After Mu Xiu saw someone, he quickly continued to film. Pei Lu waited obediently by the side holding his mobile phone and belongings.
Chu Hong was worried about him, and dragged him to explain a lot of precautions, and sent him a copy of Mu Xiu's schedule.
Pei Lu all nodded in response, reassuring her.
Of course, Chu Hong couldn't rest assured that Wen Su was two years younger than him, with an introverted personality, not good at words, and a completely docile little sheep.
Throw the little sheep into the wolf's den, no one can rest assured.
If Wensu hadn't asked her to come here, she actually didn't want him to come. This junior was not very courageous in the first place, if Mu Xiu beat her up again, she was worried that the little sheep would cry.
Chu Hong thought for a while, then pulled Pei Lu together, and told him in a low voice, "Mu Xiu sometimes has a bad temper, if he loses his temper with you, don't take it to heart, just treat him as farting Yes, you know?"
Pei Lu Yile narrowed his smiling eyes, and patted Chu Hong comfortingly, "Don't worry, senior sister, I know."
Seeing him smiling, Chu Hong didn't look like she couldn't get used to it, so she gave a few more words of worry, and then turned her head and walked away.
Pei Lu watched her leave, and then returned to the side of the set to wait, but just as he turned around, he saw Mu Xiu glaring at him.
"????" Pei Lu scratched his face, a little confused, "Did I offend him? You still have time to stare at me while filming?"
He muttered a few words, remembering that Chu Hong said that he had a bad temper, he soon relieved, and waited by the side with his clothes and water in his arms.
Mu Xiu was filming a costume drama, and he played the male lead, and the scene he is filming now is a rival scene between him and the female lead.
The leader played by him and the villain played by Li Yu are childhood sweethearts. The two have shared weal and woe from their infancy, and stumbled to their current positions. One is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the other is the head of the largest martial arts school.
Childhood sweethearts, well matched.
But he didn't expect that when the leader was preparing to propose marriage, he suddenly discovered that Qingmei was inextricably linked with the Demon Cult.
All the evidence vaguely pointed to Qingmei, and the boss had no choice but to let go of his love for his children and confront her face to face.
Mu Xiu was dressed in a black robe, and his black hair was neatly bundled up with a jade crown. His eyes under his sword eyebrows were full of pain and disbelief. He couldn't believe that Qingmei who accompanied him along the way turned out to be a spy of the Demon Cult.
"I'll ask again, is it you?"
Li Yu's eyes were calm, her dark red skirt fluttered, she stood on the eaves like a dragonfly on water, looking down at Mu Xiu, "What if it's me, so what if it's not?"
"That's it." There was a mocking smile on Mu Xiu's mouth, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, he remembered that he was like a kid a few days ago and didn't know what to prepare for a dowry.
As a result, reality gave him such a loud slap in the face.
Li Yu lowered his eyes, avoiding his questioning gaze, "If you want to fight, fight."
Mu Xiu stood up slowly holding the sword, the fragility between his brows was covered by firmness, he tiptoed, flew up to the roof, and pointed the sharp sword point at Li Yu.
Li Yu's figure moved slightly, his long and narrow eyes were reflected on the sword, like cold well water.
The two confronted Yaoyao, and the setting sun in the sky was like blood.
"Card!"
The director looked at the frozen frame with satisfaction, and signaled that this one was over.
Mu Xiu got off from Wia, Pei Lu hurried forward, and waited for the staff to unload the equipment for him, then carefully hugged his long clothes and helped him to the side to rest.
Mu Xiu put one hand on his shoulder, a full head and a half taller than him, as long as he lowered his head a little, he could smell the light shampoo on his hair.
Mu Xiu's eyes were unclear, half of his body was leaning against him, and the tip of his nose seemed to rub against his hair.
Pei Lu didn't notice anything. Hen Chi Hen Chi helped people to walk over to the rest chair beside him, not noticing that the rest of the crew were looking at them with horror on their faces.
As I said before, Mu Xiu has a cleanliness habit.
Very serious cleanliness, how serious is it, someone touches him once, he can wash himself up and down ten times, the cleanliness is so sick.
So every time he finished filming a rival scene, his temper would be extra irritable, and anyone who dared to get close would be tantamount to courting death.
The crew has been filming for so long, and everyone else knows about his problem. The only one who doesn't know is Pei Lu, a newcomer who just arrived.
