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He said he was going to visit the class, but Chen Yuanwen actually went the next afternoon.

He actually wanted to go a long time ago, but Zheng and Xu Wei were holding their breath.

He would let himself lose to a kid who just left school? !

That's impossible!

If Song Qinghe hadn't been killed halfway, he could hold his breath for another ten days and a half months at least.

That brat Xu Wei couldn't take it anymore, so I had to take the initiative to contact him.

But the bad thing was Song Qinghe.

Although Chen Yuanwen didn't want to admit it, there was really nothing wrong with Song Qinghe's appearance. He was tall, with good features.

There is such a person who stares at Xu Wei all day long, Chen Yuanwen really dare not take it lightly.

After sleeping until noon, after waking up, he went to the living room to do 5 sets of squats and 3 sets of alternating side lunges. After sweating, Chen Yuanwen went to the bathroom to take a shower.

These sets of movements were taught to him by Chen Yuanwen's fitness coach, all of which are hip-lifting and shaping movements.

After taking off his clothes and going into the bathroom, he deliberately took a picture in front of the mirror of the washstand.

Although I only practiced for more than a week, but judging by the degree of warping, it still has a certain effect.

He twisted his waist and shook triumphantly.

Hey!What a fucking warp!

Just this ass, who doesn't like it? !

He couldn't help falling in love with him himself, let alone Xu Wei, that little virgin.

After taking a shower, he picked out a lavender jacquard shirt from the closet and put it on, lazily tied a thin white bow tie around his neck, and sprayed two pumps of men's eau de toilette on his wrists and behind his ears. Only then went out the door with a smile on his face.

The filming location of "Sinking Fog" was in the suburbs, and the location was a bit out of the way. Chen Yuanwen arrived after driving for two and a half hours.

When he arrived at the entrance of the production team, sister Lily was already waiting for him there in advance.

In fact, a manager at Lily's level doesn't need to follow the actors into the group to suffer, it is enough to have an assistant to follow.

But Chen Yuanwen was worried that Xu Wei would be bullied in the crew. After all, Xu Wei was a newcomer who had just debuted, and the entire crew was his seniors. In the entertainment industry, it is too common for seniors to bully juniors. rest assured.

His people, except himself can bully, no one else can touch a hair.

"Where's Xu Wei? Still filming?" He asked Lily as he followed her to the studio.

Sister Lily nodded: "It's filming, you rested for more than ten minutes before you came, and now you are filming again.

"Is the shooting intensity of this crew high? Can it make people suffer?" He asked again.

"Don't tell me, it's really exhausting. Shen Ping, you know, is a workaholic and a perfect perfectionist. It's only been a week since the machine was started, and Xu Wei has already filmed two scenes. It's big night."

"It's okay for young people to suffer a little bit," his eyes sank, "but it shouldn't be too much. If the body is broken, how will you shoot in the next few months? You have to mention it to Shen Ping when it's appropriate."

"Okay, I understand." Sister Lily responded.

"By the way, Mr. Song from Helu is here today." Sister Lily said again.

"What?" He stopped in his tracks, with a bad tone, "Why is he here again? Didn't he just come to visit the class two days ago?"

Sister Lily smiled helplessly, "Who knows, maybe it's because I value this project more."

Value the project ass!

Song Qinghe's old shadow is definitely aimed at Xu Future!

Chen Yuanwen's eyes became colder, and his pace quickened a lot. Sister Lily had to trot to keep up.

After walking for about ten minutes, they finally reached the entrance of the studio. As soon as Chen Yuanwen walked in, he saw Song Qinghe and Song Qinghe's little assistant.

what do you say that is?

It seems to be called Xu Huai.

Song Qinghe had a cold face, with his hands in his trousers pockets, looking down at Xu Huai.

Xu Huai, on the other hand, bowed his shoulders and lowered his head, standing shyly in front of Song Qinghe, talking non-stop, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Chen Yuanwen sneered, thinking, Song Qinghe is too arrogant, he even came to the set to train people.

