Divorced by the actor right after she was pregnant?

Director Zheng watched helplessly as his niece and daughter-in-law went to check out Qu Yan's tent, and gradually recovered, found a place to sit down, and called Qin Yao: "I said, what's going on between you and this star?"

Qin Yao was taken aback, and after asking clearly, he was speechless: "I proposed to him two days ago."

"Then he is now... is this intentional for me to see?"

"No." Qin Yao said weakly, "I was rejected. Brother Zhao talked to me, and I thought about it too. I am not suitable for him."

"It's a pity..." Director Zheng, as a middle-aged Yangou, was heartbroken: "I thought you two could make it, this star looks so... hey!"

No matter how good-looking it is, it is not my own.

Qin Yao said again: "But if he is not my wife, he must be my big baby. Take care, don't let him really sleep with Qu Yan."

Qin Yao was still feeling stuck.

"If it's not yours, what kind of treasure are you?" Director Zheng taught him a lesson: "If your future wife knows that you have other treasures, she won't kill you!"

Having said that, Director Zheng, as an elder, still found someone to build a delicate tent for Bu Xinglan, and said to him: "Qu Yan is an artist, you see so many people in the crew, it has a lot of influence on him." OK."

Bu Xinglan thought about it for a while, and felt that it made sense, and honestly moved his things back to the small tent.

As soon as he cleaned up here, there were cheers outside: "It's snowing!"

The people in the crew should have been waiting for this snow, Bu Xinglan followed and walked out, looking at the excited staff, he also became happy.

He looked around and walked towards Qu Yan's dressing room. When he got there, he heard a girl talking to Qu Yan, and the person talking was actually himself: "...he doesn't seem to have a good temper. , not easy to get along with, right?"

Qu Yan let the makeup artist tidy up his wig, and said in a warm voice, "Yes."

"Do you often get bullied when you work under him?"

Qu Yan said, "It's okay."

"He seems to look down on people." The girl began to complain tentatively, Qu Yan glanced at her unexpectedly, smiled, and said nothing.

Bu Xinglan's eyes are indeed a bit higher than the top, but it's not that he looks down on people, he just doesn't like to take some insignificant things to his heart.

Qu Yan feels that if his memory is only 24 hours, then he will also do the things he is interested in in this only time.

But his smile became the default in Bu Xinglan's eyes. He strode over, and the aggressive steps scared the girl who turned to look at him. She jumped up immediately and almost stepped on her too long. skirt.

But Bu Xinglan didn't even look at her, but picked up a stool casually, sat down beside Qu Yan, then reached out and snatched his mobile phone, and asked, "Do I look down on people?"

The girl's face turned blue, and Qu Yan said, "No."

"I bullied you?"

"No."

"Doing things under my hands made you wronged?"

"Do not."

Bu Xinglan bent his lips, and finally raised his eyelids to look at the girl with a stiff face: "Is she your mother?"

There was silence in the dressing room, and everyone thought that there was going to be a big battle.

Qu Yan explained very seriously: "No, my mother is older than her."

"Oh." Bu Xinglan ignored the other party's ugly face, curled his lips and said, "I thought it was your mother, mind your own business."

"..." Qu Yan closed his mouth, and the girl suddenly became angry: "You..."

Bu Xinglan stood up suddenly, and the girl stepped back immediately, her heart beating fast.But Bu Xinglan just threw the phone to Qu Yan, then turned and went out.

The girl's fear subsides, but her anger grows stronger.

In the eyes of the world, the snow that falls from the night is first of all black spots, and then turns white when it hits the ground.Bu Xinglan held up an umbrella and reached out to take it. Watching the snowflakes melt in his palm, his heart was calm.

When Qu Yan came out, he saw him at a glance.

He stood alone in the snow, surrounded by staff coming and going, watching him quietly, but they didn't dare to approach easily.

He clearly stood in the crowd, but he was independent from the crowd, making it difficult to blend in.It seems that she is born with the temperament of rejecting others thousands of miles away, exactly the same as when she was a teenager.

For all the staff here, Bu Xinglan is at most a passer-by, but in Bu Xinglan's place, these people are not even a passer-by.

He walked to Bu Xinglan's side and said, "Have you opened an umbrella so early?"

"This umbrella is beautiful." He is holding a prop umbrella with a red plum blossom painted on it, blooming wildly in the snow. This is an umbrella brought by a girl from the Central Plains, and it will be used in the evening play. Qu Yan still wants to vomit blood beside this umbrella, remembering the story of the Central Plains girl who died in Mongolia and him.

The staff quickly came over to ask for an umbrella, and Qu Yan took it back from Bu Xinglan's hand and handed it to him, who was still a little reluctant to part.

"The crew has other props and umbrellas, I'll find one for you."

He was wearing Mongolian clothes and a big felt hat on his head. Bu Xinglan looked very envious, followed him to find an umbrella, and asked him, "Do you have any extra hats like this?"

Qu Yan found a bamboo green umbrella, although it was not as wild as the plum blossom, but it was full of vitality, and Bu Xinglan also liked it after opening it.

