Chapter 49

Luo Feiqi carefully recalled that she was quite sure that she had put away her clothes, because the play in the morning and the play in the afternoon were the same scene in the film, and the clothes could not be changed, so she paid close attention to checking them.

Yingzi couldn't find several places and was about to cry. After all, it was her first time to be an artist assistant. In this emergency, yingzi didn't know what to do.

At this time, Wang Peixin just finished the last scene and came to the dressing room to change clothes. When she saw Luo Feiqi standing in front of the storage cabinet, she pretended to be surprised and asked, "Feiqi, why are you still here? The next scene is your play."

"Sister Peixin, sister Feifei's clothes are missing." Yingzi explained with tears in her eyes.

"No, why are you so careless? Everyone is waiting for you to start." Wang Peixin's eyes flashed a trace of Yin, and his tone was slightly anxious.

Luo Feiqi gritted his teeth: "I'll explain to the director." Then he walked out.

Luo Feiqi stood in front of the director and told the director about the current situation. Her pretty eyebrows frowned tightly: "I'm sorry, director."

Director over Luo Feiqi looked at Wang Peixin standing not far away, although not very clear, but the heart probably understand what's going on. He waved his hand: "forget it, pay attention later. When you remake your scene in the morning, if you don't have uniform clothes, you can only remake the scene by changing clothes."

The director looks at the nervous girl in front of her. Luo Feiqi is different from the net red awl face in the entertainment industry. She has her own unique beauty. She is enchanting but not kitsch. She is lovely but not artificial.

In his heart, he appreciated the girl very much.

The director pretended to be angry and said to Luo Feiqi, "but today you have to work overtime. Your play can't be delayed any longer, or the whole group will wait for you. Today, I'll finish the make-up and the afternoon's work. "

"Good director, I see. Thank you, director." Luo Feiqi breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly grateful to the director.

Wang Peixin, who was watching from a distance, was annoyed: "why is it that this director is always strict with actors?"

Just about to see Luo Feiqi come towards her, she quickly pretended to comfort: "it doesn't matter, Feiqi, you see the director doesn't blame you, don't do it again next time."

Luo Feiqi looks at Wang Peixin's hypocritical face. She doesn't even want to deal with it. She smiles and goes into the dressing room. After all, other people don't know. She knows very well who did it.

In the dressing room, Luo Feiqi said to yingzi as she changed her clothes: "later, you go to the coffee shop outside to buy some coffee and desserts for the crew. Because of me, everyone has to work overtime. Please bear with me."

Luo Feiqi takes out the card from her bag and asks yingzi to buy coffee. After yingzi left, Luo Feiqi thought as she changed her clothes that she would call Yun Qianmo after work at noon. Now it's time to make up the film in the morning. It's estimated that it will be midnight after shooting.

It seems that today is not to see Yun Qian Mo, while thinking, Luo Feiqi feel a loss in the heart.

Since Yun Qianmo was injured and hospitalized, he has been with him almost every day. Suddenly, he may not be able to see him today, and he is not used to it.

Luo Feiqi patted his face: "wake up, Luo Feiqi, that man doesn't belong to you."

A cafe downstairs of Shengshi entertainment. At this time, a man with a delicate face was sitting in the window of the coffee shop card seat, gracefully delivering the coffee to his mouth.

From time to time, he turned his eyes to the prosperous entertainment across the street, like waiting for someone. The man looked calm, but when he looked carefully, he found that his fingers were shaking slightly.

Seems to be trying to suppress their own inner tension, want to know what is afraid to know.

At this time, I saw a tall and slender man coming in the door. This man looked like the man waiting by the window. It's just that later this man had a little bit of heroism in his eyebrows.

Yun Qianmo went into the coffee shop, looked up at the surroundings, raised his legs to a card holder, and stood at the table. Yun zhanxuan looks up at the man who looks similar to himself. He doesn't speak for a long time.

Yun zhanxuan's heart was extremely shaken and his face was overcast.

It's really him. He's really back.

But on the surface, it looks like "what are you doing sitting and standing for? I haven't seen you for a long time. Don't you sit down and talk about the past?"

Yun Qianmo sits on the empty seat opposite to Yun zhanxuan and stares at Yun zhanxuan, as if to find an answer from his face.

Yun zhanxuan responded to Yun Qianmo's eyes: "come on, you should have a lot to ask.""How on earth did dad die?" Yun Qianmo opens his mouth, but his eyes are still staring at Yun zhanxuan, as if he wants to put every tiny expression in his eyes.

"When my father passed away, he was in advanced stage of liver cancer. After chemotherapy, my father was so miserable that he signed the consent to give up treatment." Yun zhanxuan sipped his coffee and slowly replied.

"Then why didn't dad tell me?" Yun Qianmo's brows are locked, and he is full of doubts about Yun zhanxuan's statement. In his memory, his father is a reliable man like Dashan.

Since the discovery of liver cancer, my father has been actively cooperating with the doctor for treatment. Even if it hurts again, my father never shows it in front of him. He always smiles in front of him, for fear that he will be worried.

Such a father, brother said he was willing to give up treatment, let cloud Qianmo how to believe.

"How can dad tell you that I'm a brother and you're a brother? Although we're less than two minutes apart, my dad prefers you when I was young. Dad certainly doesn't want you to know about this kind of thing."

Yun zhanxuan said, it seems that there is no waves, but his heart can't control a burst of sadness. His father has been better to Qian Mo since he was a child. He is only two minutes older, but his father always acquiesces that he is a brother and asks him to bear a lot of things that he shouldn't bear.

Qian Mo got more than he did when he was young. In the end, his father wanted to leave the company to him. What about him? What is he? Since he can't be treated equally, why should he be born!

Thinking, even cloud Zhan Xuan himself did not feel, his tears rushed out of his eyes, along the chin perfect arc dripping on the table.

Yun Qianmo looked at his brother like this in front of him. He felt as if he had been hit by something in his heart, but his face was still as light as a cloud. "Don't you know that I have been sent to an island for so long?"