The full-level actress dressed as a female supporting O

The next day, on set.

The filming was in preparation, and Xiang Wan urged her make-up artist to speed up several times. She wanted to find Fu Sheng before the director started filming.

It's not that she has something to say to Fu Sheng, she just wants to see Fu Sheng, the sooner the better.

When Fu Sheng walked out of the dressing room with Shi Shiran holding the hem of his skirt, Xiang Wan was already waiting at the door.

"Sister," Xiang Wan called out in a low voice. She looked around slightly and lowered her voice to ask, "Sister, what did you and Mr. Yang... talk about last night?"

"Want to know?" Fu Sheng smiled sweetly.

Xiang Wan nodded eagerly.

Fu Sheng also lowered his voice, lowered his head and whispered in Xiang Wan's ear, "It's nothing."

The breath of the chuckle left a tingling/numbing sensation behind Xiangwan's ears, but the culprit walked away gracefully.

Xiang Wan was suffocated by Fu Sheng's attitude, took two quick steps to catch up with the thin figure in front of her, took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and said angrily in a tone similar to that of a little girl, "Sister, You fool me!"

Fu Sheng laughed, stretched out his arms, took Xiang Wan's shoulders into his arms, and then patted Xiang Wan's hair.

The first thing I encountered was the sharp pearl hairpin of the eldest princess.

Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and withdrew his hand, along with the arm that was on Xiang Wan's shoulder.

"It's work, stop making trouble." Fu Sheng said.

The scene had already been set up, and the lighting engineer was doing the final adjustments. Fu Sheng went on stage and confirmed the position with the director. A gust of wind came from nowhere, and Xiang Wan only felt that his shoulders were extraordinarily cold.

Fu Sheng clearly indulged Xiang Wan's approach and coquettishly indulged in Xiang Wan's unreasonable noise, but whenever Xiang Wan wanted to take the opportunity to take a step forward, Fu Sheng could always get away in time and leave without taking a cloud with him.

She seemed to have drawn a line in her heart. If Xiang Wan didn't cross this line, she could do whatever she wanted, but once Xiang Wan approached this line, Fu Sheng would calmly push her back to the original point.

It was as if she was just a little sister who could only clamor for sweets, and Fu Sheng was that helpless gentle sister who spoiled and pampered her just because she was a little sister.

Xiang Wan was not reconciled.

But she is now in a dilemma. If she keeps pretending to be a little Omega, then Fu Sheng will only treat her as a little sister. If she shows Fu Sheng her true colors, then Fu Sheng will definitely be scared away.

Tsk, for the first time Xiang Wan regretted why she insisted on pretending to be O.

Director Han yelled with a loudspeaker that all parties should be ready. Fu Sheng had already stood still under the light, and was waiting for Xiang Wan to play.

In this scene, a long time has passed since the plot shot the day before.

During this period, the eldest princess and Fang Qiaohe had many contacts, and the relationship between the two became more and more intimate. The actor secretly came to the princess's residence to play wild, and the widow princess, who should have devoted herself to chanting sutras and praying for blessings, waited eagerly under the eaves filled with sandalwood. A man with a heart.

Shared secrets entwine them, bringing the two closer together.

Of course, this is not the main line of the play. Director Han used a few meaningful shots to briefly describe the changes here.It is a delicate little white flower blooming beside the path in front of the eldest princess's gate, it is the crimson skirt that flashes past the alley when the heavy rain is pouring, and it is also a path stepped out in the bamboo forest.

Fang Qiaohe's courage was brought up by the eldest princess, and she began to inquire about some secrets that she had never dared to hear before. For example, one day Fang Qiaohe and the musician who recruited her into the palace rehearsed a new song, and somehow they chatted. During the ceremony and music class, I participated in many big scenes, including the funeral of the eldest princess' son-in-law who died early.

The death day of the son-in-law is today.

Action!

Fang Qiaohe has never met a son-in-law, and it is rumored that he is just a second-generation ancestor who cannot be supported by mud, but the eldest princess seems to love him very much.

Ever since she left as her son-in-law, the eldest princess has returned to the palace to accompany the ancient Buddha with the green lamp. Fang Qiaohe has seen the eldest princess accidentally showing that kind of distressed and lonely expression many times.

