When Zhang Nanchuan came over after receiving his meal, what he saw was such a lively circle.

Wang Lujie had already obtained her share, excitedly walked to the side to show off and study, holding the incense in front of her nose to smell it from time to time.

Zhang Nanchuan looked at it for a while, and wanted to maintain his identity and style as a chief director, but he still couldn't hold it back, and walked up to it, saying, "What's in it?"

"It's Chen Xiang." Wang Lujie turned her head, looked at Zhang Nanchuan and smiled, shook the box in her hand, and said, "Director, why don't you go and get one too—don't waste it, everyone has a share, I heard that so many are all handmade by Grandma Rongguang herself, and this brand of incense is all handmade, this is the only one in the world, there is no market outside, and you can’t buy it if you want.”

Zhang Nanchuan was silent for a while, glanced again, cleared his throat, "Hey, who am I, go grab these from them, and drop the price."

Wang Lujie raised her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders, thinking that if she wanted to lose face, she would get nothing.

She picked up a branch from the ground, came down a few times to grab it with her hands, and said, "Hey, look at Mr. Chu over there—he is so shameless, what are you doing so tensely?"

Zhang Nanchuan paused.

At the beginning, he came here to have a look because he heard Chu Feiliang's voice coming from the circle.

After watching for a long while, he bumped Wang Lujie with his elbow, and said with a pensive expression, "Have you noticed that your little boss seems to be very happy every time he is with Rong Guang? How long has it been since he was in that state?" I didn’t dare to provoke her when the air pressure was low a few days ago—”

Wang Lujie nodded, with a sigh on her face, and said: "It really is. Don't mention it's you. She was really in a bad mood a few days ago. I was worried that something would happen. I couldn't sleep all night, and I swallowed it for the next few days. It’s useless to take the medicine, and I’m struggling. I’m also depressed during the day, and I’m looking at the weather forecast. It’s not a good day for the past few days. It’s reported that there will be heavy snow all day long, and the sky is cloudy...November My God, there is such a big snow day..."

"I can't tell." Zhang Nanchuan shook his head, expressing that he didn't know too well.

He didn't know that it wasn't snowing in November, but what he knew was that Chu Feiliang changed her previous image and drew a circle on the ground with a branch, which was really...unusual.

It is completely different from the image she gave people before, and she has become a lot more alive.

Zhang Nanchuan smiled, looked at the time, and said, "At their speed, when will the distribution be finished? Do you use the registered name? Are you afraid that someone will claim it?"

"No need to register." Wang Lujie shook the box in her hand. Hearing Zhang Nanchuan's words, she was a little depressed. She twitched her lips and said, "It's not enough to get a few more, right? After all, you have to face, and the crew bowed their heads." I don’t see you looking up, because a box of agarwood will not be worth it if you ruin your reputation.”

Zhang Nanchuan shrugged, thinking that Wang Lujie was a bit too utopian, how could anyone not love taking advantage of it.

After a while, he cleared his throat and whispered, "Can you take it on your behalf?"

Wang Lujie squinted at him.

Then, she stood up, and said ruthlessly: "It seems that I can't kiss, I have to go by myself-oh, by the way, it's not that I trust her too much, it's really because the little girl Chacha is very smart, who has taken the kiss?" I can't hide it from her at all, she can react immediately, without embarrassing others, just say, 'I just met you, brother, did you take it and forget it' and let others block it back."

Zhang Nanchuan was surprised for a while, "There are really people who take too much - Cha Cha is so good at identifying people?"

"Hmm." Wang Lujie raised her chin, "Go and have a look?"

"...Just take a look." Zhang Nanchuan rolled his eyes, "Then what, I will go there later when there are fewer people—you can help me and tell them that I have an extra hour of rest at noon today, Let’s talk about it after all, it’s a good thing.”

Wang Lujie suppressed a smile and passed away.

With Zhang Nanchuan's help in terms of time, Rongguang's big box of things was finally distributed slowly, leaving a box that was not unpacked, and it was distributed separately when returning to the base.

Concubine Chu Liang still wasn't quite satisfied, as if she hadn't shouted enough, she hung around with that trumpet all afternoon, and would speak slowly into the trumpet from time to time.

