Anecdotes between danmei writers and film stars

Ye Ning coded with headphones on, and the penguin was able to move.

After opening it, it was Mu Yan who posted the newly revised script in the group, notified that Bai Yi Media Building would gather after seven days, and set off for Hengshan Film and Television City together.

The company gave Mu Yan three months to film this drama, and it will be broadcast as it is filmed.

This method satisfies the appetite of the audience, but it is also easy to change the script due to differences of opinion among the audience.

He turned off QQ and closed the computer again.

He hasn't been with the crew for a long time. First, his mental state is not good, and second, he is tired of always changing his original outline.

But this time is different, this time there is Mu Qiu in the crew.

Thinking of this, Ye Ning lay down in front of the desk and fell asleep.

【"He doesn't know martial arts." Tianshu said coldly.

"Oh...Young Master Tianshu doesn't know something. The most evil way of their demon sect's soul-killing mentality is that the higher you practice, the less you can detect your inner strength. Am I right, Master Gu?" Yu An said as soon as she finished speaking , and quickly threw two plum darts at Ye Ning.

With a sound of "ding", the thin-edged sword was unsheathed, and the two plum-blossom darts had been shot down.

"Master Tianshu, is your Yumen going to protect this monster?" Yu Ansheng said coldly.

Murong Ruoshui stood in front of Gu Niancheng with his sword, and looked at Yu Ansheng calmly.

"Gu Jiaozhu is a good way to make our young master Tianshu so determined..." Yu Ansheng sneered.

"Definitely the demon sect's demon law! That demon is best at the art of seductiveness, look at this little boy with a pretty face..." The chubby man laughed.

Yeoning knows what's going on in the dream's plot next.

Although he was 120 unwilling, his hand had already been raised automatically, and Bai Lian in his sleeve attacked Murong Ruoshui like a snake.

Get out of here!He yelled in his heart.

"Shh!"

Murong Ruoshui slowly turned around holding the sword and looked at the person behind him in surprise.

Ye Ning lowered his eyes, his right hand was holding on to Sanchi Bailian dripping with blood.

Murong Ruoshui lowered his head slowly, there was a big blood-red hole in his ribs!

"Brother!" Dongfang Bai yelled sharply, flying to catch his fallen body.

"idiot."

He looked at Murong Ruoshui coldly, and said sarcastically: "Didn't those old things in Yumen teach you not to leave your backs to the enemy?" Ye Ning woke up.

His back was drenched in cold sweat.

He wiped his face, rushed to the bathroom, and turned on the shower.

"Whoa Whoah"

The water rushed against him, but it couldn't wash away the tremor in his heart.

How could there be someone as stupid as Murong Ruoshui.

With his martial arts, how could he not notice the sneak attack behind him.

How much trust did he give Gu Niancheng?That's why I handed over my back to him so reassuringly.

Ye Ning turned off the shower and walked to the mirror, the face of the person in the mirror was as pale as a ghost.

Thinking of Murong Ruoshui's rib injury, he suddenly punched the mirror.

"Whoa-"

The entire mirror was shattered.

He stood there thinking in a daze, and was suddenly embraced into a warm embrace.

"Ye Ning!"

Mu Qiu called him anxiously.

Ye Ning looked up at him in a daze, and stretched out his hand to touch his face, the blood on his hand stained Mu Qiu's cheek red.

"Murong..."

He couldn't help murmuring.

Mu Qiu's body froze, and then he hugged him even harder.

"You're hurt, I'll help you bandage."

He said in a deep voice.

Ye Ning looked down at his hands, and suddenly came back to his senses, breaking free from Mu Qiu's embrace.

"No need, I just entered the play when I was trying to figure out the script, hehe, did it scare you?"

He said with a smile, took the bath towel hanging on the wall and put it on, walked out, and said casually, "Why did you come in suddenly?"

Mu Qiu followed behind him, "I went downstairs to pour water, and I heard movement in your room."

"Okay. The mirror in the bathroom is broken. I may have to borrow your bathroom to wash up tomorrow."

He wiped his hair.

"Ah."

Mu Qiu glanced at him and walked out.

Ye Ning stopped wiping and lay down on the bed.

He didn't dare to sleep again, he was afraid that he would fall into a dream again and be unable to distinguish reality.

"Ye Ning."

Mu Qiu's voice came from next to his ear.

X's!Not only do I have hallucinations now, do I have auditory hallucinations?

He thought a little angrily.

Opening his eyes, he saw Mu Qiu leaning on top of him.

Mu Qiu reached out to pull him up, sat beside him, opened the medicine box, and carefully applied the medicine to him.

Ye Ning looked at his handsome profile, "Mu Qiu, do you always treat everyone like this?"

Mu Qiu shook his head, raised his head and stared at him.

Ye Ning lowered his eyes, "I'm not gay."

"Neither do I."

he said quietly.

Mu Qiu left the room with the medicine box in hand, and closed the door of his room before leaving.

Ye Ning opened his eyes and fell asleep until dawn.

After seven days of neither salty nor bland, it was the day of departure.

Ye Ning wandered into the bathroom in Mu Qiu's room half asleep, brushing his teeth with a toothbrush.

Mu Qiu was also brushing his teeth, but Ye Ning didn't see him.

He nodded his head, swayed his body, and brushed his hands.

Mu Qiu put his head on his shoulder, hurriedly finished washing, turned his head, and sure enough Ye Ning had closed his eyes to meet Duke Zhou.

He carefully took Ye Ning's toothbrush out of his mouth, put one hand under his armpit, picked him up horizontally, and put him on his bed.

When Ye Ning woke up again, the sun had already set.

He missed the time when the crew set off together, so he probably had to take a car to the film and television city by himself.

Thinking this way, he opened the door and walked downstairs, only to see Mu Qiu sitting in the living room, looking at the manuscript.

"Why didn't you go?"

He was stunned.

"Wait for you."

Mu Qiu put down the manuscript and went upstairs.

Ye Ning slapped his forehead, rushed back to the room and hurriedly packed his luggage.

The person who came to pick them up was Mu Qiu's manager, Jin Xuan.

Jin Xuan is a man from the Northeast, and when he saw him, he smiled heartily, "Mr. Ye, Mu Qiu said you were sick, are you feeling better now?"

His standard Mandarin, with a clear front and back nasal voice, is in sharp contrast to Ye Ning's thick southern flat accent.

"I'm all right."

Ye Ning replied with a smile.

He has been afraid to sleep for the past few days, so his spirit is not very good.

"Go to sleep for a while."

Mu Qiu said lightly.

It takes five hours to drive from N City to Hengshan Film and Television City.

Ye Ning nodded gently, leaned on the seat, and fell asleep.

Mu Qiu sat beside him, and put his head on her shoulder.

Jin Xuan looked at the rearview mirror in astonishment, and gave a cold stare after receiving Mu Qiu's warning.

Be good, the film king is coming out of the closet.