dark fire

On the second day on the set, Ling Zhuo still avoided Lu Chixie the whole time.

His scenes today were all in Group A, mostly with Yu Fei, and some with Lu Chixie. Fortunately, there were so many people on the set, and Lu Chixie never bothered him again.

It was like this for the next few days.

The solo scene at night also stopped, and Ling Zhuo proposed to end the next night when he returned to the set. At that time, Lu Chixie stood at the door of his room, looked at him calmly but said firmly: "Thank you, Teacher Lu, I will not Please trouble Teacher Lu."

Lu Chixie stared at him for a moment, turned and left without saying a word.

From that day on, Lu Chixie seemed to be back to normal, and he didn't pester her anymore.

Ling Zhuo also heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the young master finally got tired of playing and gave up.

The group's new album has already started recording in the studio, and Ling Zhuo will go back for half a day every week when there are no scenes on the announcement list, and the work of both sides has not been delayed.

He has also gradually found the joy of filming. He was not very interested in this at first, but after a period of time, he still finds it quite fun, and he is no longer so repulsive to Zhang Jing's talking about new films for him.

But the hard work is also really hard. After entering August, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Every day of filming costume dramas is suffering. Not to mention flying in the sky with a wire hanging every day, Ling Zhuo also ushered in his first underwater scene. play.

Lin Lanyu was seriously injured and fell into the river, losing all her spiritual power. The immortal practitioner almost drowned.

Before entering the water, Ling Zhuo had been doing psychological construction for himself.

He does understand water, but when he was a child, he once went to the river to play with his relatives and children, and almost drowned when he fell into the river. He still remembers the fear of being submerged and suffocated by the river, and he has never been in the water since then. He didn't mention it to anyone.

There are crew members by the river, who are busy making preparations before the filming starts. He Jingping is giving Ling Zhuo a lecture, instructing him on how to perform the process of struggling until exhaustion after getting into the water. Ling Zhuo listens carefully, and there is someone behind him called him.

"Teacher Ling."

Ling Zhuo turned around and found Lu Chixie, who was sitting under a sun umbrella waiting for the filming, and asked him, "Can you swim?"

Ling Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

Lu Chixie didn't seem to believe it: "Then why do you look so nervous, afraid of going into the water?"

Ling Zhuo withdrew his gaze: "No."

After He Jingping finished speaking, he finally patted him on the shoulder: "Relax a little, try to go through it once."

Ling Zhuo: "Okay."

Then came the official shooting.

Falling into the water and struggling underwater were shot in two separate shots. Ling Zhuo was really nervous the first time, his body tensed unconsciously before he touched the water, and he didn’t make any expressions on his face. Again.

Before the second round started, he took a deep breath and forced himself to screen out distracting thoughts. Wia fell from the top while hanging his body. This time, he was not interrupted by the director again. The water splashed and his body sank into the river.

Ling Zhuo struggled subconsciously, and was soon lifted by Wia again, the first shot was counted.

He choked on water, his mouth was full of sand, and his whole body was soaked. Yang Ming ran over to give him mineral water to rinse his mouth, and then went to take pictures underwater.

Before entering the water, He Jingping reminded him again: "Xiao Ling, pay attention to expression management."

Ling Zhuo nodded.

Lu Chixie got up and walked to the bank of the river, staring at Ling Zhuo's direction with folded arms, with a rare serious expression.

Ling Zhuo was still hanging on Wia, took a deep breath, and slowly sank into the water.Still nervous, when the water was up to his nose, he instinctively wanted to get up, and was led down by Wia.

The body was completely submerged in the river, and the water rushed in from all directions in an instant. The camera had already started filming. Ling Zhuo struggled to float and sink in the water, trying his best to suppress the fear in his heart, showing the state of struggling in the water under the condition of losing all spiritual power and being seriously injured and bleeding. .

He Jingping probably wanted to edit more footage, so he didn't stop. Ling Zhuo followed the script, gradually stopped struggling, closed his eyes and was carried by Wia to the bottom of the river.

