he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth, "You still have the strength to say that the grass-roots are guilty after being hungry for a day and a night. Then continue to starve. If you are starved to death, I will have you thrown into the weak river. feed the fish."
After speaking, he lifted his foot and kicked Cui Ling.
The maid Cen Baoqian frowned, secretly thinking that His Majesty couldn't help it after all.
Cui Ling didn't seem to see it, and knelt stiffly and didn't move.
Outside the camera, everyone was staring at Jiang Zheng's foot, but the foot was lifted in the air, swayed, and still fell to the ground.
She pursed her lips and looked up at Han Yi.
Han Yi understands. Others don't understand.
Jing Meini hurried to help Ji Muye stand up. Ji Muye waved his hand and stood up on the ground. Xu Shi had been kneeling for a long time, and his knees softened and he almost knelt down again. Jing Mini quickly stepped forward and grabbed him.
Jiang Zheng was startled. Seeing this scene, she blamed herself more and more. She really couldn't kick the wall of her house. It just kills her. Although she gave herself a crazy mental build before filming this one, she still couldn't kick it down when it came to her feet.
Director Xing Weimin stood up from the monitor and walked over, "Mr. Jiang, are you alright."
Jiang Zheng's face turned pale, "I'm sorry. Can you give me a few minutes?"
Xing Weimin quickly nodded and said yes.
Han Yi helped hold up the skirt, Jiang Zheng lowered his head and stood under the tree next to him, thinking about it.
With her back to everyone, she dared to frown and sigh.
Han Yi: "You just close your eyes and kick down?"
Jiang Zheng shook his head, "I can see him even with my eyes closed."
Han Yi: "..." What logic is this
"Would you like to find the director and screenwriter to delete this scene?"
How could Jiang Zheng do this? This kick must be kicked down. Teacher Yu Juan said that this kick was kicked on Cui Ling, but it was actually kicked in Tang Qinlan's heart. The plot can't be deleted, and she has to change the expression between anger and distress.
At this moment, Han Yi saw Ji Muye walking towards this side.
He coughed twice and said in a low voice, "You are coming from the wall."
Jiang Zheng turned around suddenly. Han Yi left consciously, not the light bulb.
Jiang Zheng frowned, wondering if Ji Muye thought she was deliberately delaying time so that he could kneel longer? Given her previous "dark history", it is not impossible for him to have this idea.
Ji Muye smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you finally got the chance to kick me, why don't you cherish it?"
Jiang Zheng was startled by this and coughed on the spot.
Ji Muye smiled warmly, Jiang Zheng could see that he was joking.
She immediately raised her face, "I'm afraid your fans will hunt me down."
Ji Muye shrugged, "They just don't know you. Besides, you act according to the script. If you want to scold you, you can only scold the screenwriter."
Jiang Zheng was stunned. Did he come here specifically to comfort and enlighten her
Her restless heart seemed to be wrapped in warm wind, light and fluttering, and all of a sudden her emotions were gone.
"However, Mr. Jiang, please be merciful. When we get kicked, can we go all the way?" Ji Muye winked very cutely after finishing speaking.
Jiang Zheng is fluttering, he and she are now us, are we
Immediately, the courage surged up and a good word was squeezed out of his throat.
After the meeting, everyone found that Jiang Zheng walked into the set again with high spirits.
The director shouted start.
After Jiang Zheng finished his angry words about throwing Cui Ling into the river, his shoulders trembled slightly, his eyes were smiling, but his face was as white as ice, and he kicked Ji Muye's arm as soon as he lifted his foot.
Ji Muye fell down, and the two cooperated tacitly and passed each other.
congratulations.
Everyone secretly sighed. As expected of a boss, even if it's a card scene, you only need to adjust your emotions for two minutes. How can some actors, adjust and adjust, still need to NG many times to pass.
Jiang Zheng walked out of the camera with a gloomy face. As soon as the director said it, she quickly turned around.
Ji Muye got up from the ground and gave her a thumbs up.
Jiang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him across the crowd.
This is probably the first time the two have smiled at each other since they joined the crew. Although it happened in a flash, it was as different as if it had become a little secret for the two of them.
After a short rest, the plot continued.
