Chapter 70

It's an outdoor play, and today's weather is especially suitable.

The whole sky was covered with dark clouds. The horse's neighing seemed to cut through the sky. The smell of blood red filled the city wall, and soldiers who died in the battle were piled up everywhere.

A tough figure stood in front of the remaining enemy, behind is the fast running carriage.

She was armed with a red tassel gun. Her blood was integrated with her fiery red robe. Her long hair was flying in the wind, and her lips were overflowing with blood, but she laughed scornfully.

She rushed into the enemy like a vigorous cheetah. One enemy after another fell under her spear, but one arrow after another penetrated her body heavily

The blood gushed from her throat. Her eyes became blurred and her hands fell off. Her favorite long tassel gun fell from her hands. She wanted to look back at the carriage behind her, but she didn't have the strength to turn around

At this moment, her eyes are full of all kinds of emotions, including nostalgia, yearning, regret, love and regret. In the end, it just turns into a hazy tear. She slowly closes her eyes, and her body stained with blood falls heavily on the ground

Heavy sadness around the whole set, that has been smiling, kind-hearted and a bit reckless, never know what sadness is, but the death is so tragic.

These days, Chang Huan plays the role of fan yinggu very well, and the laughter seems to have become a part of the crew.

In the last scene, she died in the battlefield, which made many crew members red eyed.

"Cut, good."

The director called cut for a long time, and Chang Huan, who has been lying on the ground, opened her eyes. The play seems to exhaust all her strength. Now she is so weak that she can't even stand up.

The director came over and patted her thin shoulder: "hard work!"

Chang Huan wiped the blood on his face and said with a smile, "it's not hard."

Zhao Jie also took a towel and warm water, quickly walked over, will Changhuan from the ground, looking at her props "arrow", very distressed: "pain?"

"No pain." Chang Huan laughs. Sister Zhao is too involved in the play. It's all props and arrows. Where will it hurt.

Fortunately, the scene was a one-off, so she didn't have to make up for it.

Changhuan's body is covered with blood stains. She has finished filming. After wiping the props on her face, she goes to the dressing room to change clothes.

But when she went in, she was surprised to find a man standing inside.

This is the actress's dressing room and rest room, but Jiang shaoxun stands there with his back to her. His suit is more slender, but it makes people feel unattainable. Chang Huan looks at him in a trance, but he feels a little unreal.

She stood behind Jiang shaoxun for a long time. Seeing that he didn't mean to speak, she withdrew her eyes, entered the dressing room with her clothes in her arms, and quietly began to change her costume.

Ancient clothes are very complicated. Chang Huan absently looses her belt and takes off her coat. She reaches around her back to untie the inner belt. She can untie it, but she can't untie it. On the contrary, she feels more and more locked.

In order to create the most perfect ancient costume drama, the costume group is perfect in design. From the outside to the inside, it is all hand sewn. There is no zipper, only the coil button and tie belt fixed skirt.

Changhuan lingered for a long time, and her tiny nose was sweating. No matter how she pulled, she couldn't untie the knot.

She was so tired that her hands were sore. She sighed. Jiang shaoxun didn't speak for such a long time, and there was no movement outside. She should have left.

She took out her mobile phone and called Zhao Jie. She whispered to her mobile phone and said, "Zhao Jie, my belt is tied up. I can't untie it. Can you come in and help me?"

Changhuan hung up the phone, can't help feeling a little dejected and sighing. When she meets Jiang shaoxun, she feels that she has become clumsy.

After a while, there was a knock outside the door.

Chang Huan thought it was sister Zhao. When she opened the door, Chang Huan was shocked. Where was sister Zhao standing outside the door

Jiang shaoxun never left

He must have been standing outside.

Chang Huan was flustered.

But Jiang shaoxun's palm is pressed on the door. It's too late for Chang Huan to close the door.

After such a serious fight yesterday, he suddenly appears again. Changhuan feels a sense of fear. He won't fight against her

Chang Huan can't help but step back.

Jiang shaoxun didn't speak, just looked at her with deep eyes.

Changhuan couldn't help but have some unspeakable anger. Why didn't she say a word when she came to her?

Still looking at her like this, as if she had done something heinous.

In Changhuan's mind, there was a mass of paste. Suddenly, she remembered that he had gone to find a woman in the nightclub. Her face sank and she turned her back and didn't want to see Jiang shaoxun again.

Jiang shaoxun has been waiting for her sweet mouth to call him, but she just ignored him, and now turned around to continue to ignore him, he faintly with anger: "so don't want to see me?"

Yes, I don't want to. Go to your nightclub girl.

Chang Huan thought so in her heart, but what she said was something else. She dropped her eyes and chuckled: "fourth brother, I'm too tired to talk."

Jiang shaoxun wanted to hold her good and soft figure and let her lean on his arms. He could feel her strong sadness at that moment when he saw the scene so far away.

He did not expect that her small body should contain such a strong ability, and the final death of a play, the appeal is amazing.

He can already foresee that Changhuan will be very popular after the play is broadcast.

Her acting is really good at her age, but

Jiang shaoxun can't help thinking, is it true to treat him happily?

Are all her emotions acting out?

Chang Huan's clothes and hair are entangled behind him. Jiang shaoxun reaches out his hand and gently separates her hair and hair. His voice softens: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. Maybe I'll go for a long time."

"Oh," Chang Huan said.

"I'm not allowed to get close to other men while I'm on a business trip, understand?"

Long Huan nodded, Mou son in the end or emerged a touch of light sadness, he was warning her, not allow her and other men close to it.

He can go to other women, and she can only be obedient.

Jiang shaoxun leaned over Changhuan, and his lips seemed to brush her earlobe gently. However, he found that she dodged for a while, and his little face no longer had an interesting reaction of blushing. He opened his lips coldly: "did you hear me?"

Changhuan raised her hand and gently touched his lips, as if to isolate his warm breathing. She couldn't help but shrunk her body again. Rourou said: "fourth brother, I heard it, and I will remember it firmly. I promise I won't get close to any man."