Chapter 285: Self-blame and respect

Mo Ke himself has long hair and does not wear a wig, but all kinds of shaking for too long, the static electricity of his hair has exploded, and because of sweating, his hair is stuck to his cheeks, and he looks like a madman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Yao felt that he was holding her arm, and with every violent gasp she had, sweat penetrated her sleeves from her body, and this fragrant little girl had a strange smell of moisture on her body at this moment.

"You, born with a strange fragrance?" Wang Yao lifted her cheeks that were stuck by her hair, and looked at her little face, which had become blood-red because of the surging of qi and blood, and was full of sweat or tears.

Mo Ke, who had already lost his strength, didn't have the strength to beat Wang Yao, otherwise he would definitely kill her, with his small mouth open like a drowning fish, gasping for breath and unable to speak.

Panting like a cow.

Wang Yao felt a little apologetic in his heart, after all, people came to help, but he didn't expect to pay so much, and he reached out to help her wipe the 'water' on her face, but she bit her hand.

The pain from his palm made Wang Yao gasp.

At this time, the staff behind him also surrounded and cared.

"Get out of the way and let the air circulate!" Cheng Xiaodong drank back from the crowd and poured mineral water on Mo Ke's face, "Is it a heat stroke?"

Wang Yao endured the sharp pain in the palm of his hand, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the water he sprinkled, and said with a wry smile, "It's not like it, she has a lot of strength to bite me." ”

Hearing that Wang Yao could still joke, everyone's nervousness eased, Liang Chaowei raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Wang Yao ambiguously, and whispered to Maggie Cheung.

"Hmm!" Mo Ke bit Wang Yao hard for a while, then let go of his mouth, let out a coquettish cry, licked the water at the corner of his mouth, and didn't open his eyes, "It hurts the old lady to death!"

Everyone was stunned, watching Wang Yao being bitten on the hand, shouldn't it be Wang Yao who hurts?

Wang Yao also froze for a moment, looked at the back of his hand lying with blood, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he lifted Mo Ke's skirt.

Everyone was taken aback by Wang Yao's behavior, but then they all gasped in unison, because Mo Ke's feet, starting from the ankles, were all stained red with blood, and the curled toes and soles of the feet were not exaggerated at all.

"Alcohol!" A burst of guilt that he had never felt before welled up in his throat, and Wang Yao let out a low cry, which made everyone around him shiver in fright.

"Here. The embroidery lady came over with disinfectant alcohol, "I'll sprinkle?"

"No!" Mo Ke suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of fear, "I'll die of pain." ”

"Sa. Wang Yao's eyes were a little astringent, he helped Mo Ke up, and knocked Mo Ke unconscious with a knife in the shocked eyes of everyone.

Mo Ke, who lost consciousness, fell softly into Wang Yao's arms.

Cheng Xiaodong and the others raised their eyebrows, and they had a new understanding of Wang Yao.

The water sleeve dance is very demanding for the next plate, so in order to have a strong grip and not slip, Mo Ke took off his shoes before going up, and danced barefoot, although the bluestone brick floor is not as smooth as the smooth marble floor, but there is no problem with dancing for a short time.

But I didn't expect that the dance would not end, mixed with improvisational dance, no soundtrack, and the harm of preventing loss, so that she was highly concentrated, and she was unconsciously immersed in the charm of dance and couldn't extricate herself.

She has been a disciplined child since she was a child, she doesn't like to dance or sing, but as a descendant of the Liyuan family and the dance family, the children of this kind of artistic family must always inherit the mantle.

Mo Ke has been smart since he was a child, his appearance is pleasing, he reaches out to his grandparents and grandparents and other elders to pamper him, and he knows how to please people by nature, in order to please his elders when he was a child, he studied drama together when he couldn't stand steadily, but he didn't expect that this kind of flattering behavior was regarded as a genius's talent.

So when Mo Ke didn't know what dance was and what art was, he was planning the future path, and began to train basic skills since he was a child, and as he grew older, Mo Ke became more and more resistant, but she couldn't bear to see the regretful eyes of her elders, gritted her teeth and persevered until now, she really didn't like dancing at all.

But the glory of the children of the family pressed her, she had to move forward, at the age of fifteen won the national youth classical dance championship, to this day it is still three consecutive years, known as the hope of domestic classical dance.

But these things are not what she really likes, what she likes is to make her grandparents happy.

And after her grandfather died, she took on the responsibility of the whole family, and this responsibility tied her like a shackle, which made her less and less like dancing, and even a little bored.

But this time she helped Wang Yao rehearse the dance, so that she found a trace of pastime, because Wang Yao gave her the information that told her that she was not better than following the routines she had learned, all based on her understanding of ancient dance.

