Lu Zhiwei watched as Sang Wanci got up, bent down and said to the staff around him that it was hard work, and then walked towards him with fluttering clothes.
She took a few steps back with a guilty conscience, and the movement of closing the phone was extremely stiff, full of helplessness.
—Who can tell her why Sang Wanci pinpointed her!
The weather is fine today, and the bright sky shines in from the wide open door next to it.
The light like gold powder brushed over Sang Wanci's skirt and cloak.
The moiré pattern on the cloak surged like flowing water, as if it had come to life in an instant, constantly following Sang Wanci's footsteps.
In the light, her face was only slightly covered with makeup, but it was as perfect as a carved work of art, with impeccable delicacy everywhere.
Such a perfect person is walking towards him step by step, Lu Zhiwei held his breath unconsciously, as if he was afraid that his breath would break this porcelain doll and break this beauty.
To be honest, after seeing this face too much, she almost turned into a fan.
It is human nature to love beauty, and if she really becomes a beauty fan, it can't be blamed for her lack of determination!
"Lu Zhiwei."
Guangying stopped chasing, and Sang Wanci stopped in front of her with a calm expression.
"Did you just shoot me?"
Since she can see Lu Zhiwei praising herself like a group leader every time after filming, and she also feels that Lu Zhiwei is very comfortable when he praises others, so she will habitually find Lu Zhiwei's position is ready to be inspected by true fans.
It's just that today's true fan seems to have given her something else as a bonus.
"..."
Lu Zhiwei's scalp tingled with embarrassment in an instant.
The incident of being caught by the person involved in the candid film really makes people want to find a crack in the ground no matter what angle they think about.
But it doesn't matter, she still has a fan vest!
With this layer of fan vest, it is like a resurrection armor.
Small fans think that the idol looks good in filming, so it is understandable to secretly take a picture as a souvenir!
She thought about her words and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Sang Wanci took the lead: "How is the filming, show me."
When she said this, her face was very calm, and there was only a hint of curiosity in her tone.
Lu Zhiwei: "?"
This unexpected reaction?
She thought Sang Wanci would be angry with her...
"Aren't you angry?" Lu Zhiwei asked subconsciously.
Sang Wanci suddenly bent her lips and smiled: "So you are really patting me."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
Grass.
Got it!
Sang Wanci was calm and composed, and asked, "You know how to pass it on privately?"
Lu Zhiwei shook his head.
Sang Wanci asked again: "Will you use it to do bad things?"
Lu Zhiwei shook his head even harder.
Sang Wanci continued to ask: "Did you take a bad picture of me?"
Lu Zhiwei shook his head like a rattle.
Sang Wanci's expression became calmer: "In that case, why am I angry?"
Which fan doesn't have a few photos of their idols? This is not difficult to understand, not to mention that Lu Zhiwei is her true fan.
And she believes in Lu Zhiwei's personality, she is not a person who will cause trouble to others.
Instead, she may be more worried about causing trouble for others.
After all, she is different from others.
Lu Zhi was slightly taken aback.
She didn't expect Sang Wanci to trust herself so much.
The next second she heard Sang Wanci asking her: "So why did you suddenly shoot me?"
Lu Zhiwei replied embarrassedly: "Because Teacher Sang is pretty, so..."
"Then you don't need to secretly take pictures." Sang Wanci said.
"What?" Lu Zhiwei blinked, but didn't react.
Sang Wanci took her phone and found that the interface was still on the camera function.
So he stood sideways beside her and held up his phone.
"You can tell me directly.
"I will not refuse you."
- I will not refuse you.
Lu Zhiwei looked at her profile in surprise, feeling that this sentence had a deep meaning, but she couldn't fully understand it.
Is it out of idol's love for fans?
Or is it out of the friendship of colleagues and friends?
The latter is unlikely.
Or is it out of other thoughts?
Lu Zhiwei couldn't think of another reason, and felt that he was thinking too much, so he went back to the original point.
—It seems that Teacher Sang is a fan favorite.
Although I refused to give her contact information last time...
She looked at Sang Wanci in astonishment and was frozen in the phone.
Sang Wanci looked at the photo and asked, "Do you want to take a new one?"
