Don't be impulsive, the emperor [the past wears the present]

After the conflicts within the family have been resolved, the filming of "Overturning Journey to the West 2" has also begun to enter the final stage of full swing.Working overtime and staying up all night is commonplace for the crew.Zheng Jing plays the second male lead in the film, and the role is quite heavy.The advantage of having a husband who is a director is that he can add scenes at will, and the second male lead is about to overtake the first male lead.

That's why Zheng Jing's popularity in the crew is quite high. From the powerful actress of the leading actress to the popular Xiaohuadan, everyone loves to deal with Zheng Jing.But Zheng Jing has a long memory this time, he keeps a safe distance from the actresses, and hides far away under the pretext of not being speculative.

In the screenwriting team of the film crew, there is a senior old professor of archeology. He has just finished filming the documentary "The Exploration of Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses". I heard him talk about the various contradictions that occurred during the filming of the documentary.

"The real owner of the terracotta warriors and horses should be Qin Shihuang, which seems to be undisputed. Until the appearance of the terracotta warriors and horses engraved with the strange characters "Miyue" a few years ago, this may imply that "Miyue" is the real owner of the terracotta warriors and horses. Owner?"

"Of course, this is just an academic hypothesis. What the truth is, we can only wait for the next step of archaeological discovery. The underground palace of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum has not been opened yet, and I don't know if I can follow it in my lifetime. If I can Once I have gone through this, I will have no regrets in my life.”

After Zheng Jing finished filming his part, he moved a ponytail, propped his chin, and listened to their lively discussion.Later, when the old professor mentioned the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, he couldn't sit still, and asked nervously, "What happened to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang you just mentioned? The imperial tomb was dug up?"

The old professor stroked his chin and said, "Xiao Zheng must not have studied hard when he was in school. The news of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum should have appeared in middle school textbooks. Since 74 years, cultural relics workers have invested in the protection and excavation of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. Endless blood."

After Zheng Jing heard the old professor's explanation, his face suddenly turned purple, and he roared, "You guys, why are you digging the imperial tomb!!! He is the first emperor, how dare you dig his tomb!"

Zheng Jing's reaction was too intense, which aroused the surprise of everyone present.

The old professor explained kindly, "Look at what Xiao Zheng said. We study the imperial tombs to further discover the historical truth and contribute to the development of archaeology. We have never belittled the reputation of an emperor through the ages. We respectfully call He is the first emperor, but this does not prevent us from exploring the secrets hidden in the imperial tomb."

Zheng Jing looked like he was about to cry, his eyes were red, "Anyway, you can't dig!"

Zheng Ye's assistant had long disliked Zheng Jing, so he said sarcasticly at the side, "Then you can't stop it. The professor said he was making a contribution to the study of history. Why are you so excited? You are not neurotic, are you?" , I heard from the servant of your Tong family that you always think of yourself as the emperor after losing your memory. Could it be that you are the reincarnation of Qin Shihuang? Hahahahaha..."

Zheng Jing glared viciously at the man who spoke, "Shut up! If I dig your father's grave and tell you to make a contribution, would you be willing?"

The assistant's face changed instantly, "Whose father are you calling?"

"It was you who scolded my father first!"

The two men, all full of vigor, wrestled into a ball when they disagreed.

The onlookers hurriedly stepped forward to persuade the fight, "Stop fighting, stop fighting."

"What's this called? Pull the two of them apart."

Zheng Jingkong has a high level of martial arts, but because of the treatment of Tong Shaoli's legs last night, his internal strength is weak, and he can't use it for the time being, so he can only roll with the opponent on the ground several times, and the corner of his mouth was broken by the opponent's punch.The other party was not much better than him, and he also looked embarrassed with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Tong Shaoli was speaking with other actors on the set. When he heard the movement outside the set, he stopped and looked into the crowd, "What's going on outside?"

Chang Ji trotted all the way over, panting, "Zheng Jing and Teacher Zheng Ye's assistant got into a fight. We can't persuade you."

"Take me over there to have a look." Tong Shaoli followed to the outside of the arena, pushed aside the crowd, and saw Zheng Jing riding on the opponent's neck and fighting, with a ferocious expression as if he was about to kill someone.

"Zheng Jing!" Tong Shaoli called anxiously, "What are you all doing blankly, pull Zheng Ye's assistant away from me."

Zheng Jing refused to let go, and shouted with red eyes, "Don't touch me, I will beat him to death."

Tong Shaoli took a step forward, grabbed Zheng Jing's hand, and softly comforted him, "Don't be impulsive. Tell me what happened, and I will solve it."

Zheng Ye's assistant got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Young Master Tong, don't protect your own people. I really didn't start this matter today. We were discussing the terracotta warriors with the old professor. Zheng Jing didn't Knowing what is going crazy, saying that Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum cannot be dug, and still opening and closing greetings to my family."

Zheng Ye changed his costume and came out from the backstage, rushing over to watch the development of the situation.With Zheng Ye around, his assistant became more courageous.Zheng Ye asked other people present, and everyone agreed that Zheng Jing scolded someone first.

Zheng Ye then said, "Shao Li. It is true that Zheng Jing took the lead in this matter. Let's each take a step back. Both of them are injured. Let's go to the hospital first."

Tong Shaoli held Zheng Jing's hand, without making a clear statement.

