The villain's cannon fodder washes his whiteness by love variety show

The shooting location in West Lake is not far away, it can be reached in half an hour by car, the sun is just right, Qu Mu pulled down the window and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"The weather is so nice." He said casually, wanting to ease the atmosphere of silence caused by the shooting.

There was a black thermos bottle on the place where the water cup was placed in the car, and Ji Ping pouted without looking sideways: "It will be there in a while, drink some water first, and check your phone."

"Okay." Qu Mu nodded happily, took out his mobile phone from the back pocket of his trousers, and flipped to Moments.

A photo of Amber suddenly appeared on the top of Moments, Qu Mu was stunned, and then glanced at the head next to the photo, which was pure white without any blemish.

Qu Mu's suspicious eyes fell on Ji Ping, who was driving leisurely beside him. Didn't Ji Ping never post on Weibo and Moments?What happened to Amber suddenly?

He opened Weibo again, and sure enough, Ji Ping's Weibo was synchronized with news from Moments——

[Ji Ping: In the play of the wind and the sun. 】

All Ji Ping's fans were boasting, and the sharp-eyed people recognized Amber, and immediately started the "cloud rua dog" activity.

[Wang Xingren's report: I haven't seen Amber for a few days and I'm fat again, let my sister ruarua~]

[Dogs are the cutest creatures in the world: ahhh!Mao Liang Pan Shun, so cute! 】

[Looking forward to "Ruzhilan": If the boss doesn't post selfies, he should post more of Amber, from me who sees the reflection in Amber's big eyes. 】

Qu Mu nervously opened the photo of Amber, zoomed in on Amber's round black eyes, and the first thing he saw was Ji Ping's reflection, but at the edge of the black, half of his arm was exposed.

It's his arm.

Qu Mu suddenly felt guilty, and immediately scrolled down the comments. After confirming that no one cared, he put down his phone and looked at Ji Ping beside him.

"Why didn't you post a selfie? Fans really want to see it." Qu Mu was curious.

"When the new drama is filming, I will post the stills." Ji Ping's answer was very flat. Qu Mu thought he would end the conversation, but he didn't want Ji Ping to suddenly say, "But if you often post the daily routine, they will always wait for me. Might as well not post it, so they can focus on themselves."

Qu Mu nodded: "Then why did you send Amber's photo today?"

"I want to tell them something."

"what's up?"

The car stopped slowly, and Qu Mu anxiously grabbed Ji Ping who was about to get out of the car. Ji Ping held his hand instead, his eyes were warm but uncompromising. After all, Ji Ping still didn't answer Qu Mu's question: "West Lake is here. get off."

***

The West Lake on weekdays was already much cooler than on weekends. In addition, Qu Mu and his party came early in the morning, and there were not many people in the entire park.

Qu Mu easily jumped out of the car, took the script and walked to the park with Ji Ping. The morning air was very good. Qu Mu stood by the pond, bent over the handrail to watch the koi carp, and the breeze blew away, revealing a white A flamboyant waistline.

"Put it on." Ji Ping put the windbreaker in his hand after getting off the car on Qu Mu.

Qu Mu really felt a little cold, pursed his lips and nodded slightly, and put Ji Ping's windbreaker on with a smile.

"Director, what are they doing?" The staff were dumbfounded.

The bearded director was also very shocked by this scene: "Ji Ping asked Qu Mu to wear it, and Qu Mu put it on in a grand manner? Isn't he afraid of being attacked by Ji Ping's girlfriend fans?"

The staff followed Huatou and said: "Qu Mu is definitely not afraid, how many people have attacked him before."

"Did you tell me? You know it, right?!"

The noise in front of the monitor didn't affect Ji Ping and Qu Mu's trip to the West Lake. The two focused on playing together, and went directly to the pavilion with fixed cameras, sitting side by side and reading the script.

Qu Mu held the script in a place where the camera couldn't capture it. The angle was tricky, and he had to lie on the beauty with half of his body, but the wooden gazebo lay down hard, and he felt uncomfortable in his muscles and bones just two seconds after he fell down.

"Get up." Ji Ping said, walked to Qu Mu's right side and sat down.

As a result, Qu Mu could only fall on Ji Ping's lap. He felt that something was wrong, and his face flushed quickly, until Ji Ping saw him dawdling, and said, "What are you doing in a daze? In the script, there are similar scene."

"Oh."

Reluctantly, Qu Mu fell heavily on Ji Ping's lap, flipped through two pages of the script, and found the part of Lanzhi that he marked.

There are not many Lanzhi scenes in the script, only three scenes, all of which are in Confucian memory, but these three scenes are very important. The first scene is when Confucian hesitates between the two options of undercover and normal life. Arrived at the former Laneige.

At that time, the two had gotten to know each other very well, and Lanzhi would complain about Ruwen's sadness that she couldn't get out, and would also let Ruwen leave the boxing ring early to live her own life.

"If I go back to the ring again, will you be disappointed?"

"Ru Wen, I have never been disappointed in you."

Qu Mu sighed in disappointment. He knew why Ru Wen returned to the boxing ring after just a few sentences. However, although the most lovable person in the book was Lanzhi, he couldn't help but begrudgingly to the hero Ru Wen. I especially like it.

Ji Ping stretched out his hand and gently slid it over Qu Mu's cheek. Qu Mu pursed his lips and didn't speak. This was an action in the script, but for some reason, he always felt that the next second, Ruwen might kiss come up.

