Ignition vs 28
The stage that Yang Yi spent a lot of money to build is next to the villa, and the filming site has been cleared of idle people, etc., and the surroundings are very quiet at the moment, and He Nanzhi's beautiful figure with a touch of embroidered costumes is standing behind the curtains.
She was quiet, she spoke very little, and her makeup was extremely bright with drooping eyes.
His eyes fell on the sunken wood column carved with delicate patterns, and he was in a trance, which should be the strength of the medicinal wine.
Gaffes don't get to.
He Nanzhi has always had an excellent amount of wine, and drinking some of it is also to put aside the obsession in his heart and get into the play.
Offstage.
Xia Yufei was worried, and then turned her head and asked Tan Song for the third time, how long would this filming last.
Tan Song didn't know the truth: "What's wrong?" β
"Nanzhi has post-traumatic stress disorder-" Xia Yufei is afraid of being listened to in the corner, this point of celebrity consciousness is still a little, and she revealed one or two in a low voice: "I don't know if she has been completely cured, she has not been on stage in the past few years." β
Tan Song was stunned for a few seconds.
At this time, the curtain on the stage slowly rose, and filming began.
Those who have studied opera must not only sing beautifully, but also have a classical figure.
When He Nanzhi appeared, she undoubtedly amazed everyone, she stood there alone, with a good appearance like mutton fat jade, slightly raised her water sleeves, vaguely revealing half of her cheeks, delicate and crystal like mountain snow, so beautiful that people couldn't reach it.
The eyes were clear, and the streamer pulled her down into the red dust.
As the melodious music sounded, as soon as she opened her voice, Yang Yi on the other side of the monitor was so excited that her hand holding a cigarette was shaking.
I know that I deserve to be a major in opera.
This is a beautiful shot of art!!
It's just that when He Nanzhi's jade fracture fan between his fingers was lightly stretched and turned around.
Offstage.
I don't know who shouted: "Blood!! Nanzhi, Honamji! You're bleeding. β
Immediately afterwards, the filming location was also messed up.
He Nanzhi's singing voice was interrupted, and he bowed his head slightly in a daze.
The folding fan happened to be in front of him, and suddenly, two small drops of blood fell, and the snow-white fan surface was soaked in an instant.
It was she who had a nosebleed......
He Nanzhi realized this problem, and his slender fingertips strained slightly, and then suddenly released.
She covered it, and before the staff could go on stage, she turned around and walked briskly towards the villa under the stage, the tight pink collar had been soaked with fine sweat, and her heart was beating loudly.
It's as if I've returned to the time when I was in the theater for many years.
Walking to the corner of the stairs in the hall, He Nanzhi was already in a trance, his forehead was muffled, his hair was scattered, and his silky black hair was messed up on his thin shoulders, and with the blood dripping from her fingers, he looked extremely embarrassed.
"Sorry......"
As soon as his feet leaned forward, before he was about to fall, his waist under the costume was held by the man's slender palm.
Her watery eyes hid a hint of panic when she saw the handsome man who appeared in the crew, and the words of apology swallowed back to her throat, trembling and becoming: "Thank you, Chen'an...... I had another nosebleed. β
"You're healthy, don't be afraid."
"It's flowing again."
He Nanzhi's mind was blank, and he only knew how to hold on to the placket of his shirt tightly.
The only touch was that Xie Chen'an patiently wiped her beautiful face to get flowers, the bleeding stopped, the cold temperature of her fingertips seemed to have a soothing effect, and she was picked up horizontally, and walked past the noisy crowd to the luxury car parked outside the villa.
"Don't be afraid."
Behind.
The directors who gasped and followed up stared wide-eyed: "??? β
Chapter 20: Burn Forever
Inside the luxury car, it is depressingly quiet.
When the wet tissue wiped her face, slid over her eyebrows and the tip of her nose, the cool alcohol mixed with the cold and cold fragrance that the man seemed to hide in the layers of snow finally fell between her lips, the breath could be smelled, and the skin was soaked in water, slightly red.
He Nanzhi looked at him in a trance, and opened his beautiful carmine eyes and asked, "Are you still bleeding?" β
"No, you have some chemicals on your face that cause minimal damage to your skin."
Xie Chen'an directly removed her heavy makeup, and soon an unpolished tender face was revealed in the light and shadow of the warm orange, and he was almost habitual, and his slightly hot fingertips rubbed her cheeks, very slow but very abrasive, rubbing to the corners of his lips without any emotion.
Those who are familiar with He Nanzhi's character know that her face is very precious and not allowed to be touched casually.
However, Xie Chen'an has this privilege, and he can do it.
Therefore, his act of crossing the line in the eyes of outsiders did not make He Nanzhi feel any ambiguity, and he habitually put his face softly against his slender neck, and muttered to himself as if begging for protection: "Xie Chen'an, will I die?" β
If she dies.
He Nanzhi had already thought about the contents of the will in a very short time, and the small treasury she had saved for twenty-one years had been donated to the theater earlier, and in addition to the treasure chest worth a little money, she didn't even have a dime paid for making a movie.
So the inheritance that can be divided......
It's also the items in the treasure chest.
He Nanzhi suddenly choked up and said: "You help me convey to He Sifan, I have given him the He family's property in this life, but he must remember that he once said that he would use a city to give me a dowry, and he will have to pay me back three times in the next life, which is calculated as high interest." β
No one answered.
