Seeing Feng Jing frowning on the opposite side, Michel couldn't help mentioning the old thing again: "I think it's better to report this to Dong Qin."
"No." Feng Jing immediately vetoed him. He didn't want this matter to become more troublesome. "I just have been emotionally unstable recently. You told Qin Fan that not only would it not work, but it would make me more stressed. Isn't this counterproductive?"
"But..." Just as Michelle hesitated to utter these two words, the phone rang.
The caller shows Qin Dong.
Feng Jing wanted to grab the phone with a sharp eye. Michelle took a step ahead of him, and quickly picked up the call: "Good morning, Qin Dong, may I have any instructions?"
Feng Jing squinted at him, and the warning was self-evident.
Michel couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and Qin Fan on the other end of the phone said, "Nothing special, is Feng Jing up?"
"Get up, he gets up very punctual every day. Actually, he doesn't need to get up so early for this shooting, but he will exercise in the morning."
"Well, not bad." Qin Fan was satisfied with Feng Jing's performance, "How is the shooting?"
"Very smoothly, the director appreciates Feng's acting skills very much."
"That's good. By the way, Zhu Shuyan, who plays the heroine, please pay attention, don't let her get too close to Feng Jing. Feng Jing just took the actor, and I don't want him to have any bad news. "
"Dong Qin, don't worry, Mr. Feng Kejie is taking care of herself. Zhu Shuyan knocked on his door the night before, but he didn't open the door for her!"
Qin Fan laughed: "Okay, so be it, you take good care of him."
"I know Dong Qin." Michelle finished speaking, hesitatingly seemed to want to add something. Feng Jing saw the clue, grabbed his mobile phone, and put it in his ear: "Qin Dong, come to check the post early in the morning?"
Seeing that Feng Jing had changed to listen to Qin Fan, he said a few more words to him: "Yes, Feng Yingdi is now our popular cash cow, so naturally he wants to keep an eye on it all the time."
"Hehe, you are too embarrassed to say it."
"No way, we have to be thick-skinned to do our business."
Feng Jing: "..."
Yes, there is no one.
Hearing Secretary Qin Fan’s voice on the other end of the phone, Feng Jing took the time to hang up the phone: “Dong Qin, please go ahead and I won’t bother you.” After he finished speaking, he cut off the call altogether, and then looked at the opposite Mi Cher.
Michelle: "..."
"Uh, President Feng, I didn't plan to tell Qin Dong Video about it just now, really!" Michelle swore to the sky.
Feng Jing smiled and said: "That's the best. Don't worry too much. After I finished shooting this commercial, there is no new job for the time being. I will take advantage of this time to adjust my status. I believe it will be better soon. Got up."
"Ok."
"Also, delete all the videos on the phone."
"… Oh."
After Michelle was settled, Feng Jing finally got up and went to the bathroom and began to wash. When sitting in the car going to the studio, instead of closing his eyes and resting as usual, he took out his phone and opened the web page.
After typing "Dreaming about becoming a dog" in the search box, Feng Jing patiently waited for the web page to jump.
There were not many results from this keyword search. He looked at it for a while and clicked on the top Zhougong Dream Interpretation.
"The Lord's recent fortunes have been sluggish, and everything is unfavorable. You must abide by your own moral bottom line when you do things, and be careful to become a thief to corrupt your family's reputation and shame and suffer the ancestors in your family."
Feng Jing: "..."
It doesn't look very reliable.
Michelle saw him playing with his mobile phone all the way, and was very worried about the next shooting. Fortunately, Feng Jing has always been a professional actor. When facing the camera, he put away all his personal emotions and devoted himself to the role.
After finishing the day's work, Feng Jing sat on the big bed in the hotel room in a daze. As time went on, his sleepiness became stronger, but he couldn't sleep.
Two days ago, he had the dream of becoming a dog when he was sleeping in a daze, so as long as he didn't sleep, he could solve the problem from the root cause!
Seeing that the pointer was about to point to twelve, Feng Jing felt that he should find something to do for himself, otherwise it would be easy to fall asleep while sitting like this. Then... Just swipe Weibo for a while!
As he got up and turned on the computer, the hands of the wall clock coincided at twelve o'clock.
The scene in front of him suddenly flashed, and Feng Jing blinked subconsciously-in such a blink of an eye, he appeared in the living room again.
Feng Jing: "..."
I really can't relax my vigilance at all!
Feng Jing's mood was heavier than ever. Why did he still have this dream even though he hadn't slept
He calmed down on the ground alone for a while, then raised his head and looked around.
There was no light in the living room today, it was dark, only some light came out from the corridor room. The sound of keyboard tapping came from the door from time to time, presumably the woman was using the computer in the room.
