The second female in "God Dance" was silently changed.
In the entertainment industry, it is said that it is not big or big, and whoever secretly makes a little trick will soon be found out. Xiaotian Entertainment found out that this was Zhu Qinghuan's opponent when the entry #zhuqinghuandomestic violence# reached the third place in the hot search. entry. They are doing things on purpose, otherwise, the inexplicable saying of "domestic violence" would not suddenly appear.
Xiaotian Entertainment informed Mei Shi immediately. After Mei Zhongli found out, he immediately asked Nanyang for instructions.
Zhao Dan suddenly withdrew from the crew and left overnight without any explanation. The director just announced her departure in the work group. Soon, the group welcomed a new actor to replace her, that is, the newly signed artist of Xiaotian Entertainment - Tomorrow Night Cheng.
It is self-evident who instructed behind this operation.
Cheng Cheng smiled like a flower when she checked in with her bags tomorrow night. She arrived at the hotel too late the day before and didn't visit her sponsor. In the early morning of the next day, she ordered takeout early, carrying two boxes of rice, and the room number given to her by Nanyang, and knocked on the door.
It was Zhu Qinghuan who opened the door. She and Nanyang were washing while Nanyang was brushing his teeth in the bathroom.
"Hello, hello, hello, teacher."
Tomorrow night, Cheng looked at Qing Huan's face and his eyes lit up. Finally, he could take a closer look at Master himself, and see what this woman who had fascinated my ancestors for three thousand years looked like.
Aw, that face is really nice. After all, Qing Huan was the daughter of the most beautiful woman in the rivers and lakes, and her appearance was naturally good. In fact, she was not as beautiful as Nanyang, but she was more "beautiful", and Nanyang was more "cold". The aesthetics of this era is always Will prefer a "cold" look. But in ancient times more than 3,000 years ago, Qinghuan's appearance was definitely more popular than Nanyang's. Nanyang's status made people dare not talk about her appearance, and make people dare not make any difference to her. think. Women who are generally unable to hold "unreasonable thoughts" are considered genderless in the minds of most men, and those who are generally keen to rank the beauty of women in the Jianghu are the same group of men who always love to think about things.
Master Qing Huan was born so charming, no wonder the ancestor of Nanyang was fascinated by three things. When she and Nanyang were together, it was as if the fox spirit had seduced Gao Lengxian's sense of sight.
"Who are you?" Zhu Qinghuan had no impression of the girl in front of her who looked like she was still in high school. Tomorrow night's fame was too small.
I'm? I am your dear little apprentice.
"I'm the new actress of the second female lead. My name is Ming Wancheng. You can call me Acheng." Ming Wancheng said with a smile.
"What's the matter with you?" Zhu Qinghuan was a little puzzled. If you say hello this early in the morning, it wouldn't be at this time. If you go to the studio for a while, you may have the opportunity to communicate.
"I find… "
Tomorrow night, Cheng happened to see Nan Yang coming out of the bathroom, and regardless of whether Qing Huan allowed it or not, he walked in on his own, opened his arms to Nan Yang, took small steps, and pretended to rush over to give her a big one. bear hug.
Nanyang's face froze, he took a step back to avoid Ming Wancheng, and whispered:
"presumptuous!"
Tomorrow night, Cheng threw himself in the air with a look of grievance, half of the word "old" in his mouth came out, and he twisted it into abruptly: "Nanyang, you are too unconscionable."
"You—" Nan Yang was about to correct her name, but glanced at Qing Huan who was standing beside him, gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to yell at her name.
"You know each other?"
Zhu Qinghuan forced a smile.
"I was introduced by her," Cheng Cheng laughed heartlessly tomorrow night, "I still have a company with you, Mr. Zhu. It's a pity that my status is too low, and I have played two corpses since my debut. Well, thanks to Nanyang, I can finally play a living person!"
She didn't call Nan Yang Jing "Boss Nan" like others, but called her by her first name without any hesitation. The key is to look at Nan Yang's expression, and it seems that she has tacitly called her that.
Who is she? If you can get special care from Nanyang, you still dare to come to Nanyang early in the morning without even shy away from yourself
"What's the matter?" Nan Yang's eyes were already displeased.
"I've brought you breakfast," Cheng shook a plastic bag in his hand tomorrow night, "I ordered one more in the morning, come filial piety—" She bit her tongue and held back the word filial piety, " come to feed you."
Zhu Qinghuan lowered her eyes and said nothing, picked up two bottles of lotion and went back to the bedroom, closing the door smoothly.
Nanyang noticed Qing Huan who left, but she didn't think much about it, thinking she just went in to clean up. Nanyang took over the plastic bag, but Cheng only loosened one finger tomorrow night, and the remaining half was tightly clenched in his hand, with some internal strength. Nanyang didn't want to entangle with her, so he let go of his hand. He didn't expect that tomorrow night Cheng's right hand would become a finger sword, and he would quickly swipe at Nanyang's profile.
Nanyang knew that this brat was itchy again, and his left hand also pinched into a finger sword, with three points of internal strength to block Ming Wancheng. Unexpectedly, Cheng Cheng would not give up tomorrow night, but he turned his backhand into a palm and slashed at Nanyang's shoulder. Nan Yang was annoyed, so he directly took off the BM47 butterfly blade that he had been carrying with him from the belt of his trousers.
