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Song Mingxuan knew it, the first impression was unreliable, and the new male lead was a duplicity, why "again"?

The duanfang he thought was a black-bellied man who likes to play tricks on others.

And the object being teased... It doesn't matter if you don't mention it.

Song Mingxuan looked at the artificially made snow flakes. The ground had long been covered with a thick layer of snow, and the branches in front of the inn were covered with snowdrifts, covering the spores on them.

Suddenly, he felt a bone-piercing chill in his neck, and he shook angrily, "Yuanchou!"

He looked at the person calmly withdrew his cold hand: "Why are you in a daze? Didn't you hear the staff call you?"

Song Mingxuan frowned: "Is there?"

"The filming has started." Yuanchou readily explained his doubts, and even added to the flames, "It was me."

"You..." Song Mingxuan didn't know that the other party was deliberately teasing him.

Yuanchou was quickly called by the staff to shoot the first scene, and Song Mingxuan had to wait a little longer before it was his turn to appear.

You can watch the filming of the predecessors. As an acting rookie, he can have multiple references, but it would be nice if the other party is normal. He looked at the script to be filmed today.

[On a sunny day, Yangle County is wrapped in red and plain, and it looks extremely enchanting. The fine snow is still falling, and the rising air in the world is all condensed into fog.

Qi Zhiqiu shivered and wiped the cold tabletop in the Wangfu Inn with a dusty rag, his hands that had been working all the year round were frozen red.

Don't expect any visitors on such a cold day. After cleaning the hotel perfunctorily, he looked outside the inn.

Just in time, I saw a luxurious carriage driving slowly in the ice and snow, and I could faintly hear the melodious sound of Feng Xiao echoing, as if there was a faint fragrance floating in the cold snow.

Qi Zhiqiu couldn't care less about having a headache from last night, so he hurried to the door to greet the guests.

Sure enough, the carriage stopped at the door of the inn.

The scent became more intense, and he couldn't tell what it was, but he thought it was the best scent he had ever smelled.

The curtain on the carriage was raised, and a beauty's face fell into his eyes. Seeing him, the beauty asked softly, "Shopkeeper, do you still have a guest room here?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qi Zhiqiu hurriedly replied, and when he was about to say something, the shopkeeper of Wangfu Inn pushed him away and greeted him flatteringly.

He tactfully moved aside, and was called upon by the shopkeeper to take care of the carriage for the guests. 】

The first scene was successfully completed.

Song Mingxuan, who was on the sidelines, also had to prepare for the second scene. He noticed that Yuanchou rubbed his hands. In order to show the truth as much as possible, the other party soaked his hands in ice water for a while. His slender fingers It's still red now, he thought about it and called his assistant Zhang Yang.

The second play begins.

[Qi Zhiqiu led the horse to the stable, because it was a distinguished guest, and he used the best alfalfa grass with a proper amount of coarse grains and poured it into the manger, so that he could take care of it.

He thought that he had stayed too long and the shopkeeper could not find anyone, so it was time to scold him, so he rushed to the guest room in a hurry. The stable was not in the inn, it was a specially opened place to store the travel gear of the guests. He locked the door and walked in. Before crossing the trail and reaching the door of the inn, the whole person suddenly froze in place.

Follow his blank gaze.

It turned out that there was a person walking with an umbrella holding on to the umbrella with a smile, and the faint cold fragrance was spreading in the dark. When it came to a close, the snow on the umbrella was like blown pear blossoms, like floating in the night sky. falling like a meteor.

Qi Zhiqiu has never seen such a good-looking person, just like the peony flower that he met by chance, blooming pure and clear.

The man's starry eyes reflected his stupidity. 】

"Cut!" the director shouted excitedly.

Song Mingxuan flicked his wide sleeves immediately, and the belt and hem flowed along with it, as if it were a rippling lake.

Just now, in order to reflect the scene of snow falling from the oil-paper umbrella, he turned around a little bit, and some snow accidentally got through his wrist and fell into the dark sleeve.

The beauty who was like a banished fairy, because of her indecent actions, destroyed this burning temperament like a moonlight.

The Qi Zhiqiu actor, who should be more down-to-earth, has lost his cordiality, and his long and slender eyelashes are drooping, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Brother Xuan, I bought chilblain ointment." Zhang Yang found Song Mingxuan from outside the set, "Brother, the temperature is not low here, why did you ask me to buy it? Your hands have frostbite?"

