fifth year of divorce

Zhou Xi finally compromised, and Jiangling's work returned to normal, instead of going around for days and nights.

But Jiang Ling seemed unable to adjust this time, his eyes were covered with fatigue.

I took a week off and said I would go home to spend time with my parents.

I also successfully entered the group.

It seems that I was infected by Jiangling's emotions, and my mood has not been very good since the day I entered the group.

Qin Weiji was busy with work, and he didn't have a role in the latest announcement, so he didn't join the group.

I said hello to the actor who played Xu Cheng, and walked around Qingtan Ancient Town. This place is not a poor place, but a beautiful place.

I dyed my hair before joining the group. When I saw Zhou Kong, he was stunned for a moment, stroked my hair and sighed.

I think he probably saw An Tang in me.

The first scene was to be filmed. After the hickey on An Tong's neck was seen by the people in the town, he was pointed at.

It's not difficult, but there are still emotional conflicts.

The makeup artist worked on my face and neck for two hours, but Zhou Kong was not satisfied.

"This hickey is too fake. Is it Xu Jiang's kiss or a mosquito's kiss?" Zhou Kong frowned and said, "Let someone really kiss you."

I froze for a while and didn't refute.

The makeup artist reached out to help me remove the makeup on my neck, and I heard Zhou Kong say, "Look, who can give you a kiss?"

I don't care, "It's okay."

"One with experience."

I leaned on the chair, raised my head, and showed my slender neck in front of others.

But after waiting for a while, no one came.

"Where are people?!" Zhou Kong shouted.

The people in the group looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to step forward, "Director Zhou, don't make things difficult for us, who dares to kiss and thank the teacher?"

"A bunch of wretches." Zhou Kong muttered bitterly.

I looked at Zhou Kong with a funny face, "Why don't you come in person."

Zhou Blank glanced at me, and said humanely, "Go and call Qin Weishou and ask him to come over."

I hurriedly sat up straight, wishing I could give myself a kiss, "Mr. Zhou, I'd better pinch one myself."

Seeing that I was about to reach out, Zhou Kong quickly knocked my hand away, "What are you pinching for? Look at your useless face, you will still have kissing scenes and sex scenes in the future, and you kiss yourself too?"

Everyone on the set was holding back their laughter, and I blushed.

I smashed the jar, "Either you come, or I pinch it myself. If you dare to ask Brother Qin to come over, I will show you to death."

Zhou Kong gritted his teeth with hatred, and waved his hands irritably, "The makeup artist hastened to make up, ready to start shooting."

The make-up artist smiled, "It's the first time I've seen Director Zhou feel embarrassed."

I closed my eyes and said with a smile, "After the last cooperation, he said he would never cooperate with me again. Director Zhou's mouth is also made of tofu."

An Tang walked through the town. He liked the elm tree on the edge of the town. This season is the season when the elm tree takes root, and its luxuriant branches and leaves provide shade for people.

Xu Jiang left early in the morning, and every night before he left, he was tossed to death.

An Tang lowered his head slightly and walked through the crowd. Every time he walked in front of these people, it was like walking on ice.

People in the town sat in twos and threes to enjoy the shade, and when they got excited and saw An Tang, they would silence their voices, renew the topic, and three sentences could not be separated from the disaster.

An Tang also couldn't figure out why the people in this town were so hostile to him.

Are these people so jealous and righteous?

"Look, look, what's that on his neck?"

An Tang was stunned, and subconsciously covered it with his clothes.

"What can there be, dirty things."

"It's disgusting. It turned out to be someone who went through the back door."

"Pervert, just like his mother, look at that face, which serious man looks like this."

"When I got home, I kept an eye on my man. There is such a little goblin who wanders around the town twisting his waist every day. He might be able to seduce someone's soul someday."

An Tang turned back and ran towards the house, but the voices behind him became louder and louder. They washed him with the dirtiest words, trying to rob him of his purity with words.

