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Seeing her reply, Tang Anran slapped her forehead, and typed to ask: [Did you bring the gift here on purpose? 】

Jian Ai packed up her things in the room, and she was sitting on the single sofa. There was an oil painting tube on the table beside her. She made herself a pot of black tea, and chatted with Tang Anran: [Yes, don’t you also Are you filming in Yunling Mountain? I know that I will definitely see you here, so I brought the gift along the way. 】

Tang Anran: [It's a pity that I didn't bring the gift I prepared for you, it's left at home. 】

She had already prepared a gift for Jian Ai, and Tang Anran also specially prepared one after she knew for the first time that Jian Ai was going to give her a meeting gift.

It may be hard for Jian Ai to imagine that when Su Qingji came to her studio to "grab and plunder" that night, the gift Tang Anran prepared for her at home was a cover of You Luo's ten hit songs.

Jian Ai held some hot black tea in her right hand, blew on it, picked up the phone with her left hand and said, "It's okay, I didn't tell you in advance that I would come to Yunling Mountain. To be honest, I discussed this itinerary with Shihua the day before yesterday." OK."

Tang Anran put on the bluetooth headset, turned on the voice to listen, and scrolled through the chat records with Jian Ai before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and asked her: [The beauty you just mentioned to me a few days ago, it's a pity Have you met a painter with a bottleneck in painting? 】

"Well, that's right, it's her," Jian Ai introduced to her: "Her name is Xiao Shihua, and she is an outstanding landscape oil painter in the industry."

Tang Anran thought of the appearance of Xiao Shihua he saw just now, and said: [The temperament is so ladylike, it seems that traditional ink painting is more suitable for her. 】

Jian Ai laughed out loud: "Hahaha, does it have to do with appearance? Okay, I will advise her."

Tang Anran listened to her laughter, and the corners of her lips twitched, 【Unfortunately, if you hadn't told me that everyone was married and had children, I thought you two looked quite right. 】

"... What's your look?"

[Beauties are in pairs, one is extroverted and the other is restrained, complementing each other and complementing each other, isn't it right? 】

"She is a winner in life. She has a successful career and a happy family. Which one is right for me? I can't compare to her."

【Pfft, the famous painter, you're being humble again, can't you compare to her?Which do you lack in talent, appearance or figure? 】

Jian Ai: "...." She said rather helplessly: "I mean 'successful career' and 'family happiness', I can't compare to others."

Having been friends for so many years, Tang Anran knew that these two points were almost Jian Ai's heartbreak, so she said: [You came to Yunling Mountain this time to break through the bottleneck, learn more from others, see See how people become winners in life. 】

Seeing the line of words she sent, Jian Ai's eyes were a little unclear, she sipped her black tea, and said in a casual tone: "Then she can only enlighten me on the bottleneck of painting, and there are still emotional issues left. What about this?"

Tang Anran looked up to the middle of the set, where the actors were already in place.

Han Shanwen shouted in the intercom: "Come on, all departments, prepare for the actual shooting! 3, 2, 1, A!"

Patriarch Bai hosted a banquet for Ning Lan in a secret room in the mansion. There was no dance or music to entertain the banquet, and there was only a guqin. The patriarch, who was over fifty years old and had white temples, played the piano for Ning Lan himself.

The string moves, the sound is deep and sad, and it is mourning the deceased emperor.

Su Qingji sat on the honored seat, with green silk tucked up, a plain white dress without complicated decorations, and his whole body was cold and widowed.Her face was covered with white gauze, her face could not be seen, only those cold and calm eyebrows and eyes that belonged to Ning Lan.

In the lens, there are only a few schemes, arranged in two rows.

Amidst the sound of the piano, the atmosphere was heavy, everyone sitting in the seat had their own thoughts, and an unknown dangerous breath was hidden in it.

Su Qingji picked up the wine cup, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and drank a glass of wine.

Tang Anran looked at her exposed eyes without blinking.

"Cut—" Han Shanwen announced that this was over, and the actors were preparing for the next scene.

Only then did Tang Anran remember to reply to Jian Ai's news: [What relationship problems do you have? 】

Jian Ai waited patiently for her to reply, and said lightly: "I'm single, I think I should get out of the single."