He felt a sudden tightness on his calf, and his left leg seemed to be entangled by something. He tried to break free, but he couldn't get rid of it. Instead, his calf was getting more and more tightly entangled, and he panicked instantly.

On the bank of the river, Lu Chixie's face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Hang him up quickly! Quick!"

Wia pulled Ling Zhuo up, but he couldn't pull it up. The person just pulled up a little bit and then sank. Now the people on the shore panicked. The photographer under the water couldn't help him with the machine, so he went up and called for people , Lu Chixie jumped into the river directly.

The river kept pouring in from his mouth and nose, and Ling Zhuo once again tasted the suffocation of being swallowed by the river, until he was hugged by someone. He didn't know who it was, and subconsciously clung to the other person's body, and the water plants wrapped around his legs were pulled hard broken.

In a daze, he seemed to see Lu Chixie's extremely cold eyes, and thought it was his own illusion.

After landing on the shore, Ling Zhuo fell to the ground in embarrassment, coughing violently and vomited out most of the water he had choked into his stomach, and it took him a long time to recover.Surrounded by a bunch of staff members asking if he wanted to go to the hospital, Ling Zhuo waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "It's fine."

He drank the sandy river water, his throat is still burning, and his nosebleeds are coming out.

After wiping off the blood and taking a few sips of warm water, Ling Zhuo felt a little better. Seeing Lu Chixie taking off his completely soaked costume by the river, he felt very complicated.

The other party turned his gaze, Ling Zhuo moved his lips, and said: "Thank you."

Lu Chixie glanced at him, said nothing, and sat down to ask someone to remove the hood.

He Jingping came over to apologize to Ling Zhuo, for such a big mistake in the middle of filming, he, the chief director, could hardly escape the blame.

Ling Zhuo hurriedly said: "Forget about Director He, nothing happened anyway."

"Almost drowned and nothing happened?"

Lu Chixie said coldly, without being polite: "Is it a big deal if you have to go to the hospital for emergency treatment? Director He, our show doesn't have to be so demanding, right? You can choose a swimming pool to shoot without going on the green screen, why bother with real shooting Such a gimmick?"

He Jingping was very embarrassed. It could be seen that Lu Chixie was really angry, so even he, the chief director, didn't give face, but He Jingping couldn't say anything to refute, so he could only say: "I was negligent, today is like this Come on, Xiao Ling, go back and rest, and the night scene will be filmed later."

Ling Zhuoben still had two night scenes, and he was indeed a little tired because of the sudden accident. Since He Jingping asked him to rest, he didn't refuse, got in the car and went back to the hotel.

After returning home, he took a shower first, Ling Zhuo had lingering fears about the rest of his life, and he didn't have much appetite for dinner, so he ate something casually and went to bed early.

After falling asleep for less than two hours, he had a nightmare. In the dream, he was drowning and sinking. Ling Zhuo was so frightened that he wanted to scream, but he seemed to be choked, unable to scream.

"Brother Zhuo? Brother Zhuo?"

Yang Ming called Ling Zhuo's name, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was scaldingly hot.

Just when Ling Zhuo turned off the phone, Zhang Jing called him. He came up and swiped in with the room card Ling Zhuo gave him, only to find that Ling Zhuo had fallen asleep, but he was restless, his face was flushed and his head was sweating profusely. Sure enough, I had a fever.

Yang Ming went to find out the ear thermometer and tried it, it was 38 degrees seven.

"Brother Zhuo, Brother Zhuo! Wake up, you have a fever, we have to go to the hospital." Yang Ming called him anxiously.

Ling Zhuo was dazed, unable to open his eyes, sweating profusely.

Yang Ming was so anxious that he first called the driver and told him to go to the parking lot to start the car, and then forcefully lifted Ling Zhuo from the bed.

He was small, only 1.7 meters tall, and Ling Zhuo, whose back height was over [-], had a hard time, so he barely got out of the room, and almost fell several times.

