The actor is my predecessor who was scumbag

There was a slip on the top: "You can take advantage of the enthusiasm of consuming movie kings to pick up a few more, and you will have no chance in the future."

Jian Huai's heart sank.

Jiao Yinzhen saw that he was suddenly silent, and was a little surprised: "Why, you don't know how to make a movie, did you really have any relationship with the actor?"

Jian Huai hurriedly shook his head: "No."

"That's the best." Jiao Yinzhen glanced at him, "Generally, after this kind of drama ends, in order to prevent some bad influences, the cooperating actors should not be in the same frame for many years, and there will be no chance to cooperate gone."

Jian Huai was shocked: "How come..."

Jiao Yinzhen looked at him with a rare and strange expression: "This is the rule, maybe now you can still use Shen Yingdi's hot contact notice to make a face, after that, it will almost disappear."

"..."

Like a heavy stone weighing on her heart, Jian Huai almost couldn't breathe.

He also thought.

I thought we could at least be friends.

I didn't expect Xiao He to be successful and Xiao He to be defeated. This drama is not the beginning, but the end.

Jiao Yinzhen didn't care about the small artist's current thoughts, and continued to help Zhang Luo announce. There are not many artists under her, and finally there is a improvement, so she can't let it go.

…………

"It's foggy, everyone pay attention to safety!"

Director Guo held the script in one hand and pinched his waist with the other, looked up at the bad weather, and couldn't help frowning.

The assistant director was smoking a cigarette beside him: "There are not many shots on the exterior, so it's better to shoot the important scenes indoors as much as possible."

"Unlucky." After all, Director Guo is still a believer in metaphysics, "We just started working, and the weather is so bad."

Jian Huai changed into the costume and came out of the waiting room, seeing the director standing not far away with a worried expression on his face, hesitating whether to go there now.

Director Guo saw him out of the corner of his eye, and was very happy: "Xiao Huai! Come here!"

Jian Huai smiled and said respectfully, "Director Guo."

Director Guo put his hand on Jian Huai's shoulder intimately: "Thank you for your hard work, this scene will be the last highlight between you and Shen Xiangheng."

The last game.

Jian Huai was already mentally prepared: "I know, thank you for taking care of me all the time, I will do my best!"

Guo Dao laughed: "Don't say that, you are pretty good."

Jian Huai found that since Director Guo knew that he knew Gerald, he treated him more than a little bit more kindly.

Just as he was talking, Shen Xiangheng who was not far away also came over. He was wearing a black gold robe, and his tall body fully supported the aura of the majestic and noble robe. Because this scene is very important, the stylist and costume designer also followed Next time, Shen Xiangheng's makeup is very serious, with sharp brows.

Director Guo beckoned: "Come, come, come quickly."

Shen Xiangheng came over and sat down on the rocking chair: "This morning, you are very motivated."

Guo Dao rolled his eyes at him.

Jian Huai has always been afraid to participate in this kind of bickering between big bosses, nothing else, it's too easy to accidentally hurt, gods fight, and mortals suffer.

Director Guo took Shen Xiangheng to talk to him about the play: "In this scene, after Guan Zhiwen stole the secrets of the palace, the prince came to question him, and he killed the prince."

Jian Huai nodded.

"In your heart..." Guo Dao paused, "Actually, there are hesitation and reluctance, but compared to your own personal relationship, there are hundreds of souls in the family, you can't be unfair, you have entanglements and hesitation , but more is a trade-off.”

Jian Huai savored the taste, and said, "I understand, don't worry, in fact, I have been thinking about Guan Zhiwen for more than a month, and I will definitely grasp it later."

Director Guo was satisfied: "Come on, it's not a good day today, let's fight for your last few scenes."

Jian Huai nodded: "I know."

Not far away, Shen Xiangheng was sitting on a chair, holding the script in one hand and reciting the play. Director Guo rarely talked about his plays, but he never missed them.

Jian Huai wanted to go over and say a few words, but suddenly remembered what Jiao Yinzhen said, and hesitated for a while.

After clearing the scene not far away, they shouted, "It's done!"

A group of staff were in place, and everyone was in good condition after two days of rest. After all departments were in place, the field recorder began to prepare for the board.

""Moonset Wutiao" No.40, one scene, one shot! Action!"

The door of the bedroom was pushed open from the outside, and Shen Xiangheng stood at the door. His body was covered with a layer of strong hostility, his face was gloomy, and he held a blood-stained sword in his hand.

Jian Huai sat on the chair, motionless.

Shen Xiangheng's footsteps stopped in front of him, Jianfeng pointed directly at Jian Huai's eyebrows, and said sharply, "What else do you want to say?"

Jian Huai's hands on the table curled up unconsciously: "Since the prince has already made up his mind, why bother to ask."

The room fell silent.

