The gold master is my diehard fan

After exchanging pleasantries with Luo Wen, Song Qingwen went to prepare for tonight's shooting. When he walked to the dressing room, he opened the door and came in when he realized that the atmosphere had become abnormal. Everyone turned their heads to look at him in unison. His expression was a little different.

Got something on your face?He sat in front of the mirror and took a picture, his face was nothing but terribly handsome, and he was very fair.

The makeup artist approached, moved his eyeballs reluctantly from his face, and carefully applied the base makeup on him.

Song Qingwen looked at her like this, curled his lips: "Sister, what's the matter with you today?"

"You don't know? You're on the hot search, number one."

Song Qingwen quickly took out his mobile phone, and the moment he clicked on Weibo, the message popped up frantically, and then flashed back immediately.

He opened it again, slid to the hot search, and saw the first "Song Qingwen Slipper Brother."

This name made Song Qingwen a little puzzled, clicked in and took a look, and the picture on Weibo at the top was a picture of himself when he was shopping in Yuancheng today, wearing loose clothes and wearing hotel slippers.

"I heard that there was an anchor live broadcasting there, and you broke in on the camera, and the live broadcast room was full of excitement. Many people took screenshots and posted blogs, and the whole network looked for you. Later, someone recognized you and directly put you on the trending list."

Hearing the makeup artist's words, Song Qingwen couldn't help but smile a little bit. Wearing slippers to go shopping in the trending searches on the street is really mixed. After all, it is still necessary to save face by being in the entertainment industry.

A few assistants came over slowly, wanting to take a closer look at him.Although I thought Song Qingwen was good-looking before, but I didn't have any special feelings, but now because of his informal character, I am inexplicably obsessed with him.

After all, I never thought that an entertainer could go out casually like ordinary people in such a down-to-earth manner, sitting at a roadside stall and eating a bowl of 15 yuan noodles.

Looking at his skyrocketing fans, Song Qingwen must have come here because of the photos of him wearing slippers. Hehe, breaking through one million immediately is really thanks to the slippers...

He let the make-up artist mess with his face, and looked at his Weibo with complicated emotions. He had to say that the power of the people is really strong, and even the money for that bowl of noodles was stolen.

The style of this Weibo is very strange, the previous ones were all about rainbow farts such as boasting about how good-looking is not in clothes, but here it is unscrupulously teasing oneself for being poor.

【"Brother, I will take care of you, let's eat a big bowl worth 25 yuan."】

Song Qingwen sighed, it's not that he can't afford it, a bowl of 25 is too big to eat.

【"My Wenwen family has always been poor, but why do I, a fan, want to laugh so much..."】

Because you are a fake fan, and you are probably an undercover agent sent by Lu Mingzhou, Luo Qingwen started the mode of complaining.

【"A show? There's a reason for being out of breath, Xiao Zuojing."】

Song Qingwen laughed it off. He has always been tolerant of people who have such a bad life, who have no sense of existence and can only frantically find comfort in the virtual world.

["Upstairs, gun is just one word, I only say it once." Death smiled]

【"Teddy has become a genius, you, hate the sky and the air."】

Song Qingwen curled his lips, um, Teddy said that he was offended.

He turned off his phone, and his makeup was almost done. At the last step of changing clothes, he stood up, and the costumer put on the cumbersome clothes for him. Xiaoyun came in with the script and handed it to Song Qingwen. Song Qingwen read it again. I just memorized it, but he is used to thinking about it before the play.

The content of this scene was that the repeated humiliation made Bai Yu unbearable. He hid the knife in his sleeve and tried to assassinate Gu Nanheng after he was drunk.

When Song Qingwen walked out of the dressing room, Su Hanzhe happened to come in, and the two passed by. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Song Qingwen vaguely saw that his eyes were not very friendly just now.

But when I think about it carefully, I have nothing to do with him, so naturally I can't talk about enmity, maybe it's just a misreading.

Wu Mingxiu waited at the set, and when he saw Song Qingwen, he immediately stood up from the wooden bench, and unconsciously pursed his lips.In the few days when Song Qingwen was away, I couldn't find the feeling of filming by myself, and no one would bring me into the film. Although I didn't want to admit it, it really felt good to act with Song Qingwen.

"You're back!" His voice was as cold as ever, Song Qingwen had long been used to it, he was not RMB, so naturally he couldn't be liked by everyone.

He responded softly, and sat down to flip through the script. There was no one around, and it was extremely quiet. Wu Mingxiu wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't hold back. After all, he was not very friendly to Song Qingwen before, so why is he trying to please him now? he.

The atmosphere was embarrassing for a while, Wen Ya rushed over and leaned against Song Qingwen affectionately and sat down: "Brother, what did you do? I haven't seen you since I joined the group."

Song Qingwen pinched the milk fat on his face: "Oh, I took a few days off to shoot the advertisement I received before joining the group."

This person is really clingy, Wu Mingxiu's complexion is not very good, he is full of repulsion to this person who broke in suddenly, such a big person is still pretending to be cute, really hot eyes.

