After rebirth, the high-cold movie king spoils me alone

"Snapped!"

The crisp applause sounded, making the surrounding staff stunned.

Ji Xianwu's eyes were red and his eye sockets were moist, looking at Jiang Huai with obvious slap marks on his face, he said the last line belonging to his younger brother: "I will never forgive you."

'cut! "

"Call it! It's perfect!"

This is the end of the filming.

The director took a few quick steps forward, patted Ji Xianwu on the shoulder with a laugh, "Xiao Ji did a good job this time, it seems that Jiang Yingdi taught well."

Before Ji Xianwu NGed several times in a row, the director didn't leave during the short break, so he naturally saw the interaction between the two.

Ji Xianwu nodded, he hadn't gotten out of the emotion just now, his whole mind was in a daze, his mind and body seemed to be split in two places, they couldn't be spliced ​​together, and he couldn't cope with the current situation.

Only the residual pain in the hand is real.

Jiang Huai's assistant, Xiao Han, held a wet towel, and carefully handed it to his artist, "Brother Jiang, apply it to your face, or it will swell later."

After speaking, he sneaked a glance at Ji Xianwu who was next to him, sweating in his heart for this little idol, who dared to slap Jiang's actor, maybe he didn't want to be in this circle, right?

Although it is necessary for the plot, there is no need for such a cruel hand, the crisp applause is painful to hear!

Jiang Huai took the towel, but didn't put it on his face immediately, but asked Ji Xianwu sideways: "Does your hand hurt?"

Ji Xianwu raised his head when he heard the words, even though his vision was hazy, the red slap marks on the opponent's face were still glaring.

He stared blankly at Jiang Huai's handsome eyebrows, knowing that he had vented his anger and was unable to extricate himself from the memories of the past, but he vented his anger on someone who had no fault.

It sucks...

"I'm sorry!" Ji Xianwu was extremely regretful, and bowed deeply to apologize, "I hit too hard..."

Jiang Huai didn't speak, but took Ji Xianwu's right hand, and carefully applied the wet towel given by his assistant to his red palm, with a gentle tone, "Apply it, it will be swollen later."

A cold touch came from the palm of his hand, Ji Xianwu's eyes were hot, his eyes were as red as a rabbit looking at Jiang Huai, and he said loudly: "Idol, I..."

"It's nothing, it's just acting." Jiang Huai raised his hand and stroked the little fan's head reassuringly.

It seems that the qualifications are still too low, such a trivial matter makes me cry.

It's cute though.

Assistant Xiao Han watched this scene:? ? ?

Brother Jiang, what are you doing? !

What he hurt was only a hand, what you lost was a face!

"Brother Jiang, there is still a press conference to attend later, and the time is a little too late."

In order not to disfigure his own artist, Xiao Han hurriedly stepped forward to remind him that even though this face is insured, he should take good care of it!We have to deal with it quickly!

Since the other party doesn't care or care, he, the assistant, can only worry about it.

Jianghuai glanced at his watch. It was 05:30, and there was still half an hour before the press conference. The time was really tight.

But now that Ji Xianwu was in such a dazed state, he was really worried.

Jiang Huai pondered for a while, and told Xiao Han a few words, Xiao Han hurriedly nodded and left.

In less than 3 minutes, Zhu Mingxu appeared on the set.

At this time, the staff had already evacuated, leaving only Jiang Huai and Ji Xianwu.

Zhu Mingxu still had that foolish look, and he deserved a beating for what he said, "Little beauty, who bullied you?"

The words were addressed to Ji Xianwu, but his eyes were cast towards Jiang Huai, the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

Ji Xianwu slowed down for a while, his mood had almost recovered, he didn't want others to misunderstand Jiang Huai, so he explained: "No one bullies me, it's because I haven't played yet."

Zhu Mingxu raised his fox eyes slightly when he heard the words, showing full of ridicule, "I thought it was a good thing done by some incomprehensible guy~"

"You will die on your mouth sooner or later." Jiang Huai sneered and mocked.

Zhu Mingxu seemed to be used to this kind of talk, he waved his hands indifferently and said: "Anyway, I'm not dead now, people just want to live in the present moment."

"So, what's the matter calling me here?"

Jiang Huai glanced at Ji Xianwu without any trace, and said to Zhu Mingxu, "Send my little fan back."

"what?"

Dare to let him be a free driver?

The little beauty is very beautiful, but he will not do the thankless work of making wedding dresses for others!

Before Zhu Mingxu could say his refusal, Jiang Huai stopped him with the next sentence, "It's free next time."

"Okay, okay!" Zhu Mingxu immediately agreed.

"Come, come, little beauty, brother will take you back."

Ji Xianwu:?

Did the two reach some kind of PY deal in front of him?

"Go back and have a good rest, and remember to send me a message when you arrive." Jiang Huai worried.

Looking at his deep eyes, Ji Xianwu actually saw a trace of tenderness?

Ji Xianwu bowed his head in response, and secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much, if he was still so narcissistic, it would be embarrassing to have the misunderstanding in his previous life again.

"Let's go, little beauty, I'll take you to experience my brother's ultra-luxury Ferrari!" Zhu Mingxu was gearing up and couldn't wait.

"Well, thank you..."

Jiang Huai frowned as he watched the two go away. Was it his illusion?I always feel that after the filming of the rival scene, the mood of the young fans has been very low.

"Brother Jiang, let's go?"

"Okay." Jiang Huai thought to himself next time we meet.

Ji Xianwu didn't have the time to think about things until he got on the legendary ultra-luxury Ferrari.

Not for anything else, just because Zhu Mingxu was driving at a really—too fast speed!

On the way back, Zhu Mingxu took the suburban section, the road was wide and there was no one around, it was a good place for drag racing.

So he slammed on the accelerator and let go, the sound of the roaring sports car resounded through the sky, and the whistling gusts of wind could be heard in his ears.

"That..." Ji Xianwu covered his mouth, trying to suppress the rising nausea in his heart, and said to a certain racing party who was in the carnival, "Can, can you drive slower..."

"Little beauty—what did you say?" Zhu Mingxu was enjoying the fun of drag racing.

"I said—can you drive—slowly—!"

"I want to throw up!!!"

After saying these words, Ji Xianwu obviously felt that the speed of the car slowed down, and the feeling of nausea subsided a lot.

"Don't spit, little beauty, let me drive slowly!"

Zhu Mingxu just got this Ferrari last month. He didn't have time to take it out for a while. He was so excited that he almost threw up.

Seeing Ji Xianwu's normal expression, Zhu Mingxu heaved a sigh of relief, and asked him softly: "How is it, are you feeling better now?"

"...It's much better." Ji Xianwu's heart moved, but he didn't expect the other party to be bluffing, and his mind was quite sharp.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Zhu Mingxu. You can call me Brother Xu."

Ji Xianwu nodded, and suddenly remembered that Zhu Mingxu was driving ahead and couldn't see him, so he said, "Brother Xu is good."

"Hmm, the little mouth is sweet~ No wonder Jiang Huai likes you."

Jiang Huai, you like me?

Ji Xianwu raised his head abruptly, and met Zhu Mingxu's gaze in the rearview mirror, who blinked at him, "Why, you don't know?"