The Spring Festival holiday passed quickly and the two returned to the crew to continue filming.
There is another night show today.
"Is the prop team ready?"
"Okay, Director Wang." The assistant came over with clothes in her arms, "The two teachers are ready too."
"Filming starts in ten minutes."
Song Jiajia had just finished filming the previous scene. She was wearing a sleeveless black vest, military pants, and a pair of short boots, which perfectly highlighted her slender and beautiful figure.
Her hair was in a bun with a wisp of hair left in front of her forehead. Her forehead and mouth were painted with bruises. Her right cheek was stabbed with a knife wound, which was oozing with blood. It was the kind of makeup that looked like she was being tortured but still beautiful.
"Jia Jie is indeed the national goddess, her makeup is so beautiful."
Song Jiajia raised her eyebrows and said, "You praise everyone you meet, but I don't believe you."
Lu Wenxing blinked, "I'm telling the truth. Ask Xiao Chen if she's beautiful."
Chen Che stood behind Lu Wenxing, holding a thermos cup in his hand, looking at Song Jiajia seriously and in a businesslike tone.
"nice."
Song Jiajia: “…” Oh, another straight man.
Lu Wenxing picked up his phone and took a photo of Song Jiajia's delicate and beautiful face.
In the photo, Song Jiajia just happened to raise her eyes, and Lu Wenxing took a casual shot from what netizens often call the boyfriend's perspective, with even her eyelashes being captured exceptionally clearly.
Song Jiajia was also amazed after watching it.
"As expected of an art student, even the photos he takes are so beautiful. Send them to me later and I'll post on Weibo."
"It's because Sister Jia is pretty." Lu Wenxing opened WeChat and sent it to Song Jiajia, "If it were someone else, I wouldn't be able to take such a beautiful photo."
Gu Yanshen walked out of the dressing room, took the phone from Lu Wenxing, took a look at it, and gave his approval. "Well, it's a good shot."
Song Jiajia glanced at Gu Yanshen as if she had seen a ghost.
Is this still the Gu Yanshen who said that she was afraid of getting fat, hated running laps, and had to eat less to control her weight?
"Send me a photo by the way." Gu Yanshen returned the phone to Lu Wenxing.
"Why should I send it to you?" Song Jiajia looked horrified.
She has known Gu Yanshen for such a long time, and in the inherent label, Gu Yanshen is a complete straight man.
In the next sentence, Song Jiajia's thoughts were confirmed.
"She's so pretty, why not introduce her to someone?"
Gu Yanshen took out his phone and looked like he was looking at a roster. "What kind of boys do you like?"
"Or a girl?"
Song Jiajia: “…”
On the surface, he was helping Song Jiajia find a partner, but the implication was that Song Jiajia was disturbing the world of two people between him and Lu Wenxing.
Song Jiajia gritted her teeth and said, "...Thank you."
Gu Yanshen: "We are all colleagues, no need to be polite."
Song Jiajia: “…”
Lu Wenxing: “…”
For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Gu Yanshen really didn't understand or was deliberately trying to anger Song Jiajia.
"I'm going to take off my makeup." Song Jiajia snorted, "I'm so happy to be off the set, good luck to you two."
After Song Jiajia turned around and left, the other artists in the same group looked as if they had been shocked.
"Oh, so sweet."
"It turns out that Brother Shen's possessiveness is so strong."
"Brother Shen must be jealous."
"Do you think Brother Shen will press the stars into..."
"cough."
Lu Wenxing coughed, and a hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face.
Since the announcement, artists in the same group have been very high-profile in shipping the couple, and it has even become a topic of daily discussion.
"Please restrain yourself." Lu Wenxing said with a wooden face.
"Oh no." The female artist disagreed, "Xingxing, you are a mature artist now. You should stay away from the lives of your fans, especially CP fans."
Lu Wenxing: “…”
The director was calling people, and Lu Wenxing and Gu Yanshen walked towards the set.
…
late at night.
Zhou Yun had a pistol hidden on his waist. He climbed out of the window of the warehouse where the guns were hidden. As soon as his feet touched the ground, a beam of flashlight shone down on him.
