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As a straight man, Ke Yun still can't understand Song Mingxuan's popularity, and he clearly sees that everyone is a brother, so why does he have so many twists and turns in his heart, as if he has to spend a lifetime like finding a woman.

Perhaps his expression was a bit abnormal, and the eyes of the two people in the arena turned to him.

Suddenly becoming the focus, Ke Yun felt uncomfortable all over: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Mingxuan: "I smell vinegar."

"No!" Ke Yun frowned.

Yuanchou interjected at the right time: "You guys have known each other for a long time?"

Song Mingxuan: "I knew him about the same time as you."

Ke Yun thought of the farce of that party and agreed.

Yuanchou: "That's it."

Ke Yun: "But I've known Mingxuan for a long time. My sister is a fan of him and keeps talking about him in my ears all day long." She smiled rather apprehensively, "If you ask me Mingxuan's birthday, height, Blood type, favorite food, etc., I can probably answer it.”

Subsequent extras shooting video broadcast.

[Suddenly found that Song Mingxuan and Ke Yun are a little awkward]

〔Heroes see the same thing〕

[Ahhhhh, I can't help myself and want to stand evil. I taught it]

[Chu Lizui x Qi Zhiqiu official partner, I hope you know]

[Ming Xuan is actually playing Gong, these two are obviously little sisters!Can't move]

[Yuanchou is so beautiful, are you sure she's not playing Chu Lizui? 〕

[The name is also very beautiful, Yuanchou, the tragic second male in romance novels]

[Mingxuan is getting more and more beautiful, sucking saliva]

[Two big beauties woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[Ke Yun is such a cutie! 〕

[Yuanchou loves Mingxuan so much]

[Oh my God, Sister Ke Yun is actually Tangju! 〕

[Sister Ke Yun is a qualified sugar orange hhhhhh]

[In the original book, Qiuqiu also dotes on Chu Lizui a lot, it's so annoying, I want to attack how dote on him]

[Chu Lizui can't bear to be your sickly beauty? ! 〕

[Qiuqiu, be more aggressive!It’s fine to post upside down in the drama, but be more reserved in reality, mom doesn’t want you to suffer]

[Chu Lizui is a big trotter!Qiu Bao, don't fall into it! 〕

[Is the barrage crazy?A role is a role, an actor is an actor, please tell them apart! 〕

[I love May Mingchou! 〕

〔@宋明玄gong mom, your idol gong cp you want is here! 〕

[May Mingchou]

[May Mingsorrow May Mingsorrow]

The night in City B came a little early, probably because the greening was done well, the sky was still very clear, the moon was like a disk, and the mist was dark.

A large group of people sat in a circle, with pale incandescent lamps in the middle.

Song Mingxuan patiently peeled the juicy crayfish. Although it was a short break after work, everyone looked pretty good.

"Thank you Yuanchou for your crayfish."

"The crayfish are delicious, thank you Yuanchou."

"You bought the crayfish? I said why the director suddenly changed his gender."

"Why, eating box lunch wronged you?" The director stared.

The person who knew that he had said something wrong immediately turned back the slip of the tongue: "No, no, look at my cheap mouth!"

"Director, the box lunch you ordered tastes really good." Someone said.

"Yes, the box lunch is delicious."

The director snorted, everyone knows what the situation is like, and he doesn't force everyone to be the same, as long as they don't make mistakes in front of him.

"After eating, there is still a scene to shoot tonight, so hurry up." The director stopped eating shrimp and went down to get equipment and check props.

As soon as the director left, everyone began to bombard the person who said the wrong thing before: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

"Tonight's show is about to fall into the water, so remember to take precautions against catching a cold." The staff asked Song Mingxuan.

Towels and hot water are all ready, but ginger soup and cold medicine must be taken when going back to rest.

Song Mingxuan nodded to express his understanding. He was once again thankful to have a dedicated assistant by his side.

Ever since Zhang Yang learned that he was going to shoot a water scene at night, he had prepared a lot of things to prevent him from catching a cold, without his ordering.

From this aspect, it can also be seen that the other party is not the first time to be an artist assistant.

The people Shu Ling matched him with were not newcomers.

"Brother Xuan." Zhang Yang suddenly came over and said to him, "Boss Shu just asked the address of the hotel where you rested."

"Did you say it?" Song Mingxuan asked.

Zhang Yang looked at him carefully: "Say, say."

Song Mingxuan: "That's fine." He smiled, "I'm already very happy if you can tell me in advance, you don't have to be too nervous, after all, we are all working under Shu Ling."

Zhang Yang wriggled his lower lip, but was finally speechless.

Finish work early and leave early, and the falling water show will soon be on the agenda.

Song Mingxuan was wearing a thin robe, and the surrounding lighting and radios were all ready.

He stood by the pool and took a deep breath, and cast his eyes on Yuanchou who was standing in the distance. He couldn't see the face of the other party hidden in the shadow, and the surrounding staff looked serious.

Three, two, one... Bang!

The diving scene was not so easy, and the director stopped it several times.

Song Mingxuan was shivering wrapped in a towel, his whole body was already soaked, and the water meandered all over the ground.

Zhang Yang borrowed a hair dryer to dry his hair and clothes, and the hot air from the hair dryer dissipated a bit of the night chill.

Song Mingxuan wiped his face, then stood by the pool and jumped. Zhang Yang was a little worried while holding the towel.

In fact, he doesn't have to fight like this, if it doesn't work, just use a substitute.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and the camera passed through successfully.

However, Song Mingxuan couldn't immediately get rid of the chill in the next series.

