After the scumbag awakens

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Chen's voice was as deep as ever, "Qi Ran, aren't you on the set?"

Qi Ran stood by the window, with one hand in his trouser pocket, "Well, I have an appointment with a friend."

Zhou Chen's hand holding the mobile phone tightened slightly, but the voice coming through the phone did not change at all. He just asked in a normal way, "Have you eaten yet? I originally ordered you the one from last time." dishes, but you seem to have left by the time I finish."

Qi Ran curled his lips and smiled, "Mr. Zhou, are you trying to fatten me up, so I don't have a competitor?"

Zhou Chen laughed softly, "Where is it?"

"You like it yourself." He defended himself, and said with a smile, "Besides, you are too thin, so you should eat more."

This is probably the common problem of everyone who is close to Qi Ran.

Whether it's Wei's manager, or Zhou Chen, Fei Rong, or even a few old actors who have a good impression of him, they often say the same when they see him.

But Qi Ran felt that this was a filter effect.

He snorted softly and didn't speak.

Zhou Chen didn't continue to entangle on this, so he changed the topic and asked him, "Director Zheng just adjusted the arrangement for a scene for us, and the filming will be around four o'clock, can you make it back?"

Qi Ran clicked his tongue, "Let me see."

He turned on the hands-free phone, exited the call interface, and opened the VX group chat.

Sure enough, the latest announcement in the group talked about this new arrangement.

Estimating the other party's time in his heart, Zhou Chen said in a timely manner, "Did you see the notification?"

Qi Ran hummed, turned off the speakerphone, and put the phone back to his ear, "I'll be back later."

Zhou Chen responded with concern, and his voice became softer, "Do you need me to pick you up?"

Qi Ran wanted to agree, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of Liang Yun not far away from the corner of his eye. He paused and refused, "No need."

The place where the man answered the phone was not far from Liang Yun, but his voice was very low, only a few intermittent words floated into Liang Yun's ears, and they couldn't be connected into complete words.

However, just that "Teacher Zhou" made him unable to relax.

The man squeezed the teacup with his fingers so hard that his knuckles turned white, and his lowered eyes looked restrained and polite, but in fact there were turbulent waves.

Qi Ran hung up the phone, turned and walked back to Liang Yun's side.

Sensing his approach, the man gently raised his eyes, refilled a cup of hot tea for him, and placed it in front of him.

Qi Ran didn't move, didn't even sit down, just stood up and said, "I might have to go back, there's work on the set."

Liang Yun seemed a little disappointed, but didn't say much, just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll see you off."

They said they were going to send him back, but when they got to the set, the man had no intention of leaving at all.

Qi Ran looked at the man walking in with him, feeling a little helpless, "Aren't you going back to work?"

Liang Yun said seriously, "I'll talk to Director Zheng about something."

Qi Ran looked at him suspiciously, obviously not believing, "Really?"

Liang Yun raised his lips towards him, with teasing eyes, "Can't the investor inspect the work?"

Qi Ran paused, turned to look at him, "Mr. Liang invested in Director Zheng's crew?"

He recalled it for a while, and said uncertainly, "Probably not..."

"A subsidiary company has invested, and you may not have noticed it," Liang Yun's lips curled up into a smile, and he looked at him intently and tenderly, "Let me investigate the matter of additional investment."

Hearing this, Qi Ran slightly raised his eyebrows.

He looked at the man inexplicably, with the corners of his mouth raised, "Then should I curry favor with Lord Jin?"

Liang Yun sighed softly, leaned over and planted a kiss on his cheek, "I wish for it."

Score at the touch of a button.

Qi Ran hardly felt anything, the man withdrew his movements, looked at him with a gentle look, gentle and restrained.

Not at all like someone who would do such a thing.

Qi Ran snorted, his expression difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, "Boss Liang is quite self-conscious."

Liang Yun curled the corners of his lips, as if he didn't feel any danger at all, "I'm not the only one on the mountain, I'm on the mountain."

He paused for a moment, then slowly raised his face, looking a bit serious, "Besides, I'm Party A."

Qi Ran glanced at him angrily, turned around and left.

He went all the way back to the dressing room, and just as he opened the door, he saw Zhou Chen on the sofa.

The other party also saw him at the same moment, stood up, "Qi Ran."

Before he finished speaking, a person came out from behind Qi Ran.

Zhou Chen's slightly happy expression sank in an instant, and his eyes were showing unkindness, "Mr. Liang."

Liang Yun smiled politely, but could see a bit of indifference, "Mr. Zhou."

Qi Ran didn't pay attention to the lawsuit between their eyebrows, he walked to the makeup mirror a few steps, sat down and greeted the makeup artist.

The hands of the clock on the wall had reached three o'clock.

He smiled back at Fei Rong, and let the makeup artist work on his face.

This scene is after four o'clock. The director clearly said that he wanted to shoot the sunset, so he deliberately chose this time.

There are always signs of the disappearance of a life, just like the afterglow of the setting sun, which refracts brilliant light at the end, and then disappears silently.

The same is true for Gu Huaijing.

On a rainy night nine days later, it was Qi Ran's finale.

The sword that had been hanging over the royal family for many years was finally completely removed, and the powerful families were uprooted one by one. In a blink of an eye, the popular Gu Mansion, which was once very prosperous in the capital, also fell into a deserted courtyard.

Late at night, deeper and deeper.

Even in the middle of summer, the stairs in the middle of the night are still very cool.

Gu Huaijing sat alone on the porch, quietly lowering his eyes.

The plain robe on his body was blown by the wind, revealing a slender blue and white wrist under the wide sleeves.

There seems to be a floral fragrance floating around.