That is the eldest princess, the best eldest princess in the whole world.

Every time he meets the eldest princess, Fang Qiaohe makes plans early, for fear that the eldest princess will wait for her for even a quarter of an hour.How could someone be favored by the eldest princess and leave her cruelly?

How sad should the eldest princess be on this day every year?

For the first time, Fang Qiaohe didn't make an agreement with the eldest princess, so she came to the door quietly by herself.

Fang Qiaohe wanted to accompany her when she was most lonely.

Fang Qiaohe carried a pack of peach blossom crisps in front of her chest, which were bulging. She went to pick the petals before dawn, and when she came back, she marinated them with sugar, mashed them and filtered out the juice, pinching them one by one by herself.

When she was young, she always bought all her pocket money into caramel when she was going to the market. When she was sad, she would eat one, and eat something sweet, so that her heart would not be bitter.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, Fang Qiaohe walked towards a familiar direction stepping on the moonlight.

The side hall of the Buddhist hall, the residence of the eldest princess, is lit like beans by candlelight.

The two figures were reflected on the paper window by the candlelight. Even with eyes closed, Fang Qiaohe could recognize one as the silhouette of the eldest princess, and the other as a male voice. They were talking at the bottom of their voices, and he could still be seen growing a beard on the silhouette of the window.

"Your Highness, the scriptures have been prepared. Master Cheng is the leader of the world's literati. If he comes out, he will definitely stir up chaos among the students."

"Okay." The eldest princess's voice was stern and stern that Fang Qiaohe was unfamiliar with, "Step by step, we must pull him off that seat."

Fang Qiaohe's heart skipped a beat, as if she had broken the eldest princess' secret.

Back away in panic.

snap --

Fang Qiaohe stepped on a broken branch in the yard.

"Who?" The eldest princess was alert.

The door opened with a creak, and a figure in a white cloak walked out in the dim candlelight. Her skirt was still spotless, and her face was as cold as ice.

Fang Qiaohe fell to the ground, looking up from her angle, the eldest princess's sharp lips were pressed down, as if she was looking down on a trivial ant.

"Your Highness." The man also came out.

He was wearing the servant's clothes, his gray hair reflected slightly under the moonlight, his old and cloudy eyes moved towards Fang Qiaohe's direction, as if looking at a dead object.

He is the current prime minister and the father of the late son-in-law.

The prime minister made a gesture and looked at the eldest princess.

The eldest princess took a step forward, and in Fang Qiaohe's sight, the corners of her skirt fluttered under the white veil. This moment was just like that moment, but Fang Qiaohe was no longer waiting for the eldest princess to raise her chin and chuckle.

"Have you heard everything?" the eldest princess asked now.

"How much did you hear?"

"Slave... I didn't hear anything, I don't know anything..." Fang Qiaohe knelt on the spot, her forehead pressed against the cold and slippery ground.She didn't dare to be commensurate with the eldest princess, you and me any more.

"According to the old minister, dead people can't hear anything and don't know anything." The prime minister said in a deep voice.

The eldest princess did not speak, she no longer called Fang Qiaohe affectionately as her own Qiaoqiao, but she did not allow the prime minister to kill Fang Qiaohe either.

The eldest princess squatted down slowly again, and ordered: "Look at me."

Fang Qiaohe looked up, feeling that the eldest princess was terribly strange at this time.

But perhaps, this has always been the real eldest princess, the only princess who survived the power struggle of the previous generation.

"You shouldn't have come." said the eldest princess.

"I didn't ask you to come, why did you come today?"

"Did you know that today is the death day of the son-in-law." The eldest princess's voice was very soft, as if she was telling herself, "It's all the imperial power's fault. It was the imperial power that killed him. He was never the one who should be damned."

Fang Qiaohe was shocked, the father of the late son-in-law conspired with the eldest princess on the anniversary of his death, she said that the son-in-law should not have died, it was the imperial power who killed him.

Did the son-in-law die unexpectedly?

If the son-in-law did not die of a severe illness as rumored, then the prime minister and the eldest princess got together...

shudder.

