Chapter 314： make her neck bleed

Chapter 314 Her neck bleeds

Shang Ke was not at ease that Wen Qing would leave Rong Ruoruo just like that.

He just took a step forward and wanted to grab Wen Qing, but Rong Ruoruo immediately questioned him, "No way, this is very inconvenient for girls, Shang Ke, do you want to follow?"

Shang Ke wants to say: "I think..."

Rong Ruoruo interrupted Shang Ke: "Shang Ke, we have known each other for so long, I remember you are not that kind of person."

Shang Ke: "..."

!

What is this called!

What kind of person is he now? !

When Rong Ruoruo saw that Shang Ke was deflated, he smiled triumphantly, and said, "It's better for boys to keep their minds out of girls' affairs." As he said that, Rong Ruoruo didn't forget to mention again: "Don't worry, I'm just going to make it easier for you. It will not delay the program recording process."

Facing Rong Ruoruo with such sharp teeth and mouth, Shang Ke really has nothing to say now.

Wen Qing knew that Shang Ke was worried about her, but she could only solve this matter by herself. She said to Shang Ke: "We will be back soon."

Shang Ke had already said so, so he had no choice but to give up.

It's just that before Wen Qing and Rong Ruoruo left together, Shang Ke grabbed Wen Qing's wrist, and Wen Qing looked back at him: "Huh?"

Shang Ke said: "Don't close the microphone casually."

Wen Qing smiled at Shang Ke, withdrew his hand, and said, "I know."

The seemingly intimate interaction between the two was actually Shang Ke's initiative alone. Rong Ruoruo saw it all, the corners of his lips curled up, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Ke Fei is right, this woman can seduce anyone with her face, and the three male guests of the program group can circle around her, such a nasty vixen.

As soon as Wen Qing and Rong Ruoruo left, Mu Xing came over with the dog behind him.

Mu Xing looked at the picture of Rong Ruoruo and Wen Qing holding hands, clicked his tongue, and turned off the microphone before saying something, and then said to the photographer: "I'll let Shang Ke know."

They are all men, the photographer understood it immediately, said yes, turned away from the camera and waited on the other side.

At this time, Shang Ke's photographer also glanced at Shang Ke, Shang Ke nodded, the photographer understood, and walked away with the camera on his shoulder.

There was no one else here, and Mu Xing complained like a bean: "It's hard enough to be forced to be vain and submissive with such a person. Sister Wen Qing has provoked someone, and I'll give her a blow as soon as she comes. I'm very early I have experienced this fine work, which can drive people crazy, as long as she is on the show, I really don't want to have a peaceful life.

I heard that in her last costume drama, the third male lead was going to play a prince who worries about the imperial power every day, and the third male lead played very well, and the director praised his superb acting skills when they saw it. In fact, he didn't act sad, he was tormented by this actor so sad every day. "

Shang Ke: "..."

I don’t know if this is a joke made by Mu Xingxin, or if there is such a thing, Shang Ke smiled.

Mu Xing went on to say: "The rivalry between the male third and Zuo Jing is quite rare, and the male lead is directly emo!"

Shang Ke glanced sideways at Mu Xing and reminded him: "I didn't turn off the microphone, your voice is likely to be recorded in my place."

!

Shang Ke licked his lips and closed his mouth.

Although there are scripts in the program, the scripts are basically task scripts. Everyone speaks casually when getting along, and they don’t deliberately avoid anything. The director has a clear idea of ​​how to edit in the later stage, and will not edit out some words that should not appear on the screen.

But if there are some complaints, Mu Xing naturally can't say it carelessly.

Now that Shang Ke's microphone was not turned off, Mu Xing turned it off for him himself, and then said, "Shang Ke, I have a question for you."

"explain."

"Do you know Miss Wen Qing?"

Shang Ke hummed: "I know."

Mu Xing chased after him and asked, "How did you know each other?"

Shang Ke: "I have the same agent as her, how do you think we met?"

Mu Xing pursed her lips: "Okay, I made a mistake. What I mean is, do you know Miss Wen Qing very well in private?"

"Not very familiar." Shang Ke said.

Mu Xing looked disbelieving: "But along the way, why do I feel that you and Wen Qing seem to be very familiar with each other in private?"

"Is there?" Shang Ke rolled up his magnificent lips: "Probably because my manager told me to take care of Wen Qing more, and I listen to my manager more, so I have your illusion."

"Illusion?"

"Um."

Mu Xing cut his voice: "Just lie to the child, I don't believe it."

"Do you believe it or not." After leaving this sentence, Shang Ke took the leash from Mu Xing, "Let's go."

Mu Xing saw that the black dog given to him by the village head was taken away by Shang Ke, and immediately chased after him: "Wait for me."

…

At this time, Wen Qing and Rong Ruoruo were about 100 meters away from the other guests.

And in a relatively hidden location.

was selected by Wen Qing, Rong Ruoruo was very satisfied.

The two of them were walking, when Rong Ruoruo suddenly stepped on a piece of soft soil, she slipped: "Ah—"

This cry is not loud.

Before Wen Qing could turn around, she felt a pain in her neck. The pain came suddenly, so Wen Qing raised her hand to hold her neck and turned around. When she saw Rong Ruoruo holding the microphone in her hand, Wen Qing realized how she felt the same way.

Her neck was scratched by a lavalier microphone.

The lavalier microphone connected to the other end of the microphone link line was swaying in mid-air at this time.

"Excuse me!"

Rong Ruoruo explained with an apologetic expression: "I stepped on the soft soil just now, and when I slipped, I thought I was going to fall again. I... reached out instinctively, but I caught your microphone and pulled your microphone away. Come down, I'm sorry Wen Qing, I really didn't mean it."

Wen gently touched the right neck that was scratched by the collar clip, and the fingertips touched the scratched opening. Wen Qing took off his hand, and there was a little blood on the fingertips.

"ah!"

"Bleeding."

"Smell light..."

Rong Ruoruo exclaimed, and stepped forward, originally she wanted to hold Wen Qing's hand, but she was afraid that Wen Qing's blood would get on her own hand, so she took it back.

She apologized aggrieved and guilty: "I'm sorry Wen Qing, it's all my fault, you said why my foot is so unsatisfactory, it keeps slipping, the first time I dragged you and fell, and now I accidentally tore it off Your mic, and scratched your neck..."

The more Rong Ruoruo talks, the more guilty she feels.

On the other hand, Guan Wenqing didn't say a word, she took out a new pack of tissue paper from the pocket of her sunscreen coat, she took out a tissue paper, folded some, and pressed it against the scratched neck just now.

Pressed it, took it off and took a look, there was very little blood on the handkerchief, and it seemed that the degree of the scratch was not very serious, but the area around the wound was burning with pain.

Rong Ruoruo saw that she was so calm and calm, she didn't say a word, thinking that she could bear it.

"Let me take a look for you." Rong Ruoruo stretched out his hand on the initiative.

Wen Qing avoided: "No need, it's just scratched a little, I can handle it myself."

Rong Ruoruo had always pretended to be concerned, but none of the apologies he said just now were true.

"By the way, your microphone..." Rong Ruoruo picked up the microphone that had just been torn from Wen Qing's body, "I seem to have torn it apart."

(end of this chapter)