The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Yan Shiqing's statement of "coaxing Qi Jiu to be happy", I don't know if Qi Jiu will buy it or not, but judging from the current Internet public opinion, everyone basically doesn't believe it.

The video of the concert was circulated by officials and fans in private, and the ring on Qi Jiu's hand was also picked up for an explanation.

Black fans feel that they are too deliberate in their business, and passers-by think that this is a trick between lovers.

And Qing Jiuchao's words are full of happy words on the screen at the first click, which is a big move of getting married.

But the two are actually not as grumpy as they appear in the camera. During the [-]th round of the ups and downs and hearty battle in the same humanities, Qi Jiu and Yan Shiqing are recording the last variety show, and the next day after the recording, they will go to the film and television city to film.

Qi Jiu failed to return the ring, so he had to keep it with him, and put it in a sandalwood box together with the note left by Yan Shiqing.

Before he left, he specifically asked: "Come back at night, you wait for me at home."

Yan Shiqing thought about the meaning of his words for a while: "You don't want me to go?"

"I don't want you to go now." Qi Jiu smiled at him, "It's not a child who needs parents to accompany...you let me get used to it for a while."

Qi Jiu actually thought a lot, the audition opportunity was originally obtained through Yan Shiqing, and he was turned from an idol to an actor, how many people in the group clearly and secretly looked down on him.

Standing with Yan Shiqing again at this time basically wants everyone to know that he is "inside", even if it is not the case.

Yan Shiqing didn't worry as much as he did at all, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, seeming a little unhappy.

He watched Qi Jiu silently for a long time, and finally turned around and sat on the sofa, instead of sending Qi Jiu to the nanny car, he just said in a muffled voice, "Then you go."

Qi Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and instead of coaxing him, he waved his hand to say goodbye to him.

The starring director in the play had made appointments for dinner a few times before, and they were not close. When they saw Qi Jiu, they always greeted Qi Jiu in a friendly manner.

"Come so early?" On the first day of filming, Liu Yaoliu also came to hang out, and was surprised to see him, "Isn't your film at night?"

Qi Jiu bent his lips: "Come and study early."

The male and female protagonists are still doing makeup, no one has time to care about him.

Qi Jiu looked around secretly, and felt that staying here would be a hindrance, so he took out the small bench he brought and ran to the corner outside the lounge to prop it up, and flipped through the script again.

His sense of presence is not high, just like a shade-tolerant plant that likes warmth and humidity, it can grow quietly in the shade corners.

Even Liu Yaoliu took a while to notice that he was gone, and found him in a very hidden place after wandering around.

Qiuhu's sun is still strong, he hides in the shadow of the wall, and blends in with the surrounding background trees.

He is very serious when reading, can maintain a posture for a long time, does not make any sound, and even turns pages lightly.

There was a cat passing by on the light in front of him, but Qi Jiu didn't notice it, and the light and shadow falling on the top of his fluffy hair through the gaps in the leaves, he didn't notice either.

His concentration was ridiculously high, and the script in his hand was about to be turned to the edge, with annotations written on the margin of each page.

Liu Yaoliu watched from a distance, and zoomed in on the phone lens to take a picture, wondering if Qi Jiu was pretending on purpose.

It wasn't until the director yelled to turn it on with a loudspeaker, and the second time he yelled, he woke up suddenly, stared blankly at the void for about two seconds, and then trotted over there.

He went, but he didn't dare to occupy a very wide position, he piled up on the outermost layer of the crowd, and looked carefully at the corner outside the field, with surprise and longing in his eyes.

When the assistant talked to him, Qi Jiu tilted his head to respond, but his gaze was always stuck in the middle of the venue, like a child attracted by a piece of cake.

Somehow, Liu Yaoliu felt that she coincided with the stupid and poor brother in the novel.

She pursed her lips, glanced at the photo she just took, and thought, it's so cute.

With such a mentality, Liu Yaoliu waited until night, wanting to see how Qi Jiu would perform.

The filming of his scenes had to wait until it got dark. The moon was not bright enough that day, and the prop crew was adjusting the lights. Qi Jiu was asked to sit on the bed to try which angle of light was better.

