"Fang Yuan, are you ok?" The director takes Fang Yuan to his lounge to have a rest. The phone call just now was from Mo Jincheng. It seems that he really loves this beautiful wife and is worried about her accident. He asks himself to watch and pick her up himself.
"Director Feng, I'm really sorry. Today I I really didn't mean it today. " Fang Yuan's voice became smaller and smaller. She felt very sorry that she failed to live up to Feng Dao's expectations for her. She was not as strong as she thought. She was defeated by a little thing.
"It's OK. You don't have to apologize to me. I know what happened today and I can understand you." Feng Dao affectionately brought some candy for Fang Yuan, "sometimes when I'm in a bad mood, my daughter will give me sugar to eat, and tell me that I will be happy when I eat sugar. Is it very cute? You can have a piece, too. Slow down."
Fang Yuan was very glad that she met a bole who appreciated herself. She took the candy from director Feng, opened the candy paper and put it in her mouth, "thank you, director Feng."
"Fang Yuan, to tell you the truth, the entertainment industry is in a mess. Since you have chosen to be a female star, you have to bear the pressure brought by public opinion." Feng stood up, went to Fang Yuande, put his hand on Fang Yuande's shoulder, "you should learn how to let go, learn how to face doubts."
"God, look, the director handed the sugar to Fang Yuan."
"I don't know if it's been drugged."
The people inside, with their backs to the door, didn't find the door of the rest room. There were several people peeping and discussing in twos and threes. They thought that the entertainment industry was in such a mess that the director must want to go around the rules and gossip at the door.
"Hey, hey, comrades, get started!"
"Shoulder up, shoulder up, anyone with a mobile phone, take a quick shot."
Just as everyone was discussing and wanted to take out their mobile phones to take photos, they didn't feel a sense of danger approaching them.
Mo Jincheng stands next to them. Xu Heng looks at the gossip people in front of him and doesn't say anything. Until someone discovers the existence of Mo Jincheng, they all look at Mo Jincheng and stand still. Even if they want to escape, they dare not move and can't move.
"What do you see?" Mo Jincheng doesn't roar and question loudly. Instead, he lowers the volume and looks at everyone.
"We We We don't see anything. " One of the leaders, shivering, answered Mo Jincheng's words. He secretly prayed in his heart that Mo Jincheng would not expel them from the crew.
"Yes, yes, we didn't see anything." The rest of the people are also in line with, looking at Mo Jincheng's expression are afraid of hands and feet up, there is no just gossip that spirit.
"Good. Let's tell you, today is over. Let's go back. By the way, I hate people who don't make trouble and talk freely. "
We all know that Mo Jincheng is warning himself not to talk. He nods in fear. After Mo Jincheng signals that he can go, he leaves Feng's rest area.
Mo Jincheng didn't knock on the door. He went directly into director Feng's lounge. Although he believed in Fang Yuan, he heard people outside saying that he was still very concerned. When he came in, he saw director Feng's hand on Fang Yuan's shoulder and coughed loudly to remind the director.
Feng Dao looked up and saw that Mo Jincheng was also surprised, "Mr. Mo, why didn't you knock when you came?"
"Look, your door is open. You should be welcoming me, aren't you?" Mo Jincheng stares at Feng Dao with displeased eyes.
Feng Dao immediately changed his face, "Fang Yuan, Mr. Mo is here. Go back to have a rest. Tomorrow is also a day off, you can adjust your mood
"Will this slow down the whole crew? I'll just adjust today. I'll do as usual tomorrow. " Fang Yuan asks the director anxiously. Before the director comforts him, Mo Jincheng holds Fang Yuan in his arms.
"You are not in the right state. The shooting is not smooth. It will also delay the progress. Let's have a good rest and continue. The shooting will be smooth."
"Yes, Mo is right. Fang Yuan, you can go back to have a rest with mo Feng Dao feels that his action just now angered Mo Jincheng. At the moment, Mo Jincheng is just like swearing sovereignty. He holds Fang Yuan in his arms in front of him and advises him not to get close to him.
"Let's go." Mo Jincheng lifted Fang Yuan from the chair, lifted his hair beside Fang Yuan's cheek, and a kiss gently fell on Fang Yuan's forehead.
"My bag is still in the dressing room downstairs. Let's get it and go home." Fang Yuan replied feebly, and now she especially wants to go home and have a good rest, and forget the picture in her mind.
Mo Jincheng's heart, eyes are now all square, don't care to say hello to director Feng, with square came to the downstairs dressing room, ready to take the bag to leave.
As soon as entering the dressing room, Mo Jincheng hasn't seen the words on the mirror. Fang Yuan has already shrieked and squatted down first.
"Blood, blood, blood." Because of today's stimulation, he mistook the lipstick color for blood and squatted on the ground and hugged himself."Fang Yuan, don't be afraid. It's not blood."
Encouraged by Mo Jincheng, Fang Yuan summoned up courage and stood up slowly. He looked up and fixed his eyes on the words on the mirror - butcher, you don't deserve it.
Fang Yuan didn't have the heart to further speculate on the meaning between the lines. She just felt why the world suddenly became very dark for a moment. She kept being reminded of what she was afraid of, constantly being framed, even being labeled as an executioner, but she did nothing.
Fang Yuan stood in front of the mirror and shook his head in fear.
Mo Jincheng sees this and wants to take Fang Yuan home to have a rest. He reaches out and picks up Fang Yuan's bag beside him. Unexpectedly, a lot of pieces of paper fall out, and there are still pieces of paper in the bag. Fang Yuan squats down and picks up the pieces of paper to check. He can't help but cry.
Mo Jincheng embraces Fang Yuan in his arms and holds him tightly. He picks up a few pieces of paper and takes a closer look to find that it's the script of this movie. He knows how important this movie is to Fang Yuan and how seriously Fang Yuan is preparing. She has been studying this script.
"OK, OK, it's OK. If the old one doesn't go and the new one doesn't come, and you know it backwards, shall I print another one for you? Let's go home first. Xiao Bao is still waiting for you. "
Mo Jincheng holds Fang Yuan tightly. It seems that the person who wants to deal with Fang Yuan is not alone. The girl he just met also needs to make a good investigation.