Chu Hong had told him not to have physical contact with Mu Xiu, but when he was anxious at that moment, he immediately got his hands on him, and when he realized it, Mu Xiu was already lying on his shoulders.
Pei Lu thought as he walked, Mu Xiu's temper was not as bad as Chu Hong said.
Mu Xiu; heh.
Let Mu Xiu sit down on the chair, Pei Lu ran to pour water for him, Mu Xiu was addicted to sweets, Pei Lu mixed a cup of warm water according to the record in the memo, then added a small spoonful of honey, stirred the back end To Mu Xiu.
Mu Xiu stared at his white fingers for a full thirty seconds before taking out a pair of white gloves from the luggage bag, putting them on slowly, then took the glass, and took a sip gracefully.
"Not sweet enough."
Pei Lu was dumbfounded, and faced Mu Yingdi's true face for the first time.
Wearing gloves while drinking a glass of water, crazy, right? !
"Add a spoonful of honey next time." Film Emperor Mu glanced at him lightly, and put the empty cup on the low table beside him.
Pei Lu: "...Okay."
The crew is already boiling.
From the moment Pei Lu turned to pour water, they began to peep secretly. They knew about Mu Xiu's taboos. Even if they didn't know, they knew after Mu Xiu smashed two cups and started two assistants.
Mu Xiu hated people touching his things. Even if his assistant poured him a glass of water, he had to wear sterile gloves to touch his glass.
Now this new little assistant, not to mention not wearing gloves, actually just brought the water over.
Isn't this courting death
Li Yu's assistant saw it, and wanted to go over to remind him, but she was stopped by someone halfway. She took a sympathetic look at Pei Lu, and retreated to Li Yu's side.
Pei Lu didn't know about all this. With a smile on his face, he took the cup next to him and poured him another glass of water, this time adding two spoonfuls of honey.
Mu Xiu looked at him deeply, and slowly rubbed his fingers on the wall of the cup.
Pei Lu also persuaded him foolishly, "Brother Mu, drink more water to moisten your throat."
The rest of the crew: …
This stupid and bold, it's a fate not to die.
So, under the explicit or covert gaze of all the crew, Mu Xiu picked up the water glass and gently... took another sip.
Everyone in the crew: (#Д)!
Pei Lu: (^_^)
The way the crew looked at Pei Lu changed. This new assistant is not easy!
So when Pei Lu didn't know, his status in the crew suddenly became detached, but that's all for later.
Now, Mu Xiu half leaned on the chair. There was an unbearable exhaustion between his brows, Pei Lu hesitated for a while, and bravely asked, "Brother Mu...how about I give you a shoulder squeeze?"
Mu Xiu began to look at him with that deep and quiet gaze again.
Pei Lu felt a little cold on his neck, touched it inexplicably, and waited stupidly for Mu Xiu's answer.
Mu Xiu was silent for a moment, leaned back slightly, his limbs relaxed and stretched out, "Yes."
Everyone in the crew: ... This may be a fake actor.
Crazy? !
Pei Lu turned around behind him and saw that he was still there, so he gently pressed and pinched his neck.
The cold and soft fingers rubbed the skin, and a strange feeling rose from the spine, and it crawled all the way to the neck. Mu Xiu frowned, a little unaccustomed to such a strange feeling.
He half-closed his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, but he never made a sound.
"Is this strength okay?" Pei Lu asked him softly while pressing and pinching again and again.
"Um… "
Pei Lu's pinching became softer and softer, and his slender fingers were not strong, but there was a magical power that made people addicted to it.
"Prepare for the next match!"
The director's thick voice came out of the loudspeaker, and Mu Xiu, who was dozing off, was awakened, his head subconsciously tilted back, and his cheek just rubbed against Pei Lu's bare arm.
The skin rubbed against the skin, causing a shudder, and the small electric current spread to the base of the ears. Mu Xiu coughed lightly to cover up his slight embarrassment.
"Your name is Wensu?"
"Yes," Pei Lu also heard the broadcast, took off the thin blanket on his lap and folded it, then stepped aside.
The makeup artists who were waiting next to him swarmed up, holding various types of brushes to apply powder and touch up his makeup.
Mu Xiu's rather gentle face suddenly turned cold, and he remained sullen and said nothing.
After finishing the makeup, the crew went into intense shooting again.