Chapter 112
The slightly plain thermos has a large capacity, and its appearance does not match the well-dressed and stern-looking head of the Xie family.
However, Xie Xuanqing didn't seem to care much. He took off the thick insulation cover on the outside, opened the lid, and took out several warm dishes that were placed separately inside.
A rich aroma wafted into the air as the lid of the thermos was opened. Xie Xuanqing specifically asked the chef to prepare small portions of dishes according to Rong Jing's taste. Each dish looked very delicate, but when put together, it was just the portion needed by an adult man.
In addition to the food, Xie Xuanqing also brought a bowl of soup.
The air in Beijing tends to be dry and cold. Although it is already summer, the temperature has risen but the humidity has been hovering at a dry level.
Not to mention the previous life, not long ago, Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing lived in Xie's villa for a period of time. He had a very thorough understanding of some of his small habits in life. He knew that although he liked to drink water, he would easily forget it if he was busy.
Moreover, he has been injured for some time. Although he has recovered a lot, he should replenish his blood after losing so much blood.
Thinking of this, Xie Xuanqing asked the kitchen to prepare a bowl of chicken soup according to the habit he had when he was in Southern Province.
The chef in the Xie family's old house naturally remembered Rong Jing.
Upon hearing Xie Xuanqing's instructions, he could guess what he meant. He started to prepare in a hurry, and the food was made completely according to Rong Jing's taste.
The fresh and fragrant taste melted on the tip of the tongue. Rong Jing lowered his head as usual and took a sip, but vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He put down the spoon hesitantly and looked up. The first thing Rong Jing saw was Xie Xuan's slightly smiling expression.
The stern eyebrows and eyes seemed extremely gentle at this moment, and the dark eyes were filled with Rong Jing's figure.
Seeing Rong Jing suddenly put down the spoon and look over, Xie Xuanqing paused for a moment, then frowned and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong, sir? Doesn't the taste suit you?"
That shouldn't be the case. He tasted the food after the chef prepared it, so it should suit his husband's taste.
When Rong Jing saw his reaction, he forgot what he wanted to say just now, and finally pursed his lips and said, "No."
After lowering his head and taking two more sips of soup, Rong Jing remembered: "Those people..."
He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the men who were standing not far from the crew's set. They looked very tough and his tone was light.
As a heavenly master, he could naturally see that there was something wrong with the aura of these people. Wisps of blood were lingering around them, but were repelled by the murderous aura on their bodies, forming a mutually entangled, strange and dangerous aura.
With just one glance, Rong Jing could tell that they had lives on their hands and were stained with the debt of resentment.
With his brows slightly furrowed, Rong Jing thought of the team of international mercenaries that Xie Xuanqing had mentioned to him before.
Xie Xuanqing followed his gaze and confirmed his guess the next second.
"It's them." This kind of thing is not suitable to be said openly in this kind of occasion, but Xie Xuanqing was somewhat confident in the tacit understanding between himself and Rong Jing. He mentioned it vaguely at this time, and saw a glimmer of understanding in his teacher's eyes.
Then he added: "Don't worry, sir. Although they are involved in both black and white affairs, they are still honest in the industry and will do their job well if they are paid."
The most criticized point about some international mercenaries is that they tend to take the money and then target generous employers. However, Xie Xuanqing had dealt with these mercenaries before and had spent some time with them, so he had some friendship with them and knew that they had a good reputation in this industry.
This time when he contacted these people, he also agreed with them to protect his personal safety during this period of time, and when necessary, they would also protect Rong Jing's personal safety as well.
Xie Xuanqing still remembered that when he approached the other party a few days ago, the captain of the mercenary team seemed to be a little surprised.
"Thanks, you're actually starting to become more human."
The captain of the mercenary team was originally the main person who trained Xie Xuanqing back then. He witnessed the transformation of the Chinese boy, who was less than sixteen years old, from being unable to hold a gun steadily in the beginning to daring to follow them, the mercenaries, to carry out missions in the end.
"I want to become stronger." The Chinese boy who had just lost his parents and grandfather was clearly pushed to the extreme by his so-called relatives. He even had wounds on his body caused by the car accident arranged by the other party.
The blood oozing from the forehead soaked the snow-white bandage. Ben still remembered that the boy had come directly to their usual base. His hands, which looked spoiled, also had scratches. With a "snap", he slammed the bank card in his hand directly on the table.
At that time, the Xie family was not as large as it is now. If it weren't for the will in Xie Xuanqing's hand, which prevented Xie Xuanzhong and his son from taking over the entire Xie family, he might not even be able to spare this little money.
