In Mingwei's view, Mu Tingzhou, whose memory was disordered, was like a pet dog that was extremely destructive, infatuated and clingy. He always disrupted her plans and made her flustered. But every time he made trouble, he did it under the banner of defending her justice. In addition, he usually behaved well-behaved and considerate, so when he made a mistake, she couldn't bear to blame him.
Chen Zhang was not at fault for what happened tonight, nor was the sick Mu Tingzhou. The fault lay with Ming Wei for making a teammate named Xiao who had a complicated mind.
The patient needs comfort, and Ming Wei cannot abandon Mu Tingzhou, but she also cannot completely delay the filming because of Mu Tingzhou.
"Director Gao, after thinking about it, I think I should communicate clearly with Mr. Mu first. I won't shoot tonight, but I promise to finish this part tomorrow night, including the kissing scene." Ming Wei said to Director Gao guiltily but firmly.
Mu Tingzhou's identity and condition were clear. Director Gao understood Mingwei's approach, but he was a little worried: "Tomorrow night, is it really okay?"
Mingwei nodded seriously.
Director Gao said, "Okay, let's continue tomorrow night."
After calming the director, Ming Wei walked over to Chen Zhang and said helplessly, "It's my fault for not telling him clearly in advance. I wasted your time."
Chen Zhang heard the conversation between Ming Wei and the director. He knew that Ming Wei did not want to change her principles for Mu Tingzhou. His irritable heart quickly calmed down, and he comforted Ming Wei: "You can't do anything about this. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Ming Wei hummed, looked at the movie star duo waiting over there, and said goodbye in a relaxed tone: "Okay, let's kiss goodbye tomorrow."
Chen Zhang smiled and stood there watching her go. As her petite figure slowly walked away, Chen Zhang couldn't help but call her name.
The girl looked back in confusion. In the dim and quaint Jiangnan alley, her long black hair fluttered in the evening breeze, revealing her fair and beautiful face, her eyebrows like a crescent moon, her eyes like a clear stream, and she was as beautiful as a person in a dream.
"No matter what time, don't put yourself in a difficult position for the sake of others." Chen Zhang said sincerely.
Ming Wei smiled at him, "Okay."
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After changing out of their costumes, Mingwei got into the car with Mu Tingzhou and Xiao Zhao. The atmosphere in the car was solemn.
"Go back to the hotel, or go somewhere else?" Xiao Zhao fastened his seat belt with a natural attitude, without the slightest awareness of being punished for doing something wrong.
"Hotel." The two people in the back seat said almost in unison.
Xiao Zhao understood and drove with a smile.
Ming Wei turned her head and looked out the window. Mu Tingzhou had gotten into trouble, and she couldn't be angry and embarrass him because there were outsiders present. Now that everyone in the car was hers, she had to express her dissatisfaction so that she could sort things out with Mu Tingzhou later. On the right, Mu Tingzhou looked ahead, but he observed the princess with his peripheral vision. Seeing her pouting, he knew she was angry.
But he was also very angry.
She actually deceived him with Xiao Zhao and did that kind of thing.
The two angry people didn't say anything and returned to the hotel silently. When they reached the guest room, Xiao Zhao took the initiative to break the deadlock: "You two, don't you have anything to say? I'm going to bed now."
Mu Tingzhou looked at Mingwei dimly.
Ming Wei glared at Xiao Zhao angrily: "It was you who suggested filming without telling him, what's going on tonight?"
Xiao Zhao pushed up his glasses, touched his nose, and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, but I think letting him watch you and Chen Zhang kissing scenes will stimulate his emotions and may help him recover his memory. After all, if we always give in to him, he may never recover in his lifetime."
The logic made sense, but Ming Wei was still angry: "I won't believe anything you promise in the future."
Xiao Zhao pleaded innocently: "Besides this matter, have I ever lied to you about anything else?"
Mingwei didn't want to pay attention to him.
Xiao Zhao thought he had nothing to do, so he said good night tactfully and went back to his room.