"It's you, Zhou Yun."
Zhou Yun frowned, stood up straight, and looked at the thousands of people who surrounded him.
The last one walking was Lu Zhuo.
"You hid it well enough." Lu Zhuo sneered, snatched the pistol from his men and pointed it at Zhou Yun, "I underestimated you."
"Hidden deep?"
Zhou Yun shook his head and smiled, not showing any nervousness of being in danger. "Why do you have to say that, Marshal? You never believed me, did you?"
"Yes." Lu Zhuo looked at him expressionlessly, "It's just that you are more difficult to deal with than I thought."
"Don't say that." Zhou Yun calmly took out the gun from his waist.
"It's all thanks to your good teaching, Marshal. My marksmanship was taught by you personally, Marshal. Have you forgotten it?"
"Or maybe the Marshal wants to test my marksmanship." Zhou Yun raised his eyes and looked directly at Lu Zhuo.
The adjutant standing next to Lu Zhuo frowned and gave an order. "What are you all standing there for? Shoot!"
-Bang, bang, bang.
There were a few gunshots, and some bullets fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"stop."
Lu Zhuo looked coldly at the adjutant beside him, "Who allowed you to give orders over my head?"
The adjutant swallowed nervously. Being stared at like that was like having a mountain pressed down on his back, making it hard for him to breathe.
The dust settled and there was no one under the windowsill.
"A few of you follow me in. The rest of you stay outside and guard each window with two people."
"Yes, Marshal."
Lu Zhuo gave an order and a group of people dispersed with guns in hand.
"Marshal, I..."
"Idiot." Lu Zhuo's voice was cold. "If he runs away, I'll send you to prison."
The adjutant wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and felt his throat dry.
"He can't run. He must be hiding in the warehouse."
That being said, the adjutant had no idea at all. He never expected Zhou Yun to be so agile.
Lu Zhuo led a few people into the warehouse, "Everyone, be alert."
"yes."
With a bang.
"ah."
The adjutant following Lu Zhuo was hit in the right foot by a bullet. He screamed and knelt on the ground.
The other people looked around in panic with their guns. Zhou Yun was in the dark, and they were in the light. Even with more people, they might not have an advantage. There were ammunition and guns in the warehouse, and mainly a small amount of explosives, which could cause an explosion if they were not careful.
Zhou Yun is not afraid of death, but they don't want to be buried with him.
For a moment, the adjutant aroused the anger of the crowd, and some people complained quietly, blaming the adjutant for the order he issued.
I was extremely alert, fearing that I would become the next sitting duck.
"Do you know where the explosives are?"
"Know."
Lu Zhuo nodded, "Be careful to avoid the location of the explosives."
- With a bang.
Someone was hit again, but this time, although they were in a panic, they all pointed towards the location of the sound and fired several shots in the direction where the bullet came from.
Zhou Yun crouched down and hid behind a large wooden box, and opened the short wooden box next to it. There were not many bullets in the gun, and he had to deal with the incoming bullets while quickly finding the right bullets.
The low wooden box contained a semi-automatic machine gun, which was not convenient for hiding.
Zhou Yun rolled over and hid behind a box on the other side, then opened another wooden box.
The gunshots in the warehouse stopped for a long time. Lu Zhuo had already led his men inside. After a moment of silence, he put his index finger to his lips, signaling his subordinates not to make any sound, and listened carefully to the movements inside.
There was a rustling sound, like the sound of rummaging through boxes.
Lu Zhuo raised his gun and fired several shots towards the source of the sound.
- With a bang, the box was hit by a bullet. Zhou Yun quickly withdrew his hand, and the lid of the wooden box closed with a loud noise.
The whole group of people fired towards the direction where the sound came from.
"hiss."
Zhou Yun covered his arm.
grass.
It hurts so much.
This is what it feels like when a bullet penetrates the skin.
He used his hands and teeth to tear open a corner of his clothes and casually wrapped it around the wound, but the blood still flowed out.
The footsteps were getting closer.
Da da.
The sound of boots scraping against the wooden floor.
Zhou Yun frowned, supported himself on the ground with his uninjured hand, and rolled towards another place.