Fortunately, the script only stopped here, and Confucianism woke up.

Qu Mu put away the script, moved away from Ji Ping's lap, and sat next to Ji Ping: "I always feel that my limbs are very stiff."

Ji Ping nodded: "It's normal for you to be stiff for the first time, just try a few more times."

If he tried a few more times, wouldn't he have a heart attack?Qu Mu thought secretly, and flipped through a few more pages of the script. On the last column of the cast list, he saw an unusually familiar name: "Duan Linyu?"

"Huh?" Ji Ping moved closer to Qu Mu to have a look, staring at the name with a confused face, "You know him?"

"You don't know Duan Linyu?" Qu Mu was surprised, "My company's popular little fresh meat."

Ji Ping stared at Qu Mu indifferently, and raised a calm smile.How could he know who Duan Linyu was? Even Qu Mu only met after working together.

"As expected of you." Qu Mu gave Ji Ping a thumbs up, took out his phone and searched the company's official website, pointed to Duan Linyu's full face and wrote, "This is it."

"Well, he looks like a popular niche." To put it bluntly, he looks like he has no memory, but Ji Ping still maintains his superficial hypocrisy and makes an "objective" evaluation.

In this play, Duan Linyu played the role of a small follower of the boss of the underground boxing arena. He only appeared in the later stage, and his lines were less than three sentences. No wonder Ji Ping couldn't remember him.

Qu Mu suddenly realized, no wonder "Seven Aunts and Eight Aunts of Goose Drops" invited Duan Linyu, because he fell in love with Duan Linyu and wanted to come to Z City for filming, so he could record a test film by the way.

But Duan Linyu didn't like this kind of emotional variety show at all, so he passed the notice to Qu Mu. By coincidence, Qu Mu joined the crew of "Ru Zhilan".

"Do you have the crew schedule on your phone?" Qu Mu patted Ji Ping on the shoulder.

Ji Ping raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you want to see Duan Linyu's schedule?"

As expected of Ji Ping, Qu Mu nodded excitedly. He couldn't wait to see how Duan Linyu found out that he was also in the crew.

Ji Ping didn't like it, Qu Mu obviously came out with him, but somehow he cared about the little fresh meat from the same company, and wanted to see the other party's schedule?

How could he give.

"The schedule is with Director Zhou." Ji Ping replied coldly.

Qu Mu tilted his head and looked at Ji Ping's expression. The film king's acting skills are superb, and Qu Mu couldn't see any flaws at all, so he had to put his phone back in his trouser pocket: "Then ask Director Zhou when we get back."

"You really want to see him?"

Qu Mu glanced at Ji Ping. Of course he wanted to meet Duan Linyu soon. Thinking of the possible expressions on the other party's face, he felt very interesting and couldn't help laughing out: "I don't really want to, just generally want to see Duan Linyu." Bar."

Ji Ping put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left.

Qu Mu immediately put away the script, followed Ji Ping briskly, and grabbed Ji Ping's sleeve in confusion: "Why did you leave all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing." Ji Ping was so pulled by Qu Mu, half of the sour lemon in his heart was digested immediately, and he raised his chin slightly, "Your acting skills are not up to standard, go back and do a few more scenes."

But the program team can't let them go back like this. This time, they finally got the filming permit from the park, and they had to take some meaningful pictures before they could go back. The director promptly intercepted Ji Ping and Qu Mu who were about to leave.

"Both, this, this pair of scenes was correct for 10 minutes, and the filming took a total of half an hour. A clever woman can't cook without rice. Let our editor live a peaceful life!"

Ji Ping put his index finger on the headset, turned around to look at Qu Mu who was listening to the director's speech, and stretched out his hand to hook the hair on the top of Qu Mu's head: "I'll take you to a place."

***

Ji Ping came to Z City to film a movie, and he visited the West Lake many times, and soon took Qu Mu to a time-honored shop selling Dingsheng cakes. Although it was early in the morning, there were still many people who came to buy them. Pressed the button, and walked in front of Qu Mu: "Boss, a box of Dingsheng Cake."

"Okay, I'll charge you ten yuan."

The pink Dingsheng Cake landed in Qu Mu's hands. He anxiously pulled Ji Ping out of the crowd, sat on the bench and pulled down his hat, for fear that anyone would recognize them: "You are too brave, you are so brave here. There are many people, aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

"There are so many people that we can't notice us." Ji Ping glanced at the follow-up PD who was less than one meter away from them. The other party was obviously a veteran. During the filming process, he deliberately photographed the entire store, pretending to be a camera team for a tourism promotional film. , I didn't attract anyone's attention.

Qu Mu was still a little worried, so he deliberately walked to the more remote pavilion.

Suddenly, two people rushed in front of them, and Qu Mu was so frightened that he hurried to block Ji Ping: "Hurry up!"

"A star came to take pictures today, go and see!"

"Which star is he handsome?"

"Of course he's handsome! He's so popular!"

The two girls passed them by without even looking at them.

Qu Mu listened for a while, then turned his head and looked at Ji Ping in doubt, "You are popular and you come to West Lake to take pictures?"

Before he could recover, the bearded director's voice suddenly sounded in the earphones: "Hurry up and hide, there are many fans rushing to the West Lake, and they may find you!"

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Teacher Wang Ji is online hehehe