This pleasant fragrance made Gu Huaijing frowned uncomfortably, he coughed suddenly, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his lips.

half an hour.

The young man slowly gathered his five fingers together.

The plain white veil was held in the palm of the hand, showing a faint dark red, and nothing could be seen in the night.

Gu Huaijing closed his eyes slightly to hide the trace of uncontrollable pain.

He said softly: "Mr. Su laughed."

Outside the gate, Su Zhiyuan, dressed in brocade, walked in.

Standing a few steps away, he bowed and said, "Master Shangshu."

Gu Huaijing chuckled, "I have no official position, Mr. Su doesn't need to be called that."

Under the desolate moonlight, the young man's face was almost transparent, except for a smear of deep red between his lips.

Su Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, and gradually felt unbearable.

Who didn't admire the husband of the Gu family when he was young?

That gleaming young man is unique in the world, even though he is stained with blood and dust, he is still independent from the world.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, peerless.

But now...

Su Zhiyuan closed his eyes forcefully.

He was about to speak, but Gu Huaijing raised his eyes and sighed softly, "Your Highness asked you to come..."

Looking at the stars under the night, he twirled his fingertips slightly, "Your Majesty's life expectancy is only two days, and I think so."

Su Zhiyuan was silent, and said slowly, "Your Majesty, it's broken."

Gu Huaijing seemed startled for a moment.

His expression was blank for a moment, and he murmured in a low voice: "Is that so..."

The young man lowered his eyes and smiled, his pale lips raised slightly, "It turns out that Ming Xu can't tolerate me even for a moment."

Su Zhiyuan showed surprise, "You, you know—"

And why not escape?

Su Zhiyuan swallowed the half-sentence.

As Xie Hao's staff member, he understands the Lord's suspicion and cruelty very well.

And Gu Huaijing, who knows too much and is exquisitely carved——

Only death.

Gu Huaijing shook his head lightly, "Have you brought wine?"

Su Zhiyuan paused.

A trace of complexity gradually appeared in his eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything, just stroked his hands gently.

After three blows.

Armored soldiers brought a jug of warm wine outside the courtyard.

Gu Huaijing filled a cup for himself, raised his head and drank it down.

The spicy liquid burned his throat, as if his chest was gradually aching.

He lowered his eyes, "In my whole life, I have actually only drank alcohol once."

The long eyelashes cut the moonlight into pieces, and the stars floated in his eyes like tears.

Gu Huaijing smiled lightly, and slowly tightened his hand holding the wine cup, "It was at Mingxu's wedding banquet."

"He married a young lady from the Ye family."

The young man let out a muffled laugh, with an indescribable sadness, "He actually married a daughter of the Ye family."

Su Zhiyuan couldn't help asking, "Do you hate it?"

Gu Huaijing seemed to be emptied of emotions at this moment, leaving only a cold numbness.

He slowly, slowly closed his eyes, "I'm stupid."

In that midsummer many years ago, he thought he had found a new way out for the Gu family, so he put all his eggs in one basket and did not hesitate to argue with his father, but he didn't know that the first meeting was a conspiracy.

Seduce step by step, press each other step by step.

Until the hard work and glory of several generations came to an end in his hands.

Either way...

He was going to die anyway.

very nice.

**

The heavy rain finally fell.

The last shot was taken several times, Qi Ran's clothes were wet and dry, and then wet again, and finally passed this scene before the rain stopped.

After discussing with the screenwriter and director, they decided to add Xie Hao's mournful cry when Gu Huaijing was dying.

It can be seen as an illusion of a dying person, and it can also be regarded as a foreshadowing of the truth.

It was almost twelve o'clock after the filming of this scene, and the director had a whim, and after the filming was finished, the inspiration burst out, and he decided to add a few more indoor shots for Qi Ran, and put them into the memories of others later.

Qi Ran was wearing a white bath towel, took a sip of hot tea, and nodded when he heard this.

His half-tipped long hair was wet, and two strands of hair hanging down stuck to his cheeks, making his eyes extremely dark, pale and fragile.

Director Zheng, a man from the Northeast, couldn't bear to see it. He couldn't help lowering his voice, "I think you seem to have lost weight recently, and your complexion is not very good-looking. Are you trying to lose weight for Lao Li's play?"

Qi Ran didn't expect him to notice the change in himself first, he nodded and explained, "Well, I also want to thank Director Zheng for his introduction."

Director Zheng smiled heartily, and waved his hands, "It's a big deal, the main thing is to be yourself, come on, go and change into that costume, we'll shoot the few shots we just mentioned, and you can finish the film. "

Qi Ran complied, turned around and went to the dressing room.

Zhou Chen on the side seemed to be reminded by Director Zheng's words, staring straight at his back.

This look was so undisguised that even a straight steel man like Director Zheng noticed it. He couldn't help but bumped his arm and reminded: "There are so many people, take it easy."

Zhou Chen frowned and didn't speak.

On weekdays, he often looked at Qi Ran without noticing it, but after what Director Zheng said just now, he found that Qi Ran had indeed lost a lot of weight.

It was originally a custom-fit wide-sleeved robe, but now it looks a bit loose when the belt is fastened.

Beauty is beauty, but it makes people feel a little inexplicably uneasy.

He always felt that he had neglected something.

The author says:

Waiting for a long time, QAQ is not because I want to coo, mainly because I worked overtime until □□ on weekends last week, it is conceivable... It should be better in the future, I will try to update when I have time.

I love you, good night~

(Hope I'll be there tomorrow morning, oh no, I won't be late this morning)

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: the granary is also full today/, 45231320, protagonist control, 1111;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Oh, 20 bottles; 11110 bottles; 8 bottles of Asiba;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!