Chapter 73
The leading actress and the famous photographer who came to visit the set were all sitting here, so the others naturally regarded this table as the main table.
Soon, the director, the leading actor, the producer and other important figures of the crew came over and sat down.
Jiang Qiao, who originally wanted to eat quietly, said: “……………………”
Wang Tang, this non-mainstream person, must be here to defeat her.
Someone didn't know that he was being silently hated, and he kept talking to him without any tact, his face almost getting close to Jiang Qiao's.
"Why did you suddenly drop out of school? I called you and sent you messages, but you ignored me. I looked for you for a long time. Where were you hiding?"
Jiang Qiao didn't expect that Wang Tang had also contacted her. She vaguely remembered that there was indeed a strange number that kept sending her messages, and the message started with a sarcastic "Miss Jiang". She felt annoyed and blocked the number directly. She didn't expect it to be Wang Tang.
"What do you want from me?" Jiang Qiao picked up a piece of lotus root and bit it with a crunching sound.
Wang Tang laughed frivolously and lowered his voice: "Once in the same class, we will be classmates for life."
Hehe, disgusting.
Jiang Qiao rolled his eyes: "Thank you, it only took half a day."
Wang Tang readily agreed: "You remember it very clearly. It seems that you also miss our youth."
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
What the hell is “our youth”?
She turned her head to look at the handsome and wanton smiling man, speechless. The swear words were about to jump out of her lips, but were suppressed forcefully.
One moment of patience turns into silver, a hundred moments of patience turns into gold.
Everyone else at the table was chatting, and not many people noticed the weird atmosphere between the two, except Mu Xue who was secretly looking at Wang Tang.
Lin Bai picked up some vegetables for Mu Xue and noticed that there was a camera not far away capturing the scene. He smiled even more handsomely and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"
It is a tacit understanding that during the filming of a drama, some ambiguous behind-the-scenes footage is created so that it is easier to hype up the couple when the drama is aired.
Mu Xue retracted her gaze, trying to make herself look happy. She poked a few green vegetables with her chopsticks, but her tone couldn't hide her disappointment: "Nothing..."
After eating for a while, people started toasting and smoking at the table. Wang Tang took a phone call and went out. After a while, Mu Xue followed him out.
The smoke was so smelly that Jiang Qiao frowned. Without Wang Tang's pestering, she decided to go out for some fresh air.
Exiting the third-floor lobby, there is a balcony connected to the corridor. You can hear the loud music from the bar on the second floor and see the night view of the garden on the first floor.
Behind the rockery, Wang Tang impatiently shook off Mu Xue's hand. Jiang Qiao didn't know what Mu Xue said, but he suddenly grabbed Mu Xue's neck.
Jiang Qiao frowned tightly.
The distance was too far, so she couldn't see the expressions on their faces. She thought they must have had an argument, but no matter what it was, she didn't expect Wang Tang to take action.
This "non-mainstream" has always given her the impression of being overly enthusiastic and wanton.
She had no interest in spying on others, so she turned back to the hall. After a while, Wang Tang also came back.
Jiang Qiao looked behind him, but there was no one there.
Wang Tang noticed her gaze and curled his lips: "Mu Xue went back."
Jiang Qiao frowned.
Wang Tang deliberately approached her and blew gently. Jiang Qiao dodged in disgust and heard him say, "I know you saw everything just now..."
"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with her."
"Don't tell me." Jiang Qiao said coldly.
Wang Tang still smiled: "I'm just afraid that you'll be jealous."
If Jiang Qiao had no feelings towards him at first, he felt a little disgusted after what happened just now.
She said impatiently: "Have some shame."
Wang Tang laughed softly, with no attempt to conceal the interest and amusement in his eyes.
The filming started the next day. Wang Tang left and Mu Xue came late. Jiang Qiao's eyes subconsciously drifted to her neck. It was clean and white, without any traces left, or perhaps it was covered by foundation.
This was a scene where the male and female protagonists were in a rivalry. Director Liu called out "cut" for the third time, and even the staff could see that Mu Xue was not in good shape today.
Director Liu smiled and was not angry: "Let's shoot the next scene first, Xiaoxue, go take a rest, and we'll shoot again later."
"I'm sorry, Director Liu..." Mu Xue was very embarrassed and her face turned red.
Director Liu waved his hand and said it was okay.
The next scene happened to be Jiang Qiao's scene. After she finished filming, she hesitated for a moment and then walked towards the parasol with a bottle of mineral water.
It was a drama about the Republic of China. Mu Xue was wearing a simple cheongsam and sitting on a bench in a daze.
Jiang Qiao handed over the mineral water. Mu Xue saw her and smiled. Then she took the mineral water and said, "Thank you."
After twisting it, he found that it was unscrewed. Mu Xue was stunned for a moment, feeling a little complicated.
"Don't worry, I won't target you because of... Wang Tang." Mu Xue said.
Jiang Qiao was surprised by her straightforwardness and found it funny: "I don't think so. Why do you think so?"
"Then why do you..."
"I saw that you were in a bad mood, so I just came to take a look. After all, we still have a show today." Jiang Qiao said, "I only met him once, and it has been many years. If you are targeting me, you are really stupid."
"Pfft." Mu Xue couldn't help laughing out loud, and her depressed mood improved a lot: "Don't worry, I will adjust quickly and won't delay your get off work."
Jiang Qiao raised his eyebrows.
This result is the best and avoids unnecessary trouble.
During the break, Jiang Qiao held a small fan and blew it. Mu Xue stared at her for a while and felt that the rumors might not be credible.
Before filming started, Mu Xue heard that Jiang Qiao was forced in by capital. From the director's attitude towards her, it can be seen that Jiang Qiao definitely has someone above him.
However, after spending time with him, she found that Jiang Qiao was serious, good at acting, and did not act like a demon or steal the show.
She couldn't help but patted Jiang Qiao's leg: "From today on, we are good friends."
Jiang Qiao was stunned at first, then smiled and agreed readily: "Okay."
Lin Bai came over and said, "What are you talking about? You don't even take me with you when you make friends."
"I'll take you, I'll take you..." Mu Xue said perfunctorily.
While chatting and laughing, he took out his phone and turned on the camera. He also pulled Zhou Tao, who was silent on the other side, over to take a photo.
"Everyone has to post on Weibo." Lin Bai said.
Jiang Qiao took out his phone, opened Weibo, refreshed it, and saw the Weibo posts that Lin Bai and Mu Xue had just posted.
Lin Bai: Thank you Xuexue for helping me make friends, I am happy [Group photo]
Mu Xuexuexue: Hahaha, let’s make a friends alliance [group photo]
Lin Bai's text was ambiguous and was obviously sent to the CP fans. Mu Xue's "friend alliance" directly denied the relationship between the two.
Jiang Qiao thought about it and decided that it would be better to be conventional, so he reposted Mu Xue’s Weibo with the caption: Stamped.
Zhou Tao then reposted her Weibo post with an even simpler message: two thumbs up.
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