Fang Qiaohe just heard the eldest princess say that she will pull him down from that seat.

who is he?Which seat is that seat?

Having smashed through such a shocking secret, Fang Qiaohe understood that she was doomed to die, but she didn't understand why the eldest princess, who was dressed in white and escaped from the world, looked like this.

Fang Qiaohe took one last look at the eldest princess, then closed her eyes and waited.

"It's good that you're here, I was still hesitating how to speak to you, but now I don't have to."

Fang Qiaohe opened his eyes and saw the eldest princess standing up and turning her back, the moonlight cast a cold light on her whole body.

"Qiaoqiao," the eldest princess called out the soft name again, "Can you help me?"

If the eldest princess had said such weak words before, Fang Qiaohe would help her do it even if she was heartbroken.

But now, Fang Qiaohe was afraid that he would not have that life.

"Brother Huang, there are too many people coming and going, I want you to help me keep an eye on him, and see who he meets and what he says every day."

"Your Highness!" The prime minister was shocked.

In a split second, the prime minister came to his senses, he sized up Fang Qiaohe's face under the bright moonlight, the more he looked at her, the more frightened he became.

Fang Qiaohe is extremely beautiful, if such a person appears beside the emperor...

"It turns out that His Royal Highness has planned for a long time." The prime minister said in admiration.

It turned out that she had planned for a long time.

"Qiaoqiao, are you willing?" The eldest princess was still gently asking for Fang Qiaohe's opinion, as if she really gave Fang Qiaohe a choice.

"If you go to the emperor's side, I will help you. You can live a good life. No one will force you to do errands anymore. No one will instruct you to deliver things across the entire harem in heavy rain."

"You will have many, many jewels, and you can use them to make the most beautiful pearl hairpins in the world."

The eldest princess spoke very slowly, as if she was bewitching.

"Go ahead and treat it as helping me and helping yourself."

The eldest princess turned around, looked at Fang Qiaohe who was kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, and softly uttered the last sentence.

She said, "How about it, my Qiaoqiao?"

Cut!

A tear just happened to fall from the corner of Fu Sheng's eye, Fang Qiaohe held back the unshed tear, and finally Fu Sheng shed it for her.

Fu Sheng should have entered the scene. After the director called the card, she couldn't recover for a long time, and sat on the ground silently.

There was no assistant rushing up to ask about his health, so Xiang Wan silently took out a tissue and handed it to Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng folded the paper towel in half, and carefully blotted away the tears around his eyes with a sharp corner.

"I hate betrayal and deceit the most." Fu Sheng said.

Xiang Wan stood where she was, feeling desolate in her heart.

In fact, she will also be in the play.

Outsiders said that Xiang Wan was a genius, not only because she won the Best Actress Award at a young age, but also because she was able to switch between herself and the role quickly, as if for her, a dozen slates meant two worlds.

Someone once analyzed whether Xiang Wan's kind of acting was considered a play, and the final result of the debate was that she was a genius who performed with intuition. She knew what to do by nature, but she couldn't empathize.

But if Xiang Wan couldn't empathize, why was she so sad.

The eldest princess lied to Fang Qiaohe, but why didn't Xiang Wan lie to Fu Sheng? If one day Fu Sheng knew the truth, would she still cry silently like now?

Fu Sheng sniffed, smiled a little, sat on the ground and stretched out his hand to Xiang Wan, "Give me a hand."

Xiang Wan quickly reached out, and Fu Sheng held Xiang Wan's hand, using his strength to stand up from the ground.

"I'm not practicing enough, I'm making you laugh." Fu Sheng rubbed his nose, as if a little embarrassed.

Carefully blotted away the tears, Fu Sheng didn't have any makeup on at all, and she brushed the broken hair from the corner of her forehead that was blown away by the wind, as if she had never cried.

"Sister," Xiang Wan asked in a low voice, "If you meet someone like the eldest princess, you will also..."

Xiang Wan stared at the paper towel that Fu Sheng held in his palm. The corner of the paper towel was soaked with salty tears, and it was wrinkled, which made people feel panicked.

"Will I cry silently too?" Fu Sheng asked back.

