Chapter 387

At ten o'clock in the evening, after enjoying a rich dinner, Mo CHENFENG sat at the desk in front of the French window, smoking, meditating, and the dim yellow table lamp lit up the sharp curve of his water chestnut side face.

The door of the bathroom clicked, and the heat floated out like a veil. Chu Xiangxiang's tall body was dressed in a bathrobe, waist tied, chest straight, and her beautiful face was red in protein.

Beauty bathing picture!

Mo CHENFENG was stunned.

He suddenly got up, hugged her, breathed quickly, and threw her on the soft and elastic bed.

"Are you nervous?" Mo CHENFENG leaned on his elbow and looked down at her.

Chu Xiangxiang blushed and nodded.

"First time?"

His face reddened and nodded again.

"It's my first time." Mo Chen's wind and cloud were light, and the light sound of the wind was like a bomb. Chu Xiangxiang suddenly opened his eyes.

"Surprised?"

"Well."

Mo CHENFENG rarely showed a warm man's smile and said, "regret?"

Regret it?

Chu Xiangxiang asked herself in her heart that at this moment, both inside and outside the play seemed to be one. She shook her head and whispered, "I don't know what will happen in the future, but I know and don't regret it."

After that, her eyes lit up, staring at Mo CHENFENG, thousands of words, into a sentence: "what about you, regret?"

Mo CHENFENG was in a trance in his eyes. He shouldn't have been in a trance. It wasn't written in the script, but he was really in a trance.

And director Mo Yu also forgot to shout Ka!

The light is soft, and the smell of shampoo floats in the air.

In a word, a problem is obviously very simple, but it is difficult for people to speak.

Silent, silent.

After a while, Mo CHENFENG finally opened his mouth. It was no longer the sound of pure ice hitting, but a hoarse voice with a meaningful expression. He said, "no matter before or after, I won't regret it."

The lips are printed, and the two are lingering on the bed, but when Mo CHENFENG's hand is pressed on the belt of the bathrobe, Chu Xiangxiang wakes up like a dream and presses his hand hard, with a light but firm voice: "no, no, I'm not ready yet..."

The camera stopped on Mo CHENFENG's face, stunned and dazed, frowned slightly, finally stretched out, and smiled, "that gives you time for a song."

"Good, once!" Mo Yu shouted.

The staff in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

The deputy director asked, "don't you remake it? Many lines are wrong."

"Wrong is good." Mo Yu closed his eyes and thought about the clip just now, "that feeling, the feeling of acting out, is better than the original! It's perfect. A few eyes and a few words, there are so many entanglements and so many troubles. What we want is this kind of puzzling and profound clip, because after this paragraph, the plot will have a turning point."

Qin Baobao took off his bathrobe. Inside was a V-neck low cut sweater with pants rolled up to his legs, dressed as after taking a bath. She put on her robe and looked a little gloomy.

After acting for so many days, she has a deep sense of the role of Chu Xiangxiang. Generally speaking, she is a little deep into the play. Even imagine her as another Qin Baobao.

Why should I be depressed? Why is this the turning point of the film?

In fact, according to the routine of female frequency writing, in this case, it is basically inappropriate for children to omit 500 words. But there is no one here. Chu Xiangxiang refused, which in itself explains a lot. Readers who are familiar with the rhythm of female frequency text should frown and find that things are not simple.

.......

At this point, the dormitory door was closed long ago. Fortunately, Chu Xiangxiang's home was very close to the University. Mo CHENFENG drove her home without navigation or directions. He sent Chu Xiangxiang several times.

There is a street full of Wutong trees outside the community of chuxiangxiang. As usual, Mo CHENFENG parked the car, and the two walked under the Wutong trees and walked slowly towards the community.

Mo CHENFENG wears a dark black short coat, which is cold and silent. Chu Xiangxiang took his arm, and their shadows were together, pulled by the street lamp.

Today, there was a little unexpected situation. They were in the doorway of the community and were hit by father Chu who came back from drinking at his old friend's house.

Chu Xiangxiang hurriedly loosened Mo CHENFENG's arm and shouted in panic: Dad!

