whose white moonlight

For the next two days, Murphy stayed in his room, devoting himself to preparing for the new role.

The movie is called "Qing Lan". It is adapted from a popular novel recently, so the plot is not a secret. Murphy quickly found relevant information on the Internet. Although he didn't have time to read the novel from the beginning, he also learned about it. perhaps.The role she was going to audition for was said to be the second female lead, but in fact the part of the role was not much different from the heroine, it felt like a double heroine.

In the process of searching, Murphy also found that "Qing Lan" is indeed a popular work, and the discussion is extremely high. As soon as the news that it was adapted into a movie and started casting, it quickly became a hot topic on various websites and forums.

She casually went to Weibo and clicked into the topic to browse, but unexpectedly got a lot of information.For example, the actors and actresses of the leading actors and actresses have been initially finalized, but as soon as the news came out, fans of the original book were seriously dissatisfied. For example, the supporting roles in the book are also very good, and they also have a strong Mifensi group, so the casting of other characters has also attracted much attention. Everyone nominated the most suitable actor in their hearts in the topic. According to simple statistics, for the most important supporting role, that is, Qiao Linghe, the character Murphy will be auditioning for, there is a high demand for Wen Wanlai to play the role.

Although I haven't read the original work, but thinking about Wen Wan's appearance in acting, combined with fragments of the script to make up my mind, it's really... very suitable.

Murphy closed the webpage and opened the script again. When he saw every word Qiao Linghe said and even every action prompt, he couldn't help but want to smile.

At noon, Mo Fei simply made fried rice for himself. After filling it up, he brought it upstairs. He checked the time, and it was 12:30.

She took two bites of food, looked up at the mobile phone next to the computer, had already switched to the WeChat page, hesitated for a while, or put it back.

She should still be filming, or maybe it's rare that she has some time to rest for a while, so it's better not to disturb her.

After swiping through the message list, I found a few messages from Arita Tian, ​​saying that I asked her to find the script in the morning. She sends it over.

Murphy replied, "I can just read the electronic version, thank you", put down the phone and opened the mailbox from the computer, and sure enough, the latest email was sent by Tian Tian.

After downloading the attachment and opening the document, after opening it, I found that not only there are fragments of the original text, but Tian Tian also briefly described the relevant plot before and after, so that it is easier to understand.

Murphy spent the whole afternoon analyzing and figuring out the role of Qiao Linghe. Compared with the Jiang Wan or Le Han she played before, Qiao Linghe is not that complicated, but it seems that because of this... it is not so easy to perform well?

Until the alarm clock rang at 04:30 in the afternoon, Murphy temporarily closed the script and went downstairs to prepare dinner.She had already asked in the morning, and Yan Su said that she would come back on time for dinner after get off work.

The ingredients were all ready, and he didn't intend to make it too complicated. After an hour, the simple four dishes and one soup were ready. Mo Fei looked at the time and it was almost time for Yan Su to come back, so he simply served all the meals first. Going to the table, sitting in the seat where I usually sit, thinking about the plot while waiting for her.

Unexpectedly, the wait was more than three hours.

At the beginning, she thought that something was delayed by the company and she didn't pay much attention to it. After thinking about it, she just ran upstairs to get the script and sat down on the sofa in the living room to read it.

When it was getting dark, it was inevitable that something was wrong. There had never been anything like this before, and Yan Su was not a forgetful person. He would never forget to say that he came back for dinner. Call back and tell yourself.

After waiting for about half an hour, Murphy gradually began to fidget. She called Yan Su several times, but no one answered.

Just when she even wanted to call Yan Su's assistant directly to inquire about the situation, she finally heard the sound of the key.

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to meet him.

The next moment, his footsteps stopped again.

Because... after the door opened, not only Yan Su appeared in front of her eyes, but also Fang Yuan who was standing beside her half leaning against her, who seemed a little drunk but still very sober.

Mo Fei subconsciously looked at Yan Su, Yan Su also looked a little helpless, gave her a "wait for it" look, turned his head and signaled Fang Yuan to go with him to the sofa and sit down.

Fang Yuan looked very obedient at the moment, nodded and followed Yan Su slowly towards the sofa, and even smiled at her lightly, the little white tiger who had always been majestic and majestic instantly turned into a A kitten with its claws closed.

however.

Just a moment later, Fang Yuan finally noticed Murphy standing in front of him.

She quickly straightened her body and stood up, her eyes were filled with anger, and her expression and tone instantly returned to the arrogance and aggressiveness when they first met, "Why are you here?!"

