Be a gold finger for the actress' rival in love GL

After the play was finished, the lunch box was delivered by logistics at noon, and the filming continued in the afternoon.

In an open space, some sheds were built, and after lunch break, Ming Xu wanted to touch up his makeup in the sheds.

Still holding the script in her hand, she occasionally glanced at it between makeup, and then continued to close her eyes and meditate, watching to carefully consider the appearance of the character before shooting.

Ming Xu, who works hard, has a different kind of charm. His nose bridge is straight, his eyelashes are slender, his eyebrows are drawn to be long, and his thin lips have not been painted with lipstick. work.

The make-up artist put the image of Mingxu on the moon fairy in the play, and Li Guyun's body is a lotus flower, so this image is elegant and beautiful, with black silk shawls, white clothes better than snow, porcelain white complexion, and light pink on the cheeks , faint blush, face like lotus petals.

Song Jianzhi was sitting opposite her, and it was the first time that she had changed into another kind of temperament, another kind of beauty.

The sand sculpture jokes on Weibo are not as good-looking as Ming Xu's sister, Song Jianzhi secretly turned on the camera, and put his elbows on the table as if nothing had happened.

The moment he pressed the camera button, Song Jianzhi felt guilty, and cautiously poked his head out from behind the phone to look at Mingxu.

Ming Xu also raised his eyes as if aware of it, and the eyes of the two collided in the air, and Song Jianzhi's eyes enlarged unconsciously.

Like a squirrel found secretly knocking pine nuts.

The eyes are round.

Song Jianzhi's thumb landed on the shooting button, and Ming Xu on the screen froze.

She didn't care about looking at her mobile phone, she had nothing to say and said, "You still read the script for makeup."

"Yes." Ming Xu turned over the footer with his fingers, "Look at the next play and tell you about the play."

"Oh..." Song Jianzhi responded, his heart seemed to be filled with a bottle of sweet soda, bubbling with small bubbles.

The makeup artist said softly: "Mr. Ming, look down."

Ming Xu did as he said, and Song Jianzhi didn't disturb her work, she let out a sigh of relief, and looked down at the photo album.

I don't know if I took a picture of flowers just now...

When Song Jianzhi opened the photo album, he saw that he had actually taken two photos just now, probably because Ming Xu caught him on the spot and made his hands tremble.

In the first picture, Ming Xu raised his eyes to look at himself, his jaw was clean and his face was light.

In the second picture, Ming Xu looked at... the camera, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were charming.

She found out.

Song Jianzhi bit her lower lip, and secretly stared at Ming Xu who had her eyes closed.

Of course, he didn't dare to stare too much, for fear that Ming Xu would open his eyes again "as if aware of something", and catch himself in the face.

But why do you feel sweet even when you are in such an embarrassing situation?

Is it because I like this person too much?

In the tall woods in midsummer, amidst the endless chirping of cicadas, in front of Ming Xu, Song Jianzhi raised her hand, and gently pressed her thumping girl's heart.

Yang Liu is already urging the makeup artist to hurry up, and the makeup artist has been looking through the makeup box, "Mr. Ming, wait a moment, I can't find a lipstick. It's strange, why isn't it here?"

The other end was in a hurry, the make-up artist had already prepared the setting powder for Ming Xu, but the lipstick was left unapplied, Song Jianzhi saw that there were still many lipsticks on the table, and asked, "Can I only use that one?"

"Ms. Ming's lip color is a mixture of two or three colors, and it's not easy to make up if one is missing." The makeup artist patiently explained.

Ming Xu closed the script, looked up at Song Jianzhi, Song Jianzhi didn't notice her, and was still helping the makeup artist to find something.

Ming Xu said: "Jianzhi's lipstick should be fine."

The makeup artist paused and looked over.

Ming Xu said slowly: "My lipstick tends to be redder, but it's probably okay to use hers." She raised her eyes and looked over, "Jian Zhi, can I borrow it?"

"It's almost the same, Miss Song, can I trouble you?"

Song Jianzhi looked at Ming Xu suspiciously, then opened the bag, found out the lipstick and handed it over.

"Then try it."

"Thank you Miss Song!"

The makeup artist first applied the color to Ming Xu with a lip brush, looked at the effect, and then used her professional skills to adjust the lipstick to the desired color, which solved the problem and allowed Ming Xu to shoot smoothly.

Ming Xu put Song Jianzhi's lipstick in his bag very naturally, the makeup artist hadn't left yet, Song Jianzhi had nothing to say, but could only watch.

The makeup artist added some eye makeup to Ming Xu, and felt relieved. He went to Peng Zhou to check the actor's makeup, leaving Ming Xu and Song Jianzhi behind.

Song Jianzhi looked suspicious, and whispered, "Did you hide the makeup artist's lipstick?"

Ming Xu said generously, "It's not me."

"How can I joke about work." Ming Xu had a smile in his eyes, "Who made us have a tacit understanding."

Yang Liu greeted Ming Xu to take his seat, Ming Xu's wide-sleeved robe brushed against the back of Song Jianzhi's hand, and the hand hidden inside squeezed Song Jianzhi's, feeling very intimate.

Song Jianzhi secretly stuck out her tongue behind her back.

Hmph, who agrees with you.

Song Jianzhi was tired of filming, so she lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. Two charging treasures were enough for her.

Her Weibo has also gained 10,000+ fans, but Song Jianzhi has no interest in posting on Weibo, and basically just scrolls and does not post, like a dead account.

She searched Mingxu's id very skillfully to see if there were any new Weibo posts in real time, only to find that a big fan had reposted a Weibo post she was familiar with.

Cotton fluff: Look at what I found in the corners of Weibo!Xuxu's to sign is ahhh! !

