After the official announcement with the disabled actor

The moment Ting Miao threw himself into his arms, she wanted to leave almost reflexively, lest her body hurt Fu Ying's leg.

It has been more than three years since the car accident, but Fu Ying is still in a wheelchair, obviously seriously injured.

Ting Miao didn't dare to think too much, and struggled nervously.

Fu Ying's pulling force was too domineering, when she pulled Ting Miao, her whole body seemed to hit her chest.

The soft body was so close suddenly, Fu Ying's eyes dimmed, and before he could open his mouth, he unexpectedly felt a sweet fragrance rushing into his nostrils.

It seemed to be transmitted from Ting Miao.

Fu Ying lowered her eyes, her high nose looked like a wolf dog at the moment, and she sniffed lightly near the beautifully curved collarbone in her arms.

The warm breath gradually approached, and Ting Miao felt extremely dry in his heart.

He could see Fu Ying's broad and tough chest, he tried to raise his head, and struggled a few times nervously, only to find that Fu Ying's arms were wrapping around his waist, with bulging veins, tightly restraining him.

Where Ting Miao struggled, after moving his body a few times, he could only soften his voice: "Fu Ying, let me go first."

His legs are not good, what to do if he is crushed.

Ting Miao was half-stretched on Fu Ying's lap. Ever since he was dragged towards him, his heart was pounding with worry, and he couldn't calm down for a moment.

He felt sorry for Fu Ying, and seeing that the other party seemed to be in a daze without any response, after hesitating for a moment, he lowered his eyes slightly and followed Fu Ying's eyes.Only then did he realize that Fu Yingzheng's eyes were dark, staring at the red mole under his collarbone.

Covered by the clothes, the red mole was faintly visible.

Although Cai Cai's struggle was a little quiet, but he was wearing a costume, the front was originally slightly covered to the left, and it was tied at the waist with a thin rope, so it was loose.At this moment, he moved slightly, but his front was still in a mess, half-covering and half-exposing a large area of ​​delicate skin.

After Ting Miao noticed Fu Ying's gaze, he didn't know whether he was ashamed or happy for a moment.

He pursed his lips, even though Fu Ying's blatant eyes filled his brain with a lot of pornographic waste, but he still cared about big things in his heart.

Then he covered the skirt of his clothes casually, leaned down and approached Fu Ying, and used his soft voice to grind him: "Mr. Fu, Fu Ying, let me go down, and I will hold you down later... okay, let me go first!" open."

Seen from a distance, the two of them look very intimate, but they look like greasy lovers.

Hearing Ting Miao's words, Fu Ying's arms tightened around his waist.

But after a while, he slowly let go.

Ting Miao thought that Fu Ying was going to let him go, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to come out of Fu Ying's arms, a bony finger suddenly came over and pushed aside his loose skirt.

"Teacher Fu?" Ting Miao's mind became hot.

There are several layers of costumes, and what Fu Ying pushed aside was the outermost willow green dress.

He didn't continue, instead, through two or three layers of light and soft fabric inside, he touched the red mole hidden under the collarbone, which was so tender that it was almost oozing blood.

The slender fingers hesitated, and lightly tapped the mole.

The calloused fingertips on his chest were burning hot, Ting Miao trembled physically and mentally, and his breathing became slightly heavier. Before Fu Ying could continue, he quickly broke free from his arms.

Fortunately, the arm restraining the lower back has been withdrawn, and Ting Miao can easily get away.He was so bewildered by Fu Ying, he took two steps back hastily, bit his lower lip and frowned.

However, apart from blushing and being ashamed, Ting Miao didn't pay much attention to Fu Ying's actions just now, he just raised his eyes in distress, put them on his legs hesitantly, and said hesitantly: "Your legs, Are you ok?"

Fu Ying raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

This faint glance made Ting Miao anxious, lest there was something wrong with his legs.

Seeing that Ting Miao's lips turned pale and his eyes flustered, his expression became anxious.Fu Ying's heart suddenly lost control, and she felt great satisfaction.

