I pursed my lips and smiled even more helplessly. "He's already quarreled with me about this." I said to Brother Xing. Not only did they quarrel, but they also ignored me completely. Last night, the old man ran away from home, and I don't even know when he will return home.

"I'll just say, how can Lin Hao be so generous." Brother Xing nodded, thinking that that was the Lin Hao he knew. "And what do you do now?"

I shook my head helplessly and said, "What do you want me to do?" The contract is signed, what else can I do? I can only continue to shoot. "I just have to face the reality and try to make myself just a job. Forget the entanglement with Mo Ruihang, forget Zhong Qi's ignorance of me.

"Aren't you going to tell Lin Hao? Your script has been replaced, and now you're filming the story of you and Murray? "Brother Xing saw that I accepted the facts, was anxious for me, and wanted me to call Lin Hao to support me.

I shook my head again. "No, Lin Hao ignored me after a fight with me. What do you want me to say to him? With that, the corners of my mouth lifted weakly. If you think about it, I'm in a pitiful situation. I was being used by what I used to think to be a good friend, but I had no one to ask for help. Scold.

Brother Xing didn't continue to say anything, but silently calculated in his heart.

"Sister Luoluo, are you ready? It's time to start filming. Zhang Yiling poked his head in from the door at this time and asked me.

"What's urging, haven't you let people prepare after the script has been changed?" Brother Xing didn't know that Zhang Yiling was from our company, and the script was not in his hands at all. It's just that when I saw him come in and urge me, I wanted to fight for me, so my attitude was a little bad.

"The script has been changed? What do you mean? Zhang Yiling was confused by Brother Xing's words, and froze in place.

"What to pretend, the script has changed, can you not know!" Brother Xing looked at Zhang Yiling's stupid appearance, the fire was a little big, and he felt that he was pretending to be innocent.

I saw that Brother Xing was about to get angry, so I quickly stretched out my hand to stop it, and opened my mouth to persuade him: "Yiling really doesn't know, the script was produced by Zhong Qi and their company." The people in our company are only in charge of shooting and post-production. ”

"Who knows if he knows." Brother Xing muttered when he heard me say this, but finally stopped having seizures.

"It's okay, Yiling, I'll go out. You let them get ready first. I whispered to Zhang Yiling to appease his little heart that was frightened by Brother Xing. Thinking about it, he is also pitiful, so he has to pick such an opportunity to come in and urge me.

"You're really going to shoot." After Zhang Yiling went out, Brother Xing asked me with some incredulity in his tone.

"How else?" I said to him helplessly, and after that, I straightened up my makeup in front of the mirror, got up and went out.

As soon as he arrived on the set, Mo Ruihang was already sitting there waiting. When he saw me coming, he got up and greeted me.

"Luoluo." He called me.

Because of the change of script, I was a little embarrassed when I saw him. "Hmm." I kept my head down and didn't look at him.

"Have you read the script?" Mo Ruihang asked me softly.

I stiffened, I didn't expect him to come to me about it. After a while, I nodded and didn't speak.

"Are you alright?" Mo Ruihang hesitated for a moment and asked me.

It's okay? Will it be okay? She Zhong Qi is going to let me uncover my scars to show others, why are you okay with me! But I faced Murray, instinctively, I didn't want him to see my weakness. Since the two of us broke up, my weakness has been no longer allowed to appear in front of him.

I looked up and forced myself to laugh. "It's okay, it's all over. It's just work, let's get started. With that, I lifted my feet and left to find the director. The moment I left, the smile I had just managed to squeeze out disappeared from my face.

Mo Ruihang watched me leave from behind, his eyes a little complicated.

"Director." I walked up to the director and whispered to him.

"Hmm." The director snorted through his nose and didn't look at me, giving people the same feeling of arrogance as he did when he first shoot.

"Director, the script has changed, I just got it, and I may shoot it slower today. Please also ask the director to bear with me. "I'll give the director a precautionary shot first, so that when the progress is slowed down, he will be mad at me.

"What did you say?" The director turned his head to look at me with some impatience in his eyes. "It has nothing to do with me, I just film. If you don't shoot well, I'll still scold you. But I think you're a newcomer, and the script has changed temporarily, so slow down. ”

"Thank you." I thought he would have this attitude, and he was already so much nicer to me than the last time, and could promise me that I could slow down a little, wouldn't he? So I didn't pay much attention to his impatience, just thanked him and left.

Before the start of filming, in order to listen to less scolding from the director, I sat on the chair assigned to me and hurried to read the script.

