dark fire

After resting for a few minutes, the filming continued, and this time He Jingping didn't stop.

Lin Lanyu stumbled into the demon hall with a sword in hand. Zhuge You saw him struggling to stay on the bed, and was locked again by Xuan Jiang with spiritual power.

Xuan Jiang sat on the side of the couch, watching with great interest the angry Lin Lanyu approaching step by step, Lin Lanyu's sword tip entangled with his remaining spiritual power and stabbed at Xuan Jiang, Xuan Jiang raised her hand slowly, with two fingers Clamping the blade, the unbridled spiritual power surged out, and rushed towards Lin Lanyu amidst Zhuge You's crying exclamation.

Lin Lanyu was not Xuan Jiang's opponent in the first place, and she was seriously injured. She was hit backwards and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Ling Zhuo hung Wia on his body, and fell backwards as Wia pulled him backwards, and he had to bite the blood bag in his mouth at the same time.

At the first time, Ling Zhuo didn't control his strength, and fell at the wrong angle. In a panic, he bit the blood bag, and accidentally swallowed more than half of the syrup inside. The sweet and bitter taste almost didn't let him down. He spit it out on the spot.

As soon as He Jingping yelled to stop, Yang Ming rushed up to bring him water.

After drinking half a bottle of mineral water, he finally diluted the disgusting smell. The martial arts instructor came over and taught him how to fall, Ling Zhuo forced himself to listen carefully, flashing through his mind from time to time the look that Lu Chixie stared at him during the filming. .

Lu Chixie's acting skills are really good. Xuan Jiang's playful, contemptuous, and dismissive eyes, he interpreted them perfectly. When he was being watched, Ling Zhuo even felt a numbness in his scalp. Instantly distracted.

Lu Chixie, who was still leaning against the props' bed, suddenly called out to him: "Teacher Ling."

Ling Zhuo turned his head.

Lu Chixie frivolously said, "What were you thinking just now?"

Ling Zhuo's gaze faltered for a moment, and he didn't answer him, but nodded at He Jingping: "Director He, it's ok, let's start again."

This time, the previous paragraph did not make any mistakes again, Ling Zhuo fell on the designated position according to the requirements of the martial arts instructor, bit the blood bag and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Lin Lanyu struggled to remember, but it was futile to hold the ground with the sword a few times. Xuan Jiang got up, walked slowly to his side, looked down at him with an expression of interest from beginning to end.

Lin Lanyu knelt on the ground with her head bowed and her sword propped up, Xuan Jiang suddenly bent down and pressed her fingers to his handsome face covered in blood and wounds.

Ling Zhuo raised his head in surprise, this action was not in the script, but He Jingping didn't interrupt them, the person in front of him scratched the wound on his face with his fingers, his eyes lingered on his face with interest, and continued to say the lines in the play: "Are you coming to steal someone from me?"

Ling Zhuo felt uncomfortable all over, but He Jingping didn't have the slightest intention to stop, so he could only bite the bullet and continue acting.

The next part of the literary play is Xuan Jiang proudly recalling the humiliation in the past in front of her rival, showing off the revenge of her revenge and the beauty in her arms, and then laughing at Lin Lanyu's self-control, hitting a stone with an egg, Lin Lanyu wants to show hatred, anger, unwillingness, Disgusted, while silently accumulating strength, he had already taken the elixir that quickly restores spiritual power before coming, and only waited for the spiritual power to return, and when the other party was most proud, he would give him a fatal blow.

He Jingping finally stopped shouting, and reminded Ling Zhuo: "You didn't join the scene, first touch up your makeup, and start over again."

The makeup artist came over to touch up his makeup on the spot, but Lu Chixie didn't leave, just waiting by the side.

Before the filming started again, Lu Chixie suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Ling Zhuo's arm, and before Ling Zhuo could struggle, he said to him: "Don't think about everything when you are filming, you treat yourself as Lin Lanyu and me as Xuan Crimson is fine, can I still eat you?"

Ling Zhuo frowned, and suddenly forgot to break free from him: "Why did Teacher Lu add that movement just now?"

