That's all for today's scene.
Call it a day.
Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci went back to the dressing room to remove their makeup and change their clothes.
The two parted in front of Lu Zhiwei's room door.
"I'll come back after I take a shower." Sang Wanci said.
Luzhi nodded with a smile.
Wenwen watched them leave with her, and turned to ask curiously, "Miss Zhiwei, what else do you need? Why did Teacher Sang come over after taking a shower?"
Lu Zhiwei's hand pressing the doorknob paused slightly.
Turning around, he shook the script in his hand.
"Teach each other 'acting skills'."
I really didn't expect that one day she would be led by their serious-looking teacher Sang to say such cryptic words.
Wenwen immediately expressed admiration: "Sister, you are really dedicated to your work, and you are still reading your notebook after work is over.
"And I just want to go home and sleep when I'm done..."
For social animals, sleep is never enough.
It is too painful to use time not for sleep and play, but also for work!
Lu Zhi smiled slightly, and raised his hand to touch her head: "Then go back and rest, there is nothing to do today, and you don't have to come over to deliver breakfast tomorrow morning, I want to sleep more, and you should too.
"Don't come here if you have anything to do, just make a phone call."
Wenwen blinked: "Then what should you do if you're hungry?"
Lu Zhiwei: "I can still order takeaway when I'm hungry. I'm such a big person, I know how to take care of myself, don't worry."
Wenwen nodded: "Okay, if you have something to do, Miss Wei, please call me!"
Lu Zhiwei smiled: "Have a good rest, good night."
Wenwen: "Good night!"
Wenwen left happily.
Miss Zhiwei is so kind, Miss Zhiwei is so considerate!
Lu Zhiwei enters the room and closes the door.
Put down the script, turn on the air conditioner, take your clothes and take a shower.
After taking a shower, she specially sprayed on some perfume for Sang Wanci.
Since they entered the group, it has already been the first ten days of August in the blink of an eye.
The weather is still very hot, and the small fan cannot be taken off every day.
Especially Sang Wanci and Luo Xinhan.
When you return to your room at night, you will naturally turn on the air conditioner to cool off.
Besides, it will heat up in a while...
Lu Zhiwei sat on the sofa with the script in his arms and read it, waiting for Sang Wanci while watching.
At this time, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, it was Lu Sijiao's call.
At the same time, someone knocked on the door.
She had no choice but to open the door while answering the phone.
"Hey, Jiaojiao, what's the matter?"
As soon as the door was opened, Sang Wanci heard her on the phone.
Sang Wanci walked into the room and closed the door for her.
Put down the script and hug her gently from behind.
Sang Wanci put her chin on Lu Zhiwei's shoulder, a clear and elegant fragrance lingered in her nose.
She approached her neck, sniffed it carefully, lowered her eyes and chuckled.
—Her Zhiwei sprayed perfume on her.
Lu Zhiwei clearly felt her warm breath brushing against his neck.
Gently, itchy, like a feather scratching.
Something inside of me was getting weird.
Afraid that her tone of voice was wrong, she cleared her throat before continuing to talk to Lu Sijiao: "Yeah, the filming went well. Well, the atmosphere of the crew is very good, everyone is very good. Eat? Of course there is good eat.
"Boyfriend? What do you think, where is my boyfriend?"
Hearing this, Sang Wanci slowly hugged her a little tighter.
Soft red lips nibbled at the tips of her ears, and her hands were like swimming snakes, restless at all.
"I have a girlfriend." She whispered in her ear, at a volume only the two of them could hear.
Even so, Lu Zhiwei subconsciously pulled the phone away.
She frowned, and turned to look at Sang Wanci, her expression was neither uncomfortable nor happy, as if she was being tortured at an intermediate point.
A torture that can make people restless at any time.
But she spoiled the culprit so much that she couldn't push her away.
Lu Sijiao's voice came from the receiver: "Sister? Are you listening?"
Lu Zhiwei hurriedly grabbed Sang Wanci's dexterous fingertips, and put the phone to his ear again: "I'm listening, I've just dropped something, what's wrong?"
Sang Wanci liked the way she looked at him just now, as if he had found some fun, he played tricks on her tirelessly.
Kiss and bite and lick, touch and knead and pinch.
Like a naughty kid in class.
