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"How's the situation over there?" Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian, who was a little blurry on the screen due to the bad internet, and lay sleepily on his stomach.

"It's hot in here." She responded weakly.

"It's almost October?" Lin Qingqian, who lives in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, was puzzled. It was still cool here.

Song Qingyue turned over on the bed, and sent Lin Qingqian a picture of the local temperature.

I don't know why, but the children raised by the Lin family according to the standards of wealthy families prefer to wear the old cadre's big white vest, sleeveless, with the opening low to the waist, loose and loose.

The child should have just taken a bath and was vacuumed up, so Lin Qingqian watched the child's slender waist and rounded curves when he turned over.She coughed lightly, "Go and change clothes."

The child shook her head, acting coquettishly: "It's hot." She tapped the screen again and quickly took a screenshot, asking, "Why are you dressed so formally?"

Although the picture quality of the WeChat video call is extremely poor, you can still see the good quality of Lin Qingqian's suit.

Lin Qing brushed her hair, "The board of directors has set up an online conference device, so I don't have to go back to the monthly large-scale board meeting in the future, and I can attend the weekly small-scale board meeting according to the situation. It's not just the meeting. "

Song Qingyue nodded, and then found nothing to say: "Have you read the script Xia Qiu posted in the group?"

"Of course," Xia Qiu and his group came together. In fact, he also participated in many plot ideas.It's just that she also wants to chat with the children more, "There are quite a lot of scenes, and there are many night scenes, I'm afraid I can't video every day."

Song Qingyue threw the phone away angrily, tossed and turned on the bed and kicked up the quilt to vent his anger.

what the hell.

According to such a scene arrangement, Lin Qingqian's filming will take at least a month, which is about the same as her own, and even longer than her own. Why do you come to see me?

"Liar." The child muttered.

Lin Qingqian's helpless voice came from the mobile phone beside her: "Qingyue?"

Song Qingyue wrapped the quilt, turned over and said loudly: "I'm going to sleep! Hang up!"

Lin Qingqian saw the phone returned to the chat page, touched the hot body, leaned back with a wry smile, and loosened the buttons of her suit.After thinking about it, he clicked on the assistant director's chat box.

【Arrange my scenes a little tighter】

Soon the assistant director's reply came.

【Your current scenes are already very tight. If it is tighter, you may not be able to guarantee rest. You still play two roles by yourself. If you do not rest well, it will also affect the shooting. 】

[It's okay, you can arrange a few days to try it first, I am very clear about my physical condition, if I can't bear it, I will tell you]

The assistant director patted his head with a headache. After all, he was the sponsor, so he followed Lin Qingqian's wishes.

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Song Qingyue tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

She has long been used to the two of them embracing each other to sleep. At this time, there is nothing around her, without the pleasant smell of a woman, without her bad sleeping position with her legs on her body, without her low and reassuring breathing sound, she After making a fuss for a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the bright sky outside the window.

It's hot here, but the stars are really nice too.

She simply put her hands behind her head and counted the stars to hypnotize her.

But more than an hour passed, and there was still no sleepiness.

She regretted it a little. She knew that she would not hang up the video call.

At this moment, the bell rang, and she raised her phone to see that it was Lin Qingqian.

She curled her lips, but quickly pressed the switch on her hand.

"Why are you calling again?"

Lin Qingqian smiled listening to the child's angry voice, "I can't sleep, so I'll call to see you."

The child's tone was bad, "What if I'm already asleep?"

"Because I put myself in the other's place, thinking you shouldn't be able to sleep." Lin Qing paused, her voice a little lost, "Then I'll hang up, good night."

"Don't!" Song Qingyue hurriedly stopped, but when he saw Lin Qing's narrow smile, he knew that she was teasing him.

In an instant, grievances welled up in her heart, and there was a hint of crying in her voice: "Lin Qingqian!"

Lin Qingqian on the other end of the phone panicked, and hurriedly coaxed in a low voice: "I was wrong, I didn't hang up." Unexpectedly, the child's eyes became more and more red, and finally shed a few tears.