Lu Zhiwei came to his senses immediately, and hurriedly put on the fan book: "Ah, yes, it's my honor to take a photo with Teacher Sang!"
Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came today, he couldn't stop her from pretending to be a fan!
Sang Wanci didn't say anything, and after she had settled into a pose, she took another photo together.
Then he returned the phone to her.
Lu Zhiwei took it and added "Thank you".
Then I heard Sang Wanci say: "I know that many fans will use the photos of their idols as their wallpapers."
Lu Zhiwei: "?"
Sang Wanci was serious: "I agree to appear on your phone desktop."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
She silently gripped the phone tightly.
dare not speak.
The desktop on the mobile phone is a fake fan of Teacher Meng and dare not speak at all.
…
After finishing work at night, Lu Zhiwei returned to the hotel accompanied by Wen Yao.
On the way, Wen Yao chatted with her: "I think the relationship between you and Teacher Sang, Miss Zhiwei, seems to be getting better and better."
Luzhi smiled.
Although, she still doesn't have anyone's contact information, and the task to be completed is still hanging in Lao Wu's operating room, and she doesn't know whether to say yes or no.
——She even has the contact information of Director Li!
However, thinking that she even had Director Li's contact information, and Director Li took the initiative to add it, her heart was instantly comforted.
There was even a hint of joy.
It feels so good to be recognized for my hard work, no longer having to film in obscurity like before!
"I feel that Teacher Sang is pretty good." Wen Yao said suddenly.
Lu Zhiwei nodded slightly upon hearing this.
Although Sang Wanci looks like a high-mountain flower, you will find her cuteness hidden under the appearance in actual contact.
The more serious it is, the cuter it is, with a contrasting cuteness.
The most important thing is that Sang Wanci works hard, treats people sincerely, and treats her very well, which makes it hard for her not to have a good impression of her.
Such a heroine deserves to be liked and protected!
Back at the hotel, after finishing the work before going to bed, Lu Zhiwei lay on the bed and looked at his mobile phone.
She clicked on Sang Wanci's Weibo.
Sang Wanci seldom uses beauty for business, and her appearance on Weibo is always related to forwarding work.
For this reason, many fans begged her to use more selfies for business in the comment area, and not to waste this fairy face value.
Seeing this, Lu Zhiwei unconsciously opened the photo album and found the selfie with Sang Wanci.
Whether it is Sang Wanci in the camera or outside the camera, his appearance is always perfect.
She seemed unremarkable.
Anyone will look ordinary in front of Sang Wanci.
But she doesn't care, and she doesn't rely on her face for food, she wants earth-shattering beauty, as long as she doesn't look ugly.
But when she looked at this group photo, she felt a little proud in her heart.
It is already difficult for fans to see Sang Wanci taking a selfie, but she was lucky enough to be able to take a photo with Sang Wanci directly.
The photo was taken by Sang Wanci himself.
Looking at the group photo, she couldn't help smiling, and then realized that something was wrong, and the smile instantly froze on her face.
What happened to the fan thinking just now?
Why are you secretly happy to have a photo with Sang Wanci!
Am I not a fake fan? ? ?
She hurriedly rowed out and looked at Meng Lianyu on the table calmly.
A mature woman is shown on the table.
Under the wavy long hair, there is a pair of affectionate eyes.
Lu Zhiwei witnessed that she interpreted countless characters with these eyes, and created one after another closely related characters, and was deeply fascinated and shocked by them.
This is her idol.
It is the person she also strives to become in her dreams.
The bedtime task of swiping Weibo is completed.
She put down her phone and turned off the lights.
In the darkness where she couldn't see her five fingers, she suddenly had a small wish.
—I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Meng in the future!
…
The shooting progressed smoothly. One month later, the scene of "Phoenix" changed from the mountains and forests to the majestic palace.
The male protagonist is called the emperor, and the female protagonist is called the queen.
The little stammer also became the big maid beside the empress.
Naturally, the styling has also changed, from simple and elegant to luxurious palace attire.
The biggest change in costumes is naturally the two protagonists.
Sang Wanci took off her simple and elegant clothes, and put on a noble phoenix dress, her temples were clouded with phoenix hairpins, and her lips were full of color.
The makeup artist casually sketched out the lazy and plain eye ends, and instantly gained a bit of inviolable aura.
