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Regarding what Qiao Qingyang said, Fang Ze only digested half of it. Fang Ze would not say that he believed or disbelieved things like supernatural events. Fang Ze can only act as if nothing happened.

The good news is that he no longer has to guess about Qiao Qingyang, the information of the two has been unified, and he doesn't have to chase him to stop drinking. Qiao Qingyang consciously avoids alcohol, consciously closes the door at night, and knocks on the door every night to tell him to close it. Good door, in a trance, Fang Ze had the illusion that his mother lived next door.

But in the gradually calm and normal things, there will always be some ripples.Since talking with Qiao Qingyang, they have lived in peace for two weeks. They are not considered close but also normal friends. When filming, they are getting better and better, sparks are everywhere, and there is a taste of lovers, but next time The game will immediately switch to friend mode.

The private relationship between the two is better, but there is no intimacy.This doesn't affect other people, but it's worrying Jiang Lai who is holding the camera every day. She looks at the two people sitting side by side in front of her, chatting with each other. They are too calm and normal, and there is no pink bubble at all. .

Jiang Lai bit his lip, "Can you two get a little closer." A train can be driven in the middle.

Fang Ze's eyes finally pulled out from the phone screen, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Lai, and said, "This is already very close, what else do you want, negative distance?"

Negative... distance?Jiang Lai's ears were a little red. She knew that Fang Ze's mouth was not serious, and he wanted to drive a car with ten or eight sentences. Nothing has changed.

Qiao Qingyang didn't like him like this. He didn't say anything but moved the seat close to Fang Ze, and stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms. The movement of embracing his shoulders was so natural that Fang Ze wanted to suspect that this person was Qiao Qingyang who went crazy at night.

Qiao Qingyang ignored Fang Ze and looked at Jiang Lai, "Let's shoot, let's go and rest after shooting."

Fang Ze raised his eyebrows, "Are you still so caring?"

Qiao Qingyang still hugged Fang Ze, "You should also talk about professional ethics, and cooperate when it is time to cooperate."

"But don't you think the resulting picture would be awkward?" Fang Ze said, and looked at Jiang Lai. Jiang Lai looked at the picture in the camera, and there was indeed some disharmony. There was always a feeling that it was done deliberately , a discerning eye can see it at a glance.

Fang Ze pushed Qiao Qingyang's arm away, "The audience are not fools, although there are quite a few people speculating on CP wheat bran now, but which couple is really close, and which couple is from a show, everyone can tell." It can be seen that we can do whatever we want, lest our cooperation be counterproductive."

Fang Ze didn't deliberately make it difficult for Jiang Lai, but he knew that this kind of thing would not work well. Although he hadn't taken a serious role in two years, he had seen how his brothers and sisters became popular and confused, and they had a good relationship with each other. Two people naturally have intimacy, and two people who have a normal relationship can still be awkward on the screen when they hug each other.

Qiao Qingyang was a little surprised, "You still have research on these?"

Fang Ze looked angry, "I have never eaten pork or seen a pig running. I have been in the company for two years, and I am not a newcomer."

This appearance of being despised by the other party made Fang Ze very upset, but Qiao Qingyang did not despise it, it was just a little unexpected, but after thinking about it, he agreed, "That's right, our relationship is not close."

Fang Ze rolled his eyes at him, "It's not intimate at all!"

Qiao Qingyang smiled, "It's up to you."

Fang Ze made a "cut", but there seemed to be something wrong with the game on the phone. He immediately approached Qiao Qingyang to ask him, and Qiao Qingyang also turned his head to give him some advice. Together, the picture...is much more harmonious than before.

Jiang Lai glanced at the camera and looked at them again, frowning, thinking: I really don't understand these two people.

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The situation was gradually calming down and getting better, but there were still some discordant ripples.

Today is a big night scene. The king of Wei and the soldiers on the battlefield drink together and throw bowls together to boost morale and fight against the enemy. This scene is not complicated, but there are a lot of people going out of the country. Good field control.The director wanted to go through it all over again, telling the prop team and the on-site producer not to make trouble, but the more he told, the more likely it was to go wrong. I don't know which prop master actually poured real wine into Qiao Qingyang's wine bowl.

This play is still over.Qiao Qingyang tasted the wine, but in order not to delay everyone's progress, he gritted his teeth and drank the bowl of wine, and finished his lines emotionally.As the wine bowl fell to the ground, the director finally yelled "Pass", but after everyone relaxed, Qiao Qingyang's expression turned serious.

This is the last scene, a night scene, and it's past 12 o'clock in the morning. Qiao Qingyang drank again, but he was in a dangerous state. He left the staff who brought the water and ran directly to the dressing room. I was in a hurry to remove my makeup and go back to the hotel. If "he" appeared here, it would be really noisy.

Fang Ze didn't leave the set because he wanted to make up a shot that wasn't shot yesterday. He was filming in group B. He wanted to come over after the shoot to see how the progress was going. He happened to see Qiao Qingyang running away in a hurry. powder room.

"What happened to him?" Fang Ze asked the prop master next to him.

The prop master turned his head and glanced at Qiao Qingyang's back, "It should be because he was in a hurry to remove his makeup. Wearing armor on a hot day is very hot."

"That's it." Fang Ze nodded, thinking about going to remove his makeup, but when he turned his eyes, he caught the wine jug in the prop master's hand. He smelled the wine inside, and his heart suddenly sank, and he asked subconsciously: " Real wine was used in this scene?"

The prop master shook his head, "No, this is from the day before yesterday, and it has not been taken back."

Fang Ze was relieved that he didn't drink the real wine, but he just turned his head and saw the fragments on the ground. At this time, Fang Ze was extremely sensitive to the smell of alcohol. He went to pick up the fragments with the prop master, and he could smell the wine on it.

"Who threw this bowl, Qiao Qingyang?" Fang Ze subconsciously asked the prop master.

The prop master nodded, "Well, it belongs to Teacher Qiao."

It belonged to Qiao Qingyang!

Fang Ze's eyes widened, and he ran to the dressing room. Now he is on the set, Gou Jing, the director and others are all there, if Qiao Qingyang goes crazy, it's okay, don't make a mess!

Fang Ze, who was worried about Qiao Qingyang, didn't think much about it, he just wanted to go to the dressing room and take that little lunatic away, so that he wouldn't cause anything that couldn't be dealt with. He forgot that the man was pestering him before when.After breaking into the dressing room, he shut the door firmly. It seems that Qiao Qingyang had already invited the make-up artist out before.

Fang Ze heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around to look for Qiao Qingyang in the dressing room. The whole dressing room was empty, and he still didn't know where he was hiding.

"Qiao Qingyang? It's me, I'm Fang Ze." Fang Ze took a few steps forward.

"Qiao Qingyang?" Fang Ze frowned, he thought for a while, and changed his address, "I am the king, I am Ling'er."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a shadow under his feet, and there was a sound behind him. Fang Ze understood it as soon as he raised his head, but before he could turn his head, a person rushed over and hugged him tightly. In his arms, his head was still buried in his neck, exhaling hot air.

"Leng'er, you're finally here." It was Qiao Qingyang's voice.