After the official announcement with the disabled actor

The sky is clear and bright in early autumn.

Fragments of sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the sleeping teenager wrapped in a soft blanket in the middle of the bed.

The sunshine was comfortable, Ting Miao was about to wake up, he lazily turned over with his feet and hands hugging the blanket, just in time for his dazed eyes to hit the sunlight gathered by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Ting Miao got up slowly, sitting cross-legged, his mind was slowly waking up.

His face was a bit tired, his beautiful eyes were lifeless, and even his normally red and wet lips were pale and pale now.

Ting Miao rubbed his head, after waking up, he remembered those words from yesterday's interview, it was indeed a bit abrupt.

He stretched his waist and let out a whine, and clicked on Weibo, and sure enough, he saw that there were a lot of discussions. Even after one night, there was no intention of being replaced by other popular Weibo.

@平生赏美人: #真实谈话宫iao# Have you watched the live interview, Ting Miao actually mentioned Fu Ying’s name, I’m so fucking excited!Does this mean that Ting Miao likes Fu Ying, otherwise how could he say such ambiguous words?Ahhhhhhhh, could it be that my unpopular double yolk egg cp is about to be sugared? [Excited]

[Miaotuan Military Division]: Fuck it, don't bring rhythm.What did Miao Miao say? I think the host wanted to fire up the cp of the seniors and juniors. Miao Miao couldn't help it, so he just said a random name.

@万落向静: #亭iaoFu英# To be honest, Fu Yingdi disappeared for three years, no one knows where he is and what he is doing?There have been a lot of guesses over the years, amnesia, disabled vegetative, no matter which one is miserable, okay.Fu Yingdi is like this, and Ting Miao still pushes him to heat up. He really doesn't show affection. No matter how you look at it, it's Fu Ying's bad luck.

[Overthrow]: That's right, Ting Miao is poisonous, isn't it disgusting?

Zhan Tingmiao, or Zhan Fuying, there are various theories in the hot search.

Fans were arguing all over the Internet, and there were even fighting fans from both sides who specially created super chats to scold each other.

Ting Miao skilfully flipped through various Weibo posts, and clicked casually, but saw a picture with a rather ambiguous language.

@双黄蛋牛比: He, a powerful actor, once won an award and then fell.He, an aura actor, couldn't hold back after waiting for three years.When the spotlight in the live broadcast room came into focus, he lowered his eyes, did he think of the highly anticipated superstar back then——Fu Ying, will you come back? "Of course I will, come back to see you, my love." Hey, err... I'm fucking licking double egg yolks!What are seniors and juniors!Our double kings are awesome, okay? !There is still the fetters of three years ago, I love this sense of fate. [picture]

[Just Eat Candy]: That's right, my sister, although your copywriting is Mary Sue, it's honest, the double yolk eggs are awesome, Brother Miaomiao is awesome!

It turned out to be a small group of CP fans who had sprung up all of a sudden.

He and Fu Ying's.

Ting Miao immediately clicked on the accompanying picture behind the copy, only took a look, then pursed the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, his face was blushing uncomfortably.

In that picture, he and Fu Ying were hugging.I don't know which fan circle master refined the picture, the matching degree is so high, there is no trace of any P picture at all.It seemed, as if the two of them had really embraced so intimately before.

Ting Miao looked at the picture with joy in his heart, and when he was about to save it, Brother Wen Qin suddenly came to the video and interrupted his movements.

On the screen, Wen Qin was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined.

"Brother Wenqin."

Ting Miao was not in a hurry to return to Weibo to collect pictures, and obediently greeted his manager.

Wen Qin teased him: "Yo, Miao Miao is drunk?"

"..." Ting Miao stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, put himself in a good posture and slammed at the big brother on the screen, glaring at him: "You still say it."

Wen Qin shook his head and laughed.

He has business at the moment: "The Poetry Collector is about to start the operation, you should prepare well and go to Anise City to attend the start-up banquet tomorrow."