Dignified and generous, looks like a man of heaven.
Lu Zhiwei was amazed at a glance and was full of praise.
—Help, this face is too suitable for ancient costumes!
Lu Zhiwei also discovered that Sang Wanci is very good at pressing eyes.
When she stood indifferently, it gave people a feeling that she could kill the emperor and become king herself.
As soon as she started acting, she immediately restrained her eyes and put herself into the play, softening the indifference and sharpness, and properly positioned the characters of the assistant minister and his wife.
Director Li praised her for her talent in acting.
She was also modest, she only said that she had practiced before and was taught by others.
When asked why the expert taught him so well, she kept it secret and said, "It's a secret."
Lu Zhiwei sat aside and listened, and couldn't help but start to guess for himself.
I have to get Lao Wu to guess together.
Old Wu is too lazy to guess about this kind of thing. If he is curious, he can read the complete original plot by himself, and the relationship between the characters is clearly explained to him.
Lu Zhiwei held his face while watching Sang Wanci talking to Director Li.
[I don't have anything to do right now, Xiaochai Yiqing.]
Lao Wu: [Who said there is nothing to do, I still want to exercise my eight-pack abs.]
Lu Zhiwei: [?]
She joked: [What's the matter, do you want to show it to your sweetheart?]
In fact, she didn't know if Lao Wu had a sweetheart.
It seems that Lao Wu has never left this operating room all day long. Since this is the case, it seems that he doesn't have much time to fall in love?
As a result, Lao Wu replied her with one word: [Yes.]
[! ! !]
Lu Zhiwei's energy for gossip came up in an instant, and he asked like a curious baby: [Really? I thought you were at work all day and didn't have much time for love.]
[It's not in love.]
Lao Wu is very frank.
[I just like her unilaterally, she has no feelings for me.]
Lu Zhiwei: […]
It turned out to be an unrequited love drama.
Miserable Wu.
When mentioning the person he likes, Lao Wu leaned back and couldn't help but say a few more words.
[Or maybe she has no feelings for anyone.
[She has her own pursuit, and I don't think she will stop for anyone until she completes it.
[A statement, I didn't ask her to train my abdominal muscles, but I wanted to do it myself, because she doesn't like men with big bellies.
[I don't like it either, it's ugly.]
Lu Zhiwei: [Oh...then you and Xiaoying have a lot to talk about.]
[No.]Old Wu directly denied it, and resolutely defended what he loved, [I will not find a substitute, no one can replace her.]
Lu Zhiwei suddenly became curious about this person who can firmly grasp the heart of the old Wu boy: [Then what kind of person is she?]
Old Wu stood up: [Same as you, with a strong empathy ability, and has often been a mother to small supporting roles.]
He poured himself a glass of water: [I didn't understand why she was always like this before, but after meeting you, I understand a little bit.]
Someone like Lu Zhiwei is not even considered a passerby.
He tried his best to integrate into the world, but was always shut out by the world.
Their lives seem to be trapped in darkness all their lives, without light and without response.
So that they become very easy to coax, just a little kindness is enough.
Lu Zhi was slightly taken aback.
Only then did she realize that she was not alone in the world bearing such a fate...
The direction of the topic suddenly became heavy, Lu Zhiwei reacted and changed the topic: [Oh, so you are colleagues.]
[It used to be.]
Lao Wu washed an apple, took out the fruit knife and began to peel it slowly.
[Not anymore.]
Lu Zhiwei: [Why, she left?]
The movement of Lao Wu's hands stopped, and then he smiled slowly: [Well, she left the job.]
In this way, the two of them have not seen each other for a long, long time.
I don't know where she is now, or if she is doing well.
But he still believes that someday in the future, they will meet again.
He will welcome that day in the best condition and confess his love to her again.
Lu Zhiwei: [Oh...]
She seems to have accidentally poked at the heartache of her mother's fan?
Lao Wu threw the apple peel into the trash can, and said in a relaxed tone: [But don't worry, although you have a strong empathy ability like her, I won't treat you as her.
[For her, I want to be a husband.]
[to you-
[I just want to be a mother.]
Lu Zhiwei: […]
Your style of painting has changed too fast!
Old Wu gnawed at the apple leisurely: [Work hard, good girl.
