Chapter 61 is out of the door. When Pei Zhi gave him late, he

was already nine in the morning. . After the reply, Pei Zhiwan opened the top marketing number, and slowly saw what real hammer was sent to the

bottom . When the director and crew members learned about this and found him, Jiang Yan's face had swelled up like a pig's. It would be embarrassing to play a pig-headed guy, not to mention playing the leading man. Because of his personal injury and the house collapse, the crew discussed all night and finally decided to replace him and reshoot. Fortunately, the crew had just started filming and the progress was not fast, so it was still in time to reshoot. Pei Zhiwan went to wash up and eat after eating the melon. When she arrived at the crew, Pei Zhiwan found that many people were discussing the "Melon God". Listening to the discussion of the crew members, Pei Zhiwan felt very subtle. She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to open a vest to eat melons. She always felt that something would happen. "Hey, Zhiwan, do you know about the melon god?" Pei Zhiwan just entered the dressing room, and heard Cheng Feng beside him asked excitedly, "I'm sure that the melon god must be from our group! Not only does he know what happened on the set yesterday, but he also took a lot of ugly photos of me!" Cheng Feng got angry when he mentioned this. Although he always welcomes staff or fans to take pictures of him, this guy's photography skills are too bad, right? The angle is dead, and the skills are non-existent. If he wasn't good-looking, those photos would definitely be used by his black fans to laugh at him! "Humph, don't let me catch her! Otherwise..." Cheng Feng snorted, squinting his eyes and thinking to himself, if he was caught, he would definitely be forcibly sent to the photography training class for emergency training. Just those photos, he even suspected that they were taken by some humanoid creatures. Because generally speaking, as long as a human being has a brain, he cannot shoot such dead things. Pei Zhiwan felt a little guilty and did not dare to say anything at this moment. Fortunately, the makeup artist arrived in time, and she stopped talking under the guise of makeup. However, Cheng Feng, who is usually not very smart, seems to be particularly sensitive in the matter of eating melons. After suspecting all the staff of the crew, he directly shifted his target to Pei Zhiwan. Not for anything else, but mainly because when everyone in the crew was curious about who this "melon god" was in their crew, Pei Zhiwan, as the only one who was not curious, stood out. Cheng Feng's many years of experience in reading articles told him that generally speaking, in this case, the strangest person is often the real owner himself. So after finishing the last scene of the day, Cheng Feng grabbed Pei Zhiwan who was about to leave. "Zhiwan, tell me the truth, you are not the 'melon god', are you?" Cheng Feng asked straight to the point, "I remember that when the melon god was live yesterday, you were not on the set, but resting in the hotel." Pei Zhiwan didn't expect that she would be exposed so quickly, and she was panicking in her heart, but she still looked calm on the surface. "Cheng Feng, don't be angry and suspect others just because the melon god posted your ugly photos," Pei Zhiwan denied seriously, "Am I the kind of wicked person who would take ugly photos of you? Please, I am the most moral and law-abiding young man in the new century." No way. "Look, I got your private photos too," Pei Zhiwan said, and suddenly pulled out a few ugly photos of Cheng Feng from his phone, "But the Melon God did remind me, anyway, I can see you every day on the crew, I can also take photos of you and sell them on Weibo." "Hey, you guy!" Cheng Feng's attention was indeed attracted, and he immediately shouted at Pei Zhiwan to take back all the photos, "I treat you as a friend, and this is how you treat your friend?" "Brother, you have to think so," Pei Zhiwan clicked his tongue, raised his hand and put it on Cheng Feng's shoulder, and whispered to others, "Just give me your photos, and when I get along well with the Melon God, I will steal her melons for you to eat, and then the two of us will be the richest rats in the entire entertainment industry." Cheng Feng was still thinking about the feasibility of Pei Zhiwan's words, and Pei Zhiwan slipped away. But before she had taken a few steps, she was grabbed by someone again. It was still Cheng Feng. "Are you going out again?" Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "I've noticed a long time ago that you go out mysteriously every few days. Tell me the truth, do you really know Gua Shen? Or... are you actually dating some mysterious boyfriend. Every time you go out it's to go on a date with someone." What the hell is going on? Pei Zhiwan looked at him with a smile, not understanding how Cheng Feng connected her going out with her date with her secret boyfriend. However, isn't it all about your mouth to get by in the outside world? She gave herself her identity, and Di Chen's identity was of course given by her. "Alas, you don't understand, I did it all for him," Pei Zhiwan held back her smile and sighed, pretending to be pathetic, "He's in poor health and his legs are disabled, I work so hard, all for him." She worked so hard, of course, all for his... body. Just kidding, she can make money by herself. She can't be self-sufficient in sex, right? She doesn't like that. She took so much trouble to treat someone's legs, it's not too much to take advantage of him, right? Not to mention, Di Chen's two long legs are really, white and smooth, especially good to touch. I don't know... cough cough. But when these words fell into Cheng Feng's ears, it became Pei Zhiwan's efforts to make a living in the entertainment industry in order to treat the legs of her boyfriend who was disabled and weak and couldn't take care of himself. Cheng Feng: What a pure, unpretentious and tough little white, ah no, it's a queen flower!

"You are still young. Is it worth wasting your time on him?"

Cheng Feng suddenly asked as if possessed by a ghost.

He regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. He could even smell the sour taste in his words.

However, Pei Zhiwan has always been slow in this regard. He didn't realize that it was wrong at all. He still happily played his inspirational role.

"I can't leave him. I am willing to cure him," Pei Zhiwan said here, sniffing and lowering his eyes. "He will be well in a while. I won't be like this forever."

Pei Zhiwan didn't say anything, but he looked really intimidating, as if he could cry at any time.

Cheng Feng was frightened at the time, and for a moment he even forgot that Pei Zhiwan seemed to be from a wealthy family.