As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

Not only were they defeated in the Anti-Japanese War, they were also locked up at home by Song Qinyi.

This plot is really not happy for anyone who watches it.

However, what he couldn't understand was why Qin Jia who was sitting next to him became more excited when Yan Shengyi acted sad and entangled in the TV series?

But he didn't see the male lead get slapped in the face that day, because Qin Jia's parents came back when there were two episodes left.

Qin Jia was immersed in the plot at that moment, pulling his arm and screaming.

When the two of them heard the door opening, they turned their heads suddenly, almost having a heart attack from fright.

So his last impression of childhood sweetheart was that Yan Shengyi's head hit the broken glass, and was sent to the hospital by Song Qinyi.

Ward, bandages, bodyguards, Mr. Song.

The film crew also gave too little information. If you haven't seen Qingwu Guess, you don't know the relationship between the characters.

But when he thought of the weird plot of his childhood sweetheart, his scalp tingled.

He turned his attention to Zhang Ping who was still standing guard at the door.

It seems that the budget applied by Xu Motou has been approved, and this group performer really looks like that.

Zhang Ping seemed to notice his gaze, and looked back at him: "Mr. Yan, what are your orders?"

Mr. Yan...

kind words...

It seems that he guessed the general direction of the right.

Ji Jingchi wanted to know where the remaining cameras were placed, but if he asked Zhang Ping blatantly, he would definitely not tell the truth.

Thinking of the cameras nearby, Ji Jingchi was a little nervous. Although he had been working behind the scenes, it was his first time to be on camera.

Moreover, his head was tied with three layers of bandages, so he couldn't express himself, and only his two eyeballs could move around.

For him to be on the show in this state, Xu Motou thinks highly of him too.

But if he doesn't respond at all, with Xu's character, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be allowed to come to the second point.

Ji Jingchi thought about it, and asked Zhang Ping anxiously: "Well, when will Song Qinyi come over?"

Every time he talked to Zhang Ping, the other party was surprised.

This time was no exception. Zhang Ping's eyes changed obviously. This question seemed difficult to answer, and he didn't reply for a long time.

Ji Jingchi estimated that this problem should not be in the script.

The film crew probably didn't expect him to have seen Qingwu Zhuan, so they didn't prepare the answer to his question.

He didn't make things difficult, so he asked something else: "Brother Zhang, are you working for Song Qinyi?"

"Yes." The answer was quick this time.

Ji Jingchi sighed in his heart, when the show was broadcast, the screen was absolutely filled with barrages like, "My God, this guy must have read the script".

2. Chapter 2

The hallway is quiet at the moment.

Although in the past few days, from time to time, some "staff" will come to beat Ji Jingchi to realize the reality.

But he has no fear at all.

Isn't it just for fun, see who can't stand it.

What's more, the food in the hospital is so meticulous, there is no need to worry about food or drink, and the joy of not thinking about leaving is simply a true portrayal of his current heart.

But the fly in the ointment is the 24-hour uninterrupted surveillance around you.

After all, Zhang Ping was not made of iron, and he was replaced by a guy who looked more robust.

Occasionally, new faces would come to stand guard, but it was the two of them who were almost the same.

Ji Jingchi stayed in the ward until it became moldy, touched the door of the room, and discussed with Zhang Ping: "Brother Zhang, you see that the weather is not bad today, shall we go down for a walk?"

Zhang Ping glanced at him sternly, first lowered his eyes to think quietly, and then said calmly: "I need to ask Mr. Song what he means."

It's really like that.

Ji Jingchi thought that because of Xu Motou's urinating nature, he wished him to go out for a walk, otherwise the guest would stay in the room staring at the camera in a daze, which would be something to watch.

After that end of the call, Zhang Ping put down the phone and nodded to Ji Jingchi: "You can go out for half an hour."

Ji Jingchi went back to the ward and grabbed his coat.

Zhang Ping also called two more bodyguards from the stairway.

The four of them, one in front and the other in the back, took the elevator to the small garden downstairs.

Ji Jingchi thought that he had been in the hospital for nearly five days, and he hadn't had a phone call with Qin Jia, and he didn't know how Qin Jia felt when he suddenly "evaporated".

Then he thought with a little complacency, but if it didn't disappear so suddenly, how could Jiajia realize his preciousness.

He wanted to laugh as he thought about it.

As soon as Zhang Ping turned around, he saw the sly smile in his eyes, and his posture immediately became vigilant, "Mr. Yan, what are you laughing at?"

Ji Jingchi looked over puzzled.

His head has been wrapped into a round snowball, can you tell that he is smiling?

With Zhang Ping's observation ability, being a bodyguard is simply wasteful.

Ji Jingchi subconsciously looked away, "I...I think of something very happy."