[Then you... find a girlfriend? 】

"The ones in the deep mountains and old forests, where can I find them?"

Tang Anran joked with her: [Maybe when you were sketching in the mountains, you met a little fox demon who practiced the year before? 】

"... Are you terrified?" Jian Ai admired her imagination, and followed her words: "I don't want a fox demon, I want a fairy."

[Yunling Mountain is beautiful, you will have an adventure. 】

"Meet you?"

【Um? 】

Jian Ai's voice was magnanimous, "Fairy."

[Pfft...] Tang Anran thought she was poor again, out of character.

Jian Ai looked at the dialog box, pursed her lips as if thinking about it, and thought about a few words, she said: "Today is considered a face-to-face. How is it? Is there any difference between me and the photo?"

Tang Anran hung her fingers on the keyboard, half-paid, and replied: [Hmm...it seems...a bit? 】

"Where?"

【It looks taller and thinner. I just saw you at the first glance and thought it was so foreign...and...】

"how?"

Tang Anran's face flushed, [Cough, you are in good shape. 】

"Hahaha, that's more beautiful than you imagined, right?"

【You are beautiful in the first place. 】

Jian Ai leaned on the sofa and smiled at the phone screen, "In that case, do I still have a chance?"

Without knowing it, Tang Anran went in, 【What chance? 】

Jian Ai said in a frivolous tone, "I'll chase your chance."

Tang Anran:? ?

【what? 】

"Didn't you say that I want to find a girlfriend." After Jian Ai finished speaking, she suppressed the smile that came up and drank her lipstick tea.

[Then you attack me? 】Tang Anran didn't take it seriously, and felt somewhat righteously indignant, 【Rabbits don't even eat the grass beside their nests. 】

"Otherwise, I want a fairy, aren't you the most fairy in a radius of tens of miles?" Jian Ai finished sending out a voice, and added another sentence: "Besides, what kind of grass are you? I came from Italy all the way. Come here, stay away."

Tang Anran looked up to find the white figure on the set, 【It doesn't matter if you have a radius of tens of miles, you are not talking about me, but Teacher Su, the jealous face is right in front of me, why don't you consider her? 】

"Me and Su Qingji?" Jian Ai's voice suddenly rose twice, as if he had heard some terrible joke, "You've got it."

【What's wrong? ] Tang Anran was puzzled by her reaction, 【Do you... know each other? 】

Not only do they know each other, but they seem to have a bad relationship?

Jian Ai's tone was light, "Well, I know."

[Why do I feel that there is a fire between you||medicine? 】

Jian Ai snorted lightly, "Oh, the aura is not in harmony."

Tang Anran couldn't figure it out more and more, so why did Su Qingji collect so many Jian Ai's paintings?

What kind of confusing relationship is this?Love and kill type?

Su Qingji looked in Tang Anran's direction from time to time while shooting.

Almost every time he looked over, Tang Anran was typing on his mobile phone.

Thinking of Jian Ai shaking the phone to Tang Anran just before leaving, Su Qingji felt a little uncomfortable.

Are you chatting with Jian Ai?

The camera was adjusting the position, and the actor kept his position on the spot. Su Qingji sat behind the table, and Xi Zhu walked up to her with a thermos, squatted down and asked, "Sister, would you like some water?"

She unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and handed over the tea at just the right temperature.

Su Qingji took it and took a sip.

"Drink more?" Xi Zhu wanted her to drink more, "There are so many lines, why don't you use your voice?"

Su Qingji didn't answer, but instead glanced quietly in Tang Anran's direction, "I won't drink anymore, I can't drink anymore."

Han Shanwen sat behind the monitor and shouted through the intercom: "Okay, all departments are ready, we are going to take a picture!"

"3, 2, 1, snap—"

The field affairs are on the board, and the scene is quiet.

During the banquet, the situation was treacherous.

The old patriarch played the piano, and at the end of the song, he lamented that the country had lost a good king, and everyone in the seat felt the same, and all of them covered their faces and wept.

Ning Lan remained calm, expressionless, and her eyes fell on the flagon in front of her without waves.

Simple earthenware pots without patterns, and looking at the three plates and two plates on the table, the food is very bland.

