After the sick top was forced to marry

With the investment, the crew started to operate again.

Xiao Yun seemed to be afraid that the father, who seemed to have been taken advantage of, would suddenly wake up and withdraw his capital. He rushed to work every day like urging behind the actors, and finally succeeded in finishing the production after one and a half months.

On the day of wrapping up, it rained lightly in Changsha, and it was foggy.

Pei Ming's finale scene is still a fight scene.

He embraced the heroine amidst the collapsed houses, and broke out of the encirclement after a few beautiful maneuvers.

The last shot is from his back.

The young man was dressed in white, rode his horse and galloped, and slowly disappeared into the misty misty rain, and then disappeared.

Pei Ming practiced the horse riding scene for a long time.

The first day of high-intensity riding training made him miserable, even harder than when he was doing leg presses for dancing in the company a few years ago.

Although the borrowed horse is docile, it can't stand the bumps when running.The saddle was rough and tight. After several days in a row, Pei Ming's inner thighs were covered with bloodstains, and he had to spread his legs apart after walking too much.

When they drove back together that night, Lin Zijin's vague words kept him in his heart.

Pei Ming felt that his hard work in less than half a year was worth it, and was about to strike while the iron was hot and then read some strategy progress bars, but Lin Zijin returned to the capital temporarily on the second day.

This made him worry about it all the time, and he was reluctant to give up this great opportunity. He persevered in sending people his daily itinerary on WeChat and chatting without saying anything.

If it was placed a few months ago, it is still unknown whether Lin Zijin would be able to take care of him.

But now Pei Ming sends a message and the other party replies, although occasionally it is a word of perfunctory, Pei Ming also thinks this is a good sign.

So Pei Ming, who was tortured by riding a horse for several days, sent a message that night, accusing Xiao Yun of ravaging/ravaging him inhumanely.

This time Lin Zijin didn't hesitate, but made two voice calls.

The man's voice was lazy, showing a little tiredness, probably because he couldn't fall asleep after leaving him: "Isn't this good? I learned more skills, I think it's good."

The second voice came back immediately: "Are you injured? Does it hurt?"

Pei Ming lay on the bed and typed back to him: "The skin is worn out, it hurts so much."

The other side was silent for a while, and there was another voice message: "Send it to see?"

After hearing it for the first time, Pei Ming almost thought he was hallucinating, but when he was about to listen to it for the second time, the news was withdrawn.

He coughed lightly, rubbed his red earlobes, and asked, "Brother Lin, what did you withdraw just now?"

This time Lin Zijin came back quickly: "It was sent to the wrong person, pretend you didn't hear it."

After finally catching his little mistake, Pei Ming held back a smile and replied: "Then who did Brother Lin want to send it to just now QAQ?"

The other side was silent for a long time, and sent him a string of ellipses.

Pei Ming looked back at this conversation the next day, and inexplicably felt a little more like a couple joking with each other, and the corners of his mouth didn't come down all day, making Xin Mi look at him with crazy eyes for a long time, In the end, he concluded that Pei Ming was probably stupid.

When the last long shot was over, the staff who had been waiting by the side of the road hurriedly handed Pei Ming a towel to wipe his hair.

Fortunately, he was covered by a wig, so his hair wasn't too wet from the rain, but his costume was almost soaked.Originally, the temperature in Changsha at the end of May was already quite high, but the light rain poured down on the head and face was still kind of tarsal-like cold.

The director handed him a bouquet of flowers, and then the group of performers came up to hug and take photos with him, huddling together noisily.

This is not the first time he has finished, but it is the most formal and grand one.

Finally, Xin Mi stepped forward to give him a hug, and whispered, "Sister, you are the best actor I have ever worked with Yuxi."

Pei Ming smiled: "You will meet better ones in the future."

Xin Mi glared at him, reached out and hammered his shoulder: "How do you talk? It's like I broke up with you."

"Our identities in the play are indeed broken up," Pei Ming said. "In the future, you will meet a better partner, and then you will find that I am not worth mentioning at all."

Xin Mi let out a "tss".

She still had a few more shots to make up, and Pei Ming had to stay in Changsha for an extra day to complete the film one step later.

"We're going to be open when the show is airing, sister," she whispered to Pei Ming when the two took pictures, "Your teacher Lin won't be jealous, right?"

"No," Pei Ming said, "Brother Lin is a generous person."

Weird.

Lin Zijin doesn't take ordinary jealousy, if jealousy is unusual, he will change from a mature person to a very childish one, and his unhappiness is written all over his face.

Thinking of this, his slight melancholy due to the finale was replaced by longing.

The two have not seen each other for more than a month.

During this period, he often saw Lin Zijin on hot searches or marketing accounts he followed, either in street photography, or as a flying guest who was officially announced to join a variety show, and he seemed to be busy again.

In fact, he really missed the hard-won stable time when Lin Zijin didn't work and the two stayed at home.

Pei Ming stared at the few short guns of the media in front of him, thinking inappropriately.

"Sister, you still owe me a signed photo of Teacher Lin." When the media finally finished filming what they wanted to shoot, Xin Mi hurriedly distanced himself from Pei Ming, "Don't forget, okay?"

"Okay, I can't forget it," Pei Ming agreed, "I'll bring it to you next time we meet."

Xin Mi waved to him: "See you, Xuan Fa!"

