actor is not human

"Ah, Fu Jiucheng, what's wrong with the corner of your mouth?" The makeup artist took a powder puff and looked at the gap around Fu Jiucheng's mouth. It was a small piece, but it was ambiguous enough.

Fu Jiucheng touched it with his hand, and smiled at the makeup artist embarrassedly: "Sorry, I probably got knocked yesterday, and I thought there would be no marks left."

The makeup artist looked at it in distress, and said helplessly: "Then there can only be two more layers of powder on here, it's quite obvious here, how could it be like this..."

The speaker had no intention but the listener had the intention, Lin Mulin stood beside him and let out a cold snort.

Hit it?

It must have been knocked by Bai Qing's teeth!

These two people also said that they are really okay. If they are really okay, can so many things happen?If someone sees it, I don't know how to deal with it.

If she wasn't painting her eyelashes right now, Bai Qing would really want to roll her eyes.

How could he not know what Fu Jiucheng was thinking?It is clear that just a swipe of the finger can make the not obvious traces disappear completely, so he insists on keeping it like this.

If you keep it, keep it, and you have to be seen by others.

No matter what the two said in the morning, Lin Mulin always looked like "I don't listen, I don't listen". One is 1.8 meters tall and the other is 1.9 meters tall. Looking at Lin Mulin who is 1.7 meters and five meters tall, he shakes his head, as if watching holding a tumbler.

Bai Qing's make-up artist kept on putting on makeup, and casually mentioned Jian Lingli's affairs, "Bai Qing, did you hear Jian Lingli's mischief yesterday?"

Bai Qing followed the make-up artist's strength to turn half of her face sideways. After applying the lipstick, she sipped her lips and asked, "What happened? I fell asleep yesterday and didn't hear anything."

The makeup artist originally had a lot of opinions on Jian Lingli, and Bai Qing's obedient and obedient appearance was too soft-hearted, so he just poured it all out: "Damn, didn't I just say that you all joined the group?" The news is not public, you and Fu Jiucheng haven't made it public yet, but Jian Lingli took advantage of her madness that day and no one paid attention to her, so she took a selfie with makeup and sent it out."

When the crew found out about this, they were stunned. They were so crazy that day, and they were so full of heart to make things happen.

The stylist put a hood on Bai Qing's head, and couldn't hold back the topic: "It's strange, everyone only found out yesterday. Originally, Director Shi planned to replace her. If you really want to change it, it will take a long time.”

After so much time, everything has become a foregone conclusion.Weibo finally returned to normal, and the topic of #见玲丽参演《恶段山河》# suddenly rushed to the second place. If there is no support behind it, at least the people in the crew don’t believe it.

Bai Qing glanced at the second-most-searched topic on the stylist's mobile phone, seeing all the congratulations and expectations inside, couldn't hold back a sneer.

Seeing that the ambition is indeed not small, after so many times, it still sticks to people like a dog's skin plaster and refuses to leave?It seems that the toss is not enough.

Fu Jiucheng had already prepared his pose, stood behind Bai Qing and took a look, and exchanged glances with Bai Qing who raised his head.

The famous actress with a soft figure put her hand on the arm of the high-spirited general, her fingers were soft and gentle, and she walked forward half a step or so with a flickering step.

The person who was supposed to be in the lowest position actually put his hand on the hand that held the knife and gun. It was not only a visual impact, but also a spiritual shock.

Just like what should be in the play, they have always tried to fight against the world.

Shi Wugen, who was bothered by Jian Lingli's nonsense, looked at the two figures approaching slightly staggered, unconsciously loosened his brows, and unconsciously lowered his voice a few pitches, as if he was afraid of affecting the The years between the two are quiet and good: "Okay, is today's condition okay?"

Bai Qing glanced at Shiwugen out of the corner of his eye, took his hand from Fu Jiucheng's, touched his temples, and said mockingly between his brows, "What's the use if it's good?"

Fu Jiucheng smiled, and even the cold and hard facial contours softened a lot, and stroked Bai Qing's sleeves: "If Yunlou doesn't want to sing, he won't sing."

