The next day before dawn, Pei Ying was woken up by the alarm clock and quickly got up to wash. Song Nanchuan frowned and watched her busy, thinking that it was time to complain to their crew.
Pei Ying didn't have time to eat breakfast, so she took a piece of bread and got into the assistant's car. After sleeping in the car for a while, Pei Ying simply put on a base makeup for herself, and the car just arrived on the set.
Although the genius was shining brightly, there were already staff members busy with their work. After Pei Ying finished her makeup, she took out the script and read it herself. There are still many rival scenes between her and Mo Zhen today, and she doesn't want to be scolded by the director like yesterday.
She knew these lines by heart, but she was afraid that after facing Mo Zhen, her aura would weaken again. After Mo Zhen arrived, she cheekily took the initiative to go up to him to play with her, and Mo Zhen agreed without pretence.
The play went smoothly, Mo Zhen also gave her some guidance. After Mo Zhen finished speaking, she took out the notebook she carried with her and wrote down all his opinions.
Mo Zhen glanced at her notebook: "Do you still have this kind of thing?"
"Yeah." Pei Ying smiled embarrassedly, "You can read it down at any time and make more summaries. As the saying goes, good memory is better than bad writing."
Mo Zhen nodded nonchalantly. The two got it right again, and the director called to start filming.
This scene is an interior scene, and the location is Zhao Yue's brokerage company. Wu Yang, who began to be interested or suspicious of Zhao Yue, brought his juniors to find Zhao Yue.
In the lounge, Zhao Yue in a long dress was sitting on the sofa, Wu Yang and Gu Sibo were sitting opposite her—Gu Sibo was the junior in the police force played by Yu Kaize.
Even when entering and leaving such a high-end company, Wu Yang was still wearing his flip-flops, and his black hair was always hanging down listlessly.
But his eyes made Zhao Yue unable to relax his vigilance.
"Ah, I didn't expect that I would see such a big star one day." Wu Yang's sexy thin lips raised slightly, reminding Zhao Yue of a lazy cat downstairs. He approached her slightly, and the black bangs swept across the eyelashes because they had not been trimmed for too long: "Miss Zhao is even more beautiful in real life than on TV."
The corners of Zhao Yue's mouth moved slightly, as if he smiled: "What is the matter with Officer Gu looking for me?"
She asked Gu Sibo this question, but Wu Yang didn't wait for him to answer, and said to himself: "I've heard that Miss Zhao is very dedicated to her work. Last time, to play a female factory worker, she really went to work in the factory for half a year. Months." He said this, lightly tossing the hair in front of his forehead, his eyes fell on Zhao Yue without hindrance, "Then playing the murderer in "Chasing the Wind" this time, will it be true? to kill someone?"
Zhao Yue lowered his eyes slightly, and seemed to think his question was very funny: "Do you think it's possible?"
Wu Yang smiled and said, "This idea is really crazy."
Zhao Yue's agent knocked on the door outside, Zhao Yue glanced at the door, got up and said goodbye: "I'm sorry, I have work to do next."
She stepped on high heels and walked out, and the director shouted from the side: "Pei Ying's performance is much better today than yesterday, and she is no longer in stage fright in the face of Mo Tianwang, but Yu Kaize is sitting inside like a wood, you think you are auspicious thing?"
Yu Kaize: "..."
"I don't have any lines in this paragraph." He defended himself. The director sneered: "You can't speak with expressions without lines? You want me to teach you this? You are sitting between the two of them now, just like an ugly duckling sitting among two swans!"
Yu Kaize: "..."
Did Director Zhao sign up for Qiao Yichen's scolding training class? The level of scolding is high.
"Again!"
Pei Ying: "..."
She thought that as long as she performed well, she could shoot smoothly, but she was still too naive.
Today's filming continued until late at night. Yu Kaize slumped in his chair when he heard the director shouting, "Fortunately, the day after tomorrow is going to be a holiday, and Director Zhao can really toss."
The director who was packing up the equipment heard him and smiled at him: "I can toss more than you think. The day after tomorrow's holiday is canceled."
As soon as he said these words, the entire crew paused for a moment. Director Zhao coughed twice, and took advantage of this opportunity to announce: "The day after tomorrow, I'm going to shoot outside, and the venue is just lined up. It's impossible to have a holiday at this time, everyone just stick with it."
"We've been filming for half a month, and let's not let people live!"
Director Zhao glanced at Yu Kaize, who was complaining vigorously: "If you played better, maybe we would have had a holiday long ago."
Yu Kaize: "..."
Pei Ying was stunned when she learned that the holiday was cancelled. She made an appointment with Song Nanchuan to go to City C.
"I'll go first, everyone has worked hard." Mo Zhen put on his sunglasses and walked directly to his Bentley. When passing by the director, the director asked attentively, "Is there any problem with Mo Tianwang?"
"I'm fine." Mo Zhen said without turning her head, and opened the door to get in the car.
The director shouted to the crew: "Have you seen it, how much like Mo Tianwang studied and learned, look at how dedicated they are!"
Everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to say anything, silently doing their own thing. Yu Kaize complained a few more words before leaving the set. Pei Ying was also accompanied by his assistant and got into the nanny car.
On the way back, she fell asleep once, but was woken up by the assistant: "Miss Pei, here we are."
Pei Ying opened his eyes, nodded and said, "Oh, okay."
When she entered the room, Song Nanchuan hadn't slept yet. He leaned against the head of the bed in his pajamas and watched her walk in: "It's half an hour later than yesterday, what's the matter with your crew?"
"Uh... If the shooting doesn't go well, it will be delayed until later."
Song Nanchuan's brows moved slightly: "Why, Director Zhao scolded you again?"