His eyes were dark, and his eyes fell on his unconscious legs.

After a pause for a few seconds, her thin lips parted slightly, and she faintly uttered a word: "Pain."

Ting Miao's eye circles turned red instantly.

He didn't care about anything, walked up to Fu Ying in a panic, and said anxiously: "Why is this happening, I, I will take you to the hospital right now." He walked behind Fu Ying as he spoke, wanting to help push the wheelchair.

Ting Miao's reaction obviously made Fu Ying feel better.

So, when Ting Miao came to his side, Fu Ying tilted her head, pushed her elbows, and held the other's wrist directly.

"Let's go to the doctor to see what's the matter. I've been on your body for so long just now, and I must have been overwhelmed." Ting Miao was rambling anxiously, wrinkling her delicate eyebrows, "Ah yes, let's go down the mountain now. It’s not convenient, I’ll call the hospital first.”

After the words fell, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

But I forgot that I was wearing a costume now, and my phone was left in the dressing room.

Ting Miao couldn't touch the phone in a familiar place, bit his lips in anxiety, and said without hesitation, "We'd better go back to the set first."

After he finished crackling, he realized later that Fu Ying's hand holding his wrist had not moved from the beginning to the end.Ting Miao was stunned, and looked at Fu Ying suspiciously.

Fu Ying narrowed her eyes: "I lied to you."

"Let's go." He turned the wheelchair skillfully, turning his back to Ting Miao.

The azure jade crown stood upright in Fu Ying's hair when he took the makeup photo. His back was slightly covered by the back of the wheelchair, and the outline of his back could not be seen clearly.

But Ting Miao felt a little lonely.

Ting Miao curled his lips, and said in a clear voice: "Don't go."

Fu Ying, who had his back turned to him, was obviously taken aback.

Ting Miao clearly saw Fu Ying's shoulders stiffen for a moment.

He was about to step forward, but at this moment, Fu Yingjian frowned, turned her head suddenly, and swept her aggressive eyes towards a place far away.

There, it happened to be the corner of the set that was not covered with green screen.

"It's a fan." Ting Miao followed and frowned, "Or a proxy?"

There was more than one person there, all wearing tight-fitting masks, holding short cannons in their hands, and looked very experienced in their actions.Ting Miao glanced at it and then withdrew it, feeling inexplicably irritable.

It's not that he's afraid of being photographed, it's just that the sudden appearance of a few people has really disrupted his hard-won relationship with Fu Ying alone.

Fu Ying was noncommittal, rubbing between her brows irritably: "Let's go."

Then Tong Ting Miao quickly returned to the filming set.

……

The corner of the mountain forest not covered by the green screen in the distance.

Seeing the two of them leaving, the agent filmed annoyedly and pulled out the negatives to look at.

Her location is really bad enough, remote and far away, even when she finally saw Ting Miao, the lead actor of "Poetry Collector", because of the angle, she couldn't catch the person standing with Ting Miao who is it.

"Fuck! These are useless, they are all blurry."

A companion next to him glanced this way, shrugged his shoulders and said, "No one thought that the crew would be so strict, and the position that was finally found was simply impossible."

"Sell it vaguely to fans, it's simple."

Hearing this, Nadai Pai breathed a sigh of relief.

She came here this time mainly because of Lin Wenyuan's team. She originally wanted to take pictures of Lin Wenyuan and Ting Miao sprinkling sugar, but who would have thought that several hours had passed, but nothing was taken.

I can only come to pick up other ones, and sell them to fans.

Some melon-eating netizens on Weibo have already picked up the male protagonists, saying that one of the two male protagonists of the poetry collector is in a wheelchair.She recalled the scene just now, probably Ting Miao was talking with another male protagonist.

Although she couldn't see who it was, she flipped through the negatives and found one by accident. It was a very good shot.

——The two people in ancient costumes sat and knelt, half kneeling and half squatting. They had a good figure, slender and thin, with their necks slightly raised, and their thin shoulders were outlined by the costumes, with a hint of romance.Although the facial features are blurred, but with the fans' "golden eyes", they should be able to quickly tell who it is.