"Sister, are you done?" She whispered in Lu Zhiwei's ear.
Lu Zhiwei's mind was hooked and teased by her, and his mind was in a mess.
He could only pull himself together and roughly responded to Lu Sijiao, hoping to end the call early and talk to him next time.
"Yeah... resting.
"Huh? Do you want to come to visit the class? Well... whatever you want, you can do it.
"Next time, I don't have time recently, come back when my sister is free.
"Jiaojiao, my sister is very tired from filming today, I want to rest early...
"Well, dear, good night, you go to bed early too."
Lu Zhiwei finally hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.
The person behind was still "mischievous": "Mr. Lu, are you going to sleep?"
Lu Zhiwei put down the phone, smiled and turned around to wrap her arms around her neck: "Will our teacher, Sang, sleep with me?"
Sang Wanci smiled and said one word: "Yes."
Lu Zhiwei paused for a moment before realizing what was wrong: "You kid is really..."
Sang Wanci kissed her on the lips, this time she didn't add it herself: "What is it?"
When Lu Zhiwei heard the words, he took the initiative to hook the man's neck and greeted him with his lips.
"It's my favorite person."
The night is long.
Lips and tongues touch each other, hug each other tightly, and rub their necks together.
With five fingers submerged in the soft hair, they poured out their love for each other in the most secret place, and even the breath they exhaled contained each other's name.
…
Lu Zhiwei took the shower and washed away the thin sweat from the back of Sang Wanci's neck.
Sang Wanci hugged her, buried her face in the crook of her neck, and remained motionless.
The two chatted while washing, from the plot to the characters, to whose house they were going to spend the New Year, and finally they talked about cohabitation.
"My sister will move in with me, okay?"
Her house is very big, and it is too spacious to live alone.
She still likes when Lu Zhiwei is around, even lying on the sofa to kill time becomes the sweetest enjoyment in the world.
She hugged Lu Zhiwei tightly while talking, her voice was lazy and gentle: "I will let Xiaoqiu buy a lot of vegetables and put them in the refrigerator, we cook together, and go downstairs for a walk after dinner.
"Watch the sunset together in the evening, and watch the snow together in winter.
"When summer comes, let's go to Guanyue Cliff together, and watch the sea while eating watermelon."
Love is great, love is also ordinary.
This is what she wants to do with Lu Zhiwei, and it is the best she can think of.
She doesn't need vigorous love, and that's fine.
Lu Zhiwei listened quietly.
Every word Sang Wanci said could form a warm picture in her mind.
Every part of the painting is embellished with her yearning and expectation.
"Okay," she said with a smile, "we live together."
Sang Wanci withdrew from her embrace, his eyes fixed on her: "Really?"
Lu Zhiwei nodded: "Well, really."
As long as they don't say anything, no one suspects that they are living together as a couple.
Everyone just treats them as good friends.
What happened to living together with good friends
Ying Xize used to live at a friend's house!
The siblings just want to be neat and tidy!
Lu Zhiwei exaggerated: "Ah, I'm going to live at Teacher Sang's house. Is it not good to eat and drink for free? Do I have to pay rent?"
Sang Wanci smiled lightly: "Yes, I have to hand it in."
She kissed her lips: "Every night."
"Every night? Teacher Sang, you belong to oppression."
"Mr. Lu doesn't like it?"
"..."
"Ok?"
"I still like it very much..."
Sang Wanci took off the shower in Lu Zhiwei's hand and hung it back to its original position, and became restless again.
"Ms. Lu," she whispered to her, "I have to hand it in from now on."
The affection is lingering, and it is hard to stop.
Lu Zhiwei accepts his fate honestly.
She can't live up to Teacher Sang's hard work in order to let her sleep a little longer tomorrow.
In order to repay Teacher Sang, she also had to let her sleep for a while tomorrow.
…
I had a sweet and sweet sleep with my girlfriend, and slept happily for another morning. The two of them were in good spirits and refreshed.
New day new job.
The only thing that remains the same is that the weather is still hot.
After changing the costumes and putting on makeup, the actors took their positions.
In this scene, the goddess sympathized with others and helped Lin Huairou change her life without authorization, so the relationship between the two became much closer.
Lin Huairou went to the temple to worship the goddess as usual.
The goddess stood outside the temple.