But Ben didn't mind at the time -
A Chinese kid is seeking death by paying money, why would he refuse this free money?
He smiled and said "OK", then lowered his head, his eyes just meeting Xie Xuanqing's at that time.
The boy was not very old, but he was already growing taller. His tall and thin figure stood in front of him, and his pair of dark, calm eyes looked at him quietly. At that moment, even Ben, an international mercenary who had been walking on the edge of life and death for many years and had many lives on his hands, felt a sense of danger.
But this slight danger was too minor, and Ben did not take it seriously at the time. He just thought that this Chinese boy named "Xie Xuanqing" seemed interesting, so he asked someone to take Xie Xuanqing down and prepare a place for him to live.
After all, he is the financier who spent money - although he will die soon, people in their line of work have to be honest in order to get more business.
However, no one would have thought that under such intensive training of the mercenary team, this seemingly pampered Chinese boy would actually persist and even make visibly progress.
He could never hold a gun and turned pale when seeing blood, but he could hold a gun and follow them to track a group of international criminals.
Although I held back when I fired the shot and only hit the bastard's thigh, I was still surprised that a Chinese teenager who was less than sixteen years old and might not have even seen such things before could do this.
And his skills, do all Chinese people know kung fu?
He looks thin, but actually his physique is surprisingly good. No, that's not right. It cannot be said that Xie Xuanqing's physique is surprisingly good. After all, the other party was still injured at the time and was naturally a bit weaker.
The reason why he was able to improve so quickly in fighting was because... he was ruthless enough to himself and his enemies.
When he was "teaching" the other person, Ben had a deep memory of Xie Xuanqing's dark eyes, which did not show any human emotions at all.
Being knocked down again and again, and standing up again and again.
The thin and tender flesh was beaten to pieces, and then as the wound healed with scabs, a thick callus formed.
His height began to increase again, and his muscles began to become broader.
After more than a year of training, the Chinese boy who looked like a little kid when he first joined the mercenary team now looks like a young man.
Cold, self-contained, callous, and emotionless.
This is Ben's most profound impression of Xie Xuanqing.
Before I knew that Xie Xuanqing was planning to return to China, I was even a little reluctant to let him go.
"You are very suitable to join us." Ben said to Xie Xuanqing who was leaning against the door while playing with a Swiss Army knife in his hand, "If you join us, I can return the commission you gave us."
This is the first time that the mercenary team intends to return the money to the employer after completing the mission.
But unfortunately, Xie Xuanqing rejected his proposal.
“No need.”
The dark eyes were as deep and cold as the night sky. Ben met his gaze, but finally shrugged and said, "If you regret it, you are always welcome to come back. Thank you."
However, not long after Xie Xuanqing left, he heard from his employer who had been active near the border of China for many years that a group in China was suddenly taken back under the control of a young man. Ben searched the news and took a look. He had some knowledge of Chinese and recognized Xie Xuanqing at a glance.
"So it's another fight between wealthy families..." He sighed and glanced at Xie Xuanqing's uncle and cousin. He felt that with such a bunch of people, the other party probably wouldn't need them to take action.
What a shame, one less wealthy employer.
So when Xie Xuanqing contacted him, he was really surprised.
He first joked, asking if a wealthy man like Xie Xuanqing had any problems that required them to solve them. Unexpectedly, Xie Xuanqing actually said "hmm".
Ben: "Oh? A wealthy man like you would also have troubles? Do you need us to help you 'solve' them?"
Most people come to the mercenary team for this purpose.
Although in Ben's opinion, Xie Xuanqing's skills are enough to deal with most of the people, but it is hard to say. Isn't China's supervision in this regard extremely strict? Xie, the richest man in China, naturally cannot make any big moves.
Ben had already thought about how to act in China, but the next second, the request made by Xie Xuanqing made Ben a little surprised, even a little funny.
"Dear Xie, do you know what you are saying? You actually let a mercenary protect your safety?"
Xie Xuanqing corrected him upon hearing this: "It's not just hiring a mercenary, nor is it just protecting my safety."
Although Rong Jing's cultivation in metaphysics is extremely high, if the other party wants to restrain Rong Jing by other means...
He knew his husband would find a way to solve it, but what if?
Rong Jing was worried that something might happen if he went with her to participate in the variety show recording, but he was also worried that something that he didn't want to see might happen to Rong Jing.
So when it was confirmed that they would all participate in the recording of the variety show and Rong Yu also had some plans, Xie Xuanqing thought of the mercenary team he had once been in.