Shen Xiangheng held the sword, lifted Jian Huai's chin vigorously, and forced him to look at him: "This king wants you to say it yourself."

"..."

Jian Huai looked directly at him with dark eyes, forbearance and pain.

Shen Xiangheng waited stubbornly for a reply, the sound of fighting outside the room was endless, the palace was in flames, and the room was desperate and silent.

half an hour.

Jian Huai said in a deep voice, "It's not me."

"Bang!"

The sword fell to the ground, Shen Xiangheng stood in front of Jian Huai, blood flowed from his body, the ground where he was standing was already bright red.

Jian Huai: "You're hurt."

Shen Xiangheng half-kneeled in front of him: "I don't hurt."

Jian Huai looked at him silently.

"They all said that you betrayed me." Shen Xiangheng raised his face and looked at him, "It hurts me when I think that it might really be you."

Jian Huai touched his face, inch by inch.

Shen Xiangheng's arms let him fall into his arms.

The corner of Jian Huai's mouth curled into a smile: "I also hurt."

A dagger pierced into Shen Xiangheng's heart from behind. Jian Huai took a deep breath, looking at the hundreds of people in his family who died tragically: "My lord, I also hurt..."

The dagger that pierced Shen Xiangheng's back not only pierced Shen Xiangheng's heart, but also directly severed all the love between the two.

The Ninth Prince himself was seriously injured, and the person he loved the most gave him the final fatal blow.

He sat there silently, although he was dying, he could still speak.He could have called his cronies outside to come in, but he didn't.

Jian Huai said hoarsely, "Why don't you let them come in and kill me?"

Shen Xiangheng took off the jade pendant with trembling hands, blood soon stained the jade pendant red, he put the jade pendant in Jian Huai's hand: "Let's go."

Jian Huai looked at him in astonishment.

Shen Xiangheng's breath was empty, and he said hoarsely, "Take...it and leave the palace."

"Card! Pass!"

The director's team had already sent a message, indicating that the scene had passed, and Shen Xiangheng sat up from where he was, and took off the prop knife.

Jian Huai sat on the spot in a daze, took a few deep breaths, and burst into tears.

Self-blame, pain, guilt, the play stopped, but these emotions didn't, they swept over and overwhelmed people, Jian Huai buried his face, sat there crying uncontrollably, trembling uncontrollably , panting fiercely, tears falling down in strings.

Shen Xiangheng paused.

Director Guo came over, stood not far away, and slapped his forehead: "There is no play."

Jian Huai's eyes were full of tears, he was out of breath from crying, all he could see was the pool of blood, and Shen Xiangheng's disappointed eyes.

Shen Xiangheng by his side moved closer and patted him on the back: "It's over."

As soon as Jian Huai heard his voice, his heart ached even worse. He threw himself into Shen Xiangheng's arms, choking, "I'm sorry."

Shen Xiangheng froze.

"I'm sorry." Jian Huai cried and repeated, "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

Everyone in the crew was stunned. Everyone thought that Jian Huai might not be able to make a show, but they didn't expect it to be so serious. It's really terrible.

Shen Xiangheng patted him on the back silently.

Jian Huai sobbed until his whole body was trembling. The six years of self-blame and guilt were strictly guarded and imprisoned in the heart wall. At this moment, it seemed that he suddenly found an outlet, and it was out of control.

"Sorry……"

Time passed by every minute and every second, Jian Huai seemed to want to shed all the tears of these six years, there was no end to it.

The person in his arms was crying hoarsely.

Shen Xiangheng finally sighed leisurely, patted Jian Huai on the back: "It's over."

Jian Huai sobbed a few times, then habitually wiped away his tears on Shen Xiangheng's shoulder, blinked his eyes a few times, the tears still rolled down like a broken thread, he seemed like a child who had been wronged for a long time finally got the attention of his parents , Crying to pieces.

The surrounding staff began to gradually worry, including the director, who couldn't sit still anymore. This child... I didn't realize it before, and she can cry too much!

Shen Xiangheng raised his eyelids and looked around at the people around him, then smiled helplessly: "Little friend, how old are you and you still cry, everyone is watching."

Jian Huai nestled in his arms and couldn't listen at all.

Director Guo looked over there for a while, but it still didn't work, so he couldn't help but come over to intervene to comfort the actors' emotions.

Shen Xiangheng glanced at the approaching figure not far away, lifted Jian Huai's chin, and wiped away the tears on his cheeks with some rough fingertips, Jian Huai's eyes were swollen from crying, looking pitifully tight, He couldn't stop sobbing, and the tears still couldn't stop.

"Okay." Shen Xiangheng rubbed his face with his hand, gradually moved it to the side, pinched the soft earlobe, his eyes were deep and deep, and his voice was half mixed with helplessness, but more of resignation, "Forgive you gone."