This time, Lin Huairou did not tell her about her depression.
In the camera, Lu Zhiwei stands silently outside the hall, thinking.
All her life, Lin Huairou has been a virtuous and virtuous wife, a filial and obedient daughter, and a well-run mistress.
She has a bodhisattva heart and never made a mistake, but she doesn't think for herself at all.
Now she is still burdened by her husband, and her death is approaching.
The goddess thought about it, but she didn't understand what her believers did wrong to suffer this catastrophe.
"Ah Yue."
Goddess turned around.
Lin Huairou raised his hand: "Let's go."
The goddess nodded yes, and skillfully supported her.
The temple is quiet.
The pilgrims who came and went were silent, and no one dared to disturb the pure place of the goddess.
Lu Zhiwei supported Sang Wanci's arm.
The two walked slowly towards the gate of the temple.
The camera advances slowly with their steps, and the rhythm is orderly.
The goddess lowered her eyebrows and asked softly, "What wish did Madam make to the goddess?"
Lin Huairou is also used to her straightforward temper: "It's nothing."
The goddess asked again: "Is the madam praying for the master?"
Lin Huairou replied lightly, "Yes."
Just think of her as praying for Zhou Mingshan.
The goddess said: "The madam and the master are really harmonious."
This time Lin Huairou paused for a long time before giving a soft "hmm".
The qin and se are harmonious, and the case is grand.
Isn't that how the world sees them
She loves him...she has to love him.
"Master loves Madam so much, he will listen to what Madam says, right?"
"..."
"Ma'am, excuse me for taking the liberty of Ah Yue, have you ever persuaded the master to ask him to do good deeds?"
Ever persuaded
Of course I did.
But how could Zhou Mingshan listen to her
Zhou Mingshan's face of telling her to mind her own business flashed in Lin Huairou's mind.
She closed her eyes and opened them again, exhaustion was written in her eyes.
"Ah Yue, don't ask this matter again."
She is used to her because she finds the shadow of her past in her.
She can't get back to her former self, at least she can still protect a little maid, Ah Yue.
But that doesn't mean she has nothing to say to her.
Between them, they are still master and servant.
Goddess has figured out her temperament these days, as well as the way the couple get along.
With just one look from Lin Huairou, she could know the answer.
That would be even more absurd.
What is wrong with Lin Huairou's wife
Didn't she say it? Did she not do it? Didn't she once save her little beggar with a broken leg
The husband has the heart of a snake and scorpion, but the wife has the heart of a bodhisattva...
The rhythm is in place and the timing is right.
Guo Hui signaled another actor to come on stage.
After the goddess and Lin Huairou had a brief conversation, a man suddenly came out from behind.
He was dressed plainly, his face was tanned black, he was holding a sharp dagger in his hand, his eyes were tearing open, and he was rushing towards Lin Huairou.
"Bitch, pay for my father's life!"
Lin Huairou turned around after hearing the sound.
The man is already approaching.
The sun fell on the dagger, and the reflected knife light fell on Lin Huairou's slender neck, as if foretelling her fate.
Lin Huairou's beautiful eyes opened wide, and she subconsciously raised her hands to cover them.
At this critical moment, the goddess suddenly stood between the two of them, blocking the knife with her body.
Blood poured out.
The man watched in astonishment as the goddess blocked the knife with her body.
Having killed an innocent life for no reason, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
"No... I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to kill Lin Huairou... How could this be..."
Goddess was pale, so she pushed him hard.
—Let's go, there is a grievance and a debtor. Killing Lin Huairou will not eliminate your grievances, and God will not blame you.
She can't die.
But she was still in some pain.
Lin Huairou watched in surprise as the goddess blocked the knife for him.
The goddess fell into her arms, and she covered her wound with blood on her hands.
The monks in the temple swarmed up and pressed the assailant to the ground.
Lin Huairou shouted "Come here" with helpless eyes, this was the first time that Zhou's matriarch showed panic.
The picture here does not use sound.
In the quiet world, the lead actors and actresses are all anxious and flustered, either for the wounded or for the perpetrators.
Silence is better than sound, and the picture is enriched immediately.
The actors are all in great shape.
Guo Hui immediately asked all departments to start shooting the next one.
They didn't go back.
The goddess is lying on the bed in the temple.