After all, they were acquaintances who had been together for some time. Although Ben usually looked sloppy, his attitude was quite good when handling tasks. Xie Xuanqing called him and heard the sarcasm in his words, but did not refute.
"He is a very important person to me, Ben." Xie Xuanqing said calmly, "If we encounter any danger and you cannot take care of both of us, I hope you will ensure his safety first."
The playful expression on Ben's face gradually faded, and then he smiled again: "How much can you offer? Thanks."
Xie Xuan lightly said a number.
Ben's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he smiled and said, "That's a really surprising price. We will take on this task next."
When Xie Xuanqing heard his words, he knew that the deal was done. He responded with a faint "hmm" and then planned to hang up the phone.
Then he heard Ben's grinning voice coming from the phone: "And I also want to see what this beauty who made the former fighting machine suddenly become so human looks like."
After the call was hung up, Xie Xuan listened to his voice disappearing in his ears and couldn't help but frowned slightly.
Was his decision a bit of a misstep?
But the agreement had been reached, and Ben brought his mercenary team over the next day. Xie Xuanqing had them settled in a property under his name, but the other party had obviously checked the information in advance and knew the location of Xie Xuanqing's company. After the settlement was completed, they swaggered into the group headquarters.
Ben: "Thank you for inviting us here. Isn't the purpose to protect your safety?"
With a roll of his eyes, Ben touched the messy stubble on his jaw and said, "Maybe there is also that beautiful woman."
After spending more than a year together, Xie Xuanqing was very familiar with the temperament of this decadent man in front of him. He knew that he always liked beautiful women, regardless of gender. Hearing this, he frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "Perhaps, before fulfilling your mission, as an employer, I need to warn you, don't touch him, Ben."
After recovering his memory, Xie Xuanqing's cold aura added a bit of majesty and oppression. As an international mercenary, Ben was clearly a thick-skinned man who was not afraid of death. At this moment, he was also suppressed by his gaze and paused for a moment. The smile on his face disappeared: "I know, thank you."
The next second, he said, "Are you ready to take us to see Mr. Rong?"
Xie Xuanqing: "..."
However, this was the day when he was planning to visit Rong Jing. Anyway, they would have to meet each other later. Xie Xuan lowered his eyes and said, "Go there today."
Originally, I thought that someone like Xie Xuanqing, who could be taken seriously by him, must be an extremely beautiful and gentle beauty, so that he could transform an emotionless fighting weapon into a man of flesh and blood.
But after he followed Xie Xuanqing to the crew, he found that he seemed to have been wrong.
She is a beauty, and pretty enough, but it seems that she has nothing to do with softness...
Moreover, he originally thought that Xie Xuanqing, who was very cold and maintained his consistent attitude even when they were in love, showed a gentle side of him that he had never seen before in front of this beauty who was even colder than him.
Wow~ Ben felt a little shocked.
But he has professional ethics. He is currently on a mission and will not rashly interrupt the conversation between his employer and his lover.
...But it doesn't count if the employer's lover sees it himself.
Those amber eyes were extremely light in color. Compared to the blond hair and blue eyes that were commonly seen abroad, his eyes were clearer and shallow like a lake. At first glance, they gave a kind of pureness that seemed innocent of the world.
But when Ben looked at it more carefully, he found that it was not the case.
Mr. Rong had extremely beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his expression was a little more cold and distant than Xie Xuanqing's, but also a little less aggressive.
But this doesn't mean he isn't dangerous.
The moment Rong Jing looked over, Ben felt that every cell in his body was trembling. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and everything about him, making him feel extremely uneasy.
...Can someone with such a pair of eyes really be an ordinary actor?
As Ben thought this, his eyes swept over the staff who were taking a break in the theater.
The temperament of mercenaries who have seen blood is very different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary people may not be able to see the murderous aura and bloodiness brewing in them, but their keen soul perception will tell them subconsciously that this is a group of extremely dangerous beings.
So when Ben looked over, many staff members and actors who were secretly watching him quickly averted their eyes, acting as if nothing was unusual.
His gaze returned to Rong Jing again. Ben and Rong Jing looked at each other gently, thinking to himself, interesting.
Giving Rong Jing a broad, seemingly harmless smile, Ben moved his lips and made a few mouth shapes towards Rong Jing.
"Hello, thank you, my little beauty." A murderous aura came towards him.