The elder brother he played was originally a wanton and arrogant young master. After a car accident, his intelligence was impaired to the level of eight years old. When he took medicine for treatment, he would be completely exhausted. The first scene was to sit on the bed and wait for his married husband Return late at night.

Qi Jiu started to enter the state very early. When he walked in and sat on the bed, he was in an ignorant and ignorant appearance. All the movements around him had nothing to do with him. He only moved towards the door, but he didn't dare to raise his head. direction.

Liu Yaoliu was not in a very conspicuous position, but she could observe the whole scene clearly. Before the director hit the board, she saw someone standing silently beside her.

She turned around and saw Yan Shiqing wearing sunglasses and a mask.

Liu Yaoliu: "..."

"Here we come." She was spinning a cigarette in her hand, not lighting it, just smelling it, "What kind of sunglasses do you wear at night? Why are you standing so far away to see your wife?"

Yan Shiqing didn't answer, pursed his lips, and faced Qi Jiu's direction.

Liu Yaoliu thought they had just had a quarrel and hadn't reconciled, and she wanted to see it but was too embarrassed to reveal it, so she teased him: "What's the use of covering up so tightly, you don't even need to smell you, you can tell it's you just by looking at your figure." coming."

Yan Shiqing didn't reply, and took a while to put away the sunglasses, and told her in a deep voice, "Shut up."

Liu Yaoliu shrugged, not understanding the rules and regulations between their young lovers, seeing the director playing the game, the scene became quiet.

Qi Jiu's voice is good, the director kept the on-site recording, and wanted to decide whether to dub later based on his line skills.

He sat in the middle of the bed, his lips moved slightly, as if talking, but no sound came out.

The artificial moonlight falls on the folds of the quilt, and when it hangs down to Qi Jiu's shoulders, it presents a pearl-like delicate texture, reflecting the thin powder on the shoulders.

He was white as ivory, soft and docile.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, and her long-lost husband finally appeared in front of the door, but Qi Jiu still kept his head down.

It seemed that the voice had to wait for a long time to reach him. He raised his head belatedly after about 30 seconds passed, and the arc of every strand of hair was illuminated under the backlight.

Qi Jiu's eyes were empty and blurred, and his thoughts were floating in the air. After focusing on her husband, there seemed to be a stream of light passing through her eyes, leaving behind twinkling stars.

Even Liu Yaoliu felt her heart was being held, and stared at him with breathless concentration.

Qi Jiu finally has a color, no longer the innocent white, brewing a flower blossom under the camera.

He laughed vigorously, the dull nerve center after the drug had difficulty even controlling the facial muscles, revealing shallow dimples.

He smiled, with a soft nasal voice, and carefully called out his husband's name to the man who couldn't see clearly: "... Chi Qing."

Shi Qing.

Yan Shiqing's fist tightened suddenly.

The nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, leaving a crescent-shaped mark, but this tingling pain alone could not suppress the irritability in his heart at all.

"I got my name very well." Liu Yaoliu added fuel to the picture, smiling with the joy of a successful prank, "Coincidentally, that actor's name is Yanyan."

She originally had this idea after learning about the casting list, and the fact that Yan Shiqing asked her to change the ending of Qi Jiu's character a little better made her very angry.

So Liu Yaoliu was so angry that not only did he not change the ending, but he also deliberately changed the name of the supporting role he played with, and forced some private goods into the script to match some of his favorite Shura scenes.

Yan Shiqing knew it in advance, but it does not mean that he can accept this fact calmly.

Qi Jiu's final sound dissipated in the wind, and the teeth were slightly loose, as if they were calling him intimately with an unprecedented intimate title.

Facing another person, doing what he had never done to Yan Shiqing before.

Liu Yaoliu was still meaningless, and smiled at him provocatively: "You won't be angry, will you?"

The marks on the palm were getting deeper and deeper, and they were about to pierce the skin and ooze blood and flesh.

Yan Shiqing's expression was well managed, he didn't even disturb the rhythm of his breathing, he spoke clearly, and his voice was calm: "How could that be?"

He was facing Qi Jiu's direction, his eyes were dark, and the insufferable desire spread upward from his throat, spreading out bit by bit.

"I just," he said.

"It's just jealous."