"You misunderstood." Fu Sheng laughed, "It was Fang Qiaohe who was crying, not me. I was just too emotional and didn't stop the car."

"What's the use of crying? If someone lies to me, I'll blow his head off."

Xiang Wan: "..."

Xiang Wan looked at the crumpled tissue in Fu Sheng's hand...

hiss--

My head seems to be starting to hurt.

"Stop chatting, look for the status, we will take a picture."

Director Han yelled, he is a person who puts efficiency first, if it wasn't for Xiang Wanka's high-energy township, and replaced by other unknown young actors who don't work here and just chat, Director Han will probably lose his temper.

The next one, immediately after the one just now, is about Fang Qiaohe's parting from the eldest princess.

Fu Sheng returned to his original position, and his emotions were brewing again. Xiang Wan watched Fu Sheng's eyes gradually become watery, and tears filled his eyes, but he tried his best not to let a single drop fall.

Action!

The eldest princess' gentle voice was like a sharp knife wrapped in honey, piercing Fang Qiaohe's last luck.

The eldest princess asked: "How about it, my Qiaoqiao?"

silence.

The scale of time seems to be elongated, everything seems pale and distant, and the water vapor in the night air, as well as the occasional cicadas piercing the night sky, are all taken away.

There is only each other between heaven and earth.

Fang Qiaohe said, "Okay."

The eldest princess breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly, she seemed to be nervous about something, and now she finally got an answer that made her feel at ease.

Fang Qiaohe knelt down on the ground, kowtowed respectfully to the eldest princess, and when kowtowed, the peach blossom crisps on her chest fell straight down.

It's just a burden that some people don't like, it's so ugly, it's ugly.

The eldest princess nodded, and Fang Qiaohe turned to leave.

"and many more."

The moment Fang Qiaohe was about to step out of the yard, the princess called to stop her.

Fang Qiaohe turned around and saluted respectfully.

"What did you bring?" The eldest princess pointed at Fang Qiaohe's chest, the burden was already exposed.

"Just something to eat."

"It's late at night, haven't you eaten yet?" the eldest princess asked with concern.

Fang Qiaohe's nose was sore, and the tears she had held back for a long time almost fell down.

This is what she wants to give to the eldest princess, but how can she still say it now.

"Come in with me for some snacks, fill your belly before you go back." The eldest princess lowered her eyes when she said this, making it difficult to see how sincere she was.

"Your Highness, no." The prime minister dissuaded, "How can she enter His Highness's temple as a servant?"

The eldest princess has sharp eyes, "Of course she can get in."

Only then did Fang Qiaohe notice that there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable undercurrent between the eldest princess and the prime minister.

Fang Qiaohe was finally invited into the eldest princess's room. She sat awkwardly in front of the coffee table. There were several plates of delicate snacks on the table, accompanied by clear soup of calming tea.

The eldest princess took out a small plate and asked Fang Qiaohe to put the peach blossom pastry in it, the pastry was already a bit broken after going through a bumpy journey.

It pales in comparison.

Under the gaze of the eldest princess, Fang Qiaohe picked up a small piece of snack and put it in the mouth, it melted in the mouth, leaving a light sweet taste on the tip of the tongue, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers.

"Seeing that you are eating happily, I am also a little hungry." The eldest princess smiled slightly.

Her white and tender fingers went straight to the plate of broken peach blossom cakes.

"do not--"

Before Fang Qiaohe could stop it, the eldest princess had already delivered it into her mouth.

"It's delicious." The eldest princess praised.

Seeing that Fang Qiaohe had something to say, the Eldest Princess took the whole dish into her arms one step ahead, like a naughty boy who was afraid that his treasure would be snatched away, "Leave this to me, you can take those all away."

"Are you okay?" the eldest princess asked again.

"it is good."

Fang Qiaohe couldn't refuse the eldest princess, and she couldn't refuse the eldest princess, even if she now understood that the eldest princess was just using her, Fang Qiaohe could still blame herself for being stupid.

Moths to the fire.

The eldest princess sent Fang Qiaohe outside the courtyard, and the palace wall cast a dark shadow, completely engulfing the shadows of the two of them.

"Qiaoqiao, just bear with me, I will pick you up."

