Married into a rich and powerful family [Transmigration Book]

The light rain in late autumn has washed out the bleak chill in City B. The tall single studio of Song Town Film and Television Base stands in the gray sky.

On Weibo, apart from Ruan Jinli's emojis being active everywhere, the "Feng Tian" casting incident has calmed down.

With the promotion of makeup photos, audition clips, starring interactions, etc., Ruan Jiao's account, in addition to seeking koi luck, the sightseeing group watching koi also has more young fans who are nympho.

Ruan Jiao's vicious Demon Lord in the first play, and the poor image of the cute and cute Bao in the second play have brought him many fans.

Fans jokingly said that Ruan Jiao has two interesting souls in one body, so buying one and getting one free will never hurt you.

Ruan Jinli is in a lot of pain right now. The male lead, the male lead, and the female lead are playing against each other all the way to the finale. His first drama has been scheduled for nearly three months, which is five times that of the male lead.

Ruan Jiao thought painfully, in a hundred days, Chu Taidi can be a father!I guess I'm going to be stuck in this novel, and end up being a godfather to Chu Taidi's son, giving out red envelopes every year, getting married and having kids with me, and my children and grandchildren are endlessly scarce... huh.

"Cut!" The director came over, "Qi Yan and Ruan Jiao are very good, and the crying scene is over."

Song Qizhen, who is the No. 1 student of the popular flow, sat up from the ground, and saw that Ruan Jiao hadn't come out of the play, and he was slumped on the ground, from crying silently to crying with his face covered.

Song Qixuan was also brought out by Xu Hui. Although he was curious about Ruan Jiao's background, he was more interested in sister Hui Hui's support and care.

After a long time, he found that Ruan Jiao was simply a demonic treasure, fierce and intimidating, especially in the later scenes of the demon king, Song Qizhen could feel the faint pressure after entering the scene, as if he was born with seven emotions The big devil who destroyed everything.

But after the scene, Ruan Jiao is like a balloon that has been poked out, without any sharpness and sternness. He is a curious baby, delicate and delicate.

Song Qixuan has a handsome temperament and a fairy-like appearance. In the play, he is Ruan Jiao's elder brother of the immortal sect, and the bond between the two is very deep.

In order to save the younger brother who fell into the evil way many times, the senior brother did not hesitate to fight with his life, but it was still irreversible.

In the end, with the help of the heroine, the senior elder brother got rid of the younger brother who was already a demon, and was deeply hit, unwilling to inherit the fairy gate and wander away with the heroine.

"Ruan Jiao, Ruan Jiao, stop crying." Song Qizhen tilted his head and whispered in his ear.

Ruan Jiao drove the tear gland system, thinking about the miserable future, the system caught the information work getting harder, couldn't stop the car at once, and cried profusely.

At this time, the staff gathered around, Yaoyao also squatted aside, handing water and paper, the recording camera in the distance was working silently.

Song Qizhen's recent lineup is all about his rivalry with Ruan Jiao before he became a demon, and it's a bit of a show, "Everyone, go get busy, don't block, let him be quiet for a while."

After finishing speaking, he slightly hugged Ruan Jiao and teased him, "Junior Brother, don't cry, you're going to get dizzy, you see Master's pots and pans are all crying away!"

Everyone laughed, Ruan Jiao rubbed himself out of his arms in embarrassment, his eyes were red like a big rabbit, the lacrimal gland system of these two knives couldn't cry, couldn't be turned on and off, there wasn't even an after-sales service, it was terrible up!

"Brother Huang, don't laugh." Ruan Jiao tried hard to maintain the persona, hiding a crying face in a panic.

Song Qiyan pulled him up, "You have to know how to control your emotions properly. It's not good to be too involved in the drama, it will cause insomnia, and it will also affect your next performance."

Ruan Jiao pinched her nose with a tissue and nodded obediently.

The two stood and talked, and the makeup artist and styling assistant danced around.

Han Xi, who was waiting at the scene, was dressed as a scholar, and rolled his eyes, "Just pretend, the West Lake can't hold the tears you said when you came, so you can coax anyone to believe it? It's so strange!"

He has had a direct confrontation with Ruan Jiao, and he knows that this little Jiaohua is a real second-hander under the skin, and his background is also very good. His role was robbed, and he complained. The company and family took turns to put pressure on him. Taishang Laojun, sitting on his own head?

But as compensation, Guangyao invited him to participate in another urban youth idol drama, which was considered a way of saving face. The villain boss in "Feng Tian" was not easy to play, and it was unnecessary. In the end, he took over the male third role.

While looking for the steps, Han Xi gritted his teeth with hatred.

The production team of "Feng Tian" has very strict requirements. They enter the group early and are not allowed to play together. Every day at 05:30 in the morning, the bus will take the actors from the base hotel to the studio on time.

Ruan Jiao's long-sleeved pullover was wrapped in a pitch-black down jacket, which made his complexion white. His hair was shortened a lot, and his headgear was glued to it every day, which caused great damage to the hair quality. After a few days, the stylist would cut off some of his hair tips. Do some basic protection.

Song Qixuan had a special nanny car, came earlier, and was already packed. Seeing Ruan Jiao yawned feebly, "Ruan Jiao, pay attention to your image, I can almost see your heart with the sound of your voice."

Ruan Jiao patted his face as if he was sleepwalking, propped his head that was precariously on the palm of his hand, half-opened his eyes and said nothing, completely giving up struggling.

"Children are good. They can sleep all the time. It's not like we can't fall asleep when something happens." Song Qizhen chatted with the staff around him with a smile.

