soul collector

Gu Sihuan felt a chill in his heart, wind in his back, and buzzing in his head, as if he had been poured a ton of essential oil.

"Director, director..." His tongue was tied, and after barely uttering a few words, he didn't know what to say next.

The entire crew was still, half of them were staring at him, and the other half were staring at Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao was also in a daze. There was no anger on his face, but he hadn't had time to get angry.He was stunned for a while and suddenly remembered something, and subconsciously turned his head to see that Tang Xiu's face had turned dark.

So in the next second, Jiang Qiao's face also turned dark.He picked up the loudspeaker angrily, "Gu Sihuan, come here!"

Mount Fuji erupted in Gu Sihuan's mind.He trotted over with his head swaying and stood two meters away from the Jiangqiao, not daring to move any further.

"Director, director..."

Jiang Qiao took a deep breath—"What's going on in your head?! Every day! You don't do your job properly, you don't think about making progress, your mind is full of messy things, do you still want to make this movie? Get the hell out of my crew immediately! "

Gu Sihuan's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, and he was trembling with fright, "Director, I'm sorry! I don't have that much meaning, really, I'm just nervous and a little afraid of you. I'm about to say the last line and I'm thinking of you What kind of feedback would you give me? In the end, your name was put on it! My brain short-circuited and blamed me, don’t be angry!"

Jiang Qiao was so angry that his chest was bulging. He had never encountered any kind of emergency in all these years of directing, but this was the first time he had encountered it.

No one would believe Gu Sihuan's nonsense, even the field manager next to him felt a little nonsense, let alone Jiang Qiao and Tang Xiu.

The scene was quiet for a while, and then Tang Xiu, who had been still and dark-faced, finally moved. He sighed softly, eased his complexion, and opened his mouth to say three words, "I don't blame you."

Jiang Qiao's expression became even uglier.

Gu Sihuan's heart relaxed at first, and then he caught a glimpse of Jiang Qiao's face change from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat again.

Tang Xiu said slowly: "Director Jiang is indeed a strict director. He is too strict to scare the actors. He was like this when I was filming before. I don't blame you."

Gu Sihuan's current manager, Mr. Li Ziping, who was squeezed into the crowd, felt a little nervous when he was nervous. It seemed that Jiang Qiao was going to take the blame for Gu Sihuan.

Jiang Qiao complained incessantly in his heart, thinking that I'm provoking someone, and I didn't do anything. Just looking at my baby, he felt inexplicably cold.

The thoughts in the hearts of the onlookers were much richer. Some people felt that Gu Sihuan's acting career had come to an end, and some people thought that it was so cool to be offended when watching Jiang Qiao for the first time, but more people had question marks on their foreheads.

——This Tang Xiu, isn't he a little too ostentatious?Dare to blame Director Jiang for being bad?Isn't he just a so-called senior actor who please come back for a chat? Even if Jiang Qiao prefers him, he shouldn't be so big or small.

Could it be that these two people really have problems as the media has said?

There are question marks all over the crew.Jiang Qiao was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and waved his hands, "Let's do this in the morning, and we'll reshoot this scene in the afternoon. Gu Sihuan, please reflect on your recent performance. It's like this when you first joined the crew. I advise you to think carefully about it later. Do you want to expand in film and television?"

Gu Sihuan's face turned pale, and he bowed in panic, "I'm sorry director, I will reflect and review, but I think my determination to make a good film is very firm, please give me another chance."

Jiang Qiao snorted and didn't say anything else. He stood up and said, "Don't look around. Eat what you should eat, and do what you should do."

Jiang Qiao stayed in his room for a while before receiving a text message from his assistant.

"Director Jiang, Tang Xiu is going up now."

Jiang Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and he tried his best to reply calmly with the word "um", then stood up from the bed, and walked around the room twice.

Anyway, a person in his 30s, with a successful career and high morals, how can he be so false.

Jiang Qiao looked up at the ancestor's soul-collecting flag hanging on the bed. The guy seemed to be gloating at him, looking at his embarrassed face.

There was a familiar sound of footsteps outside the door.

Jiang Qiao put his feet together and stood up straight.

Tang Xiu pushed the door open and came in with no expression on his face. He glanced at Jiang Qiao, "Why are you standing so straight?"

Subconsciously, Jiang Qiao pushed his legs even harder, and tried to smile, "It's nothing, you've been with me all morning, are you tired? What do you want for lunch?"

Tang Xiu closed the door behind his back, "Dinner? Shall we not talk about what happened just now?"

"..." Jiang Qiao's scalp was numb, like a cat with fried hair, and he jumped up, "What are you talking about? I didn't do anything wrong, so what is there to talk about? That kid's brain is muddled every day. , if you don’t let me drive him, it’s fine, but you still want to talk about me?”

While talking, Jiang Qiao almost wrinkled a big pimple in the middle of his eyebrows, and sat down on the bed as if abandoning treatment, "Anyway, I don't accept it, and I don't admit it if you say it. I didn't do anything wrong. Let me take a look at myself." What's wrong with the baby? I'm not an entertainer and neither are you, should I always pay attention to expression management?"

Tang Xiu looked at his side face, he looked swollen like a puffer fish.

Seeing him silent for a long time, Jiang Qiao felt even more guilty, and slapped him off the bed vigorously, "I don't care!"

"Then what do you want?" Tang Xiu asked calmly.

"Either you don't mention it and I don't mention it, and this matter is over. Otherwise, if you blame me for this matter, I will fire that kid!"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Jiang Qiao felt the hairs on his back stand up. Tang Xiu just stood behind him without making a sound. If he didn't know that he was immortal, he really felt that he might die suddenly from a heart attack at any time.

