In this house, Huang Zhen'er is completely regarded as a guest, as soon as she stretches out her hand for tea, there is also the choice of juice and tea, there are people holding snacks in one hand, waiting for her to choose, if it is usual, such treatment is basically never thought of, it should be enjoyed, but now her mind is still stuck in Su Zhihao, how can she not implement this enjoyment too thoroughly.

Especially behind her, there are always a pair of eyes staring at her, and the first few times she would look back, but later she found that it was the young man named J.L. every time, so she didn't bother to care.

She didn't stay in the room all the time, but walked around the garden, followed by two servants next to her, like an ancient concubine on patrol.

"Can you please not follow me like this, I'll just go, you go about your own business." She said to the two maids beside her.

However, they shook their heads resolutely, saying that this was explained by the master, and they couldn't leave Huang Zhen'er for more than two meters.

When Huang Zhen'er heard this, the first thing she thought of was Su Zhihao's ridiculous contract, what a funny fool......

But what I like is this fool, and because this fool ran to this world that doesn't belong to her, the worst thing is that in the eyes of that fool, she is even more stupid than him.

Standing in front of the fountain blankly, she felt her mood like this jet of water that spewed out but fell into pieces.

As for the studio, due to the receipt of Huang Zhener's letter, after Su Zhihao's confirmation, it was confirmed that it was his handwriting, Song Siyuan asked what happened, Su Zhihao knew that the paper could not hold the fire, and still told Song Siyuan the matter completely.

Knowing that Huang Zhen'er was missing, his first reaction was what else to shoot, and it was important to find someone quickly, but he was dissuaded by Su Zhihao, he said to Song Siyuan that since Huang Zhen'er could send this letter, there was no danger, and he looked for a day yesterday and found nothing, although everyone is very anxious now, but what she means by this letter is that she doesn't want to delay the filming process because of herself.

Thinking about it, although a heart is still hanging, I don't even bother to look at the pictures in the camera, so the assistant director always pays attention, or I really don't know how miserable today's finished product will be.

Even Su Zhihao can't stand this kind of performance, can he use his brain to think about it, hurry up and finish shooting today's portion, so that he can go to Huang Zhen'er well, the number of NG accumulated today is already too much, if you follow such steps, you won't be able to finish shooting in the middle of the night.

Calling for a break to stop the meal halfway, Su Zhihao was reluctant in every way, but he still told Song Siyuan his thoughts.

"But how could I not be worried?" Song Siyuan gritted his teeth, and the chopsticks in his hand were about to be broken into two.

"What if you're worried? Your worries now have just turned into distractions, wasting everyone's time, and you really have to find someone, so you better hurry up and finish the shooting, and talk about it after the work is over. This is probably the first time that Su Zhihao has spoken to Song Siyuan so kindly and reasonably, he thought that if this guy still couldn't understand people's words, he might have to punch him up and let the assistant director take over, anyway, most of today's clips are also reviewed by the assistant director, and Song Siyuan didn't even react when the hero and heroine read the wrong lines to each other.

The meal time is over, and then the next scene, this scene is relatively simple, the heroine stands on a two-story fake building built in the shed, playing a blind girl, throwing paper airplanes down, Su Zhihao picked up one of them when he passed by, and looked up to find that it was the girl she met under the tree that day, but she never met again.

There are no lines, and the heroine doesn't have to do any emotional performance, as long as Su Zhihao is OK here, everything is OK, return to the profession, this little drama, Su Zhihao doesn't think there will be any problems.

As soon as Action shouted, Wang Shuitang's pupils did not move, and a basket of paper airplanes was placed next to him, and he threw it down, this is the bridge section used by the screenwriter to replace the fire scene, although it is not shocking enough, but there is also a faint sense of beauty.

There was nothing in front, everything was according to the script, Su Zhihao walked forward from the fixed point where he drew a fork, and looked at the white paper airplanes flying like snowflakes with melancholy eyes, he bent down and picked up one of them, but he didn't know if it was because the paper was too sharp or his skin was too thin, his fingers were actually drawn with a blood mark, and it looked narrow but not shallow, and soon the blood gushed out, staining the white paper red.

The nurse next to him immediately rushed up and did a simple bandaging and pressurization, fortunately this was not a major injury, and no one could die, but he couldn't continue to shoot with a bandage, so Song Siyuan had to stop again, and after the bleeding stopped, remove the bandage and continue.

Jiang Shuitang was a little panicked.

"Brother Zhihao, is this what I did wrong?" She didn't expect that she would hurt Su Zhihao, and her tears were about to fall.

What does this have to do with her, shaking his head at her twice, Su Zhihao said: "It's just a small wound, don't be too nervous." ”

"But there is blood ......"

"What if there is blood, let me tell you that my former assistant, she didn't cry out for pain when she fell from the stairs......" Accidentally, he mentioned Huang Zhen'er himself.

Shut it up, he didn't say it anymore, and Jiang Shuitang also heard the wind today, and the smart one didn't talk much, turned around and said that he was going to recite the lines again, and ran away.

Yes, she didn't cry out of pain when she fell downstairs, and she didn't go to the hospital...... Did you do anything to comfort her at that time?

No! Now is not the time to be sad and sad, Su Zhihao pinched the wound, the blood seeped less, and the bleeding could be stopped in a few minutes.

Still standing in front of the fountain in a daze, suddenly a faint red light drifted in the distance, and disappeared in an instant, Huang Zhen'er intuitively wanted to go back to the room to take her mobile phone to call Su Zhihao, but the red light faded too quickly, and she turned around and disappeared.

No red light means no danger, and since she has run away, what does Su Zhihao have to do with her?

Sometimes people's thoughts are really complicated, that is, they don't know which of their ideas has the upper hand, between caring about Su Zhihao and ignoring it, finally Huang Zhen'er chose the latter, her basis is that since the red light has disappeared, and it is as faint as the clouds of the setting sun, it means that he has no real danger of needing help.

If she is soft-hearted just because of this, then she is too spineless, she still waits and sees, and she cares about Su Zhihao, but does Su Zhihao care about her? There is always a need for reciprocity between people, and although there is never the word 'fairness' in love, she tries to fight for herself.

Turning her head, she told one of the maids.

"I'm tired and want to go back to my room to rest."