"Line in line, don't jump in line, everyone has a share - line up..." Chu Feiliang said again.

Rongguang suppressed a smile, and handed over the incense to Zhang Nanchuan who came to pick up the things.

Zhang Nanchuan's eyes twitched when he heard the sound of the trumpet, and he quickly looked around.

There is no one around him!

Concubine Chuliang is yelling like a ghost!

There was no one!This fat rant must not be seen by everyone!

"What are you shouting for!" Zhang Nanchuan stared, "I'm here alone, and a ghost can jump in the queue!"

Concubine Chu Liang was half lying on the reclining chair, she raised her eyelids when she heard the words, and her relatives said in disapproval: "You have to line up alone, they are all like you, so do you want this rule?"

Zhang Nanchuan: "..."

Angrily, he squeezed the box in his hand, and walked away with heavy steps, so angry that he breathed fire.

Rong Guang counted the remaining quantity, asked Chacha beside him in a low voice, and said, "Chacha, did my sister send it correctly?"

"Send it right." Chacha said seriously: "The extra is that grandma is worried about the damage on the road and the quantity is not right. We can take it back and use it slowly... Well, there are not many. When we get back If the base sends another one, there will be more than 100 boxes left, and if you order a little more, there will be no more in less than half a year."

Rong Guang held his chin, thought for a while and said, "It's okay."

In the afternoon, no one came here anymore.

Rong Guang looked left and right, and then his eyes fell on Chu Feiliang again. He moved his small stool and slowly rubbed it there, and then said in a low voice, "Sister..."

Chu Feiliang raised her eyelids, and kept fumbling with her hands on the horn, not knowing what she was doing.

Rong Guang blushed a little, looked at the box next to her, and said, "You...do you want it? I promised you last time that I would give you some agarwood. Bian is also famous, and many people can’t buy it even if they want to.”

"Specially for me?" Chu Feiliang said with her eyes bent.

Rong Guang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yeah."

I don't know why, she was the one who gave the gift, but Rong Guang was extremely nervous, for fear that Concubine Chu Liang would refuse.

Although she may be thinking too much, she also knows that she is thinking too much, but... this kind of thinking is still unavoidable.

"Of course." Chu Feiliang rested her chin, glanced at the box next to her, and said, "How much can you give me? Just like everyone else, can you only get one copy?"

Rong Guang's eyes lit up, and he followed his own wishes and said, "Of course not! You're an exception, I left you a lot—I told grandma specifically, it's all yours! If you want it... it's all yours." !"

"It's all your—"

"It's all your—"

"It's all your—"

The four words began to "thrill" inexplicably, and then the loudspeaker that suddenly began to repeat itself rang through the crew, deafeningly, and so on and on, almost almost echoing.

All the staff who were still noisy and happily discussing the incense in their hands were stunned, and at the same time looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Rong Guang was also stunned.

The voice is my own, that's right.

The words are also correct.

... Even the meaning has not been misinterpreted.

But why, no matter when these four words are played from this speaker, there is a rather weird... sense of ambiguity?

She took a deep breath, almost unable to imagine what the rumors about her and Chu Feiliang in the crew would turn into after today!

Chu Feiliang was also a little surprised.

She glanced at the horn that was still yelling "It's all yours—" in her hand, and suddenly reached out and threw the horn forward, and said with an innocent face: "I am innocent. "

Rong Guang looked pitifully at the ground.

The speaker was dropped, and not only was it not broken, but it was like a human being, as if it had been stimulated, and energetically amplified the transmitted sound several times!

Especially after a piercing honking sound, the horn seemed to be pumped with chicken blood. The speaking speed was not only fast, but also very cheerful, as if it had been pressed twice as fast!

Rong Guang was shocked.

She almost pounced on it, quickly found the key, and pressed the entire horn to stop!

Chu Concubine Liang watched her movements until she saw Rong Guang's face turned red and white, almost ashamed as if she was about to find a crack in the ground, then sighed leisurely, with a sincere face, and said: "This time I'm really innocent."

Chacha squinted at Chu Feiliang.

'It's really innocent this time. '

Chacha Wangtian, broke his fingers, and thought to himself—this time he was innocent, what about the last time?

