School Grass Meets Her Husband

After dinner, Xia Zichen carefully studied the script, while Xiao Yu was in a daze.

"Xia Zichen, am I really unsuitable to be an actor? I changed the script without authorization today, and no one scolded me." Xiao Yu said sullenly.

Xia Zichen moved Xiao Yu's head to his lap, smoothed his hair, and said flatly: "It's not your script, it's the young master who wanted to say these words, it just happened to come out of your mouth. "

Xiao Yu removed the script that blocked his sight, looked up at Xia Zichen seriously: "Really? I understand him?"

"Did you know that there are words and characters in the world? When they meet a predestined person, they will possess themselves and use their mouths to tell their true self." Xia Zichen patted Xiao Yu's forehead.

"Are you serious?" Xiao Yu asked curiously.

"Of course it's fake, the kind that can only fool three-year-olds." Xia Zichen smiled half-smile.

Xiao Yu turned over and sat up, threatening to punish Xia Zichen on the spot!

At night, Xiao Yu had a dream, Fang Caizi crawled towards him covered in blood, he wanted to call himself, but he could only cough up blood non-stop.

Xiao Yu woke up from the nightmare, and after a while she still couldn't fall asleep, so she picked up her phone and swiped.

Because he was not on campus and could not browse the BBS, Xiao Yu could only open Weibo to see what was new.

Then he saw a group of people crazy about Aite.

Mosquito: Brother Yu, is this you and the president?You actually went to become an actor behind your brothers' backs, you are amazing my brother!

Monkey: I didn't expect you to make such progress [smirk]

Fei is not Fei: Chairman Xia can also play the piano, he is indeed a genius, I wish the filming smooth

Weibo with only 300-[-] people usually has [-] followers!

Xiao Yu's eyes were straightened, and there was only one thought in his mind: I seem to be on fire!

Because of Director Dapeng's live broadcast, the entire crew became very popular, causing heated discussions on Weibo for a while.

Interested people quickly searched in detail and found out the background of the protagonist, causing another uproar.

Because Xia Zichen didn't open Weibo, all CP fans went to Xiao Yu's Weibo to frantically check his presence.

A post with the long title of "Guide to Love at Public Expenses: August [-], President Against the Heavens X School Grass CP Must Know Two or Three Things", has dominated the top ten Weibo searches for two days in a row!

The popularity of the post reached H, and the school's rotten girl was even more bloody, frantically posting the daily pictures of the two of them, causing another wave of bloody storm.

Xiao Yu not only watches it by himself every day, but also shares it with Xia Zichen when he sees something interesting, enjoying it.

One day, while Xiao Yu was asleep, Xia Zichen sent a message to Gu Fei: Hack Xiao Yu's Weibo account before 7 o'clock tomorrow, and delete all negative comments.

Gu Fei: President, don't worry, leave it to me.

Xia Zichen put down his phone and looked at this carefree little fool with a doting smile on his lips.

This world is dangerous, you just need to be responsible for your innocence.

Although the funds are limited, and even the soldiers are cameos by the staff, the stumbling drama is finally coming to an end.

Teacher Liang called this day.

"Hello? Xiao Yu?" Teacher Liang's voice came from the microphone.

"It's me, Teacher Liang. His mobile phone is broken, and the call was transferred to me. What can you do?" Xia Zichen asked coldly.

Teacher Liang's originally planned words were stuck in his throat, but he didn't dare to speak nonsense in front of this student. After thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't know where to start.

Xia Zichen said lightly: "Mr. Liang, do you want to ask about the comments on the Internet? We filmed during the summer vacation, so this is our personal freedom, right? And the show hasn't aired yet, so it won't have any impact on the school for the time being. If you talk about this issue now, it's a bit early, right?"

Teacher Liang almost spit out a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He was so blocked that he was speechless for a while.

"Um, the teacher just wanted to ask you, was the filming going well?" Faced with Xia Zichen's cold pressure, Teacher Liang could only wipe his sweat in the air-conditioned room.

Xia Zichen looked at Xiao Yu who was happily playing on Weibo, and chuckled lightly: "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine."

Teacher Liang could only chat casually, and hung up the phone hastily.

"Who is calling?" Xiao Yu walked over and asked while playing with her mobile phone.

"Selling insurance." Xia Zichen replied flatly.

"It's really dedicated, and our students don't let it go." Xiao Yu really praised, he admired those who worked hard to make money.

Xia Zichen twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's over soon, let's prepare for the last scene."

The last scene really tested Xiao Yu's acting skills, because he didn't have a single line.

The young master who died on the battlefield left only a grave in his clothes.

Fang Caizi dragged his frail body to the tomb and poured out a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine that the two of them used to drink when they met.

Every time he took a sip, the wine mixed with blood was coughed up, Fang Caizi didn't realize it, and unexpectedly dyed his white clothes into red shirts.

A solitary soul of the young master wandered here, but he couldn't speak, and could only quietly accompany his lover, until Fang Caizi coughed up blood and died in front of the grave, and the two were considered married in the underworld. meet.

This is not only a big challenge for Xiao Yu, but also for Xia Zichen.

For the scene of coughing up blood, he took more than [-] shots, but he and the director were not satisfied, and finally decided to take a break before shooting the next one.

Xiao Yu floated over with pale makeup, it was really like hitting a ghost during the day.

He tried to comfort Xia Zichen, but found that he had no good way.

Xiao Yu: Xiao Yu, you are really useless, there is nothing you can do, how beautiful you were guided last time!

"What are you doing?" Xia Zichen held Xiao Yu's hands that were about to break his fingers, and asked calmly.

In front of people, he was always as indifferent as usual.

"How can I help you find the right feeling?" Xiao Yu sighed and worried.

"Perhaps, if you fight with me, I will find the feeling." I don't know if Xia Zichen is joking, but there is no seriousness on his face.

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand what Xia Zichen meant, and even waved his hand and punched him straight at Xia Zichen's face!

"Ah!" Not far away, the staff screamed when they saw the two fighting together.

"Baby, our "Genuine Talents"... what the hell is going on!" Director Dapeng, who was trying to figure out the stitches, also heard the movement, and the camera twisted to shoot over.

The screen was flooded with presents in an instant, and the actors fought with each other on the spot. This wave of gifts was not a loss!

Director Dapeng rushed over with his chubby belly shaking, and shouted, "What are you doing!"

When he came running, Xia Zichen's face was already slightly stained, and the hair fell down on his forehead, giving him a downcast look.

Xia Zichen glanced over coldly, but said to Dapeng lightly: "I've found the feeling, let's start."

Dapeng was stunned, and turned to look at Xiao Yu with a calm expression, so he had to wave his hand to call everyone to turn on the machine.The actor said that if he has a feeling, he must grasp it!

Fang Caizi frowned, enduring the pain, and half-crawled up to the grave.

His slender fingers stroked the writing on the tombstone lightly, and his indifferent expression could not tell that the person in his heart had died.

Director Dapeng looked at the camera and his eyebrows were tangled in one place, shouldn't Fang Caizi be heartbroken here?What kind of feeling did Xia Zichen feel?He decided to watch his next performance before making a decision.

The sweet-scented osmanthus wine was held in Fang Caizi's hand, but he didn't drink it alone. Instead, he bowed his hands to the tombstone and sprinkled it on the grave bag.

A jug was poured in, Fang Caizi stood up slowly, smashed the jug, and stabbed the jug in the chest with the ballast!

The blood bag hidden in the clothes sprayed out, and the blood splashed on the tombstone, leaving behind the words on the tombstone.