The eldest princess left these words in Fang Qiaohe's ear, and turned back to her own yard.

There was silence everywhere, the last candle was blown out, and the empty courtyard looked like a monster with its mouth open, clearly telling people that if they took a step forward, they would be smashed to pieces.

Fang Qiaohe was so caught off guard, with a terrified expression, stepping into the vortex of power that narrowly escaped death.

Cut!

Xiao Wu: "The host is so nb!!! That expression at the end is amazing!"

Not only Xiao Wu was cheering, but the prime minister who was not shown in the last scene also stared wide-eyed behind Director Han's monitor. He involuntarily stretched his neck and stared at the screen, gasping for air.

To be honest, when the manuscripts boasting about Fu Sheng's beauty and acting skills were flying all over the sky at the beginning, he dismissed them, and even the passionate call at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain had a counterproductive effect on this veteran actor.

Deng Lei, who plays the prime minister, is an old actor with a more upright personality than his appearance. He is the most despised of young actors who have masterpieces, but the marketing is a master's style.Deng Lei joined the group late, and this is the first time he has seen Fu Sheng act on the spot. Before that, he had only heard about it in other people's comments.

[The new genius who made the Qingcheng Mountain stand out. 】

[One glance at Jiquan Tiancai Omega who has been around for ten thousand years. 】

[Bet with the producer on the topic queen who was invited back by Mr. Yang. 】

There were endless topics about Fu Sheng, but all in all, Deng Lei dismissed them.

In the age of god-making, there were as many geniuses as dogs, and masters walked everywhere, which was a joke to Deng Lei.

However, this Fu Sheng seemed to be real.

There is an aura about her that is hard to describe that makes one believe in the magic of the characters she plays.Deng Lei only experienced one rivalry scene before he deeply felt Fu Sheng's magic power.

Fu Sheng seemed to pull the characters out of the script, and stood in front of Deng Lei alive, making Deng Lei seem more devoted than before.

Coming out of the rival play, from the perspective of the audience from the director's position, Fu Sheng is also shining, and even Deng Lei thinks that Fu Sheng and Xiang Ying are not inferior to each other.Not only was he not inferior, but even in this scene when Fu Sheng's emotions erupted, he was more eye-catching than Xiang Wan.

Just watching this clip, who would have thought that this drama is Xiang Wan's leading heroine "The Empress"?Even changing it to "Fang Qiao He Biography" is reasonable.

"Ms. Fu has worked hard." Director Han said.

"Thank you." Deng Lei blurted out unconsciously.

Fu Sheng didn't say nonsense such as being polite or not working hard. She smiled and bowed in the direction of the director and staff, took her water glass and went back to the dressing room.

Acting is not only physical labor, but also an extremely cruel emotional labor. Actors often have to put themselves in the emotions of the characters in order to dedicate their best performances.

Fu Sheng was very tired.

The Fang Qiaohe played by her has experienced the youthfulness of ambiguity and ignorance in a short period of time, the panic of breaking through the conspiracy, the anger of being betrayed and used, and finally realizing that even so, she cannot refuse the pain of that person.

This was a fight with his own heart, and Fang Qiaohe's fight ended in a crushing defeat.

Fu Sheng closed her eyes in silence, letting the make-up artist Yan Xueqing remove the heavy headgear and complicated fixing clips for her bit by bit. When the last clip was taken off, Fu Sheng's long black hair poured down and spread over her shoulders.

The cool and moist makeup remover towels traveled on the face, and the place where it passed finally ushered in a sense of freedom from shackles.

Fu Sheng's consciousness gradually drifted away, his whole body became light and light, his breathing gradually slowed down, and Yan Xueqing's movements became softer and softer.

tuk tuk-

Someone knocked on the door of the dressing room, Yan Xueqing hurriedly stood up to open the door, no matter who is outside, don't let him disturb Fu Sheng's rest.

However, at the same time that Yan Xueqing got up, Fu Sheng also opened her eyes, as if she was so tired that she fell asleep just now was just an illusion.

"Which one?" Fu Sheng asked loudly.

"Ms. Fu, it's me." It was Xiang Wan's voice.

