After the official announcement with the disabled actor

This morning, when Ting Miao came to the crew, he discovered for the first time that the director's crew had prepared desserts and drinks for everyone.

The whole group of staff members were holding drinks in exquisite boxes, and the sweet desserts were fragrant. When he saw the soft pastries in the director's room, he went over with a smile: "Director Zhou, these are prepared by you. Is it?"

"Eat whatever you want." Seeing him coming, Zhou Dun waved his hand and said something before answering Ting Miao's question: "Which is mine."

Zhou Dun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed to the dressing room: "Someone came to visit the class, I brought it."

"That's it." Ting Miao took a piece of rose cake, it was very sweet, the glutinous rice was soft and sticky, and the taste was particularly good.

He unconsciously took a few more bites, narrowing his eyes so beautifully: "It's delicious."

Ting Miao was not curious about who would come to visit the set. Since the start of the show, many actors have companies or family members who have come to visit, and they often bring a lot of greeting gifts when they come.

After eating two yuan, he was a little tired, Ting Miao walked towards the dressing room, intending to rest for a while, and then wait for Sister Huahua to come to make up for him.

There are very few dressing rooms for the crew, one for the main actors and several supporting actors, and Ting Miao's dressing room is in the innermost, together with Mr. Fu's.Now that Teacher Fu hasn't come over yet, he thinks it's better to go in and rest while waiting.

The dressing room is at the edge of the set, Ting Miao walked slowly towards that with a cup of milk tea in his hand.

Last night, the drizzle was drizzling, and the ground was moist, and there was no sound when stepping on the dead branches, and I just felt soft.The muddy ground was dirty and slippery. He walked very slowly. From time to time, he met actors in the same group and greeted them with a smile.

Near the makeup area, there were fewer and fewer people. He estimated that everyone was still eating and drinking there.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was only seven o'clock. The air washed by the rain at night was very refreshing, and there were a few crystal raindrops falling on the branches and leaves that rushed over.

Ting Miao took a few breaths of fresh air and stepped up to the destination.

Suddenly, he heard bursts of sticky hums, soft and long, and he heard goose bumps involuntarily on his arms.

Ting Miao's brows gradually frowned, and when he walked to the actress's dressing room next to him, he froze in his footsteps.

That, that inside... the door was not closed at all, it was wide open, two people who were half-undressed embraced each other, the actress Lin Xiaoyue who played Duan Ting was facing the door, her eyes were tightly closed, and her mouth was screaming. Intermittent calls.

What you are doing is self-evident.

Ting Miao hurriedly retreated in embarrassment, feeling embarrassed, why did he bump into him.

He blushed and flustered, and did not go back to the dressing room, but turned his head to go back.The two dressing rooms were very close to each other, and he really didn't want to listen to the live broadcast.

Xu Shi was too surprised to keep his head down. When Ting Miao was about to leave, he bumped into several prop boxes outside the room.

There were two "crash" sounds, and the empty item box rolled around in the muddy ground.

"Ah—" Lin Xiaoyue's piercing exclamation came from the room.

Ting Miao was stunned, his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and he wished he could get into the ground now.

But the props box blocked his way, and he was still standing at the open door. When he looked up, he saw Lin Xiaoyue blushing, and after giving him a shameful look, she hid herself and straightened her clothes.

Ting Miao didn't speak, lowered his head, and was about to leave when an extremely deep voice sounded.

"Who's outside?"

Ting Miao's face turned pale, his footsteps froze, and he suddenly felt a creepy feeling all over his body.

This voice is so familiar, it was the voice in my nightmares every night in the past few years.

Before he could speak, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back inexplicably, and the wet cloth stuck to his back, provoking an unknown shiver.

The people inside seemed to recognize him, and they walked over quickly with heavy steps. The sound of footsteps kept coming from Ting Miao's ears, which stimulated his eyes. When he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were already red.

He stared fiercely at the person who came out of the dressing room: "Why are you here?!"

He stepped back frequently, not wanting to have any contact with the person in front of him.

The man noticed Ting Miao's subconscious movements, his sharp eyebrows showed a smile, and the evil factor in his heart burst out instantly, approached Ting Miao, and laughed playfully: "So it's you, ah, Miao Miao, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

The interest in his voice made Ting Miao sick.

"What are you doing on the set!" Ting Miao narrowed his pupils and stared at him.

The man was very interested, he tilted his head and glanced back, hooked his lips, and said meaningfully: "What am I here for, didn't you see it? Well, Miaomiao, you look as good-looking as before when you cry... "

Ting Miao turned his face away: "Take your dirty hands away."