Ting Miao has been in possession of the script of "The Poetry Collector", a grand masterpiece in ancient costumes, for nearly two months.During this time, the crew and the director team were auditioning for other roles or adjusting the shooting location, so he buried himself in the room and read the script, memorizing the lines by heart.

The start-up will be in these two days, and after the start-up banquet, they will officially join the team.

The shooting location is in Anhui City, which is far away from Yancheng, and the terrain is even more remote.

Ting Miao has to leave tonight, and the flight will arrive tomorrow afternoon.

After discussing with Brother Wen Qin about joining the group, Ting Miao hung up the phone, returned to the Weibo just now, and prepared to take the retouched pictures secretly for his own use.

As a result, the blogger who posted the picture actually deleted it!

Ting Miao frowned suspiciously, turned to the homepage of the original blog, and saw that the blogger specially posted a new Weibo to explain, the reason is:

@双黄蛋牛比: I was scolded by Wei fans, and ran away crying, goodbye in the world.

Ting Miao stunned: "..."

Anhui City is rugged and remote.But its natural scenery is suitable, with flowers and green grass, fresh air, and it is a good place for leisure and retirement.

Ting Miao has always disliked bringing assistants to the set, and this time he came to Anhui City alone.

As soon as he got off the flight, crew members came to pick him up.

The director sent the address, and in order to keep it confidential, the opening banquet was held in a villa in Anise City.

Ting Miao put the luggage in the hotel booked by the director, and went to the villa with the staff.The kick-off banquet is to allow the actors in the same group to communicate in advance and to invigorate the relationship, and no reporter marketing account is present.Therefore, Ting Miao didn't put on special make-up or brand endorsement clothes, but only wore a simple half-sleeved shirt.

The banquet started at seven o'clock in the evening, and Ting Miao came just in time, neither early nor late, when he got off the car, he saw many actors walking to the villa.

This villa is located in a European-style manor. The single-family mansion is dignified and elegant. Although it is luxurious enough, it does not have the feeling of resplendent and magnificent. Instead, it is calm and steady, with an elegant and classical charm.

The woods around the courtyard are naturally sparse, and there is also a clear river that shuttles quietly between the woods and the rockery.

It can be seen that the value of the villa is not cheap.

"Director Zhou actually held a kick-off banquet here, it's a big deal."

"It's remote here, and there are no paparazzi here."

From a distance, a few artists got out of the car and discussed in shock after seeing the villa in front of them.

Ting Miao's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw that the artist in the innermost place was Bai Yan from the same company as him.Unexpectedly, apart from Lin Wenyuan, there are acquaintances filming together, Ting Miao was about to say hello, but saw Bai Yan glared at him, and then walked straight to the villa, with a bad face.

Ting Miao didn't bother to trouble himself, shrugged and walked in slowly.

As soon as he entered, Director Zhou saw him and said with a smile, "Xiaoting, you've come."

Ting Miao shook hands with him: "Hi, Director Zhou."

It was the first time he and Director Zhou worked together, but they talked a lot during the audition, and they kept in touch with each other on WeChat afterwards, and the relationship is pretty good now.

While chatting, the director's assistant came and whispered to Director Zhou.

When the words fell, Director Zhou immediately put on a straight face, and said in a deep voice, "Go and tell those managers that no one is allowed to go to the third floor."

The assistant hurriedly said, "Yes, director."

The decoration of the villa was elegant and calm. Almost all the artists came to the scene, plus the manager's assistant and so on, the villa on the first floor was bustling.The director prepared this place in advance, even though it was inside the villa, the start-up banquet was not much better than those in ordinary crew hotels.

However, not long after Ting Miao came in, he felt as if he had been here before.

Like the kites carved on the pillars in the center of the villa, the placement of the railings of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the exquisite lamps hanging from the ceiling, they are all familiar.

Afraid of being abrupt, Ting Miao chatted for a long time before inadvertently asking: "Director, is this villa in your name? I seem to have been here before."

Director Zhou was stunned for a second, then smiled and said, "It's from an old friend, I borrowed it from me."

"I see."

"You said you've been here?" Director Zhou patted Ting Miao's shoulder and smiled, "I'm afraid I remembered it wrong." Judging from the man's previous temper, it was impossible for him to bring a stranger here.

