Mu Chen smiled gently, "No." ”

"......" Yun Qiao was inexplicable.

Neither hurt nor fine, what is he still looking at her like that?

Mu Chen is really difficult to understand in blackening.

"Gone." Yun Qiao pulled Mu Chen away.

Mu Chen smiled and followed gently.

He looked at her holding hand, and a sinister smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The other side.

Jiang Yi hurried back to the lounge.

As soon as he entered on the front foot, the agent on the back foot followed.

The agent walked in and asked, "Jiang Yi, which sword were you holding when you were acting just now?" ”

Jiang Yi's heart jumped, now come and question him?

He will never let anyone find any clues.

Jiang Yi pretended to smile calmly, he picked up the prop sword on the ground and put it on the table, "Sister Ping, of course I took the prop sword in the crew." ”

On the table, there were two identical long swords lying horizontally, and the lines of the hilts were the same without exception, without any differences.

Sister Ping still didn't believe it, she looked at Jiang Yi with a questioning tone, "You didn't lie?" ”

A bright smile bloomed on Jiang Yi's face, "It's not good for me to lie, why am I lying." ”

Sister Ping walked to the table and looked at the two swords side by side on it, "Which one are you holding today?" ”

Jiang Yi didn't hesitate to pick up the prop sword outside, "This prop sword." ”

Sister Ping picked up the high imitation sword on the table, "You haven't taken out this one all the time here?" ”

Jiang Yi was angry in his heart, and he was still suspicious of him.

He said yes, why did she have so many questions, she was just an agent, and she dared to question him.

Jiang Yi's face pretended to be pleasant, "No." ”

He smiled, "This is a high-imitation sword that I like to collect, how can I be willing to take it out, what if someone else accidentally breaks it, I cherish this sword." ”

"Sister Ping, you are my agent, if you don't believe me, who can trust me." Jiang Yi thought of ways to avoid the topic.

Sister Ping sighed and put down the sword in her hand, "You are the artist I brought, of course I believe you." ”

"If you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of what happens, you must not take this high imitation sword wrong, let alone use it as a prop sword." Sister Ping carefully reminded Jiang Yi, "It's not good to hurt anyone when acting." ”

Jiang Yi smiled and nodded, "Sister Ping, you've said it a few times, don't say it again, I know everything." ”

Jiang Yi smiled on the surface, but secretly hated in his heart, he didn't hurt Mu Chen, it was his mistake, if it wasn't for Lan Yunqiao, how could he fail again.

Sister Ping smiled lightly, "It's good that you know." ”

"Do they also suspect that I'm not holding a prop sword?" Jiang Yi asked Sister Ping cautiously.

Sister Ping smiled and shook her head, "Don't worry, none of them have any suspicions." ”

"Really?" Jiang Yi was happy in his heart.

"Of course it's true, you can rest assured." Sister Ping smiled helplessly, "After all, who dares to take props that may hurt the opponent's actor on the stage when acting." ”

Jiang Yi sneered in his heart, he dared.

It's someone else's business if others don't dare, so he doesn't care whether they dare or not.

Sister Ping told Jiang Yi again to leave in a few minutes.

He was the only one left in the break room.

Jiang Yi sat down with a grim smile, his teeth itching with hatred in his heart, "It's good that you didn't hurt anyone?" Well, I wish he was hurt. ”

Jiang Yi muttered quietly.

"Mu Chen, you wait for me."

Jiang Yi looked at the high imitation sword on the table, picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

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At night.

The side of the road with dim street lights.

A black sedan is parked on the road.

There were two people sitting in the car.

The man in the driver's seat was tall, with a fierce look in his eyebrows.