She wanted to slap herself twice, but saw the child crying: "You will call me every night from now on."

Lin Qingqian looked up at the schedule that had just been sent by the assistant director on the computer, counted silently for a while, then shook her head hesitantly: "I'm afraid not."

Calling every night and going to see the children early, she still chooses the latter.

Song Qingyue drooped his head, "Then why don't you hang up the phone tonight?"

Lin Qingqian nodded, and dumped the problem of not being able to have a glimmer of light when sleeping at night to Java: "Okay, I won't hang up the phone tonight."

The child wiped his eyes and smiled happily: "It's decided!"

Lin Qing gritted her teeth: My good fellow, the kid's acting skills actually fooled me.

The two put their mobile phones next to the pillow, and Song Qingyue asked in a low voice, "Are you unable to come?"

Lin Qingqian silently calculated for a while: "I will try my best."

The child still wanted to argue a few words, but sleepiness hit her, she pressed the recording in a daze, and then fell asleep in a daze.

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For a young child, the next month of life can be anything but lackluster.

Every day is running, military posture, going forward, being corrected to hold a gun, etc., even rolling in muddy water or practicing crawling on rainy days.

If it's just filming, of course there is no need for these, but Li Zimu hopes that she can show the spirit of a real soldier in the film - after all, Xia Shishi was a sharp and passionate young man when he left the military academy, and he didn't hang out with Chen Yingfeng for a long time An old secret agent with a bastard look on his back.

"Even if I give you a supplementary military training." Li Zimu patted Song Qingyue's arm's soft but still powerful muscle lines, and sighed.

"It's as if I don't need military training when I go to school next year."

Song Qingyue gave Li Zimu a white look, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and raised his neck to drink water.He drank in a hurry, water leaked from the corner of his mouth, flowed down his sweaty neck, and sank into the earthy green training clothes.Coupled with the vicious sunshine, the cuteness and softness of the past are less, and the beauty of heroism is more.

This scene happened to be caught by the cameraman, so it was thrown on the Internet as a sideshow of the set, triggering a lot of discussions about "my heart hurts me more", and it was also topped with Lin Qingqian's "Lin ng's cultivation path" The top two of "Lone Wolf" tidbits.

I don't know when Lin Qingqian's title of "Lin ng" was leaked out, probably because it was a vlog made by the assistant director to show the life on the set.

That day happened to be the day when Lin Qingqian had the most scenes. From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, there were a lot of schedules, a total of eight scenes had to be filmed.This is not a TV series. For filming, it is a terrifying amount.

So the videographer who shoots the vlog and explains it is sad. He runs around holding the gimbal all the time, and he is dragged down before the explanation of the use of various equipment is finished, thinking about talking about the shooting content that will not leak Alright, before I finished talking, I changed the scene.

So in the final edited film, only the assistant director's loud voice remained: "This one is over.", "Mr. Lin, put it away, Wen Wei can't handle your scene.", "There is a camera that is a bit Question, one more time.", "Pass", "Pass", "Pass".

In the end, Wen Wei and the other actors who played together were exhausted. Lin Qingqian drank water without changing his face, called for Zhu Gong, and approved a few documents on the set.

The photographer who didn't know the truth revealed Lin Qingqian's terrifying daily shooting volume and the nickname "Lin ng" (0ng) on ​​the set.

Li Zimu saw a lot of discussions on the Internet, most of them questioned Lin Qingqian's efficiency and level.Most of the comments pushed to the front row were "Lin Qingqian is the financial backer, and the assistant director is not Li Zimu, how dare you call ng casually."

Li Zimu asked the assistant director and asked for a few clips to watch.

Later, netizens were horrified to find that Li Zimu, who hadn’t been on Weibo for 800 years, went straight to the front row and angrily yelled at the melon-eaters: “There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.”

Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue devoted themselves wholeheartedly to filming, and basically didn't have time to check Weibo, so naturally they didn't know about these messy things.

Until one day, Song Qingyue was suddenly given a half-day leave by Li Zimu. In her suspicious eyes, Li Zimu faltered: "Lin Qingqian called, afraid that you may be injured due to too much training, let me give you some rest." time."

