Lu Zhiwei didn't understand very well, but felt a little outrageous.
The people taught by the system go out and come back to play with the system. Does this mean that they hate the system, or are they just for fun?
If the former, what did the system do to make the people it taught do so
Lao Wu didn't know what the other party's purpose was.
He could only guess that the other party was once a member of their system, but he couldn't guess who the other party was or what purpose he was attacking the world with.
Instead, he found it a little ridiculous.
An apprentice taught by a master is actually fighting among himself now.
Ah... not counting infighting either.
The other party is no longer a person in their system.
Lu Zhiwei thought for a while, and soon became full of confidence: [Isn't that just right?]
Old Wu: [?]
He didn't understand where "just right".
Lu Zhiwei has reason and evidence: [You are the fifth-ranked senior administrator. There are not many people in the same system who are better than you. come on!]
Old Wu paused, then laughed: [You are really optimistic...]
Lu Zhiwei: [Of course you are optimistic, and you said that you will guarantee our safety. If I don’t believe it, who else can you trust?]
Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.
If Lao Wu knows the opponent's ways, the winning rate will increase a lot invisibly.
I believe that her girlfriend's headache can be resolved quickly!
Thinking of this made her more confident.
Old Wu nodded when he heard the words, and said solemnly: [Well, just trust me.]
He twisted his neck, rattled his finger bones, and returned to programming.
Since a good girl is so confident, a male mother must also have confidence!
…
Eat and drink enough, and start working again.
In the first scene after lunch, the goddess turns into a beggar girl, falls on Lin Huairou's way home, and is taken in by Lin Huairou.
Lu Zhiwei changed into a light beggar's uniform, finished his disheveled look, and came back jingling.
The foot bell is a representative of the goddess and an important part of the plot, so it cannot be removed.
She looked at herself, then at Sang Wanci, and her heart ached.
In summer, Sang Wanci had to dress so tightly.
It's not easy to be a goddess, and it's not easy to be a mistress...
Sensing her gaze, Sang Wanci turned to look at her.
Her face was covered with dirty makeup and her hair was messed up, but her almond eyes were still as clear as before.
Eyes drop.
On her slender ankle is still wearing the golden foot bell with red string, which is perfect for her.
Lu Zhiwei followed her gaze to look at his feet, and asked curiously: "What's the matter? Is it because I haven't melted?"
"No," Sang Wanci smiled softly, "The foot bell is very suitable for Zhiwei, and it looks great."
Lu Zhiwei's brows and eyes brightened instantly, with a happy expression on his face: "Really? Then I'll go buy a bunch later to wear."
The girlfriend likes to read it, so she wears it for her girlfriend.
She loves her so much.
Sang Wanci couldn't get what she wanted, she nodded: "Okay."
After chatting for a while, Guo Hui came over with the script to talk to the two of them.
Guo Hui still asked Lu Zhiwei to control his eyes.
Although turned into a beggar, she is still a goddess. She should look at mortals without desire or desire, but when she looks at Lin Huairou, a believer, she will have a trace of curiosity to explore, just like a naughty child.
Sang Wanci's mistress wanted to put on airs, and she always behaved gracefully and impeccably.
Every move is bound by rules and regulations, and the rules must not be exceeded, just like an invisible shackle.
Then came the rehearsal.
After speaking, everyone rehearsed roughly twice and then officially started filming—
The willows are Yiyi, and the breeze is gentle.
The handsome black horse stepped on the ground smoothly, and the wheels rolled forward.
Lin Huairou sat in the carriage without saying a word, with no expression on her face, as if all her emotions and desires had been left in front of the noble goddess statue.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped.
With a shake of her figure, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes and stared fixedly ahead.
The maid in the car understood immediately and asked, "What happened?"
The coachman said: "Ma'am, there is a beggar ahead who fell in the middle of the road. It looks... as if his foot was injured."
Lin Huairou frowned slightly, and got up.
The maid Cuiluo lifted the curtain for her.
A thin little beggar suddenly jumped into view.
She slowly sat up from the ground, her left leg was covered with blood, which was shocking.
The clothes are thin, and the face is disheveled, only the bunch of foot bells are brand new, as if she didn't know where to pick them up.
Suddenly, she seemed to sense something, and turned around to look over.
The eyes of the two suddenly met at this moment.
Lin Huairou remained silent, the indifference on his face remained unchanged.