Qi Zhiqiu will find Chu Lizui, rescue Chu Lizui who fell into the water, and then leave with him in his arms.

As for whether the princess should be hugged or carried, the director and screenwriter discussed for a while, and they all came over.

Wearing a soaked ancient costume, although Song Mingxuan is not heavy, it is a bit heavy with wet clothes. Yuanchou is a bit hard to hold, Song Mingxuan can feel the slight trembling of the hands holding him, if he is not a comatose person now , he really couldn't help but wanted to reach out and hug him tightly, afraid that he would be thrown out anytime, but the result was quite unexpected, although it seemed so difficult, Yuanchou didn't even have the slightest intention of letting go.

The back is much better.

It was already late at night when the scene was filmed.

Song Mingxuan was wrapped up in full armor by Zhang Yang and returned to the hotel. He didn't want to get sick, so he followed orders.

First, he went to the bathroom to take a comfortable hot bath. When he came out, Zhang Yangduan brought him a cup of cold medicine at a suitable temperature. He drank it while accepting his care.

His hair was blown to half-dry quickly, and the hand that shuttled through his hair made him drowsy.

Suddenly there were several knocks on the door.

Song Mingxuan recovered from his sleep, thinking of what Zhang Yang said earlier, he thought it was Shu Ling who had come here.

"Go back and rest first." He said to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang also wondered if he was the boss, and nodded when he heard his words. He still has some insight.

open the door.

Song Mingxuan sat by the bed and wiped her half-dried hair with a dry towel, and didn't turn her head when she heard footsteps: "You're here, wait for me to dry your hair."

"..."

The room was silent for a while.

Song Mingxuan felt that his hair was almost dry, so he put down the towel, and when he raised his eyes, the figure reflected in his eyes made him startled: "Is it you?"

"Who do you think I am?" The visitor keenly captured the meaning of his words.

Song Mingxuan looked over the other person's shoulder, Zhang Yang stood at the door and did not follow: "No, I thought you should go to bed, why did you come to my place?" He signaled Zhang Yang to leave first.

"I'll take a look."

Song Mingxuan: "Oh."

The shadow approached, and the visitor took a few steps closer.

Song Mingxuan looked at the man standing under the light with an indisputable expression, his soft long hair hung around his waist, reflecting the faint light: "Are you here to care about me?"

"Your lips turned white during tonight's scene." Yuanchou raised the bag in his left hand, "So I went to a nearby pharmacy to buy some cold medicine and antipyretics."

Song Mingxuan smiled: "Thank you." He took the medicine and seemed to remember something, "You went to buy it at night alone?"

Yuanchou's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't answer.

Song Mingxuan touched his face: "Hey, didn't I say that I have prepared something to prevent colds? Why do you still..."

Yuanchou stopped, the medicine bag and Song Mingxuan's hand missed: "I'm nosy."

Song Mingxuan immediately grabbed hold of it: "I didn't mean that!" He glared at him angrily, "I thank you for everything!"

Yuanchou put one hand in his trouser pocket, looking down at him almost condescendingly.

Song Mingxuan was startled.

"What's your relationship with Shu Ling?" Yuanchou asked suddenly.

Song Mingxuan felt a little uncomfortable with his attitude, but she still calmed down and said, "Subordinates?"

Yuanchou saw through Song Mingxuan's faint dissatisfaction almost instantly, and he didn't explain much, just leaned slightly, his eyes met those of the sitting person, his black hair slipped down with his movements, and wrapped around Song Mingxuan's arms and thighs.

Song Mingxuan's pupils widened slightly.

"Let's terminate the contract with Shu Ling earlier." Yuan Chou lowered his eyes and touched the red and moist lips in front of him, a faint anxiety flashed in his mind, "The person he offended may affect you."

Song Mingxuan's tense breathing slowly exhaled because of the last words of the other party: "You..."

However, at this moment there was a sound of a door being slammed against the wall.

Both Song Mingxuan and Yuanchou were taken aback, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the place where the loud noise was made.

The hotel corridor was brightly lit, penetrating menacingly into the room. There was a person standing against the light at the door, blocking the view of the outside world.

Shu, Shu Ling... Song Mingxuan didn't know why he stuttered, he felt that this scene was a bit familiar, as if he had returned to the time when he first time traveled and was caught raped.

He subconsciously tugged on the bathrobe, because of the previous actions, most of his chest had been exposed, and he was alone with Yuanchou, and it was the posture of him sitting on the bed and the other standing on the bed.

It seems that there is no need to guess whether Shu Ling will misunderstand.

"I have something to do with that, Yuanchou, why don't you go back first?" Song Mingxuan started to chase people away.

Yuanchou looked at him meaningfully, until he looked uncomfortable and said: "What are you afraid of?"

Shu Ling walked in, and when she heard their conversation, the impatience between her brows became real: "Who are you?"

Yuanchou ignored Song Mingxuan, who wanted to calm things down, and confronted the third party: "Yuanchou."

"I've never heard of it." Shu Ling said coldly.

Yuanchou didn't mind his contempt, and smiled lightly: "You will remember it firmly."

Shu Ling's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the very confident Yuanchou, and said indifferently: "It's not worth it." Then she looked at Song Mingxuan who was huddled beside her, pretending to be a quail, "Come with me or should I take you?"

Yuanchou frowned: "What are you going to do to Mingxuan?"

Shu Ling's expression was cold: "Too much."

"I'll go with you." Song Mingxuan stood up and inserted into the confrontation between the two.

Shu Ling's brows were slightly relaxed.

Yuanchou grabbed Song Mingxuan's wrist suddenly.