I'm chasing the sea in the underworld

Jiang Jun turned the key, and the two entered the room together. The little ruffian was left squatting in a corner outside the door.

At a glance, she found her body lying on the table which was already cold. As soon as she ran over, her soul seemed to be sucked by some kind of magical power, and quickly entered her body.

Jiang Jun let out a foul breath, shook his sore neck, turned around and picked up the hot water bottle on the table, and warmly greeted him: "Judge Cui, please sit down and rest for a while, and I'll boil some water for you.

Cui Wanzhou nodded slightly, and looked around the house. The house is not very big, and the decoration style is also Japanese-style simple decoration. Everywhere inadvertently reveals warmth. All kinds of plush dolls can be seen everywhere. The owner also enjoys life very much. There are a lot of flowers and plants on the balcony, a small bamboo art coffee table, and a matching bamboo recliner next to it, which looks very relaxing.

Cui Wanzhou walked over to lean on the recliner, and put on a small fruit green blanket beside her.

When Jiang Jun came back with water, the people in the living room didn't know where they went.

She froze for a moment, hooked her head, and looked at the balcony again, only to find that Cui Wanzhou had fallen asleep on the recliner.

Tsk, I really don't think of myself as an outsider. I took all her beloved blanket for the first time.

Jiang Jun stepped lightly, put the water on the small tea table beside him, and his eyes fell on Cui Wanzhou's face involuntarily.

Cui Wanzhou's slender and straight eyelashes are like a small fan, casting a faint shadow, her breath is long and gentle, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

She was watching intently, and at some point the person in the painting woke up and opened his eyes to meet her gaze.

Jiang Jun looked away in a panic, and after focusing for a long time, he remembered that she was going to invite Cui Wanzhou to drink tea just now.

She was in a hurry, found a set of unused tea sets from under the coffee table and took them apart, her voice was a little guilty: "I haven't learned how to make tea seriously, maybe I can't make it well."

Cui Wanzhou didn't say a word, quietly watching Jiang Jun arrange the tea set.

Jiang Jun took out a bag of goji berries, found another bag of red dates, and explained: "Red dates and goji berries tea are very healthy, so it's good for making tea."

Cui Wanzhou's eyes were stained with a smile, his eyes caught a corner by chance, and he stretched out his hand.

A small snow-white parrot flapped its immature wings, twisted its chubby body and got out of the spider plant, jumped twice quickly, and rushed into Cui Wanzhou's palm.

The fluffy fluff looks like a ball of soft wool. The golden face faces the warm sun in the morning, and it has a layer of warm color. The bright orange blush makes it look extraordinarily energetic and full of vitality. She looked like she was full and came out to play.

It also hopped twice on the palm of Cui Wanzhou's hand with its pale pink paws, rolled its small black eyes, glanced at Cui Wanzhou, and stopped moving.

"Chirp~" the little parrot called out obediently, tender and crisp.

When Jiang Yan saw the little parrot, he was surprised: "Hey, Xiaopang usually sleeps until noon, why did he wake up so early today?"

Cui Wanzhou touched the fluff on the little parrot, and the little parrot rubbed against Cui Wanzhou's fingers, with a very intimate attitude: "This is your Xuanfeng?"

There was a smile on Jiang Yan's face, and he reached out to poke the blush on the little parrot's face and said: "It can't be regarded as raising, in theory, I picked it up. I saw its feet hurt when I came home from work that day. It was so pitiful on the side of the road, so I took it home and raised it for a while, and it is almost healed now, and when it grows up, it can be released.”

The little parrot was poked by Jiang Yan, and lost its good attitude towards Cui Wanzhou. It symbolically pecked her finger with its immature beak as a warning.

The little parrot didn't hurt but was a little itchy. Jiang Jun withdrew his hand, pretended to be angry, and said angrily, "Tsk, what a heartless little thing."

Cui Wanzhou picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Jun: "Drink the tea, it's getting cold."

Jiang Jun took the tea, took a sip, and from the corner of his eye fell on Cui Wanzhou's black windbreaker, blinked his eyelashes twice quickly, put down the teacup, and turned to go into the house.

After a while, a tempting aroma emanated from the oven.

Jiang Jun set the plate, put it on the coffee table, and said with a raised lip, "Judge Cui, come and taste my new cookies."

Seeing that Cui Wanzhou was not moving, she picked up a cookie, fed it to her mouth, bent down, and said with curved eyebrows: "Try it."

Cui Wanzhou's gaze had already smelled the fragrance, and she lingered on the cookie more than once. At this time, she was also a little bit excited, took a bite, and ate the whole cookie in two bites.

Jiang Jun blinked his eyelashes twice, and said happily, "Then I'll get another piece for you."

She was about to feed Cui Wanzhou's mouth again, but this time she lost her hand and accidentally dropped it on Cui Wanzhou's clothes.

"I'm so sorry, you take it off, I'll wash it for you." Jiang Jun's expression was filled with guilt and self-blame, and he helped Cui Wanzhou pat the biscuit crumbs on his body.

Jiang Jun's hand accidentally touched Cui Wanzhou's waist, and found that Cui Wanzhou's waist seemed to be thinner than hers, and it was also very soft. She lowered her head and glanced at Cui Wanzhou's upper body, except for the waist, other places The lines outlined by the white shirt are perfect, and the body proportions are very good.

Cui Wanzhou also sensed Jiang Jun's gaze, and immediately retreated a distance, refusing, "No need."

Jiang Jun's face was inexplicably hot: "I need it, I'll get a piece of my clothes and you can wear them first."

She hurriedly got the coat and ran into the bedroom.

Jiang Jun closed the door, rubbed his face, and realized that his reaction was a little strange.

Didn't she just help Cui Wanzhou take off her coat and accidentally touched her waist, Cui Wanzhou didn't even blush, why was she blushing blindly by herself.

