If you want to ask what it's like to get rid of the hatred of the sky, Ye Lingge can only say: It feels good to be back on the ground.

Ye Lingge was still immersed in the pleasure of getting rid of the hatred of the sky, and he didn't notice Huang Yiyan's strange eyes at all. In comparison, Beichen is much calmer.

Huang Yiyan looked at the "hunchback goddess" with disdain, and said with disgust: "Pay attention to the image, okay?"

Ye Lingge glared at him headed, raised his head and bowed slightly, leaving a noble and cold back. Although I have practiced walking in high heels countless times in the training room, the difficulty is comparable to that of stepping on stilts.

After a while, Ye Lingge changed into different styles of shoes on each foot, walked up to them, gently lifted the skirt, and asked, "Which pair do you think is more suitable?"

Beichen couldn't help but feel funny when he saw her reserved and restrained, for fear of embarrassment. "Left. ”

"Right. ”

Huang Yiyan and Beichen answered almost in unison.

A pair of white pearl shoes is understated and elegant, while the other pair is embellished with silver sequins.

"This pair of white matches this outfit better. Beichen said.

Huang Yiyan's gaze fell on the heels of the two pairs of shoes, and he muttered for a moment, "Okay, then listen to him." Let's put on a white pair!"

A qiē is ready.

In the palatial hall, delicate crystal lamps hang high, and the tassels on the lamps reflect a dazzling light.

The camera follows Huang Yiyan shuttling through the ball, on one end of the table paved with red brocade, there is a wine tower made of goblets full of champagne, and behind the wine tower is neatly placed delicacies, handsome men and women are holding wine glasses and laughing and talking.

The music sounded slowly, according to the custom, the master of the dance party should choose a lady to dance, Beichen walked up to Ye Lingge, made a beautiful curtsy, and invited her to dance the first dance.

Beichen's right hand tightly wrapped around her waist, and his left hand held her right hand, which rotated to the rhythm of the music.

This was the first time he had made such intimate contact, and although he had practiced it many times before he came, the moment his hand was on her waist, he still couldn't be as calm as he imagined, and the rhythm of breathing that he had practiced for a long time was instantly disrupted, and his heart beat so fast that it seemed to jump out of his body. And the air seems to be full of her unique aroma. The soft little hands are no longer like that summer night, densely covered with calluses, which is distressing.

He is very glad that her current life should be the life of a young girl, with her own safe haven, and no longer running for a living.

The most basic dance steps have been practiced countless times, and for Ye Lingge, it is a breeze. Beichen is a male partner with good dancing skills, even if it is the first time to dance together, the tacit understanding between the two is unprecedentedly good.

As the camera progresses, she becomes the center of attention on the dance floor under the soft lighting.

Huang Yiyan was deeply attracted by the heroine's dancing, and until the heroine left, he didn't muster up the courage to invite her to dance.

After the shooting was over and the director called it to stop, the food prepared in the dance party became a benefit for all the staff present. Huang Yiyan picked up a glass of champagne and watched the camera replay.

The palms of his hands were wet with sweat and a little sticky, Ye Lingge asked the staff for a tissue, and handed one to Beichen by the way. She quipped, "It's just two dances and so much sweat." If you're filming, can you wring out the water out of your clothes?"

Beichen tilted his head, avoiding her gaze, "I'll go see the replay." ”

Beichen stared at the screen intently, secretly glad in his heart, fortunately the protagonist of the lens was Huang Yiyan, otherwise, his nervous and trembling hands would not have escaped the capture of the camera.

In the entire MV, Beichen's scene only has the opening dance and the scene of the heroine's marriage at the end. After resting for a while, everyone went to shoot the wedding shots, so that Beichen's shots were the first to be completed.

The filming scene has already been set up, just waiting for the protagonists to change their clothes and go on stage.

Men always change clothes faster than women, taking advantage of the gap before the wedding camera shooting, Beichen handed the mobile phone to Huang Yiyan, "Take a few photos for me in a while." ”

Huang Yiyan took the mobile phone and protested: "Are you mistaken? How am I going to shoot you?"

"Then let your assistant shoot. ”

"Isn't Ah Feng still alive?" Huang Yiyan shouted to Ah Feng, who was busy helping to set up the scene: "Ah Feng!

Beichen was anxious and immediately stopped him, "Okay, if you don't shoot, you won't shoot." "It's about taking back the phone.

Huang Yiyan made a perfect parabola and threw Beichen's mobile phone to Ah Feng, "Take a few photos of your boss, it's rare to marry the goddess, although it's fake, it's a wedding photo anyway." ”

Huang Yiyan, whose reflection arc was extremely long, didn't see Beichen's blackened face at all.