When Wenya saw him, he snorted angrily, "Why is Master Wu willing to accompany us here to feed the mosquitoes? It's really rare. I'm afraid it wasn't because of hanging on to Wia yesterday, people came down and left their brains behind."

Wu Mingxiu looked at Song Qingwen's schadenfreude, and ignored Wen Ya, he didn't want to talk to that person who didn't have enough brains, and let Song Qingwen laugh at him.

Seeing that Wu Mingxiu didn't say anything, Wen Ya also felt that it was boring, and continued to pester Song Qingwen to chat, most likely he was talking, and Song Qingwen occasionally replied a few words.

The filming officially started, Song Qingwen was sitting in the inner hall, repairing cloth for Wu Ming, his face was as calm as water, looking carefully, he completely lost his spirit, the boy he used to be has long since ceased to exist.

Wu Mingxiu hugged his waist, a little surprised. He had sex scenes before, but he didn't dare to touch it casually, so he didn't know that Song Qingwen's waist was so thin, but it was different from women's weakness, but more resilient. It felt surprisingly good, and he couldn't help pinching it.

Sensing Wu Mingxiu's actions, Song Qingwen was a little displeased, but thinking that the filming was in progress, he could only let him go.

"Bai Yu, why are you so enthusiastic today?"

Wu Mingxiu drank the wine in his glass, looked at Song Qingwen obsessively, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was really going to throw him down in a second.

I don't know if it's because of his good acting skills or because of his ulterior motives. Song Qingwen was a little taken aback, but at least he has good professional skills. He took over the scene without any trace, holding the wine pot with his fingers, and filled the wine glass: "I have already been a man of the Holy One. I have accepted my fate, if I want to live a smooth life in the future, I must please you."

He raised the wine glass and brought it close to Wu Mingxiu's mouth, Wu Mingxiu was fed by him and drank the wine.

After several drinks in a row, according to the development of the plot, it was the emperor who was drunk and passed out.

Wu Mingxiu rubbed his brows, his eyes were blurred. Although the props team prepared water, he acted as if he was drunk. Even Luo Wen was a little surprised. Compared with his previous performance today, his performance has improved by leaps and bounds.

While waiting for him to faint, Wu Mingxiu suppressed Song Qingwen in his arms, and kissed the back of his head.

This scene shocked the audience, because it was not in the script, and Liang Sheng had specifically explained earlier that no kissing scenes were allowed.

Luo Wen was a little surprised, because he wanted to do this a long time ago, but because of Liang Sheng's face, he had to give up.

After a kiss, Wu Mingxiu fell down, Song Qingwen was slightly stunned, took out the dagger in his sleeve, and was about to stab it down, when the male protagonist appeared, he grabbed Song Qingwen's hand and threw him away, Song Qingwen hit the pillar hard On, all in one go.

Su Hanzhe stopped suddenly, turned to Luo Wen and said, "I forgot to say my words."

His complexion was a little strange, and there was a gleam in his eyes. From Song Qingwen's point of view, it was not because he forgot to speak, but because he had ulterior motives.

Song Qingwen's back was hit too hard just now, and Su Hanzhe shook his hands too hard, so there must be bruises.

"One more time."

Luo Wen gave the order, Song Qingwen sat down again, took out a dagger and stabbed, Su Hanzhe appeared again, holding his hand: "Presumptuous."

After finishing speaking, he threw Song Qingwen away vigorously, and hit the pillar again, making a dull crashing sound.

"cut."

Luo Wen signaled the field manager to help Song Qingwen, and glanced at Su Hanzhe meaningfully: "This is the end, everyone has worked hard."

The words were meant for everyone to hear, but Luo Wen looked at Su Hanzhe, and his complexion was not very good. He had seen too much of this kind of trick.

Song Qingwen was lifted up and thanked him, his back was burning with pain.

After going to the dressing room to remove the makeup, Song Qingwen watched the makeup artist leave. There was no one around, and he took off the costume gently. His back was red and there were a few bruises, which were particularly glaring on his fair skin. .

Wu Mingxiu pushed the door open, approached without changing his face, and handed him the ointment in his hand: "I prepared this before, you can use it."

Song Qingwen took it over and looked at him puzzled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Wu Mingxiu immediately turned and left. Song Qingwen looked at the ointment, and it was really unexpected that he would give himself the medicine.

Liang Sheng was sitting in the car, and the driver in front realized that his mood was slowly deteriorating, and the hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly in fright, not daring to pant loudly.

The clip he just shot was playing on the laptop on his lap. He was already a little angry when he saw Song Qingwen sitting in his arms.Unexpectedly, in the next scene, that bastard actually kissed Song Qingwen forcefully and even bit him lightly.

He paused the video, raised his head and said to the driver gloomyly: "Go to Huazhou Hotel."

The driver turned the car around in a hurry, with sweat dripping from his head, it was the first time he had seen the boss so angry, like a ghost about to kill him, and he didn't know who provoked him.