115 who asked the screenwriter to be a martial artist

Chu Qing listened attentively to the martial arts instructor talking about precautions, this scene is really filmed, if you don't pay attention, you may really fall. Although this cliff is not high, it is not a joke to fall down. Who knew that the collar was suddenly cut, and the makeup artist was a man, and I don't know if he did it on purpose, the cut was a bit big. Chu Qing was directly wearing underwear. Her face changed in fright, and her first reaction was to cover her neckline.

"Who asked the screenwriter to be a martial artist?"

Han Che suddenly pushed aside the crowd and strode over, the director and producer saw him coming, and saw that he had a tendency to get angry, so they immediately ran over: "What's wrong?" ”

Han Che walked straight to Chu Qing, his gaze fell on her neckline, and he stared coldly at the makeup artist.

At this time, Qiao Shu was the first to run in front of him, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Did you let the screenwriter be a martial artist?" Wu Ti is dead, right? Pull sponsorship for screenwriters, stand-ins for screenwriters, and martial arts for screenwriters. Let the screenwriter do everything, so what do you want to do? Is the screenwriter here to do your chores, and do you want the screenwriter to help you receive your salary? ”

Qiao Shu was shocked and panicked.

The director and producer have never seen Han Che so angry, and now there are so many onlookers around, and everyone is watching the excitement. The director hurriedly walked in front of Han Che in three steps and two steps to take the matter down, and bowed again and again: "I'm sorry, it's all my meaning, Wu Ti is temporarily sick." Xiao Li, quickly remove the screenwriter's makeup. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Qiao Shu also reacted at this time, and hurriedly apologized with the producer with a white face.

Chu Qing was a little dazed by Han Che's fuss, and was pulled down by the makeup artist to remove his makeup.

Dongfang Yu and Zhao Xi looked at each other for a while. Everyone was silent, and no one dared to say anything.

Soon. Chu Qing took off his makeup and came out.

The producer hurriedly patted her on the shoulder and smiled to ease the atmosphere: "It's hard work to write the screenplay." Qiao Shu, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and find Wu Ti. ”

Qiao Shu glanced at Chu Qing and hurriedly ran on the steps given by the producer.

The director also instructed everyone in a timely manner: "This scene will be moved to the afternoon, and the scene will be recorded ......"

Chu Qing looked at Han Che, his cold face was really scary.

Could it be that his mother didn't give him breakfast, he is so angry.

She hesitated for a moment and walked to Han Che's side, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you get up so early and have you had breakfast?" ”

Han Che put his hands in his pockets. His face was as usual, and he said lightly: "After eating, come with me." ”

"Oh." The director and producer of Chu Qingqing smiled and followed Han Che away.

The director stared at the backs of the two and said stunned: "What's the situation?" ”

The producer touched his nose and smiled lightly: "Don't pull the screenwriter to do coolies in the future." ”

The director suddenly figured it out, laughed out loud, and said in surprise and amusement: "It's so tight, it's afraid to melt in your mouth......"

Han Che had just gone crazy in public, and the crowd of onlookers could see it clearly. The crowd was curious. So pay extra attention to both of them. The two walked far away, and someone followed behind them to take pictures.

Han Che hates being photographed and walks fast.

When Chu Qing saw him like this, he saw a fork in the road in front of him, and on the left side of the fork was an alley. He said, "Let's go down the alley from here......"

Han Che saw that there was no one in the alley, nodded, and followed her into the alley. Compared to the outside. The narrow alleys are a little chilly.

The two walked one after the other, and soon walked out of the alley. A stone bridge appeared in front of me. Seeing the low stone bridge, Han Che stopped and looked up at the persimmon trees on the hillside in front of him.

Chu Qing saw him looking at the persimmon tree. He also stopped, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and explained: "This persimmon tree is more than 20 years old. ”

At this moment, the red persimmons are hanging all over the branches like small lanterns, which is very beautiful. She smiled and asked, "Do you want to eat persimmons?" ”

Han Che shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

The wind suddenly blew, Chu Qing's hair was blown by the wind, and she pulled the broken hair behind her ears.

At this moment, he was suddenly stunned, looked at Chu Qing and asked, "Do you have a brother?" ”

"Brother? …… Yes, there are a lot of ...... "cousins, cousins, and so on."

"I mean Xie Zijin."

Chu Qing glanced at him in surprise: "You...... How will you know him? ”

"I know all about his and Gu Changtian's holidays. That day, I was in ......"

He saw that Chu Qing's face was a little white, and looked at him in a daze. The strange thought in his heart suddenly became stronger, he moved closer to her, lowered his voice and asked, "Chu Qing, let me ask you, were you there that day?" ”

"Which day?"

"It's the day Gu Changtian's girlfriend had an accident."

Chu Qing shook his head.

Han Che was a little incredulous: "Are you really not here?" ”

Chu Qing still shook his head.

Han Che stared at her for a while, and when he saw that her face was pale, he didn't say anything more. The two fell silent. After a long time, Chu Qinggan smiled, looked at him and asked, "Why don't I take you around, now is the most beautiful time in Nanhu...... Otherwise, can I take you to Lingmiao Temple to offer incense? It works out there. People who come to Nanhu will go to Lingmiao Temple to put a pillar of incense. …… Do you have anything else to do today? ”

Han Che glanced at her and put aside the chaos in his heart. Seeing her smile with crooked eyebrows, he also curled the corners of his lips. He doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but there is no reason to let go of such a good opportunity. He nodded, "Okay." ”

Lingmiao Temple is a little far from the town, Chu Qing went to his cousin's house to borrow a car, and the little niece heard that they were going to play, and she was also clamoring to go. They took their little niece with them.

Chu Qing drove, and her little niece sat next to her.

Two people, one big and one small, sat in the front row and chatted very happily.

However, the content of the conversation was indescribably boring to Han Che's ears, a leaf, a floating cloud, and the two of them could chat for a long time.

When Han Che was drowsy, the little niece finally brought up a topic that interested him.

"Auntie, do you like Uncle Han very much?"

When Chu Qing heard this, he almost hit the car against the mountain wall, they are now on a winding mountain road, the road is winding, with a mountain wall on one side and a cliff on the other.

"Hehehe......" she kept laughing.

Han Che looked at her face from the rearview mirror, and she smiled so funny.

"Auntie, what are you laughing at? You're smiling so happily, you must like Uncle Han very much, right? ”

Chu Qing couldn't laugh anymore, children's words can really choke people to death sometimes. She glared at Xiaoyue hard to make her shut up, and the next moment, she regretted it. Xiao Yue asked, "Auntie, what's wrong with your eyes?" Do you have eye cramps? ”

Chu Qing suddenly wanted to hold his forehead, and quietly looked at Han Che from the rearview mirror, seeing that he was looking away, and did not take the child's words seriously. Only then did she regain her composure, and continued to speak softly to a child: "Xiaoyue is really smart, you know such a complicated problem, let me ask you, what is 1+1?" ”

"It's equal to 2, auntie, don't ask me such a childish question......"

"Hehehe, that aunt asked you, how much is 2+2......"

"It's too easy......

“……”

After opening for another section, I arrived at the gate of Lingmiao Temple. Most of the cars stopped when they got here. Rest of the journey must be on foot and cars are not allowed.

Chu Qing's car drove straight in unimpeded. (To be continued.) )