Ah Feng caught the phone beautifully, glanced at Beichen, pulled the corners of his mouth, and barely smiled, "Okay." ”

Facing Shang Afeng's cold gaze, Beichen looked fearless, and turned to devote himself to shooting.

The winter sun is extraordinarily warm, and under the noon sun, Ye Lingge is wearing a bandeau wedding dress, and she doesn't feel cold. The wedding scene, along with the lawn, has been carefully treated, and there is only a green patch at a glance, and there is not a little wilted grass in sight. Everywhere is full of energy.

Ye Lingge held Beichen's hand and walked slowly forward with the music of the wedding march, as well as the applause and blessings of "relatives and friends".

It's a really subtle feeling.

Ye Lingge couldn't help but sneak a glance at Beichen, but he happened to meet the gaze that was also peeking at him, and the moment his eyes met, Ye Lingge hurriedly avoided his gaze, and lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

"Look ahead. ”

Beichen's soft reminder came from his ears. Ye Lingge only felt that his cheeks were even hotter, and he suddenly became nervous. She took a few deep breaths, adjusting her breathing to calm her mind.

Sensing that she was trembling a little, Beichen asked softly, "Is it cold?"

"No, it's not...... The first time I took a wedding and felt ...... It's subtle, a little nervous. Ye Lingge replied truthfully.

A breeze blew through her veil

The director said that in the MV shot, there needs to be a mouth shape that swears "IDO" to the priest.

“ido。 ”

Originally, there was no pastor's speech, just a dry "ido", but the moment Beichen said this word, it was very sincere.

As the protagonist of bitter love, Huang Yiyan stood lonely in a corner and looked at the happy couple on the stage, alone.

After filming this scene, Beichen hurriedly left with Ah Feng.

Even Huang Yiyan was a little strange, "Don't you plan to stay a little longer?"

"Something. Beichen coldly threw down two words and got into the car without looking back.

By the time Ye Lingge changed his clothes, he hadn't seen Beichen's shadow for a long time.

Ah Feng drove the car forward at a constant speed, and the car fell silent.

Ah Feng knew that every time Beichen didn't say a word with a dark face, it was a sign that he was angry, and he handed over the phone, "You're not going to tell me what you think now?"

Beichen saw the photo on the screen, smiled slightly, and calmly took the phone, "I thought you wouldn't be able to take it, but I didn't expect you to not only take a photo, but also take the photo so well." ”

"I really didn't expect that the orphan girl in the welfare home turned out to be the lost daughter of the famous director Huang Shizhong. The meaning of Ah Feng's words is unclear.

Seeing that Beichen didn't answer him, Ah Feng asked again: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

Beichen asked rhetorically: "What if you say it, I haven't even sued my father for such a thing as revenge, let alone my father's daughter." It's none of their business, and I don't want to involve anyone who has nothing to do with it. ”

Ah Feng snorted lightly, "You guessed right, if I hadn't heard that she was Huang Yiya, I wouldn't have let go of anything." After four years of hibernation, I found a chance to avoid the eyes of the Ji family and re-enter the eyes of the public, I will not let anyone ruin our plan. ”

"Now, do the people of the Ji family still have the ability to let people block me?" Beichen sneered, "I hate the people of the Ji family more than you." ”

"And Qiao's family. Ah Feng added, "That woman who watched your mother be killed with a cold eye is even more hateful than the Ji family!"

"Don't forget, that woman is also surnamed Ji. Ah Feng, you are the one who hates the Qiao family. ”

"Beichen!" Ah Feng seemed to be enraged.

"Shen Feng, there is a debtor who has been wronged, if you do anything to take revenge, what is the difference between you and them?"

Shen Feng braked suddenly, and the tires made a screeching sound due to friction. Shen Feng held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes were red, and his face was full of hatred, "I also want to let them taste the taste of family ruin!"

"If that's the case, you shouldn't come to me to cooperate! because I've lost my mom, and I don't want my dad to lose me again because of this bunch of scum. Beichen said earnestly: "Ah Feng, hatred can blind a person's eyes and destroy a person. Have you ever wondered what would happen to your family if something happened to you?"

"Could it be that you just let them go so lightly?!" The unwillingness and resentment in Shen Feng's heart all exploded.

"They have done so much iniquity, why should they dirty their hands? ”

"I'm not willing to let those brutes go so lightly!"

Beichen sighed and closed his eyes gently, "I still say the same thing, your nephew is still young, if you put yourself in it for revenge, not only will you have no shame to see your parents, but you will be even more sorry for your brother and your nephew." We've argued so many times over this issue that I don't want to talk about it anymore. ”

Thinking of his nephew's face, which was very similar to his brother and sister-in-law, Shen Feng's heart melted again, and his anger dissipated a lot. Start the engine again.

Inside the car, there was peace again.

And Beichen, picked a few photos, did a simple processing, and posted a Weibo - married again, although it is still fake.