Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

At night, Qing Lang sat on a recliner with a soft cushion, his face was covered by a script, his hands were crossed on his abdomen, and a few band-aids were pasted on one of his wrists. His body rose and fell gently with his breathing, watching Looked like he was asleep.

This appearance made the staff admire secretly. After all, today he filmed a scene that was sunny all day, and even injured his wrist in the middle. He was so tired that he didn't forget the script. He was really dedicated.

Qing Lang was indeed very tiring. With filming and entanglement with Qin Luo, the torment he suffered in one day was equivalent to his total work in a month.

"Sunny, why don't you go to the lounge?" A female voice came, the soft voice calmed down the depression and irritability, and then the body was wrapped in warmth.

Qing Lang reached out and took the script away from his face, covered his body with a blanket, looked up and saw Chen Shan sitting next to him smiling, also holding the script in his hand, his heart warmed.

"Didn't I wait for you to check the script first? Her Majesty the Queen." Qing Lang teased with a smile while holding her chin.

Chen Shan chuckled, this was what Qinglang called her when she had filmed an ice cream commercial with Qinglang, she covered her mouth and chuckled, and quickly returned to calm.

"We met again in Qin Luo's play, I thought this day would never happen again, really..."

Qingqing lifted the blanket up, frowned slightly, and looked sadly, "You don't want to say the word 'things are right and people are wrong'?"

Chen Shan was amused by Qingliang's expression, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips, his beautiful eyes were filled with amorous feelings, "Where is someone wrong, I'm just very happy that you can cheer up."

With a faint smile on his sunny face, he raised his head and glanced at the star-studded night sky, "I used to think I couldn't hold on any longer, but in the end, it was the enemies who wished me a bad life that made me angry .”

"Sometimes, your enemy is often the person who can give you the most strength to move forward." Chen Shan saw a red spot on Qinglang's neck, and his eyes moved slightly, "Qinglang, how are you and Director Qin?"

As soon as Qing Lang heard it, he remembered the events of the day, and subconsciously hid behind his hands with the Band-Aids on, lowering his eyes and whispering, "It's still the same."

Suddenly he remembered the CD that Yan Keran had handed over to him, and after instructing his assistant, he turned around and said to Chen Shan, "I have a friend who is your fan, and I specifically asked you to sign it for him."

"Hey, who is so lucky to ask God for your help?" Chen Shan joked with a smile, and his expression changed when he took the CD brought by Assistant Qinglang.

"What's wrong?" Qing Qing looked at her sudden expression in doubt.

"No...it's nothing, this CD is a limited edition back then, and I miss it a bit." Chen Shan explained with a smile, quickly signed it with a large pen, and handed it to the assistant.

Qing Qing inadvertently saw a long black line drawn from the tail of the signature.

Chen Shan's signature style changed?

After Chen Shan signed the contract, he held his other hand, with a restrained smile on his face, "Qing Qing, I think there is a big misunderstanding between Director Qin and you, why don't you consider talking to him?"

"Talk? How do you talk?" Qing Lang shook her head, her voice paused, and there was a touch of bitterness on her lips, "If you talk too thoroughly, you'll leave."

"But I... don't want to do this, I don't want to end."

Chen Shan felt that the hands she was holding were as cold as ice. She pursed her lips and couldn't help tightening her hands, "Qing Qing, listen to me, it's better for you to know some things earlier."

Qing Qing was a little puzzled, but what she said next made him fall into the cold abyss in an instant.

"Yan Yingtang, you're back."

Yan Yingtang is Qin Luo's first love, and also the queen heroine in his play. She was also known as the goddess of the nation when she was in a big fire, but her acting career was terminated due to drug abuse. It is said that she disappeared when she went abroad.

"How could it be..." Qinglang's uneasiness grew, and she muttered to herself in a trance, "How did she come back? Could it be that she will come back..."

"Qingqing, Qingqing!" Chen Shan saw that Qinglang was sweating profusely on his forehead, and he was still muttering something, and she was so frightened that she kept calling him.

Qing Lang only felt a splitting headache, calmly channeled his emotions again and again, but it didn't work, so he had no choice but to forcibly cut it off.

Seeing that he was unconscious, Chen Shan was so anxious that she immediately took out her mobile phone and planned to dial 120. Suddenly, she was shrouded in a shadow, and saw Qin Luo coming at some time, and hugged Qing Lang.

"What did you say?" Qin Luo lowered his head and stared at Qingming with his eyes closed, his voice was deep and without any emotion.

He reacted very calmly, but the more this happened, the more Chen Shan felt terrified. She took a step back, clutching the corner of her clothes tightly, with a soft smile on her face, "I was just chatting casually with Qinglang, and he suddenly said that he was very uncomfortable. I don't know how it happened."

She picked up the phone and looked at Qingliang worriedly, "I'm planning to call an ambulance."

"No need, he's just tired." Qin Luo glanced at the other onlookers, and everyone immediately dispersed to do their own things, "I will shoot your part tonight, your acting skills have always been good, and the assistant director will be in charge of guiding you Just fine."