[Mom is still waiting to see you take the Diamond Road.]
[…]
Lu Zhiwei: [... To be honest, Diamond Road sounds really crappy.]
Lu Zhiwei is planning to continue gossip, Group A is ready to start filming.
So she had no choice but to hold back her curiosity, stood up and patted her skirt, took off her heavy coat and handed it to Wen Yao, and went to work obediently in the face of the slowly falling snow.
It started to snow in Anshi in November, and the weather is getting colder and colder.
After a while, she will be leaving the production team...
…
The venue changes from the outside to the inside, and the role of the heroine also ushers in a new upswing.
Life in the palace like a cage, the person next to her pillow who is losing herself day by day, everything is advancing in a direction she never expected.
A year later, the emperor neglected the empress and only favored the noble concubine. He fell into sensuality and became more and more stupid.
The separation of the emperor and empress is also an irreversible trend.
Beside the queen, only that little stuttering Xiao He was loyal and consistent.
Xiao He watched helplessly as the formerly free and high-spirited young lady became a caged bird who said little and seldom smiled.
Although the mother looks like the world and is extremely honorable, she is not as free as a bird outside.
Moreover, the emperor favored the domineering imperial concubine, making her the crown of the Sixth Palace, as if he had forgotten his main wife who supported each other through thick and thin.
The noble concubine even dared to be disrespectful to the queen.
That's it, the emperor still thought she was cute, because the little girl was ignorant, so the queen graciously forgave this innocent girl.
Xiao He also saw the emperor and empress quarreling.
At that time, she was kneeling on the ground like other servants, with her head firmly pressed against the ground, motionless, only her ears were automatically receiving the disputes.
For the world, for the courtiers, for the past, for the present, they always broke up in the end.
His Majesty is always talking about giving death.
The empress is not afraid of him, she always replies with burning eyes: "From the day I followed you, I have not been afraid of death for a single day!"
When she said this, there were tears in her eyes, but they never fell.
Every time he saw it, he couldn't say anything, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, but he could only see her stubborn face away from her.
She didn't even want him to touch a tear.
He will be angry because of this, thinking that he is the master of the world, how can a mere woman disgrace him, and then leave angrily.
Xiao He doesn't understand.
They were clearly not like this before...
The general at that time obviously liked Miss so much.
I like it so much that even the moon in the sky wants to pick it for her.
The maids who like her will take good care of her and don't want her to experience the pain of parting.
Why did it become like this...
Xiao He could feel the young lady's unhappiness.
She wants to make her happy.
But I don't know when it started, her lady's smile is always faint, shallow, even fleeting, like a ray of wind that cannot be caught.
—Her young lady, will never be so happy again.
Sang Wanci vividly interprets the characters' joys, anger, sorrows and joys. Even a tear that condenses in the eye socket seems to be carefully designed, and it is even more distressing.
Seeing that the emperor himself, Ying Xize, couldn't help but sigh with Lu Zhiwei.
—The emperor must be a tenth-level fool to let such a beautiful wife not love him.
"Men are big pigs!" Lu Zhiwei cursed out of righteous indignation, still immersed in the emotions of the characters.
Ying Xize immediately said, "I'm not."
Old Wu: [Me neither.]
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
Thanks, off the hook.
Sang Wanci calmly wiped away tears.
Judging from the reaction of the "audience" at the scene, her performance just now was very successful.
Success means that the emotions she brewed were not in vain, and she did not make up lessons in vain.
After a big emotional scene, actors need to rest.
Sang Wanci picked up the phone.
A person who noted that there were two little red flowers before and after "teacher" sent her a message.
[Teacher]: Have you finished shooting? How is the effect?
When Sang Wanci saw this message, his eyes became gentle immediately, and he replied with a smile.
[Sang Wanci]: Well, the filming is over,
[Sang Wanci]: Judging from everyone's reaction, the effect is very good
Then playfully added: [Thank you teacher for teaching]
[Teacher]: that's good
[Teacher]: It’s snowing, it’s cold, keep warm, don’t get sick
[Sang Wanci]: I know
[Sang Wanci]: You too
[Teacher]: Call your dad when you have time
Sang Wanci didn't reply immediately this time.
She has been away from home for so many days, and it has been a long time since she called her dad.
Neither side is willing to take a step back.
