Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

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As soon as Di Ying came out, he regretted it. He and Teacher Ling had no ordinary relationship. The two of them even had children, and they still struggled with the secular rules of whether to pursue or not.

And no one stipulates that when you are pursuing, you must abide by the etiquette. How can it be called unruly when you are an adult?

Di Ying figured it out, and was about to go back when he ran into a key member of the second group.

After the last cooperation, he became familiar with the people in the second group, and he was able to chat a few words when they met.Everyone went out to drink at night, and happened to meet Di Ying, and they wanted to take him with them no matter what they said, Di Ying couldn't resist his kindness, so he was abducted to the wine table just like that.

It was freezing cold, and the locals drank wine that was burned at seventy or eighty degrees, and their throats were burning after a sip.

With wine, the topic will ferment. Hu Tianhai, a table of people, talks about the mountains, seeing that everyone else is no longer able to do it, but the more he drinks, the more clear-headed and energetic Di Ying is, which makes locals like the owner of the homestay look at him with admiration.

Back in the room, Ling Ji was still asleep, sitting on the bedside and reading the script.

Seeing Di Ying coming back, I was just about to ask him how long it took him to roll in the snow, but found that he was not in the right shape, so I stopped in time.

Di Ying went straight to his bed and sat down, her eyes were bright, staring at him closely.

Ling Ji smelled the strong smell of alcohol coming from him.

"Mr. Di is drunk?"

Di Ying didn't look drunk: "What did you call me?"

"Di Ying."

Di Ying reached out and pressed his lips: "I'll give you another chance, think about it."

Ling Ji observed him carefully and confirmed that he was drunk, but it was just a seemingly sane state before every drunk.

His cheeks flushed slightly: "Brother Ying."

Satisfied, Di Ying let go of his lips, and rubbed his fingertips along his chin back and forth: "My little Jizi has learned to seduce people after failing at school. Unexpectedly, your elder brother Ying is a gentleman."

Before Ling Ji could speak, he leaned over and blocked the other's lips.

His little Jizi is obviously well-behaved and cute, if he doesn't resist, how could a blind man call him an iceberg.

Di Ying kissed him until he couldn't breathe before letting him go, and he licked and licked the other's lips incessantly, as if there was honey on it.

Ling Ji managed to regain his breath. Alcohol was biting away at Di Ying's sanity, and his eyes didn't look as clear-headed as before. Ling Ji knew that after a while, his brother Ying would be "Aboci's" endlessly. up.

"Brother Ying is not a gentleman when he is drunk."

Di Ying lowered her face: "Who said that?"

"Where is Brother Ying's hand touching?"

Di Ying's face showed a smile of success in bad things.

"Who told you to deliberately seduce me just now?"

"I do not have."

"Xiao Jizi dares to do it but dares to admit it."

He pushed Ling Ji aside and lay down on his single bed.

"My little Jizi is so cute, I want to send a private message to Shi Lu, to have some stalks with her, just write a joke about you seducing me in the bathroom."

As he said that, he really took out his mobile phone, and failed to press the correct password after clicking for a long time.

Ling Ji couldn't understand his words: "Who is Shi Lu?"

"You don't know? That's such a pity, my little Jizi has lost a lot of fun in life..."

Ling Ji lay down next to him: "Then show me."

"Don't worry, when I unlock this phone, have you changed my password, why is it always wrong?"

Di Ying finally entered the correct password and opened Weibo to show him.

"Here, this is what I said, Qiu Mingshan Rider."

The first thing Ling Ji saw was his small Weibo ID.

"Yangtze Evening News crocodile, is this you?"

"Is this name handsome?" Di Ying began to slur his words at this moment, "Brother has one hundred and eight trumpets, and each name is so handsome."

Ling Ji felt as if he had seen this format before. He opened his Weibo, and in the hot comments, some fans called him his wife, and someone replied below, "Don't call him my wife, he is my wife."

This sentence was repeated by countless fans in the following posts. The first person said loneliness, like the first piece of dominoes, which was pressed down by all the subsequent pieces. This person's ID is exactly the same as the Yangtze Evening News crocodile.

"Plum blossoms make deer three times, can't it be you too?"

Di Yingjiu's face was dizzy: "I'd say the recognition is very high."

