Chen Chuqiao has been on a roundabout way for several days, and the scenes are very full every day. Not only do he get off work late at night, but he also has to read the script when he gets home.

The shooting progress in the past few days is almost two to three times slower than before. Some directors of the drama have let her pass, but she knows that she just obeyed the teachings and catered to the requirements and did not have the ability to do it alone.

As if she was in a dilemma, everyone has always praised her a lot and was very comfortable in filming. However, now she really feels like she is trapped by an invisible website. Chen Chuqiao understands what the director said, but he cannot grasp that state. He is very distressed and can only grop slowly.

It was not until two hours before I went to the airport that I had just finished my work.

Everything was in a hurry, changing clothes, getting on the plane for dinner, and going home to put on makeup and get gifts after landing. When she saw Noah, she felt relieved that she had gone through thousands of mountains and rivers and thousands of hardships.

"Is everything going well?"

"Everything is good," Chen Chuqiao only looked at him twice because of his makeup. "Happy birthday, baby."

Noah looked at her with a smile. Although she saw her new hairstyle in the video, she still felt different from her close-up. "It's not bad to see you with such short hair for the first time."

Chen Chuqiao smiled, “Is it good?”

"It looks good," Noah smiled, "it looks like a good student."

Holding his hand, Chen Chuqiao sighed, "Noah, you have grown up a lot."

"What," he laughed and cried, "we are all growing up."

Yes, when we were not paying attention, everyone seemed to be growing up quickly. Chen Chuqiao shook his increasingly solid arms under his hands, looked up at Noah's side face, and took it dependently.

I remembered that when the two of them went to the beach for the first time, he was still thin and had smooth muscle lines and a body full of tendons. When she was in Geneva, she often lay on the sofa in the gym and watched him lift the iron. Thinking about it, it was almost two months since she had been with him.

Noah put his hand on her shoulder and gently stroked it a few times. He would always notice her little emotions quickly and find a suitable way to care for her.

At this time, Chen Chuqiao was just intermittent random thoughts on the top. A close approach was enough to make her little emotions disappear.

Mrs. Miller is a Frenchman. When she saw Chen Chuqiao, she immediately left her struggling English and hugged her happily, "Isabella, long time no see, how are you doing recently?" She praised her new hairstyle and today's outfit.

"Oh, thank you, it's great," Chen Chuqiao smiled sweetly and shook hands, "I miss you too."

The ones who just spoke to Mrs. Miller were all classmates from school, Noah’s best friends. We all came from the United States almost at the same time, so we naturally got together, and we usually walked with them.

Chen Chuqiao is not familiar with them. The local students and international students in the school seem to have natural barriers, especially those with language barriers. They will not meet together in class, and they will not play together in private. Now it is because of Noah as a bridge that there is a chance to get together.

After the birthday party, it was a gathering of young people, and everyone sat around the table and played a truth-telling adventure.

Jiubomou unfortunately looked at Chen Chuqiao, "truthordare (truth or big adventure)?"

“truth”

"Who will ask?"

Melissa volunteered and asked her, “isyourbodycountoverfive (Is there more than 5 people who have been to bed)?”

All of a sudden everyone's eyes gathered, half on Chen Chuqiao and half on Noah.

Noah looked at Chen Chuqiao with a smile, holding her hand, turning the ring on her hand, feeling free.

"No."

It was not a very outrageous question, and there was no need to answer it. Because it was too boring, Chen Chuqiao was the next person after drinking some wine.

After a while, Emma picked up her bag and said, "I'll go out to smoke a cigarette after losing her companion," and her eyes fell on Morgan and Chen Chuqiao, "Bella, Morgan, are you together?"

Chen Chuqiao realized something and nodded and said yes.

"What does your cigarette taste like?" Morgan asked.

"st," Emma pulled out her cigarette from her bag, "Do you want it?"

Morgan took it, Chen Chuqiao didn't like the taste very much, so he asked her if there was anything else.

"Where do you bring so many cigarettes? There's this one," Emma took out an e-cigarette. "Do you want it with berry flavor?"

"Okay."

It was raining again in Geneva these two days. The three of them stood under the eaves and chatted, enjoying the time when their best friend was alone.

Emma exhaled a puff of cigarette, "Does Joey really not like you?"

"The look he just looked amazing." Morgan also noticed that when Melissa asked, Joey's eyes were very subtle.

Chen Chuqiao shrugged, feeling inexplicable, "I don't know where I offended him."

"His girlfriend is even more strange," Morgan complained, "I always thought she liked Noah, but I didn't expect to turn around and be with Joey."

"You don't know?" Emma gave her some tutorials on the latest news, "Melissa and Joey were together for two weeks."

"I still want to say that they are so close tonight."

"I really think she likes Noah," Morgan pushed her when he saw Chen Chuqiao's face was indifferent, "Don't be so careless, okay, it's your boyfriend."

"If it is true, I can't do anything." Chen Chuqiao raised his hand and said helplessly, "I can't control Noah, let alone control her."

