Qin Yang was a little regretful: "I knew that I also bought a house in the community where you live." ”

The three of them chatted for a while, and Shen Guanli saw that the time was not early, so he got up and said, "I've bothered you for so long, we should go back too." ”

Qin Yang understood Shen Guanli's intentions: the two of them appeared in the room of the girl's house in the middle of the night, and if they didn't come out for a long time, it was not good to be seen by others, so they put down the bowl they had been playing with in their hands, and also stood up with Shen Guanli: "Nuan Nuan, even if it is finished in the future, you must call me to make soup, and I will go over the mountains and mountains." ”

"The next time I make soup, I will tell you three days in advance, so that you can bathe and burn incense to show respect for the food. ”

Luo Nuan put down the already cold soup, got up to send, suddenly felt that his right wrist was dragged by a resistance, looked down, his cuffs hung on the drawer handle of the cabinet under the stove, Luo Nuan's clothes in the room are mainly comfortable, the cuffs of the shirt he wore were fat, and it was indeed easy to be hooked when he shook his hand, such a thing happened no less than three times, but Luo Nuan was always reluctant to change.

Luo Nuan hissed, took his sleeves off the handle, Shen Guanli and Qin Yang were already about to walk to the door, Luo Nuan hurriedly walked two steps quickly, and was about to walk to the door, when he was dragged back by an external force.

"You spread it out for me, don't pull me..."Luo Nuan looked down at the handle of the shoe cabinet.

Qin Yang trembled with a smile: "Nuan Nuan, it likes you a lot, you can follow it." ”

Luo Nuan took a deep breath and took off his sleeve from the handle again: "Tell him for me: Don't love me, it won't work." ”

Luo Nuan politely said goodbye to Shen Guanli and Qin Yang, closed the door, turned around and prepared to wash the dishes, and a magical force once again controlled her steps forward.

Luo Nuan closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, rolled up his sleeves, and single-handedly overwhelmed the crowd, standing at the door and arguing with the handle on the shoe cabinet, and won the game.

Luo Nuan, the drama spirit, glanced at the handle contemptuously like a queen: "It's nothing!"

Live out of an autistic girl, a contemporary "idle crazy" emperor.

Luo Nuan returned to the kitchen, saw the pot that was cleaner than his face, and felt sorry for Yuanyuan, Luo Nuan covered the pot and lamented: "Just let it be nothing......

Three days later, Yuanyuan didn't know that he had almost owned a bowl of taro pork rib soup.

"Qin Yang, is the water in your head overflowing?" Luo Nuan sat under the eaves, one hand supporting his chin, and the other hand reaching out to catch the rain, bored watching the eaves fall into a string of raindrops. The thermos cup at his feet was still steaming, and the white steam was steaming upwards and melting into the boundless rain curtain.

The original location shooting on the city wall was interrupted because of a sudden rainstorm, fortunately, in the area where the crew is located, the summer rainstorm is mostly thundershowers, just like a child lying on the ground rolling around, crying enough can always find a reason to stand up, the whole group of actors and staff are accustomed to this, and it is a small horse that everyone must have, so that they can sit when it rains: from the director, staff, to the actors, Assistants, have taken Mazha as a fashion item of the season, and everyone who carries Mazha to work every morning insists on holding the Maza in their hands with the momentum of carrying the new style of the season with big brands.

Qin Yangzheng and Qu Baixi were busy "gurgling", using the words "one heart and two uses" with great fascination: "If the water in my head overflows, it is estimated to be a tsunami." ”

"You can't, you don't have that much brain capacity. Luo Nuan shook his hands that were full of rain, took out his mobile phone with only two percent left from his arms and looked at it: "Who would have thought that I, who is so witty, would forget to charge my mobile phone." ”

The filming of Luo Nuan and Shen Guanli is basically over, and today is the last scene for the two of them - Chang Yin was defeated and forced to the city wall, Lu Zhi slipped into the palace from the secret passage to save Chang Yin and wanted to take Chang Yin away, but he never thought that Chang Yin did not appreciate it, and jumped off the city wall with his queen in his arms.

Luo Nuan didn't dare to talk to the other actors anymore, for fear that the frolic between the words would dilute the sad and heartbreaking emotions that he had finally brewed, so he could only continue to be in a daze with the rain and try to integrate into the characters. Luo Nuan's style in this scene is extremely simple, a wood-colored hairpin is tied in a bun casually, Luo Nuan shakes her head, always feels that the bun will be thrown off by herself at any time, when she does the styling in the morning, Luo Nuan strongly asks Xi Xi to add a clip to her head to fix it, Xi Xi decisively rejected her: "Director Qiao specially instructed that during the filming, it would be best if the hair could be scattered, there was a kind of miserable beauty." ”

Luo Nuan looked at her skirt swaying in the wind, and sighed: "Today's wind, the hair is scattered, how mushy it is..."

The rain finally stopped, but the clouds still did not disperse, and it looked like it would fall at any time.

Qiao Yuan didn't dare to wait any longer when he saw this, in the crew, time is money, and the cost of equipment and labor has been constantly consumed by the rain that was missed by the weather forecast, although some scenes in this scene need to be completed in the studio for post-production, but Qiao Yuan still insists on using real scenes to shoot scenes, and strives to use real scenes, after all, there is still a certain difference between reality and virtuality.

Qiao Yuan picked up his beloved loudspeaker: "Everyone hurry up and start work, time waits for no one, let's fight for a near and long vision!"

Luo Nuan handed the phone to Yuanyuan, straightened his clothes, and followed the other staff of the crew to climb the city wall cautiously.