As for the other person in the wheelchair, he could only tell that he was domineering, after all, he was arrogantly extending his hand towards Ting Miao, other than that, he couldn't see what he was doing specifically.

Coincidentally, against the background of the surroundings, her shooting angle just captured the hazy feeling between the two of them.

The feeling of being unclear is the most attractive.

The proxy shooter smiled with satisfaction.

……

After Fu Ying returned to the set, she went straight to the director's group and informed the crew about the production.

Director Zhou's expression darkened, and he immediately contacted the production manager, strictly checked the surrounding environment, and increased the height of the green screen to ensure that no proxy shooters and fans came in.

After arranging these, on the set, the equipment director and lighting engineer are ready.Director Zhou looked over there and saw that the track operator was also preparing the track, so he turned to Fu Ying and Ting Miao and said, "When you're ready, let's do the show first."

Generally speaking, the crew will not choose a very complicated plot for the opening scene.

Yesterday, the assistant director had already arranged the announcements for the actors in each group, and now the filming is about the first meeting between the poetry picker Chu Fengmo and the knight Huo Wan.

Before filming, Ting Miao specially went to find Lin Wenyuan.

The two talked and laughed side by side, Fu Ying stood in the distance, saw Ting Miao had heard something interesting, his eyes were crooked, and the dimple at the corner of his mouth was exposed, which was very rare.

Fu Ying frowned, and couldn't help but look at Lin Wenyuan again.

Lin Wenyuan's play is in the afternoon today, and he has not changed into a costume now. He is wearing a simple and elegant light camel shirt, which makes his already clear eyebrows and eyes more gentle.

Fu Ying took a few more glances, but couldn't even hear what the director was saying clearly.

After Ting Miao finally bid farewell to Lin Wenyuan, when he came to walk the show, Fu Ying approached with a wheelchair and said forcefully, "What do you want him for?"

After Fu Ying finished speaking, she remembered what Ting Miao said earlier that she wanted to ask the senior.

He suddenly sat up straight, his handsome eyebrows were twisted into hemp ropes, and his mood was inexplicably dark: "What did you say?"

There was a smile on Ting Miao's cheeks, and his soft lips lifted: "I just asked about the script, Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"

"It's okay." Fu Ying lowered her eyelashes lightly: "If you have any problems in the future, don't go to him."

"But I want to discuss the script with my senior."

Fu Ying didn't speak, and the air was silent for a while.

Ting Miao didn't urge him, he obediently held the script and familiarized himself with the lines again.Just now, Lin Wenyuan didn't ask about the script. When he and Fu Ying returned to the set, the senior asked his assistant to call him over, saying that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and wanted to make an appointment to go out together after the show at night.

He just didn't agree.

Thinking of this, Ting Miao squinted his eyes and moved his eyes to the script in his hand.

Fu Ying looked up at his movements, and caught the opening and closing of the young man's bright red lips when he read the lines aloud.He glanced at Lin Wenyuan who was "reluctantly" looking this way in the distance, his expression was still indifferent, as if the anxiety just now was just an illusion, and he lowered his eyes and said:

"Find me."

Ting Miao rested her chin and said sweetly, "Please trouble Mr. Fu~"

In a college dormitory building in Yancheng.

"Ahhhh-"

"My male god has moved!!!"

The soft pillow swung over, and the screaming girl quickly hugged it, and excitedly shared it with her roommates: "Miao Miao's new play has finally revealed some news!"

Roommate: "Is it officially announced?"

"That's not true." Xiang Nannan's eyes sparkled, "It's Reuters!"

The roommate was filled with righteous indignation: "Shame on Reuters! The marketing account is sick!"

Xiang Nannan: "Ugh... I'll take a sneak peek."

@鱼圆知识八句号: Poetry collector Reuters broke out. Ting Miao has a slim waist and shoulders, dressed in ancient costumes, and is suspected to be another male protagonist of the poetry collector. Are you looking forward to the new drama? [picture]

In just a few seconds, the comment area was boiling.