She squeezed the clothes in her hands tightly, walked to the bathroom, and put the clothes in the laundry detergent.

You're done!

She clapped her hands, sighed secretly for her wit, and fed Cui Wanzhou. Now that Cui Wanzhou is soft-spoken, she will not deduct her salary because of her clothes.

Jiang Jun turned around and took another windbreaker from his closet, which he hadn't worn yet, and walked to the balcony with small, easy steps.

At a glance, she saw that the plate on the small coffee table, which was originally filled with a mountain of cookies, was now empty, not even the biscuit crumbs left.

Jiang Jun slowed down and looked at the trash can pretending not to care.

There is no trash can, so it is finished so soon?

Her gaze was fixed on Cui Wanzhou's mouth. Cui Wanzhou's lips were thin and a little cold, and there was always a sense of coldness and seriousness when she was not speaking.

At this moment, Cui Wanzhou looked up at her with a hint of confusion on his expression.

Jiang Jun hesitated for a moment, hesitated to speak, and finally asked, "Did you see the biscuits on the table?"

Cui Wanzhou: "It's over."

She just went to the bedroom to get a piece of clothing and then finished eating?

Jiang Yan felt a little heartache, but he still held back, tried his best to squeeze out a polite smile, and changed the topic in another direction: "You should put on this dress first."

Cui Wanzhou didn't pay much attention, and put on his clothes directly: "Okay, I'll go back to the underworld first."

"Ah."

When she reached the door, she stopped suddenly and turned around: "Bai Wuchang has already reported to me about being a boatman. There are more than hundreds of souls who have been shot down by boatmen for thousands of years. Uncountable, forced to fall into the river, ghosts have been re-examined, arranged for reincarnation, the boatman killed people, sent to hell to be punished for a hundred years."

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that Judge Cui was extraordinarily handsome, with clear rewards and punishments, and he was still a good boss in her mind.

Cui Wanzhou: "Because the underworld has set up a supervisory department at this time, souls without boats can work to pay off their debts. When you cross the river with souls in the future, you must be careful not to hurt people's lives."

Jiang Jun nodded quickly, she would definitely not hurt people's lives like the previous boatman.

After bidding farewell to Cui Wanzhou, Jiang Jun took a hot shower, then sat on a small recliner, baked himself another cookie, and read the script that he had stayed up all night while eating.

The play she is currently performing is called "Thousands of Autumn". Although it is only adapted from an online novel, there are a large number of fans of the original work, and it is very popular on the Internet. This play mainly tells the story of a princess who is dressed as a man and sent to The neighboring country is the proton, and in order to gain a chance of survival, the heroine has a series of love-hate relationships between the prince and the prince of the neighboring country.

Of course, Jiang Jun's coffee position can't play the heroine, she plays the role of a vicious female partner - the favorite concubine of the old emperor, who not only often tells the truth in front of the old emperor, wins over the courtiers, but also often bullies the proton hostess.

This kind of role is generally not easy to play, and the audience may curse, ridicule, or even attack you if you play it well, but for actors, this kind of role can exercise their acting skills and the ability to deal with the plot well, and it is even more accurate to the characters A kind of tempering of control.

This is why Jiang Jun took the job, not just for the 5 yuan.

Jiang Jun took a sip of the health-preserving tea, and the phone on the table vibrated suddenly, and she pointed it in. It was the wake-up alarm clock she had set yesterday—the crew started work at nine o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Yan looked at the time, it was already eight o'clock, he jumped off the recliner, put on light makeup, took the car from the underground garage, and prepared to drive to the set.

Her little broken car was bought from rich second-generation friend Mi Duoduo, otherwise, with her previous money-saving personality, she would definitely ride a small electric donkey to the set, but Midoduo said "Waiting for you to become popular, fans" Chasing and intercepting you riding a small electric donkey can break out of the encirclement?

To be a human being is to have a dream, otherwise there is no difference from a salted fish, not to mention that Jiang Jun is still a salted fish with dreams.

When Jiang Jun was driving, there was a traffic jam on the road, and the small broken car was old, so he couldn't drive too fast.

When she arrived at the set, the crew had already arrived.

In the studio, Director Li held a big cattail fan in his hand, his brows were knotted into knots, his face was as black as carbon, and he yelled at a supporting actress in a maid costume.

"Wang Xiaoli, pour tea, don't you know how to pour tea, just pour water into the cup, and pour it three times?"

Wang Xiaoli shrunk her neck and grabbed the hem of the palace dress with her fingers, almost crying.

The staff in the studio didn't dare to show their atmosphere. Everyone knew that Director Li had a bad temper and bad acting skills. No matter how famous the actor was, he would yell at him, and no one could persuade him.

The big guys are all old people who follow him, knowing that this guy is just cursing at most, and he will be fine after cursing.

Director Li became more and more violent this time, the white shirt on the back was wet with sweat, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly slapped it on the table, pointing the cattail fan in his hand at the supporting actress: " You can't act well, pack up your things and get out!"

Wang Xiaoli burst into tears, and said very aggrieved: "I won't leave, Director Li, please give me another chance."

"Director Li, I will accompany her to shoot again, and I promise not to delay the crew's work progress." The cameraman poked his head out from behind the camera and smoothed things over.

"The little girl may have been out of shape just now, so give me another chance." The middle-aged actor who played the old emperor also begged for mercy.

The veins on the top of Director Li's head twitched a few times, his Adam's apple twitched slightly, he looked around, put his hips on his hips, gritted his teeth and said, "Accompany her to shoot again, props don't cost money, this is my crew, I will do what I say , if you want to go with her, I won't stop you!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bomb that was detonated in an instant. The faces of the few people present were not very good-looking, and they froze in place.