"What about the remaining one hundred and six?"

Di Ying generously opened the account memo and showed it to him.

Ling Ji looked at his roster of Water Margin heroes, as if he had stumbled into a zoo by mistake.

"The tuna does not fall down the fish, the pear blossoms bring rain cats, the triangular function dragons, the white-headed old men... wear fake JK armor?"

I really don't know how this person came up with so many weird names.

"Why do you drive so many trumpets?"

Di Ying answered irrelevantly: "Well, if anyone dares to bully you online in the future, I will send a large army to seek justice for you. No one can speak against me. All keyboard warriors are no match for me."

The drunken Di Ying didn't know that he had sold out all his trumpets, and still urged Ling Ji to see Shi Lu's car.

Ling Ji clicked into his collection, blood rushed to the top of his head in an instant.

"When you stare at your phone furtively, is that what you're looking at?"

"How can it be sneaky? It's literary appreciation."

He found that there seemed to be a new article in the update list that he hadn't read, but every square word was blurred and shaking.

"What is this writing? Why can't I understand it? Please read it for me."

Ling Ji felt embarrassed just by looking at it, but Di Ying was more drunk than usual, and Ling Ji refused, so he just messed around, half-coaxing and half-deceiving Ling Ji to read to him.

Shi Lu's car this time is a crew car. The director gave a lecture to the actors in the middle of the night, and then started to demonstrate. While demonstrating, he taught the actors how to find the camera and how to forget the shame in front of the camera. The sense of substitution is too strong, and it is immersive The environment is nothing more than that.

It was the first time for Ling Ji to read a good night story to a cheating child. The protagonist was his own little yellow text. While listening to it, the brat child was picky about not being full of emotion and not engaging enough in the lines. He was stricter than being a director.

The bear boy became interested, listening to the audio story was not enough, he had to act it out himself.

Di Ying's drinking madness didn't end until two or three o'clock in the morning, and the rest of the crew also slept until the next evening, so drunk that the next time the owner of the hotel enthusiastically brought out a good collection of wine for everyone to drink, everyone would be shocked. Shaking his head and thanking Bumin.

Wine is good wine, but it is a pity that everyone is not blessed to enjoy it.

When Di Ying woke up, he had a splitting headache, but this time he was not completely broken.

There are still a few fragments left in his mind, Teacher Ling in the bathroom, Teacher Ling being kissed by him, Teacher Ling reading Xiaohuangwen to him...

After summing it up, Di Ying was sure that he was dreaming, because nothing seemed to happen for real. He must have thought about it every day and dreamed at night to dream of so many bizarre plots.

Teacher Ling looked as calm as usual, and didn't have any special reaction. Di Ying became more and more convinced that all this was his drunken dream.

After a short break, the crew began to work overtime to set the scene, and shot the secondary shots before Director Xin came.

It was Ling Ji's turn for the two major scenes, and bad news came. The snow had buried the only way up the mountain, and a large crew was trapped at the foot of the mountain. According to local experienced villagers, even if the road was manually opened, it would take at least two weeks. to resume traffic.

One group urgently held a meeting and waited all day and one night in vain. The people at the bottom of the mountain finally finished their discussion. The shooting progress could not be delayed. .As a fledgling intern, Di Ying was forced to take the lead at the last moment.

Di Ying ran to the filming location in a daze before dawn, and didn't realize it was snowing.

With a heavy weight on his shoulders, someone put a cloak on him. Di Ying turned around and saw his hero looking at him worriedly.

"You've been standing here all morning, isn't it cold?"

It was only then that Di Ying realized that it was snowing, fluffy goose feathers fell from the sky, and his head and body were already covered in a thin layer of snow.

"I was thinking, how can I take a good shot here, but I can't find inspiration."

"Didn't Director Xin send someone a storyboard script?"

"Yes, but that's not the lens I imagined. I can shoot according to it, but I'm afraid I won't be able to capture the soul."

"So how do you get inspired?"

Ling Ji picked up a dry branch, walked to the center of the snow, and danced a few times: "Is this so?"

Di Ying's eyes brightened faintly: "You continue to play freely and do whatever you want, maybe it can inspire me."