-Bang, bang, bang.
There were several more gunshots.
"Don't hide, you're out of bullets."
"Hahaha, I thought he was so capable. Brothers, let's separate. There has been no movement for so long, maybe he is injured."
"If you want to guess that, then can I bet that he has no bullets and is injured?"
Several subordinates dispersed and surrounded the center.
"Don't beat him to death, keep him alive."
As soon as Lu Zhuo finished speaking, the joking subordinate immediately stood up straight. "Yes."
Zhou Yun was not as calm as he appeared to be. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and it was unclear whether it was because of the pain or nervousness.
Another box was opened, and Zhou Yun muttered to himself.
"Bless, there must be bullets."
The box was opened, and the bullets were neatly laid out. Zhou Yun's heart finally settled down, and he took out the bullets from the box, removed the magazine, and loaded them.
Zhou Yun was very afraid of pain, and not crying out was already the limit of his endurance. It was a difficult task for him to load bullets with his injured hand. He gritted his teeth and operated with one hand, which greatly reduced his loading speed.
I still remember when he first started learning shooting, Lu Zhuo complained that he was too slow.
"With your speed, the enemy's bullet would have pierced your heart before you even unloaded the magazine."
His current speed is as slow as when he first started learning to reload the bullet.
- With a click.
The magazine returns to its place.
Zhou Yun suddenly felt a chill on his back, and when he turned around, Lu Zhuo's boots appeared in front of him.
Lu Zhuo pointed a gun at him.
"Still running?"
Zhou Yun's face became even paler due to excessive blood loss, but he still looked frivolous with a smile on his lips.
"If you don't know what the Marshal said, you might think he's playing hide-and-seek with his lover."
Lu Zhuo had a cold face and did not respond to him. Zhou Yun suddenly stood up and rushed to the black wooden box on the other side.
"Can you hide?"
Zhou Yun smiled without saying anything, and casually opened a black wooden box, which was full of explosives.
"Want to bet?" Zhou Yun pointed his gun at the explosive box. "Which is faster, your bullet or the explosive box?"
The others have gathered, and no one dares to act rashly. They stare at Zhou Yun vigilantly.
"Don't mess around."
"I don't believe you are really not afraid of death."
"Zhou Yun, your life is worthless, what about the eldest daughter of the Yu family?"
Zhou Yun's expression became stern, and when the others saw his expression change again, they continued.
"What is your relationship with the eldest lady of the Yu family?"
"One of you is pretending to be an actor, and the other one is just a lady from a wealthy family. What are you planning?"
Lu Zhuo raised his hand and made a 'stop' gesture, and several of his subordinates immediately shut up.
Zhou Yun raised his lips and smiled. Even though he looked disheveled now, his face was still delicate and beautiful, and every expression was so nice.
"We are partners. I'm not her father. What does her life have to do with me?" Zhou Yun shook his head. "That's not right. Her father sold his daughter for fame and fortune. He doesn't care whether she lives or dies."
"No one will care if she dies, so you can do whatever you want with her."
These words sounded particularly cold, but Zhou Yun's tone sounded like she was acting coquettishly.
"As expected, he is a performer, and he is really ruthless."
Zhou Yun shrugged innocently, "That's not right, I have no relationship with her, what friendship can we talk about."
"you……"
They were choked by Zhou Yun's words and couldn't think of any rebuttal for a moment.
Lu Zhuo didn't have the patience to listen to their nonsense and shot without mercy. The bullet grazed Zhou Yun's arm and flew out of the window.
"Hiss. The Marshal is really ruthless. My hand is already injured, and you still hit it? It hurts so much."
These words don't fit in with the current atmosphere of domineering and arrogant people at all. They sound more like a lover's complaint and coquettishness.
But Zhou Yun's tone was not so relaxed. His whole hand was in a state of numbness. The severe pain stimulated his brain, and his head also hurt.
Lu Zhuo did not respond to his frivolous words and sneered.
"The gun is loaded, but are you... loaded?"
Zhou Yun only had time to load the magazine before Lu Zhuo appeared behind him.