Song Mingxuan took the medicine bag, turned around and met the gaze of the person who had raised his head: "There is no one around you, I see that your hands are red from the cold, if you don't take precautions, you may get frostbite, you can use it to apply it."

His hand that delivered the medicine stayed in the air for a moment, before Yuanchou on the other side hesitated and said: "The money for the medicine..."

Song Mingxuan waved his hand: "No need."

"Thank you." Yuanchou had a smile on his lips, which was fleeting.

Song Mingxuan was slightly taken aback, although it was short-lived, the stretch of brows and eyebrows at that moment still fell into his eyes, which was strangely beautiful.

Being in the entertainment circle with the most handsome men and beautiful women, although he has not seen many beauties, the ones he has seen are basically those who are at the top, such as Jiaxianyu, Luo Zhiyu, Zhao Qishu... not to mention Shu Ling , the other party's Yan caused a sensation when he debuted.

Song Mingxuan secretly murmured in his heart that in the future, he might add Yuanchou, which would amaze even a big man with straight male aesthetics, and he might not be a male or female killer in the future.

He actually forgot himself, with the team specially assigned to him by Shuling Studio, the makeup artist and stylist according to the advantages of his face, after dressing up, he seems to be a person who can rely on his appearance.

Filming is hard and boring. Fortunately, the places where they film are not too remote, and they don’t suffer much. Although the crew doesn’t have much money and the box lunch is unpalatable, Song Mingxuan, who has a team, still has the ability to make small mistakes.

Ke Yun, who appeared later, also joined the crew during the period, and with more acquaintances, Song Mingxuan's life was much more interesting.

Ke Yun was chatty as usual, and she was familiar with herself, and soon got along with the crew.

"Come on, our Chu Meiren is here to answer the fans' questions."

Song Mingxuan was in a daze in the dressing room, but the door was pushed open. Ke Yun came in and stretched out the script in front of him, flirting with him without a clue. Provoked, inexplicably showing a sense of aggression.

Ke Yun blinked, and said with a guilty conscience: "Hey, Mingxuan, fans care about you very much."

Song Mingxuan let him go for now: "What's the problem?"

"That is, what is your understanding of the relationship between Chu Lizui and Qi Zhiqiu?" Ke Yun pondered.

Song Mingxuan: "A bosom friend who can entrust his life to him."

"Then do you think Fu Liuhua still loves Hua Feiyao?" Ke Yun continued to ask.

Song Mingxuan asked back: "As the person playing Fu Liuhua, are you not clear?"

Ke Yun laughed: "Of course, ashes return to ashes." The topic changed immediately, "But I want to hear your opinions from outsiders. Although I am also an outsider, I still want to hear more about how to participate in "Peerless Master" together. "Does the actor have any other understanding."

Song Mingxuan: "You might as well ask the original author."

Ke Yun suddenly realized: "Yes."

Song Mingxuan answered again: "I think Fu Liuhua is disheartened and doesn't love her anymore."

Ke Yun: "Huh?"

Song Mingxuan: "Yuanchou is here, so you don't have any questions to ask him?"

"It's really a good hand to change the subject." Ke Yun muttered, but in action, he obediently approached the newcomer, and the staff behind him chased after him holding up the camera.

Song Mingxuan thought that he could have a moment of leisure, but who knew that the two men came towards him, and his eyes happened to meet Yuanchou who hadn't removed her make-up.

Today, the other party took a picture of changing clothes and making trouble. He was dressed in dark purple and black, and dressed like a devil. According to the original book, Qi Zhiqiu really wanted the world to misunderstand him, lest a bunch of people come to him at that time. Troublesome Jianghu people, there is no reason for the devil to kill people, even though things backfired in the end, he earned a reputation as a peerless master of meddling.

"There are crayfish for dinner today." Yuanchou lifted up his clothes and sat opposite Song Mingxuan.

Song Mingxuan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Yuanchou hooked her lips: "Really."

"Yuanchou paid for the meal himself." Ke Yun said faintly from the side, "Didn't you want to eat crayfish before?"

"Eh?" Song Mingxuan.

He had indeed thought about whether to open a small stove to get crayfish, but he thought it would be troublesome to deal with it.

"What a coincidence, you just said you wanted to eat crayfish but you didn't succeed, and someone bought crayfish out of their own pockets on your front foot. Mingxuan, do you think it's a coincidence?" Ke Yun's tone was sour, especially since he knew Song Mingxuan and Shu Ling Also closely related.

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