Lu Chixie calmly withdrew his hand: "For Xuan Jiang, the wound on Lin Lanyu's body is also his trophy. If he touches his trophy, what's the problem? What does Teacher Ling think?"

Ling Zhuo felt that he had nothing to say to him.

As the filming continued, Ling Zhuo suppressed those messy thoughts and put himself into the role, and gradually found some feelings, and his emotions were mobilized by Lu Chixie, who was acting opposite him.

Lin Lanyu's spiritual power recovered by [-]%, and finally waited for the opportunity for Xuan Jiang to get too complacent and expose her lifeline to him, and jumped up holding the sword.

This scene ends here, and the following martial arts scenes need to be changed, and we will shoot later.

In the evening, the crew had a dinner at a cooking restaurant near the hotel. Producer Gao Cheng paid for it himself, and invited all the cast and crew to join him.

It was troublesome to remove the special effect makeup on Ling Zhuo's body, and he went back to the hotel to take a shower, but he got there later, only the seat next to Lu Chixie was vacant, so he could only sit there.

He Jingping was in high spirits and poured wine one by one. When it was Ling Zhuo's turn to ask him whether he wanted white or beer, Ling Zhuo hurriedly got up: "Thank you Director He, I'll do it myself."

"No, no, just sit down. I'll pour it for you if you're polite."

He Jingping smiled and beckoned him to sit down, Ling Zhuo was still hesitating, but was held by Lu Chixie beside him and sat down: "Sit down, Director He likes to pour wine for people, why are you so reserved."

He Jingping poured Ling Zhuo a glass of beer, Ling Zhuo thanked him again, the other party waved his hand indifferently, and went to talk to others again.

Everyone at the table was chatting and laughing happily, Ling Zhuo couldn't get in the way, so he simply lowered his head to eat.

The people around him asked him: "Mr. Ling, you are also popular after all. No one in the whole crew is more popular than you. Even if it is the first time filming, you don't have to be so careful?"

When Lu Chixie spoke, one hand was still on the back of Ling Zhuo's chair, and his tone was not very serious. Ling Zhuo put down his chopsticks patiently, and turned his head to face him: "Mr. Lu, you also said that this is my first time filming, Shouldn't you be more careful?"

Lu Chixie smiled: "I'm sorry to offend Yu Fei because she's the heroine, and I'm sorry to offend He Jingping because he's the director, but you have the nerve to offend me?"

His voice was low, and everyone else was talking, so no third person could hear him.

Ling Zhuo asked him calmly: "Have I offended Teacher Lu?"

Lu Chixie: "No?"

Ling Zhuo turned back and continued eating, completely unwilling to talk to this person.

The others were chatting, and the topic unexpectedly turned to Ling Zhuo. He Jingping smiled and said that during the opening ceremony in the afternoon, Ling Zhuo's fans were very enthusiastic, and even gave gifts to all the main creators of the crew: "There is Xiao Ling Now, it is estimated that from the start of filming to the broadcast of this drama, there will be no shortage of popularity."

Yu Fei also joked casually: "When I came here in the afternoon, a few girls greeted me warmly. I thought they were my fans, but they thanked me for taking care of Xiaoling. I didn't know why. I heard it later. It turned out that it was Xiao Ling’s live broadcast yesterday, and he told his fans that I brought snacks for everyone the day I joined the group. It really cannot be lowered."

"Director He and Sister Fei were joking, it's good that they didn't cause trouble to the crew." Ling Zhuo apologized.

He did have an online live broadcast of an endorsement event yesterday, and he mentioned the matter of filming casually. Fei told everyone about bringing snacks.

Lu Chixie: "Really? The next time Teacher Ling broadcasts live again, do you want to tell your fans that I brought you drinks too?"

Everyone at the table laughed, Ling Zhuo was so embarrassed that he could only laugh along, but fortunately the topic quickly changed from him again.

He excused himself to go to the bathroom and got up, walked out of the private room door and heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't want to go back for the time being, so he just stood in the corridor outside, since there was no one here anyway.