The eyes of the goddess are as bright as stars, like the most clear and bright existence in the world.
Her eyes were very calm, and when she looked at Lin Huairou, she looked at Lin Huairou with an undisguised look, like a child looking at a novel object that she had never seen before.
Lu Zhiwei perfectly fulfilled Director Guo's request. After a while, she acted out a reaction as if she had just come to her senses. She raised her hand with difficulty, and said to the people in the carriage: "Help me..."
Lin Huairou frowned for a moment, got out of the carriage, and walked up to the goddess.
The Goddess dutifully sold out: "Madam, please save me, I will definitely repay you..."
Lin Huairou asked, "What happened to your leg?"
The Goddess casually caught people out to take the blame, and said earnestly: "Just now I went to a large family to beg for food, but the other party refused to give it, and his son suddenly sent someone out to beat my legs, and smashed my begging bowl..."
Lin Huairou knew that this was indeed a possibility.
Some young masters are raised to be very domineering and do evil outside.
This little beggar was not beaten to death, so he should say "Buddha bless".
Lu Zhiwei looked at Sang Wanci from bottom to top.
Even from this angle, Sang Wanci is still too good-looking.
Once again, she sighed in her heart that her girlfriend was so pretty, and at the same time was preparing to take her lines.
She saw Sang Wanci tilting her head slightly, and gracefully calling for the coachman, ready to take her to the hospital.
Medical hall? How about that.
Lu Zhiwei continued to act as a playful girl, and suddenly struggled, full of resistance: "Madam, don't send me to the hospital, the family said they will beat me next time they see me!"
She controlled the strength of her acting without exaggerating.
This is not a comedy movie.
The goddess did this to see if there is a heart of compassion under the cold face of her followers.
Sure enough, Lin Huairou brought her home.
The play is not over yet.
After dressing up concisely, after getting into the carriage, Lin Huairou sat opposite the goddess.
Lin Huairou, played by Sang Wanci, has a calm and indifferent expression, and speaks calmly: "Where did you get the golden bell on your foot?"
Very new, still gold bell, looks very valuable.
Their wealthy families would follow the example of the Goddess and wear golden bells for their children.
Anyway, not a precious thing that a little beggar would have.
The goddess said without changing her expression, "I picked it up in the river."
She looked at Lin Huairou and asked, "Madam, do you like it? If you like it, I can give you mine."
Lin Huairou immediately said in awe: "It's better not to just go into the river to pick up things."
She heard that people died in the river, so everyone felt that the things in the river were unclean and avoided it.
Unexpectedly, the beggar didn't mind at all, and even put it on his foot.
The goddess understood what she meant, and smiled calmly: "Ma'am, a beggar can't even survive, so why would he care about such matters as life and death?"
When Lin Huairou heard the words, his eyes slightly opened, and he was speechless for a moment.
This is the first time someone has no taboos in front of her.
"Madam, I will repay you."
"How will you repay?"
"Follow you, I will be your cow and horse. If you want to, you can talk to me about your distress."
"..."
Lin Huairou turned his face away, his expression was as peaceful as ever.
"I have nothing to worry about."
"Ka—"
Guo Hui gave an order.
Everyone immediately suppressed their emotions.
Sang Wanci got out of the car first to help Lu Zhiwei take the shoes, for fear that she would step on a small stone and hurt her feet.
The two replayed the scene just now as they walked.
Guo Hui called Luo Xinhan to prepare, soon he, the Patriarch of the Zhou family, will make his official debut.
Social fear Luo Xinhan said yes, and then continued to immerse himself in the script, waiting until he was about to go on stage.
As long as he looks seriously enough, no one will come up to chat with him!
—Except for discussing the plot.
The Zhou family is one of the four major families. Its mansion is magnificent and occupies a vast area.
The scenery was built by the crew, with blue tiles and white walls, rockery and fake water, it looks decent, as if such a grand and luxurious family really existed in the world.
The first shot is of the goddess recuperating in the backyard, listening to the maid introducing the Zhou family and Lin Huairou her husband.
In the later stage of the plot, the introduction of the maid will be interspersed with the first appearance of the Patriarch of the Zhou family, and the scene of Lin Huairou welcoming him.
Guo Hui asked the actors to go to their positions and get ready.
Lu Zhiwei sat on a chair, half of his left foot was bandaged, and the remaining half was to be given to the actor playing the doctor.
The maid standing aside is Cui Luo, who can talk a lot in the mansion.