"Don't worry, I don't think Noah is that interesting." Emma raised her eyebrows and asked her, "How are you doing recently?"

"Like shit."

I didn't even stay in Geneva for 24 hours. If Sophia and George hadn't knocked on her door before going to work the next morning, entered the room and gave her a good morning kiss, this time I wouldn't even see her parents.

Because of the recent challenge of filming, grandma contacted a professor who was teaching at the Royal Academy of Drama and asked to have a cup of coffee at a nearby shop. So Chen Chuqiao flew to London to meet her.

"It is very important to experience more, see more and think more, and experience more." Professor Greenblatt smiled and put down his cup. "If you have time, you can go to St. Martin to see it, it's very close to here."

It's very close, only a 7-minute drive away.

Even the door of St. Martin is not always performing performance art, and the students who come and go are not all wearing strange clothes. But when a girl with short pink and blue hair comes to borrow the fire, Chen Chuqiao couldn't help but sigh that the students of St. Martin in the Central seem to be always maverick.

The girl smoked the kind of cigarette that Chen Chuqiao didn't like, and it didn't smell very good. She thought about it but still didn't leave and asked, "Are you from here?"

"I'm." The girl took a sip of her cigarette and squinted her slightly. "Where are you? You look like a high school student."

"I'm from the Royal Academy of Drama," Chen Chuqiao breathed out smoke calmly, the mixed fruit fragrance mixed with a little sweet smell, "Let's take a look at the world of art students."

The girl understood immediately and laughed, "Come and visit our fukedupworld?"

“iught you like it”

"Yeah, I like it, it doesn't prevent me from living like fukingrubbish."

After chatting for a while, the girl said, "Artists need to pay more attention to themselves." Seeing Chen Chuqiao's surprised eyes, she touched her nose and said with a dry smile, "What my professor said, I hope it can help you, missactress (Miss Actor)."

Before leaving, the two hugged each other and Chen Chuqiao said, "Good luck."

"The same to you."

The time I went back was so short that it seemed like I had a dream, without any sense of reality.

Fortunately, Chen Chuqiao vaguely found some way, and everything went much smoother than before.

At the same time, everyone can feel the small differences from before, and sometimes she has a little Park Ji-soo-like impatientness.

Chen Chuqiao is the best-selling person. People who have never changed their faces even frowned after Yoo Ya-in repeatedly ng it. His chest was wrapped around and his slightly cold face was like Park Ji-soo.

I don’t think much about reading and playing with the books and mobile phones I usually hold. If I were either modifying the paintings or lying on a folding chair to sleep.

Liu Yaren didn't take it seriously, knowing that he was probably a little immersed in the show. In addition, he felt uncomfortable with his sty eyes, so he became so indifferent. In fact, he was not as intoxicated as he couldn't get out of the show. He was still the same when he chatted with her in private as before.

"Do you want to follow my sns?"

Chen Chuqiao was eating, nodding, chewing things in his mouth and unable to speak, so he took out his cell phone and looked at his instagram homepage to search for his account. After following, what caught his eye was a photo of Liu Yaren naked and another boy in front of the mirror. She suddenly raised her head.

Liu Yaren smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you."

Next was the first large-scale scene between the two, and his intention to do this was beyond words.

Boyal aura is an adjective that Koreans like very much. In fact, Chen Chuqiao is very unsatisfied with this point. She grew up in a culture where a teenager pursues maturity, and teenage girls are not her orientation.

However, Yoo Yaren was the first person to let her get the kind of youthful aura. She smiled a little shyly, brave and confidently, and she said something privately and was a little stinky. He was almost thirty, and the vitality of young people could still be found in him.

Many people say that Liu Yaren is a strange person, saying that he is unique. On the contrary, Chen Chuqiao likes his wild growth and rebelliousness. Perhaps, people like her always appreciate freedom, unrestrained and fearlessness.

"Fighting!" Liu Yaren said with a smile.

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The buzzing sound of the machine sounded, and Park Ji-soo was lying on the tattoo chair, her eyes closed calmly.

"Okay." Jin Dongmin wiped the blood beads clean.

Park Ji-soo opened her eyes and took the mirror he gave her. She had a bright red password standing on her chest, and her skin was red.

"Do you like it?"

"very good."

The warm lights sprinkled on Kim Dongmin, as if he had sketched his whole body with gold edges. He had one leg on his back and turned the chair casually, "Wouldn't your mother be angry?" He has been working for many years, and he smiled a little slutty, but he still had a full of youthful spirit.

As if tempted, Park Ji-soo held his hand, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

While her lips were grinding, her voice was a little unstable, "Don't care."

The air seemed to be heating up, and the two of them seemed to be stuck together. They stumbled open the door and fell into the pure black bedding.

"Okay! cut! Very good!"

As soon as he heard the director shouting to stop, Chen Chuqiao immediately stood up, and the speed was so fast that everyone noticed.
To be continued...