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Xie Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat when she actually heard these words.But on the surface she didn't respond.

Xie Zhiyun is very self-aware of her own strength: running is fast but has slight night blindness; she has no experience in fighting; the terrain is harsh, and if she is not careful, she will be murdered.

The most important thing is... Xie Zhiyun looked at Ding Yilin's right hand, she was actually carrying a knife with her!

"You people must think that Jiang Shu is a goddess, good-looking and not bad personality, friendly to fans, and keen on public welfare."

Ding Yilin giggled: "But I know, she is not such a person!"

"She has a white moonlight!" Ding Yilin's original smile turned into a vicious expression, and he waved his knife in the air fiercely.

Xie Zhiyun confronted her gaze bravely, her heart was trembling, but she didn't dare to avoid her gaze at all.

"I used to be Jiang Shu's assistant. During that time, she used me as a stand-in, made me wear a red dress every day, and forced me to draw tear moles..."

"I know she chose me as an assistant just because I'm strong and a girl can be a stand-in, but I don't care, I also want her to see me more..."

"Jiang Shu likes to eat desserts, and always has a few snacks in the refrigerator at home. I went to learn how to make desserts, but she didn't eat them, and she didn't even look at them and didn't care..."

In Ding Yilin's description, Xie Zhiyun heard a completely different Jiang Shu.

Arbitrary, bossy, uncultivated... and very retarded. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help laughing in her heart, Jiang Shu should really let Jiang Shu hear these words in person.

And Jiang Shu did hear it.

The reason why Xie Zhiyun was caught up before was also because she "accidentally" dropped a lot of things along the way.

Tissues on the ground, small purses in hand, bracelets hanging on branches, tail rings shining on flowers...

Not many things, but just right.

Even if the people who came didn't find all of them, they could still know the general direction.

"The two of us really feel sorry for each other." Ding Yilin's voice became erratic, "Your ex-boyfriend...my Jiang Shu..."

Following Ding Yilin's gaze, Xie Zhiyun saw a figure not far away, and thanked her for not speaking.

There is no way to hide people in this open space.

"What are you two doing?" Jiang Shu pretended to be ignorant, she stepped forward, frowned slightly, without looking at Xie Zhiyun, "Xiao Yi, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? I came to find you!" From the second Jiang Shu appeared, Ding Yilin's eyes were glued to her body and never left, "I want to film with you, but unfortunately the director doesn't want me. "

Ding Yilin turned his eyes, moved to Xie Zhiyun's body again, and approached Xie Zhiyun with the hand holding the knife: "Fortunately, Xiao Xie, the screenwriter, is going to help me!"

Having said that, Ding Yilin hugged Xie Zhiyun's arm tightly again: "Mr. Jiang, do you know the screenwriter Xiao Xie?"

The blade touched Xie Zhiyun's abdomen, only separated by a thin layer of clothing.

——too close, there is no way to start.

The eyes of Xie Zhiyun and Jiang Shu met in the air, and then immediately staggered away.

"Thank you for the screenwriter? I'm not familiar with it." A thought flashed in his mind, and Jiang Shu said coldly, "What are you doing with your arms around others, come here."

Obviously, Jiang Shu also guessed.

Ding Yilin probably suffers from delusional disorder—she merged the virtual and reality she imagined, and forcibly fabricated many "onces" between herself and Jiang Shu.

Although it is out of date, Xie Zhiyun who was "hostage" really wants to laugh now seeing Jiang Shu deliberately acting like a domineering president.

The appearance of Jiang Shu turned the situation around, and Ding Yilin became even more crazy: "You won't let me wear red clothes from now on, okay?"

Thanks to years of actor quality, Jiang Shu controlled his expression at the moment: "Okay."

After so many years, Ding Yilin's imaginary problems did not get better, but became more and more serious.

Ding Yilin was obviously very excited, she let go of Xie Zhiyun's arm, and took a few steps towards Jiang Shu's direction, as if coquettishly said: "Don't let me learn to draw moles!"

Xie Zhiyun, who finally realized that she was liberated, quickly took a few steps back without leaving a trace.

Safe distance is not enough.

Jiang Shu glanced at Xie Zhiyun, felt the other party's eyes that could not be laughed at, and said indifferently: "Okay."

"So……"

"Come to my side." Jiang Shu suddenly softened his tone, with a smile on his lips, "I went to the director, and he promised to let you stay on the set. You will be filming with me tomorrow."

"Really?!" Ding Yilin's mind was stunned by the huge surprise, and she quickly walked up to her, "Then I--"

Ding Yilin, who was close to Jiang Shu, gave Jiang Shu room to display.In an instant, she was caught backhanded by Jiang Shu. With a sound of "Dang", the knife fell to the ground. Seeing that Ding Yilin was still struggling, Jiang Shu unceremoniously kicked her again, and by the way lifted the knife a little further.

These people seem to have forgotten that when Jiang Shu first opened up the international market, it was a small-budget martial arts drama.

Xie Zhiyun directly picked up the knife that fell on the ground, and the blade lay across Ding Yilin's neck.The cold touch made Ding Yilin shrink back.

At this point, the absurdity is finally over, and everything is a foregone conclusion.

The signal in the mountains was better than what Jiang Shu had imagined. Xiao Zhu and the director team had already received Jiang Shu's news, and when they arrived, everything was settled.

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