Digging the corner of the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

It was late at night again, Zhuo Qingwei woke up from deep sleep.

There was a clear blue sky above her head, she was stepping on an unknown place, and there were people coming and going on the long street in front of her, but standing beside the noisy crowd, she seemed so out of place.

Zhuo Qingwei walked to the corner and lit a cigarette, her expression was still calm and without any panic.

Soon a woman ran out from the coffee shop on the right side of the street. Her long black hair was blown up by the wind and blocked the expression on her face. not calm.

Zhuo Qingwei squeezed out the cigarette with narrowed eyes, and walked two steps quietly.

The woman's appearance was [-]% similar to the Su Tang she knew, a little more youthful and a little less charming. She was wearing cheap dresses and light makeup on her face with cheap cosmetics. In Qingwei's eyes, she felt uncomfortable for no reason.

She looked away and turned to the coffee shop. At some point, there was a woman under the signboard. That face and the familiar expression on her face were obviously another Zhuo Qingwei.

She sneered, what is this?

Since the first time I met Su Tang, I would have an inexplicable dream every once in a while. Sometimes it was a one-man show by Su Tang alone, and sometimes it was another self hiding in the dark and watching Su Tang. All dreams have one thing in common: Su Tang.

This dream is like a series, the plot is the same every time, but it can be contagious together unexpectedly, she can clearly feel the hot and dark love of another self when facing Su Tang , even infected by that love.

What does this dream represent?

Her and Su Tang's past lives, or the future?

Zhuo Qingwei couldn't think about it, and she wasn't sure whether she loved Su Tang now, or whether she was disturbed by herself in the dream and made a wrong judgment.

If it's a serial... when will it end?

"Bam—"

The loud noise drew back Zhuo Qingwei's attention. The moment she raised her head, her eyes were about to burst as if struck by lightning, and the pain spread all over her body as if her chest had been torn apart. She couldn't tell whether it was her or the pain. Zhuo Qingwei in the dream was in pain.

Su Tang drew a parabola in the air, then slammed heavily into a truck and then slowly slid to the ground. Blood rushed out of his body and spread on the ground, painting thick colors.

Zhuo Qingwei subconsciously ran over, and the one who was faster than her was another herself, that person couldn't care less about being reserved and couldn't maintain her demeanor, so she rushed forward to hug Su Tang in her arms, and lifted her up. When I started, my face was full of tears, and I shouted hysterically, "Call an ambulance!"

Su Tang's face was pale and his body had no warmth. He closed his eyes heavily and wondered if he could wake up. His cheeks and body were covered with blood, which stained the woman who was hugging her tightly.

Zhuo Qingwei stood aside and watched, seeing that the other self seemed to be integrated with Su Tang in his arms, never to be separated again.

She closed her eyes slowly, and when she opened them again, she was out of a dream.

the other side

The dark night gradually passed, and the sky outside gradually became brighter.

The alarm on the cell phone next to the bed rang no less than three times. Su Tang opened his eyelids with great effort and let out a long yawn, pulled away the light cord next to him, turned off the cell phone reminder, turned over and stared at the ceiling. Difficulty choosing between getting up immediately and squinting for another 10 minutes.

After 3 minutes, he finally made up his mind to twist it down hard against the thigh. The feeling of excessive force and dull pain spread all over his body. Su Tang took a long breath of air-conditioning, his body shivered, and the drowsiness faded away like a tide.

She slowly got up and got dressed, leaned against the wall and read the script back and forth, writing down her thoughts with a ballpoint pen from time to time.

Ji Yao, who was also on the kang, woke up slowly. She stretched out a white and tender arm, rubbed her eyes, and muttered, "What time is it?"

Su Tang glanced at the phone, "4:17."

"Oh." Ji Yao responded, her head got into the bed, and a muffled voice came out, "Go on, I'll sleep again." Anyway, she doesn't need to film, and she doesn't have pressure and doesn't need such hard practice.

Su Tang looked at the silkworm chrysalis on the bed, and then at Xue Li who was sleeping like a dead pig and didn't wake up at all. He twitched the corners of his mouth and buried his head in the ocean of the script again.

Although it is nice to sleep late and enjoy life comfortably, she prefers the feeling of doing her best to make a movie. No wonder Yuanshen likes filming so much, it turns out that acting is such a sense of accomplishment!

When a person is immersed in something, he will forget the passage of time, and when Su Tang walked out of the plot, the sky was already bright, the clock turned from four to seven, and it was already three hours in a blink of an eye.

She rubbed her sore eyes, turned over and got out of bed to wash up, a new day was about to start again.

Although the filming location is in the countryside, the production team is the most sophisticated team in terms of props and photography, modeling. Director Huo is only 30 years old, but he is well-known. The films he has filmed have won many awards. There are many old people in the production team I have followed him for five or six years.

In such a well-coordinated crew, although the pressure is high, it also doesn't require too much running-in, so the difficulty is actually reduced.