Yan Xueqing glanced at Fu Sheng, and saw that Fu Sheng didn't show any impatience, but Mrs. Fu was showing off on the set today, even overshadowing the heroine Xiang Wan. At this time, Xiang Wan came to look for Fu Sheng, and Yan Xueqing's mind suddenly turned Several thoughts passed.

"Please come in." Fu Sheng didn't hesitate at all.

"You go back first, I will do the rest myself." She nodded politely to Yan Xueqing.

Xiang Wan had already pushed open the door of the dressing room. Yan Xueqing thought that with so many eyes on the set, there shouldn't be any problems. She put down the makeup remover towel, said hello to Xiang Wan, and left quickly.

The moment she stepped out of the door of the dressing room, Yan Xueqing suddenly had a strange thought in her heart. Xiang Wan and Fu Sheng are too inseparable, right?

Yan Xueqing turned her head to look, and Xiang Wan casually sat down next to Fu Sheng with a plate in her hand. The two of them talked together, and the scene seemed extraordinarily harmonious.

In an instant, a bold idea flashed through Yan Xueqing's mind. She remembered the scene where Xiang Wan picked Fu Sheng's chin in the play, and the scene where Xiang Wan contributed the first ng after joining the group the day before, which was caressing Fu Sheng's body. Back when...

Wait, why caress?

Yan Xueqing shivered, and carefully glanced at the two people in the dressing room from the corner of her eye. Feeling that she had discovered something, she quickly said in her heart: "See no evil, see no evil..."

If I remember correctly, both of them are Omega, Yan Xueqing called them good guys.

Yan Xueqing secretly closed the door of the dressing room for the two of them, and tried to leave work early without changing her face.

In the dressing room, the temperature in the small enclosed space rose sharply.

"Sister, I almost can't continue acting today." Xiang Wan complained to Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng: "?"

This is quite new.

Actors who have worked with Fu Yinghou in the past said that Fu Sheng is very good at leading people, and they are particularly entertaining when they play opposite her.

"When I read the script, I didn't think so. Today, I personally performed this part. I think the eldest princess is such a scum." Xiang Wan pinched the corner of her clothes, and the expensive and delicate fabric was ruined under her hands.

"When I saw my sister crying, I almost couldn't hold back." Xiang Wan sighed, "Isn't it very unprofessional of me to do so?"

Xiang Wan bowed her head, waiting for Fu Sheng to rub her hands.

It can be said that she is off work now, she has removed the beaded hairpin and hair cover from Xiang Wan's head, and now she is wearing her own soft curly hair.

She was still thinking about Fu Sheng's head smack that he didn't send out before the filming started today.

Three seconds passed, and nothing happened to Xiang Wan's hair.

Xiang Wan: "?"

She looked up and peeked, and found that Fu Sheng was leaning on the back of the chair and looking at her with his arms folded, like a senior who was about to reprimand an incompetent junior.

What kind of strange direction is this?

Fu Sheng cleared his throat, and his voice was a little tired: "If you say that, it is indeed a bit unprofessional."

"To play a role, you have to completely stand on the role's standpoint and pull yourself out. The eldest princess is a person with big plans. Even if she can't bear it in her heart, she can't stop herself for Fang Qiaohe."

"The most she can give Fang Qiaohe is tenderness." Fu Sheng glanced over the plate Xiang Wan brought over on the table.

There are several small snacks on the plate, one of each color, which are the props of the scene just now.

The prop teacher prepared a lot, and prepared that if the actor had a problem and couldn't take several shots in a row, the props should be rich.

After all, under the camera, Fu Sheng and Xiang Wan are really delicious.

As a result, the actors did not live up to their expectations, and it was all a matter of course. The leftover snacks were not needed, so the passing staff took them casually.

As Fu Sheng said, he pinched one and threw it into his mouth. The small snacks made by the crew were indeed delicious, and they were not sweet.

"You like me, so you feel distressed when you see me being deceived, but it's not me who was deceived, the role is the role, and I am me." Fu Sheng laughed.

Hearing Fu Sheng say "I like it", Xiang Wan's heart suddenly moved. At that moment, she almost thought that she was about to receive the response she had been longing for.

