Spear Teacher

Chapter 132

After a day of filming, the crew had to walk for another hour on the path that was only wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

Walked back to the main road, and finally drove to the hotel that the crew had booked for the actors.

Jiang Qiyu didn't feel tired after filming for a whole day, but she didn't expect to be exhausted in this long hour.

When she returned to the hotel, she was so tired that she couldn't even speak clearly.

Who on earth came up with this idea of saving money and being stupid to use the scenery?

As soon as she returned to the room, she went straight to the bathroom, washed away the fatigue of the whole day, and lay on the bed to recharge.

Her empty brain automatically began to recall the filming this afternoon, and she couldn't help but think of the person who was obviously not there, but was everywhere.

"......"

After lying on the bed for a few minutes, Jiang Qiyu suddenly moved again.

She took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat, frowning slightly at the chat history on it.

The chat time was still yesterday, and the conversation between the two was relatively brief:

【余: Discharged from the hospital. ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear and shit dies: Congratulations. ]

[Yu: That's all? ]

[Yu: You don't plan to say anything else? ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear and shit dies has withdrawn a message]

[Whoever is poked with a spear and shit dies: I said I didn't mean it, do you believe me? ]

[Yu: You want to say, drinking is disqualified? ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear and shit dies: Disqualified! Too disqualified! This old slave deserves to die! ]

[Yu:......]

[Yu: You really deserve to die. ]

At that time, she was about to board the plane, and faced with Qi Yu's resentment, she did not muster the courage to reply.

Scrolling down, it was the conversation today, which was also very simple:

[Yu: [Share link]]

He didn't say anything, but just shared a post from a public account, titled——

"For grandpa's generation, touching hands meant a lifetime, and for our generation, kissing meant a lifetime. What about our generation? How can we have a lifetime? 》

At that time, Jiang Qiyu was playing a game, and it was a critical moment, so he didn't click in to read it carefully.

He just glanced at the title and replied:

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die: I'm retreating. ]

[Whoever is poked with a spear in shit will die: I'm retreating! ]

[Yu: Get lost]

The conversation ended here, and she left immediately without saying a word.

"Ah..."

Looking at the short chat record on the screen, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but sigh.

My weak and unable to take care of himself, who knew that a kiss could almost kill someone?

Qi's legal department won't sue her for premeditated murder, right?

Why did she...

The word "lust" is like a knife above your head, the ancients never lied to me.

Jiang Qiyu was lying on the bed, holding her phone and sighing.

Suddenly, a video call came in without any warning.

"Bang"

She didn't hold the phone firmly, and it hit her face hard.

"Hiss..."

Raising her hand to rub the bridge of her nose that was hit, Jiang Qiyu opened her phone and saw -

Well, the young master is here to collect the debt.

She first got up and sat cross-legged on the bed with a grunt, and then straightened her clothes.

Then she showed a sincere smile and solemnly pressed the answer button.

"..."

Looking at the handsome face in the video that had once bewitched her, she spit on herself fiercely in her heart.

With an awkward smile on her face, Jiang Qiyu waved and greeted him first:

"Mr. Qi, good evening..."

The man opposite was in a dark environment, and only his face, which was barely illuminated by the light from the mobile phone screen, could be seen in the picture.

Qi Yu's expression was calm and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the camera quietly. After a long silence, he slowly spoke:

"Did you finish the shooting?"

"Yeah."

Jiang Qiyu nodded, with a rare obedience on her face.

She was not surprised that Qi Yu knew her schedule, after all, she had Sister Chen, a teammate who was the financial sponsor.

As if pleased by her gentle attitude, the man's eyebrows slightly curved, and his voice gradually became softer:

"How was the filming today? Did it go smoothly?"

Hearing him ask this, Jiang Qiyu, who was originally a little nervous, instantly became energetic, and immediately raised her mobile phone and began to talk vividly:

"I tell you, you don't know how stupid this crew is. They can actually think of walking several kilometers to someone else's house to save money, but..."

As she said this, she seemed to have thought of something again, and her slightly wrinkled eyebrows instantly relaxed. She squinted her eyes and said happily:

"I am very satisfied with my role today. If I had known that I could come here to film opposite Lu Heng, it would be worth it even if I paid for it myself. It's so cool..."

"...Wait."

The expression of Qi Yu on the opposite side was slightly stagnant:

"You said in the last sentenceWhat?"

"Really... cool?"

"One more sentence."

"Even if it's at your own expense, it's... worth it?"

"... One more sentence."

"If I had known I could come here and act opposite Lu Heng?"

She repeated this sentence in confusion, and Qi Yu's eyelids on the opposite side twitched slightly:

"Are you and Lu Heng in the same crew?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Qiyu did not doubt him, and nodded vigorously immediately, and then continued with excitement:

"You don't know, today that kid's face is like a donkey that has been blindfolded and pulled the mill for three days and three nights, but took off the blindfold and found that it was still in the same place!"

"..."

Qi Yu was speechless by her metaphor, and curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

"Jiang Qiyu,"

Then, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly changed the subject in her disregard for her image and laughed:

"What do you think our relationship is now? "

This sentence made the man who was laughing so hard that he instantly stopped baring his teeth.

"......"

To be honest, she didn't know what kind of relationship they had.

It was too distant to say they were colleagues, too one-sided to say they were lovers, and too careless to say they were young masters and old servants.

But she couldn't just use the "lip friendship" she gave to Yu Xiaoyu to perfunctorily deal with him...

For a moment, Jiang Qiyu, who didn't know how to start, and who always took detours when indecisive, simply gave up directly:

"I don't know either. Why don't you go to the temple to ask the Buddha some other day."

"......"

Faced with her irrelevant answer, Qi Yu on the opposite side was not angry. Instead, his eyebrows and eyes curved slightly, and his smile became thicker. Even his voice gradually became softer:

"Okay, then I will definitely go to the Buddha to ask for clarification some other day. ”

Just like that, this somewhat sensitive topic was tacitly skipped.

But at the same time, both of them knew in their hearts that something had begun to change.

But where exactly was it different?

Jiang Qiyu couldn't figure it out yet.

Because she and Qi Yu were so excited while chatting on video that she fell asleep without realizing it.

This sleep lasted until the next morning.

"......"

She turned over in a daze.

Before she woke up from her sleepiness, she heard the man's slightly hoarse and lazy voice:

"You dreamed."

"......How do you know?"