He took a deep breath, covering up the subconscious blush in his eye sockets, and tightened his lips tightly, not wanting to reveal the slightest emotion.

When the two confronted each other, Lin Xiaoyue, who had packed her clothes, came out delicately and weakly.

Lin Xiaoyue glanced at the strange reaction of the two, and did not shy away from Ting Miao. She stretched out her thin white arms around the man's waist, and her whole body wanted to cling to him: "Boss Qin, what are you talking about? You, who knows Ting Miao?" Miao? Would you two also..."

The tone was a bit mocking, Lin Xiaoyue looked Ting Miao up and down, her eyes were revealing.

She doesn't like Ting Miao. Although her acting skills are terrible, she looks beautiful and has always attracted the most attention everywhere.But after meeting Ting Miao, everyone around him was separated by him, no one did not praise him, and all those amazing and infatuated eyes gathered on him alone.Lin Xiaoyue knew exactly what kind of person Mr. Qin was. Seeing the strange atmosphere between the two of them, she subconsciously felt that Ting Miao, like herself, was also Mr. Qin's pet. people.

After Lin Xiaoyue finished speaking, she actually regretted it a bit. Boss Qin was uncertain, and she was afraid of getting herself into trouble.

However, she was suddenly very excited to have the opportunity to mock Ting Miao.

After Lin Xiaoyue finished speaking, she pestered the man and stared at Ting Miao as if she was enjoying goods, thinking twistedly in her heart, if the news is true, then Ting Miao will no longer have the face to stay in the entertainment circle.

The more she thought about it, the more excited Lin Xiaoyue became, leaning against the man stickily, rubbing against him with her soft body.

The man looked displeased and slapped her indifferently.

The sound of "pop" exploded in the silent space.

Lin Xiaoyue was slapped to the ground, her clothes were in a mess, and her exposed neck was full of crazy hickey marks.

She couldn't believe it, but she didn't dare to ask questions. Lihua shed tears with rain, and shouted in a soft voice: "Boss Qin, what did I do wrong..."

The man didn't even look at her, he stared straight at Ting Miao, with a frivolous smile at the corner of his mouth: "Lin Xiaoyue, what are you, worthy of calling me Miao Miao?"

Lin Xiaoyue stared at him in astonishment.

Ting Miao gagged, and said coldly, "Don't get me involved in your business."

Turn around to leave.

The man stopped him, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at Ting Miao's beautiful face with explicit eyes: "Now we are going to talk about the two of us, Miao Miao, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are even more beautiful."

"I just saw you for the first time." The man lowered his voice and licked his lips playfully: "The bottom is hard."

Ting Miao's face turned pale: "Qin Mao!"

Qin Mao was very satisfied with Ting Miao's reaction: "Your voice is as nice as before. I agree with you calling my name, but I hope it is when you are in bed."

Dirty and dirty memories got into his mind, Ting Miao felt a whirlwind.

He took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and stared at Qin Mao mockingly: "Do you really think that I am still Ting Miao four years ago? If you provoke me again, I will never let you go."

"Huh?" Qin Mao suddenly smiled: "Then I'll wait."

Ting Miao has calmed down now, and he doesn't have the fear of seeing a man for the first time. Looking at his playful smile, he sneered and said, "You won't forget how you were thrown out four years ago, Qin Mao."

Qin Mao's smile paused: "Fu Ying saved you back then, but not now."

Ting Miao shrugged: "Then you are wrong."

Qin Mao looked at him warily: "What do you mean?"

Ting Miao doesn't mind letting him know who he is, he likes to be bonded with Mr. Fu's name: "You have come to the film crew, don't you know who the leading actor is?"

Qin Mao's face suddenly changed, and he glanced at Lin Xiaoyue indifferently: "Who is it?"

Lin Xiaoyue trembled: "Fu, Fu Ying."

When the word Fu Ying fell down, Qin Mao's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Qin Mao's complexion changed quickly, and he lowered his eyes to think for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay, Miao Miao, it seems that I really can't get you, how about this, you...help me introduce Fu Ying?"

Sure enough, the businessman changed his face the fastest. Ting Miao didn't understand his train of thought at all, and murmured, "What? You still want to recommend yourself to be beaten?"

Qin Mao twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, his eyes dimmed, and he said with a half-smile: "I heard that he has succeeded VEJ, and there is some cooperation..."

"Go away." Ting Miao gave Qin Mao a sideways look.