Just as Zhou Dao thought about it, he suddenly remembered something and stared at Ting Miao in horror. His mind was full of thoughts, muddy and confused.

Ting Miao was puzzled: "Director?"

Director Zhou reacted back to his senses: "Oh, it's okay, Xiaoting..."

Just as he was talking, the director's assistant came over after finishing his work, just in time to hear Ting Miao's question, and answered with a smile: "Could it be that Mr. Ting has seen the courtyard and deep pavilion, so the movie was shot here."

"The Courtyard and Deep Pavilion" is Director Zhou's debut film. It was filmed three years ago, and since then, Director Zhou has become a new domestic director.

It is a coincidence that Ting Miao thinks about it now. Three years ago, Fu Ying had just disappeared, and this movie was being produced quietly and unexpectedly during that time.

Ting Miao has seen the courtyard and the deep pavilion, but the scene in the movie is about the villa, but now it is unfamiliar, but the sense of familiarity in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He should have been here before, but his thoughts were so vague that he couldn't remember it at all.

The opening banquet is grand and formal, and the process is complicated.

The leading actor came on stage to introduce, except that the other male lead was not present, everything else was ready.After the screenwriter and director talked about the script, the producer announced the start of the crew, etc., it was late at night.

It's time to socialize at night.

Ting Miao didn't drink at all, but besides the crew, there were also investors and the like, so he had to give face.Fortunately, Director Zhou helped him to entertain him. After Ting Miao thanked him, he went to the balcony with a glass of juice to watch the night view.

The starry sky embellishes the deep black night sky beautifully, and the surroundings are quiet, only the cicadas are singing calmly.

From the position of the pavilion, you can see the scenery of the manor outside the villa, the rockery and stone forest, the corridors with straight columns, and the outermost small river flowing slowly, which added a sense of romance to his heart.

The corners of Ting Miao's mouth curled up slightly, and the image of Fu Ying rescued him four years ago flashed in his mind.

He has a high nose bridge, deep but proud narrow eyes, a domineering and handsome face, and the corners of his mouth are always drawn lazily, as if there is nothing he can keep in mind, wanton and arrogant.

As Ting Miao thought about it, his smile widened, and there were sparkling things in his eyes, which were more dazzling than the stars.

The juice ice in his hand was cold, colorless, and the taste was different from ordinary drinks. Ting Miao was excited, and took a drink without thinking.

The soft lips were moistened by the sweet and attractive juice. Ting Miao liked the taste, bent the corners of his mouth, and continued to drink.

But something is wrong with drinking.

He lowered his head and stared at the juice with dazed eyes.

The liquid inside was colorless, and nothing unusual could be seen, but Ting Miao suddenly felt that his brain was cloudy and his heart began to beat randomly.

A feeling of drunkenness struck, Ting Miao's body softened, and he leaned sideways against the railing, completely unaware that his clear eyes were dimly red at this moment.

"This is... wine?" Ting Miao murmured, pain flashing across his face.

He couldn't drink, would feel sick, and would vomit.

Ting Miao wanted to hurry up to sober up, but before he even stepped out of the balcony, he was stopped by a man in a suit and leather shoes.

The body is slightly obese, wearing a suit but can't even button it up, and there are strips of fat on his face, his eyes are very small and thin, and he is greedily scanning Ting Miao's whole body, as if looking at the goods.

You don't need to think about your intentions to understand.

Ting Miao frowned uncomfortably, and with his bewildered drunken eyes, he could vaguely tell that the person in front of him was an investor of the crew.

"Ting Miao, Ting Miao..." The man narrowed his eyes, his face full of wretchedness, he approached Ting Miao, and murmured in a low voice, "How difficult it is for me, it's easy to get it."

When the other party spoke, the smell was disgusting, mixed with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, Ting Miao covered his lips and nose uncomfortably, and shouted in a stiff voice: "Get out of the way."

The corner of the man's mouth curled up: "I finally let you drink, and I'm reluctant to let you go. Ting Miao, tell me, what do you want, script variety show endorsement, I'll give it all to you."