After a while, Tang Xiu suddenly sighed, "I didn't say anything about you, I wronged you."

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Tang Xiu came over and sat next to him, and patted a certain director's tight thigh, "I just want to tell you to control my expression in front of people in the future, otherwise more and more people will see it, and I will cause trouble after all. I didn't mean to blame you, how could I be so unreasonable?"

Jiang Qiao thought to himself, aren't you unreasonable enough?

Not only are you unreasonable, but you also rely on the old to sell the old, you are a perpetual disaster.

Tang Xiu narrowed his eyes suddenly, "Are you slandering me?"

Jiang Qiao paused, then shook his head seriously and deeply, "I'm reflecting."

"Reflect on what?"

Jiang Qiao sighed heavily, "Reflecting on myself, I'm too hypocritical and sensitive, and I'm always bluffing and playing with you over trivial matters."

Tang Xiu hesitated for a moment when he heard the words. In fact, he felt that this guy didn't think so in his heart, but when he looked closely at the serious self-blame on his face, he felt that he shouldn't doubt his lover.

But what happened to the grandson last night?

Jiang Qiao sighed several times in a row, turned his head, and saw his ancestor staring at him suspiciously, his heart trembled, but his face remained calm, and he said, "It's okay baby, I know I'm not perfect yet, but I will work hard Correct your shortcomings and be a perfect lover, we will walk together for thousands of years, you have to wait for me."

Tang Xiu suddenly felt soft in his heart, sighed, and took Jiang Qiao's hand actively, "I really don't mean to blame you, you are already perfect."

"Really?" Jiang Qiao looked at him uncertainly.

The old ancestor's heart softened completely, and he nodded firmly, "Really."

"Then this matter is overturned?"

Tang Xiu only hesitated for a negligible tenth of a second, then nodded again, "It's over."

When returning to work in the afternoon, although Jiang Qiao still had a bad face, he didn't have the violent storm as he had imagined.Tang Xiu didn't avoid suspicion, he still sat beside him with a smile on his face, occasionally pointing to the monitor screen and saying a few words to Jiang Qiao.

It's just that with the disturbance in the morning, everyone subconsciously glanced at Jiang Qiao from time to time, trying to capture the legendary tenderness.

Jiang Qiao looked at Tang Xiu with gentle eyes, but more with admiration, probably because the relationship between Bo Le and Maxima has developed into a teacher and a friend. From the perspective of others, although it is heart-stirring , but nothing out of the ordinary.

Gu Sihuan probably did something out of nothing.

As a result, the staff members of the film crew looked at Gu Sihuan's expression more speechless and sympathetic. Although Jiang Qiao didn't deliberately target him in the afternoon, his attitude towards him was also very cold. The chances of a bridge play are very low.

After eating the boxed lunch at night, Tang Xiu originally wanted to go for a walk in the open space, but when he turned around, he saw Gu Sihuan a few meters behind him, rubbing his shoes on the ground with his head bowed, and Li Ziping muttering next to him, as if he was urging him to do something.

Li Ziping raised his head, saw Tang Xiu, and smiled obsequiously at him.

Tang Xiu understood immediately.

Seeing Tang Xiu, Gu Sihuan blushed even more and buried his head deeper.Tang Xiu smiled, approached him proactively, and asked, "What are you doing? The ground is rubbed to pieces."

Gu Sihuan stopped stiffly, looked up at Tang Xiu quickly, then lowered his head, "I'm sorry, senior."

"What are you sorry for me?" Tang Xiu asked back.

"I..." Gu Sihuan froze all of a sudden, saying it wasn't true, and it wasn't true if he didn't. If you feel guilty, you are going to die, come and plead guilty to your idol."

Tang Xiu laughed when he heard the words, "Pleading guilty to Jing? Where is Jing?"

Li Ziping laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "I haven't cut it yet, so I'll get one?"

"Don't be poor." Tang Xiu glanced at him and sighed, patted Gu Sihuan on the shoulder, and asked Li Ziping speechlessly: "You have taken him for two years, why are you still so reckless?"

"He's so smart in front of people. I don't know what's wrong with this kid. Whenever he touches you and Jiang Qiao, his head gets blocked."

Gu Sihuan whispered: "I respect senior very much. Seeing you, I am a little nervous."

Tang Xiu smiled, "There's nothing to be nervous about. What you said yesterday is not something a timid person could say."

Gu Sihuan blushed even more after being joked about like this, and was about to explain a few words, when Jiang Qiao suddenly came over with an empty lunch box and yelled, "Gu Sihuan, you're done with tomorrow's play? Do you want to talk to me now?"

Tang Xiu clearly saw that Gu Sihuan's face turned from red to white, and the white could leak juice. He hurriedly bowed at ninety degrees to Jiang Qiao, "I was wrong, the director. I'll go back and read the script now. See you tomorrow." Director!" Before he could finish speaking, he had already fled away.

Tang Xiu looked at Jiang Qiao helplessly, "Why are you always scaring children?"

"Scared?" Jiang Qiao snorted coldly, "To tell you the truth, I'm serious about annoying this kid."

……

Naturally, the small episodes that happened on the crew would not attract too much attention from the ancestor Wannian. Tang Xiu lay on the bed at night and used his mobile phone to browse the soul collectors forum, hoping to find clues about Ye Zhiheng's next soul.Tang Xiu didn't feel a little sleepy until after one o'clock in the morning, when Jiang Qiao was fast asleep.

He turned off his phone and turned off the lights, turned over in the dark, and was about to close his eyes to sleep when Jiang Qiao next to him suddenly started talking in his sleep again.

"Grandson, grandson..."

"... Bao, grandson..."