He held his breath, and left here with angry steps.

After Ting Miao left, Qin Mao saw that no one was pleasing to the eye, and kicked Lin Xiaoyue condescendingly: "Go to hell."

He didn't expect that a temporary visit to the class would yield such a big harvest.

"Jintang Fu's family." Qin Mao rubbed these words in his mouth, his lips curled up slowly, and his eyes flashed a sharpness that was bound to win.

He appeared.

After four years, the man bent down by the devil reappeared.

Ting Miao took a deep breath and kept adjusting his state of mind.

He didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't help it. The scenes from four years ago rolled over in his dreams again and again. Those memories were so clear. He even remembered his trembling body when he was bullied by Qin Mao.

Fortunately, Teacher Fu is here.

Ting Miao wanted to see Fu Ying very much now, he stumbled out of the dressing room and came to the set, and sure enough, he saw Teacher Fu sitting there quietly reading the script.

Ting Miao's clamoring heart suddenly became stable.

The filming of the crew is wrapping up, and it is expected to wrap up in half a month.

The filming went smoothly, Director Zhou is in a particularly good mood recently, he seldom swears, and the atmosphere of the crew is full of laughter every day.During this period of time, the tidbits teacher has collected a lot of the daily life of the crew, and is going to show the tidbits when the poetry picker starts broadcasting.

The director is in a good mood, and the rest of the cast and crew are also relaxed.

"Yueyue, is President Qin really here to visit your class?"

The little sister's envious tone made Lin Xiaoyue flustered: "Yes, I will sign with President Qin's Minghuang Entertainment after I finish my career."

"That's great." The little sister winked with envy and jealousy, and asked her meaningfully: "Aren't you and Qin always, that one, that one?"

Lin Xiaoyue blushed and acquiesced.

She would never talk about the beating by Qin Mao just now. In her opinion, men are lustful. As long as she bends down and begs, sooner or later she will be able to climb the back door of President Qin again.

Seeing her acquiescing, the little sister held her hand enviously and kept whispering.

They didn't know what they were talking about, but as they talked, the two blushed.

So much so that when Fu Ying's iconic wheelchair wheel sounded in their ears, they didn't even hear it.

Fu Ying turned the wheelchair and passed the two of them. The name stuck in her mind was very familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere a long time ago.

"Qin Mao..." His eyes drooped, but he didn't remember.

The night was slightly rising, and the gloomy sky was smudged into a dark yellow.

There was a night scene at night, and Ting Miao was sitting face to face with Fu Ying, reviewing the script.

Ting Miao enjoys this kind of time very much, but he doesn't want to wrap up, wishing that he can stay together every day like in the crew in the future.

At this time, Qin Li hurried to find him and whispered a few words in Fu Ying's ear.

Fu Ying said casually: "Let him wait, see you after the play."

Qin Li hurried back again.

Director Zhou shouted with a loudspeaker: "Attention all departments, the show is starting!"

Being disrupted by Director Zhou, Ting Miao didn't ask who it was, and rushed to the set with Mr. Fu to shoot the last night scene tonight.

The spirit of filming at night will always be lacking. Fortunately, Ting Miao has a strong self-adjustment ability, so he forgot about Qin Mao in a blink of an eye, and focused on shooting well.

After the show, he originally wanted to take Teacher Fu back to the hotel and chat on the way, but Fu Ying shook her head: "I still have something to do."

Ting Miao frowned, curled her lips in disappointment: "Well, that's fine."

He returned to the hotel sleepily, lay on his back on the bed without packing anything, and kept silent.

During the period, Hua Xinyu came to greet him: "Miao Miao, what's the matter with you, you don't seem to be in a good mood tonight?"

Ting Miao was bored and pulled the quilt, rolled over, and said dryly: "It's a bit annoying to see acquaintances."

"Who is it?" Hua Xinyu was curious.

Ting Miao didn't say anything, lying on top of the quilt, rubbing his cheek against the plush.

Four years have passed, and he doesn't want to disturb his current life with those old things.Besides, Qin Mao was beaten out by Teacher Fu like he was throwing out trash, and there was no good skin left on his body, so he was punished.He appears now, as long as he doesn't bother him anymore, Ting Miao can act as if he has never seen him before.

Compared with the bullying he received over there, he would rather keep the affection he had for Teacher Fu when he first met him.

Seeing that Ting Miao had nothing to say, Hua Xinyu stopped asking, made him a pot of tea to help him sleep, and left the room.