[Teacher]: No matter what, he is still your father.
[Teacher]: If you are angry, I suggest that you two call and quarrel directly to relieve each other's anger. If you hold it too much, it is not good for your health.
[Teacher]: It's too bad to suffocate your body because of anger
Sang Wanci couldn't help laughing.
[Sang Wanci]: If he finds out and you give me this idea, you will be accused again
[Teacher]: Am I afraid of him?
Two seconds passed.
[Teacher]: That’s still a little scary, his dark face is really scary
[Teacher]: Are you going home for Chinese New Year this year?
Sang Wanci's answer is obvious.
If she went back, her father would definitely have a dark face, and the two of them would 100% quarrel about her leaving home to become an actress.
What's the point of passing a new year like this? Not as good as but.
[Teacher]: OK, I see
[Teacher]: I'm going to work first, and next time I need to talk about a play, come to me
[Teacher]: You have to eat well even outside alone, be obedient
[Sang Wanci]: Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, I understand
After the chat was over, Sang Wanci put away her phone, closed her eyes and rested, recharging her energy and preparing for the next scene.
…
Lu Zhiwei is chatting with Ying Xize.
While chatting, we talked about Ying Xize's birthday, which is in December.
Lu Zhiwei couldn't even tell whether he was still on the set or not at that time.
She asked what Ying Xize wanted.
She has no experience in giving birthday presents.
Others will not remember her birthday, and naturally they will not remember to invite her to participate in their own birthday.
And the birthday gift she gave herself was just to eat a big meal without worrying about the price, other than that, she had no other pursuits.
Ying Xize thought for a while: "Help my Lamborghini dream?"
"..."
Lu Zhiwei took a deep breath: "Okay, I will follow this dream tonight, try to arrange this matter for you in the dream, let's arrange for the most expensive limited amount, how about it?"
Ying Xize couldn't help laughing: "Okay, just kidding.
"Sister, you can give me anything, even if you just say 'Happy Birthday' to me. The gift is not important, as long as you want it."
He knows Lu Zhiwei's financial situation, if he still insists on asking for expensive gifts under this condition, then he really lacks great virtue.
Seeing that he doesn't care whether the gift is expensive or not, Lu Zhiwei is relieved and has an idea in his heart.
She was going to knit him a hat.
The whole is red, which means that luck is on the way, and the star journey is booming!
…
Time went round and round, and December soon arrived, and Lu Zhiwei's last scene was also ushered in.
Conflict with the noble concubine, being executed with a rod, and then disappearing, also completely tore the last weak affection between the emperor and empress.
Before the official filming started, they checked the lines meticulously and auditioned from beginning to end.
This is her last scene in the crew, and also the most important one.
Her death will not only allow the heroine to stand up from the predicament, but also arouse the emotions of the audience, arouse resonance, and add resentment to the hero, and then the heroine will punish the villain and let out a sigh of relief.
This is also the whole meaning of Xiao He, a small character.
—Life and death are for Miss.
Everything is ready and the actors are in place.
The domineering and domineering imperial concubine who doted on the Sixth Palace had been staring at the phoenix position for a long time, and couldn't tolerate the current empress in her eyes.
She thinks that she just has a bit of brains, and she was able to enter the East Palace earlier after following His Majesty.
Other than that, there's nothing unusual about it.
But she just occupied that position, it's annoying to see it!
If there is no such woman, she must be the one who sits on the throne now!
He was angry and angry, and he dared not point the empress's nose in front of her face and scold her.
A few words of yin and yang, the queen didn't take it seriously, and would not even talk to her, it would only make her feel unhappy.
So she began to try her best to toss the people around the queen.
Especially that little stutterer—Xiao He.
On the road, she stopped Xiao He who was helping the queen to fetch things, and asked her to salute herself.
Xiao He didn't think much, and saluted her.
She was dissatisfied, saying that Xiao He did not salute well, and that Xiao He's answering and shouting were not smooth enough, which was disrespectful to her.
Who in the entire harem doesn't know that the eldest maid of the empress, Xiao He, is a stammer?
Wouldn't it be difficult for a stutterer to speak smoothly?
Everyone could see that she was deliberately making things difficult.
But she didn't care, and relied on the emperor's favor to do whatever she wanted.