Song Qinghe was indeed very annoyed at the moment, but when Chen Yuanwen said that he trained people to come to the set, he was indeed wronged.

Song Qinghe arrived at the set about an hour earlier than Chen Yuanwen. Xu Huai's foot injury hadn't fully healed yet, so Song Qinghe drove the car on the way here.

At first Xu Huai was unwilling to say anything, he insisted that his feet were healed and he could drive now, but Song Qinghe should not be allowed to drive.

Chattering, annoying.

In the end, Song Qinghe grabbed his neck and threw him on the back seat of the car, and said coldly, "Shut up!"

Xu Huai then obediently closed his mouth, curled up and nestled on the seat.

Song Qinghe glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and the anger in his brows and eyes burned even more.

What Song Qinghe hates the most is his timid and cowering appearance, as if he is a scourge to him, and he can't avoid it.

All the way in silence, after arriving at the film crew in the outskirts, Song Qinghe parked the car with a cold face, slammed the door and left without even looking at Xu Huai.

Xu Huai bit his lip and locked the car, trotting all the way to catch up.

Xu Huai's foot injury was almost healed, but after all, it wasn't completely healed, so he couldn't run as fast as usual, and was thrown behind by Song Qinghe not long after.

Xu Huai simply stopped chasing him. He took out his mobile phone, searched for the nearest coffee shop, and ordered a cup of coffee for the whole crew.

In one of the cups, he specially added a note, only put three parts of sugar, no milk.

Song Qinghe's taste has always been different from other people's. When he was in the company, Song Qinghe's coffee was always brewed and brought to Song Qinghe by himself, and he never faked it.

After ordering coffee, he didn't rush in, he found a smooth stone outside, sat on it and waited patiently.

After about half an hour, the delivery boy finally arrived.

Xu Huai ordered nearly 50 cups of coffee, but the delivery boy couldn't hold them all by himself, so Xu Huai took two big bags from him and shared some for him.

Xu Huai also held Song Qinghe's cup in his hand alone.

It took about ten minutes to walk from the gate of the production team to the studio. Xu Huai's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was carrying two heavy bags in his hands, so he was very tired walking all the way.

After finally reaching the entrance of the studio, Xu Huai was about to call two people to help, when suddenly several people rushed over from behind, in a panic, Xu Huai was pushed forward forcefully, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

The coffee in the bag was supported by cardboard, and most of it was not spilled, but the cup in Xu Huai's hand was spilled thoroughly, leaving no drop.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" The people behind yelled, "You are moving things, what are you doing, are you from the crew? Huh?"

Xu Huai picked up the spilled coffee cup on the ground and got up on the ground with his hands.

The soles of his feet hurt a little, and his elbows seemed to be scratched. He felt that he was really carrying too much back during this time, and nothing was going his way.

Turning around to see, it turned out that the staff of the crew were carrying the props.

Although he was the one who lost the most, but after all, he was on his territory, and Song Qinghe and Xu Wei were still inside. He really didn't want his embarrassing appearance to be seen, so he raised his hand and patted his body coffee stains, and said to the man, "I'm sorry."

The man also knew that he was wronged, so he waved his hand, indicating that the matter is over.

Xu Huai bent down and was about to pick up the paper bag on the ground again. He had to find a place to wash the stain on his body quickly, otherwise Song Qinghe would get angry again when he saw it.

When Xu Huai was lost in his own thoughts, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"apologize to him."

It's Song Qinghe! !

Xu Huai suddenly stood up from the ground.

Song Qinghe had already walked to his side, followed by Xu Wei.

He grabbed the corner of his dirty clothes, turned to the direction of the staff member, lowered his head and whispered, "Are you..."

"I said, apologize to him." Song Qinghe interrupted him.

He raised his head for no reason, and found that Song Qinghe was not looking at himself, but staring at the staff member coldly.

The man looked worried, and wanted to argue a few more words.