The murderer has been tied up, waiting for Zhou Mingshan's release.
After investigation, he was the son of the fortune teller who was beaten to death by Zhou Mingshan.
He hated Zhou Mingshan's evil deeds and was unable to do anything to him, so he thought of harming Lin Huairou.
Didn't outsiders say that Zhou Mingshan liked this wife the most? Killing her, Zhou Mingshan must be very painful!
Lin Huairou was taking care of the goddess.
She really didn't expect the girl in yellow in front of her to save the Lord with her own body.
She asked if there was anything wrong with her.
Lying on her back, the goddess said softly to her: "It hurts..."
The incident happened suddenly, and she didn't know whether she saved the believer out of pity for Lin Huairou or out of instinct.
All she knew was that she had done it.
Since she couldn't use spells indiscriminately on mortals, that's what she did.
When Lin Huairou heard the words, he suddenly said, "Ah Yue, I'm sorry."
The goddess looked up at her.
Lin Huairou's eyes were full of guilt: "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster, I'm sorry..."
The goddess suddenly wanted to laugh.
Those who are wrong do not feel that they are wrong, but those who are right have to apologize here.
In this secular world, there is such an absurd reason
Her believers must have a lot of grievances buried in their hearts.
It is written here in the script that the goddess smiled at Lin Huairou, telling her not to be unhappy.
Lu Zhiwei felt that it was a bit monotonous to just say and laugh like that.
The goddess is not bound by the world, she is bold and unrestrained, and the same is true for Lin Huairou.
So Lu Zhiwei added a little extra movement.
"Ma'am, you are right," she raised her hand, gently and gently wiped Lin Huairou's frown, "Don't be unhappy..."
Smile, my believers.
I don't think I've ever seen you smile.
You are so beautiful, you must look good when you smile.
Lin Huairou was stunned.
Since she married into the Zhou family, no one told her not to be unhappy. Everyone thought that she was living a good life, living a happy life, and she was the luckiest woman in the world.
Dudu Ah Yue is different.
She'd say "ma'am, you don't look happy".
She will make her laugh.
She even told her "don't be unhappy" when she was hurt.
In the world, Ah Yue seems to be the only one who remembers that she is also a person with seven emotions and six desires.
Guo Hui felt that Lu Zhiwei's action was just right.
The Goddess already wanted to see Lin Huairou smile. She began to have human emotions, and she was willing to get closer, so it made sense to touch her followers.
That's why Guo Hui didn't tell them to stop and let them continue.
in the shot.
Lu Zhiwei was lying down with drooping eyelids and a fragile expression: "Ma'am, I'm sleepy..."
Sang Wanci gently put down her hand and covered her with a quilt: "Then you have a good rest."
The whole room retreated.
The Goddess alone rested in the house.
Lin Huairou asked the doctor and goddess about her injuries outside the door.
The doctor shook his head: "Her injury is in the chest, and the puncture is deep. I have been treating patients for decades, and I have never seen anyone survive in this situation. Mrs. Zhou, I have tried my best, and the rest... Let's see fate."
After Lin Huairou finished listening, his brows became more and more tight.
The actor playing the doctor exits.
In the camera, Lin Huairou is dressed in silk and satin, looking up at the sky, glamorous and helpless.
It passed after a few shots.
The weather is hot, Guo Hui asked everyone to eat some fruit and drink some water before continuing to shoot.
There is a play in the evening.
Knowing that his wife had been killed, Zhou Mingshan rushed to the temple to angrily kill the fortune-teller's son. Lin Huairou didn't want to see her husband commit another crime, so he secretly tried to save him and let him go.
The fortune teller's son knew that it was Lin Huairou who let him go, and wept bitterly on the spot, feeling deeply guilty.
The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. He shouldn't blame Lin Huairou for Zhou Mingshan's fault.
After filming the scene, it was almost dark.
Zhou Mingshan, played by Luo Xinhan, came in front of the injured goddess, went through a scene, approved her behavior, and allowed her to be Lin Huairou's personal maid, paving the way for the follow-up Goddess and Lin Huairou to have the opportunity to get closer.
Because in his eyes, Ah Yue, the Goddess, is a loyal dog who does not need to be questioned.
This time Ah Yue was able to protect Lin Huairou from the knife, and next time, she was like a dead soldier.
