Chapter 92

If it's a girlfriend, she can be more aboveboard, but it's a hidden rule. If it's exposed, her acting career will be tainted.

No wonder before Jiang shaoxun came, she had a sense of foreboding.

Fang Zichen, Changhuan's partner, is a new generation of popular Xiaosheng. He has bright short hair, beautiful facial features, and natural beauty. His natural and unadorned smile can always reach people's heart. It gives people a kind of warmth from the bottom of his heart, full of sunshine, and sometimes childlike, which is deeply loved by fans.

Fang Zichen's schedule is also full, but because of Jiang shaoxun's reason, today's kissing scene can't be shot. The director can only make a temporary decision to shoot Nie Changhuan and Fang Zichen's other opponents.

"The 32nd, the 6th, the 1st, action."

Fang Zichen plays the leading actor who pursues Changhuan in the play. This is the scene where Changhuan returns from foreign performances and Fang Zichen takes over.

At the moment, Fang Zichen stands in front of Changhuan, holding a bunch of delicate roses in his hand. There is strong love in his warm eyes, and he smiles gently: "warm, welcome back!"

The role played by Changhuan also experienced betrayal by her boyfriend, and then gradually felt for him under the warmth of Fang Zichen.

She walked toward Fang Zichen, with a light step: "I'm back!"

Fang Zichen seemed to be a young man in love. He was so embarrassed that he scratched his hair. Then he blushed and held the rose in his hand in front of Changhuan: "I... i..."

The next line is Fang Zichen to shout out: I like you, please be my girlfriend!

Jiang shaoxun looked at it not far away. He squeezed the teacup tightly in his hand and looked like an orange. It was as if Changhuan would break her hand as long as the next bunch of roses came.

From Jiang shaoxun that sent out a sense of resentment is too strong, long Huan cold sweat, she tried to ignore the burning eyes.

"Nuan Nuan, I like you. Please be my girlfriend." Fang Zichen will be very accurate feelings, this sentence, summoned up his great courage.

"This..." Chang Huan covers her lips, looking excited and surprised. She reaches out her hand to take the bunch of roses. Yu Guang accidentally sweeps Jiang shaoxun's cool and thin eyes. As soon as her hand shakes, the bunch of roses immediately falls to the ground.

Wrong

Nie Changhuan, the first ng!

She glanced at Jiang shaoxun angrily, only to find that he was talking to the producer and didn't look at her at all. Only his slightly raised lips showed his good mood.

Too much!

"Game 32, scene 6, second, action."

"Nuan Nuan, I like you. Please be my girlfriend."

Changhuan hears Fang Zichen's words again, and then the strong vision comes again. The rose in front of her seems to be as red as blood, which makes her resist gradually.

But the play still needs to be filmed. She takes a deep breath and holds the bunch of roses with a smile. As soon as she is about to say the next lines, her back is stiff, and the cold vision twines her throat, making her speechless.

Nie Changhuan, the second ng!

Chang Huan stares at Jiang shaoxun, but sees him drinking tea slowly. The cup of tea is her cup.

Changhuan almost fainted. It's over. It's impossible to clean up the relationship between her and Jiang shaoxun.

After a short break, the next scene was taken.

Until

Nie Changhuan, the sixth ng!

Every time it appears in the action of picking up roses, either forgetting the lines, or not holding the flowers, or saying the wrong lines.

Chang Huan buried her face in her hands. So many times, she doubted life.

In the past, there were no more than three mistakes.

Even the director said that her acting ability is very strong, and she can bring other people into the role. But when Jiang shaoxun was present today, she had made so many mistakes in a row.

Changhuan is so upset that he grabs her hair. Jiang shaoxun deliberately torments her.

In the evening, she must tell Didou, let Didou talk about him, too much!

Fang Zichen walks to Nie Changhuan when he is resting. His smile is warm and sunny. He hands him a chocolate: "are you ok? Are you hungry?"

Before Jiang shaoxun came, Nie Changhuan was on the verge of collapse. Now he made frequent mistakes, which made Fang Zichen think she was hungry.

Chang Huan reached for Fang Zichen's chocolate and said with a sorry smile, "I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape today."

"I can understand. Why don't we play for a while now? Will it be better later? "

Changhuan knows where the problem is. If Jiang shaoxun doesn't leave, she won't think about today's play.

She was about to say no when she heard a crisp crack in her ear, followed by the scream of her little assistant.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Chang Huan sees Jiang shaoxun sitting on the chair indifferently. The ground is a broken cup, and the palm of his hand is full of shocking blood.

Those red blood stimulated Changhuan's heart. Her pupils were constricted and her brain was full of Jiang shaoxun's injured hand.

Changhuan can't care about many things, and she can't care about her own concerns. She trots over, tries her best to squeeze away the crowd, and rushes to Jiang shaoxun's side. She is so anxious that her eyes are full of heartache, and her eyes are also overflowing with tears.

She wanted to hold Jiang shaoxun's hand and ask him if it hurt, but someone knocked her away.

This bump, make long Huan wake up, she red eye socket nibble his lips, but did not step forward.

When Jiang shaoxun came, he looked for her everywhere in the crowd. However, she was hiding in the corner. Finally, the agent pushed her and let her come to him. Just now Changhuan pushed away the crowd, only his appearance in his eyes, which deeply pleased him.

However, when she was only one step away from him, she stopped. Jiang shaoxun's eyes were still cold.

Everyone in the crew gathered around to join in the fun. The director invited Jiang shaoxun to the rest room. Chang Huan lowered her eyes and stood in the same place for a moment.

His little woman didn't follow.

Jiang shaoxun stopped, looked back at Changhuan, thin lips gently: "come here!"

Chang Huan stared at Jiang shaoxun.

"It's your cup that hurt my hand. Come here."

Hearing Jiang shaoxun's request like a child, Chang Huan couldn't laugh or cry. It was clearly that he was drinking tea with her cup, and now he came to rely on her cup.

Heart is full of abdominal Fei, but she still followed up.

Entering the rest room, the medical staff of the crew came in a hurry with the medicine box, and Changhuan gave way.

"Where to? Wrap it up for me. "

Chang Huan looks at the people in the rest room and finally confirms that Jiang shaoxun was talking to her.

"I don't have the skill of the medical staff, can I..." under the gaze of Jiang shaoxun, Chang Huan swallows all the words he hasn't finished.