There were only two of them left in the corridor. Ming Wei lowered her spirit and turned her head to ask the actor: "Do you have anything to say? If you do, go to my room. If not, forget it." Then she took out the room card, opened the door, and stood inside waiting for his choice.
Mu Tingzhou was silent for three seconds, then walked towards her.
Ming Wei was in a complicated mood. She asked him to go in first and she closed the door. The layout of the guest room was similar, with a small living room. Ming Wei asked Mu Tingzhou to sit on the sofa and she poured him some water.
Mu Tingzhou did not sit down, but stood facing the door, politely not looking towards the princess' bed. After Mingwei finished her work, he asked in a cold voice, "Why did the princess lie to me?"
"Because I'm an actor, I filmed the kissing scene because it's required by the plot. It's unreasonable for you to stop me from filming." Ming Wei sat on the sofa behind him, holding her notebook and looking for a movie, and replied absentmindedly: "Don't talk to me about princesses or not. We are in the modern world now, and we have to live according to the way of thinking here."
Mu Tingzhou closed his eyes and his head began to hurt again. If he was not allowed to observe the ancient rituals, what else could he say
Behind him was the sound of her typing on the keyboard. Mu Tingzhou opened his eyes again and asked solemnly, "Princess, are you happy with Chen Zhang?"
Ming Wei took a moment to understand what "heart-delighted" meant. She smiled, looked at him and said, "I'm not heart-delighted, but actors can't consider personal feelings when filming. You once told me that only when actors completely immerse themselves in the role can the audience get into the play. For example, Wang Jie and I, she plays my mother in the play, so I have to really treat her as my mother, and continue to be an ordinary colleague outside the play."
"Since you don't like him, how can the princess tolerate having physical contact with him?" This is what Mu Tingzhou couldn't understand the most.
"Why do you care so much about physical intimacy?"
This question is crucial. Ming Wei put down her notebook, walked around to the opposite side of Mu Tingzhou, and looked at him seriously: "In the minds of some men in ancient times, women are men's property, and their bodies also belong to men. Only their husbands can touch them. If others touch them, women are not clean. The master is firmly against my kissing scene. Does he also think that after the kissing scene, I am not clean anymore and not as precious as before?"
Mu Tingzhou didn't think so. The princess was a royal daughter. No matter how many men she had, she was the most noble and respected.
"I just don't want Chen Zhang to take advantage of the princess." He bowed his head and saluted.
Ming Wei laughed even more happily: "How could that be? I am a beautiful woman, and Chen Zhang is also a handsome man with millions of fans. You think he is taking advantage of me, but his fans say I am taking advantage of him."
"Nonsense." Mu Tingzhou rebuked solemnly.
Ming Wei sighed and looked at him. She tilted her head and whispered, "There are more than one billion people in China. Apart from my parents, you are the only one who treats me like a princess. In fact, in the eyes of others, including Xiao Zhao, I am just a newcomer in the entertainment industry."
She was stating the facts, but Mu Tingzhou misunderstood that the princess was depressed because of the lack of attention from outsiders, and immediately comforted her: "Princess, don't worry, your acting skills are superb, and in time, you will be loved by all the people."
Mingwei smiled secretly with her back turned. Not long ago, the movie emperor Mu Tingzhou mocked her that her acting skills were not up to his standards. Now that he has become the Grand Tutor, he actually praised her for her excellent acting skills. The Grand Tutor really protects his people.
"How can you say you have excellent acting skills if you don't even dare to do a kissing scene?" Ming Wei stopped laughing, turned around and looked at him with a reproachful look.
Mu Tingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he understood. He was the Grand Tutor, so much older than her, yet he fell into the trap of her words without realizing it.
Lowering his eyes, Mu Tingzhou continued to insist: "Kissing scenes are optional and not necessary."
Ming Wei objected: "What do you mean by optional? Don't lovers in real life kiss? Nonsense. When you like someone, you can't help but get closer to him and do more sweet things. So when the male and female protagonists in TV dramas fall in love, they must kiss each other, so that the audience feels complete."
Mu Tingzhou pursed his lips. He had never liked anyone, so he didn’t understand.