Chen Shan was so surprised that he couldn't help but say, "Director Qin, what do you think about Qinglang!"

"Cut." Qin Luo spit out the word coldly, and glanced at Chen Shan, "You're out of the picture, I hope you don't make such low-level mistakes in front of me next time."

After he finished speaking, he strode away with Qing Qing in his arms. Chen Shan's legs and feet were so weak that he fell down on the chair all of a sudden, his face turned pale. The Guan Mengmeng she played was a beautiful and simple, but relatively taciturn character. girl.

So what Qin Luo meant was to see her say less things that shouldn't be said?

Chen Shan took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and immediately said, "Yan Yingtang, what the hell are you doing!"

"What's the matter?" Yan Yingtang's voice was as weak as a girl, and just listening to it made people involuntarily feel protective.

Chen Shan was no longer bewitched by her, especially what the other party had done to her. She gripped her phone tightly, "I told Qing Qing the news of your return."

"Oh? How did he react?"

"He passed out, what on earth are you trying to do?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter, which made Chen Shan's hair stand on end.

"Just pass out, why don't you think about it, why did he react so strongly?" Yan Yingtang asked back after the laughter.

Chen Shan was stunned, but she didn't want to think about the reason, and asked calmly, "I don't want to care about you and Qingqing. I did what you said. What about things?"

"Oh, don't worry, I'm a trustworthy person. Although I hold your handle, I won't force you to die..." Yan Yingtang paused, her voice was like honey mixed with poison.

"However, in order to avoid some accidents, I will keep it safe for you. I will be fine in this life, and you will be fine in this life."

Before Chen Shan could say anything, the phone hung up.

It took a long time for her to put down her phone, her head was lowered and she didn't move at all.

Only the cold wind blowing at night caused her long hair to flutter.

When Qinglang woke up, before he even opened his eyes, he felt that he was lying on a warm bed, and when he was about to sigh that he might be sent home again, he suddenly felt the bed move.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he turned his head and saw Qin Luo sitting on the bed. Under the dim light, his usually indifferent lines were softened. His handsome face could be compared with any celebrity. He was wearing home clothes and had a notebook on his lap. The light was shining, but he didn't notice that Qingming had woken up, and he was still typing on the keyboard with his ten fingers flying, his slender fingers dancing with the sound of "da da".

Qingming's eyes were dazed, and he didn't even understand what was going on in front of him when his mind was dazed, so he let out a muffled groan.

"Are you awake?" Qin Luo turned his face away, his black eyes staring at the silence in the room.

It's not like this scene never happened before. It was when he lived with Qin Luo before plastic surgery. As a well-known director, he was often busy analyzing the script until midnight.

"What year is it now?" This moment was so beautiful that Qinglang thought it was a dream, and even read a line from the script after the male protagonist traveled through time.

"Do you want to go back to the past?" Qin Luo closed the notebook, the tiredness between his brows made him less indifferent and more angry. He reached out and pressed Qing Lang's forehead, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Let's go out and get something to eat."

Qing Lang saw that Qin Luo took off his clothes without worrying about his presence. The muscles on his back were smooth and toned. Even without looking at his face, he was so sexy that he wanted to scream.

Qing Lang's heart was pounding, her ears were burning hot, she quickly looked away, and remembered what she said just now, "Don't you want to go back to the past?"

Qin Luo got dressed in a few breaths, and casually threw a few clothes from the closet onto the bed, "It's not necessary, I don't think there is any big change between now and the past."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the bedside, squinted his eyes to look at Qingming, and moved his fingertips slightly, "Do you want me to change your clothes for you?"

Responding to him was Qinglang's body retreating in panic.

A trace of regret flashed in Qin Luo's eyes, but fortunately he was really not in high spirits, so he just gave a low laugh and turned to leave the room.

Qing Lang breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that the door was closed, pulled off the clothes Qin Luo threw over, and recognized at a glance that they belonged to him before.

He got out of bed and walked over to open the closet. He left in a hurry and just took a few clothes away. He didn't expect that a year later, the clothes he hung here were still there.

Seeing this, he understood a little bit, but he didn't feel it.

After changing clothes and walking out of the room, he was stunned the first time he saw the living room.

The morning light shines in through the window, and the blue-and-white decoration in the living room looks refreshing, like the summer ocean with vitality.

"Why are you standing there stupidly?" Qin Luo's voice came, and then he put a hat on Qing Lang's head.

Qing Lang stretched out her hand to adjust it, and blocked her astringent eyes, "It's nothing."

"Let's go then." Qin Luo didn't ask further.

Qing Lang followed behind him, before he took two steps, he saw scripts and scattered papers on the table from the corner of his eye.

"Are you going to revise the script?" Qing Lang picked up the script subconsciously. He knew Qin Luo well, and sometimes added or deleted characters.

When the script was brought up, a photo fell. In the photo, the woman had a pair of almond eyes and a smile like a flower.

Qinglang's hand trembled violently, and the script even dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"Sunny." Qin Luo came over and bent down to pick it up, and the words he said were like a sharp knife, cutting the distance between them again.

"I have decided to make Yan Yingtang the second female lead in this play."