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This was the first time Feng Ziyan talked to her in public. His voice was not loud, but everyone could see it clearly. Director Feng actually gave his things to Lu Qingzhou. The smile on Shao Yu Lu's face, which was originally smiling like a blossoming flower, froze, and even the twitching of his face felt it difficult.

"What? Boss Feng isn't blind? He actually gave food to that kind of person to eat."

Yue Ling took a fork and angrily stabbed it into the steak on her plate. She was chewing the steak like it was nothing. She was so jealous that she was almost turning into a rabbit.

"Boss Feng, do you not like the taste? Shall I order another meal for you? "

Seeing that he had not eaten a single bite, Feng Ziyan nodded her head, "No need to order anymore, get someone to send me the exact same thing to my resting place. I don't eat anything that other people have been exposed to. "

Feng Yan's clear voice was heard. Lu Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, but still took the food on Feng Ziyan's plate and began to eat. Firstly, she was really hungry and didn't have the strength to work when she was hungry. Secondly, no matter how hard her bones were, it wouldn't do any good. He had already treated her as nothing, so why would she care if others were looking at her to see if she would pick up something he didn't want to eat?

The corner of Shao Yu Lu's mouth curled up into a smile, and the same contempt floated up on Yue Ling's face, "Oh, so Boss Feng thinks that her own things are dirty. I knew it, how could Boss Feng give her her own things to eat? Why don't you see who she is?"

Lu Qingzhou ate lunch and hid on the deck chair to rest by himself. She clearly knew that her aunt was coming. Hai Yan had said that if she couldn't take care of herself, who would take care of her?

Lu Qingzhou slept for a while before the staff chased her out. The London afternoons were unlike the domestic sunny days, which were often filled with drizzling rain. The place she had just slept in wasn't shielded, so when the wind and drizzle swept over her body, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"Lu Qingzhou, what are you dawdling for?"

When the director told the actors to get ready, Lu Qingzhou felt a pain in her stomach and walked towards the studio with her back slightly bent.

"He's popular, he's already playing the big card before he's even become a big shot. He was strong enough to slap me just now, now he's pretending to be a dead dog." Director Song, this Lu Qingzhou does not even put you in his eyes. Perhaps he has some background. "

Shao Yulu would not let go of any opportunity to punish her. Song Cheng initially did not want to care about her words, but Lu Qingzhou frequently had problems today, causing him to feel somewhat dissatisfied.

"He's coming."

Lu Qingzhou responded softly. Her voice was too soft for the director to hear, so he only saw her continue to move towards him with small steps.

"I say, can you hurry? Everyone is waiting."

Song Cheng waited until the last moment before directly pulling her away. Lu Qingzhou felt a little dizzy, and her feet felt as if they were stepping on cotton. In addition to the fact that this scene was a play in the rain, the cast happened to save on artificial rainfall, allowing a few actors to stand in the rain and start shooting.

As the first female lead, Shao Yu Lu held onto her umbrella, while the second female lead, Lu Qingzhou, laid half of her body in the rain, allowing the water to wash over her. The main content of this scene was that the female lead picked her up on the road and brought her home. The female lead had to show her life as she poured it into the rain.

"I say, what happened to you? If you don't want to shoot, then go back. You were so energetic when you slapped Yu Lu, how come you just wanted to be lazy? "

Song Cheng took the script and rushed in front of Lu Qingzhou, cursing at him. The assistant director held up an umbrella, afraid that he would get drenched by Song Cheng. Lu Qingzhou stood in the rain, soaked to the skin, not having the strength to retort. The pain in his lower abdomen became more and more intense, and his head felt more and more dizzy. With great difficulty, she opened her eyes and looked at Song Cheng as she explained, "Director, I might have a fever."

"Fever? What fever? I think it's more or less true that you have something in your heart. We came here by plane to film, not to travel and recuperate. Everyone in the crew worked themselves to death just to watch you eat and not sleep. What's in your head? If you get the script a month ahead of time, you're giving me this kind of performance? "

Song Cheng raised the script and knocked on Lu Qingzhou's head. Lu Qingzhou instinctively dodged to the side.

"Director, I'm not feeling too well. It wasn't intentional."

Lu Qingzhou apologized profusely. This was the scene Feng Ziyan saw when she woke up.

"I'm not feeling well, so be it …"

"If you're not feeling well, then go back. What kind of show are you filming?"

As Feng Ziyan walked into the rain, the crew immediately followed her out with umbrellas, afraid that he would get wet.

"Yeah, if you're not feeling well, you can go back. What kind of show are you filming?" The company pays us to work here every day, not to waste your time. "

When Song Cheng saw Feng Ziyan scolding him even more fiercely, as if he was afraid that he did not know how serious and strict he was with the actors, he followed her tone and added fuel to the fire by scolding Lu Qingzhou.

After swearing, Song Cheng turned to look at Feng Ziyan, putting away his fiendish expression, "Boss Feng, it's raining heavily. "Don't come in the rain with us, I can't explain when I get sick."

"Do the actors under me still have the face to hold up an umbrella while filming so hard?"

Feng Ziyan's sharp gaze almost scared the staff member to the point of throwing away the umbrella in his hand. Song Cheng was shocked in his heart. He had thought that Feng Ziyan would reward him for scolding Lu Qingzhou. Seeing that Feng Ziyan's expression did not look good, he signaled his assistant with his eyes for him to keep the umbrella.

A group of people, including Shao Yulu, did not dare to take up an umbrella to accompany Lu Qingzhou in the rain. Lu Qingzhou looked at Feng Ziyan's ashen face, and the rain water that was flowing down the sharp outline of his face scattered in all directions. She opened her mouth: "Director Feng, right, right?"

Before she could finish, her vision went dark and she fell to the ground. He reached out his hand to grab Lu Qingzhou, who was about to fall to the ground and pull her into his embrace. Then, with a slight force, he lifted her horizontally, "Song Cheng, if Lu Qingzhou delays the filming because of her sickness, you will bear all the losses."

Feng Ziyan carried the unconscious Lu Qingzhou and headed outside in large strides. It was only when he held her in his arms that he realized how much he blamed himself. If he had discovered her discomfort earlier, she probably wouldn't have fainted.

When he came to the set this morning and saw her slapping people, he was shocked by her change and angry at her behavior. Shocked, the little sheep, Lu Qingzhou, finally stretched out his claw towards the person who was bullying him. Angry, he felt that Lu Qingzhou seemed to be able to protect him. This understanding stopped him from seeing Song Cheng scolding her and stepping forward.

In Feng Ziyan's memories, ever since she had Lu Qingzhou, she had been a follower and loved to cry, especially when she was so dependent on him that she was almost abused. Unknowingly protecting her for more than ten years had made him accustomed to her favors, but today, he felt as if he had been abandoned by her.