The Demon Lord lives in the modern salted fish life

Looking at the curvature of Shen Jianwei's body, Mingzhu felt his mouth dry.

After ten days of continuous filming, Shen Jianwei took a leave of absence from the crew and went home with Mingzhu.

Gu Tianyi has brought Lou Xuan back home to live, and Lou Xuan is about to start recovering, so the two of them went back to check on the situation.

However, after ten days of filming in the film and television city, Shen Jianwei only felt that his bones were full of fatigue. After returning home, he plunged into the room, rolled around on the bed twice, and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

I didn't even have time to change my clothes.

Shen Jianwei hadn't slept for more than twenty hours, and the two days of filming were all action scenes, so it's no wonder he wasn't tired, Ming Zhu let him sleep all night, and slept through his lunch, and woke up It was already afternoon when we came.

Like a lifeless zombie, he sat up stiffly from the bed, froze for a while, shook his head vigorously, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took a bath towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It is undoubtedly very comfortable to take a hot bath after being tired. Shen Jianwei turned on the shower and finished washing until his body turned pink.

Humming a little song, Shen Jianwei was more leisurely than the old man walking in the park and walking birds. After changing his clothes for a long time, he looked in the mirror to make sure there was nothing inappropriate, and then went downstairs.

"Mother Chen, where are the others?" Shen Jianwei went downstairs without seeing anyone except Mother Chen who was cleaning.

"Mr. Ming and Mr. Gu are talking in the study, and Mr. Lou is painting in the garden." Chen Ma replied.

"Thank you, Mama Chen."

Ming Zhu and Gu Tianyi were mostly talking about work, so he didn't want to bother, and went to find Lou Xuan in the garden to play.

Today's weather is good, although the autumn wind is getting colder and colder, and I can no longer wear the single clothes on my body, but the warm sun is falling obliquely, as if sprinkled with pieces of golden yellow, lining everything with a layer of light.

Lou Xuan sketched in the garden, and the chrysanthemums on the canvas were lifelike.

"Little uncle draws really well." Shen Jianwei yawned and walked over.

Lou Xuan turned his head, he didn't wear a mask on his face, and his eyes were more lively than before. It seemed that he was taken care of very well by Gu Tianyi.

"You woke up, did you sleep well?"

Shen Jian nodded slightly: "I slept well, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep till now."

With that said, Shen Jianwei leaned over to look at the chrysanthemums painted by Lou Xuan, they were vivid and playful.

This was probably due to Lou Xuan's mood.

"Little uncle, you are too hardworking, do you practice every day?" Shen Jianwei compared himself, and he found that he was really lazy and shameful.

"It's not that, it's just a sudden inspiration, my hands are itchy, and I want to draw a picture." Lou Xuan looked at the luxuriant garden, showing a faint smile.

Shen Jianwei understood, but he didn't talk about the reason behind it, he only pretended to complain to himself: "If I had half the diligence of your little uncle, I wouldn't always have an idle study."

He himself doubts that if he continues to be idle, he will still be able to master piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Oh, there is still a Li Zeshan chasing him in chess, so he is forced to keep some, what else... Otherwise, he should work harder and pick it up more to practice.

"Little uncle, you haven't seen me draw. I also draw for you to see. How about we communicate with each other?" Shen Jianwei rolled his eyes and thought of such a good idea.

Gu Tianyi said that Lou Xuan's leg can be cured, but the shadow left in his heart cannot be easily eliminated.

Therefore, a lot of enlightenment is needed, and this enlightenment can’t be just saying to him "the past is past" or something like that. The old saying is good, don’t persuade others to be kind without suffering from others, and you still need to adopt some methods .

Since Lou Xuan likes painting, why not talk to him more about painting, so as to better understand his mood.

Lou Xuan's painting is also finished, and he is waiting for the paint to dry. He is naturally happy to hear that Shen Jianwei wants to invite himself to watch him paint.

"Okay, I've seen you too."

Shen Jianwei helped Lou Xuan pack the painting tools, and pushed the wheelchair into the house.