Luo Xinhan was still the same.
The performance was impeccable, and immediately shrank back after the performance, acting like a mushroom unwilling to socialize.
Lu Zhiwei sometimes wonders if his acting skills are so good because he wants to finish the show quickly and reduce social interaction.
This is probably... Social fear made him improve
After these performances, it's time for Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci's play—
It was getting late at this time.
Lin Huairou lifted the hem of her skirt, stepped into the hall, and knelt down reverently in front of the goddess statue.
On the other end, the goddess woke up slowly, and the wound on her chest was gradually healing.
The weapons of mortals have always been unable to hurt the gods in the slightest.
But she is a mortal now, how can mortal wounds heal so quickly inexplicably
So she could only cast spells to make the injury look the same.
After performing the spell, she closed her eyes to recuperate.
In an instant, she saw Lin Huairou coming to her goddess statue, as devout as before.
She knew that her disciples were looking for Qingning again, so she said nothing.
But this time she was wrong.
Lin Huairou spoke.
"Please Goddess bless Ah Yue safe and sound, she is innocent."
The goddess suddenly opened her eyes, unable to tell what it felt like.
The first time her followers spoke to her idol, it was to ask her to be safe...
She sits quietly on the couch.
After a long time, he raised his hand to dissolve the spell on his chest.
Then he opened the window and looked at the sky.
There is no moon tonight.
Above the sky, dark clouds billowed, as if they could be suppressed at any time.
Lightning flickered and tumbled among the clouds, about to fall.
This is God accusing her of recklessly changing the fate of mortals.
But she still doesn't regret it.
Just think of it as a miracle she gave to Lin Huairou alone.
Why should a good person give up his life for the mistakes of others
There is no such principle in heaven, nor on earth.
She closed the window and lay back down again.
Out of sight out of mind.
Just lying down, the door suddenly opened from the outside.
Lin Huairou came.
"Ma'am..."
The goddess sat up.
Lin Huairou hurriedly motioned her to lie down, closed the door before walking to her side and asked how she was feeling.
Seeing her anxious brows and eyes, the goddess smiled suddenly and said, "Ma'am, maybe it's Goddess' blessing, I feel like I'm all right...Madam, can you help me take a look?"
Lin Huairou lifted her collar half-believingly, but saw that the original bloody wound had disappeared, her skin was smooth and flawless, as if nothing had happened.
Lin Huairou was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled.
—It must be blessed by the goddess!
"It's okay, Ah Yue," she breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."
The Goddess finally saw her smiling, like a flower blooming, so beautiful and amazing.
She suddenly felt that this miracle was worth it.
The goddess got up again: "Since I'm fine, I will escort Madam back to the house."
When Lin Huairou heard this, he immediately restrained his expression and ordered her to lie down and continue to rest.
"Although the goddess blesses your wounds to heal, you have shed so much blood and your body is still weak, so there is no need to rush away.
"Just rest here for one night and leave tomorrow morning."
"The lady—"
"I'm here with you."
The goddess was slightly startled, but also puzzled.
Under the orange candlelight, Lin Huairou's face was extremely gentle: "It's going to thunder outside, aren't you afraid of thunder?"
The goddess was suddenly speechless.
Lin Huairou still remembered what she said...
She stared blankly at Lin Huairou.
Lin Huairou supported her and gently placed her on the bed.
"Sleep, I'm here."
The goddess didn't know what was going on, so she closed her eyes obediently.
Unconsciously, he grabbed Lin Huairou's sleeve.
At this moment, her heart was inexplicably longing for Lin Huairou not to leave.
Living alone for thousands of years, God will be alone...
Lin Huairou glanced down at her hand, but didn't take it away.
In the picture, they are enveloped by soft candlelight, and the atmosphere is warm and beautiful, as if they can stay with each other forever, no matter what their status is.
"Ka—"
Guo Hui stood up in satisfaction: "This one is over, thank you for your hard work, this is what I shot tonight, let's all go back and have a good rest. Keep your spirits up and continue tomorrow."
…
Lu Sijiao wanted to visit the class.
Ying Xize happened to be going to visit the class too.
The two hit it off immediately, and were going to pick a time when everyone was free and go there together.
Lu Sijiao was very excited when she thought of seeing her sister filming with her own eyes.
—That must be fun!