You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

At the end of the day's recording, the crew had to walk for another hour on the path that only two people could pass side by side.

Walk back to the main road, and finally drive to the hotel that the crew booked for the actors.

Jiang Qiyu didn't feel tired after filming for a whole day, but she didn't expect to spend this long hour.

When she got back to the hotel, she was too tired to speak well.

Who the hell came up with this money-saving and stupid way of rubbing scenes?

As soon as she got back to the room, she went straight to the bathroom, and after washing off the exhaustion of the whole day, she lay on the bed to recharge.

The empty brain automatically began to recall the shooting this afternoon, and couldn't help but think of the person who was obviously not there, but was everywhere.

"..."

After lying on the bed for a few minutes, Jiang Qiyu suddenly moved again.

She took out her phone and clicked on WeChat, looking at the chat records on it, she frowned slightly.

The time of the chat was still yesterday, and the conversation between the two was relatively brief:

[Yu: I've been discharged from the hospital. 】

[The spear dipped in shit pokes whoever dies: Congratulations. 】

[Yu: That's all? 】

[Yu: Don't plan to say anything else? 】

[Spike dipped in shit and poked someone to death, retracted a message]

[The spear dipped in shit and poked someone to death: I said I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe it? 】

[Yu: Do you want to say that you are disqualified after drinking? 】

[The spear dipped in shit pokes whoever dies: Disqualification!What a disqualification!Damn the old slave! 】

【Over:......】

[Yu: You really deserve to die. 】

At that time, she was about to board the plane, and faced with Qi Yu's resentment, she didn't have the courage to reply.

Scrolling down, it is the conversation during the day today, which is also very simple:

【More: [Share link]】

He didn't say anything, but just shared a post on the official account with the title——

"Grandpa's generation touched hands for a lifetime, father's generation kissed for a lifetime, but in our generation, how can we last a lifetime?" "

At that time, Jiang Qiyu was playing a game, and it was at a critical moment, so she didn't click in to take a closer look.

I just glanced at the title briefly and replied:

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies: The minister retreats. 】

[The spear dipped in shit and pokes whoever dies: This time retreat! 】

[Over: roll]

The conversation ended here, and she rolled away smoothly without saying a word.

"Ugh......"

Looking at the brief chat record on the screen, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

My weak young master who can't take care of himself, who knew that a kiss could almost kill someone?

Qi's legal department won't sue her for premeditated murder, right?

How did she...

There is a knife on the head of the word color, the ancients did not deceive me.

Jiang Qiyu was lying on the bed holding her mobile phone and sighing.

Suddenly, a video call came in without warning.

"boom"

She didn't hold the phone firmly and smashed it hard on the face.

"hiss......"

Raising her hand and rubbing the bridge of her nose that was hit, Jiang Qiyu turned on her phone and took a look——

Yes, the young master is here to collect debts.

She first got up and sat cross-legged on the bed, then straightened her clothes.

Only then did he show a sincere smile, and solemnly pressed the connect button.

"..."

Looking at the handsome face in the video that once fascinated her, she castigated herself in her heart.

With an embarrassed smile on her face, Jiang Qiyu first waved to him and said hello:

"Mr. Qi, good evening..."

The surrounding environment of the man on the opposite side is dim, and only his face, barely illuminated by the light source of the mobile phone screen, can be seen clearly in the picture.

The expression on Qi Yu's face was calm and no emotion could be seen, he just looked at the camera quietly with downcast eyes, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Finished?"

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Qiyu nodded, with a rare obedience on her face.

She wasn't surprised at all that Qi Yu knew her itinerary, after all, there was Sister Chen, a teammate who was the most supportive father.

As if pleased by her docile attitude, the man's brows and eyes slightly curved, his voice gradually softened:

"How was the shooting today? Is it going well?"

Hearing his question, Jiang Qiyu, who was still a little bit reluctant to let go, regained her spirits in an instant, and immediately held up her mobile phone and began to confide vividly:

"Let me tell you, you don't know how stupid this crew is. They actually thought of a way to save money by walking a few kilometers to other people's houses, but..."

As she said that, she seemed to think of something again, and her slightly frowned brows instantly relaxed, and she narrowed her eyes and said cheerfully:

"I'm very satisfied with today's scene. If I had known earlier that I could come here to film opposite Lu Heng, it would be worth it even at my own expense. It's so cool..."

"......and many more."

On the opposite side, Qi Yue's expression froze slightly:

"What did you say last sentence?"

"It's... so cool?"

"One more sentence."

"Even if it's at your own expense...is it worth it?"

"......And then on."

"I knew I could come here to film a rivalry with Lu Heng?"

After she repeated this sentence in confusion, Qi Yu's eyelids twitched slightly:

"You and Lu Heng are in the same crew?"

"Yup!"

Jiang Qiyu didn't doubt that he was there, she immediately nodded fiercely, and then continued excitedly:

"You don't know, the boy's face today is like a donkey who was blindfolded and tortured for three days and three nights. After taking off the blindfold, he found that he was still in the same place!"

"..."

Qi Yu was speechless by her metaphor, and curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

"Jiang Qiyu,"

Then, his eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly changed the subject amidst her disregard for the appearance of laughing:

"What kind of relationship do you think we have now?"

This sentence made the person who was laughing uproariously put away his bared teeth in an instant.

"..."

To be honest, she doesn't know what kind of relationship they are now.

Saying that the colleagues are too distant, saying that the couple is too one-sided, saying that they are the young master and the old slave, are too careless.

But you can't use Yu Xiaoyu's "lip friendship" to deal with him...

For a moment, she didn't know how to speak, and Jiang Qiyu, who was indecisive, took a detour and simply put it down:

"I don't know either, why don't you go to the temple and ask the Bodhisattva another day."

"..."

Facing her rambling answer, Qi Yue on the opposite side was not only not angry, but his brows and eyes were slightly curved and his smile gradually became stronger, and even his voice gradually softened:

"Okay, then I will go to the Bodhisattva to ask for clarification some other day."

In this way, this somewhat sensitive topic was tacitly skipped.

But at the same time, both of them knew in their hearts that something had begun to change.

But what exactly is different?

Jiang Qiyu hasn't tasted anything yet.

Because she and Qi Yu were so speculative in the video chat, she fell asleep without knowing it.

This sleep came the next morning.

"..."

She turned around in a daze.

Before he woke up from his drowsiness, he heard the man's slightly hoarse and lazy voice:

"You are dreaming."

"......how do you know?"

Jiang Qiyu still hadn't woken up yet, so she replied subconsciously:

"I dreamed about you last night."

"What did you dream about me?"

"I dreamed that we were invaded by aliens..."

As she spoke, her mind gradually cleared up, and the words on her lips became:

"Then I rushed to the front to fight the aliens to protect you. You don't even know how brave I am in my dream!"

"..."

After she finished speaking, she heard the man on the opposite side be silent for a few seconds, followed by the sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

"Jiang Qiyu..."

Qi Yu's voice was still low and hoarse as if he had just woken up, but his tone was not as sharp and sharp as usual, and he couldn't help but laugh:

"Did you know that when you sleep, you not only move around, but also like to talk in your dreams?"

"Ah?" Jiang Qiyu suddenly had a bad feeling:

"What did I say?"

"You say: 'The Alien Tailord, he's hiding here.'"