Definitely intentional and deliberate.

The grown-ups were indeed liars, and they didn't even bat an eyelid when coaxing a little girl, nor did they feel guilty at all.

Cha Cha pouted.

Rong Guang carried the trumpet in his bosom, deceiving himself and others, as long as he carried it in his bosom without being seen, the matter of the trumpet would be exposed sooner or later, and no one would continue to discuss it.

Hearing what Chu Feiliang said, Rong Guang nodded with a tangled face, feeling a little confused in mid-air, and said, "I...I believe in you..."

Concubine Chu Liang paused.

Then she nodded, "It should."

Hearing this, Rong Guang's face became even more confused.

Should... what? !

The whole afternoon was spent in such a weird atmosphere.

Rongguang walked on the road a few times, and he could see people in the group gathering together to discuss something, and he knew that the other party was not malicious, but they were just awkwardly digging their feet. I casually buried it as a grass on the field.

"Okay, don't think about it-get together, we can call it a day as soon as the evening scene is filmed!" Zhang Nanchuan shouted into the venue with a loudspeaker, and said: "All units will conduct the last inspection at night, tomorrow Prepare to explode in the early morning——!"

Following Zhang Nanchuan's order, the whole group started to get busy again.

Rong Guang calmed down, sprayed some water on his face to calm down, then moved his body and walked to Zhang Nanchuan.

Zhang Nanchuan was repeatedly studying the progress of the filming in the past few days in front of the camera. Seeing Rong Guang passing by, he waved to her and said, "Come on, Xiao Rong, come and take a look for yourself."

Rong Guang leaned over to watch it for a while, and said, "Is there any question, director?"

"No problem." Zhang Nanchuan glanced at her and said, "It's good that your condition is not affected. If we can keep shooting at this pace today, our progress will be much faster."

Rong Guang nodded, looked at the lights in the city and the lit torches, and said, "Okay, I know."

Tonight was actually not a serious scene, but it was one of the few scenes where she and Chu Feiliang were about to go offline, and it could be called a tit-for-tat rivalry.

Zhang Nanchuan looked at Rong Guang's appearance after being put on special effects makeup by the makeup artist, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "How is the effect of losing weight?"

Rong Guang smiled wryly.

Because the recent scenes required her to reveal a sense of weakness and powerlessness, so in order to conform to the script, Rong Guang had to lose weight, especially the flesh on her face.

There is a dedicated nutritionist in the group, and according to her physique, she will give her a list of nutritional needs that can support her body, will not hurt her body, and will allow her to lose weight quickly.

——Although it is basically boiled meat and tasteless lettuce.

Rong Guang sighed and said, "Look at the flesh on my face—"

Chacha poked his head out at the right time, touched her sister Guangguang's face, and said angrily, "There is no meat left!"

After finishing speaking, Cha Cha retreated back and continued to calculate the problem without being interrupted at all.

Zhang Nanchuan's heart, which didn't have much conscience at all, was suddenly poked for no reason. He coughed in embarrassment, "The script needs it, thank you for your hard work."

Losing weight is always what actors need most, and it is also the most difficult thing to overcome. It is not easy, and it is likely to fail to meet expectations. It is particularly difficult to persist.

"It should be." Rong Guang waved his hand, smiled relaxedly, and said, "It's not too long, and I'm going to make up for it by eating a lot after it's over."

Zhang Nanchuan was also happy when he heard the words, and said: "In a few days, I will start to recover and eat. It's okay to be fat for a while, as long as you can look on the camera. After you are finished, I will make the decision to treat everyone to a hot pot meal. I should be happy." Heh heh."

Rong Guang smiled and nodded.

After chatting for a while, the venue was ready, Rong Guang took a deep breath, pursed his lips, checked himself for the last time, pursed his lips, and lay down on the bed.

"Princess." The deputy general stood by the window not far away, frowning, looking at the figure on the bed, his eyes did not hide his worry, and said: "The person lying on the bed... is it Miss Jiang Wenmou?"

"Why did you say that?" Ji Ying turned his head and glanced at the lieutenant expressionlessly.

The lieutenant general has been by her side for many years, and has lived and died with her several times on the battlefield. They get along more like brothers, and when they talk, they don't look like outsiders, and they have to take care of so many things.