After the doctor said some precautions, he left temporarily.
Next is the home court of Cuiluo and Goddess.
Cui Luo spoke first: "You are too presumptuous."
The goddess looked at her sideways, her footbells swayed slightly, and she didn't understand why she said that.
Cui Luo looked serious: "A mere beggar can't get enough to eat, yet he actually thinks that the honorable mistress has something to worry about."
The goddess smiled and asked: "Everyone in the world has troubles, and your wife is also a mortal body. How can she not have troubles?"
Cui Luo thought it was strange that she was a beggar.
I don't have enough food and clothing to keep warm, and I don't envy the Zhou family, but feel that the Zhou family's mistress is depressed.
Cui Luo thought that she didn't know the Zhou family well, so she started to introduce the Zhou family, which was full of bells and lanterns, and played the role of background sound.
Finally, I went back to Lin Huairou: "And our wife is the honorable mistress of the Zhou family. She is well-clothed and well-fed, rich and powerful, and deeply in love with the master and husband. She lives a life that many people can't get in a few lifetimes. Do you have any distress? It is clear that you, a beggar, are ignorant."
The goddess was not annoyed, and asked, "Does your wife think the same?"
Cui Luo raised her head and puffed her chest out, and replied forcefully: "It's natural!"
The goddess stopped talking, her eyes were quiet.
Her expression seemed to be talking, asking herself, asking the world.
—Since there is really no depression, why do you always come to me in a sad and silent manner
Before filming started, Guo Hui and the screenwriter helped them go through the character setting.
Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci also have Meng Lianyu's remote help, coupled with his own research, Lu Zhiwei has perfectly mastered the personality of the goddess.
The appearance she presents, every strand and every strand is the Goddess state that Guo Hui wants.
She and the goddess seem to have merged into one.
Guo Hui yelled Ka in satisfaction.
Signaled Sang Wanci and Luo Xinhan to prepare.
Departments are in place.
-start.
Zhou Mingshan, the head of the Zhou family played by Luo Xinhan, stepped off the carriage step by step in brocade clothes, and Shi Shiran stepped into the mansion.
The camera followed his footsteps, pushing up bit by bit.
Finally, over his shoulder, the entire hall appeared before the eyes of the audience.
Spacious living room.
A beautiful and dignified hostess.
A low-browed servant.
Everything greets him.
In the camera, Sang Wanci slowly raised her head, a decent smile appeared on her cold face, and even the pitch of her voice was just right, as if it had been carefully designed to sound warm and moving.
"Husband."
Following her call, Zhou Mingshan's true face of Mount Lu will truly appear in front of the camera.
With clear eyes and clear eyes, gentle and moist as jade, he is a talented person.
He nodded slightly and stepped into the hall.
Lin Huairou went forward to meet her.
The couple held hands and went up to the main seat.
The husband and wife are deeply in love, and the case is well established, which is enviable.
Zhou Mingshan asked: "Did Madam go out today?"
Lin Huairou nodded.
Zhou Mingshan rubbed the back of her hand and asked again: "Where did Madam go?"
Lin Huairou told him everything, including taking in little beggars.
After she finished speaking, her eyes turned, and she unconsciously looked at their clenched hands, as if she was avoiding Zhou Mingshan's eyes.
There was no sound above the main seat, and the servants did not dare to speak, nor did they dare to breathe.
The entire hall was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a mountain rain was about to come.
Guo Hui sat behind the monitor and looked at the two leading actors.
Luo Xinhan looked at his wife beside him without saying a word.
Sang Wanci quietly clenched the hand in his sleeve, and just one movement was enough to reveal the nervousness of the character at the moment.
After a while, Sang Wanci stood up, with a meek and respectful appearance, and a calm tone: "If my husband thinks something is wrong, I will expel her from the house right away."
As soon as the words finished, Luo Xinhan twitched the corners of his lips, smiled, and brought him to sit beside him again, while speaking his lines naturally: "Madam has a compassionate heart, and I am very pleased for my husband.
"My wife is much more sensible than that of Dong Lin's family.
"The madam has already reported to me about the beggar, so don't worry about it, stay here and heal it. And didn't she say she would repay you? Just stay here to repay your kindness."
Sang Wanci's tense body finally relaxed slightly.
"My husband is lenient."
Luo Xinhan nodded, and said in a gentle voice: "Then madam, please remember to be a husband."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the servant at the side hurriedly brought him the beautifully packaged pastries.