After a morning of filming, Su Tang faintly felt that he had found the feeling. Although he couldn't say that he was in full control, at least he didn't hold back the crew.

"Juice or mineral water?"

Yi Shaoyan, with fruit orange in her left hand and mineral water in her right, asked her opinion with a smile.

Su Tang reached out to take the fruit orange, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth boldly. The sweet and greasy taste filled his mouth, and his physical strength was replenished immediately after being almost exhausted.

Yi Shaoyan watched her finish drinking with a smile, and then said jokingly, "I thought you would choose mineral water. After all, the calories in fruit juice are easy to gain weight. Don't all artists have to control their weight?"

"White water is tasteless, of course you have to drink fruit juice." Su Tang and her walked side by side towards the cafeteria, and said with a relaxed face, "If you are fat, you can lose weight. At worst, you can run for an extra hour at night."

After that, he shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't care.

The two walked and chatted one after another, and soon arrived at the small canteen of the crew.

Because it was in the countryside, director Huo Mingda rented the whole village to film the film, and one of the houses was used directly for the artists and staff to eat. It was open 24 hours a day to ensure that everyone was well fed.

Yi Shaoyan entered the room and looked around, then took Su Tang's hand and walked straight to the corner, "Come on, Huo Ming has already cooked dinner for us."

Although Su Tang was surprised, he still followed behind him calmly. Sure enough, he saw Huo Ming sitting at the table alone, and there was a three-point meal on the wooden table.

Seeing Su Tang and the others approaching, he stood up and greeted with a smile, "Scriptwriter Yi, Miss Su."

Although the words were brief, Su Tang could still hear his kindness, including his own attitude, which was a little more enthusiastic than before, no longer the indifference and indifference when they first met.

"Director Huo."

Su Tang's words were interrupted by Yi Shaoyan, "Xiao Tang, don't be so polite with him. We will cooperate for a long time in the future, and there is no need to be too unfamiliar. You can call him Huo Ming or Huo Er. Do two at home."

Huo Ming's expression froze, and then he said with a bitterly handsome face, "Su Tang, you should call me Huo Ming or Brother Ming, forget about Huo Er, this name really doesn't sound good."

Su Tang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't hear that Huo Er was unpleasant, at most he was... impolite?

Yi Shaoyan sat down and explained to her caringly, "Huo Er, Huo Er, read it upside down."

Huo Er → Er Huo (goods)

Pfft - Su Tang almost laughed out loud.

Seeing her uncontrollable smile, Huo Ming gave Yi Shaoyan a hard look, and then pushed the food over, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just ordered one by one according to today's recipe."

His voice is magnetic and mellow, coupled with his graceful movements, it is really elegant and tight, but it seems a bit embarrassing when it is matched with the dishes on the table.

Shallot spread, white steamed buns and scrambled eggs with garlic yolk, meat dumplings and a bowl of egg soup. He is obviously aware of the current situation, and his expression has become very subtle.

Su Tang was very generous, and changed his address following the conversation just now, "Thank you Brother Ming, these dishes sound delicious, I'm hungry just by smelling them."

This is true, she was born in a rural area in her previous life, so she knew how to cook and eat these dishes since she was a child.

The three of them gradually relaxed, and there were more conversations during the meal. Su Tang spread the sauce with shallots and stuffed it into her mouth. The familiar taste melted in her mouth. what mood.

Those years in the countryside, the years of growing up under the care of my parents came back to my memory.

When she was a child, her family was poor, but her parents never made her feel wronged. The memory of her childhood was happy and worry-free, and it was the best time in her life.

Even if she walked out of that land later, that happiness will never be there again, because the people who are willing to give her all the good things and sacrifice their lives for her have disappeared. Since then, her There is only one person left in life.

Su Tang exhaled slightly, and pressed the memory deep in his mind again, carefully dusting it up.

But in the CEO's office of Shining Star Entertainment Group, it was a field of Shura at this time.

Once again, the secretary, whose boss lost control of her emotions, almost wanted to cry. Why did she catch up and fall every time in this kind of scene!

And Mr. Zhuo, do you dare to calm down, even installed a camera in the place where they filmed, and even installed a whole village, without a single blind spot, just to peep at a starlet like an idiot, how reserved you are!

Zhuo Qingwei stared coldly at the screen in front of her. The woman she had been thinking about day and night actually sat and ate with a man and a woman, talking and laughing. She absolutely refused to admit that she was jealous!

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Qingwei turned off the power.

"Notify the people below, and this kind of monitoring will not need to be sent up in the future."

Miss Secretary breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to rejoice that her president had woken up, when she heard the cold and pleasant voice add, "Get ready for the car, I want to go there myself."

Miss Secretary: "..." Mr. Zhuo, you, you, you actually left the entire company at a critical moment just for a woman, can you still be in love with your brain?