His original intention was to see whether this handsome and indifferent young man was truly calm or just pretending to be calm, but as luck would have it, Master Rong had been walking in troubled times for many years and had seen more than ten times more vicious and bloodthirsty people than the entire mercenary team combined, not to mention the evil spirits with raging blood and energy who had been conquered by Rong Jing.
Rong Jing was not afraid when facing them. At this time, he was just releasing his aura. Master Rong glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.
Book:"……"
More interesting.
But he didn't have the chance to study in detail how interesting this cold beauty was.
Xie Xuanqing noticed Rong Jing's gaze, and after following his gaze and seeing that Ben's eyes fell directly on Rong Jing, he frowned slightly.
"Ben." The tone was completely different from when he spoke to Rong Jing, and it carried a hint of dangerous warning.
Ben obediently withdrew his gaze. He did not want his mercenary fee to go to waste. After all, that was a large sum of money that was enough for their entire mercenary team to rest for a year.
After warning the other party, Xie Xuanqing quickly withdrew his gaze.
He looked at the food in front of Rong Jing, which had not been touched much, and continued to ask a similar question: "Is the food not to your taste, sir?"
When Rong Jing heard his voice, he came back to his senses in an instant.
Shaking his head lightly, Rong Jing lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks and tasted the still warm food, but suddenly asked: "Were they the ones who trained you back then?"
Xie Xuanqing was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and said "hmm" softly.
He never minded playing pity on his husband, but if he was really having a hard time, he didn't want to let his husband know about these unhappy things.
Xie Xuanqing originally thought that Rong Jing was just asking out of excitement, but Rong Jing was eating the food he brought elegantly, but he rarely asked, "Can you tell me about it?"
Xie Xuanqing: "There's nothing much to say..."
Rong Jing raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
Xie Xuanqing: "..."
"Actually, there's really nothing to say." Xie Xuanqing watched Rong Jing eat a few mouthfuls of food, and then pushed the small dish that was a little further away from him over to him, "I just practiced some fighting skills, and some escape techniques."
When he talked about this, his tone was a bit understated, even a bit concealing.
But Rong Jing looked at him quietly, and recalled the first time he met Xie Xuanqing, when the other party had not yet recovered his memory and the cause and effect between them was so shallow that it was almost non-existent.
The fate is one of great disaster and loneliness.
These few words are just a short line in the physiognomy book, but when applied to Xie Xuanqing, they portray the first half of his life.
All parents and relatives have passed away, and the remaining blood relatives are all wolves, tigers and leopards.
Rong Jing vaguely remembered what Xie Xuanqing had mentioned in a few words before, about what Xie Xuanzhong and his son had done to him in order to take over the Xie Group.
Xie Xuanqing was not even sixteen years old at the time.
He was able to survive the hands of Xie Xuanzhong and his son, and even after more than a year of keeping a low profile, he was able to force Xie Xuanzhong and his son to retreat from the Xie family. It was not just luck that he relied on.
He actually has no such thing as luck.
To get to this point, his own persistence is the most important thing.
But even so, Xie Xuanqing rarely mentioned the more than one year he spent in the mercenary team.
Rong Jing stared at him calmly, but couldn't help but purse his thin lips slightly.
As soon as Xie Xuanqing saw his expression, he knew that he had guessed something.
Yes, his teacher could see his fate at a glance, so how could he not see the struggle between him and Xie Xuanzhong, father and son.
In order to survive and fight back against those two men, during that more than one year of mercenary life... Xie Xuanqing himself couldn't remember how many times he had collapsed in the dark night.
The hand on the table was suddenly held by someone. Xie Xuan's brows twitched slightly, and his dark eyes suddenly raised. He saw Rong Jing stretched out his hand and gently held his fingers.
No one spoke.
Or rather, there was sound on the set, but Xie Xuanqing had no time to pay attention to it.
The slightly cool, slender and beautiful fingertips continued to slowly explore between his fingers. Xie Xuanqing was distracted for only a moment, and then he quickly reacted. He tightened his hand slightly and directly held Rong Jing's fingers that had fallen into the trap.
Lowering his eyes slightly, Xie Xuanqing half-jokingly whispered: "Sir, are you...feeling sorry for me?"
There were still people on the set. However, due to their identities, Jiang Ning pointed them to a relatively quiet and secluded location.
At this moment, they all had their backs to the crew, and their interlocked hands placed on the table were blocked by the tall and muscular figures of the mercenaries.
It's like a separate, narrow little world.
But after all, there was someone. Xie Xuanqing also knew that artists in the entertainment industry were more cautious in terms of emotions. Although he was a little expectant at this time, he didn't think Rong Jing would answer his question.
