An hour later, the black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the Imperial Capital Film and Television Base.
Assistant Wooden, sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head.
"Boss, Miss Ruan's set is right in front."
Xi Jiu let out a faint 'um'.
He glanced at the thermos cup placed in the storage box, took out his cell phone and made a call.
...
Ruan Qi tied the Wia and hung it in the air, and the red skirt on her body had been penetrated by the rain.
She held the long sword in her hand and threw out a sword flower in a very difficult posture in the air, pricking Meng Qiao, played by Ye Ran, and left.
At night, there was still a wire hanging on it. Not only was it difficult, but it was also dangerous. Shen Wenqian on the ground was in his throat. He stared at Ruan Qi and Ye Ran nervously, for fear that they would
Wrap the wires together and cause an accident.
At this moment, the ringtone of his cell phone in his pocket rang.
Shen Wenqian quickly took out his cell phone and glanced at the caller ID with a little annoyance.
Xi Ye.
"!" Shen Wenqian almost screamed and threw his phone out.
He quickly found a corner where no one was around and pressed the switch button.
"It's me, Xi Jiu." The man's cold voice had a strong aura and squeezed into Shen Wenqian's eardrums along the phone line, trembling his brain.
Shen Wenqian hit his chest hard and tried to calm himself down.
At this time, Xi Jiu spoke again.
“I’m outside the set.”
“????????”
Shen Wenqian's blood pressure is close to 28.
He tried hard to maintain his last calmness and asked, "Mr. Xi, you said just now...what are you outside?"
Xi Jiu: "Imperial Capital Film and Television Base, off-set of the crew of "Tianya"."
"..." Shen Wenqian seemed to hear the sound of his cerebral blood vessels bursting.
He seemed to have thought of the explosive topic of the entertainment sector tomorrow - a newcomer named R met with the head of the Xi family at night, and flew up to the branch and turned into a phoenix!
For the personal safety of his own artist named R, Shen Wenqian made the last struggle.
"Xi Ye," he said weakly, "Ruan Qi is still filming, she..."
"I won't look for her."
Xi Jiu's cold voice interrupted him, "If Mr. Shen is convenient, please come out."
The phone hangs up with a 'card' sound.
Shen Wenqian looked at the black screen of the phone and was a little stunned.
Xi Ye doesn’t look for Ruan Qi, look for him?
What to do with him?
Shen Wenqian was stunned for several seconds, then quickly rushed out of the set with an umbrella.
Assistant Mu, who was already waiting outside the set, waved to him.
"Mr. Shen, please come with me."
Shen Wenqian followed Assistant Mu to a Rolls-Royce in confusion. Assistant Mu opened the car door and made a "please" gesture to him.
Shen Wenqian got into the car in confusion, and as soon as he looked up, he met Xi Jiu's eyes that were completely unhealthy.
"!"
His head was almost hit on the roof of the car with a sensation, and he quickly said hello: "Xi, Xi Ye, you are..."
Before he finished speaking, a thermos appeared in front of him.
Shen Wenqian's words came to an abrupt end.
"For her." Xi Jiu spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of warmth in his tone, "There is soup inside."
Shen Wenqian looked at the thermos and couldn't react for a moment.
Xi Jiu continued: "Please stare at her and drink all the soup."
"..." Shen Wenqian silently took the thermos, "Will Mr. Xi see Ruan Qi?"
Xi Jiu: "No. My identity will cause her trouble."
Shen Wenqian's eyes shook, and his mood was a little complicated.
The powerful Xi family's ruler came over overnight just to deliver soup to a little girl, and he didn't even dare to see her face.
Who believes it if you say it?
Shen Wenqian sighed in his heart and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xi, I will stare at Ruan Qi and drink all the soup."
Xi Jiu: "Thank you."
Under the lights of the carriage, the man's facial features became a little softer.
He looked through the car window and looked towards the set, with a tiny light spreading in his eyes.
"Mr. Chen, take good care of her."
...
When Shen Wenqian returned to the set, Ruan Qi had just put down from the Wiya.
The staff helped her unbutton the safety button, and Mo Lan quickly held her arm.
During the fighting scene just now, Ruan Qi's waist was hit by Ye Lan's Wia, and she broke a little bit.
Mo Lan helped her to a place where no one was left, lifted her clothes and applied some ointment.
"How is it? Is it bleeding?" Shen Wenqian walked over and asked.
"No, it's just a little broken." Ruan Qi smiled and wiped the rain on her face, "Brother Chen, don't worry."
The nervous Shen Wenqian breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Mo Lan who was going to bring a towel to Ruan Qi, and handed the thermos in his hand over.
Ruan Qi was puzzled: "What is this?"
"Tang." Shen Wenqian said, "I'm given it by Mr. Xi, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."
“Mr. Xi?!
Ruan Qi opened her eyes wide. She didn't care about the ointment she had just applied and stood up from the chair.
"Where are others?"
Shen Wenqian: "It should be gone. His identity is not suitable for showing his face, and it has a bad impact on you. So I called me out and told me to watch you drink all the soup."
Ruan Qi didn't say anything.
She stuffed the thermos back into Shen Wenqian's arms, then trotted out of the set with a wet long skirt.
"Mr. Xi!"
The girl's soft shouts echoed on the empty bluestone road, and there was no trace of Rolls-Royce.
A few minutes later, the little girl walked back with her head hanging down.
"His Mr. Xi left?" Shen Wenqian asked.
Ruan Qi nodded unhappily.
She took the thermos in Shen Wenqian's hand, opened the lid and poured out the soup inside, and took a small sip.
Then he took his cell phone from Mo Lan.
【It's Xiaoqi: Mr. Xi, thank you for the soup, it's very delicious.】
——*—*——
The next day, the rain came and the sky was clear.
Ruan Qi slept for four hours last night, but was dug up from the bed by Mo Lan early in the morning and went to the set in a daze.
She only had one scene this morning, and after filming, she hurried on a folding stool and drew the drawings with a flat panel.
Not long after, Ye Ran, who was leaving the show, came over.
He pulled the stool and sat next to Ruan Qi, staring at the drawings on her tablet with his eyes slanted for a long time, but he didn't understand anything.
Seeing that Ruan Qi was focused on the drawing and did not notice his existence at all, Ye Ran couldn't help but lift her stool leg with her toes.
Ruan Qi was a little focused and did not notice the slight swaying of the stool.
Ye Ran, who had not received attention, looked stinky and stabbed her with the script in her hand.
"Hello."
Ruan Qi raised her head blankly and looked at him with a questioning look on her face.
"What's wrong with Senior Ye?"
Ye Ran had a dark face: "When will your fans come?"
"?" Ruan Qi asked, "What fans?"
Ye Ran: "Today, Director Wu said that fans can come to visit the set, don't you know?!"
Ruan Qi shook her head. She was about to speak when an excited scream suddenly sounded outside the set.
"Yaoyao! Yaoyao!"
"Yaoyao, we're here to see you!"
Lu Jiayao, who had just finished the show, raised her eyebrows with satisfaction when she heard this voice.
She sorted out the costumes on her body, looked at Ruan Qi proudly, and then walked out slowly.
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