You're not planning to open at all, are you?

After a day's filming, it was already three o'clock in the morning when work was over. Meng Hezhi patted the shoulders of the actors distressedly, telling them to go back and rest.

Bai Jiu lay weakly on Ji Jiang's shoulder: "Now I seem to understand why not being allowed to sleep is a kind of torture. It's really terrible."

Ji Jiang rubbed his head: "You will lie down for tomorrow's scene, so you don't need to be so tired."

Bai Jiu closed his eyes: "I just want to rest for two days."

Recently, the filming progress has been too tight. Whether it is the lead actor or the staff of the crew, they are obviously unable to do what they want. Everyone has thick dark circles on their faces. It can be seen that they have stayed up for several big nights collectively. .

Ji Jiang flipped through the notice sheet: "Persevere, we will go to the grassland together after your part is filmed."

When mentioning the grassland, Bai Jiu became interested again: "Isn't the grassland beautiful at this time?"

"Well," Ji Jiang said, "In another month, the temperature will not be so high, and it will be very comfortable."

What Bai Jiu thought about was another thing: "Then, can I rest while watching you work hard? Just thinking about it makes me feel good!"

"..."

The upcoming trip to the grassland injected a little new vitality into Bai Jiu. He barely opened his eyes and stared at Ji Jiang in a daze: "I still want to ride a horse."

"Ride, you can ride," Ji Jiang said, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first, and I will take you back to the room when you arrive."

"That can't be done." Bai Jiu's thoughts were actually a little blurred, but he was still talking at random, "What if I get caught in the photo?"

"No one will take pictures," Ji Jiang said, "At three o'clock in the morning, if you don't sleep, others will still sleep."

Recently, due to the time difference between them and other film crews, every time they returned to the downstairs of the hotel, the paparazzi had already finished their work, so Ji Jiang went upstairs with Bai Jiu in his arms a few times. , into his room.

Bai Jiu was persuaded, tilted his head, and soon fell asleep.

By the time the RV arrived downstairs at the hotel, he was already fully asleep.

Ji Jiang wrapped his windbreaker around Bai Jiu, then carried him out of the car.

Just when he was about to reach the hotel gate, Ji Jiang suddenly focused his eyes on the grass next to him.

He didn't expect that there were still paparazzi guarding him at this hour.

There was no one else around except him. Wei Tianrui came back early, and the RV driver had already driven the car to the parking lot. He couldn't find anyone to stop the paparazzi for a while.

Ji lowered his head and glanced at Bai Jiu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and didn't want to disturb Bai Jiu, so he wrapped the windbreaker tighter to completely cover Bai Jiu's face, and then entered the hotel without looking sideways.

……

When Wei Tianrui woke up the next day, there was a message from Ji Jiang at four o'clock in the morning on his phone.

[Check which entertainment reporter is squatting outside the hotel recently, Bai Jiu and I were photographed last night. ]

When Wei Tianrui saw the news, his heart stopped for a second in shock, first he contacted the company's public relations department non-stop, and then couldn't help being impatient, and asked Ji Jiang a question.

[What was photographed?Is it intimate? ]

Ji Jiang actually replied him immediately.

[Well enough. ]

Wei Tianrui stared at the sentence "it's okay" for a long time. On the one hand, he wondered why his boss could reply to the message soberly at four o'clock and seven o'clock. mean?

It must be an illusion, Ji Xiang is not this kind of person.

So, Ji Jiang and Bai Jiu started working as usual, but Wei Tianrui looked at the recently taken photos one by one.

There were actually more than one family squatting near the hotel, some were for other stars staying in the same hotel, and some knew the theme of "On Paper" in advance and wanted to take some exclusive photos.

Wei Tianrui and the entire public relations department searched all morning, and finally succeeded in finding the entertainment reporter who was squatting in the hotel to take pictures last night - the reason for finding it so slowly was because the reporter had only just woken up.

Before getting the photo, Wei Tianrui made sufficient psychological preparations, if it was really too close, he would spend more money at worst.

When he saw the photo, Wei Tianrui was stunned.

In the photo, Ji Jiang walked into the hotel with a tightly covered person in his arms.

Ji Jiang's face was captured clearly and handsomely, but the person in his arms... To be honest, if he hadn't confirmed that it was Bai Jiu, Wei Tianrui wouldn't even be able to tell whether the person was a man or a woman.

……That's it?

The person in charge of the public relations department was also surprised: "Who is this...?"

Wei Tianrui coughed: "...you don't need to know, just contact this newspaper, we bought these photos."

Then he added: "You don't need to spend too much money, this level is not worth it."

The person in charge first agreed, but then felt something was wrong.

This level is not worth it, so what level is it worth? ...

……

"On Paper" has already photographed Yu Gui's second attack.

This time Fu Han was not by his side, the guards around Yu Gui tried their best to resist, and a subordinate tried his best to rescue him, but Yu Gui was still seriously injured.

In the courtyard, the servants coming and going were carrying medicine and water in their hands, and the whole Yu Mansion was in a panic.

What's more terrible is that on the same day that Yu Gui was assassinated, his confidants were imprisoned unjustly, and they were already in danger.

The other party obviously came at the right time, and came in a menacing manner. After Yu Gui heard the news, he, who was already seriously injured, spat out blood and struggled to enter the palace to face the saint.

At this moment, Fu Han, who was in the cold, rushed back from his station outside the capital overnight.

Seeing him, the steward of Yu's mansion seemed to have seen a savior, and burst into tears: "Master Fu, please persuade our lord, he is in such a body that he really can't go out anymore."

Fu Han walked quickly inside, and asked in a deep voice, "How is his injury?"

