I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]

In the south in mid-October, the weather gradually cooled down in the morning and evening, and the temperature on the mountain was much lower than that on the mountain. Under this heavy rain, the staff hiding in the shed shivered involuntarily, let alone the whole person Yuan Fei was completely exposed to the wind and rain.

But this scene is very important to shaping the character image of Ye Hanzhou in the early stage. Although it is not possible to shoot the scene of kneeling all night in the rainstorm, it still tossed and tossed for nearly half an hour.

"Crack!" As soon as the director shouted, Ajie and the staff rushed up together.

Ajie wrapped Yuan Fei in a cotton shawl and said worriedly, "Brother Fei, are you okay!"

"It's okay." Yuan Fei wiped the rainwater off his face with a shawl, and stood up trembling slightly with Ajie's support.

He had knelt on the slate for too long, his legs and knees were stiff, and he leaned against Ajie for a while before regaining consciousness.

"Okay, let's call it a day! Let's all go back!" The field manager yelled with a loudspeaker, and the staff packed up their equipment and went down the mountain.

Xiao Mo also came over with an umbrella, "Can you do it? It's raining so hard, the mountain road is not easy to walk, how about I carry you down the mountain."

As soon as the word "back" was mentioned, a blurry picture flashed in Yuan Fei's mind, as if he was drunk and lying on a generous shoulder.

"Yuan Fei?" Xiao Mo called out again.

Yuan Fei came back to his senses, his pale lips bent, "It's okay, I'm not that fragile yet."

As soon as he got back to the homestay, Yuan Fei went back to the bedroom and took a hot bath.The hot water continued to wash over the jade-white skin, and after half an hour, the body was considered to have recovered a little heat.

Walking out of the steaming bathroom, Yuan Fei wiped his wet hair with a towel, when there was a knock on the door.

"Yuan Fei, are you okay?" It was Xiao Mo who was not at ease.

In the south in mid-October, the weather gradually cooled down in the morning and evening, and the temperature on the mountain was much lower than that on the mountain. Under this heavy rain, the staff hiding in the shed shivered involuntarily, let alone the whole person Yuan Fei was completely exposed to the wind and rain.

But this scene is very important to shaping the character image of Ye Hanzhou in the early stage. Although it is not possible to shoot the scene of kneeling all night in the rainstorm, it still tossed and tossed for nearly half an hour.

"Crack!" As soon as the director shouted, Ajie and the staff rushed up together.

Ajie wrapped Yuan Fei in a cotton shawl and said worriedly, "Brother Fei, are you okay!"

"It's okay." Yuan Fei wiped the rainwater off his face with a shawl, and stood up trembling slightly with Ajie's support.

He had knelt on the slate for too long, his legs and knees were stiff, and he leaned against Ajie for a while before regaining consciousness.

"Okay, let's call it a day! Let's all go back!" The field manager yelled with a loudspeaker, and the staff packed up their equipment and went down the mountain.

Xiao Mo also came over with an umbrella, "Can you do it? It's raining so hard, the mountain road is not easy to walk, how about I carry you down the mountain."

As soon as the word "back" was mentioned, a blurry picture flashed in Yuan Fei's mind, as if he was drunk and lying on a generous shoulder.

"Yuan Fei?" Xiao Mo called out again.

Yuan Fei came back to his senses, his pale lips bent, "It's okay, I'm not that fragile yet."

As soon as he got back to the homestay, Yuan Fei went back to the bedroom and took a hot bath.The hot water continued to wash over the jade-white skin, and after half an hour, the body was considered to have recovered a little heat.

Walking out of the steaming bathroom, Yuan Fei wiped his wet hair with a towel, when there was a knock on the door.

"Yuan Fei, are you okay?" It was Xiao Mo who was not at ease.

Pamper me...Brother Jingcheng! "A crying voice broke through the air, and Yuan Fei opened his eyes suddenly.

Tears and cold sweat smeared his face, his chest heaved violently, Yuan Fei looked at the dark ceiling above his head with dazed eyes, unable to fully wake up from the dream for a while.

His throat was dry as if it was about to burst into flames, his whole body was hot and cold, his legs were sore and sore, the pain in his dream seemed to extend into reality.

Physiological tears were still flowing, he moved his fingertips, and touched the phone slowly and with difficulty.

The slightly blue screen lights up, and the time display is three o'clock in the morning.

There are also three unread messages displayed on the screen.