Hearing this, he lowered his head and said in a difficult tone, "This subordinate just thinks... that I have made a mistake."

Back then, Jiang Wenmou had plump cheeks, dazzling eyes, and a dazzling smile. No matter where she went, even if she always stood behind Ji Ying, she still never concealed her existence, and would always be the center of everyone's eyes. .

Therefore, Ji Ying never dared to take her into the palace, for fear that she would be seen by others.

But now Jiang Wenmou...

The deputy general lowered his head, sighed faintly, and said, "Miss Jiang Wenmou seems to be much thinner, and my subordinates just look at her... as if she could be hurt with just one finger."

He was no match for Jiang Wenmou in the past.

In the entire princess mansion, except for the eldest princess, no one can beat her.

But now...

Times have changed, it is really embarrassing.

Ji Ying was silent for a moment.

The military doctor had already pulled out the silver needle, and with a worried face, he said, "I am old and incompetent."

Ji Ying's heart sank.

"The girl lying on the bed has a chaotic pulse, which fluctuates from time to time. Judging by her appearance, she probably once had good martial arts, but for some reason, there is no trace of it now. The inner mansion is empty, and the inner mansion is quite exhausted. .If you can calm down and take care of yourself, maybe you can live another 30 to [-] years..."

"If you worry too much and become sick from overwork..." The military doctor sighed, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid there will not be a few years left."

The lieutenant sent away the military doctor.

Not long after he left, Jiang Wenmou coughed uncontrollably on the bed. However, she had a grim and painful expression, her eyebrows were furrowed together, but she couldn't open her eyes at all.

Ji Ying's hands were clenched into fists, and she stared intently at the person on the bed, but in the end, she closed her eyes, let out a long sigh, and stretched out her hand to help the person on the bed up, letting her lean into her arms, With a slight force on the other hand, gently give her the breath at the position after the punch.

Not long after, Jiang Wenmou's cough gradually calmed down.

Panting, she glanced back, pursed her lips and said, "Princess..."

Ji Ying turned cold again.

But in the end, he was not willing to push her, but put a thick backrest behind her.

After finishing some work, Ji Ying finally asked, "What exactly do you want to do here?"

Jiang Wenmou closed his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Can I...have a glass of water?"

Ji Ying fell silent, and went to the table to pour a glass of water for her.

The water was still lukewarm, and someone had obviously been deliberately changing it.

The army was so tense that everyone in the inner city of more than [-] people was in danger, but what she got was a bowl of hot tea.

Jiang Wenmou twitched the corners of his lips and forced a smile.

"What time is it?" Jiang Wenmou sipped the hot tea in his hand, and finally noticed that his limbs and bones were gradually warming up.

She glanced at the sky outside, took a light breath, and said.

"You time." Ji Ying said.

Jiang Wenmou finished drinking a glass of water and put the glass aside.

She said softly, "I'm here this time to discuss something important with you."

Ji Ying looked at her quietly.

Jiang Wenmou smiled wryly, grabbed the quilt under his body tightly, and said, "I know that you buried several tons of gunpowder at one time in the secret passage under the city, and I also know that this time...you don't want to live at all, almost with the determination to die Guard this city and plan to die with them."

Ji Ying was expressionless, and listened to her quietly, "But you can't die."

"The emperor has run out of oil and lamps, and he can't eat soup these days. The new emperor is not yet full-fledged. If you die..." Jiang Wenmou said: "The court is in turmoil, under internal and external troubles, the court collapsed It's just a matter of a few years."

"What do you do?" Ji Ying asked back, "If I don't die, the 5 people left behind by my father will come and kill me on the spot, and even pay the lives of the people in the city to be buried with me."

"You mean that reckless Zhao Wude?" Jiang Wenmou hooked the corners of her lips, and under the dancing candles, her face looked softer, "He can't threaten you—at least in recent days, he can't threaten you."

Ji Ying looked at her slowly, without speaking.

Wen Mou pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said: "His Royal Highness got the news early, and ordered the 2 men guarding the border under him to pretend to be you, and went to the direction of Nanman overnight. Zhao Wude was brave and foolish. I heard that It was you who fled the battle and led troops to chase after them."

