An hour later, the black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the imperial capital film and television base.

The wooden assistant sitting in the co-pilot turned his head.

"BOSS, Miss Ruan's set is in front."

Xi Jiu let out a faint 'um'.

He glanced at the thermos cup in the storage box, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

……

Ruan Qi was tied to Wei Ya and hung in the air, and the red dress on his body had been soaked through the rain.

Holding a long sword in her hand, she threw a sword flower in the air in a very difficult posture, stabbing straight at Meng Qiao played by Ye Ran.

Filming fight scenes at night and hanging Weiya is not only difficult, but also dangerous. Shen Wenqian, who was on the ground, raised his throat in his heart, and he stared nervously at Wei Ya behind Ruan Qi and Ye Ran, for fear that the two would entangle the steel wire together and cause an accident.

At that moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang loudly.

Shen Wenqian hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and glanced at the caller ID in a slightly irritable mood-

Xi Ye.

“！” Shen Wenqian almost screamed and threw his phone out.

He hurriedly found a no-man's corner and pressed the connect button.

"It's me, Xi Jiu." The man's cold voice with a powerful aura squeezed into Shen Wenqian's eardrums along the telephone line, shaking his brain.

Shen Wenqian hammered his chest hard, trying to calm himself down.

At this time, Xi Jiu spoke again.

"I'm outside the set."

“？？？？？？”

Shen Wenqian's blood pressure was close to two hundred and eight.

He tried to maintain the last trace of calm and asked, "Mr. Xi, what did you just say...... What are you out there? ”

Xi Jiu: "Imperial Capital Film and Television Base, outside the set of "Tianya" crew. ”

"......" Shen Wenqian seemed to hear the sound of his cerebral blood vessels bursting.

He seems to have thought of the explosive topic of tomorrow's entertainment sector - the newcomer surnamed R will be a family member of the Xi family at night, and fly on the branches to become a phoenix!

For the personal safety of his artist surnamed R, Shen Wenqian was dying and making the last struggle.

"Xi Ye," he said weakly, "Ruan Qi is still filming, she ......"

"I'm not looking for her."

Xi Jiu's cold voice interrupted him, "If it's convenient for Mr. Shen, please come out." ”

The phone 'stuck' hung up.

Shen Wenqian looked at the phone with a black screen, a little stunned.

Xi Ye didn't look for Ruan Qi, looking for him?

What to do with him?

Shen Wenqian was stunned for a few seconds, and then hurriedly rushed out of the set with an umbrella.

The wooden assistant, who was already waiting outside the set, waved at him.

"Mr. Shen, please follow me."

Shen Wenqian was confused and followed Assistant Mu to a Rolls-Royce. The wooden assistant opened the car door and made a 'please' gesture to him.

Shen Wenqian got into the car suspiciously, and as soon as he looked up, he met Xi Jiu's eyes that were not hot.

“！”

He almost hit the roof of the car with a spirit's head, and hurriedly said hello: "Xi, Xiye, you are ......"

Before he finished speaking, a thermos cup appeared in front of him.

Shen Wenqian's words came to an abrupt end.

"For her." Xi Jiu opened his mouth in a deep voice, with a hint of warmth in his tone, "It's soup inside." ”

Shen Wenqian looked at the thermos cup, and he couldn't react for a while.

Xi Jiu continued: "Trouble Mr. Shen to stare at her and drink the soup. ”

"......" Shen Wenqian silently took the thermos cup, "Mr. Xi hasn't seen Ruan Qi?" ”

Xi Jiu: "No. My identity will cause her problems. ”

Shen Wenqian's eyes shook, and his mood was a little complicated.

The high-ranking and powerful person in charge of the Xi family came over overnight just to bring soup to a little girl, and he didn't even dare to see him.

Who will believe it?

Shen Wenqian sighed in his heart and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Master Xi, I will stare at Ruan Qi and drink all the soup." ”

Xi Jiu: "Thank you. ”

Under the light of the carriage, the man's facial features softened a little.

He looked through the car window in the direction of the set, and his eyes were filled with a small light.

"There is Mr. Lao Shen, take good care of her."

……

When Shen Wenqian returned to the set, Ruan Qi had just been put down from Weiya.

The staff helped her unbuckle the safety buckle, and Mo Lan hurriedly held her arm.

When he was playing just now, Ruan Qi's waist was hit by Ye Ran's Weiya, and his skin was slightly broken.

Mo Lan helped her to a place where no one was, lifted her clothes and smeared some ointment.

"How? Did it bleed? Shen Wenqian walked over and asked.

"No, it's just a little broken." Ruan Qi wiped the rain from his face with a smile, "Brother Shen, don't worry." ”

The nervous Shen Wenqian breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Mo Lan, who went to get a towel for Ruan Qi, and handed over the thermos cup in his hand.

Ruan Qi was puzzled: "What is this?" ”

"Soup." Shen Wenqian said, "Xi Ye sent it, I'm afraid you will catch a cold." ”

"Mr. Xi?!

Ruan Qi's eyes widened, she didn't care about the ointment she had just applied, and stood up from the chair.

"What about others?"

Shen Wenqian: "I should be gone." His identity is not suitable for showing his face, and it will not affect you well. So he called me out and told me to watch you drink all the soup. ”

Ruan Qi didn't speak.

She stuffed the thermos pot back into Shen Wenqian's arms, and then trotted out of the set with her wet long skirt.

"Mr. Xi!"

The empty bluestone road echoed with the soft shouts of the girl, and where was the shadow of Rolls-Royce.

A few minutes later, the little girl came back with her head drooping.

"Xi Ye is gone?" Shen Wenqian asked.

Ruan Qi nodded unhappily.

She took the thermos pot in Shen Wenqian's hand, opened the lid and poured out the soup inside, and took a small sip.

Then he took his mobile phone from Mo Lan's hand.

[It's Xiao Qi: Mr. Xi, thank you for the soup, it's delicious. 】

——*——*——

The next day, the rain passed and the sky cleared.

Ruan Qi slept for four hours last night, and was dug up from bed by Mo Lan early in the morning and went to the set in a daze.

She only had one scene this morning, and after filming, she shrunk back on a folding stool, holding a tablet to draw drawings.

It didn't take long for Ye Ran, who was out of the play, to come over.

He pulled a stool and sat next to Ruan Qi, staring at the drawings on her tablet with slanted eyes for a long time, and he didn't understand anything.

Seeing that Ruan Qi was concentrating on the drawings and didn't notice his existence at all, Ye Ran couldn't help but lift her stool leg on tiptoe.

Ruan Qi was a little focused, not noticing the slight shaking of the stool.

Ye Ran, who didn't get attention, had a stinky face, and stabbed her with the script in his hand.

"Hey."

Ruan Qi raised his head blankly and looked at him with a questioning expression.

"What's wrong, Senior Ye?"

Ye Ran had a dark face: "When are your fans coming?" ”

“？” Ruan Qi had a question mark, "What fans?" ”

Ye Ran: "Today Director Wu said that fans can come to visit the class, don't you know?!" ”

Ruan Qi shook her head, and she was about to speak, when an excited scream suddenly sounded outside the set.

"Yaoyao! Yaoyao! ”

"Yaoyao, we're coming to see you!"

Lu Jiayao, who had just finished the play, raised her eyebrows with satisfaction when she heard this voice.

She tidied up the costume on her body, glanced at Ruan Qi proudly, and then walked out with her steps.