Xiao He knelt until her knees ached, her forehead was dripping with blood, but her hands were still holding upright what the queen wanted.
Just like when she received a birthday present, she couldn't bear to get dirty.
Whether it is what the lady wants or what the lady gives, she is reluctant to get it dirty.
But suddenly the noble concubine came over, reaching out to touch the wooden box.
She immediately took it back into her arms, and said stammeringly: "This is the emperor's, empress's stuff, you can't, you can't touch it!"
The imperial concubine was furious when she heard the words, she couldn't hear these words the most.
What happened to the queen's stuff?
What can't be touched?
Even the queen's man is hers, so what else can she not touch!
The imperial concubine angrily tore off the cloak that was draped over Xiao He's body, exposing her thin body to the ice and snow.
He forcefully snatched the wooden box from her hand, but if she refused to give it, someone clamped her hands.
Still not feeling refreshed at this point, he raised his hand and slapped her hard, the sharp fingertips scraped across her cheek, leaving two bloodstains.
The filming paused here, and the makeup artist hurried forward to apply blood-stained makeup on Lu Zhiwei.
The cast of the imperial concubine helped warm the baby in her clothes to keep her from freezing.
The style of painting suddenly became brighter.
Lu Zhiwei smiled at her: "Thank you."
The imperial concubine actor smiled back: "You're welcome, it's very comfortable to act with you."
Lu Zhiwei's acting is very contagious, and he always makes the actors who play the opposite role quickly follow into the state.
Director Li took the initiative to add her contact information because of this.
After everything was ready, it was time to start shooting again.
Everyone put away the previous relaxed state in a second, and the atmosphere began to become anxious again.
After the imperial concubine finished beating someone, she still hated the other party for hurting her hand.
He found another reason to bully Xiao He and ordered her to be slapped on the mouth.
Thinking of her young lady, Xiao He suddenly struggled, and forced out a few words in her throat: "You can't, you can't hit me!"
Hitting her means hitting the queen's face, and challenging the queen's majesty!
She did nothing wrong, and her young lady did nothing wrong, so why should she be humiliated like this!
The noble concubine has been favored by the emperor to the point of lawlessness, arrogant and willful, so she doesn't listen, as soon as she gives an order, someone steps up to slap Xiao He's mouth.
Xiao He struggled to break free, picked up the wooden box and ran away.
— Just go back to Miss, just go back.
In the end, because he knelt on his knees for too long, he fell to the ground hard before taking a few steps, and was dragged back by life.
"I want to see the Empress." She curled up on the ground tightly guarding the wooden box. This was the most complete sentence she ever said.
The imperial concubine looked at her arrogantly.
She added: "I want to see, see Your Majesty..."
The imperial concubine suddenly laughed.
"Okay, I will take you to see His Majesty."
Lu Zhiwei's well-prepared emotions made her shed a tear at this very moment.
At this time, Xiao He still didn't understand why things turned out like this.
It was obviously good before, it was obviously good...
She thought that seeing the emperor would save her, but she didn't expect that the man who once said to her, "You can't die, you are her most important person, you must live well" would push her to death with his own hands.
The imperial concubine turned black and white in tears in front of the emperor.
The emperor took her fingertips and said distressedly: "Qingqing has suffered."
Turning his head, he gave a sharp order to kill Xiao He with the stick.
Xiao He's eyes widened instantly, and she explained clumsily: "I didn't..."
No one listened to her feeble explanation.
Let her cries be drowned in the sound of sticks.
The wooden hairpin on her head fell off, and she hurriedly reached out to pick it up.
Then hugged her in her arms, tightly protecting the gift and the empress's wooden box.
Lu Zhiwei played Xiao He's tragedy to the fullest.
She looked at the most honorable man in the world, her eyes were full of despair and resentment.
The wooden hairpin in his hand never let go until his death.
The person who once wanted her to live well, now wanted her life.
Xiao He hugged the wooden box, fell into the bright red blood, and fell into a painful sleep in this snow field.
The camera panned over her, and Lu Zhiwei began to hold his breath in order not to wear clothes.
It wasn't until the queen played by Sang Wanci arrived late that she took the opportunity to take a breather.
This game is not over yet.
When the queen played by Sang Wanci saw Xiao He's body, she suddenly suffocated.