Zhou Mingshan handed the pastry to Lin Huairou.
"Ma'am, I know you like sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so I bought it for you."
Lin Huairou took it calmly: "Thank you, husband."
But there is no trace of joy in seeing the food he likes in his eyes.
Standing behind Guo Hui and looking at the surveillance screen, Lu Zhiwei felt that the relationship between the two couples was fake, and they were not as affectionate as they appeared on the surface.
But she had to admit that Luo Xinhan's acting skills were really good, one look and one movement could bring people into the atmosphere.
The scenes between him and Sang Wanci went back and forth, and they were mutually successful, so that outsiders were sweating because of Sang Wanci's performance of Lin Huairou.
This is also over.
Lu Zhiwei handed the small fan to Sang Wanci.
In the summer, wearing so much and so tightly, people will be too hot.
She originally planned to pass one to Luo Xinhan, but after the other party finished filming and exchanged hard work with Sang Wanci, he immediately went to look at the surveillance screen, and after confirming that there was no problem, he rushed to the side and stayed there.
No intention of socializing at all.
Social fear is really difficult.
"Is it too hot?" Lu Zhiwei asked Sang Wanci.
Sang Wanci nodded slightly and said, "It's okay."
Lu Zhiwei found that she could really bear it.
The headache is fine too.
The heat is also okay.
Lu Zhiwei smiled helplessly, and unscrewed a bottle of cold mineral water for her.
Sang Wanci asked: "Zhiwei, was I able to act just now?"
Lu Zhiwei joined in: "Of course you can. Both of you acted very well. As an audience, I was sweating for you."
Sang Wanci was relieved, and then said: "Zhiwei also performed very well."
Lu Zhiwei glanced at her forehead, and asked worriedly: "How is it, did you have a headache just now?"
Sang Wanci shook her head and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Zhiwei, I never had a headache when I was working."
Lu Zhiwei suddenly realized, and felt extremely surprised.
So this intruder is somehow... kind
No, kindness shit.
It's not kind at all to attack the world indiscriminately and give her girlfriend a headache! ! !
She shook her head to get the ridiculous thought out of her mind.
Seeing this, Sang Wanci asked curiously, "What's the matter Zhiwei?"
Lu Zhi smiled and said, "It's okay, I just think you're 'sensible' for your headache."
When Sang Wanci heard the words, she didn't say anything and drank water quietly.
…
In the evening, there is still a scene between the two of them, and they can call it a day after filming.
After dinner, refresh yourself, and all departments are back in place.
Lu Zhiwei is still dressed as a little beggar, but this time his limbs and face are much whiter.
The Zhou family is a luxurious family and will not tolerate a beggar walking around dirty.
Lin Huairou remembered the little beggar's wound and planned to visit her at night.
Before leaving, he looked back at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table.
After thinking for a moment, Cui Luo still let Cui Luo take it.
There is a small quiet pool in front of the house where the goddess is settled.
Lu Zhiwei sat on the stone beside the quiet pool, stretched out his injured leg, and propped his chin quietly watching the koi swimming happily in the pool.
She's dutifully playing a wounded mortal.
In the lens, the bright white moon is reflected on the surface of the pool, like a pearl falling into the world.
The appearance of a goddess is also reflected on the surface of the pool.
After a while, Lin Huairou's reflection slowly appeared on the surface of the pool.
The goddess paused, then raised her head.
They looked at the moon across the pool.
"Ma'am, you are here."
The goddess did not forget the identity of the injured, and struggled to get up.
The foot bells jingle, crisp and sweet.
Seeing this, Lin Huairou hurriedly stepped over to hold her elbow, his expression was still so indifferent: "Since you're injured, why don't you take a good rest indoors?"
"It's stuffy in the room," said the goddess.
Lin Huairou helped her into the room and sat down, caring about her wound.
The goddess said that everything was fine, and insisted that she should stay to repay her kindness.
Lin Huairou's expression was still indifferent: "This is not urgent, it is important to heal the injury."
The goddess said: "Madam, you are such a good person."
Lin Huairou didn't respond to these words, neither happy nor sad.
She turned her head to let Cuiluo put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table.
The goddess looked at the plate of pastries.
Under the faint candlelight, the neatly arranged and delicate sweet-scented osmanthus cake looks extraordinarily delicious.
She has seen all these on her altar, so it is not surprising.