Probably because of too much physical exertion recently, and Song Qingyue's brain is not working well, so he really believed Li Zimu's nonsense, changed his clothes and went back to the hotel.

With her earphones on, she strolled towards her room.

Yo, someone living across the street came in?She subconsciously pressed the brim of her hat down.

This box looks familiar, Lin Qingqian seems to use this brand and model too?Well, this guy has taste.

She walked to the door of her room and swiped her room card.Suddenly thought of something and turned around.

Lin Qing smiled and stood at the door of the opposite room, beckoning to her.

Song Qingyue blinked hard, and then with a sore nose, he threw himself into Lin Qingqian's arms, buried his head in the hollow of her shoulder, arched wildly, and sniffed the fragrance of her sharp hair.

Lin Qingqian caught her firmly, and just when she was about to speak, her shoulders felt wet.

The child sniveled and burst into tears, but the first thing he said was: "Lin Qingqian, why are you so skinny?"

She was so thin she could barely recognize it.

Lin Qingqian rubbed the child's head through the hat, sighed at the familiar feel on his hands, and said softly, "Didn't you lose a lot of weight too?"

It's okay to be thin, after all, it looks a lot stronger.It's just that the sun here is too poisonous, even the top sunscreen can't stop the scorching sun, the child is visible to the naked eye by several degrees.

The child seemed to think of something, his body froze, and then quickly jumped out of her arms, and went into his room without looking back: "I'll take a bath first." Even a god, soaked in sweat for a day still stinks.

Lin Qingqian laughed, so she went back to her room and continued to organize things.

Unlike the room next to the film and television city, where Lin Qingqian booked the room herself, this time it was arranged by the life producer, and the confidentiality was not as good as that hotel.Based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, the two just lived opposite each other.

Song Qingyue frantically scrubbed every corner of his body, and even tried to use the bath towel that Chu Tiankuo loved Amway but was thrown aside by himself.

After staying in the bathroom for almost two hours, the child shrank out of the bathroom after spraying the shower gel three times and shampooing twice, and the phone on the table just turned on.She picked it up and saw that there were two messages from Lin Qingqian.

[I called you several times, why didn't you answer? 】

【Call me back】

Song Qingyue blushed and hurriedly called back.

The poor director's assistant sent by Li Zimu to report the progress was talking freely, only to see Lin Qingqian made a pause gesture, walked aside and answered the phone.

Zhu Gongmian followed expressionlessly, blocking the curious eyes of others.

The director's assistant thought of Li Zimu's entrustment, but only heard sporadic words when he pricked up his ears.

"Why so long?"

"I'm on set."

"Don't make trouble... wait until I'm done..." Lin Qingqian said softly to the other end of the phone.

In the end, she looked back at them helplessly, the director's assistant hurriedly lowered her head, Lin Qingqian turned around again, and she could hear the last words clearly.

"Hey, wait for me to come back."

Lin Qingqian, who hung up the phone, came back, regained her usual shrewd and strong appearance, and said calmly, "My time is limited, let's speed up the progress."

The director's assistant turned his head and responded hastily, speeding up the progress.

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Song Qingyue threw the phone away and fell back on the bed. Thinking of Lin Qingqian's warning not to get wet hair on the bed, he bounced up again, wandered around the room several times, sat down on his buttocks, resting his chin on his hands, sullen.

After thinking about it, she sent a message to Li Zimu directly.

【Is Lin Qingqian finished filming?Still came here to inspect the work. 】

Li Zimu replied to the message after a long time.

[You are free now, just go to Weibo and check it out. 】

Song Qingyue frowned slightly, clicked on Weibo, and searched for keywords: Lin Qingqian

Gradually, the circles of her eyes turned red, and she muttered in a low voice: No wonder she lost so much weight.

She was originally a moderately slender and beautiful figure, but now she was as thin and pale as paper.She sat up quickly and started ordering takeaway.

Lin Qingqian had to be fattened up.