"Come here." Mingwei sat on the sofa and called him.
Mu Tingzhou looked at her, moved next to her, sat down two meters away, and placed his hands on his knees.
"Let's watch a movie." Mingwei said, leaning against the sofa. "This is one of the classic love movies. It's very touching, but a bit long."
Mu Tingzhou glanced at the title and found it very unfamiliar.
Mingwei clicked on the play button and leaned back on the sofa, hugging her pillow and watching the movie with full concentration. She used to be a pure audience, but now she is an actor. Even if she has watched a classic movie several times, she can get new insights after watching it again.
One is a beautiful, wealthy, noble lady, and the other is a young, handsome, but impoverished, talented painter. The two people who were originally unrelated met on a luxury ship and quickly fell into the river. There were many difficulties between them, but the worldly ties could not stop the strong attraction between them. He took her through the cabin and finally found a carriage that seemed to be specially arranged for them.
Mingwei glanced at Mu Tingzhou secretly.
Mu Tingzhou was still sitting two meters away, but he had lifted his left leg and placed it on his right leg. His handsome face was also turned to the right, not looking at the laptop screen.
Ming Wei paused the video, feeling inexplicably nervous, but still asked, "Master, you guessed what was going to happen later, so you don't dare to watch it?"
"I just think it's meaningless." Mu Tingzhou said in a low and hoarse voice.
Ming Wei frowned: "Master, are you really not infected at all? If I tell you that the ship sank and Jack died later, would you still think this scene is unnecessary?"
Mu Tingzhou, who had never seen this movie, was ruthlessly spoiled. Although the previous plot had hinted that the ship would have an accident, how could he have expected that one of the male and female protagonists would die
He slowly tilted his head and looked at Mingwei with complicated black eyes.
Mingwei clasped her hands together and begged him softly, "Can you finish reading it?"
Mu Tingzhou took a sip of water and acquiesced.
The following shots are both beautiful and exciting, especially the hand resting on the foggy glass window, which gives people endless reverie.
It was the first time for Ming Wei to watch this kind of scene with a man. She had buried her face in the pillow to cover it up. A strand of her long hair fell down, just covering her red face. Mu Tingzhou had no expression on his face. After a few minutes, he casually put down his long legs and resumed his normal sitting position.
In the following plot, as Mingwei said, some people died and some survived.
"How was this movie?" After it was finally over, Mingwei turned off the computer and asked while rubbing her shoulders.
Mu Tingzhou faced the curtain and said, "I haven't seen many movies, so it's hard for me to comment."
Ming Wei no longer had the heart to argue. She walked to the opposite side of Mu Tingzhou, bent over and looked at him, envious and yearning: "Master, those two actors are not lovers, but they collaborated to create a classic. I hope that one day in the future, when my acting skills mature, I can also make a classic movie. As you said, kissing scenes are not a must for classics, but it is my turn to act in the plot. As an actor, I should act well, right?"
Mu Tingzhou looked down at his watch. It was almost 1 o'clock.
“Master…” Thinking he wanted to leave, Ming Wei became anxious and started to act coquettishly, the sound of which lingered in her ears.
Mu Tingzhou frowned, and after three full minutes, he stood up and said to Ming Wei with his back to her, "Don't film the scene just now."
Kissing scenes were never allowed, but now the rule has been relaxed to not allowing bed scenes.
Ming Wei hadn't thought about filming such a large scale yet, so when Mu Tingzhou agreed to let her film a kissing scene, she was satisfied and nodded happily: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Master!"
Mu Tingzhou's eyes turned cold. In order to persuade him to change his mind, she dragged him to watch a three-hour movie. Is this what she calls listening to him
"It's getting late, Princess, go to bed."
Having fulfilled her wish, Mu Tingzhou turned around, bowed, and left.
Mingwei sent him to the door, then happily went to take a shower. When she came out, she heard the sound of rain hitting the glass.
Mingwei walked to the window in surprise. It was raining outside and she didn't know how long it had been raining.
Thinking about the outdoor scenes tomorrow night, Mingwei suddenly felt a little worried.