He lay down on the bed, and he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly fell into a drowsiness, and fell asleep on his stomach without even taking off his clothes.

In the hotel room not far away, the atmosphere was anxious in an instant.

In the quiet room, with all the lights on, Qin Mao still felt a gloomy fear.

"Boss Fu, long time no see." He suppressed his discomfort and smiled faintly.

Fu Ying narrowed her eyes and fixedly looked at the man's face.

Some things gradually fit into the memory, and he remembered that this person was the one he had met four years ago.

At that time, Qin Mao was bullying a fair and clean child, but he stopped him.It happened that he was in a bad mood, seeing Qin Mao's displeasure, so he beat him up and was thrown out.

Fu Ying's memory has always been very good, but surprisingly, this past event is always somewhat vague.

"My humble Qin Mao, I had the honor to meet Mr. Fu four years ago."

Qin Mao smiled.Back then, he accidentally learned the identity of the eldest grandson of Fu Yingjintang Fu's family, so he was afraid.Otherwise, an ordinary star in the entertainment industry is nothing more than mediocre in his eyes.

Fu Ying didn't want to have a close friendship with him, so she raised her eyes: "What's the matter?"

Qin Mao didn't dare to underestimate Fu Ying four years ago, and he doesn't even dare now. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "I heard that Eternity Entertainment under President Fu recently cooperated with Jinrui Entertainment. Entertainment company, I wonder if Mr. Fu intends to negotiate?" After speaking, Qin Mao talked to Fu Ying about the entertainment company under his company with great communication skills, striving for cooperation.

It's just that Fu Ying's expression was neither salty nor dull, which made Qin Mao a little anxious.

He frowned and said anxiously, "Could Mr. Fu still blame me for the incident with Ting Miao?"

Qin Mao didn't realize that when he blurted out Ting Miao's name, the people in front of him rarely looked at him.

Qin Mao thought he cared about this matter, and smiled: "Isn't Ting Miao doing well now? I didn't care about him at the beginning. Let those old things go. You and I are talking about business. If we can cooperate, it will be beneficial to both parties." Both are beneficial."

Fu Ying's fingertips holding the wheelchair were trembling, and she slowly looked at him, a little unbelievable: "You said...the kid from four years ago, was it Ting Miao?"

Qin Mao said, "That's right, Mr. Fu, you still don't know?"

Fu Ying froze for a moment, turned the wheelchair frantically, and passed Qin Mao.

Qin Mao "fucked" in his heart, looking at Fu Ying's reaction, probably Fu Ying really didn't know that the kid back then was Ting Miao who was with him on the set now.Qin Mao couldn't tell what emotion was in his heart, but he was very surprised... Why did Fu Ying suddenly become agitated?

Qin Mao pursed his lips, fighting for the chance he finally got, and shouted from behind: "Mr. Fu, the matter of cooperation—"

The wheelchair braked harshly on the floor.

Fu Ying didn't turn around, and said coldly: "You took a life back four years ago, if you provoke him again now, I will make it impossible for you to take that life again."

He is going to find Ting Miao.

Right now, it has to be now.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Fu Ying slid the wheelchair away in a panic, her eyes were darker than the abyss, and the thick and strange eyes gathered inside were rushing out inch by inch, passing through the spacious corridor, entering through the cracks in the door and the corners of the wall, frantically Occupying Ting Miao who was separated from him by a few walls.

His Adam's apple kept rolling, and sweat slid down from his forehead one by one, dripping on the protruding Adam's apple.

He was restless, anxiously looking for Ting Miao's room, without thinking about anything, he slammed his fist on his door.

The room was quiet, Ting Miao was drowsy.

In his sleepy eyes, he heard someone knocking on the door, a strong thumping sound.

Ting Miao was afraid that if he didn't open the door again, the other actors would be disturbed.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he woke up, he found that he had slept for a long time without even taking off his clothes, just lying on the bed, fortunately he didn't catch a cold.

The violent knock on the door made his thoughts clear for an instant, and at the same time, the dark night made the knock on the door a little creepy.

"Who is it—" Ting Miao sat on the bed and yelled towards the door.

Suddenly, the knock on the door fell silent, Ting Miao was stunned, and then heard a deliberately suppressed voice outside the door: "Ting Miao, it's me."

With a hoarse voice, every word was paused, and the uncontrollable emotions seemed to be gushing out.

Ting Miao breathed a sigh of relief, surprised first and then delighted, and quickly opened the door: "Mr. Fu, why are you here so late!"

The first second Fu Ying saw him, her heart began to twitch violently, tightened and beat, and then she felt cold all over.

