The actor with the actor

The director looked up at Shen Jing, hesitated for a moment, then raised the walkie-talkie again, "Every department is in place, let's do it again!"

The original sloppy team was concentrated again, and the field affairs were played.

Once Shen Jing entered the state, he seemed to be a different person, walking with wind.

Cheng Yue didn't take his eyes off him for a second, watching him being hoisted to the roof for the last time, his whole heart seemed to be hoisted.

The moonlight is dim, and the night wind is gentle.

Shen Jing stood on the eaves and took a deep breath.

At this moment, what he was thinking in his mind was no longer how long the people below had waited for him, would they blame him in his heart; how much energy would it take to restore the scene; whether the director would be disappointed in him if the scene was not good enough ; Will there be a stand-in for the crew?

None of these issues should concern him.

He is Li Zhi now, what he has to do is to protect the woman he loves the most, and kill all those cold-blooded men in black in front of him.

In the darkness, an assassin threw out a long whip and swept it towards Shen Jing's legs.

Shen Jing touched the ground with his right foot and leaped with a loud sound. The slender steel cable instantly pulled him into the night sky...

Cheng Yue clenched his fists tightly, sweating profusely on his palms.

At this moment, Shen Jing's thoughts were completely immersed in the script, and she could hardly feel any pain in her body.

What he sees in his eyes is another world, and he knows what his next action will be and what his next line should say without thinking about it.

Because he is Li Zhi.

With a gorgeous flip, the slender and straight legs landed firmly.

With a stern look, he stabbed out the long sword in his hand, and the sound of the sword tearing the air whizzed past his ears.

It was suffocatingly cold.

……

"Crack!—" The director stood up and applauded, and roared angrily, "Beautiful!"

Shen Jing's thoughts were withdrawn from another world in an instant, and she put away her piercing gaze and the long sword in her hand.

When falling back to the mat, there was a "hiss" between the teeth and cheeks, and he gasped.

He raised his right leg and frowned, because of the series of movements just now, his toes hurt so much that he couldn't even touch the ground.

Xiao Li and Cheng Yue rushed over at the same time, supporting him from left to right.

Although Shen Jing was limping all the way, there was a contented smile on the corner of his mouth.

He really enjoys the process of filming, as long as there is a film to film, such a small injury is nothing at all, let alone he succeeded in the last time.

The director praised him, and the crew did not complain about his continuous NG.

"Hey, I'm really fine, you two made me look like an old lady who can't walk." Shen Jing looked at the two people beside him.

"Empress Dowager," Cheng Yue suppressed his voice and made a gesture of invitation, "Please move to the dressing room first."

"When did Eunuch Cheng enter the factory?" Shen Jing asked with a smile.

"Queen Mother, you should take care of your own jio first, it's already limping like this, can it still work?" If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people coming and going at the venue, Cheng Yue would have resisted him back to the dressing room.

Shen Jing was so happy that he raised his right hand and hung it around Cheng Yue's neck, "Stay steady, I will kill you if you fall."

Cheng Yue's brain became hot, and he couldn't help laughing. He wrapped his left hand around Shen Jing's waist, and his right hand held his thin wrist, "Hey——"

Shen Jing relaxed her body and lowered her weight towards Cheng Yue, "Is it heavy?"

"Not heavy." Cheng Yue pursed his lips and turned them up slightly. When Shen Jing spoke, the breath that swept past his ears was warm.

He turned his head to look at Shen Jing who was close at hand, "Do you have one hundred and four?"

Shen Jing turned his head, and the two almost kissed each other. He quickly tilted his head back and replied, "It's been a long time since I weighed. The last time I weighed it, it was 130 six."

Shen Jing is 1.8 meters tall, and this weight is considered thin.

"Too thin." Cheng Yue gently pinched his waist through his clothes.

Very firm and feels good.

Shen Jing was not ticklish, felt nothing, just hopped back to the dressing room with one foot.

Xiao Li let go of his hand first, moved a chair over, and Cheng Yue helped him to sit down.

Shen Jing took off his heavy costume, and Cheng Yue stretched out his hand to help him hang it aside.

"Thank you." Shen Jing untied the tether around his waist.

Cheng Yue turned his head and saw two slender and fair thighs, and he couldn't move his eyes for an instant.

Probably due to years of physical training, Shen Jing maintains a very good figure, and there is a pleasing aesthetic feeling in every gesture.

When Shen Jing came, he was wearing a pair of slim-fit jeans, the ankles couldn't be pulled up at all, so he gave a "tsk", and was about to ask Xiao Li to help him borrow a pair of looser pants from the clothing department.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yue tilted his head and found that his ankle was swollen like a steamed bun, and the outer malleolus was no longer visible. "Why is your leg so swollen?"

It wouldn't be too serious if he just fell off. If he had known that his feet were so swollen, he wouldn't have been allowed to go up again.

Cheng Yue squatted down, held his calf, and raised his voice several degrees, "Why didn't you tell the director about your feet!? Ah?"

"No, it's okay..." Shen Jing was taken aback by his sudden voice, "I used to sprain my feet often, and it will be fine in two days."

Cheng Yue's index finger touched the bulge lightly, and Shen Jing immediately "hissed" and drew back his ankle.

"It's all right now!? Others don't know if you're seriously injured, but you don't know!? It's all like this and you're still jumping up and down on the roof. Do you think you ironed it yourself!? "Cheng Yue was so distressed that he wished that he was the one who was injured now.

