Mr. Yan, break up

Yan Jingting was taken aback by his own thoughts, where did his self-control that he was so proud of go?

Why does he have such an idea?

Yan Jingting's eyes turned and fell on Qi Qianchen.

He had to admit that Qi Qianchen was beautiful enough and had a wealth of wealth. Even if Yan Jingting really wanted to get married, he would probably marry someone like her.This is an excellent choice for both family business and external topics.

But his gaze was always unconsciously turned away, and fell on the low-key and restrained man in the corner.

The second scene begins, and the background of this scene is in Fu Yan's house. At this time, Fu Yan has forcibly imprisoned Yuxue, and Yuxue is thinking of the hero Qin Rui, and vows to die.Fu Yan didn't want to force her at first, but Yuxue found an opportunity to disguise herself as a little girl and slipped out of the house to meet Qin Rui secretly, but was caught by Fu Yan on the spot.

Fu Yan thought that if he treated Yuxue sincerely, he would touch her one day, but Yuxue never gave up on Qin Rui.Feeling betrayed, Fu Yan was so angry that he arrested Qin Rui and put him in jail, while Yuxue was forcibly taken away by him and locked up in the courtyard.

This scene will be filming the scene where the two confront each other in the courtyard after Yuxue is locked back in the courtyard.

At this time, Fu Yan was very angry and wanted to kiss Yuxue forcefully, but Yuxue was swearing to die and was slapped instead.

In order to shoot this scene, the director specially found a very beautiful scene. There is a century-old peach blossom tree in the garden, but now the peach blossom season has passed, the flowers and leaves have withered and fallen, and the branches have sprouted new leaves.

Yuxue was sitting on the bench in the corridor, there were still tears at the end of her eyes, her eyes fell on the redness on the ground, and she gradually lost her mind.

Fu Yan came from behind the flower tree, his usual demeanor remained undiminished, his steps were not too fast or slow, but his feet were extremely heavy, and he stepped on the bluestone slabs, making a sound like a soul-destroying bell.The corners of her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were as cold as deathly silence.If you look carefully, there are two or three red dots splashed on the hem of his robe, and there are still a small amount of bloodstains on the jade wrench finger in his hand, covering this fine piece of uncut jade with a layer of blood.

Fu Yan had just come out of the dungeon, and he was still reminiscing about Qin Rui's howling under his torture just now, but when he saw Yuxue's dazed look, he felt a deep stab in his heart.Pleasure, pain, heartache, anger, four emotions mixed together, sinking in Fu Yan's eyes.

When Yuxue heard the footsteps, she suddenly raised her head, and the tears in her eyes burst out: "What did you do to him?"

"How?" Fu Yan sneered, and slowly approached her. Yuxue retreated unconsciously until her back touched a pillar, and she could no longer retreat. "Eighteen nails were nailed to his hands, feet and limbs. , that kind of pain is simply too painful."

"You lunatic!" Yuxue was stunned for a moment before realizing it, crying, grabbing his collar, begging bitterly, "Please, please let him go..."

"Let him go? Then let you meet him secretly again?" Fu Yan smiled softly, put his hand on Yuxue's face, and wiped away the tears from the side of her face. He was extremely gentle, but his voice was like a devil As terrifying as it sounded in Yuxue's ears, "Impossible."

Yuxue cried so much that her whole body was trembling, she shook her head desperately, repeating over and over again: "Please, please, please..."

It seems to be insane.

"Yuxue!" Fu Yan interrupted impatiently, pinching her chin forcibly, forcing her to look up, "I can treat you well for the rest of your life, let you live in Fu's house, and you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. What's wrong!"

"I don't want to, I don't love you—"

This sentence of "I don't love you" has successfully excited Fu Yan. He has lost his mind and locked Yuxue in his arms, wanting to kiss her forcibly——

bang——

A loud noise came from nowhere, and the two people who had finally entered the scene were taken aback. Everyone turned around to look at the source of the sound, only to see Yan Jingting leaning on the door with his arms folded. Overturned chair.

The filming was interrupted, but Yan Jingting's feet were taken back without any apology, and he apologized in a neutral way: "Sorry, my feet are slippery."

God damn slippery!

At least 40 kilograms of sofa chairs need to be carried by a strong man, can they be kicked down by a slippery foot?

Do you have the ability to slip another try?

However, due to Yan Jingting's identity, everyone chose to shut up automatically, acquiescing to Mr. Yan's vigorous "slipping".

Yan Jingting's gaze sized Song Chuan and Qi Qianchen up and down, and finally landed on Song Chuan. Although the corners of his lips were smiling, his eyes were dark. This expression obviously said: "You Dare to try it?"

Song Chuan glanced at Qi Qianchen, who was flirting with Yan Jingting, sweetly.He sighed secretly in his heart: Yan Jingting likes Qi Qianchen so much that he doesn't even allow kiss scenes?

Song Chuan was a little disappointed: He never cared about himself so much before, not even at all.

As soon as this thought came up, Song Chuan forcibly suppressed it: We broke up, why bother thinking about it.

Fortunately, they were just getting closer and didn't really kiss, otherwise he could have imagined the scene of Yan Jingting hanging him up and cramping.