Zheng Jing never defended himself a single word from the beginning to the end, but kept a sullen face and remained silent.Tong Shaoli led him backstage to change clothes, touched the corner of his mouth and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Zheng Jing's lips trembled, but he still refused to speak.He forgot his identity and the era he lived in, and said things he shouldn't have said.The last time he beat someone, he was sent to a mental hospital and locked up in a small black room for three months.

Tong Shaoli said, "Change out of the costume first, and I'll take you to the hospital."

Hearing the word hospital, Zheng Jing shook his head and said, "I'm not mentally ill. Don't send me to a mental hospital. It was he who first scolded me for being hypersensitive. He also laughed at me..." Laughing at our father.He didn't dare to say these words directly to Tong Shaoli, so he had to smash his teeth and swallow blood.But his heart was shouting, brother, the tomb of the emperor has been dug up!

"I see, I won't let him go." Tong Shaoli felt distressed, stretched out his arms to hold Zheng Jing in his arms, and gently licked and kissed the corner of his broken mouth.

The fishy and sweet taste spread between the lips and teeth, which made Tong Shaoli unable to bear the desire to deepen the kiss.

"No." At the critical moment, Zheng Jing withdrew.Although he was forced by his brother's lust every night to do a lot of shameful things that transcended brotherhood, but he refused to accept kisses and further contact.

Tong Shaoli moved the wheelchair by himself and exited the fitting room, waiting outside for Zheng Jing to change.

Fortunately, today's important scenes have all been completed, Tong Shaoli announced the end of work, and accompanied Zheng Jing to the hospital to treat the wound.

Zheng Jing had a lot of bruises and swellings on his body, the doctor wanted to apply some medicine on him, but Tong Shaoli insisted on coming in person.Tong Shaoli is a very possessive person. Once he classifies a person or something as his own, he will not allow others to touch it.

"I'll just paint it myself when I go back to the hotel." Zheng Jing was afraid that Tong Shaoli would touch him.This is a hospital, and he was afraid that his body would react with shame.

"Alright. Open your mouth and let me see your teeth."

Zheng Jing opened his mouth, half of his teeth were broken.Tong Shaoli touched it with sterile gloves, and asked for his opinion, "The doctor said it's best to pull out the tooth, because the nerve of the tooth is injured. If you don't pull it out, it will die sooner or later."

Zheng Jing bit his brother's finger and whined.

Tong Shaoli fondled his hair, and said in a friendly tone, "Are you afraid of pain? If you have anesthesia, it won't hurt after you take the medicine."

Zheng Jing vigorously shook his head at Tong Shaoli.

Tong Shaoli's lips were bent, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

"But if you don't pull it out, you can't eat here when you go back. I touched it, and it moved a lot." Tong Shaoli pulled out his finger, took off his gloves, and asked the stomatologist behind him, "In addition to pulling it out, what else can I eat?" Is there another way?"

The doctor was also helpless, "There is no way."

With one side of Zheng Jing's face swollen, he mumbled, "My teeth can grow back on their own. I don't want to pull out my teeth, and I don't want to have porcelain teeth."

Tong Shaoli had nothing to do with him, and poked his face with a smile, "I'll bring you here to extract your teeth when you can't stand the pain."

The dentist handed over the medical record card, and said alarmingly to Zheng Jing, "A toothache is not a disease, and it can kill you. I advise you to pull it out as soon as possible."

Zheng Jing snorted, resolutely refusing to pull out his teeth.

As a result, he rolled and screamed on the bed at night. His toothache hurt so much that he wanted to cry.Not only did he have a toothache, but his heart also ached. He quietly took out Tong Shaoli's mobile phone and searched for the terracotta warriors and horses and Qin Shihuang's mausoleum. The page that popped up showed that Qin Shihuang's mausoleum had been discovered decades ago.

Zheng Jing felt that he was so useless, he couldn't sit still with the country his father left him.After traveling to 2000, he still has to witness his father's tomb being dug out for viewing.

Zheng Jing leaned on the head of the bed, covering half of his face and crying.He might as well be dead, once and for all.He had a new life, his brother was disabled, and his father was dug up.

In this era of fighting for fathers, he lost his father.His brother?His brother was not bad to him.But his brother held back his energy and wanted to fuck him. During the day, he was a decent gentleman, but at night he started playing hooligans with him.He was almost defeated by his brother's shamelessness, and when he came back at night, he was almost torn apart and eaten with a bruise.

Tong Shaoli, half asleep and half awake, stretched out an arm to touch his side.

empty?

Tong Shaoli slowly opened his eyes, turned on the bedside lamp casually, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's very late. Aren't you going to sleep?"

Zheng Jing hurriedly wiped away his tears, and got into bed with his mouth open.

Tong Shaoli took out a painkiller from the bedside table, stuffed it between Zheng Jing's teeth, and said, "I told you in the hospital that the toothache is very painful. You don't listen to me. Let's go and have the toothache tomorrow morning." Pulled it out. Crying again? You've been crying all day long, I really can't do anything to you."

"How can I. This is the first time I've cried!" Zheng Jing whispered, I'm crying for my father!

Tong Shaoli thought about it and didn't bother to argue with him.He must have been confused when he had a fever last time, so he couldn't remember.

"Sleep." Tong Shaoli pressed Zheng Jing into his arms, and skillfully peeled off his pajamas.

Zheng Jing leaned on the man's chest wanting to cry but without tears, "I like to sleep with my clothes on."

"I don't like it." Tong Shaoli kissed his forehead involuntarily, "Be obedient, don't always challenge my bottom line. I endured very hard."

"Well, good night."

"Good night."