Yuanqi girl: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! 【Attachment】"

Song Jianzhi clicked on the big picture and saw the familiar phrase "everything succeeds".

The little girl at the front desk’s Weibo is basically reposting sand sculpture jokes hahahahaha, it’s just reposting emotional dynamics ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Cotton found.

Needless to say, the power of the big fan head, the comments below are visible to the naked eye. When Song Jianzhi saw it, it had just been posted on Weibo for half an hour, and there were already thousands of comments.

"It's also lemon essence today, woo woo woo"

"I'm different, I want Ming Xu to wish me to be Mrs. Ming (broken tone)"

"When can I get a wild Xuxu to lottery, Xinnv wishes to be a vegetarian lemon all her life"

Song Jianzhi brushed with gusto, and then clicked on the Weibo of the girl at the front desk. Sure enough, her Weibo had grown into a lemon tree, covered with lemons, and many people asked her to pass by, but they never got a reply. .

Ming Xu just finished the scene, and walked over to take a look, "What are you looking at?"

Song Jianzhi said this over and over again, Ming Xu nodded, handed her a bottle of water, and said, "Drink water?"

Song Jianzhi put down the phone and took it, said a few words to Ming Xu, and then looked down to find that the like icon on the screen turned red.

"What did you order?" Song Jianzhi was confused.

Is this a practiced magic hand?Fast as the wind? ?

Ming Xu also saw it, she drank her saliva and said, "Song Xiaozhi, don't touch porcelain."

Song Jianzhi thought about it, it seemed that Ming Xu really had no chance to touch the phone.

I accidentally ran into it?

What kind of precise luck is this!

Ming Xu looked at her dazed and dazed expression, and comforted her: "It's okay, with so many likes, no one will pay attention to your trumpet."

Song Jianzhi took a deep breath and looked up at her, "...I'm on the tuba."

Her tone was gloomy and a bit frustrated, Ming Xu paused for two seconds, and could only make up for it, and helped her cancel the like, "There should be no one following your Weibo."

"Just talk to that girl when you go back."

Song Jianzhi mumbled his head and said hello.

Ming Xu went to continue filming, while Song Jianzhi propped his chin in a daze.

Actually...she wasn't afraid of being discovered, but—

Before letting others know, you should let the other party know your own mind first.

It's not an ambiguous kiss, it's not an ambiguous love words, it should be more definite and more ritualistic.

She likes this sense of ritual.

With the certainty of going forward and not shrinking back.

Filming didn't stop until dusk.

After going down the mountain, Song Jianzhi and Ming Xu sat on the bus back to the hotel together. The high backs of the chairs separated each row into a small world.

The staff were all tired, and there was no sound in the car. Even if someone spoke, they lowered their voices. In the pale golden dusk, the bus drove quietly.

Song Jianzhi was a little motion sick, so she sat in front and by the window, and Ming Xu sat on her right, side by side.

Ming Xu was untying the earphone cable for Song Jianzhi, and said, "I'm not good at untangling things, and I made the earphones like this, huh?"

Her voice was extremely soft, almost gentle.

Song Jianzhi looked down, and said without thinking, "It reminds me of a drama that said that the can opener was invented long after the invention of cans."

Ming Xu's subordinates kept moving, looking sideways at her, "Is there any special significance?"

Song Jianzhi thought for a while and said, "No, I just remembered."

Whenever I think of something, I want to tell you.

Ming Xu hummed, untied the earphone, plugged it into the phone for her, and put on the right ear, taking care of her meticulously.

Finally, holding the earphone on the left in his hand, he shook it and said, "Can I share this one?"

Soft light came in from the window, and one or two bits of light hit Ming Xu's face, which was too beautiful to be real.

Song Jian Zhi's ears were red, and she nodded silently.

Ming Xu hooked his lips and put on the left earphone for himself, signaling Song Jianzhi to choose a song.

Song Jianzhi opened the player's playlist, swiped his finger, and found——

Songs that I want to share with each other.

The lively and sweet music was split into two from the headphone cable and passed to the two of them.

Before Song Jianzhi locked the screen, he even went too far and put the single on a loop.

After she finished all this, she whispered: "I'm motion sick! I'm going to squint for a while, and call me when I get there."

Ming Xu let out a muffled laugh, and said yes in a low voice.

Song Jianzhi leaned her head against the glass, closed her eyes, and carefully covered her hot little ears with her long hair.

The lyrics passed into the hearts of the two of them sentence by sentence.

……

"It's so romantic, I'll say good night to you with a letter of confession, it's only natural that love recurs"

When he sang this line, Ming Xu took Song Jianzhi's hand, and said to himself: "Ah, I fell asleep, so I probably won't find out."

Song Jianzhi: ...

snort!

"Love is the beginning and the answer to the story"

Ming Xu gently supported Song Jianzhi, let her head rest on his shoulder, and stroked the top of her hair.

"good."

The author has something to say: Why does Song Xiaozhi repeat the single, because the author listens to this song and produces jelly for you every day, and can’t let me alone, with my arms akimbo.

Drama mentioned in the article: "The Perfect Divorce"

The lyrics come from: "Confession Copywriting" is a lyric work, the original song ak "rchu"

Super sweet, it is recommended to be paired with practical

Regarding the issue of sub-c in the last chapter, the relationship between sub-c is an indispensable part of the whole world for the author, but it is true that the space limit will make the appearance of main c less, which is difficult to avoid, because from the perspective of plot coherence and logic Generally speaking, it is difficult for the author to divide the characters into two, that is, two stories.

Later, the author can only guarantee that if there is a subc for the whole chapter, it will be marked in the chapter.But when they are involved in an important plot, it is inseparable.

The author and the readers have different perspectives, and I hope to understand each other. Anyway, I would like to thank the little angels for their support and love.

Thank you, little angels, plug in earphones and listen to songs 030