While speaking, he approached Ting Miao.

He directly pushed Ting Miao, who was weak after drinking, against the railing.

With his thin back pressed against the railing, Ting Miao's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to escape.But the blazing alcohol still threw his reason far away. At almost the same moment, Ting Miao, who was drunk, blushed, and a picture appeared in his mind almost crazily——

As the night fell, his misty eyes were blurred, panting lowly, and he was pressed against the railing by his broad and hard body.The hot lips didn't remind him, they directly covered his whole body domineeringly, and finally stopped at the sensitive neck, biting him hard without hesitation.

"Woo." Ting Miao remembered the bite mark, looked at the investor who was getting closer in front of him, and murmured in ecstasy: "Fu Ying..."

The voice was so low that the man didn't hear it.

But looking at Ting Miao's dazed eyes, he thought he had lost his mind and was secretly delighted.Unexpectedly, Ting Miao suddenly launched a fierce force, struggling to push the fat man away with almost all his strength, and ran away from the balcony drunkenly.

"Fuck it!"

The man cursed fiercely, seeing Ting Miao running so fast after being drunk, he stood there and cursed.

Ting Miao's eyes were blank, he couldn't see the road ahead clearly, following the little memory in his heart, he stumbled and ran to the third floor of the villa, and when he opened the door closest to the stairs, he felt like vomiting.

He subconsciously ran towards the bathroom.

"Lulu..."

The sound of the wheels rolling rang in Ting Miao's ears, Ting Miao turned his head in a daze, he couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, he only caught a sinister and cold voice, asking him: "Who are you?"

Ting Miao subconsciously wanted to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his stomach began to churn madly.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his legs and feet went limp in a hurry, and he bumped into something cold and hard, and his body immediately fell to the side, lying directly on something, vomiting in a daze.

"Ugh! Whoop..."

It took half a minute to vomit before it stopped.

The vomit smelled uncomfortable, and the room seemed to be infected with a strange smell. Ting Miao's face was mournful, the drunkenness still persisted, his eyes were sore, his lips were dry, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Ting Miao was in a daze, lying on his stomach as if on someone's knee, extremely dizzy.

At this moment, two fingers suddenly pinched his face out, his wrist tightened, and his jaws exerted force, forcing him to raise his head.

"Huh?" Ting Miao opened his wet eyes.

But the slender and fine eyelashes were wet with tears and sticky to his eyes, so that Ting Miao still couldn't see who was pinching him.

Naturally, he didn't know that the man in the wheelchair in front of him was Fu Ying whom he was thinking of.

Fu Ying's face was extremely ugly, and when this inexplicable person broke into the room and even vomited on him, she wanted to throw him out.But now, he pinched the other person's face, and only then did he see clearly the appearance of the person coming.

—— Ting Miao.

It was him.

Fu Ying's fingers pinching his face didn't stop. Seeing Ting Miao half kneeling and half sitting on the floor, her face was dazed by her own pinching, her mouth was pouting like a bulging chick's mouth, and her brows were furrowed for no reason. One loose.

Ting Miao ran anxiously to the third floor, throwing up anxiously, his body was already covered with thin layers of sweat.

The thin and soft bangs are now wetly attached to his forehead, his eyes are wet and confused, his cheeks are flushed, and when his face is pinched and he raises his head, his slender neck is flamboyantly exposed in the air.

From the current angle, Fu Ying could even glimpse the pale skin under his collarbone.

There is also a red mole that seems to ooze blood.

A pure beauty, a delicate rose torn apart by jealousy - Fu Ying suddenly remembered Lu Cong's words of praising Ting Miao.

His throat rolled frequently, holding back his anger, but his eyes suddenly sank, and the five fingers of his other hand were clenched into fists stiffly, the bones turned white.In the end, he leaned down sullenly, stared closely at Ting Miao's dazed eyes, gritted his teeth and uttered a few cold words: "You want me to come back just to give you this great gift?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xingji, Rex Rabbit Yi; my Taoist partner has disappeared, 3 bottles of pnnnni;