Lin Huairou hasn't spoken yet.
Cui Luo spoke first: "Little beggar, this is our wife's favorite pastry. She specially brought it to share with you. You must remember our wife's kindness, and don't let her bodhisattva heart down."
Lin Huairou frowned and glanced at her.
Cui Luo immediately shut up.
Lin Huairou ordered her to withdraw.
"I'm sorry, Cui Luo is usually a bitch, she likes to talk to others, she doesn't mean anything malicious." Lin Huaiju said.
The goddess didn't care about Cuiluo's attitude, she only noticed what Cuiluo said, "This is our wife's favorite pastry".
favorite
But how did she remember that when Lin Huairou returned home, she only raised the curtain of the car when passing by the chestnut cake stall
The way Lin Huairou looked at the chestnut cake back then, he clearly liked it. When I passed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I didn't even look at it.
Why did the sweet-scented osmanthus cake become Lin Huairou's favorite cake here
She picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and asked, "So Madam likes sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Lin Huairou nodded and said yes, and reached out to take a piece.
As a result, his expression changed after eating, and it didn't look like he was eating something he liked at all.
The goddess didn't ask any more questions, she gritted her teeth and took a bite.
—her followers, will lie.
It's a short one, but I took it several times.
Because Guo Hui has been adjusting the angle of looking at the pool.
The seventh time is finally over.
Happy to call it a day, everyone.
…
The filming of the crew went smoothly.
When focusing on other people's scenes, Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci will feel more relaxed.
But the two of them didn't relax either, either they were playing against each other or they were on the way to play against each other.
After the scene that night, the two kissed behind the door for a while and then reluctantly parted.
There is still a scene to be filmed tomorrow, she can't be too tired here for too long.
"Let's go, be good, go to bed early."
Lu Zhiwei returns to the room with the script in his arms.
After taking a shower, I recited my lines for a while.
When she came to her senses again, it was past twelve o'clock.
She hurriedly put away the script, brushed her teeth and turned off the lights, and climbed into bed to sleep.
After a while, she seemed to feel something, and slowly opened her eyes to look out the window.
I saw a black hole suddenly cracked on the black sky.
The next second, a monster claw slowly stretched out.
It is covered with scales, and the two claws are thick and sharp, as if it is using these two claws to cut through the void.
Lu Zhiwei suddenly opened his eyes wide: "???"
She subconsciously got up from the bed and rubbed her eyes wildly.
— still.
She covered her mouth in shock.
No, no, really want the boss to fight little monsters? ?
She was just about to call Lao Wu.
As a result, the claw was suddenly sucked back the next moment, and the split sky was instantly stitched back together.
The world calmed down again, as if nothing had happened.
Lu Zhiwei rubbed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, the monster's claws were indeed gone.
She was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell is... what's going on
Then she heard old Wu let out a sigh of relief: [...It's so dangerous, but fortunately I'm quick and can fix it quickly.]
Lu Zhiwei: "???"
Lao Wu briefly explained: [The intruder did it, that guy was overwhelmed.]
Lu Zhiwei was dumbfounded.
Old Wu comforted her: [Unexpected accident. It's all right now, I've fixed the program, and I've forcefully upgraded the entire program, so I won't be so easily poked out by that guy next time.]
Lu Zhiwei was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Mom... is this a little monster?"
Old Wu: [Yes.
[If you let the world be chaotic, you will be able to see the boss fight this monster in the future.]
"..."
If it wasn't for Lao Wu watching, she really didn't know what to do.
Her mind is now full of the monster's V-shaped claws.
It feels like a monster crossing time and space, come here for a comparison, take a photo as a souvenir and leave...
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help sighing with emotion: "Wow..."
[…]
Old Wu: [Now is not the time to let you admire, go to bed quickly.]
Lu Zhiwei asked confusedly: "I'll get up tomorrow, won't this thing make headlines?"
Lao Wu said firmly: [With me here, no.]
Lu Zhiwei immediately felt relieved: "That's all right."
Lao Wu urged: [Go to sleep, I'll be watching, nothing will happen.]
Only then did Lu Zhiwei lie down again, trying his best to throw Bee's monster out of his mind, brewing sleepiness.
On the other side, Sang Wanci was still awake.
She was sitting on a chair by the window, with her head tilted and propped up, her fingertips resting on her temples.
His eyes stopped outside the window, fixed on the sky.
"What is that..." She made a puzzled voice.