In the afternoon, Qi Liangli posted the hot searched photos on Weibo into the group, and also Aite him. Several people in the group booed each other, asking if he really had a good relationship with Lu Chixie, Lu Chi Xie was so enthusiastic and proactive towards him.

Ling Zhuo replied helplessly: "Why are you so interested in the Great Demon King?"

Qi Liangli: "Brother Zhuo, you finally showed up. It's not that we're interested. You see, just this afternoon, someone started licking the CP between you and the Great Demon King. What's going on, what should we do, Brother Ran?"

Half a minute later, Zhong Yiran, the only one who didn't speak in the afternoon, replied: "Don't talk nonsense."

Ling Zhuo looked at those words, and slowly deleted what he wanted to say.

Zhong Yiran's sentence refers to Qi Liangli coaxing him with others, or with him?

Qi Liangli: "I'm not mistaken, brother Zhuo and brother Ran are the official CPs of our hot boys, how can the fat water flow to outsiders' field."

Zhang Xun: "I said don't call him a bomb boy, are you earthy?"

Qi Liangli: "He's a hot boy, why should he lie to himself?"

After that, the group was silent for several minutes, Ling Zhuo hesitated again and again, staring at Zhong Yiran's WeChat avatar, Zhong Yiran remained silent, and he didn't want to say anything more.

Qi Liangli probably sensed that the atmosphere in the group was not right, and sent another message: "Why are you silent? Did I say the wrong thing again?"

Deng Lanluo: "If you know you can't speak, talk less."

Qi Liangli: "What?"

"Didn't Teacher Ling say to go to the bathroom, so he hid outside to play with his mobile phone?"

Lu Chixie's voice appeared behind him, Ling Zhuo turned his head, the man lit a cigarette, smoked while leaning against the wall, and squinted at him.

Ling Zhuo really didn't want to talk to him, so he turned and left, but Lu Chixie grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Ling Zhuo was annoyed: "What are you going to do?"

Lu Chixie: "Don't do anything, Mr. Ling, please be sincere. What I gave you is my private WeChat account. You use your work account to fool me, isn't it very authentic?"

Ling Zhuo's face turned cold, Lu Chixie lifted his chin and let go of his hand: "Are you angry? Why are you so careless?"

He couldn't afford to offend the prince.

Ling Zhuo endured and endured, resisting the urge to turn against him, and simply said clearly: "Mr. Lu, did you not understand what I told you that day? I know there are many unspoken rules in this circle. It's very common to play casually, but I'm not that kind of person, I don't want to play, can you stop wasting time on me?"

Lu Chixie still said: "Add WeChat."

Ling Zhuo: "..."

He really didn't want to get entangled with this person, so he took out his phone.

Lu Chixie stared at his movements, smiled and said, "Your profile picture is pretty."

The profile picture of his account is a selfie of him, Ling Zhuo tilted his head slightly, avoiding the second-hand smoke of people around him, Lu Chixie: "Don't like the smell of smoke?"

Ling Zhuo: "I'm not used to it."

Lu Chixie laughed, and stubbed out the cigarette butt on the ashtray next to him.

Ling Zhuo fiddled with his phone, and slowly added Lu Chixie, still a little reluctant.

Zhong Yiran happened to send a new message, and he swiped across the screen and clicked on it directly.

Zhong Yiran: "Do you get along well with that Crown Prince Shang Xin?"

Ling Zhuo hastily clicked to exit, but people around him had already caught a glimpse.

"Prince Shangxin?" Lu Chixie read out these words and laughed again, "Are you talking about me?"

Ling Zhuo was very annoyed: "I'm sorry."

Lu Chixie looked at the change in his expression and found it very interesting. He leaned closer and said, "Mr. Ling, your friend asks a lot? What does it matter if we get along well or not?"

Ling Zhuo pressed the phone screen to black.

Lu Chixie lowered his voice: "Actually, Teacher Ling misunderstood me."

Ling Zhuo didn't understand for a moment, and looked at him: "What?"

Lu Chixie's eyes fell on his lips, and he paused for a moment: "I'm not that kind of person either, I don't play casually."