"The order from the crown prince?" Ji Ying raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Wenmou saw that the plot was exposed, he didn't say anything, he cleared his throat and said, "I'm the one who lied to him, the prince is still young, and he can't think so carefully, just heard that you are now seriously injured, and you are attacked by enemies, so you put him in his hands. gave me the token."

Speaking of the younger brother who was born with the same mother, Ji Ying sighed and said, "It's hard for him."

"If you think he's in trouble, don't you think about yourself? Isn't your current situation embarrassing?" Jiang Wenmou breathed shortly, pursed his lips, concealed the light in his eyes, and said, "Now Beidi and Dongyi teamed up to break the current situation where the four sides were facing each other. The Nanman has always been weak, and it has been even more difficult to support it after so many years. Relying on the economic exchanges with the Li Dynasty every year and the reinforcement of troops, this is barely supported. Once the Li Dynasty The dynasty collapsed, and they couldn't even stabilize the foundation of the small affiliated country...the only way left is to destroy the country..."

"I have sent false news to Dongyi and Beidi. As soon as Zishi arrives, Nanhuang will be ill. With the 2 people of His Royal Highness, the troops will attack the base camps of Dongyi and Beidi in two ways. I will leave you enough Time to evacuate Deer Creek..."

"I can't go." Ji Ying said: "Luxi has been abandoned. There are guns everywhere in the city, even if we evacuate, it will take at least three years for this place to restore its former appearance. If we don't do anything, how can we?" It’s not that they sent an entire city to them for nothing.”

"How could it be possible to do nothing, my lord." Wen Mou looked up at her, and said slowly: "This time Beidi Dongyi's army is under pressure, even if they send troops back to the city to support them, they will not be willing to let go of the deer." The mouth-to-mouth fat meat of Xixi will definitely leave more than half of the troops to attack the city. When the time comes, you can just evacuate."

"The rest..." Wen Mou smiled slightly, and the moment he raised his face, the arrogance on his face flashed past, and he raised his head and said: "The princess will leave it to me at ease. There are tens of thousands of soldiers in the barbaric area. I don't see it yet."

It wasn't until this time that Ji Ying finally realized that what was in front of her was no longer the mentally damaged, warm eyes of a child, but the famous granddaughter who was the only granddaughter of the prime minister at that time, who was once amazingly talented and beautiful. , so that today the little Zhuge Jiang Wenmou who does not hesitate to pay attention to the cottage.

"Ca—!" Zhang Nanchuan held the horn and shouted contentedly.

"Good performance!" Zhang Nanchuan took the lead in applauding, and there was almost no need to replay this game to know that it must have passed.

Every expression and every sentence of Rong Guang and Chu Feiliang is just right. If there is no problem with closing the voice in the later stage, this scene can even be played directly on the screen with the original lines!

"Come to the crews to get ready—listen to my command at last, and finally—" Zhang Nanchuan's loudspeaker suddenly fell silent in the middle of speaking.

He looked at it suspiciously, stretched out his hand and patted the speaker, tried to adjust the tune back and forth, and turned the volume to the maximum, but there was still no sound.

He said to the person in the props group next to him: "What's wrong with the horn? What's wrong, it suddenly didn't—"

"It's all yours—!"

"It's all yours—!"

Waves of cheerful and crisp voices resounded in the evening air.

Zhang Nanchuan lowered his head, with an expression on his face as if he had been run over by a wheel, and looked at the horn in his hand in shock, his hand trembling all the time.

Rong Guang spit out the unfinished water in an instant, and Chu Feiliang was holding mineral water in her hand. Shameless has become a habit these days, and at this moment, she is a little... not quite tense.

The author has something to say: Teacher Chu: I also know that I have been a bit shameless these days.

The cubs who commented in this chapter poked 19 small red envelopes!

Posted it once today, super fat!Akimbo!

感谢在2020-07-2323:51:20~2020-07-2423:50:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 3 from the abandoned house old Chen; 1 from the little P;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:都久29瓶;carolgirlxx20瓶;做Johnny好累、默默10瓶;小P、我就是馋小姐姐身子怎、慵懶貓5瓶;梧桐2瓶;一只爱八卦的獾1瓶;

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