"I'm afraid of delaying the progress of the filming." Seeing that he cared about her so much, Shen Jing was very grateful in her heart, and explained to him in a soft tone, "I don't want this scene, and I have to re-set the scene tomorrow, and then invite the group Acting is all money, and it takes so much time and energy."

"Isn't it just to re-set the scene?! What's the big deal, did the director team charge you money? Are you working so hard!? Ah? Are your legs or money important!?" Cheng Yue was so angry that he couldn't speak Choose words, "Do you have to be unable to walk for something to happen?"

Shen Jing looked down at him and didn't speak.

Cheng Yue also suddenly realized that he had spoken too aggressively, swallowed a bit, and lowered his voice, "I didn't mean that."

"I know," Shen Jing put his right hand on Cheng Yue's shoulder, pursed his lips and smiled, "but..."

"Ah?" Cheng Yue looked up at him.

"Can you let me put on a pair of pants first?" Shen Jing raised the jeans in his hand, "It's a bit cold."

Cheng Yue snorted, let go of his hand, and suddenly thought of something, "You can wear my pants, my sweatpants are looser, your trouser legs can't go up."

Shen Jingzheng had this intention, and handed the jeans to Cheng Yue, "Can you wear them?"

Cheng Yue is half a head smaller than Shen Jinggao, and his body is relatively more muscular. After trying to put it on, his waist hurts a little, "You put it on first, I have clothes in the car, I will change it when I get in the car." .”

"Oh, thank you." Shen Jing easily put on Cheng Yue's pants.

The makeup artist knocked on the door and started helping Shen Jing take off her makeup and headgear.

"I'll go out and ask you if there is any ice pack to apply first." Cheng Yue said.

"Okay." Shen Jing replied.

When Cheng Yue walked out of the door, his hat was suddenly lifted off by a passing figure. He turned his head and frowned, and found that it was the bitch leading lady just now.

"It really is you!" Yang Chuxia opened her mouth in joy.

Cheng Yue snatched back his hat and put it on the head.

Yang Chuxia briefly introduced herself, blinked her eyes that were several times enlarged by the double eyelid stickers, "Are you here to visit Shen Jing's class?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yue didn't deny it.

"You two actually know each other?" Yang Chuxia gossiped, "Did he sign with your company?"

Shen Jing's Weibo has not been authenticated, and it has never been disclosed to the public after signing with Tianyao. Many companies have intentionally or unintentionally inquired about Shen Jing's whereabouts. Cheng Yue does not know this woman, nor does she know what she is holding. purpose to ask.

He didn't want to pick up the quarrel, and wanted to reply "Does it have something to do with you", but for the sake of being a girl, he didn't make his words so ugly.

"He didn't even tell you that." Cheng Yue raised his eyebrows, thinking that the relationship between the two was nothing more than that, and Shen Jing knew everything about Xin Ruo Wu Qi.

Yang Chuxia lost face, "I never asked."

"Then you can ask him." Cheng Yue smiled and walked away.

Yang Chuxia was bored, and stared resentfully at Cheng Yue's back.

On the way back, Cheng Yue said that he would send Shen Jing to the hospital for an X-ray examination.

Shen Jing didn't want to go to the hospital because he felt that his feet could move, which meant his bones were fine, but Cheng Yue still insisted on sending him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

After a round of examination, it was confirmed that it was a slight bone fracture. The doctor put a splint on it and told him to rest well during this period, otherwise the blood vessel rupture would become more serious.

Although Fu Daming was not seriously injured this time, he couldn't do any more drastic movements.

"In the past few days, you should discuss it with the director team first. If you don't need to stand up, it won't be too late to jump over the wall after the injury is healed." Cheng Yue glanced at the rearview mirror.

"En." Shen Jing pressed the wound with ice.

"Xiao Xiao, you have to supervise him." Cheng Yue felt that Shen Jing would not be obedient at all.

"Yeah!" Xiao Limeng nodded, "I will take good care of him, don't worry!"

Shen Jing rolled up the script and knocked on his forehead, "Which side are you from?"

"Either side has to watch you!" Xiao Li raised his voice confidently.

The corners of Cheng Yue's mouth curled up, he laughed, and called Yan Minghao, asking him to buy some food and send it to Shen Jing's house.

When the group arrived at the gate of the community, Yan Minghao also arrived with two big bags, and Sun Hanxiao was beside him.

Pulling the handbrake, Cheng Yue immediately jumped out of the car and helped Shen Jing open the door, "Can you? Do you want me to carry you up?"

"No need." Shen Jing took two steps with a limp.

Cheng Yue stepped forward, took the initiative to pull his arm around his neck, "I'll help you."

"Thank you." Shen Jing smiled.

"Don't thank me all the time, it's more of a stranger." Cheng Yue said.

"Thank you is polite, even if it is my dad, I will thank you." Shen Jing said.

"Anyway, I don't like to hear it. You can change your words and find another word to replace it." Cheng Yue said.

"Then what do you say you want to hear?" Shen Jing turned to look at him.

"Just call me Dad." Cheng Yue raised his head and laughed, "I knew you were thanking me when you called me Dad."

"Get lost." With a smile, Shen Jing raised her knee and pushed Cheng Yue's thigh.

"Oh, hey," Cheng Yue grabbed his kneecap, "Dare to hit your father."