Ling Ji danced his sword freely in the snow, without any rules or camera language. Whenever he thought of it, the "sword" in his hand pointed wherever he wanted, and even barely passed Di Ying's eyes twice.

Di Ying didn't blink his eyes, and followed his figure the whole time, feeling more and more excited. The next time the "sword tip" swept across his eyebrows, Di Ying stretched out his hand to hold it.

"Ms. Ling is indeed my muse, I thought about how to shoot."

Three days later, Director Xin received the rough cut samples from the mountain.

In the picture, the wounded swordsman is chased up to the snow mountain by the pursuers. He is exhausted and sits on the ground to rest. An unvigilant snow rabbit regards him as a tree and hides from the wind and snow under his cloak.

The elite pursuers arrived, and Ling Ji, who played the role of the swordsman, contributed his best fighting scene in the whole film. The man and the wind and snow were integrated, the white clothes on his body were stained red with blood, but there was no sign of defeat in his eyes .Until the last enemy was defeated, the blood-clothed swordsman stabilized his figure and stood still.

The onlookers in front of the screen did not dare to breathe, for fear that the breath would blow away the broken beauty.

The choice of this character is very appropriate, but I am afraid that only Di Ying can 100% capture Ling Ji's beauty.

A cold arrow was shot from the dark, and the swordsman could have avoided it, but at the last moment, his body moved in a strange direction, and the arrow hit the vital point impartially.After the swordsman fell to his knees, he stretched out his hand and gently drove away the stunned Snow Rabbit in front of him.

"Not bad!" Director Xin gave a good evaluation, "The effect is even better than I imagined."

Assistant director: "The second team is uneven, and they don't even have a martial arts instructor. It's amazing to be able to shoot like this. Fortunately, Ling Ji has experience in martial arts. Di Ying, if he wants to take the director's route seriously in the future, he must do a lot. .”

Director Xin nodded and said: "Well, where did this rabbit come from? It looks like it can act, and it cooperates well."

Wei Xin remembered from the side: "The day Ling Ji left, he looked for a rabbit everywhere, it seemed to be his pet."

"It turned out to be a specially invited actor. It would be great if we could lend us a shot."

Ling Ji passed the last fight scene, and there is only one scene of burning the house and self-destruction that is the most important before the finale.

During this period of time, whenever he had time, he would receive Xin Yi's psychological treatment. Di Ying especially wanted to know what he and Xin Yi were talking about every time. In order to respect the patient, he could only refrain from asking.

According to Di Ying's request, if Xin Yi's psychological assessment of Ling Ji fails, the ignition scene must be shot on a green screen.

In the end, Xin Yi's suggestion was to give it a try.

"Are you sure?" Di Ying was worried. It took him several years to overcome his fear of fire.

"I'm not [-]% sure but," Xin Yi paused, "Ling Ji has his own spiritual support, maybe you can let him try."

In the last scene, when it was heard that the house was going to be burned, the fellow villagers on the mountain came to watch from a distance.

Holding an unlit torch in his hand, Ling Ji was taking a deep breath.

Di Ying stood by his side nervously: "How about it? Is it okay? If not, don't force it."

The torch trembled slightly as it touched the fire.The scorching flames were instantly ignited, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ling Ji took a step back, almost throwing away the torch in his hand.But he held back at the last moment, and even though his hands were shaking violently, the torch was still held firmly.

Di Ying held his hand: "Don't panic, take a deep breath."

Ling Ji followed him to adjust his breathing.

"Xin Yi said that you have a spiritual pillar, try to imagine what it looks like, and you can also imagine the torch as it."

Ling Ji's hands gradually stabilized, and his breathing found a rhythm again.

He took a few steps forward, lit the firewood in front of him, and the strong bonfire illuminated his face.

"Your spiritual pillar seems to be very useful, but this is just an experiment. You have to set the whole room on fire, and you have to stay in it for at least 30 seconds. There is only one chance to shoot, and if you fail, all previous efforts will be wasted. You can do it ?"

Ling Ji turned his head, his face still pale against the firelight: "I can."

Di Ying was still worried, Xiao Yi hugged Xiao Ao Rabbit to watch mommy filming in a place where there were few people, Di Ying ran over from afar and borrowed Xiao Ao.