Lou Xuan has difficulty moving, and still has to rely on a wheelchair. It is very inconvenient to go up and down the stairs, and Gu Tianyi cannot be guarded by Lou Xuan 24 hours a day, so he will call someone to install an elevator for the house tomorrow. There is no one at home, so Lou Xuan can go up and down by himself, and the elevator is next to Gu Tianyi's room.

Naturally, Gu Tianyi's room was Lou Xuan's room.

Shen Jianwei pushed the wheelchair into the elevator, and after the elevator brought them up to the second floor, he then pushed Louxuan to the study room that Mingzhu had vacated for him.

The study room is decorated in an ancient style, and all the furniture is made of wood, simple and elegant, and there are Shen Jianwei's pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the cabinet, all of which are of the highest quality.

Shen Jianwei looked at the time, Mama Wu would summon them with a delicious dinner soon, so she didn't bother to make a lot of them, and only planned to paint with ink.

First, I took the paper for practice. I haven't drawn for a long time, so I had to find the texture. After Shen Jianwei filled a piece of rice paper with fish, shrimp, flowers and birds, I started to paint.

"How about I make a painting video for you." Lou Xuanhu suggested, "I see that your fans say that you don't come out for business every day, so you take care of them and post a video for business."

Shen Jianwei's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Did the little uncle still pay attention to him quietly?

All of a sudden, shame and shame rushed into Shen Jianwei's heart.

But he is not an ordinary person, he is the leader Shen who has seen big storms, isn't it because the elders in the family see that he is a little arrogant on the Internet?He wasn't messing around.

Yes, it is like that.

Very confident, Shen Jianwei said "OK".

Lou Xuan was so excited that he couldn't wait to hold up his phone and turn on the camera function.

The rice paper was rolled out with a paperweight, and the brush was dipped in ink. Shen Jianwei concentrated and began to paint.

For modern people, brushes are not commonly used, so it is difficult to control them. Shen Jianwei has used brushes for [-] years, and practiced them every day when he was young.

So the writing brush was very obedient and obedient in his hands, he turned it when he turned it, and stopped it when he asked it, without any hindrance.

Shen Jianwei had no other distractions when he was painting, as if he had completely forgotten that Lou Xuan was still shooting videos with his mobile phone, he only drew his own, and soon a black chrysanthemum was vividly presented on the paper.

Taking another bit of ink, Shen Jianwei inscribed words on the left side of the painting - it's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, and there are no flowers when all the flowers bloom.

After finishing the last stroke, Shen Jianwei picked up the pen, looked at the ink chrysanthemum he had drawn, and was quite satisfied, so he put down the pen.

"Little uncle, take a look, how about my painting?" Shen Jian took a step back and gave Lou Xuan his seat.

Art is all connected. Although Lou Xuan did not study Chinese painting, he can tell that Shen Jianwei's paintings are excellent. Moju not only has a shape, but also has an indescribable spirit.

"The painting is so good, if you hold an exhibition, there must be a lot of people coming to see it." Lou Xuan praised.

Shen Jianwei waved his hands again and again: "I just want to please myself, where can I hold an art exhibition?"

Lou Xuan didn't expose the obvious words of modesty, but just said: "Aren't you going to take a photo and send it?"

Shen Jianwei is really too lazy to do business. He doesn't need to do business to strengthen his fans, so naturally he doesn't have so much thought of doing business. But this time he took a video of his painting, and he should take a picture of the finished product as a souvenir.

"I'll be right away." Shen Jianwei took a photo at a good angle, and then sent it together with the video Lou Xuan took for him.

[No filming today, stay at home. 】

Gone.

I didn't say why I suddenly drew a picture, and I didn't even have a word about the introduction of the picture.

However, for those who are really capable and talented and can attract a lot of attention and love, even if they say nothing, it will not affect the fans' impression of them, let alone Shen Jianwei is really talented.

There are not a few netizens who squat online every day, and Shen Jianwei's video has only been sent out, and there are a lot of comments.

Shen Jianwei didn't care, and pushed Louxuan downstairs to eat. The meals were already on the table. They sat down at the dining table first. After a while, Ming Zhu and Gu Tianyi finished talking about work and came out of the study. The seven members of the family sat have a meal together.

"Xiao Shen, your little uncle is about to start recovering. I don't worry about him being alone. The company's work can only make Ming Zhu work harder. He may not be able to accompany you in the filming." Gu Tianyi Before eating two bites of food, he said suddenly.