Last time we filmed, we had already photographed me and Mo Ruihang meeting, knowing each other, and falling in love. And this time, it's the story after we fell in love. After the script was changed, the plot was interspersed with my past with Mo Ruihang. Turning the pages one by one, we look at our stories from an outsider's perspective. I found out that I was almost spoiled as a princess by Murray, and I was so puzzled. A few times, in fact, Mo Ruihang thought about kissing me, but I prevaricated it, no wonder he would split his legs. Even if he loves me again, he won't be able to stand it after a long time.

"Come on, come on, get ready to shoot." The assistant director, who was there with a loudspeaker to greet everyone, was ready to start work.

I got up from my chair and walked over with the script in hand, waiting for the assistant director to take us into place.

Mo Ruihang also walked over, stood beside me, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to me, probably worried about my mood, and finally did not speak. Since he didn't say anything, I was naturally happy to be quiet, listening intently to the assistant director telling me the play, ignoring Mo Ruihang's eyes that kept following me around.

Because of the experience of the last shooting, I am no longer so unfamiliar with filming. The assistant director only took me and Mo Ruihang a few times, so I could get familiar with the filming of this scene. In order to avoid the director's impatience, we didn't delay too much, we took a good position, and the lines were almost right, and we were ready to officially start filming.

This scene is very simple, and it is a story not long after I fell in love with Mo Ruihang. I met up with Murray to dinner. I was half an hour late, and Murray was standing outside waiting for me for half an hour. The backdrop of this scene is late autumn, and the weather in Beijing is no longer warm. Mo Ruihang stood outside trembling, but he was afraid that he would not be able to find him as soon as I came, so he didn't find a place to keep warm, so he stood at the door stupidly, not daring to move a step. After I came, he didn't accuse me of being late, but took out a cup of ginger syrup from his arms that had been covered for a long time and asked me to drink it first, for fear that I would freeze. I took this glass of water and looked at him with love in my eyes. Mo Ruihang looked into my eyes and slowly leaned his head over, wanting to kiss me, but because of my evasion, the kiss fell on my forehead. Although Mo Ruihang didn't say anything, his eyes were full of loss.

This plot is our past, and it hasn't changed at all. Many years ago, this was our memory, and now, I want to show it to the world.

"Let's shoot." With the order of the assistant director, all the machines were aimed at Mo Ruihang. Photograph him shivering in the cold wind.

I stood not far away, looking at Mo Ruihang, as if everything had returned to the beginning, when I was innocent and liked him.

When it was my turn, I ran to Murray's side and said sorry to him. And he stuffed me with ginger syrup that he had warmed up.

I looked up at him and realized that I couldn't look at him the way I used to look at him anymore.

"Stop." The director called a stop.

With this pause, I took my eyes off Murray's face, but he kept looking at me.

"Director, what's wrong?" The assistant director asked the director, and his tone was a little submissive.

"The heroine's eyes, no! Be more affectionate, people will be frozen for so long, and they will prepare ginger syrup for you, can't you be moved! "From the tone in which the director reprimanded me, it is not difficult to hear his dissatisfaction with me.

Hearing the director reprimanding me, I lowered my head. It's not that I don't want to be affectionate to him, but when I look at him, I find that I have long lost my love for him. That kind of feeling, I'm sorry, I can't play it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring her into the relationship, let's do it again, hard work everyone." Seeing me bow my head, Mo Ruihang quickly apologized and took the fault on himself.

"Look more affectionate!" The director called me over the walkie-talkie. "Here, again!"

"Come on, everyone prepare, do it again." The assistant director said into the speaker. "Three, two, one, start shooting."

Murray stood in the doorway again, shivering. I ran over. When I got the glass of ginger syrup, my eyes brought in all my feelings as much as possible, but it was still not the feeling of a lover.

"Stop!" The director shouted again. "The eyes are wrong! Be impressed! Preferably with some tears! He said to me.

"Assistant Director, do it again." The director said impatiently.

"Three, two, one, start shooting."

I stood aside and looked at Mo Ruihang in the wind, telling myself over and over again that this was just filming, not reality, and I had to perform even if I had no feelings.

I ran over and tried to look at him with moving eyes, and this time I finally squeezed out a few tears that the director wanted, but I knew in my heart that this was just acting. But this is originally a play, I just need to cooperate, I don't have to take it seriously, right?

"Alright, so be it. Prepare for the next scene. "The director finally let us pass.

"Luoluo, you're alright." Murray asked me.

"Well, it's fine." I replied perfunctorily, not wanting to have too much contact with him, and walked back to my chair to read the script for the next scene.

Mo Ruihang saw that I didn't want to talk to him more, so he didn't dwell on it anymore, and walked to where he should be staying in a funny way.

Sitting on the chair, I flipped through the script, looked at the familiar plot, and found that I had really told Zhong Qi everything at the beginning. Because this scene written in the script is adapted from a very private incident that once happened in my house. If it weren't for my relationship with Zhong Qi at the beginning, I wouldn't have been able to tell her.