After the official announcement with the disabled actor

The mobile phone was lying on the sofa, and the picture on the screen was unobstructed.

Fu Ying has sharp eyes, and she can clearly see the characters in the painting with just a glance.

The picture scene is simple, except for the two protagonists, there is only one wall fixed on the right side.

Ting Miao lazily tilted his head and leaned against the wall without any scruples.

His clothes were slightly disheveled, his slender back was pressed against the wall, and a large piece of white skin was exposed under his collarbone.That's not to mention, he was only wearing a boyfriend shirt whose hem reached his thighs. The material was light and thin, and he could vaguely see two rosy bumps on his chest.

The painting skills are superb, and Ting Miao's facial features are surprisingly similar.

Looking at Fu Ying again, in a straight suit, at the moment she is wrapping one hand around Ting Miao's slender waist, and the other hand, with well-defined knuckles, is pressing against the wall. This posture completely shackles Ting Miao in her arms.

His head was slightly lowered, and the perfect height difference allowed him to pick up the bright red and tender lips with a slight bow.

The painter's hands are blatant enough to clearly depict the tip of the tongue that was faintly exposed when the two kissed.

The color exploded.

When Ting Miao saw this just now, he was so dazed that his hands trembled in fright when the field assistant came over.He yelled "Come here" to the field assistant, and then grabbed the phone tightly, just as if what happened just now didn't exist.

With a bright smile, he turned his head: "Mr. Fu, shall we go there?"

Fu Ying turned the wheelchair and came to him, her gaze stayed on his left hand holding the mobile phone, her eyes darkened slightly: "The picture just now..."

"It's not mine or yours!" Ting Miao blurted out in a flash of excitement.

The voice was so loud that Assistant Qin, who was watching the play next to him, glanced at him suspiciously.

Fu Ying was inexplicably dissatisfied with what he blurted out, she raised her eyebrows, and said with displeasure: "Could it be you and Lin Wenyuan?"

"Ah?" Ting Miao blinked helplessly.

Why did you mention the senior again?

Ting Miao muttered, "Of course not, it's just an ordinary picture..."

Fu Ying stared at him inexplicably for a while, then looked away after a while, and said lightly: "Let's go."

The scene to be filmed today is that Chu Fengmo came across a case on the way of collecting poems. He stopped on the way of collecting poems, determined to find out the case here before going on his way.Little did he know that when he was investigating the case, he unexpectedly met Huo Wan who had met him once.

When Chu Feng was investigating the case, he got mixed up in a thatched hut in the mountain forest. The room was quite big, with two entrances and two exits.Chu Fengmo secretly followed the perpetrator, but was about to get a clue, but unexpectedly made a sound, which caused him to be noticed. He hid in the thatched hut in panic, but he didn't know that this was the place where Huo Wan wandered around the rivers and lakes, and Huo Wan was also caught because of his legs. Lying on the bed.

The key shooting scene is when Chu Fengman and Huo Wan meet again by mistake.

Director Zhou saw the two coming out of the dressing room one after the other, picked up the speakers and asked all departments to pay attention, and the filming started after the scene was over.

"This is the first thing you encountered in Jianghu after you left the temple. You have no experience in Jianghu, but after being caught after you were followed, although you have martial arts, your first thought can only be self-protection." Director Zhou took the script He Tingmiao explained the details: "The atmosphere is tense. It has nothing to do with martial arts, but with mentality. It is the first time for the gentle and cautious poetry collector to face this kind of scene, and he has abandoned the reserve he once had in the capital."

"Director Zhou, I understand." Ting Miao nodded heavily.

After Director Zhou finished speaking, he asked Ting Miao to change his clothes quickly. His appearance this time was a black outfit.Li Huahua and the two make-up assistants cleaned up Ting Miao's face for a while, and the more they looked at it, the more satisfied they became. The deliberately lengthened eyebrows and the raised corners of the eyes showed a different style from the previous gentle image, and it matched the tight black clothes very well. .

Li Huahua tied Ting Miao's long hair, which was half-drapped and half-tipped, high behind her back. Instead of using a hair crown, she only tied it with a dark-colored hairband. The threads are intertwined.

The high ponytail and black clothes made him look neat, and his originally childish and soft features were covered up by Li Huahua's few strokes.

"Miao Miao, your waist is so thin." Li Huahua looked at the assistant standing behind Ting Miao and helping him put on his belt, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.She stepped forward and sighed, "It really looks better in a tunic."

Although Ting Miao's waist is too thin, but his body is slender and tall, his proportions are very good, and his figure is elegant. Dressed up like this, he has a bit of the chic charm of a wanton charlatan.

Ting Miao smiled at Li Huahua, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, and the faces of the two assistants beside him turned red.

Li Huahua ouched twice: "No way, what kind of poetry collector is going to be like this, I'm afraid that as soon as he leaves the capital, he will be robbed to become a daughter-in-law."

The two assistants covered their mouths and laughed loudly.