She walked over staggeringly, her fingertips trembling, she embraced him in disbelief, and called her name over and over again.
The world suddenly became incomparably empty, only the desolate wind echoed Xiao He's death.
Lu Zhiwei closed his eyes, held his breath, and dared not move at all.
But she could feel the tears falling on her face, with a hint of warmth.
She was embraced by someone around the waist, and she was embraced by Sang Wanci. The wide sleeves covered her body, as if Sang Wanci was giving her a signal to breathe freely.
So she complied, and began playing a dead man who secretly breathes.
Sang Wanci's emotional voice fell on her ears, and each sound was more painful than the sound, and more despairing than the sound.
Her heart ached when she heard it, and she could even imagine Sang Wanci's appearance at this time.
It must be very distressing.
She had seen Sang Wanci's crying scene, and it was because she had seen it that her heart ached.
Even if it's just a tear, Sang Wanci can make people want to hold her in their hands and take care of her.
This may be her innate ability.
She was motionless in Sang Wanci's arms, only her heart was following Sang Wanci's emotions.
It wasn't until the director called out that she slowly opened her eyes, with tears in them.
Sang Wanci met her eyes, wondering why she was crying.
But she suddenly raised her hand, gently wiped away her tears, then bent her beautiful eyes, and said to herself: "Mr. Sang's acting is really good."
Sang Wanci was slightly taken aback, feeling that there was still a little warmth belonging to the other party in the corners of the brushed eyes.
Lu Zhiwei got up from her arms, wiped away tears and said, "I'm crying so much that a dead man like me can't bear to die, I want to put on the resurrection armor and come back to life."
Sang Wanci was amused, reached out to brush the snow off her shoulders, then stood up and took a bouquet of flowers from the assistant: "Congratulations."
Lu Zhiwei stared blankly at the bouquet of flowers, then rubbed his eyes, and took it hesitantly: "For me?"
Sang Wanci nodded resolutely: "Well, it's for you."
Lu Zhiwei gave another "wow" expression.
It turns out that she will be given flowers when she is finished, but no one has ever given her flowers before.
Everyone always said perfunctorily, "It's finished, congratulations" and it passed.
Not to mention flowers, there are no extra eyes.
Ying Xize also came over with a coat, and put it on her shoulders to protect her from the wind and snow: "Come, come, let me put on the resurrection armor for you."
Then he also sent her a bouquet of flowers: "Congratulations on the finale, sister, you have worked hard."
Then there is the actor of the imperial concubine, and then Director Li...
The bouquet after bouquet of flowers made her both surprised and happy, and finally she burst into tears: "Thank you everyone...
"I didn't expect that I...
"Thanks… "
She was so excited that she began to speak incoherently.
She considers herself an optimistic person, and she doesn't cry easily, but she didn't expect that tears would still fall secretly in the face of so much tenderness and kindness.
Even though it was just an ordinary bouquet of flowers celebrating the completion of the season, she was as happy as if she had won an Oscar and was on her way to the pinnacle of her life.
Seeing her like this in the operating room, Lao Wu couldn't help sighing slightly.
[Stupid daughter, congratulations on the finale.]
I hope you can be carefree in the future, have a bright future, and be happy with you forever.
At least I don't have to live the hard days of obscurity in the past.
It was a happy event at first, but in the end Lu Zhiwei shed tears.
Ying Xize smiled helplessly, hugged the flowers for her, and handed her a tissue: "Don't cry, our teacher Lu deserves it!"
"Um."
Lu Zhiwei heard Sang Wanci who was beside her softly echoed, and she couldn't help but look at her.
Sang Wanci looked closely into her eyes, his eyes were very gentle: "You are very good, you deserve it."
Lu Zhiwei's vision blurred again.
She smiled and wiped away her tears, feeling happiness for the first time: "Thank you."
Nice to meet you all.
Glad... you guys can see me.
"Looking forward to the next cooperation with Teacher Sang." She said.
Whether it's for the mission or for other reasons, she is looking forward to meeting Sang Wanci again.
I also hope that everyone present can always be healthy and happy.
The words fell to the ground, and she saw Sang Wanci slowly nod her head, and then asked something she wanted to hear in her dreams—
"Lu Zhiwei, do you still want my contact information?"