Shen Jian raised his head slightly, and smiled faintly at Gu Tianyi: "What does it matter? Originally, Mingzhu didn't have to be with me every day, and you are our relatives. It's too strange for a family to talk about this."

Gu Tianyi knew in his heart that Shen Jianwei would not be unhappy about these things, but he couldn't take it for granted because of this.

Ming Zhu also said: "Uncle, you can accompany the little uncle to recover well, and strive to let the little uncle recover the ability to walk as soon as possible, nothing else can be said."

Gu Tianyi sighed heavily, and immediately smiled: "Okay, I will listen to you."

Lou Xuan moved his eyelashes and said "Thank you" in a hoarse voice.

Even my biological parents, who have lived together for 20 years, will be so decisive when they abandon me.

On the contrary, it was a person without any blood relationship who treated him so well, Lou Xuan felt a little sour in his heart.

Perhaps the suffering he has suffered in the past ten years is not in vain, it is all for the sake of being able to sit with such a good person today.

"Oh! Eat quickly, eat quickly, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the food is getting cold quickly." Wu Ma urged everyone.

"This big bone soup is good, Mr. Lou drink more to nourish his body." Sitting on the other side of Lou Xuan, Chen Ma helped Lou Xuan fill a bowl of soup.

Uncle Zhao sat between Wu Ma and Chen Ma, people on both sides ignored him, one told Shen Jianwei to go, the other watched Lou Xuan go, so he had to concentrate on eating by himself.

"By the way, how long will you be filming? The weather is going to get cold soon, and filming will be uncomfortable." Lou Xuan said with concern.

Shen Jianwei calculated in his heart: "Not much, there are still two major dramas, at most ten days and a half months before I can pack up and go home."

Ming Zhu picked up yam for Shen Jianwei: "I'm not watching from the crew, you have to be obedient, don't be so tired."

Shen Jian nodded slightly: "I know, I know, I won't treat myself badly."

The scene is tomorrow night, Shen Jianwei is not in a hurry to go back to the hotel next to the film and television city, but stays at home for one night.

Lying on the bed after washing, Shen Jianwei's phone was full of messages again.

Yang Qi, Shao Tongtong and the others all sent a message, asking Shen Jian if he knew how to paint, play, play chess, calligraphy, and painting. The technique of painting is very smooth. He must have practiced for many years, and asked if he could draw a painting for them, and they took it back. Frame it and hang it in the most conspicuous position, envious of others.

Thinking of Ming Zhu saying that every New Year's day in the Gregorian calendar, everyone would find a way to get together and exchange New Year's gifts like they did in college, so Shen Jianwei agreed.

Treating friends is naturally different from treating other people. Even Mingzhu, who is so busy at the end of the year, will find time to choose New Year gifts for his friends instead of letting his assistant choose.

In fact, it is not easy to give new ideas to gifts. Since they all want to paint, it is better to give each person a painting. When the time comes, it will be framed and given to them directly.

In addition to Yang Qi and the others, Li Zeshan, an old surfer who was unwilling to be left behind, also sent a message to ask for a painting.

Shen Jianwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he also agreed to draw a painting for Li Zeshan and give it to him as a New Year's gift on New Year's Day. Li Zeshan didn't take advantage of him, and made an appointment to have dinner at his house during New Year's Day, and he also prepared a New Year's gift for him.

Li Zeshan's shot was quite generous, and Shen Jian Weile agreed.

Since the number of Shen Jianwei's fans is not small, Chen Yueling and Wu Huai also reposted the video of Shen Jianwei's painting, which was not low in popularity and even became a hot search.

Cen Ji saw it by accident.

In line with the principle of not taking advantage of the money owner's father, Cen Ji sent a message to Shen Jianwei, asking if he could play the piano.

Shen Jianwei was inexplicable, how Cen Ji got involved from painting to piano.

[Today, I discussed the script with the screenwriter again, and I want to add a little bit of drama to you. 】

Shen Jianwei rolled his eyes, he saw that Cen Ji clearly wanted him to finish the project later.