Looking at the reactions of the people in front of him, Ning Lan's eyes flashed a trace of sadness and playfulness.

She cleared her throat.

The voice was not loud, but the voices of people around her stopped after her.

The old Patriarch pressed his fingers on the strings, as if he was still immersed in grief. Although he was a little old, his eyes were not cloudy. Instead, they flashed brightly at an angle that Ning Lan could not see.

Ning Lan sat upright, sitting behind the table neither humble nor overbearing, "Ping Yuanhou is worthy of being a loyal empress, the world can learn from his loyalty to Daqi and his father, the sound of the piano is touching, and the Sima's green shirt is heard, if the father's spirit in heaven can know me Ningqi has such a loyal minister as Marquis Pingyuan, surely even under the nine springs can smile."

"Princess, old minister, I am ashamed." The old Patriarch Pingyuan Hou heard Ning Lan's words and stood up to worship, "The old minister is ashamed of the princess's words. Now that the treacherous minister is in power, but the old minister is old and unable to do what he wants, so he can only guard this side of Xuancheng safely. That's all, I can't worry about the former emperor's division of the country, I really don't dare to do it."

Seeing that the Patriarch was like this, the other members of the Bai clan who were sitting in a row got up one after another and bowed down to Ning Lan.

"Why did the Marquis of Pingyuan say this, please get up quickly," Ning Lan went over and helped him up, "In Taiping's age, Marquis of Pingyuan guards the fief and lives in one side of the people, which is to contribute to the country. In trouble, the thief Li Wei exposed his wolfish ambitions, murdered the king and plotted rebellion, confused the court, and coerced the emperor to command the princes. If Pingyuan Hou is willing to raise his sword and mount his horse at this time, it is not too late to be loyal to the country."

Marquis Pingyuan bowed again in fear, "The princess praised the old minister. The old minister's eyes are dim. What did you say to carry the sword on the horse? The talents of our Bai clan are mediocre, but no one in Wuhou's family can fight. I am ashamed of the bravery of our ancestors who defeated the enemy on the battlefield."

Ning Lan didn't go to help him this time. The attitude and words of the old patriarch gradually covered her eyes with frost, "The ancestors of the Bai family had the merits of founding the country and following the dragon. At this time, my Ningqi building will collapse, and the foundation of the ancestors is at stake. The old Patriarch is hesitating at this moment, when should we wait?" Ning Lan glanced at the few prostrating people around, "Bai Clan members, are you willing to follow me to eradicate the traitors and rejuvenate the community?"

Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground, but no one answered.

Marquis Pingyuan suddenly raised his voice, "Master Bai, your descendants are incompetent," he bowed down again and kowtowed, "Princess Wang, atonement."

Ning Lan's back was like a pine and bamboo, and she stood on the spot without moving. She looked at the kneeling person with cold eyes, and sneered, "Oh, what an incompetent descendant."

Hou Pingyuan remained silent.

Ning Lan lowered her eyes, took a deep breath helplessly, and helped Pingyuanhou up, "Although the Bai clan is a general, there has been no major war in Daqi for decades, Xuancheng is peaceful, and no one in the Bai clan can fight Naturally, there are excusable circumstances, it doesn't matter if there is no one in the Bai family, as long as the old Patriarch is willing to help me, I will definitely reward Bai family for Guo Chaoming."

"Princess, Xuancheng is poor and remote. The people have too much to eat, and the Xuancheng treasury has no savings. The Bai family's ancestral precepts are clean, and the princess can see that even the Pingyuan Marquis mansion of the old minister can be called simple," Ping Yuan said. Hou gestured to the plain cup on the desk, bowed his head in shame, "Master Bai is ashamed of the high hopes she has for the princess, and she is really powerless in her ambitious ambitions."

The actor who plays Ping Yuanhou is an old actor, and all the actors and actresses are online.

In this shot, everyone has their own thoughts, and everyone's expressions are full of drama.

Jian Ai said that she was sleepy and needed to catch up on sleep.Tang Anran handed the phone to Jing Xiaotao, got up from the rest chair, and watched seriously the scene where Ning Lan asked for help from the Bai family of Xuancheng, but was rejected by the head of the Bai family in every possible way.