He also waved at Xin Mi, turned around and walked into the dressing room without stopping, and then took out his phone.

The chat record with Lin Zijin still stays at last night's "good night".

Originally, Pei Ming proposed to sleep with Lin Zijin every night, but the other party rejected it.

"Your task of filming during the day is quite heavy, so it's easy to sleep badly at night," Lin Zijin said, "not to mention the radiation, don't even think about it."

His attitude was very firm, Pei Ming had no choice but to give up regretfully.

There is a floor-to-ceiling full-length mirror in the powder room.

He glanced at the glasses inadvertently, and found that his appearance looked pretty good in the mirror, a corner of his heart moved slightly, stood still in front of the mirror, and took a few photos of himself.

Pei Ming slightly edited the picture below, sent it to Lin Zijin, and then took off his makeup and changed his clothes with a secret expectation.

The door behind him squeaked, and when he turned around, he saw his manager pushing the door in.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and after saying "Hello, Brother Sun" indifferently, he continued to lower his head and fight against the strangely shaped ribbons on the costumes.

Sun Hongyu rarely came during this time.

Pei Ming suspected that he didn't even want to be a good artist and manager at all, and was mentally prepared to break with him one day.

He knows that his agent is dishonest.

But back then when he first entered the entertainment industry, he was really weak, so he had no choice but to pick such a small manager who was almost fired. Now it seems that he might as well suffer a few more losses and feel comfortable fighting alone.

Sun Hongyu leaned against the door and looked at him for a while, then said, "Xiao Pei, there are no arrangements after the finale, right?"

"Why do you ask this?" Pei Ming looked up at him, "What's the matter?"

Sun Hongyu touched his nose, and his voice was a little lacking in confidence: "The boss of Constant Temperature Media is very interested in you. I want you to meet him, have a meal and chat or something, so I ask you if you are free when you go back."

Pei Ming took off the outer robe without saying a word, and changed into his own clothes. His eyes that were either gentle or innocent in front of Lin Zijin were all cold at the moment: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Sun Hongyu snorted, "Don't pretend to be innocent with me, don't you understand what I mean?"

Pei Ming looked at him, and his cold voice was mixed with a bit of yin and yang: "Okay, Sun Hongyu, you are so talented as a manager, why don't you become a pimp? You can earn much more than you as a manager .”

Sun Hongyu's face turned from red to white, with a hint of blue, and he pointed at him tremblingly: "Pei Ming, are you drifting away? I asked you to see him for your own good. How many fans have you lost now? If you don’t ask for help, it will be too late!”

Pei Ming got up slowly and took two steps towards Sun Hongyu with a gloomy expression.

Sun Hongyu only felt that his words were extremely oppressive, and swallowed subconsciously: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Listening to Brother Sun, are you thinking of me?" Pei Ming slightly bent his eyes, but there was no smile in them, "Then do I still have to thank Brother Sun?"

Sun Hongyu's lips trembled, and he looked at him in surprise.

Pei Ming's voice was very brisk, but his words were harsh: "I think Brother Sun is actually thinking of himself, after all, if I get confused, Brother Sun will lose his job completely, right? I haven't been looking for new people during this period of time, right?" , Didn’t find a suitable next home? No wonder the tone of asking me for salary is not tough enough.”

Sun Hongyu's originally pale face flushed instantly, and his dirty little thoughts were shaken clean.

"I was forced by you!" Sun Hongyu gritted his teeth, seemingly aggrieved, "You can't ignore me, Lin Zijin won't like you anyway, how long will your family's money be enough for you to lose like this? Why don't you be with that one?" boss......"

The phone in Pei Ming's hand vibrated suddenly.

He glanced at Sun Hongyu and raised his hand to answer the phone.

Lin Zijin's voice sounded from the opposite side: "Finished? Are you tired?"

A smile curled up on the corner of Pei Ming's lips: "It's okay, how about you?"

"I... just like that."

After Lin Zijin finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and coughed lightly: "Do you have any announcements in the future?"

Pei Ming glanced at Sun Hongyu with a half-smile: "I don't think there will be an announcement for the next few days, what's wrong, Brother Lin?"

"Lao Wenwen and Xiaosheng sent the wedding invitation to their home," Lin Zijin said, "It's for two, and they hope you will come too."

Pei Ming slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Okay, when? Where?"

"Tomorrow night, Qingdao, time is a bit tight, is there time?"

Pei Ming calculated the time for the plane to take off and land: "It should be in time."

Lin Zijin was silent for a while and then continued: "You dress a little more formally, my parents will also go."

Pei Ming's fingertips holding the phone trembled.

He hung up the phone after saying "OK", and looked at Sun Hongyu with a smile on his face: "Guess whose call is it?"

Sun Hongyu shook his head subconsciously.

Pei Ming reached out and patted his cheek, and said softly, "Brother Lin called me and told me to go back to see my parents. It's a pity that I can't accompany you and the boss of Constant Temperature for dinner."

The author has something to say:

Sun Hongyu: ...?

The codeword software said that I wrote 147 million this year (proud!)

The happiest thing is meeting everyone hehehe

I will teach you a lot next year

Late last night, I finished typing a year-end summary and threw it around that neck. I feel like I am really a hardworking bee in the world.

Happy New Year to everyone in advance!See you next year!