Ting Miao looked embarrassed.

Back on the set again, everyone was getting ready, each cheering up and busying themselves with the things in their hands.

Ting Miao was dressed in black, half running and half walking, the hem of his clothes swaying as he walked, and his high ponytail swayed vigorously: "Director Zhou, I'm ready."

A clear voice suddenly sounded, and the noisy studio was quiet for a moment. Someone turned his head to look at Ting Miao, but he was stunned for a long time as if his soul had been captivated.

The thick black clothes are arrogant and reckless, Ting Miao smiles at the corner of his mouth, the harmless face of humans and animals is in sharp contrast with the black clothes on his body, but it doesn't feel abrupt, as if he hooked the corners of his mouth innocently, what is hidden in that laughter is A poisoned blade.

Director Zhou pulled him over with a look of astonishment.

"Huo Wan is ready in the thatched hut, the culprits are ready, the first scene of the first action!"

In the camera, Ting Miao's figure is exposed, being chased by the perpetrator, his face is tense, and he runs nervously in the woods.Fortunately, when he was running to the point of exhaustion, he vaguely saw a thatched hut in front of him.

Ting Miao didn't immediately go to the thatched hut to hide, but turned around and hid in the bushes beside the forest.The camera quickly moved up to take a few close-ups of him, Ting Miao rolled his eyes, tore off the hem of his clothes, and threw them away.Then he picked up two stones and threw them on the rag, which really caught the attention of the group of people.

Seeing this, Ting Miao swallowed, and quickly ran into the thatched hut.

"Okay!" Director Zhou shouted with a loudspeaker: "The second shot of the first scene will start immediately, the camera crew will follow, and the lighting engineer will be lighting indoors."

"Action!"

Ting Miao rested for a minute, and after hearing the director's voice, he continued to run towards the thatched cottage.

He was extremely nervous at the moment, his eyes were flustered, and his forehead was covered with tiny drops of sweat. When he rushed into the thatched cottage, he heard those people shouting cursingly from behind: "You've been tricked, keep chasing!"

Ting Miao's body froze suddenly.

Director Zhou looked at Ting Miao's expression on the monitor, and smiled with satisfaction. This kid is exceptionally talented in acting, and he can be integrated with Chu Fengmo almost without speaking. His movements are not sloppy at all, and his expression changes naturally. He is a natural actor.

As the footsteps became more and more urgent, Ting Miao had no choice but to bite the bullet and hide in the thatched hut for a while.He broke into the thatched hut, looked around and knew that there was no one living there, and subconsciously walked to the innermost room.

There is only a slightly broken wooden bed here, Ting Miao didn't have time to look carefully, just when he didn't know what to do, suddenly, someone grabbed him by the wrist and took him to the bed.

Ting Miao exclaimed, "Who are you?"

"Hush." ​​Fu Ying covered his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Huo Wan."

Ting Miao's eyes lit up instantly: "Brother Huo."

Ting Miao wanted to speak, but was stopped by Fu Ying.

Fu Ying narrowed her eyes, and yelled out fiercely: "Get out of here."

As the words fell, two sharp red stones burst out of the thatched cottage and plunged straight into the ground at the feet of those people.

"Yes, yes... Huo Wan, Huo Daxia!" Everyone's complexion changed suddenly, and they immediately faltered, "Don't dare to disturb Huo Daxia, the little ones will leave now."

"Cut!" Director Zhou greeted with a smile, "This one is over."

The surrounding staff breathed a sigh of relief. During this period of time, as long as the filming of the filming crew was about Ting Miao and Fu Ying's scenes, it was almost a one-shot. It only needed to add a few close-up shots later, which was rare for the crew. good thing.

The people surrounding the thatched hut scattered like birds and beasts.

Qin Li walked in and prepared to help the boss sit in the wheelchair, Fu Ying waved his hand and asked him to go out and wait.Qin Li didn't ask anything, but before he left, he glanced at the two lying on the same bed, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes behind the gold-rimmed mirror frame.

"Mr. Fu, shall I help you up?" Ting Miao saw that Assistant Qin had left, got up, half kneeled and half sat on the bed.

As he spoke, he leaned over, ready to push back the thin quilt.

On the narrow wooden bed, the bodies of the two are almost touching.Fu Ying lay on the bed with both legs weak, watching Ting Miao bend slightly and approach him.

He ran into the house and hid on the bed in a hurry. Ting Miao's clothes were already slightly messy, and the tall hair was flying to the shoulders and neck, and there were a few dragon-like bangs floating on his smooth face. .

The sweat on his forehead wet his bangs, sticking to his forehead and cheeks, and his beautiful eyes were also a little red from running.

Fu Ying soon discovered that his current makeup was different from usual, the corners of his eyes and brows were deliberately deepened and elongated, which added a delicate beauty to his pure facial features.

Fu Ying's throat rolled twice, and she stretched out her hand to push aside his slightly open collared placket to cover the bright red mole under the collarbone.

"Who chose your clothes?"