Chapter 30: Actor Strategy (30)

Fu Jingcheng was afraid that she would see those abusive remarks on Weibo, so he didn't think about agreeing directly.

When he changed into casual clothes and went to open the door, he looked at Liu Qinghe, who came over in pajamas and a blindfold, and suddenly realized that it was very late.

It is obviously inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to stay in one room at night, not to mention that the atmosphere between them is still a little ambiguous.

Liu Qinghe looked up at Fu Jingcheng who was blocking the door, "Just playing in the corridor?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ No. ”

"Then you won't get out of the way and let me in."

Fu Jingcheng turned sideways to let Liu Qinghe in, and his eyes followed the blindfold she hung on her wrist.

I can't pretend I didn't see it at all.

He closed the door and followed into the living room, as if casually, asking, "It seems that the scene that will be performed tomorrow doesn't need an eye patch?" ”

Liu Qinghe, who had already walked to the sofa, got on the sofa and chose a comfortable corner to sit down.

Putting the blindfold aside, he explained: "It has nothing to do with the play, I want to use it myself, in case I can't help but fall asleep in the show, you remember to put the blindfold on me." ”

Even the preparations for the stay are ready......

Seeing Fu Jingcheng standing in place with a complicated expression, Liu Qinghe urged him, "What about the script, take the script." ”

Fu Jingcheng, who was urged, had no choice but to turn around and enter the room.

When he came out with the script, he thought that he would let her go back to rest after a quick confrontation, and he definitely couldn't let her stay here longer.

Fu Jingcheng handed the script that had been opened to Liu Qinghe, and sat on the other end of the sofa to keep a distance from her, "I have annotated the places that will be filmed tomorrow, can you read it first?" ”

"No, let's get started."

Fu Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't wait to start and end quickly.

The scene that Fu Jingcheng is going to shoot tomorrow is that the three people who went down the mountain to experience suddenly met the seriously injured little sister.

Jiang Junyi grew up with the little junior sister, at this time he just knew that the junior brother was the son of the enemy who killed his father, and he had not completely blackened, and when he saw the little junior sister injured, he couldn't care about the hatred in his heart, and he only wanted to save the little junior sister wholeheartedly.

Liu Qinghe's gaze stayed on a certain section for a long time before he cleared his throat and read out the lines of the little junior sister, "Teacher, senior brother, how are you, why are you here......"

Fu Jingcheng really memorized the script completely, and soon said his lines with the feelings of the characters in the play.

After you exchanged a few lines, Liu Qinghe stood up at this time, looked at the script and then at Fu Jingcheng.

"Senior brother! Run! ”

She stood on the sofa and staggered towards Fu Jingcheng.

Fu Jingcheng instinctively wanted to stop it, but as soon as the words came to his mouth, he saw her straight up and down to his side, and he was so shocked that he quickly stood up and reached out to pick it up.

Liu Qinghe relaxed and handed over his whole body weight to Fu Jingcheng, just leaning on his arms and looking straight at him, "Senior brother...... Someone is going to kill me. ”

Fu Jingcheng, who was holding Liu Qinghe and looking at her: "......", who is still right!

"Qingβ€”"

"It's time for you to say your lines." Liu Qinghe smiled and raised his hand to pull his clothes, "It's written in the script, I should be soft and weak and fall into your arms at this time." ”

"Butβ€”"

"According to the plot, should you have run away with me? Hurry up and pick me up. ”

Fu Jingcheng held her back with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist, standing or sitting at this time, and her mind was dazed for a while.

For the first time, he began to doubt himself, "Is there a plot for this?" ”

"Definitely!"

Fu Jingcheng, whose mind was in a mess, couldn't recall the specific plot at all, so he had to bend down and pick him up, and his mind suddenly became even more confused.