At this time, someone leaned into his ear and said, "This is the big boss of the investor, please apologize quickly!"

Hearing this sentence, the man reluctantly said to Xu Huai: "I'm sorry."

Xu Huai waved his hand: "No...it's nothing, you guys go to work."

However, those people did not dare to leave, and all their eyes fell on Song Qinghe.

Xu Huai didn't want to sweep Song Qinghe's prestige because of himself, and at this time everyone in the studio was looking at them, including Xu Wei's, which made him very uncomfortable.

In a moment of impatience, he stretched out his hand and tugged at Song Qinghe's clothes, and whispered, "President Song, let them go, I'm really fine."

Song Qinghe didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and looked at him silently for a few seconds, then nodded expressionlessly.

The surrounding staff left quickly, and the takeaway brother left after putting down the coffee. In the blink of an eye, only Xu Huai, Song Qinghe, and Xu Wei were left at the entrance of the studio.

Song Qinghe didn't speak, Xu Wei also remained silent, Xu Huai stood alone opposite them, his body was dirty and his heart was barren.

He managed to hold up his smiling face, and asked Xu Wei softly, "Mr. Xu, are you done filming?"

"Well," Xu Wei responded to him, with no emotion in his voice, "I'm resting now."

"Then you talk to Mr. Song, I... I'll find a place to clean it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to go out.

Someone grabbed his arm suddenly, he turned around, Song Qinghe pulled him in front of him, and pushed him hard into the studio.

"Still running outside? Don't you think it's messy enough?" Song Qinghe said coldly, "Go inside and wash, don't come out if you can't wash clean."

"okay, I get it."

Being scolded by Song Qinghe in front of Xu Wei like this, he didn't dare to look up at Xu Wei, clutching the empty coffee cup tightly in his hand, enduring the pain, lowering his head, and ran into the studio as if fleeing .

"Brother Qinghe is so impatient with his little assistant." Xu Wei looked at Xu Huai's back and said jokingly.

"Stupid and stupid," Song Qinghe snorted coldly, "If it were you, you would be the same."

Hearing what Song Qinghe said, Xu Wei turned his head and glanced at Song Qinghe, then looked in Xu Huai's direction again, a smile quickly appeared on his lips, "It's been a long time since I saw you get so angry, All of a sudden, I thought I was back when I was a child again.”

Song Qinghe has been the king of children in the compound since he was a child. His grandfather used to be a soldier, but later retired and had nothing to do at home. He was too naughty, so the old man specially trained him. When he was six or seven years old, his grandfather held his neck He ran out of the house to practice marching, and then used this method on other children in the compound, training people like training small soldiers, very powerful.

At that time, he was a demon king in the world, his temper was as hot as a powder keg, and he would be on fire at any point. Coupled with the background of his family, no one in the whole compound dared to disobey him, and they all followed behind him.

When he became an adult, he did not follow the old path of his family, but started a business instead. Due to his strong background and strong skills, his business grew bigger and bigger, and his temper when he was a child has already restrained himself.

In addition, as he got older, his emotions became more and more invisible, and ordinary people couldn't figure out his habits at all.

Xu Wei hasn't seen him get angry for many years.

This Xu Huai easily angered him.

Xu Wei found it very interesting.

"Don't talk about him, how are you doing recently?" Song Qinghe restrained the anger on his face, and his tone was much softer, "Is the shooting intensity too high? I think you have dark circles under your eyes."

Xu Wei shook his head, "It's okay, I can still bear this intensity, don't worry."

"En." Song Qinghe wanted to say something more, but before he could speak, Shen Ping's voice came over.

"Come, come, the rest time is over, everyone is in position, ready to start shooting."

Xu Wei looked inside the shed and said, "I have to go in, Brother Qinghe, if you're busy, go back first, I'm fine here, don't worry."

Song Qinghe nodded at him: "You shoot yours, don't worry about me, go."

"Let's go." Xu ran into the shed before he finished speaking.