Even when he asked the question, he unconsciously lowered his voice.
No one else heard it except Rong Jing who was standing right in front of him.
Seeing Rong Jing's stunned look, Xie Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and finally he smiled and said: "I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Rong Jing nodded and answered firmly without deliberately lowering his voice.
"Yeah, I feel sorry for you."
What Xie Xuanqing wanted to say next disappeared on his lips in an instant.
His Adam's apple moved up and down, and Xie Xuan asked in a deep voice: "What did you just say, sir?"
He looked at Rong Jing's delicate and handsome eyebrows and continued to slow down his tone and asked: "Say it again, sir, what did you just say?"
"I feel sorry for you." In the rare expectant look that Xie Xuanqing showed, Rong Jing looked at him quietly and finally said it again.
Xie Xuan gently held his hand, and slowly, slowly, following the joy that almost overflowed from the bottom of his heart, he smiled: "Sir, I am so happy."
Rong Jing: “Yeah.”
After a while, he said again: "...I'm sorry."
If it weren't for him, Xie Xuanqing would still be the Tenth Generation Emperor and probably wouldn't have suffered these hardships.
A trace of confusion flashed across Rong Jing's eyes, and the fingertips that were clasped with Xie Xuanqing loosened unconsciously.
But the next second, the other party held his hand tightly again.
Xie Xuanqing noticed his thoughts almost instantly. He stared at Rong Jing deeply, and finally said softly.
"Huaiyu, this is not your fault."
This was his own choice. Whether it was to give up the life of the Tenth Emperor in exchange for the chance of Rong Jing's resurrection, or to hone his skills in the mercenary team in order to fight for the Xie family, it was his own choice.
Rong Jing knew nothing at that time. He had already contributed himself to the people of the world. Now that he is resurrected, he no longer has to bear the apology towards him.
Rong Jing looked at him for a while, and finally nodded slightly under his serious and deep gaze.
Seeing this, Xie Xuanqing slowly smiled again.
He looked at Rong Jing who had only eaten less than half of the meal, reached out and touched the thermos box, and then urged: "The food is getting cold, sir, please continue eating."
Especially the soup, he specially asked the chef to add medicinal herbs that can replenish blood and qi. Rong Jing's lip color is still too pale now, and he needs to add a little more.
Rong Jing: “…”
He obediently followed Patriarch Xie's instructions and lowered his head to drink the soup. For once, Master Rong obeyed his little action and did not pull back his hand that was being held.
Xie Xuanqing just gently held Rong Jing's fingers, feeling the slightly cool temperature coming from another person's hand, and thought.
He never regretted exchanging the tenth emperor's destiny.
Even when he saw Rong Jing, who still had warmth and a familiar aura, Xie Xuanqing was grateful, grateful that he had made such a choice.
He made the right bet.
The possessiveness in his eyes was so strong that it was almost paranoid. Xie Xuan tightened his fingers slightly, but the next second he was worried that such force would hurt Rong Jing, so he relaxed a little.
Ben, who was not far away, watched their interaction. His hand, which was stroking his stubble on his chin, suddenly paused, and then he muttered something in a low voice.
“…This is not bad.”
Compared to the wolf cub who was almost willing to sacrifice his life for training, Xie now looks better now that he has something to worry about.
After lunch and a short rest, the crew continued filming.
This time, when Xie Xuanqing came over, he specially ordered lunch for all the crew members and was very generous. So when Jiang Ning saw the two of them still sitting together, he rarely rushed to shoot, but silently extended the break time for another half an hour.
Because the male and female lead actors were going to have a scene together later, they sat together after dinner, holding the script and preparing for the scene.
"It seems they are still chatting."
"Um."
"What is the relationship between Master Rong Tian and Patriarch Xie? Why does it seem a little off to me?"
"Well, a little bit."
"Or is it that Master Rong Tian's cultivation is really so high that even Patriarch Xie has to lower himself to curry favor with him? Shouldn't we try to get close to him as well?"
"That's fine."
Male lead: “…”
Actress: “?”
Male lead: "I feel like you're just trying to fool me..."
Actress: "You are right."
Male lead: “…”
Female lead: "How many scenes did Teacher Rong take you away from yesterday? Do you remember?"
Five scenes. The male lead said silently in his heart.
Isn't he a master? Hasn't he only played a few leading roles after entering the industry? How can his acting skills be so good?
But I can only say this in my heart. If I really shout it out loud... I will probably be ridiculed.