"Oh? Where did my makeup glue go?" Song Qihuang's makeup artist ransacked the box.

"Brother Xiang, use mine first, and look for it later." Ruan Jiao's stylist handed over a small brown bottle.

When making a headgear, the most painful thing is sticking the gauze edge, the makeup glue sticking to the flesh, the touch is as disgusting as it is, Ruan Jiao has a dog's nose, his skills are only half, and his sense of smell is still more sensitive than ordinary people.

There is an unknown fishy smell in the chemical fragrance of the makeup gel, every time I open it, it's fine for others, Ruan Jiao is so smoked that he frowns.

This bottle of makeup glue today is very strange, the fishy smell is replaced by a faint smell?

The make-up artist puts on the headgear and is about to glue the edge of the gauze.

Ruan Jiao squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Yaoyao, help me get some glue, I'll stick a beard for fun."

He picked up the eyebrow pencil and drew two big eyes on the back of his hand, and moved his jaw.

Doing styling for more than an hour a day, sitting still and unable to move, how boring it is. Yaoyao understood how boring it was, so she leaned over and dipped some glue with a small spoon, and gave it to him to amuse herself.

Ruan Jiao quickly applied the glue to his tiger's muzzle, lowered his head and sniffed, and was sure it wasn't the usual smell, but it was covered by the aroma, and the difference was too small.

Song Qixuan's makeup artist has evenly applied the glue on the edge of the gauze, fiddled with it for a while, and is ready to put on the headgear.

There was a burning pain in Ruan Jiao's hand, accompanied by itching, he grabbed it twice irresistibly, the entire tiger's mouth became red and swollen.

The stylist who was fiddling with the wig looked down and saw it, "Hey! Why are you still allergic?"

He quickly picked up Ruan Jiao who was still scratching his paw, and wiped off the glue with gauze soaked in alcohol.

"Brother Huang, don't use this glue, I'm allergic!" Ruan Jiao shouted at Song Qihuang in fear.

Song Qizhen was still calm, and only said to his little assistant, "Go to the on-site producer."

A string of small blisters on Ruan Jiao's hands quickly formed into pieces. It was a very obvious corrosive allergy. If it was applied on the face, the consequences would be disastrous.

Song Qixuan quietly patted Ruan Jiao on the back, "Tell your assistant to pay attention today and take care of personal items."

Ruan Jiao was in pain and itching, and nodded expressively.

The crew reacted quickly, rechecked the supplies immediately, sent another group of make-up personnel, and sent Ruan Jiao to the infirmary for treatment.

Ruan Jiao's hands were covered with a thick layer of ointment, so he could only shoot the scenes without showing his hands first, and the roles of the heroine and heroine were brought forward.

He glanced at Han Xi who was picking cherries while waiting for the show. There was no one around, so he walked over lightly, grabbed Han Xi by his collar, and grabbed the cherries with him.

Han Xi was thrown into the props room and was almost stuck to death by the cherry pit, "Ruan Jiao! Why are you crazy?"

Ruan Jiao closed the door with his foot, twisted the lock behind his back, picked up a wooden stick, and tricked him, "Did you make the makeup glue?"

"I'm sick, am I? Is it okay to feed Song Qizhen?" Young Master Han Xi's temper was blunt and irritable.He, whose family is one of the top [-] real estate companies, and acting is just a hobby, can he be so sincere?

"You and I are the only one in the crew who has a grudge against me, who else is it?" Ruan Jiao poked the wooden stick on the ground, and it slowly split in two silently.

Han Xi was so frightened that his scalp went numb. Knowing that he was a bit of a dick, he stammered and said, "No? Song Qizhen was raped by someone, why are you so excited?"

He only heard that Song Qixuan was about to wear a hood, and Ruan Jiao tried the glue for him, but the glue was not right.

Han Xi rolled his eyes, and the scenes of the set suddenly flashed, and he suddenly realized, "I know! You like Song Qixuan! You want to fuck him!"

Ruan Jiao looked at the fool sympathetically, "I said, Master Xi, you were born with an IQ arrears, and you haven't recharged it yet, have you? Song Qixuan's makeup glue disappeared for no reason. I borrowed my makeup glue, but my makeup glue There is a problem, is this aimed at Song Qihuang?"

Han Xi frowned and thought for a long time, then said silently, "You're so wicked, how much do you think you're hated? Didn't you dig someone's grave before?"

Ruan Jiao is speechless, but he can be sure that Han Er's idiot is innocent, he has a low IQ and a cheap mouth, a typical vicious supporting role who can't survive two episodes.

"Now the whole crew knows that we are not getting along, you are the biggest suspect." Ruan Jiao continued to fool him.

Han Xi pointed to his nose, his eyes were wide open, and he pointed to his nose and asked, "Me? Can you not play with me?"

Ruan Jiao smiled warmly, put his arms around his shoulders, and opened the door, "How can I be willing to let you take the blame, young master?"

Han Xi felt a chill, and goosebumps dripped all over the floor, "Ruan Jiao, are you a devil?"

"Whoever did it, I will definitely find out, and the young master will not be wronged." With a smile on his face, and a cold light in his dark eyes, Ruan Jiao patted his back and walked into the studio intimately.

"None of my business!" Han Xi roared in his heart, but unfortunately he had already returned to the set, and his face still had a bright spring.

The staff all looked sideways, rivals on the set, Weibo battles, fans greeted each other, one of them was suspected of poisoning this morning, and now the two are talking and laughing, hooking shoulders?It's lazy and long-haired - weird!