"Card!"

The assistant director didn't know where to find the extras, and there was still a big lack of acting skills, and the lines were not good.

Zhou Air didn't pass five or six consecutive shots.

The June sun made me anxious, and when it finally passed, the staff quickly came up to hold an umbrella for me.

Several group performers bowed to me guiltily, "I'm sorry, thank you teacher."

I took the water handed over by the staff, and the sweat dripped down my neck, "I can't buy fruit drinks for everyone without an assistant. Please cooperate with me and I will treat everyone to dinner after the filming is over."

"Thank you, teacher."

Knowing that I was afraid of heat, Zhou Kong asked someone to bring me a bowl of mung bean soup.He patted me on the shoulder, "The little bastard has grown up, and he would have quit long ago."

"At first I wanted to quit." I twisted my neck and pointed to the extras, "But these are all professional actors, they are here to play me."

"Ok?"

"The group performers should have signed a non-disclosure agreement, and they have to collect their mobile phones when they enter the set. But when I was filming, I saw a pocket with a mobile phone in it. It must be because they wanted to shoot me to play big names. I can't pretend?"

Zhou Kong frowned, called the assistant director, pointed to the group performer, "Go and check the cell phones of those people, if there is any problem, tell them to get out of here."

Zhou Kong glanced at me, "Little fox."

"Mr. Zhou, it seems that I still have commercial value." I smiled smugly, "You have to do a good job of checking this set, because it's only the first day that you're doing something."

"Fuck you." Zhou blankly glanced at me, "How do you know that the phone is aimed at you?"

"It's not easy to pretend to be able to act if you can't act, and it's even harder to pretend you can't act if you can act. I can tell at a glance that the group performers are experienced. If they can't pass one or two, I can say that they haven't adapted to it." , but seeing so many in a row just makes me angry."

Zhou Kong cursed secretly, "These bastards."

"It's not all here to make trouble, there may be one or two, it's okay to be polite to them, just throw them out like this, maybe your play will be leaked, it's not worth it."

I didn't speak any more, and sat on the chair to relieve the discomfort of being in the sun for several hours.

Zhou Kong was standing beside me, stunned for a long time, then patted my head, "Let's rest for two hours first."

In the next few days, Zhou Kong should have someone check it out, and no one deliberately caused trouble.

But the intensity of the shooting is still very high, almost every day I have to bask in the sun for seven or eight hours, and I drank two or three boxes of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.

When it was time for me to play, I just nestled in a chair and closed my eyes for a while.

Zhou Kong said that although I haven't filmed a movie for five years, but the years have accumulated, it's like An Tang has lived in my heart, and every frown and smile of mine is him.

So my breath is lonely and my face is illusory. When I sit there alone, almost no one on the set dares to talk to me.

At night, the wind in the ancient town was cool, and the crowd was noisy while filming. I was alone in the chair and closed my eyes gently under the wind.

I don't know how long it took, someone covered me with a blanket.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and the person in front of me fascinated my eyes.

Under the night light, the curvature of Qin Weiji's face looked lonely and soft, even touching my fingertips felt cold.

"Brother Qin..."

My tone is lingering, which is the tone cultivated by the mountains and rivers in the south.

"Go back to the hotel and sleep, be careful to catch a cold."

I shook my head and sat up, "I'll be playing later, why did you come here today?"

"It's all right over there, come and have a look." Qin Weiji's voice lingered softly in the night, like water, "Are you still used to it?"

I nodded, looking a little cautious, "Fortunately, Mr. Zhou and the staff on the set took good care of me."

Qin Weiji pursed his lips, probably because he felt that I was giving him a bureaucratic tone, "Go and rest, I read your announcement, the schedule is very full these days, and it's okay to rest for a night, Director Zhou I'll talk over there."

"it is good."

I looked at Qin Weiji's slender back, as if it was a dream in the hazy summer night.