"No. But..." Zhou Yun smiled and slowly unbuttoned his coat. He was tied with explosives. "I didn't plan to get out alive."
Others did not dare to shoot easily, because not only Zhou Yun's body but also the black wooden boxes around him were full of explosives, which could easily explode if they were not careful.
No one was talking and the atmosphere was in a stalemate.
Zhou Yun was tense and observed their movements carefully.
He was feeling anxious, but his mind wouldn't go blank when he was nervous. Zhou Yun's brain was working rapidly. Although he knew he was in trouble, he still didn't give up trying to escape.
Suddenly, he remembered that once Lu Zhuo took him out to dinner and they were ambushed.
At that time, Lu Zhuo held him with one hand, and took out a pistol from his waist with the other hand. He kicked his heel upward and loaded the gun.
Zhou Yun's heart beat faster. He had never tried this method of loading the gun and was not sure if he could succeed in one go.
He thought carefully. There was a window behind him and the river bank was where he could jump out. Zhou Yun was good at swimming, so he could get out alive if he jumped into the river.
Zhou Yun observed that except for Lu Zhuo, no one else dared to shoot easily, as they were all afraid of the explosives on him.
As long as he injured Lu Zhuo, he could jump out of the window and escape.
Zhou Yun took a deep breath, let the hand holding the gun drop naturally, and kicked the heel of his shoe upwards quickly.
Click.
It's the sound of a bullet being loaded.
The next second, the gun was pointed directly at Lu Zhuo's heart.
- With a bang.
The bullet penetrated the chest.
"Marshal!"
The subordinates were stunned for a moment by the sudden attack. After they reacted, they gathered around to check Lu Zhuo's injuries.
Zhou Yun had already turned around and jumped out of the window.
Lu Zhuo covered his chest, frowned slightly, gritted his teeth and didn't even groan. He covered his chest with one hand, and the person behind him caught him. He breathed heavily.
"……Chase."
"But..." Several people hesitated for a few seconds, then jumped out. Only one person supported Lu Zhuo and said to the guards outside, "The Marshal is injured, hurry up and call for help."
When the subordinate turned around and shouted, Lu Zhuo's mouth corners curled up slightly.
--Not too stupid.
"Cut."
"Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest early."
The staff members who followed the group were still discussing the plot among themselves.
"Fuck, this is so sad."
"Ah! No, I got stabbed by the knife. I need to kowtow to the real person to relieve myself."
Several people turned to Gu Yanshen and Lu Wenxing. Lu Wenxing had a diving scene. Although he came up in time, it was still quite cold in the cold weather.
As soon as he came up, Chen Che put a bath towel on him and urged him to change his clothes.
"Drink some hot water."
After changing his clothes, the coldness on his body did not subside. Gu Yanshen came out after changing his clothes and held Lu Wenxing's hand.
"It's so cold." Gu Yanshen pulled his hand and hid it in his coat.
"I'll ask Xiao Zhang to buy some oden so we can eat some later."
…
The two went back to the hotel, washed up, and lay in the warm bed.
They have no scenes to film tomorrow morning, so they can go to the crew in the afternoon. Lu Wenxing doesn't have to get up early, so he leans on Gu Yanshen's chest and plays with his phone.
He glanced at Gu Yanshen who was still playing the cub-raising game.
"You've been playing this game for a long time, why is it still so small?"
Gu Yanshen lied with his eyes open: "...It's picky about food."
Lu Wenxing: "I almost believed it."
Gu Yanshen handed the phone to Lu Wenxing, as if he was complaining or making a complaint.
"It's very difficult to raise. It can only grow by eating pork belly."
"Then you should feed it meat."
“…You can only get meat by winning the battle and drawing cards. There are only three chances to fight and draw cards every day.” Gu Yanshen was unhappy when he thought about this.
“No respect for RMB players at all.”
Lu Wenxing: “…” So Gu Yanshen is a combat loser and a poor guy.
"You're laughing at me."
"I don't."
The smile in Lu Wenxing's eyes was almost overflowing.
Gu Yanshen's face was wooden, "You are just laughing at me."
"Can't RMB players improve their combat effectiveness?"