The crew was on standby, and after the actors were in place, the scene notes played a board in front of the camera: "The first time in the 387th scene of "Chang'an", Action." ”

"Are you really unwilling to go with me?" Luo Nuan grasped his emotions well, tears rolled in his eyes, and he stubbornly didn't let it fall.

Chang Yin didn't say a word, the disdainful expression in his eyes was enough to explain everything, he looked down at his queen, and there was tenderness in his eyes that Lu Zhi had never seen before: "Qingqing, let's see each other in Huangquan." ”

After that, Chang Yin hugged his Qingqing, faced the firelight, and jumped down from the city wall.

The dark clouds were thick, Lu Zhi bit the corner of her lip, held back her tears, and never stepped forward to take another look.

"Cut! is very good, make up two vistas, we turn indoors. ”

The shooting went smoothly, and Luo Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. Xu is the heavenly palace is beautiful, when everyone came down from the city wall, the rain that had just not finished fell to the ground again, and in a blink of an eye, it was already pouring down.

Yuan Yuan handed over a dark blue umbrella: "Sister Nuan Nuan, I borrowed a power bank, the phone was only charged with 50% of the power, and the power bank ran out, but it should be no problem to hold on until the end of filming today." ”

Luo Nuan took the phone and said gratefully: "Yuanyuan, you are really my little padded jacket." ”

Yuan Yuan smiled embarrassedly: "Sister Nuan Nuan, I'll go get some hot water, and I'll find you later." ”

"Go, go, the road is slippery in the rain, you walk slowly. ”

Luo Nuan took her mobile phone and clicked on Lu Miaomiao's 99+ message: Lu Miaomiao, a contemporary designer who succumbed to reality, spent an hour denouncing her Mediterranean Party A with righteous indignation.

Luo Nuan's eyes quickly swept Lu Miaomiao's message, and was ready to reply to her by typing with one hand, the disadvantage of small hands was reflected at this time, Luo Nuan, a pinyin full key enthusiast, could not reach the leftmost key with his short thumb, Luo Nuan tried twice, and felt that it was a little late to practice stretching his fingers now, so he put the umbrella on his head and skillfully maintained his balance by his hairstyle.

After replying to Lu Miaomiao's message, Luo Nuan had been left behind by the large army, Luo Nuan reached out to get the umbrella, wanting to catch up with the person in front, the moment he picked up the umbrella handle with his left hand, Luo Nuan "hissed", the umbrella bone hooked Luo Nuan's lock of hair, Luo Nuan tried to drag, but the umbrella bone wrapped his hair tighter.

There was no one around, Luo Nuan could only vaguely hear Shen Guanli's voice covered by the rain, so he couldn't ask him to help him relieve himself.

Luo Nuan tried to reach out again, trying to untie the hair, but he didn't control the angle when he raised his hand, and his fingers directly crossed the straightened hair, what could he do, Luo Nuan, who was afraid of hurting the first place, decisively gave up struggling under the umbrella: "I'll just go into the shed with the umbrella..."

"What's wrong?"

Luo Nuan's vision was half covered, looking at the hem of this person's clothes, Luo Nuan recognized the person as Shen Guanli.

"The umbrella is hooked in the hair. Luo Nuan said embarrassedly.

Shen Guanli took the umbrella and handed it to Luo Nuan: "Help me get it." ”

Luo Nuan took the umbrella, and in the next second, Shen Guanli, who was more than one meter and eight, bent down and got under his umbrella: "Don't bow your head, I'll help you tie it down." ”

Luo Nuan held the umbrella in one hand, but did not dare to hold the umbrella handle in the other, standing in place in a daze, frightened and did not dare to move, the rain crackled and smashed on the umbrella surface, as if the drum mixed with reverberation smashed densely on Luo Nuan's heart, the two were very close, the cold cedar fragrance on Shen Guanli's body mixed with the smell of rain spread under the umbrella, the rain outlined a void space, and Luo Nuan's senses were locked between the square inches under the umbrella.

The sun was blocked by thick dark clouds, and there was no light around, and the dark blue umbrella surface of the shading made it more difficult for Shen Guanli to tie his hair, Shen Guanli remembered that Luo Nuan was afraid of pain, and his fingertips never dared to exert force.

Time was infinitely stretched by this rain, Luo Nuan's legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and Shen Guanli's warm and magnetic voice came from Luo Nuan's ears: "Is there anything else fixed on your head besides this hairpin?"

"No more. Luo Nuan's voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of the rain.

When Shen Guanli heard this, he reached out and took off the hairpin on Luo Nuan's head.

The long ink-like hair spread out, and the light floral fragrance between Luo Nuan's hair also spread out under the umbrella with Shen Guanli's movements, entangled with the fragrance of cedar in the fine and dense rain and mist.

Untied the bun, Shen Guanli easily took off Luo Nuan's hair wrapped around the umbrella.

Luo Nuan only felt that his eyes lit up, and his eyes suddenly brightened, Shen Guanli raised the umbrella and handed it to her: "Wait a minute, let Xixi help you pull your hair back into a bun." ”

Luo Nuan took the umbrella, held the umbrella handle high in his arm, and looked up at him: "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for causing you trouble again." ”

The corners of Shen Guanli's mouth hooked slightly: "It's okay, be careful next time." ”

"Let's go, let's go to the shed" Shen Guanli took the umbrella from Luo Nuan's hand, opened it, and walked into the rain curtain with Luo Nuan.

Luo Nuan: "Teacher Shen, can you return the hairpin to me first, are you greedy for my hairpin?"