The butler wiped away his tears: "The blood has stopped, but the body is full of stab wounds and arrow wounds, we feel distressed just looking at it..."

Fu Han frowned, walked to the door, and pushed the door open.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine and a bit of blood. The person on the bed was pale and lay with his eyes closed. Even though the clothes on his body had been changed, bloodstains could still be clearly seen.

Fu Han walked to the bed with distress, and couldn't help holding Yu Gui's pale and thin wrist: "How could it hurt like this?"

Hearing Fu Han's voice, Yu Gui barely opened his eyes, but his eyes were still unable to focus. After a pause, he finally saw Fu Han's face clearly.

"You came back from the station...cough...?"

"Well," Fu Han said, "how is it? Does it still hurt?"

Yu Gui shook his head weakly, as if he wanted to sit up: "Zian be... cough cough cough!"

"I know," Fu Han hurriedly supported him and patted his back, "Don't talk yet, let's go."

"But...cough...he was sent to Dali Temple..."

"There is not enough evidence in this case," Fu Han comforted him, "They can't do anything to Zian."

"I'm... just afraid... I'll be tortured." Yu Gui's lips were bloodless, and he had difficulty speaking, pausing every few words, "You and I know where Dali Temple is. We are in Dali Temple. ...and no one has been placed there, Zi'an is there...I'm afraid there will be more than good luck."

Fu Han frowned and thought for a while: "I'll go to Zheng Shaofu, he can help us."

Yu Gui nodded first, and then said: "I think..."

"No." Before he could finish his sentence, Fu Han had already vetoed, "In your current state, let alone entering the palace, it is even difficult to sit up."

"No matter how impatient you are, you must take care of your body first. If you fall down..."

Perhaps Fu Han felt unlucky about the latter words, so he didn't say any more, but just helped Yu Gui to sit up slowly.

Yu Gui leaned into his arms and shook his head lightly: "I just feel... my heart is not at ease, I didn't expect them to dare to openly assassinate in the capital in broad daylight..."

"This actually proves that they have reached the end of the road," Fu Han said, "that's why they fought back so recklessly."

Yu Gui was silent for a long time, and said, "No matter what, I will definitely carry out the restructuring to the end, no matter... what I have to sacrifice."

Fu Han put his hand on his shoulder, looked at him for a long time, and then said softly: "I will always stand behind you."

……

"Cut!" Meng Hezhi yelled, "Okay, it went very well, let's shoot the last part again."

Bai Jiu, who was leaning against Ji Jiang's arms, immediately pushed Ji Jiang away mercilessly, and lay down again.

When lying down, he let out a comfortable sigh, as if he wanted to sleep for a long time.

"..." Ji Jiang paused, then smiled, "Are you so sleepy?"

"Of course." Bai Jiu found a comfortable position while they were turning on the lights, "You don't know how soft this bed is, I feel like I'm about to fall asleep."

"Really?" Ji Jiang pressed down through the quilt, "It's quite soft."

"..." Bai Jiu, who was pressed down and rubbed a few times, first glanced at him indistinctly, then lifted his buttocks and moved inside.

Seeing that it would take some time to adjust the lights over there, Ji Jiang collapsed and lay on the bed too.

"Hey," Bai Jiu was taken aback, "Why did you lie down too?"

"I'm sleepy too," Ji Jiang said, "You are only allowed to sleep, and I am not allowed to lie down?"

"But," Bai Jiu paused, "There are so many people around, you..."

"Can't actors lie down and rest? This bed is so big, it's not like two people can't fit in it." Ji Jiang said, squeezing in again.

Inside this bed is a wall, and when Ji Jiang lay down like this, Bai Jiu was almost completely blocked by him, and for a moment he could only see Ji Jiang in front of him.

Bai Jiu stared at him twice, thought it looked pretty good, so he took a few more glances.

Ji Jiang smiled: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at my boyfriend," Bai Jiu said calmly, "My boyfriend seems to be handsome again."

Ji Jiang's expression was originally cold, but after hearing this sentence, he couldn't hold back for an instant, and his smile was bright: "Where is he handsome?"

"The armor is handsome," Bai Jiu said, and tapped on Ji Jiang's shoulder, and both of them heard a crisp echo, "it's not plastic."

Seeing that the newly brewed atmosphere was swept away by Bai Jiu, Ji Jiang couldn't help laughing: "You want to wear it too?"

"Think about it," Bai Jiu said, "I haven't acted as a general yet."

Ji Jiang thought about it for a while: "Well, I haven't played it, I only played a commander."

"Yeah," Bai Jiu complained, "I'm always given such a flashy role, with so many battle scenes, but I can only watch other people play it."

Ji Jiang suddenly said, "Is there a kissing scene in your drama?"

Bai Jiu was silent for a second, then said: "No."

"Yes," Ji Jiang said, "in No.20 and four episodes."

Bai Jiu's gaze instantly became complicated: "...do you even remember which episode?"

"Of course, I read it four times."

……

Bai Jiu couldn't help but said, "Thanks to the fact that I don't film many scenes, otherwise you probably won't have time to film."

"Kiss scene," Ji Jiang's focus was clear, and he poked his hand under the quilt, moving his hands around Bai Jiu's waist, "I don't even have any kiss scenes."

"That...that's borrowing a seat," Bai Jiu blushed a little, Ji Jiang's hands were extremely restless, and there were people around, even knowing that they couldn't see, Bai Jiu felt nervous in his heart.

However, Ji Jiang got worse, moving his hand from top to bottom, and then back to top again.

"...You are enough," Bai Jiu panted slightly, "I want to play the role of a patient, so what's the matter with blushing?"

"Doesn't a patient with a fever blush?" Ji Jiang lowered his voice, "That's reasonable."

"..."