Lu Zhiwei: "!!!"
What a sound of nature!
Happiness is like a tornado, it comes suddenly! !
She nodded her head frantically: "Yes, yes!"
God, she can complete the task this time, right!
Sang Wanci asked an assistant to bring her mobile phone.
In the past, she didn't know Lu Zhiwei well, and she didn't know about her low sense of existence, so naturally she wouldn't give her contact information.
After getting along for so long, after getting to know Lu Zhiwei's personality, she is also willing to have such a friend.
The moment Lu Zhiwei added Sang Wanci's contact information, a system voice rang in his ears.
[System Judgment: The contact information of the heroine Sang Wanci was obtained successfully.
[Mission points +1.
[The host please continue to work hard.]
[System prompt: The host has collected five mission points, and the lucky draw function has been activated.]
coming!
she thought excitedly.
The lottery draw I've been thinking about day and night is finally here! !
Because she was so happy, she couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged Sang Wanci: "Thank you, Teacher Sang!"
Then he was taken aback for a moment, and carefully withdrew his hand, with guilt all over his face: "I'm sorry, I'm so happy..."
To be honest, she still didn't dare to have too much physical contact with Sang Wanci.
The scene where the Queen hugged Xiao He and cried just now is already their most and longest physical contact so far.
— Then she was hugged by Sang Wanci.
"It's okay, you can hug."
Sang Wanci patted her on the back lightly, and the warm breath gently brushed against her ears, carrying enough power to calm people down.
Lu Zhiwei's heart suddenly became very warm at this moment.
She stretched out her hand and gently wrapped it around Sang Wanci's waist.
"Thanks."
…
After wrapping up, as soon as Lu Zhiwei returned to the hotel, he immediately closed the door and prepared to draw a lottery.
Lao Wu explained the rules considerately.
[The reward pool is uncertain, there are good and bad.
[But as long as you can get it, the system will cash it out for you, and you will never go bad. Even if you draw a fortune, we can make you rich.
[Of course, if you get a bad one, you have to admit it, after all, this is a lottery.]
Hearing this, Lu Zhiwei suddenly said: "Then just wait."
Old Wu: [?]
Lu Zhiwei said solemnly: "This is a big event, I'll take a bath, burn incense and bathe before coming back!"
Lao Wu: […]
It doesn't have to be so ritualistic.
After all, Xuan does not change his fate, and Krypton does not save Fei...
After Lu Zhiwei took a shower, he ran to his Weibo account with the fragrance of shower gel and forwarded a bunch of koi, and then he was about to start the lottery draw.
Lao Wu gave her a set of numbers and asked her to choose one randomly.
She was not in a hurry to draw the lottery: "Are you sure you put the 'right to know' in it?"
Lao Wu answered for the eighth time: [OK.]
Lu Zhiwei: "Really?"
Lao Wu answered for the ninth time: [Really.]
Lu Zhiwei: "Absolutely fair, you really wouldn't secretly exchange prizes in the background, would you?"
Lao Wu was bored, and answered for the ninth time: [No.]
These prizes are nothing more than a set of data to their system.
What is there to exchange for a set of data?
Only then did Lu Zhiwei feel relieved, and began to rub his hands together.
After thinking hard, he reported a number: "Eight!"
Old Wu:[Are you sure?]
Lu Zhiwei: "Sure, it's a little auspicious."
Old Wu: [OK, let me see what it is...
[Wow, good stuff, you are one step closer to Lamborghini!]
Lu Zhiwei's eyes were filled with anticipation: "What? Is it money?"
Apart from money, she couldn't think of anything else that would bring her one step closer to Lamborghini.
Although I didn't get the right to know, it's good to have money, who doesn't like money!
Old Wu: [Look at it for yourself, it's even more surprising.]
Then let her find a bag, empty out the contents, and wait ten seconds before reaching in to touch it.
The thing you touch is the prize.
Lu Zhiwei did as he did, and put his hand into the bag with great excitement.
— very thin.
-Papery.
Could it be... a check? !
With this exciting thought in mind, she simply took a look—
Lamborghini 5 yuan voucher.
Lu Zhiwei: "???"
It's really outrageous. His mother opened the door for Outrageous. Outrageous is home!