The daytime here is long, and it is dark at night, and it is already brightly lit at 8 o'clock in the evening.Lin Qingqian returned to the room tired. She had been on a plane for four hours, and after getting off the plane, she went to the set non-stop. Even Iron Man couldn't handle it.

As soon as the card was swiped, the door of the opposite room opened, and a small head came out.

Lin Qingqian had a smile on her face that she didn't know, and pretended not to hear the voice behind, she pushed the door open and entered the room.

The child was in a hurry and shouted in a low voice: "Wait!"

Lin Qingqian turned around and mouth-shaped: Come here soon?

Xiao Song looked left and right vigilantly, sneaked into Lin Qingqian's room furtively, then slapped his head, went back to carry two big bags, and ran back again.

"What is this for?" Lin Qingqian closed the door and took the bag from the child.

"Sushi barbecue fried chicken potato chips melon seeds ice cola bubble milk tea," she looked up at the child in shock, "what are you doing?"

The child was confident: "Feed you fatter."

Lin Qingqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I've already eaten."

"Then have supper, anyway, there is a microwave in the room."

Lin Qingqian touched her stomach which was still sixty percent full, hesitated for a while, and slipped into the bathroom: "I'll take a bath first to digest food." 36 plan is the best plan.

The child just wanted to stop him, but then he thought about it.

It's good to take a shower, even better after a shower.

She just sat on the bed and waited Shi Shiran, looked at the room furnishings, and closed the curtains casually.

Lin Qingqian intentionally procrastinated, but she only dawdled for half an hour. Her hair was dripping and she walked out of the bathroom barefoot. Song Qingyue naturally stepped forward, "I'll blow your hair."

She froze for a moment, and was pushed to sit down by the child when the hair dryer rang.

She tensed, then shuddered.

Where the child is blowing his hair well, he is clearly flirting.

Five fingers shuttled through her hair, gently pressed her scalp, stroked her temples, teased her earlobes faintly, and then rubbed down her collarbone.

She was just about to open her mouth to stop the smelly hair-drying, but the sound of the hair dryer suddenly stopped. The child put one arm around her thin waist, and the other hand held her chin, found her lips, and kissed her. go up.

Both of them sighed in their hearts.

It was like a thirsty fish in the rut found water, like a dry and cracked river channel being swallowed by the rushing flood.

The two entangled bodies slowly fell on the bed, embracing each other tightly.

With his lips parted slightly, Lin Qingqian looked directly at the child's eyes as clear as white mountains and black water, and was annoyed at the hands that were making a fuss on his body.She grabbed the troubled hand, brought her wrist to her lips and kissed it lightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay, not here."

"Why?" The child gasped in a low voice, and leaned forward again, but was pushed away by Lin Qingqian.

"The sound insulation is poor." Lin Qingqian explained.

Song Qingyue let out a long breath, stood up, inserted five fingers into his hair and stroked it back.Then she turned her head and pulled Lin Qingqian up: "Eat supper."

The two ate some casually, and piled the rest on the coffee table.After chatting about what I saw and heard these days, it was almost eleven o'clock.

The child skillfully slipped into Lin Qingqian's arms, and fell asleep soundly listening to Lin Qingqian's steady heartbeat.

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"Lin Qingqian, you bastard!" Lin Qingqian pulled Song Qingyue to sit on the sofa, Li Zimu lit a cigarette irritably, Zhu Gong stood aside, holding a tablet computer in his hand, on which was the manic Luo Yong.

Lin Qingqian lowered her head and flipped through the trending headlines on Weibo.

#林宋二人晚夜酒店私会# Explosion

Below is the video of the hotel on this floor. There are two sections in total. The first section shows her holding the child in her arms, and the two are intimately kissing from the angle of the camera; the second section shows Song Qingyue wearing pajamas and looking left Look right, sneak in the door.

She narrowed her eyes.

The author has something to say: Oh!

small theater:

Song Qingyue: Lin Qingqian needs to be fattened up.

Lin Qingqian:?

Song Qingyue: Otherwise, the feel is too bad.