As a result, the "like" that Fu Sheng said seemed to be different from the like she thought.

Especially after listening to the whole sentence, Xiang Wan felt even more guilty. If Fu Sheng found out that Xiang Wan had been lying to her, Xiang Wan was actually an Alpha...

Fu Sheng said before: "If someone cheats on me, I will blow his head off."

I shudder to think about it.

"Sister is right." Xiang Wan smiled apologetically.

I don't know when it started, but Xiang Wan has become accustomed to Fu Sheng's sense of seniority that is naturally revealed in his words and actions.

Xiang Wan had seen Fu Sheng's previous works, and Xiang Wan would have almost believed it if the fans' previous "looting theory" hadn't been too absurd.

The main reason is that Fu Sheng has changed too much from before. Not only his acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds, but his whole person has become different. Now Fu Sheng is confident and radiant.

"So my sister's acting skills are improving by leaps and bounds, is it because of trying to figure out the character's position?" Xiang Wan tentatively asked.

Xiao Wu: "SOS! The host, Xiang Wan doubts your identity, what should I do?"

"Just think about it. I keep thinking about it and study the characters thoroughly." Fu Sheng said ambiguously.

Xiang Wan showed a puzzled expression.

Fu Sheng smiled slightly, and took out a stack of scripts from his bag, which were densely filled with annotations. Fu Sheng also had several pages of handwritten documents attached with pins, which were biography of the characters born from the current script.

Xiang Wan's eyes widened, "But, isn't the role of sister still changing? I heard that Xie Bian is still writing it!"

"It's true that I'm still writing, but I can almost guess Xie's logic." Fu Sheng didn't let Xiang Wan read her handwritten biography carefully, and took it back after shaking it in front of her eyes.

Xiang Wan looked at Fu Sheng with reverence gradually.

"Then..." Xiang Wan bit her lower lip, as if hesitating whether to say it, "What do you think about the relationship between the eldest princess and Fang Qiaohe?"

"What do you think?" Fu Sheng smiled playfully, "Is it love?"

Xiang Wan: "!"

"Sister thinks so too?" Xiang Wan was excited.

"Hush——" Fu Sheng put his index finger between his lips, "Editor Xie didn't say it clearly, we don't recognize the existence of the princess love line~"

This is the film crew's response to the overwhelming speculation about CP on the Internet.

Fan: "Sisterhood, I understand!"

"Then... will my sister mind?" Xiang Wan continued to probe.

Fu Sheng hooked his finger at Xiang Wan, and Xiang Wan happily stuck it on, and even closed his eyes full of longing.

Then, she finally waited for Sister Fu's belated head-to-head killing.

Fu Sheng rubbed the top of Xiang Wan's head maliciously, making a mess of her soft curly hair, and a tuft of dull hair curled up on the side.

Xiang Wan clutched her hair, her eyes widened in horror, it was different from what she had imagined!

"Just shoot the movie, don't think so much about what you have." Fu Sheng said seriously.

"I didn't—" Xiang Wan was only halfway through his complaint when he was gagged by half a piece of peach blossom pastry.

Fu Sheng stuffed the remaining half into his mouth, and couldn't help admiring again, "It's really delicious!"

The aroma of peach blossoms is there, but not too sweet and greasy, mixed with a little milky fragrance, combined with the crispy to dregs taste, Fu Sheng thinks that this intentionally made unattractive peach blossom crisp is the best among the pile of dim sum Bar!

Looking at Fu Sheng's eyes closed and intoxicated expression, Xiang Wan secretly licked the corner of his lower lip.

When Fu Sheng threw/feeded her just now, her fingertips actually poked Xiang Wan's lips, so lightly, maybe she didn't even notice it.

But lips are more sensitive than fingertips. After thinking about it for a while, Xiang Wan immediately felt that compared to Fu Sheng's warm fingertips, the peach blossom cakes were tasteless.

"Does sister like peach blossom cakes?" Xiang Wan silently remembered Fu Sheng's preferences.

"I like it too." Xiang Wan said.

After eating and drinking, Fu Sheng and Xiang Wan wandered out together. It's still early to call it a day, and the setting sun casts an ambiguous light on the world.