"And." He Nanzhi continued to say his last words: "A set of ruby tiara and jade tiara in the treasure chest, this is for my senior sister, and the antique necklace is for my mother...... Give those gemstone rings to my mother too, in case you inherit them...... It will be given to the next fiancΓ©e. β
"Xie Chen'an, you must be buried in the soil before you can open the treasure chest after I die, otherwise I won't let you go as a female ghost."
He Nanzhi's expression was heartbroken and he said halfway, and in the end, his body hung on his body as soft as a boneless, he closed his slightly red eyelids tiredly, and muttered between his lips: "I'll squint for a while, if you're not dead, remember to wake me up." β
Atmosphere in the car.
The co-pilot in front pricked up his ears and listened to the prayer for a long time, and it was very difficult to hold back the smile in his eyes.
Sneaking a glance back, I saw that Mr. Xie was sitting indifferently, and his posture had not changed, and He Nanzhi was lying on his lap in a dignified manner, you must know that Xie Chen'an has always been known for being unkind, and he never knew what pity and cherishing jade was, even if anyone had the heart to talk, he would not dare to offend his thigh.
Only He Nanzhi dared.
The evening sunset line is not so stellar, shining through the car glass.
In the mottled light and shadow, Xie Chen'an suddenly raised his eyes.
Sheng Qi was stunned, and with a strong desire to survive, he held the tablet in his hand and reported: "Mr. Xie, rest assured, Yang Yi has already given hush money over there, and the people present in the crew will never spread the news that you took Miss He away." β
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Arrived at the hotel where I was staying.
Xie Chen'an carried He Nanzhi, who was in a coma, into the presidential suite, and the family doctor team had been waiting for a long time.
After checking all aspects, even the health of the hair was not spared.
The bespectacled female doctor stood in the living room and gave a very authoritative result to identify the cause: "Miss He will have a sudden nosebleed, because she has drunk too much medicinal wine containing deer antler velvet ginseng and other medicinal wines, which causes her internal fire to be vigorous. β
Sheng Qi, who was listening, was surprised: "That can't go to the fire ......"
Xie Chen'an's thin lips overflowed in a low tone: "She suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder in her early years, and often suffered from severe insomnia and nosebleeds at night. β
Another doctor who majored in psychology interjected and asked, "How long has she stopped taking the drug?" β
"Two years."
"After stopping the drug, is she emotionally stable in private?"
Xie Chen'an's handsome face like a jade carving didn't have any special expression, but his voice stopped for a while, and he remembered a few seconds later: "She didn't cry or make trouble before and after taking the medicine, and at the beginning I found out that she had this stress disorder, because she would automatically have a nosebleed when she stepped on the stage of the drama theater, and the elders in the family thought that she had a physical problem." β
Both the He family and the Xie family have ancestral family physicians, and they both examined He Nanzhi from beginning to end overnight.
Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is said that the body she has pampered is very healthy, and there is no body heat.
When everyone was puzzled, He Sifan, who had autism at a young age, stood up with a very cold expression and said, "Go find a psychiatrist." β
He Nanzhi was born in the splendid bush and was raised in a honey pot.
Not only did she inherit her mother's extremely beautiful genes, but she also doted on her father and uncle, as well as a group of well-connected bamboo horses, even in the drama theater years, she was also the most favored disciple of Kunqu Opera master Fu Xinyun.
A fairy-like person raised in such an environment has no worries.
If you have to.
Maybe you have to eat the whole grains of the world.
Therefore, when He Nanzhi was diagnosed with mental illness, he could not see the slightest impatience from his words and deeds.
And even so, the He family's desire to protect her, especially He Sifan, has reached unprecedented attention.
He Nanzhi could no longer go on stage, and after hiding in the room and crying for a while, he suddenly proposed that he wanted to enter the entertainment industry as an actor......
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The family doctor team learned about He Nanzhi's condition from Xie Chen'an, so they went to check it again rigorously.
I almost didn't take the bottle of medicinal wine from the crew to test, and how much I drank could cause a nosebleed within two hours.
As the night darkened outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the people in the presidential suite dispersed and quieted down.
Xie Chen'an poured a glass of ice water, and walked into the master bedroom with a glass in his long fingers.
The heavy black and gold curtains were closed, and only the warm yellow wall lamp was turned on, faintly reflecting the girl lying in the fluffy quilt.
She was dazed by the strength of the wine, and she had not yet woken up, her long satin-like hair scattered on her soft back, and her eyebrows, which showed a small half of her face, were frowning, as if she was very unstable in her sleep.
Xie Chen'an put the glass on the bedside table, stretched out his cold white and slender hand to turn her over, in case it pressed her heart, who knew that as soon as he moved, He Nanzhi muttered very softly, and slowly opened the crimson eyes: "Hot." β
Her heat is due to the evil fire burning in her body, and she is weak when she looks at everything.
When Xie Chen'an's crisp breath approached, he couldn't help but stick it: "I'm going to grow up." β
"Huh?" Xie Chen'an subconsciously caught her body, and a faint monosyllable overflowed her thin lips.
He Nanzhi's beautiful eyes seemed to be watery, and crystal clear tears could fall out in the blink of an eye, he was really drunk and confused, and he wronged himself as he spoke: "Dad said...... The body will catch fire and will not grow large. β