After a few short contacts before, although Mo Fei was not sure about the matter of "Fang Yuan might like Yan Su", he still had a vague idea. Seeing her reaction like this now, he knew it in his heart, but But I don't know how to answer this.

She looked at Yan Su subconsciously, Yan Su shook her head lightly to signal her to ignore it.

Fang Yuan took a step forward, still refusing to let go, "Speak up! Why are you here!"

Yan Su sighed, pushed her onto the sofa and told her to sit down, then turned to Mo Fei and said, "What did you do for dinner? Please bring some."

Mo Fei smiled, "Coincidentally, the mung bean soup I cooked tonight, wait for me to heat it up."

Not long after, Murphy filled a bowl and brought it to the sofa, "Mr. Fang, have some mung bean soup."

Fang Yuan didn't even look at her, turned his head and just ignored her.

Mo Fei was not angry either, and continued to persuade him in a good-tempered manner, "Drink some mung bean soup to sober you up, and I made other things, why don't you eat some together later?"

Fang Yuan snorted coldly, still ignoring her.

Murphy wanted to persuade her again, but she had just said "Mr. Fang" before she had time to say anything else. Fang Yuan was obviously overwhelmed and lifted the bowl in her hand.

Fortunately, she was exerting force towards the side, and Mo Fei only heated the mung bean soup to a palatable temperature.

Fang Yuan was also taken aback, his expression became a bit tangled, just as he was about to say something, Yan Su beside him was the first to attack.

She stood up and grabbed Fang Yuan's arm, pulled her up and walked out, "Get out!"

Fang Yuan was already drunk, but she staggered a few steps before he stopped.

Mo Fei looked at her nervously, afraid that she would start a fuss, but after a long time, she lowered her head slightly and muttered softly, "I didn't mean to..."

Who is Fang Yuan, no matter how domineering and domineering, there are countless people supporting him, it is unimaginable to say such a thing and show weakness like this at this moment, and it is... already the limit.

Yan Su still had a cold face and did not speak. Mo Fei quickly thought about it in his heart. If he went out to smooth things over, the chances of being cannon fodder seemed a bit high, but... Forget it, let's go, it's more embarrassing than it is now And the eerie silence was stronger.

So she stepped forward, and Fang Yuan smiled nonchalantly, "There's still a lot in the pot, I'll give another bowl to Mr. Fang."

Fang Yuan looked a little awkward, but finally nodded, "Yeah."

Mo Fei quickly filled another bowl of mung bean soup, but this time he signaled Yan Su to serve it to Fang Yuan, and he stayed in the kitchen to reheat the meal that had been cold for several hours.

Yan Su picked up the bowl and went straight to Fang Yuan and handed it to her without saying a word.

Fang Yuan took it, and obediently lowered his head to finish the drink, without any trace of his usual aura.

Yan Su still ignored her, just took back the empty bowl from her and walked back to the kitchen by herself, and said softly "Thanks for your hard work" to Mo Fei.

Mo Fei shook his head with a smile, "You haven't had dinner yet?"

Yan Su sighed, "Yeah, just after get off work, I received a call from Fang Qian asking me to save the scene, but I don't know what happened, and it ended up being that I want to bring a drunk home."

Now is not the time to go into details, so Murphy didn't ask, "It will be hot soon, you all eat a little. Ah, I don't know if Mr. Fang is used to my cooking."

Yan Su glanced back, and wanted to say "don't worry about her", but the words turned into "it's okay, she's not picky".

This familiar tone... Mo Fei belatedly remembered that Yan Su once said that her family and Fang Qian's family were neighbors when she was young, that is to say, she and Fang Yuan should have grown up together...

Seeing that Mo Fei didn't speak, Yan Su thought about what she said just now, and there seemed to be something wrong, "I'm not saying that the food you cook is not delicious."

Murphy lowered her head and laughed, "Okay, I know." She finished heating up the last dish, and then turned her head to look at the living room, "I'll take the food out later, you two can eat, and go after eating Rest, I'll come down later to clean up."

Yan Su shook her head, "It's okay, don't worry about her, you haven't eaten yet, let's eat together."

Mo Fei pointed to the small portion of food on the side, "I've got everything ready, I'll just serve it upstairs and eat it later."

Thinking about it, Mo Fei probably didn't want to have too much contact with Fang Yuan, so Yan Su didn't force her anymore, "Well, I'll clean up later and you don't have to worry about it. I've worked hard on you tonight." She looked at Mo Fei The light-colored marks of mung bean soup splashed on his body made him sigh softly, "And... I'm sorry."