[You say it first, after all, if you lose a part of the show, you still have a hundred million plays. I don't add a play, I want to wrap up and go home on time. 】

The gold master's father has no heart, he just wants to go home and lie flat and be a salted fish.

[A little bit, really a little bit. 】

Cen Ji was about to take a picture of himself holding up three fingers and swearing and send it to Shen Jianwei.

How dare he add too much role to Shen Jianwei?Didn't you see Mr. Ming always acted like the crew robbed his wife?

Since it is really lost, it is not impossible.

[Okay, then tell me, what do you want to add. 】

The design of the script is that in the end, in order to smash the villain's conspiracy and save the common people in the world, Lin Xiyue sacrificed herself to heaven and withstood the killing array that the villain had laid out for many years, and one Lin Xiyue was not enough, she was just the heart of the battle. There are also countless immortal cultivators like Lin Xiyue who put their own cultivation base and flesh and blood into the formation to protect the common people in the world.

The seniors in the world of cultivators who were able to fight against the villain were killed and wounded. In order to stop the villain, Nangong Wen exchanged his lifespan for his cultivation, and forcibly raised his cultivation to the same level as the villain. , also helped Nangong Wen one after another.

The final outcome is naturally that the villain is dead, and his goal of destroying the world has not been achieved.

Lin Xiyue also died. She was originally a person with a special destiny, so she could become the heart of the formation, and Nangong Wen sacrificed her own lifespan, and she did not live as long as other immortal cultivators. A very young man, but he has lived for ten years with a head of white hair.

In the past ten years, Nangong Wen went to the places where he and Lin Xiyue had been, and took Lin Xiyue's favorite bell, and walked through this world that they saved at a great price. Hearing back to Canglan Sect, he watched Lin Xiyue's tombstone and closed his eyes.

The very poisonous ending is the same ending as the original novel.

And one scene that Cen Ji wanted to add was Ning Hongfeng sitting and playing the piano. The sound of the piano was full of nostalgia and emotion. The subordinate next to him asked him: The leader has not played the piano for many years, why did he think of playing the piano again.

Ning Hongfeng said: "I went to the human world and suddenly remembered my old friend."

As the leader of the Demon Cult who does whatever he wants, he still doesn't spend much time in the Demon Cult, leaving all affairs in the Demon Cult to his subordinates to take care of, and wandering around by himself.

It has been a year since Nangong Wen closed his eyes in front of Lin Xiyue's tombstone. He walked to the restaurant where the two met for the first time, saw the stooped restaurant owner welcoming and seeing off guests, and suddenly thought of them.

All of a sudden, Ning Hongfeng lost the desire to play in the human world, and returned to the Devil's Cult, took out her piano that had been dusty for many years, and played "Remembering the Old".

No one knows how to describe Lin Xiyue and Nangong Wen's life. They took on the most responsibilities at the most prosperous age, and their achievements were also praised by people.

It's just that people in this world who know them can still live for many years, and only the devil like Ning Hongfeng is alone. What other people see and hear are all written in books or stories from storytellers.

There is only one Ning Hongfeng who has personally seen how these two people went from being indifferent to saving common people.

……

After Cen Ji finished describing the plot, he looked forward to Shen Jianwei's answer.

Shen Jianwei has to say that Cen Ji's idea is really good, and he doesn't need to do too much, as long as he shoots two scenes, one is a restaurant and the other is playing the piano, it will be done soon.

[Okay, let's change it like this. 】

Cen Ji got Shen Jianwei's approval, and immediately went to the screenwriter to revise the script. The following scenes will involve a lot of fighting scenes, and every day of filming will be exhausting. Why not take advantage of Shen Jianwei's return to the crew tomorrow and shoot the revised scenes first In order to avoid being in poor condition after too much hard work.

Ming Zhu came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, Shen Jianwei was still lying on his stomach with a pillow under his body.

Looking at the curvature of Shen Jianwei's body, Mingzhu felt his mouth dry.

"Honey, I won't be able to see each other for many days. Do you want to, huh?" Ming Zhu sat on the edge of the bed, put one hand around Shen Jianwei's back, and bent down with his upper body.

The warm breath patted against Shen Jianwei's ear, making the earlobe itchy.

"Yes, of course." Shen Jianwei rolled over under Ming Zhu's arm, kicked Ming Zhu's waist, "Go get a tie."