Jiang Zheng changed into a slightly yellow brocade nightgown. The material of this robe is very precious, named Huang Run, which was one of the tributes to Chang'an in Sichuan during the Tang Dynasty. Because the East Girl Country bordered Jiannan Road at that time, it is not surprising that the queen wore the brocade made in Shu, which was popular among the royal families and nobles in the Han Dynasty.
The nightgown was light and silky, flowing gracefully on the ground, sliding along Jiang Zheng's slender neck, over her beautiful straight shoulders, and finally hanging down on her slender and straight legs.
Jiang Zheng walked around at will, frowning and smiling, charming and charming, and dazzled everyone's eyes.
Ji Muye's eyes drooped down, he recited Om Mani Padme Hum three times in his heart, he lifted his robe and continued to kneel down.
Cui Ling knelt in front of the Queen's palace for two days and two nights, and Her Majesty even rewarded him with a kick. There was a lot of uproar about this matter, and even Su Mingchen came to persuade him in a wheelchair, but he closed the door and the queen didn't even see him.
Cen Baoqian, the maid, was so anxious that her lips froze. It's not that she didn't hear the sound of His Majesty rolling around on the royal bed at night, or that she didn't see His Majesty in a trance, distracted by tea and rice.
One wanted to keep someone forcibly, and the other insisted on leaving. In just half a month, His Majesty seemed to have changed his mind, and even thought about such an ignorant man.
And this time, the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is full, and there is no buffer at all.
Another night, Cen Baoqian led a group of insiders over to serve His Majesty in changing clothes. When passing by Cui Ling, she lowered her voice at the risk of persuading him to wait until His Majesty came out. Be sure to speak softly and ask her to calm down.
Cui Ling's face was sweating, and he shook his body, which was about to fall, and said, "Thank you, Lord Cen. Caomin can continue to kneel."
Cen Baoqian stomped her feet in anger at this hard bone.
Entering, the group silently wiped their hands and brushed their hair with water, held their breaths, and kept their hands and feet lightly, for fear of angering the master.
Suddenly there was a thud outside, which was muffled, but very clear.
Tang Qinlan's originally cold face suddenly changed, pushing away the wife who was holding the golden pot, and strode out.
The golden basin slammed heavily on the ground, and the water flowed all over the ground. Everyone was so frightened that they immediately knelt down, trembling with fear and daring to vent their anger.
Tang Qinlan strode around the screen, her face became more and more gloomy, the tail of her skirt lifted instantly, and she actually ran.
Cen Baoqian quickly followed, and cold sweat broke out on her back.
The person lying on the ground was Cui Ling. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face was so pale that he hadn't seen him overnight. Half of his face was smashed on the stone brick, his lips were pale and bloodless, and his eye sockets were dark.
What a fool!
When Cen Baoqian rushed out, she saw that His Majesty actually condescended to kneel in front of Cui Ling, her untied long hair falling across her shoulders and hanging on the ground.
Fortunately, His Majesty was extremely strict, and no one dared to look up.
Tang Qinlan turned around abruptly, with red eyes, "Call the imperial doctor!"
Cen Baoqian hurriedly called someone to the Tai Hospital to call someone over.
Tang Qinlan's brows and eyes were full of heartache, but her face was tense, her hands were trembling, and when her fingertips were about to touch Cui Ling's face, she pulled back. The next second she decisively lifted Cui Ling's head, took him in his arms.
Cen Baoqian glanced back at this scene, and her eyes were about to fall out of shock.
Cui Ling, ah Cui Ling, how can you make our Majesty treat you so sincerely.
off-camera.
Han Yi forcibly controlled his expression: I'll go! Aidou is in his arms, the pinnacle of life.
Jing Meini has a complicated mood: Wow! Turn over the serf to sing.
Director Xing Weimin carefully observed the expressions of the two through the monitor. good. very good. Jiang Zheng's restrained and annoyed expression is in place, Ji Muye's makeup is in place, pretending to be dizzy... Oh, what's the twitching of this guy's mouth
He hurriedly called the card.
Jiang Zheng raised his head with red eyes, and his emotions were still on his face.
Xing Weimin rushed over, "Mr. Ji, are you not feeling well?"
Ji Muye, who was lying in someone's arms, opened his eyes in a trance, as if he hadn't heard the call.