The cool night breeze blew into the window, and Feng Jing glanced at the half-open window and walked toward the balcony.
This balcony was sealed with glass, and there were a few clothes to dry on the top. Feng Jing put his head in the gap of the protective fence and looked downstairs. The view is not very high. It is estimated that this floor is only the seventh or eighth floor. Downstairs is the residential landscape, with water and pavilions, and the green area is not bad. Under the street lamp, a man and woman were pulling and pulling, looking like a quarreling couple. Feng Jing listened carefully and could even hear their conversation.
"Lili, listen to me..."
"Go away, I don't want to listen!"
"no… "
"Snapped!"
Feng Jing: "..."
Judging from the crispness of the sound, this slap should be quite painful.
Looking away from the young couple, he could see two tall buildings as far as he could. He counted them patiently. There were 21 floors in total. A little farther away is the gate of the community. There is a road outside the gate, and on the other side of the road is a river, the river flowing slowly. There may be a barbecue stall by the river, and he can smell some of the aroma of barbecue.
A car stopped at the gate of the community, and the guard at the gate helped it to open the lift rod, and the car slowly drove in. The headlights of the car swept across the grass, alarming a stray cat, "meowing" to go deeper.
Feng Jing's expression is solemn. If he dreams, can he really do it so fine? He constructed so many details in this dream
The well-planned community environment, the little lovers arguing under the street lights, the stray cats in the grass, the smell of barbecue in the air—all this tells him clearly that this is not a dream, this is reality.
He stood alone on the balcony and blew the cold wind for ten minutes, and finally shook his body and returned to the living room.
He is a materialist. He received scientific education from a young age and became a dog. He would never believe it before. But now that the facts are in front of him, he can no longer escape. He doesn't know how this happened or why it happened. Maybe he should wait until he returns to City A and find a celestial master to help him see it
This thought made him a little bit self-deprecating. The type of people he sniffed the most in the past may be the only one who can save him. To say that there is something to be thankful for, is that he discovered that he seems to become this dog only in the middle of the night.
According to the situation of the two days, he should have transformed after twelve o'clock, so if twelve o'clock was set as the first point of change, did he change back at what time each day? His alarm clock is set at six o'clock, and this change should happen between twelve o'clock and six o'clock.
In order to figure out when he would become human, Feng Jing lay on the sofa and stared at the clock on the wall. When he regained consciousness, the alarm clock in his ear was buzzing.
Feng Jing: "..."
He went to sleep last night.
He remembered that his last memory was 3:30 in the morning, that is to say, he hadn't changed before 3:30.
There was a slight sound of footsteps at the door, and Feng Jing saw Michelle's hesitant expression, rubbed his hair and walked off the bed: "You don't need to say it, I know, you don't want to record video again. I watched it."
He was fortunate that he was only transformed at night, but he forgot that when he became a dog, that dog would also become him! So, did he swap the soul of that dog? He has seen many soul-exchange stories in films, novels and animation works. However, people exchange with the heroine. Why does he exchange with a dog? Look down on someone!
Michelle looked at his ever-changing expression, the corners of his mouth moved several times, and finally only responded "OK".
On the way to the studio, Feng Jing sent a message to his mother: "Good morning~ [smile]"
Queen Mother: No one told you this smiling face, is it very unfriendly [smile]
Feng Jing:… I think you middle-aged people think this is what a smile means
Queen Mother: So do you feel the love of our middle-aged people? [Smile][Smile][Smile][Smile][Smile]
Feng Jing:... Um, very profound
Feng Jing: I came to you to ask, is the Taoist priest you introduced to others really effective
Queen Mother: Why, didn't you say that these are all feudal dross? [Smile]
Feng Jing: I think so, but I have a friend who kept saying that he encountered dirty things on the set and asked me to ask him if there are any more effective Taoists to help him do a ritual.
The Queen Mother: The person I introduced is very busy, not necessarily free, and he is a celestial teacher, not a Taoist priest [smile]
Feng Jing: "..."
Feng Jing was heartbroken that there were so many people who were superstitious about "Heavenly Masters".
Queen Mother: I will send you the contact information of his secretary. You can ask your friend to make an appointment with the secretary first.
Feng Jing:? ? ? ?
Feng Jing: There is a secretary? Need to make an appointment
Queen Mother: Otherwise, what do you think? In the 21st century, kids [smile]
Feng Jing: Oh, yes, thank you [smile]
The author has something to say:
I saw some readers saying that there are few female lead roles, because this article is cut from the perspective of the male lead. In the early stage, the female lead maintains a sense of mystery, so there are not many female lead roles in the first few chapters, and there will be more in the future!