Tomorrow night, Cheng Cheng saw that the knife was out, and begged for mercy: "Ancestor, I was wrong."
"Are you drowsy?" Nanyang lowered his voice very low, "I don't even look at the occasion. If someone sees you and I will do martial arts, do you know the consequences?"
"I just want to see if you are beautiful in your arms, overindulgence, and whether your inner strength has regressed compared to before." Tomorrow night, she smiled slyly.
Nanyang frowned: "What do you mean?"
Tomorrow night Cheng shrugged, "You haven't read the hot search. Thanks to your sentence 'the love between the two of us' last night, no one is saying that my master is domestic violence. The nosebleeds don't stop." Tomorrow night, Cheng patted Nan Yang's shoulder: "It's amazing to sacrifice oneself for justice."
"Is this the way to sacrifice one's life?" Nan Yang found out this mistake very rigorously.
"Is this the point?" Tomorrow night Cheng's eyes widened, "Don't you love your reputation the most? Haven't you always been reserved and prudent? Are you blinded by lard, and you actually said such things to the media?"
"… "
Nanyang was silent.
Tomorrow night, seeing her without speaking, Cheng sighed, "Then... you have sacrificed so much, you... your relationship... "
Nanyang remained silent.
I will understand tomorrow night.
"There is a long way to go, Patriarch." Cheng patted Nanyang solemnly in the evening, "However, you should thank me, because when I come today, your relationship should be further improved."
"What do you mean?" Nanyang was puzzled.
Tomorrow night Cheng sneered: "You are emotional intelligence. Hurry up and coax, before my master is dizzy."
"gas… "
Tomorrow night, Chengchong clenched his fists to Nanyang: "I'm leaving, I'll put the meal on the coffee table, two servings, honoring you and Master. Take your portion of polysaccharide and Master's portion of sugar-free, please take it easy."
After she finished speaking, she ran away quickly.
Feeling dizzy
Nanyang frowned and looked at the tightly closed door. Could Cheng's arrival tomorrow night make Qinghuan jealous
She didn't take the initiative to go in, just sat on the sofa and waited quietly. After about ten minutes, Zhu Qinghuan pushed open the door and came out, with the phone in his ear, he should be talking to Xiaoye, and he kept saying "Okay, go down immediately". Her expression didn't look any different. After hanging up the phone, she still looked at Nanyang with those gentle eyes: "Are you going to the studio today?"
"go."
"Well." Zhu Qinghuan walked towards the door, "Let's go then."
Nanyang followed, took a white woolen coat on the hanger, and put it on while going out.
While in the elevator, Zhu Qinghuan suddenly turned around, took out two pieces of wine chocolate from her down jacket pocket, and handed them to Nanyang:
"Give you."
Nanyang took it and looked at it.
Remy Martin VSOP.
A corner of the lips twitched. Really angry.
"Why give me this flavor? I said yesterday that I don't like it." Nan Yang asked knowingly.
"Really? I didn't pay attention, I just took it." Zhu Qinghuan replied casually.
Nanyang lowered his head and peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed one into his mouth and the other into his coat pocket. She ate the chocolate quietly, chewed it carefully, and swallowed the cocoa butter in her mouth before swallowing it warmly:
"She is the friend I told you at the last dinner party. Her name is Ah Cheng. We have known each other for a long time. There is no other relationship between me and her, just pure... "
Simple grandparents love.
Nanyang paused and found a suitable word to replace: "it's pure friendship. She has a woman she likes, and that's your friend, Qi Yi. She also asked me to help you match her with Qi Yi, I agreed for the time being. You can ask Qi Yi when you look back, if you want to get to know him, and if you don't, it's fine, I can persuade Acheng to give up."
Zhu Qinghuan listened to the words in his ears. Although the expression on his face did not change much, the light in his eyes softened a bit.
"She just brought us a breakfast. Yours has no sugar added. She knows that you are controlling your body fat." Nanyang tutted, "However, it's a pity that you can't eat anymore. On the table, it will probably be sour when I come back."
"Then I'll go pick it up now." Zhu Qinghuan looked at Nanyang seriously.
"Okay," Nanyang leaned against the elevator and straightened up and pressed their floor. "Bring me a chocolate with Socha Gold tequila flavor by the way. Remember, don't get the wrong VSOP this time."
Zhu Qinghuan's ears seemed to be a little red, and he turned his back and didn't speak.
After a while, the elevator reached the ground floor and began to rise again. When he arrived at the floor, Zhu Qinghuan took a step out, the other foot was still in the elevator, he suddenly turned back, and quickly put the two pieces of socha gold tequila that had been in the palm of his hand into Nanyang's coat pocket, Then she turned her face and walked away, for fear that people in the elevator would see her hot cheeks if she walked slowly.
It had been hidden in his hands.
Nanyang smiled helplessly, walked out of the elevator, and waited for her at the elevator entrance.
She lowered her head and counted the three pieces of chocolate left in her hand, calculating in her mind when she should eat them.
The two pieces of Socha Gold agave chocolate have been warmed by the temperature of Qing Huan's palm, and they feel a little soft when they are pinched. A little melted cocoa butter oozes out of the wrapping candy wrapper and sticks to Nanyang's fingers.
Nanyang lowered his eyes, spit out a bit of the tip of his tongue, and slowly smeared the chocolate sauce on his fingertips on the unhealed wound on his tongue.