The door on the diagonally opposite side of the corridor was opened, and Lu Chixie came out. Seeing Ling Zhuo who was lying powerlessly on Yang Ming's back with his eyes closed, he frowned, and came up to help him over: "What's wrong with him?"

Yang Ming gasped and said, "He has a high fever, over 38 degrees, and he can't wake up. I plan to send him to the hospital."

Lu Chixie looked at Ling Zhuo, whose face was flushed with burns, and without loosening his brows, he bent down to pick him up, and walked quickly to the elevator.

Yang Ming hurriedly followed.

Ling Zhuo's driver had started the nanny car and was waiting in the underground parking lot. They got in the car and went straight to the hospital.

Lu Chixie hugged Ling Zhuo as a pillow on his shoulder, raised his hand and tried his forehead, it was really hot.

He told Yang Ming: "You call the crew and tell the crew about Mr. Ling's situation. He will definitely not be able to shoot tomorrow's scene."

Only then did Yang Ming calm down, and quickly turned to his phone to notify the person who should be notified.

After arriving at the hospital, he advanced to the emergency room, and then sent to the ward to get water. It took half an hour for Ling Zhuo to finally open his eyes from the comatose state. The scene in front of him made him feel dazed.

He was in the hospital ward, with an IV in one hand, and there was only Lu Chixie in the room, sitting by the bed and looking down at his phone.

Hearing the sound, Lu Chixie raised his head and moved closer to him: "Are you awake? Do you remember what happened just now?"

Ling Zhuo was stunned and did not respond.

Lu Chixie: "You fell asleep and had a high fever. Your assistant and I took you to the hospital, and your assistant went to pay the bill."

Ling Zhuo's throat moved, and his voice became hoarse: "Thank you."

Lu Chixie poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him. Seeing that Ling Zhuo didn't move, he raised his eyebrows: "Don't drink it? Or do you want me to feed you?"

Only then did Ling Zhuo reach out to take it, and Lu Chixie helped him raise the back of the hospital bed, but he had no strength in his hand, so he put down the cup after taking two sips of water.

"Today...thank you, Teacher Lu."

Although his mind was still dazed, Ling Zhuo also knew that Lu Chixie had done him a great favor again, and he owed him a big favor.

Lu Chixie said indifferently: "Instead of thanking me, you might as well be less aggressive next time, it's just an idol drama, it's not worth your hard work over and over again, how much money they give you, are you worth it?"

Embarrassed, Ling Zhuo pursed his lips, but didn't answer.

When Ling Zhuo recovered from his stress and regained consciousness, Lu Chixie asked him, "You just had a temperature of over 39 degrees, did you know that?"

Ling Zhuo didn't know what to say, and wanted to touch his phone, only to find that he was still wearing pajamas, probably left the phone in the hotel.

Lu Chixie watched his movements, and twitched the corner of his mouth inexplicably: "What are you looking for for your phone? Tell someone you're safe?"

Ling Zhuo: "...No."

He really wants to contact Zhong Yiran subconsciously, he has always been very dependent on Zhong Yiran, and he is always the first to think of him when encountering things.

Lu Chixie stared at his slightly embarrassed expression, and approached him sideways.

Ling Zhuo got nervous and wanted to avoid it, but Lu Chixie held his hand: "Am I so scary?"

Ling Zhuo really had no strength to struggle, turned his face to the side, his eyelashes quivering slightly: "I thought...you have already figured it out."

"What did you figure out?" Lu Chixie asked, "You thought I was just joking when I said I was chasing you?"

Ling Zhuo said nothing.

Lu Chixie: "Mr. Ling, I've been doing pretty well recently. I haven't bothered you anymore. I saved you today. Shouldn't you give me some extra points?"

Ling Zhuo frowned.

The person in front of him continued: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Ling Zhuo looked even more embarrassed, Lu Chixie didn't say any more, picked up the water glass he put down and fed it to his mouth, with a rare gentle tone: "Drink some more water."