"Listen, son, I don't know what abilities you have. If you are really human, in case of an accident, you must find a way to help Mommy. This time you are allowed to use your abilities, and you will never be criticized. Daddy please."

His tone was very sincere, and Xiao Ao didn't know how much he understood, so he replied innocently: "Squeak!"

Di Ying asked the field workers to check the fire extinguishing equipment several times. He personally checked each fire extinguisher to make sure everything was safe before giving the signal to the executive director.

This is a successful shooting that must be done once and for all, and everyone is very energetic.

The executive director exchanged glances with the person in charge of each link, and he yelled "Action" more solemnly than ever.

Di Ying moved the monitor to the closest distance that the camera could not capture, with cold sweat in his palms.

Ling Ji held the torch, and the hut was lit sequentially from the inside to the outside.

The wood was doused with oil and burned quickly when it encountered a fire. In a blink of an eye, Ling Ji was surrounded by flames.

To ignite the last door of life and completely cut off the hope of survival, Ling Ji raised his hand, the torch rolled into the straw pile, sparks jumped and splashed.

Ling Ji stood alone in the fire scene, and his brilliant life was about to end here.

This was the last time he looked at the world, and there was no trace of nostalgia for the world in his indifferent eyes.

The fire burned hotter and hotter, and the faces of the people in the hut gradually disappeared behind the raging flames, becoming blurred.

After finally getting a satisfactory picture, Di Ying couldn't wait to shout: "Come on! Put out the fire!"

The field worker with a fire extinguisher rushed up, and Xiao Ao broke free suddenly, leaving only the rabbit fur coat in Xiao Yi's arms.

Xiao Yi blurted out, "Xiao Ao!"

Xiao Ao landed on the ground, arched his back, and let out a loud roar in the direction of the fire.

The roar created a strange wind, and the wind swept across the sky with snowflakes flying all over the sky. After being blinded for a short time, the field workers found that none of the fire extinguishers in their hands worked.

Di Ying was anxious: "What's going on? Why haven't you put out the fire yet!"

"The fire extinguisher is broken!"

"mine too!"

"Save people! Hurry up and save people!"

The burning beams and columns collapsed heavily, completely isolating the people in the fire scene into another world.

The field worker rushed in with the fire blanket in his arms, and suddenly his hands were empty. Di Ying's back flashed and disappeared behind the thick smoke.

There was chaos outside: "Di Ying went in too!"

"Hurry up, save people!"

Ling Ji stood calmly in the only open space not affected by the flames, holding his breath and waiting for rescue, but it was Di Ying who was waiting.

The calmness was broken by nervousness, "What are you doing here?"

Di Ying hastily put the fire blanket around him.

"I swore I would never leave important people in danger again."

Di Ying pulled him to rush out, but didn't pull him.

He thought Ling Ji was afraid: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

The second time he exerted force, he still remained motionless, and when he turned around, he found that Ling Ji's eyes were clear.

"Then I also swore not to leave any regrets when the danger comes."

Ling Ji held his face in the raging fire.

"Di Ying, I love you."

Soft lips followed closely.

Rescuers rushed into the scene of the fire, the touch on his lips disappeared, and Di Ying was hugged and forced to go out. He saw another wave of people rushing towards Ling Ji, and the two looked at each other amidst the flames, smoke and chaos, until they were completely deprived of sight .

People hurriedly gathered around, and Di Ying used all his patience to let them check until it was confirmed that he was not injured.He pushed aside the crowd vigorously and walked straight to the nanny car.

Ling Ji was also miraculously safe and sound, and was being surrounded to ask for his health, when the menacing Di Ying appeared outside the car.

He stood at the door with a sullen face, and everyone inexplicably had the idea that they must leave here as soon as possible, and they walked away in just a few seconds, and closed the car door for the two of them.

Di Ying strode in front of his seat, and Ling Ji's eyes followed his movements.

"You don't love me at all." Di Ying said through gritted teeth.

A rift of astonishment appeared on Ling Ji's calm expression.

Di Ying squeezed his jaw hard, forcing his raised face up to the limit.

He leaned over and said word by word:

"Otherwise, instead of just kissing me on the lips, you should be like this—"

He forcefully pried open the other's jaw, and kissed him hard.