"No, today is Yu Kaize."
Song Nanchuan was silent for a while, and sincerely suggested: "Just replace the actors who are slowing down the crew's progress."
"... I'm going to take a bath first." Pei Ying took a five-minute bath as usual, and then came out to lie down.
Seeing her like this, Song Nanchuan knew that she wouldn't want to do such a thing again today. He is a little worried now, the movie will take two or three months, so he can't touch her for two or three months
… it’s unimaginable.
He was about to discuss this issue with Pei Ying when he heard Pei Ying's sleepy voice ringing next to him: "By the way, the director said that the holiday the day after tomorrow has been canceled, and we are going to film outside."
Song Nanchuan was stunned for a second, then frowned and said, "Why? Can't we go again after a holiday?"
Pei Ying raised her eyes and looked at him and said, "Well, this location is very tight, and they all have to make an appointment. It was finally arranged for us, and it is impossible to waste a day to rest."
Song Nanchuan still frowned: "When are you going to see my parents?"
"I can only wait for the next holiday. I'm sorry, Chuanchuan." Pei Ying apologized pitifully to him again. After speaking, he asked nervously, "Did you tell your parents that we are going the day after tomorrow?"
"not yet."
"That's good."
"Where is it?" Song Nanchuan was very unhappy, "I have no vacation, so I have to go out of town?" In other words, he has been deprived of the right to sleep with her every night!
Pei Ying hugged his waist and leaned her head up: "Chuanchuan, don't be angry, I also want to rest, everyone wants to rest, but there is no way. After the filming of the scenes in other places, there will definitely be a holiday."
Although Song Nanchuan was unhappy, there was nothing he could do, so he sulked himself: "You were obviously not so busy filming before."
"This movie is different. The director is very demanding."
Song Nanchuan frowned and asked, "How long will you be going?"
"A week or so."
"So long?"
"It's not too long..." As soon as Pei Ying finished saying these words, she found that Song Nanchuan's eyes stabbed her, and quickly changed her words, "If it goes well, I might be back in two or three days!"
Song Nanchuan snorted sarcastically: "How can things go well with Yu Kaize."
Pei Ying: "..."
She coaxed Song Nanchuan for a while, but instead of coaxing him to be happy, she coaxed herself to sleep. Song Nanchuan looked at Pei Ying who fell asleep while talking, and sighed helplessly. He helped her lie down and covered her with the quilt. Song Nanchuan kissed her on the lips before laying down beside her.
Now Pei Ying goes out early every day and returns late. If he hadn't waited until she came back to sleep at night, the two would never have seen each other.
... All this is Director Zhao's fault! Even he, a capitalist, never exploited his employees like this!
He decided not to invest in films directed by Director Zhao in the future.
The next day, Pei Ying still rushed to the studio early in the morning. Director Zhao thought about going out of town tomorrow, so he ended work a little earlier today to let everyone go home and prepare for the departure.
Pei Ying called Song Nanchuan, and the two had dinner outside. After returning home, Pei Ying started to pack up, while Song Nanchuan watched silently.
"Well, you should also bring the mask." Pei Ying put the mask in her bag, and when she turned around, she was taken aback by Song Nanchuan's gloomy look, "Chuanchuan, what's the matter with you?"
"I'm not happy, can't you see?"
Pei Ying put down what was in his hand, walked over and wrapped it around his neck, stood up on tiptoe and kissed his lips: "Are you happier now?"
Song Nanchuan raised his brows slightly: "I hope I'm happy like this? At least that's how it is..." He unceremoniously touched Pei Ying's skirt with one hand, and lowered his head to bite her collarbone.
Pei Ying raised her head and murmured a few times, gradually becoming unsteady: "Chuanchuan..."
She called out Song Nanchuan's name subconsciously like asking for help. Song Nanchuan carried her to the bed and pressed her on top of her: "Baby, call my husband to listen."
"Um..." Pei Ying was too embarrassed to say anything, Song Nanchuan's hand under her was slightly harder, and Pei Ying begged for mercy, "Husband, be gentle..."
This husband's cry made Song Nanchuan feel at ease both physically and mentally. He leaned down and looked at her with burning eyes: "It's really nice to cry, let's cry more."
"husband… "
Song Nanchuan's eyes sank, and he kissed her lips fiercely, blocking all her moans.
Because Pei Ying was too tired during this time, she was drowsy after only one time. Song Nanchuan asked her for another time while she was half asleep, and then took her to the bathroom to take a mandarin duck bath.
When he came out, Pei Ying hadn't woken up yet. Thinking that she only slept for four hours a day, he couldn't bear to make trouble with her, so he slept with her in his arms.
Early the next morning, Pei Ying was woken up on time by the alarm clock. Song Nanchuan still held her in his arms, but she couldn't break free.
“Chuanchuan…”
She called him in a low voice, but Song Nanchuan didn't open his eyes, but said in a low voice, "Last night, I kept calling my husband, but now that I'm comfortable with you, I don't recognize you anymore."
Pei Ying: "..."
It's so much cheaper and it sells well!
Since he has been busy all this time, he really didn't spend much time with him, so Pei Ying, who knew he was wrong, had to follow him: "Husband, I'm going to the studio."
Song Nanchuan accurately leaned over to kiss her for a while, and finally let her go mercifully.
Pei Ying, who had regained her freedom, took a deep breath, and then got up to wash up like a charge. The things she was going to bring were ready last night. She picked up her luggage and said to Song Nanchuan who was standing at the door, "Then shall I go?"
"Yeah." Song Nanchuan replied with a stern face.
Pei Ying blinked, leaned over and kissed him on the face: "Goodbye husband, I will be back soon."