The bitter summer is slowly passing by, and the evening breeze brings a bit of coolness. Walking aimlessly on the way home with friends, this feeling is the comfort that Fu Sheng has not seen for a long time.

Walking to the gate of the studio, the ear-piercing noise broke the tranquility of the evening, and Chen Jinsheng was arguing with the crew.

Fu Sheng paused, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Director Chen for the past two days."

Xiang Wan chuckled, "Probably we won't see each other in the future."

While talking, Chen Jinsheng also saw Fu Sheng and Xiangwan. He pushed away the staff who were arguing with him and rushed up.

"My surname is Fu, don't be too complacent! Don't think that you can walk sideways with Mr. Yang backing you up, and don't take a pee to see what kind of virtue you have. Isn't it just an omega? I still think it's okay to lift my shoes. Dirty!"

Chen Jinsheng came up with a series of swear words, Fu Sheng's fists were clenched immediately, but this is the gate where people come and go, maybe there are media camps nearby, Chen Jinsheng can get nervous, but Fu Sheng can't.

Every word and deed of an artist will be observed with a magnifying glass, so it is necessary to fundamentally eliminate the possibility of making mistakes.

Tolerate!

The veins on the back of Fu Sheng's hands were bulging. Xiang Wan grabbed Fu Sheng's forearm and pulled her behind him.

"Assistant Director Chen, we are all adults, so we can bite people if we can't open our mouths?" Xiang Wan still maintained a gentle tone.

"you!"

Chen Jinsheng was stuck. He didn't expect that Xiang Wan, who had always been polite to him, would refute him so bluntly, especially when he said that Deputy Director Chen was slapping him in the face.

The reason why he had a conflict with the staff just now was because he was expelled from the crew.

Chen Jinsheng relied on his elder brother as the young owner of the Chen Group, and had financial contacts with the big boss of the crew, so he was used to being domineering in the crew. I can't even hear a single adverb, so everyone must respectfully call him "Chen Dao"

But in fact, he was just stuffed in by the eldest brother to gild Han Dao's hand.

It would be fine if he was just a good-for-nothing in the crew, but with so many people in the crew, they would always be bluffed by his name as an assistant director. You can see it all.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sheng was the trigger for Chen Jinsheng's downfall.

Fu Sheng made a big fuss in the clubhouse, making Young Master Chen uncomfortable. He and Mr. Yang put pressure on him to block Fu Sheng. He thought it was just a matter of one sentence, but he didn't expect Fu Sheng to become popular. Mr. Yang abandoned Mr. Chen for her. partner.

Without Chen Shao's bottom line, Chen Jinsheng is naturally nothing.Mr. Yang hinted to Director Han that he gave Chen Jinsheng a eviction order without hesitation, and that's why there was such a commotion at the gate.

"Teacher Xiang, this is no longer our assistant director."

Someone next to him made a fuss, and it was the staff member who was pushed away by Chen Jinsheng. He was ordered to dismiss the irrelevant personnel. Unexpectedly, Chen Jinsheng almost started fighting with him.

"Really? Then Young Master Chen shouldn't say that about Teacher Fu. Infringing on Teacher Fu's right of reputation is also a blatant discrimination against the omega group. The crew can file a lawsuit against you." Xiang Wan followed suit.

She looked around unhurriedly, and more and more staff members came around, all of them looked at Chen Jinsheng with contempt.

"Everyone can see that Mrs. Fu's talent and character are obvious to all. It is not easy for her to get to where she is today. People like Chen Shao who were born with a golden key in their mouths may not understand that your slander may destroy an actor who has more than a dozen actors. years of hard work."

Xiang Wan's last words were: "I hope you can apologize to Teacher Fu."

"Okay, okay, you all defend her, don't you?" Chen Jinsheng pointed to his nose one by one like a mad dog in a hurry, "It's just you, a broken crew, relying on omega to stand up to the sky, please invite me I'm not here yet!"

"Then please do it."

Xiang Wan pointed to the door: "The door is over here."

"you--"

Chen Jinsheng raised his fist, the alpha pheromone smell in the air soared, and Fu Sheng's disgust rushed to the next level.

There are always alphas in this world trying to use pheromones to force ome