"No." Gu Yanshen talked about the unfriendly aspects of this game, "RMB players can have a luxurious home with gorgeous decorations."
To put it bluntly, it looks good but is not practical.
"Did you draw a card today?"
Gu Yanshen shook his head. "It's already past midnight, so it counts as the next day."
"Then I'll help you?"
"good."
Lu Wenxing clicked on the card drawing and there was a red button below.
- Start drawing cards.
Awww~
The sound effect on the phone was the sound of a tiger cub calling, and three seconds later fireworks popped up on the screen.
The pop-up window reads - Congratulations to player Hu Zi's father for winning 20 kilograms of pork belly. Your Hu Zi is so happy that he is screaming.
Lu Wenxing was stunned for a moment, "Your way of naming is really random."
Gu Yanshen took the phone and looked at it several times, "Why is it that every time I draw, I only win one or two kilograms, but you win twenty kilograms at once?"
Gu Yanshen's face was full of unscientific words, and Lu Wenxing chuckled. "I'm the king of luck."
"You keep smoking."
Gu Yanshen was already very surprised to be able to draw ten kilograms. It didn't matter what he drew next, as he could buy everything except meat and weapons with RMB.
- Congratulations to player Hu Zi's father for drawing a box of firecrackers. He can use the firecrackers to launch a three-second stun skill during battle and take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
- Congratulations to player Hu Zi's father for winning the golden battle suit, which can resist ten times of damage from other players during battle.
Gu Yanshen was silent.
Every time he drew a different kind of gadget, like a ball or a cat toy, they were just small toys that could only make little Tiger happy.
Seeing Gu Yanshen looking like he was doubting his life, Lu Wenxing laughed softly.
"It's really hard for Huzi to follow you."
Gu Yanshen: "..."
Lu Wenxing returned the phone to Gu Yanshen, used his own phone to open the video website he visited most frequently, and clicked on the video that was pushed to the first place.
It was uploaded yesterday, but the number of views has already exceeded 10 million.
In the video, Lu Wenxing’s ears were red, and she stood in front of Gu Yanshen, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Gu Yanshen looked at him and asked.
"Don't listen to their nonsense. What do you want to say?"
Hearing this voice, Gu Yanshen also put down his phone.
“This is the first variety show we’ve participated in.”
Gu Yanshen remembers this scene. It was a hidden task given to the artists by the program team. As a teammate, Gu Yanshen didn’t know about it at the time.
In the video, Lu Wenxing stared at the fearless look on his face and asked with a numb expression.
"Can I touch your abs?"
[I don’t know if Xingxing was embarrassed or not, I just know that my facial mask cracked from laughing]
【hhhhhh, Brother Shen must be thinking, there is such a good thing? 】
[Oh my god, these two have been so cute since they started appearing on variety shows, why did I find the group so late?]
[Brother Shen: Touch as you like]
The screen went black, and the whole screen was filled with bullet comments: [High energy ahead]
The scene changed to the behind-the-scenes footage of their current filming of "Turnous Times" uploaded on the official Weibo.
Lu Zhuo was hit by a bullet in the waist and abdomen. He pulled Zhou Yun's hand and asked him to deal with the bullet in his waist for him.
"No, no." This was the first time Zhou Yun showed panic, "I can't."
"If we don't do it, you'll die from excessive blood loss." Lu Zhuo's face turned pale, and he pulled Zhou Yun's hand, "Hurry up, I'll teach you."
This plot shows Lu Zhuo's trust in Zhou Yun, but the direction became strange after editing.
"Can I touch your abs?"
Gu Yanshen took Lu Wenxing's hand and undressed boldly.
Lu Wenxing said nervously, "No, I can't."
Gu Yanshen took his hand and placed it on his waist, "Hurry up, I'll teach you."
[Fuck, I didn’t expect it to be so funny before I clicked in]
[hhhh, I fucking laughed my ass off]
[Editing is really a mediocre little genius]
【The topic gradually deepens into the night】
How should I explain to my roommate that my bed keeps shaking because I'm laughing?
[No need to explain, every time I click on a video related to the princess, my mom thinks I'm in love]
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