Before it was Qu Yan's turn, he took off his hat and put it on for Bu Xinglan, who was taken aback immediately: "It's so heavy."

"The props of the crew this time are very real and textured."

"The props team has a heart." Bu Xinglan held the hat with one hand, and Qu Yan looked at the snow-white face under the big felt hat. He couldn't help it for a while, and hurriedly turned his eyes away, saying: "It's snowing heavily, I'll go See if you can help me over there."

"I will go with you."

Although he said he was following, Bu Xinglan had no intention of doing anything.He originally thought that Qu Yan should be the character of a high-cold male god, but it was only when he got to the crew that he realized that he was actually quite down-to-earth.

When Director Zheng saw him, he stopped praising Qu Yan in front of him, with a sense of loneliness on his face, as if all the cooked ducks were flying, and he was busy with his work.

Bu Xinglan found a pony to sit down and held Zhuyeqing's umbrella to watch them busy.

In a moment of distraction, Qu Yan suddenly disappeared. When he was looking around, a cup of hot water was stuffed in his hand: "Goji berry tea, warm your hands."

So Bu Xinglan held an umbrella and held a thermos cup and sat on the ponytail and stared at them.

In the past, his brain would feel quite tired after being active for a period of time, but now, perhaps because of the drug stimulation, his brain is in a very active stage most of the time, and he doesn't feel bored watching other people's work, but enjoys it with gusto.

Right now, the scene of fighting immediately was being filmed. To Bu Xinglan's surprise, many of the actors in this show did not use doubles, including Qu Yan, who were all real people.

When he asked doubtful words, Director Zheng smiled: "I specially asked them to learn horseback kung fu for three months, and they can handle it well."

Bu Xinglan's admiration for Director Zheng spontaneously arose: "I am very happy to make the things I like the most exquisite?"

Director Zheng nodded, his face was full of pride and a sense of accomplishment, Bu Xinglan was very envious.

After filming a scene, when the actors were about to dismount, a commotion suddenly broke out!

A horse with an actor on its back suddenly rushed towards Bu Xinglan like crazy. With the actor's scream, it was about to kick Bu Xinglan in the face——

In the nick of time, a person suddenly grabbed the steel wire hanging from the top of his head and threw himself over. Using the force of the air, he hit the horse's neck at once. side.

Everything happened so fast that everyone was dumbfounded watching this scene.

Director Zheng reacted first: "Qu Yan! How are you?!"

Qu Yan fell to the ground, and there was no surprise on his face, but Teng Bin was so frightened that his face turned blue, and he quickly walked over to help him up: "Your hand..."

"It's okay." Qu Yan moved his wrist calmly. When the impact hit, his muscles felt a little painful, but his bones were not injured. He was surrounded by the staff, and subconsciously looked at Bu Xinglan, only to find that he was gone...

There was a scream from behind.

Immediately, Huan Xiangxuan was pulled off by Bu Xinglan's collar. With a gloomy face, he slapped his hand up to slap it down, but was stopped by the assistant on the side: "She didn't mean it, it's a horse. Something is wrong with the horse!"

Bu Xinglan's eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, and he scraped across Huan Xiangxuan's frightened white face. After realizing that there was nothing serious about Qu Yan, spring breeze swept over Qu Yan's cold and stern face. He let go and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm not Are you worried that you will be thrown off by the horse? Help you get down first."

He patted the girl's fair face and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm frightened."

Director Zheng frowned, and suddenly looked at the photographer.

If Huan Xiangxuan hadn't been crying all the time, it would have been as if Bu Xinglan was almost hit by a horse and flew away as if it had never happened.

Qu Yan's body didn't know what to do, but it was able to burst out such a strong force at that moment, directly knocking the horse out.

It was already late, and the staff began to pack up and prepare to rest. The director specially allowed everyone to sleep late tomorrow.

There was cheering all around.

Director Zheng went to take care of Qu Yan, and Bu Xinglan returned to the tent when Qu Yan was surrounded by people.Originally, he didn't have any impression of that girl, but the moment Qu Yan knocked off the horse and fell to the ground, he suddenly thought of who she was.

Do young people nowadays hold grudges like this?Because you want to kill someone with just two words?

Bu Xinglan's face was blue, extremely angry.

In the dead of night, the staff all fell asleep.The snow was still falling, and it fell on the tent with rustling sounds. Bu Xinglan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and opened the tent door, and the outside was already completely white.

There are no houses here, and at a glance, white is endless.

Director Zheng didn't know how to arrange it. Not only did he not let him sleep in the same tent with Qu Yan, but he also got him the one that was the farthest away from Qu Yan.

But no amount of distance can reach two legs.

Bu Xinglan looked left and right, but there was no one around, turned around, picked up his backpack, put his hat on his head, and ran towards Qu Yan's tent with Daxue.

The tent shook for a while, and the light-sleeping man opened his eyes at once, only to find that his tent had been lifted, and a guy with eyelashes and snow on his head got in.

Qu Yan looked shocked: "Xingxing?"

Bu Xinglan was taken aback, "Are you still asleep?"

"..." Qu Yan was speechless.