Father Chu looked at them for a moment, unexpectedly calm, "how long has it been, the young man looks handsome, what's his name?"

Mo CHENFENG held Chu Xiangxiang's hand and hit it with ice. "Hello, uncle, Mo CHENFENG."

Chu family!

Mo CHENFENG sat on the sofa, facing Chu Xiangxiang's family of three. The obedient girl snuggled up to her mother. Chu mother and Chu father looked at Mo CHENFENG, with sharp eyes as if they were merchants choosing goods.

It is said that the mother-in-law likes her son-in-law more and more. When she comes here, the father of Chu likes it more and more, and the mother of Chu is more and more frightened.

This young man looks very much like an old friend of hers.

"Your surname is mo. what do you do at home?" Mother Chu asked.

"I started a company at home." Mo CHENFENG's tone was slow, without any tension.

Chu's mother stretched out her hand to carry the tea cup. In a casual tone, her eyes did not leave him: "what company?"

"Mohs group."

Mother Chu's hand shook, the cup turned over, and the hot tea spread along the tea table.

"Who is mo Yinian?"

"My father." Mo CHENFENG answered truthfully.

Shua!

Mother Chu stood up fiercely, her face white, and the three looked up at her. Mother Chu didn't explain. She shook her body and strode into the room.

Chu Xiangxiang had never seen his mother lose her temper like this. She was at a loss. "Dad, mom, what happened to her?"

Father Chu looked at Mo CHENFENG and seemed to think of something. His expression suddenly became complicated. He said, "I'll go in and have a look."

After a few breaths, mother Chu and father Chu's emotional voice came, mixed with the cry of collapse.

Mo CHENFENG listened attentively, vaguely listening to a few words: "he is the son of Mo Yinian", "they can't be together", "sin ah", "now is not the time to say this, first ask the children where they are." piecemeal, no matter how much, you can't hear clearly.

Mo CHENFENG's heart suddenly sank.

Soon, father Chu came out of the room with an ugly face.

Chu Xiangxiang asked, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Father Chu sat down and said in a deep voice, "Xiangxiang, how far are you two?"

Chu Xiangxiang blushed and didn't know how to answer.

Mo CHENFENG was straightforward: "uncle, say something straight."

Father Chu looked at the ceiling and said nothing for a long time. "Xiangxiang, I have something to tell you. In fact, I'm not your biological father."

a bolt from the blue!

The camera showed Chu Xiangxiang. Her face was full of consternation, shock and confusion.

"Dad? What are you talking about? I'm not your own? Who am I?"

Father Chu looked at Mo CHENFENG and said, "he is your half brother."

Mo CHENFENG was struck by lightning.

Chu's father explained the matter. In those days, Chu's mother and Mo's father were lovers, and they had a private life, but they finally separated because of the opposition of the man's parents.

After breaking up, mother Chu found that she was pregnant. Mother Chu was lucky to have a childhood sweetheart who always loved her, that is, father Chu. Chu's father asked her to give birth to the child and raise it as her own child.

Chu's father said dejectedly, "you would never know this for a lifetime."

What a fate!

"Ka!" At the moment when Mo Yu shouted Ka, both the staff and the actors were relieved.

They filmed this scene nine times.

"There will be a crying scene next, and we will try to finish it today." Mo Yu said.

Qin Ze joked, "how do you cry? Director, can you cry? My sister is best at this..... Ouch!"

He got a kick from Qin Baobao.

Mo Yu moved in his heart and changed his mouth: "try it first, mainly depending on the state of general manager Qin. If you can't, you can connect it tomorrow."

For professional actors, it's not difficult to cry, but for non professional actors, it may take a long time to cry. Representative: hold down Beibei.

But crying out and crying well are two different things.

Qin Ze's words gave him a reminder that Mo Yu felt it was unlikely to succeed in the next crying scene because it was too difficult. Despair, sadness, hopeless pain, hopeless reluctance.

How can Qin Baobao understand the despair that "my favorite person is actually my brother"?

Therefore, this section can only be tested first.