This move undoubtedly made him feel guilty.

Zhang Ping stopped, and also blocked Ji Jingchi's pace.

The man looked up at the sky, "Mr. Yan, I think it might rain. To be on the safe side, I'd better go back to the ward. What do you think?"

Although it was a discussion, Zhang Ping's tone sounded a bit unquestionable.

As soon as the voice fell, the two bodyguards behind Ji Jingchi reacted quickly, as if if he was not obedient, they would do something to force him to be obedient.

In Ji Jingchi's heart, 1 Cao Nima rushed past.

In his heart, he scolded the surnamed Zhang for being so unconscionable. In order to fight for the camera, he covered him inhumanely in the ward to mold.

Cheng, isn't it just adding plays? As an intern in the director department, when it comes to adding plays, there is no one present who is more professional than him.

Ji Jingchi immediately lifted Sister Lin's upper body, covered her heart and said in a weak voice, "Oh, my heart is so uncomfortable."

Zhang Ping looked at him suspiciously, probably to see if he was pretending.

Ji Jingchi kept doing nothing and shed two tears.

This is not true.

On the way to send Ji Jingchi to check, Zhang Ping pretended to call "Mr. Song".

Ji Jingchi wondered whether this "Mr. Song" was the devil Xu or not.

So he took advantage of the gap between Zhang Ping's speech and yelled at the phone, "Xu Jing...Xu Jing..."

But before he talked about the treatment this time, the two bodyguards behind him pulled him aside and controlled him.

Zhang Ping lingered on him for a while, then walked to a secluded place alone, not knowing what to plot with the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ping came back in a hurry, and asked him seriously, "Who is Xu Jing?"

Ji Jingchi wanted to laugh, but he actually asked him who Xu Jing was?

It's a pity that these people's acting skills don't win an Oscar.

The next sentence stunned Ji Jingchi even more: "Just now in the small garden, did you plan to let Xu Jing come to pick you up?"

No... Xu Jing is adding a role to himself.

Is Xu Motou's addiction so big?

Ji Jingchi was undecided for a while.

He tentatively asked, "Is there Xu Jing in the script?"

Zhang Ping: "..."

Ji Jingchi looked around, trying to find a location where the camera lens was not so obvious, and discussed with Zhang Ping in a low voice: "You just have to find out with me quietly, whether Xu Jing is in the script or not."

Zhang Ping sneered, pushed him away firmly, motioned for the two younger brothers to drag him to the ward, and then called again.

Ji Jingchi vaguely heard him say the first sentence to the phone: "Mr. Yan refuses to tell the truth."

Not long after returning to the ward, Ji Jingchi stared blankly at the camera again.

Zhang Ping came back and brought a doctor.

It's not the same doctor I saw a few days ago, this doctor looks younger.

The doctor carried a lot of professional equipment, and lifted up the clothes in front of Ji Jingchi to check his ventricle.

After the examination, the doctor shook his head with Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping nodded and sent someone to send the doctor.

Then Ji Jingchi sat on the bed and felt a chill in the back of his head.

Zhang Ping snorted coldly, closed the door, returned to the door and continued to be the door god.

Ji Jingchi also hummed a few times in a similar manner.

After swiping his phone bored for a while, he vaguely heard someone talking outside the door.

Looking up, a handsome figure was vaguely seen through the crack of the door.

Although the face is not very real, but the laughter is very recognizable.

Ou Baiqing...

This character had a life-threatening friendship with Song Qinyi in his childhood sweetheart.

Ji Jingchi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Next Second" really spent a lot of money this time, and actually invited actors to record the show together.

Along with the knock on the door, it was Ou Baiqing's pretendingly eager voice: "Xinyi, I heard that you didn't even recognize Zhang Ping when you woke up, so do you still recognize me?"

Ji Jingchi looked away.

He has no stage experience, and it is inevitable to be stage fright when looking at professional actors.

But this action fell into Obaiqing's eyes, and he somewhat disliked him.

Ou Baiqing felt relieved, "It seems that you haven't lost your memory."

He walked to the fruit basket in a daze, took an orange for himself, and peeled it open in front of Ji Jingchi, the fresh and sweet smell of juice wafted around.

As for Ou Baiqing's words, Ji Jingchi went into his left ear and out of his right.

He just noticed that a professional actor is a professional. Even though this drama has been on the air for so long, Ou Baiqing's expression and tone are exactly the same as those in the TV drama.

admire……

Ou Baiqing was actually a little out of ideas.

He and Yan Shengyi have only met each other a few times, and if they usually take a look, the person surnamed Song is wary of something, and suddenly they get along so close, even if he is an acquaintance like him, he doesn't know how to strike up a conversation with him.

Yan Shengyi's head was wrapped tightly, only two eyeballs were missing, turning around,