Ming Zhu raised his eyebrows, and his smile gradually deepened: "Obey, my lord."

The cloakroom is next to it, and Ming Zhu quickly picked out a black tie and came back. Shen Jianwei's skin is fair, and black can set off his skin very well.

It just never occurred to him that Shen Jianwei asked Ming Zhu to bring a tie, not to use it for himself, to blindfold him or tie his hands, but to tie Ming Zhu with a tie.

His hands were tied behind his back. Shen Jianwei had tied people up a lot in those years when he was the leader of the Demon Cult. The way he tied people up was so powerful that Ming Zhu couldn't break free.

"Go, sit down by the head of the bed." Master Shen gave orders.

Ming Zhu obediently got on the bed and sat down: "What does Master Shen want to do to me?"

Shen Jianwei slowly began to unbutton his pajamas, his eyes lingering on Ming Zhu: "Then naturally you can do whatever you want."

Ming Zhu was not deprived of his sight, so he saw everything Shen Jianwei did, and every movement was full of extreme temptation, which made him sink physically and mentally.

Shen Jianwei's hand was on Ming Zhu's shoulder, and he grasped it tightly and loosened it sometimes. When he raised his head, the length of his neck was so obvious, and that small Adam's apple rolled around.

Thanks to Ming Zhu for the bathrobe, which saved them from having to change the sheets again, but the bath still needs to be washed again, Ming Zhu had to clean it up for Shen Jianwei.

Lying back on the bed again, Shen Jianwei was really tired and lay down. The bathroom was full of fog, and the sound of the water was also mixed with hoarseness. Ming Zhu helped him take a bath, which was very long-winded and took an hour.

Shen Jianwei lay on the bed, hugged Ming Zhu with his arms and legs together, and told Ming Zhu about his painting and video shooting today.

"Your friend and Mr. Li both want a painting as a New Year's gift. I plan to draw it slowly when I come back from filming. I will write the wedding invitation after the Lunar New Year. What do you think?"

"Will it be very hard?" Ming Zhu didn't worry about anything else, only worried about Shen Jianwei being tired.

Shen Jianwei poked Ming Zhu's face: "Not much, and the time is still long, I can't work hard, but you, I'm afraid the company's affairs will be indispensable by the end of the year, right?"

Ming Zhu: "This is different. I should do the things of my company, otherwise I would get so many shares?"

Shen Jianwei is not. Shen Jianwei is only related to him in this world. His relatives and friends are treated with great care by Shen Jianwei.

"Ming Zhu."

"husband."

"Husband."

Shen Jianwei called out loudly, making Mingzhu's heart itch.

"I love you." Shen Jianwei said softly.

I love you so you don't have to feel ashamed of me.

Mingzhu turned over and put his arms beside Shen Jianwei. He stared at Shen Jianwei under him, just as amazing as when he first saw him.

"I love you too."

Immediately afterwards, there were hurried kisses accompanied by a violent heartbeat, one after another fell on Shen Jianwei's forehead, eyes, nose bridge, and finally his lips.

Shen Jianwei reached out and grabbed Ming Zhu's pajamas, closed his eyes and carefully felt the surging love.

No one cared how long the time had passed, anyway, the kiss was a bit too much in the end, the lips of both of them were swollen, as if they had eaten hot pepper.

Shen Jianwei kicked Mingzhu, but it was useless: "Tell me, do you want to do it again?"

Ming Zhu smiled sullenly for a while, and he said: "If Master Shen doesn't mind, give me another chance?"

Shen Jianwei looked at Ming Zhu vigilantly: "What tricks are you thinking?"

Ming Zhu was confident and confident: "Master Hierarch blindfolded me once, and I also blindfolded Master Hierarch once, is that okay?"

Shen Jianwei wanted to say no, but his body's reaction was much more honest than his mouth.

When Ming Zhu called him the leader, he was really seductive!

"Then the leader of this book will... reluctantly agree to you."

In just one night, two ties were crumpled.

At breakfast time the next day, there were only five people at the table, and neither Shen Jianwei nor Lou Xuan came down to eat.

Everyone tacitly ate, calmly eating.

The author says:

Nothing, after all, this is Jinjiang;

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