But now he is almost being ridiculed. The female lead who was once his revolutionary comrade has changed and is forcing him to improve by holding the script.
Silently putting aside his gossipy heart, the male lead picked up the script, and before starting to act, he still glanced in the direction of Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing without giving up.
At that moment, he seemed to see something.
The handsome and stern head of the Xie family leaned closer to the indifferent and distant teacher Rong, with a faint but hard to ignore smile on his lips.
Rong Jing also turned his head and no one knew what he said. The atmosphere between the two of them made it impossible to get involved.
Although the male lead's acting performance is mediocre, he is extremely sensitive when it comes to emotions.
He looked at Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing who seemed to be kissing each other in this direction. Although he knew that the truth might not be what he thought, he couldn't help but whispered: "Okay..."
Very suitable.
Equally handsome, equally imposing, no less inferior to each other.
Even though the two people are obviously of the same gender, one cannot deny the extremely compatible magnetic field transmitted between them.
"...Lu Changyang, what about what you promised me? Why haven't you handed in the documents yet?!" The female lead's voice was faintly heard in his ears. The male lead was stunned for a moment, and then his arm was suddenly pushed by someone.
"Lu Changyang!" The female lead stared at him coldly.
The male lead came back to his senses and quickly retracted his gaze: "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted just now."
As he said this, the scene just now couldn't help but appear in his mind.
I secretly glanced back when the female lead wasn't paying attention, and saw that Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing had already stood up from their seats.
Go ahead and start shooting.
The male and female lead actors had worked together before, and after rehearsing their scenes, they also acted out their emotions quite well. Jiang Ning watched it once and simply raised his hand to let them pass.
Next comes the scene between Rong Jing and the heroine Xia Hua.
Rong Jing had already gone to the dressing room to have his makeup touched up by a makeup artist. Compared to when he was resting, his features looked a little gentler, and the mysterious aura around him was much lighter.
But still very handsome.
When Rong Jing decided to take on this movie, Xie Xuanqing read the entire script and knew that during the filming process, Rong Jing would definitely have some emotional scenes with the female lead.
He thought he was understandable.
Following the atmosphere that Rong Jing and the female lead showed at the beginning, Xie Xuanqing also felt that he could do it.
But when he saw the back of the story, his eyes fell on the female lead's hand that was placed on Rong Jing's shoulder somewhat awkwardly, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
...a little unhappy.
However, he has always respected Rong Jing, and now he also knows that this is a necessary requirement for filming, so he can only stand aside silently, with his brows slowly lowered.
Actress: “…”
Patriarch Xie's eyes were about to stare a hole through her.
Fortunately, the emotional requirements of this scene were not that high, and the female lead was distracted for less than half a second, and the scene ended smoothly afterwards.
Letting go of her hand on Rong Jing's shoulder, the female lead suddenly leaned over to Rong Jing's ear and whispered something before the stage manager came over.
"Teacher Rong, you and Patriarch Xie are really a good match."
She still had the bright smile of the heroine Xia Hua on her face, and her eyes were full of kindness.
Rong Jing looked at her, then said "hmm" softly.
The smile on the female lead's face became even more obvious.
After coming down from the field to rest, Xie Xuan gently lowered his folded arms, personally poured a cup of warm water for Rong Jing and handed it to him, then asked calmly.
"What did the female artist say to you just now?"
...and they were so close.
After rehearsing for such a long time, Rong Jing was actually a little thirsty.
Reaching out to take the warm water from Xie Xuanqing's hand and drinking half a cup, Rong Jing's expression became unusually subtle when he heard his question.
Seeing this, Xie Xuanqing's expression froze slightly, and he continued to ask, "Sir?"
"She said that you and I are a good match." After all, he was unable to directly say the original words of the female lead, so Master Rong slightly changed a word and said lightly with pursed lips.
Xie Xuanqing felt relieved when he heard this, and then continued to ask, "Is that so?"
Rong Jing: “…Yeah.”
Xie Xuanqing: I’m a little embarrassed.
After coughing lightly, Xie Xuanqing changed the subject: "I just asked Director Jiang Ning, and she said that after filming this segment, everyone will have a rest. Sir, do you plan to stay on the set, or come with me for dinner?"
Anyway, Xie Entertainment accounted for almost 70% of the investment in the entire crew. At this time, the top boss personally asked about it. Since their progress in the past period of time was indeed good, he followed Xie Xuanqing's words and let them rest for a night in advance.
It can also be considered as giving face to Master Xie.
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