The two of them sang together, adding a non-existent scene to Mo Yunlou and Chang Mu.

Ordinary people would probably be embarrassed if they said a few strange words out of the blue, but these two seemed to have lived in troubled times, and what they said and did was what they should have been back then.

Shi Wugen once again lamented that this time it was a good match. As for Jian Lingli, it's okay to love it. When the clips are cut, there will be fewer shots of Cao Yanling, who is not much at all.

"Okay! Then let's start with the rivalry scene between Chang Mu and Mo Yunlou." Shi Wugen happily picked up the script, and the matter of Jian Lingli in his mind just now was thrown away.

They have two scenes to shoot today, and the one that is about to begin is Mo Yunlou's avoidance of suspicion after he found out that Chang Mu had a marriage contract. It's not urgent, as long as Chang Mu didn't die at the door, he was not allowed to be notified.

This paragraph is also where the conflict between the two people lies.

"Is it all right?" Shi Wugen looked at the two of them, completely unable to feel any lingering sentimentality that should have existed, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Bai Qing smiled and said, "This must be guaranteed with confidence, don't worry."

Having cooperated with Bai Qing once, he also knew Bai Qing's temperament. Shi Wugen loosened his brows and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

"Scene [-] of "Soulbreak Mountain and River" takes four shots once, Action!"

**

Standing at the door, Chang Mu looked at the sweaty brows of the two boys who blocked him, but refused to let him in.

"Tell Boss Mo that it's Chang Mu." Chang Mu patiently repeated what he said just now. The two boys in front of him were not familiar, nor did they not know him.

One of the children lowered his eyebrows and did not speak, while the other was bouncing around but couldn't say anything.

Chang Mu frowned, stroked the gun at his waist with his fingers, and then slowly put it down.

As Yunlou said, the pear garden is the dirtiest and cleanest place, a place that can't be touched by any gunpowder or war.

After a stalemate for a while, the little boy who had lowered his head seemed to have made a lot of determination, looked up at Chang Mu, and said calmly: "Boss Mo said that anyone who comes to the theater is a guest, and the Liyuan is not closed. Thank you for the reason. But Master Chang, are you really a guest?"

Quan Liyuan, as long as he is not stupid, knows that Chang Mu's heart is not in the play at all, but in Mo Yunlou.

Is it really a guest?

Did you really come to listen to the show?

All Chang Mu's patience was exhausted by this sentence, he didn't care about the obstruction of the two children, relying on his height and long legs, he passed them with one step, and went straight in: "Yunlou!"

When the two boys saw that they didn't stop him, they thought it was bad, and they didn't care about the etiquette, so they rushed up and wanted to grab Chang Mu's arm.

There was such a commotion downstairs that it was impossible for those upstairs not to hear it.

"Okay." Mo Yunlou's voice suddenly came from the second floor, full of exhaustion, and with a faint nasal voice, "Master Chang, just stand here, don't go any further."

Master Chang.

Chang Mu didn't know how long it took him to coax and coax him to get a "Mu Lang" from Mo Yunlou's mouth. This young master Chang, who was neither salty nor insipid, was neither overstepping the rules nor getting close, but he was back to the very beginning.

Chang Mu looked up at Mo Yunlou standing on the second floor. Mo Yunlou was not wearing a costume today, but was wearing a long robe loosely. When the breeze blows, the empty robe dangles, as if at any time All go with the wind.

Chang Mu knew that Mo Yunlou was thin and weak, but he never thought that he would lose his appearance after a few days.Even the eyes made of two sky-replenishing stones left by Nu Wa to mend the sky have lost any aura.

"Yunlou." Chang Mu smiled shyly, as if returning to the time when the two first met, "Is it my fault?"

Is it because I haven't been here for so long?

Mo Yunlou coughed twice, tightened his outer robe, and clenched the railing with his fingers, the patterns carved on it were deeply imprinted into the palm of his hand.Only in this way can he calm down.

Mo Yunlou responded lightly: "Master Chang, Yunlou won't be on stage for a few days. There's no need to come."

Coincidentally avoided that ambiguous blame.