His Ting Miao said that he likes him all day long, but in fact, this love is so cheap, it is nurtured by kindness and repayment, there is no throbbing and no sincerity, it is just a thank you for him as a lifesaver, what is it? .

The bright smile on the corner of Ting Miao's mouth suddenly dazzled, making Fu Ying's heart sour.

"I saved you four years ago." Fu Ying looked at him with a cold ice blade in his voice.When he saw the surprise in Ting Miao's eyes, he confirmed that Ting Miao knew about it a long time ago, or it was because of this that he kept approaching him and pestering him.

With his hands on the wheelchair, he squeezed forcefully into the room.

Ting Miao stood at the door at first, watching Fu Ying stubbornly barging in, subconsciously stepped back to let him.When Fu Ying passed the door, he slammed it shut with his hand, and there were two clicks, and the lock was locked automatically.

Ting Miao looked at the lock button, didn't care, lowered his head and said truthfully: "Yes, Mr. Fu, do you remember, you saved me, I am very grateful to you, even I-" I fell in love with you at that time .

The confession was forcibly interrupted by Fu Ying, who said, "Do you want to repay me?"

To repay, I really wanted to repay. If it wasn't for Mr. Fu at that time, he didn't know what he would be tortured by Qin Mao.Repaying is what he should do: "Yes, yes... huh!"

"Bang—bang!"

Ting Miao's eyes widened, and he watched Fu Ying lose her mind, forcefully get out of the wheelchair, fall to the ground, and staggered two steps forward.In the blink of an eye, Fu Ying crazily pressed him on the soft carpet. Before he could panic, Fu Ying grabbed his neck unexpectedly.

"Oh!" Ting Miao hit the back of his head on the carpet, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Teacher Fu!"

Fu Ying pressed him hard, and the tyrannical factor in his heart suddenly grew unscrupulously. He shackled Ting Miao under his body, his eyes were red, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was creepy in the middle of the night: "I will lock you up, Ting Miao , Ting Miao, lock it up and you will be mine."

Ting Miao was so pinched by him that he couldn't speak, he kept shaking his head, tears were squeezed out.

Teacher Fu, what's wrong with you, what happened...

But in Fu Ying's eyes, his shaking his head was a ruthless rejection.

Fu Ying suddenly leaned over and gnawed kisses on the side of his neck obsessively, her heavy breathing revealed a terrifying danger.

While shaking her head, Ting Miao was indulging in his kiss, and was so stimulated that her whole face was covered with tears.

Fu Ying let him go at this moment.

"Mr. Fu, don't be like this. What's the matter? Can we talk properly?" Ting Miao cried and shouted, tears blurring his vision.

Fu Ying pulled off the tie with trembling hands, tied Ting Miao's hands, with red eye circles, pressed him desperately, and said in a cold and cruel voice: "You can only be mine, lock it up, and you will never run away again."

He even tore off Ting Miao's tie, picked up a rope he found from nowhere, and wrapped his hands and feet tightly.

The irritable mood made Fu Ying fall into a crazy obsession, and he didn't even realize that when he was tied up, Ting Miao didn't resist at all.

But Fu Ying's chest was still heaving and tyrannical, he couldn't stand up and couldn't walk, he could only hug Ting Miao's waist, and slowly transferred him to the bed and the narrow passageway between the French windows.

He didn't want the wheelchair anymore, moved over like a lunatic, and sat beside Ting Miao, staring at him with his black eyes motionless and without blinking.Even though the air between the two was ruthless and restless, he still stood quietly in front of him.I didn't say or do anything, just watched, and my eyes gradually became dry.

They are guarding their own private treasures, which cannot be shared.

Ting Miao couldn't move, his eyelashes were covered with tears, he blinked desperately to clear his sight, forced himself to calm down, panted, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Fu, I won't run, what's wrong, you tell me OK?"

Fu Ying's eyes were sharp, her body was trembling, and there was a chill on her back. She stared at him and said every word: "You are doing it for repayment, just because I saved you...how can you lie to me...you don't love me ah……"

Ting Miao quickly understood his anxiety.

He didn't resist or speak. At this time, Teacher Fu wouldn't want to hear any explanation.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a layer of moonlight like silver mist.

The god who rescued him from the quagmire locked him up with his own hands.

Ting Miao doesn't regret coming to him, but only regrets when the sunshine touched by the gods will shine back on him.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece of zero ink and clear shampoo;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Su Yunzhou; 1 bottle if there is no dictionary;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!