[The weather forecast says that your place will cool down tonight, and there may be heavy rain, so keep warm. 】

[Is the filming going well?Is there anything I can do for you? 】

【Good night, sweet dreams. 】

Good night, sweet dreams?A nameless fire suddenly ignited in Yuan Fei's heart, and it was so fierce that the string called reason in his brain broke with a "snap".

He sat up and called back the phone.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected, and he was the first to curse: "Fu Jingcheng, fuck your good night dreams, go to hell!"

His voice is hoarse, with a little bit of crying, it sounds pitiful and sexy, even the sound of panting makes people itch.

The man on the other end of the phone woke up instantly, and immediately asked, "What's wrong with you, do you have a cold?"

"You don't care if I have a cold or not, get out!" Yuan Fei cried out unreasonably.

Fu Jingcheng's heart was almost broken by this shout, and he coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Okay, okay, I'll get out right away, don't be angry... What's wrong with you? Have a cold or a fever? Do you have any medicine with you? "

Yuan Fei arched his legs, buried his wet face in the crook of his arms, and whimpered like a wounded little animal in his throat.

Pamper me...Brother Jingcheng! "A crying voice broke through the air, and Yuan Fei opened his eyes suddenly.

Tears and cold sweat smeared his face, his chest heaved violently, Yuan Fei looked at the dark ceiling above his head with dazed eyes, unable to fully wake up from the dream for a while.

His throat was dry as if it was about to burst into flames, his whole body was hot and cold, his legs were sore and sore, the pain in his dream seemed to extend into reality.

Physiological tears were still flowing, he moved his fingertips, and touched the phone slowly and with difficulty.

The slightly blue screen lights up, and the time display is three o'clock in the morning.

There are also three unread messages displayed on the screen.

[The weather forecast says that your place will cool down tonight, and there may be heavy rain, so keep warm. 】

[Is the filming going well?Is there anything I can do for you? 】

【Good night, sweet dreams. 】

Good night, sweet dreams?A nameless fire suddenly ignited in Yuan Fei's heart, and it was so fierce that the string called reason in his brain broke with a "snap".

He sat up and called back the phone.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected, and he was the first to curse: "Fu Jingcheng, fuck your good night dreams, go to hell!"

His voice is hoarse, with a little bit of crying, it sounds pitiful and sexy, even the sound of panting makes people itch.

The man on the other end of the phone woke up instantly, and immediately asked, "What's wrong with you, do you have a cold?"

"You don't care if I have a cold or not, get out!" Yuan Fei cried out unreasonably.

Fu Jingcheng's heart was almost broken by this shout, and he coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Okay, okay, I'll get out right away, don't be angry... What's wrong with you? Have a cold or a fever? Do you have any medicine with you? "

Yuan Fei arched his legs, buried his wet face in the crook of his arms, and whimpered like a wounded little animal in his throat.

The roots of his ears burst into red all of a sudden, feeling ashamed of the unreasonable troubles he had never done before, and stammered back: "I, I, I made the wrong number, sorry, goodbye!"

"Wait! I'm going to see you over there tomorrow, and you must—"

Before the man could finish his sentence, the phone was hung up mercilessly.

Yuan Fei threw the phone on the cabinet, lay down again, and pulled the quilt over to cover his hot face.

What the hell was he doing just now?It's fine to take the things I dreamed in my dreams as reality, but I took the initiative to call

I scolded that person, and wept nakedly in front of him for a long time.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The sore throat became more thirsty, Yuan Fei got out of bed, leaned on the table and drank the water in the big water glass, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

He touched his forehead, he didn't seem to have a fever, but the cold should not go away.

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow morning.

He went back to bed and forced himself to close his eyes and go to sleep.

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Early the next morning, just after dawn, the town was still in a deep sleep, and a tall man stood outside the gate of the hotel.

The drowsy proprietress got up early to take out the trash, and as soon as she opened the door, her eyes lit up. The man in a suit and leather shoes in front of her was really handsome, but his face was a little cold, and he didn't seem easy to get along with.

"Hello, do you want to stay here? Our place has been booked by the crew of "Inverse Mind." The proprietress greeted enthusiastically, "There is still a vacant room in the next door, you can go there and have a look!"

"Hello." Fu Jingcheng nodded slightly, "If you don't stay, I'll find someone."

The proprietress became interested, "Looking for someone? Do you know anyone in this crew?"

