"Ji Shiyan!"
The sound that suddenly echoed in the dressing room startled the two of them. Nuo Nuo's phone fell to the ground, and Ji Ning's heart skipped a beat. He turned around to look.
Ji Shiyan had already turned around at this time, with his back to the two of them, and asked Jiang Sheng who was running over: "What?"
"The director wants to see you, next door."
"knew."
The man paused before walking away, glanced sideways to see who he was, but finally stopped.
After Ji Shiyan left, Nuonuo picked up the phone on the ground and asked Ji Ning in a low voice: "Did he hear it?"
Ji Ning sighed and shook his head: "I don't know. Was I loud just now?"
Nuonuo also gave a blank look: "It's okay..."
Ji Ning pinched his brows and decided to escape from this troubled place first: "I'll go out and take a look. Call me when the filming starts."
"Okay, then don't run away."
She wanted to run away.
The farther you run, the better.
After leaving the dressing room, Ji Ning walked across the stone pavement and headed into the corridor lined with flowers and trees.
There was a noise at the end of the corridor.
She walked for a long time with mixed feelings. When she looked up again, she saw Zhuo Gong, who was well prepared, greeting her: "Hi!"
Ji Ning suspected that he had traveled through time, so he looked back, unsure: "...Zhogon?"
"It's me. We're filming here," Zhuo Gong said with a smile, "Are you recording a variety show in the back?"
Zhuo Gong pointed over there and said, "Aren't your activities in that area? How did you get here?"
Ji Ning licked his lips: "It's a bit stuffy in the inner room, let's go out for a walk."
"That's right, air-conditioned rooms are indeed quite stuffy," Zhuo Gong said to her, playing with the things in his hands. "I will be the one recording the next episode. Remember to pass on some of your experience to me then."
Zhuo Gong pulled the thing in his hand. Ji Ning felt that it looked familiar yet strange, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
He immediately handed over what he had in his hand: "Slime, do you want to play?"
"Slime?"
"Well, it's a decompression device. Just pull it back and forth like playing with plasticine, and then bubbles will form. After the bubbles form..."
The boy squeezed it hard, and there was a crackling sound of bubbles popping: "It exploded!"
"How is it? Is it very relaxing?"
After shipping the couple, Zhuo Gong has found another new way to relieve stress.
Ji Ning nodded in support. Seeing her nod, Zhuo Gong quickly gave her some of the slime in his hand and said, "Then try to make bubbles."
To be honest, she hadn't figured out the principle of this thing yet. Her mind was full of thoughts about whether Ji Shiyan heard what she had just said, so her hands naturally relaxed.
Zhuo Gong thought she didn't know how to make bubbles, so he quickly taught her how to make bubbles.
The slime in his hand was cheese-colored, and after being stretched to be soft, it had a faint cheese aroma. Zhuo Gong couldn't help but wonder, "Does it look like the cheesecake I smeared on the director's face when we wrapped up the shooting?"
When the filming of Drogon was finished, he messed up almost everyone in the Starry Sky crew. The director was the worst offended, with his eyes so smeared with cream that he couldn't even open them.
Ji Ning smiled and said: "Director..."
Before he could finish his words, someone called him from behind.
As if she was pulled back from another world, she saw Ji Shiyan coming over—
“It’s about to begin.”
When she saw Ji Shiyan, every cell in her body began to tense up. When she heard these words, she stuffed the slime back into Zhuo Gong's palm, said "OK", and walked back quickly.
Seeing that everyone was present, the director started recording the variety show in advance.
The rules of this variety show are very simple. Everyone will have a name tag on their back, and if the name tag is torn off, the contestant will be eliminated.
There are two teams in total, red and blue. Ji Ning is in the red team and Ji Shiyan is in the blue team.
The first part is the name tag tearing segment. I heard that the variety show line will only unfold after the name tags are torn off.
Ji Ning was crouching down looking for prey when he suddenly saw a blue jacket flash past his sight and started running in the opposite direction.
Maybe because she had eaten too much this morning, she ran extra fast. When she found a wardrobe and hid there, she discovered that she and the photographer had been lost.
…Looks like I should get rid of it.
Ji Ning took out his cell phone and prepared to record a video with it.
Just as she turned on her cell phone and was about to close the cabinet door, a pair of slender fingers stopped her.
The man's familiar voice sounded: "Who are you looking for?"
It turned out to be Ji Shiyan.
Can he find himself like this
Ji Ning watched the cabinet door open, held his breath, and rushed out from under his arms.
As soon as I ran out, there was a wall in front of me.
…
She stood with her back against the wall and fastened her name tag firmly to the wall.
The man came closer.
Ji Ning thought about having a discussion. After all, we are the male and female protagonists, and it would not be good to kill each other right away.
After thinking for a long time about how to negotiate rationally, nothing worked when the time came. She could only lower her head, cover her sign with her backhand, and beg for mercy: "... Don't tear me!"
Ji Shiyan walked completely in front of her.
She swallowed, her heartbeat was irregular, and she felt like she wasn't getting enough oxygen.
"I won't tear you apart, just raise your face."
She heard him say.
She raised her face nervously and confusedly, and met his gaze.
After staring at each other for three seconds... someone kissed my lips.
Her heartbeat was stretched to the maximum, and then suddenly stopped. She looked at his eyelashes so close to her, and there was a snapping sound beside her ear, as if a string had broken.
He seemed to be kissing her quite seriously.
When he closed his eyes unconsciously, Ji Ning was still thinking this in his heart.
The man stroked her lower lip with his teeth, then moved to the corner of her lips and sucked gently.
After a long and short kiss, he whispered to her -
"Is this a good enough kiss?"
The author has something to say: Salt: Jealous? How is that possible? I never get jealous. I just can't stand people questioning me.
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