The director raised his hand and signaled loudly: "Prepare for the second shot—"

"action!"

Song Chuan's eyes fell on Qi Qianchen's face again, and he didn't know if it was because his originally good mood was disturbed, but now he couldn't get into the scene anyway.

As soon as he saw Qi Qianchen's face, he thought of Yan Jingting's threatening eyes.

In this way, if you think too much, you will get in the way and can't enter the state at all.

"Card!"

the director yelled impatiently.

"Emotions, emotions need to rise, show your state just now!"

"I'm sorry, director." Song Chuan was so trained that he couldn't lift his head, and apologized repeatedly.

The director's expression was very bad, he raised his hand and pressed the button, signaling him to prepare.

"action!"

……

"Card!"

Not 2 minutes after the shooting started, there was another stop.

Song Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

The director held his breath in his heart: "One more time."

……

"Card!"

Every time there was a "card", Song Chuan's heart sank a little more, and his mind became more flustered. The state gathered earlier was completely consumed in these few "cards".

The director was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, he pointed at Song Chuan and said angrily: "It's just like this! Your eyes are dull, and the close-up looks like a blind man. Can you still act?"

"I... I'm really sorry..." Song Chuan apologized again and again, red from the roots of his ears to his neck, "I... I'll work hard!"

Seeing that the sky was already dusk, and the night was gradually coming up, Song Chuan couldn't enter the state many times, which caused Qi Qianchen to be disturbed, and the two of them were completely out of play.

The director looked at the sky, the sun had disappeared, the sky was already dark, and normal daytime scenes could not be filmed at all.

"Forget it, make up the shoot tomorrow," the director waved helplessly. Fortunately, Song Chuan performed very well before, so he didn't get too angry. He just said to him, "Song Chuan, you go back and check your status. If it's the same tomorrow, I will, I will..."

The director "I'll" for a long time and didn't come out with the next article. There is no way, they have signed the contract, and he doesn't have the ability to directly replace the actors. After all, the liquidated damages are not a small amount.

Song Chuan knew that he had delayed the progress, he was full of apologies in his heart, and bowed again and again: "I'm sorry, director, I can definitely pass it tomorrow."

The director didn't listen to his promise, and reluctantly told people to pack up and leave.

Song Chuan looked up at the instigator, and found that he had already put a coat on his little girlfriend, bowed his head and left with a smile.

People left one after another, only the staff were left to pack up the instruments and equipment, and Song Chuan was left last.He went back to the hotel, had a simple dinner, and felt uncomfortable lying on the bed. He was always thinking about the drama during the day, and he couldn't fall asleep at all after thinking about it for a long time.

He had no choice but to get up from the bed, put on his clothes, open the door and go out.

Song Chuan took the elevator all the way to the top floor of the hotel. The top floor is a large terrace, and in the middle is a huge swimming pool, which can be rented out to give people a pool party.But there was no party today, only the light at the entrance of the corridor was on, only illuminating the small piece of land at the entrance, further extending in, the light gradually dimmed, and when we reached the edge of the terrace, we could only vaguely see a few outline of an object.

Song Chuan stood on the top floor, looking down at the whole city. The cold wind was blowing in his face, and it kept getting into his collar, which made him dissipate all the hot air that had accumulated in the room just now.

He wanted to wake himself up, throw out all distracting thoughts, and then slowly look for Fu Yan's state.

Suddenly there were a few unhurried footsteps coming from behind, getting closer, Song Chuan thought it was a staff member, and turned his head to look.

A slender and tall figure stood under the light in the corridor. Even if this figure turned into ashes, Song Chuan would know who it was.

Yan Jingting.

It's just haunting.

Song Chuan adhered to the principle of "If you can't provoke him, you can hide him", he didn't even want to take a second look at him, and planned to sneak out from the side.

As soon as he reached the door, he was directly blocked by someone: "What are you doing here?"

Yan Jingting's tone seemed to be a question, but there was not even the slightest doubt on his face.

Because he knew himself too well, Song Chuan would go to the balcony whenever he encountered troubles, and quietly blow the wind by himself, breathing the night air. He thought that this would allow the night breeze to take away all troubles, and the rest would be awake.

"You don't need to worry about it." Song Chuan replied simply.

Instead of being angry, Yan Jingting smiled, and replied, "Looking for inspiration?"

Song Chuan gave him a blank look, and asked if he knew it.

"Looking for inspiration like this won't work," Yan Jingting said confidently, "but can I help you?"

Song Chuan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly wanted to laugh: Yan Jingting, a layman, wants to teach him how to act?It can be pulled more than when he slipped and kicked the sofa chair during the day.

He didn't directly deny it, but wanted to see what tricks Yan Jingting could play: "How do you help?"

As soon as Song Chuan finished speaking, a cunning flashed in Yan Jingting's eyes.

At that moment, Song Chuan suddenly realized that Yan Jingting was waiting for his words, but it was too late for him to react.

He was pushed hard by a strong force, one foot slipped and he couldn't stand still, and he fell directly into the sofa chair on the terrace. s things.

He was kissed? ! !