"Yes, I'm - I know the director of the film crew." Fu Jingcheng turned a corner and didn't reveal his real identity.

"Are you looking for the director? The director doesn't live here, the director lives in another homestay!" The proprietress is a good person, "You follow this road until the end, turn left, turn right, and then go straight—"

Fu Jingcheng interrupted the proprietress with a headache: "Excuse me, can I take a rest at your place first? It's too early, and it's not convenient for me to call the director."

The proprietress hesitated for a moment, probably because she saw that the other party was well-dressed and looked like a successful person, so she didn't have too much vigilance, and she quickly took the lead and scolded the man, and she was still naked in front of him. I cried for a long time.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The sore throat became more thirsty, Yuan Fei got out of bed, leaned on the table and drank the water in the big water glass, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

He touched his forehead, he didn't seem to have a fever, but the cold should not go away.

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow morning.

He went back to bed and forced himself to close his eyes and go to sleep.

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Early the next morning, just after dawn, the town was still in a deep sleep, and a tall man stood outside the gate of the hotel.

The drowsy proprietress got up early to take out the trash, and as soon as she opened the door, her eyes lit up. The man in a suit and leather shoes in front of her was really handsome, but his face was a little cold, and he didn't seem easy to get along with.

"Hello, do you want to stay here? Our place has been booked by the crew of "Inverse Mind." The proprietress greeted enthusiastically, "There is still a vacant room in the next door, you can go there and have a look!"

"Hello." Fu Jingcheng nodded slightly, "If you don't stay, I'll find someone."

The proprietress became interested, "Looking for someone? Do you know anyone in this crew?"

"Yes, I'm - I know the director of the film crew." Fu Jingcheng turned a corner and didn't reveal his real identity.

"Are you looking for the director? The director doesn't live here, the director lives in another homestay!" The proprietress is a good person, "You follow this road until the end, turn left, turn right, and then go straight—"

Fu Jingcheng interrupted the proprietress with a headache: "Excuse me, can I take a rest at your place first? It's too early, and it's not convenient for me to call the director."

The proprietress hesitated for a moment, probably because she saw that the other party was well-dressed and looked like a successful person, so she didn't stay too wary and led him away.

Fu Jingcheng lowered his voice: "Yuan Fei, I'm outside your door."

"What did you say?" Yuan Fei opened his eyes suddenly, glanced at the call display, "Where are you?"

"You open the door."

Yuan Fei got off the bed in doubt, and as soon as he opened the door, he bumped into a pair of deep and worried eyes.

His pupils contracted violently, and he pulled the man into the room.jamidaxs63.c0m

But he forgot that he was still weak at the moment, and instead staggered himself into the hard man. Ha ha ha ha!

The first update today, the second update will be later~

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Go, half-kneeling in front of the sofa, eye level with Yuan Fei, "Ginger tea is a bit spicy, but after drinking it, there is rock sugar pear, which is sweet."

"I'm not a child." Yuan Fei pouted and took the bowl, "Don't treat me like a child."

"Only children don't like taking medicine." Fu Jingcheng stared at him softly, and before the other party turned his face, he changed his words: "Of course you are not a child, a child is not as cute as you."

Yuan Fei shuddered uncontrollably, looked him up and down suspiciously, "You—who did you learn from?"

"I'm just not good at expressing." Fu Jingcheng looked at him and smiled, "I said, actually, when I look at you, I have many thoughts in my heart."

Yuan Fei didn't want to know what the many thoughts in his heart were, so he lowered his eyelashes and drank ginger tea one mouthful at a time.

When a bowl bottomed out, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Yuan Fei was taken aback, and his first reaction was to urge the man in front of him with a breathy voice, "Hurry up and hide!"

"Hiding?" Fu Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this to happen again.

Looking around, Yuan Fei locked on to the big empty cabinet in the room, and pointed to the cabinet: "Go in, you are not allowed to come out unless I tell you to come out."

Fu Jingcheng's expression changed, but he still reluctantly walked over.

He has never been so evasive in his life. To the little guy, is he so... shameful?

"Go in." Yuan Fei urged in a low voice, walked barefoot to the door, turned back to confirm that the cabinet door was closed, and then opened the door.

The author has something to say: Mr. Fu's spirit of chasing his wife is worthy of praise, but it's a pity that he is still shameful hahahaha!

The first update today, the second update will be later~

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