Don't have to follow the rules and do what you want, which makes Mo Ke feel extremely comfortable, so she has invested a lot of energy in this "Dare to Be the First in the World", and seems to have found her own way.

After coming to Dunhuang, the endless view of the Dunhuang desert fascinated her, this desert is lonely and touching, after standing on the city wall, it is to look at the desert, she feels that she is a grain of sand in this desert, you can do whatever you want, no longer worry about the shackles.

There was no soundtrack for this dance, but the arrows that broke through the air were like the rhythm of some kind of music, chaotic but very sensitive, so she ignored the problem of being barefoot in the whole body to release her dissatisfaction and devotion.

When she danced for forty minutes, she was woken up by the pain, people who practice dancing, injuries are common, but this kind of pain makes her know that there may be a big problem, she wants to stop, she wants to say hello to Wang Yao, but as soon as she shook her kung fu, several swords flew towards her, and the sword in Wang Yao's hand helped him block the arrows.

I don't know if he was intentional or unintentional, but Mo Ke felt that it was better to help others to the end, so he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and thought about helping Wang Yao finish filming this scene, and the pain in his feet gradually became Mo Ke's grievances and resentments.

In the last twenty minutes, she finished dancing crying, and after the end, these grievances turned into hatred, and she was annoyed when she saw Wang Yao, so she bit it to death!

Mo Ke's accident made the crew call it a day early, Director Zhang was full of apologies, Cheng Xiaodong and the assistant director also claimed dereliction of duty, after holding the unconscious Mo Ke back, Wang Yao became silent, she cleaned Mo Ke's wounds, cleaned the broken skin and blood sand seriously, and the staff who gave him a hand described Wang Yao's state at that time as like a silent volcano.

After dealing with Mo Ke's wounds, looking at the original pair of milky and beautiful little feet now wrapped into a dumpling, Wang Yao's guilt and self-blame in his heart became more and more.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyao, I really didn't think of this, and I didn't notice that Miss Mo was barefoot. Director Zhang was full of apologies.

"It's okay, it's her own problem. Wang Yao tried to show a far-fetched smile, "It's affected the progress of the crew, and I'm sorry." ”

"What you said about this, do you really have an opinion about the uncle?" Zhang Dao frowned and asked with some caution.

"It's really not, I just suddenly feel that dragging, the word is really heavy. Wang Yao touched his nose, his tone full of self-blame.

Liang Chaowei walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, "This question, you have to wait for Miss Mo to wake up and ask for your own problem, dragging down is just your personal senses." ”

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The world is not made up of any one person. Director Zhang also smiled, "Everyone has their own wishes, and unilateral opinions cannot be regarded as definitions." ”

Wang Yao blinked, nodded and didn't squeak.

"You and Miss Mo are friends, and the relationship can be seen, you must know that friends will not be a drag. Liang Chaowei patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, and his deep eyes looked at Wang Yao, "Sometimes, you have to learn to respect others." ”

Wang Yao was stunned.

"Respect is not for the consideration of others, but to understand the other party's consideration for you, unilateral, is also not valid, especially in the relationship between relatives and friends, communication, is the greatest invention of mankind, you hide everything in your heart, want to do it for others, this is disrespect for others. Liang Chaowei smiled, "And, in other words, aren't friends used to drag down? Only by sharing weal and woe can we see true feelings." ”

Wang Yao smiled, "Thank you." ”

"It's because we have to thank you for giving so much for this movie, I owe you. Director Zhang smiled, "There is a play tomorrow, I'll go to sleep first." ”

Tony Leung made a toast gesture, "Have a drink?"

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. Wang Yao waved his hand and refused, and looked at Mo Ke, who was still sleeping in the room, "Besides, I have to wait for her to get up and apologize as soon as possible." ”

Liang Chaowei raised his eyebrows at Wang Yao with an ambiguous smile, which made Wang Yao inexplicable.

Returning to the room and looking at Mo Ke's puffy sleeping little face, Wang Yao sighed softly and walked to the balcony to look at the night scene.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he turned his head and smiled, "Still not sleeping?"

Holding a handkerchief and embroidering while walking, Shen Huixin "can't sleep" on the rattan chair on the balcony. ”

"Where's the embroidery girl?" asked Wang Yao with a smile.

"I saw the two of you dancing in the afternoon, and I was inspired. Shen Huixin smiled, "You guys are in good shape." ”

"It's only about an hour, which is normal for a professional actor. Wang Yao smiled, "But she is barefoot, which really gives me too much headache." ”