Han Yi: Shameless! Why can't this guy get up
Jiang Zheng's hand is not hugged, nor is it loose, so embarrassed to the limit. The kick just now had exhausted her strength, and now she has to continue to hold Ji Muye in her arms.
My brother, can't you just have one
Ji Muye quickly said sorry, broke free from Jiang Zheng's arms, and then looked at Xing Weimin with a puzzled expression.
Xing Weimin frowned, and pointed to the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "Mr. Ji, you didn't control this place just now..."
Ji Muye was stunned for a moment, then instantly embarrassed. It was all caused by the nightgown on Jiang Zheng's body. It was silky and smooth, and it touched his cheeks. He couldn't help but feel agitated, and he didn't know that girls could smell so good? !
He apologized repeatedly, and Jiang Zheng was even more embarrassed to die.
Everyone could see that there was a little obstacle between the two of them playing this kind of physical touching scene. Xing Weimin called everyone to take a break and shoot again later.
Now it's Ji Muye's turn to face the tree and think about it.
Jing Meini brought him a glass of ice water to calm him down.
Ji Muye said faintly, "I also have this day."
Jing Meini held back her smile, "Take her as an experience."
Ji Muye: "…"
Jiang Zheng thought that Ji Muye had come to comfort her when she was stuck, so now she should go over and say something to him.
She wandered around like a stroll, pretending to be a coincidence, and then turned around.
Jing Meini smiled at her, and went to Han Yi to quarrel.
In April, pear trees bloom beautifully everywhere in Miyagi.
The two of them stood under them one by one, the snow-capped mountains in the distance and the palace towers towering nearby. For some people, as long as the same frame is a beauty by itself, it seems that they are born to stand together.
Ji Muye didn't dare to look directly, he said to him, "Is the weather okay today? It's not hot or cold."
Jiang Zheng nodded, "So, Teacher Ji, why are you sweating?"
Ji Muye was so embarrassed that he reached out and wiped his forehead, and there was indeed a thin layer of fine sweat.
Jiang Zheng raised his arm, and his sleeves fell instantly, revealing his snow-white arm, which made Ji Muye even hotter.
Without knowing it, someone grabbed the other corner of the wide sleeve with the other hand, pulled it into a sleeve fan, and fanned it towards his face.
"Mr. Ji, like me, cool yourself down." Jiang Zheng praised his little wit.
Ji Muye froze completely, Jiang Zheng's eyelashes fluttered, and a storm surged in his heart.
Jiang Zheng saw Ji Muye dumbfounded and shouted, "Mr. Ji?"
Only then did Ji Muye regain his senses, and he laughed dryly, imitating Jiang Zheng's movements, raising his sleeves, and pulling to fan himself.
The style of painting changed suddenly, and the two just fanned the wind with their sleeves.
Jing Meini and Han Yi saw from a distance, their mouths opened at the same time, and it took a while to relax. They looked at each other and saw the same sentence in each other's eyes: See you! ghost! !
Keep shooting.
Cui Ling, who had been kneeling outside the palace for two days and two nights, finally fainted. Her Majesty the Queen was the first to rush over and put the man in her arms.
The floor tiles were too cold, and Tang Qinlan was afraid that Cui Ling would get cold, so he immediately dragged him off the ground and let him lean on him.
The imperial physician Momojiji hasn't arrived yet.
The servants next to him kept their heads down, for fear of seeing something they shouldn't see.
Looking at Cui Ling, Tang Qinlan didn't even have the slightest bit of blood on his face, and his whole heart only felt pain, not hatred.
At this moment, she frowned, stretched out her right hand, and hugged Cui Ling horizontally.
Jiang Ran saw this scene when he came to the studio.
! ! ! ! !
Princess hug? Grass! Got the wrong script
No, no! Ji Muye shouldn't be here at all.
With a dark face, he strode behind Han Yi, reached out and tapped his shoulder.
Han Yizheng was excited, wanted to laugh, and looked at the wonderful scene in the camera where Jiang Zheng Kong forcefully picked up Ji Muye, and noticed that someone was looking for him. As soon as he turned his head, he was immediately scared to pee.
Jiang Ran's lips curled up and asked coldly.
"You said that Ji Muye has to rush to play the male lead. Are you planning to take the opportunity to seduce my sister?"
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