"Then I'll come back in a few days." Chang Mu interrupted Mo Yunlou, looking at the people on the second floor with burning eyes.

Mo Yunlou put away the weeping look that was about to appear uncontrollably, and replied coldly: "If Master Chang came for Yunlou, then there is no need to come again."

"Cloud House..."

"Master Chang, walls have ears. Yunlou only wants to sing, and it can only sing. Besides, Yunlou has no heart and no time to take care of it. Young Master Chang just needs to guard Miss Cao, so there is no need to come to Xunyunlou for fun. If Young Master Chang can't bear to be lonely, there will be plenty of swallows, reds, willows and greens by the Qin River."

Mo Yunlou's sentences were resounding, and one could not find any mistakes in every word.

Chang Mu stared blankly at Mo Yunlou turning around, and the pear-wood carved door quietly closed, only shutting one of them on this side and the other on the other side.

"Master Chang, Boss Mo asked me to give it to you." The woman who came down from upstairs was holding a tray covered with red velvet cloth, and a sandalwood box was neatly placed on it.

Chang Mu almost pulled out the gun, but finally suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is it?"

The woman shook her head and sent the tray forward: "Boss Mo usually keeps this box well and takes care of it by himself. He never even opened it in front of us or let us touch it."

This time too, Mo Yunlou carefully took down the sandalwood box on the top of the jewelry box, resolutely put it on the tray, and asked her to bring it down to Chang Mu.

Chang Mu reached out and took the box tremblingly, caressing the fine patterns on it, took several deep breaths before he dared to open the box.

Inside the box was a gold hairpin, lying quietly in the flannel.

At the end of the golden hairpin is engraved a phoenix falling in the clouds, perched on the top of the building that is also hidden in the clouds.

"Yunlou, Yunlou. Your name is good. The rings and hairpins that those people voted for were all bought from everywhere. If I were to throw a hairpin for you, it must be in your name and reflect your people."

This Yunlou phoenix hairpin, the only one in the world, was inserted on Mo Yunlou's head by himself.

Only this one!

"Mo Yunlou, what do you mean by that!" Chang Mu couldn't control his anger any longer, he held the golden hairpin tightly, and the little boy behind him had already started to surround him and ask him to go out.

Chang Mu pushed away the children who wanted to take him away, and rushed upstairs like a whirlwind. The evil aura on his body was so strong that people along the way only dared to avoid and dare not stop them, for fear of being affected.

Walking all the way to the familiar door, Chang Mu didn't dare to knock on the door, and only dared to ask sadly: "Mo Yunlou, what do you mean by this... Who else can use this hairpin except you. ... If you don't want it, I will lose it!"

Mo Yunlou's usual voice came from the room, as if he didn't care at all: "Master Chang, you know Yunlou's habit."

Yes, I know that Mo Yunlou will find all the hairpin rings thrown on the stage and send them back to their original owners one by one. Not ambiguous.

"But that's someone else, Yunlou, am I someone else?" Chang Mu pressed his forehead against the door, his voice was low, almost begging.

The voice from Mo Yunlou interrupted Chang Mu's last illusion: "Except for Yunlou himself, everyone else is someone else. Go back to Master Chang, don't make Miss Cao wait."

"Miss Cao, Miss Cao! If you feel uncomfortable, you can just say it!" Chang Mu angrily beat the carved pear wood door. This marriage contract was not what he wanted, and all he needed was time. Can protect Mo Yunlou, "Why do you..."

Why can't we just wait for him?Why bother to torture yourself and him?

"Yunlou is an opera singer, so he knows it, so don't get too deep into the drama."

No, enter the play?

"You think I'm just playing with you?"

"Young master Chang can touch his heart and say that this is not a joke?"

There was silence.

Everyone only saw the angry Chang Mu bent the golden hairpin and threw it into a ditch aside, but no one saw Mo Yunlou standing behind the door, with his mouth full of tears, slowly sliding down to sit on the ground .

Don't get too deep into the drama.

No.

[The author has something to say: As for this, Mo Yunlou and Chang Mu, is it better to write like this or I will write a separate episode for everyone to read?Would it be embarrassing hahahaha. 】