Writer Xu said they were visiting, and it was really close, in the studio next door.

The studio was set up to look like the interior of an ordinary family room, with real furniture and furnishings, but there were only two walls, and a few cameras were pointed at the living room.

Jiang Baiyan and Cai Tong'er were acting out a scene of sibling conflict.

"Stop pretending, you're obviously very impatient with me, but who are you pretending to be such a good brother for?" The sister's eyes widened, her voice was sharp and piercing. The

brother didn't say anything, but his chest rose and fell, his teeth clenched, and his cheeks were as hard as a stone.

The sister continued to yell and curse, and every word was hurtful.

The veins on the elder brother's temples were exposed, and he was getting more and more angry, as if he would explode at any time, but he just endured it. Every time he endured it, the atmosphere became more tense, which made people's scalps numb.

Such acting skills, the difference is obvious.

Jian Jing, who was watching from the side, felt that Cai Tong'er was upset.

The younger sister was still making trouble, and the elder brother could not bear it anymore. He picked up the water cup on the table and smashed it to the ground: "Enough...hiss!"

Jiang Baiyan took a breath, and a trace of blood flowed down his palm.

"Ah?!" Cai Tong'er was shocked, contributing the most real "acting".

"Cut!" Director Mao was anxious, "What's going on?"

The glass cups used in acting are all special glass, which is not easy to cut hands. But the cup that Jiang Baiyan smashed broke into a lot of scattered foam, which turned out to be ordinary glass, and some of the cut surfaces were neat and sharp, which was very strange.

"Such a big cut." Seeing the blood flowing, Sister Chen hurriedly took a tissue to stop the bleeding.

Jian Jing was startled and rushed forward: "Rinse it with water first."

She had the skill of the first aid card, so she naturally knew how to deal with the cut. She immediately took out half a bottle of mineral water from her bag to rinse the wound.

Sister Chen was heartbroken and anxious: "Such a lot of blood, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Don't worry," Jian Jing held Jiang Baiyan's hand and rinsed off the dust and blood on the surface of the wound. "The cut is not deep, and there are no glass shards. Just disinfect it."

The medical staff brought a medical box over, which contained gauze, dressings, and iodine.

Skill cards are different from knowledge cards. The latter need to be learned and applied by yourself, while the former is like passing on skills, and you will learn it once you use it. Jian Jing handled it quickly and well. She applied a dressing, wrapped it with a bandage twice, and tied a knot that would not cause any trouble.

"That's it." She stood up and said like a nurse caring for a child, "Don't get wet for the next two days."

Jiang Baiyan's face flushed. He wanted to say something but held back. He pursed his lips and replied obediently, "Oh." Jian Jing

forgot about it after she was done and turned to look at the glass fragments on the ground.

The glass was broken into several pieces, but a closer look would reveal that some of the pieces were smashed, with uneven edges and corners, while some places were flat and sharp, as if they were cut with a tool.

When shooting, the pieces were carefully pieced together, because the cup was shaped like a stained glass window, so even if there were fine lines, they would not be visible. But when Jiang Baiyan reached out to take it, he grabbed a handful of broken glass. The corners were broken, so he cut his hand.

Director Mao came out from behind the monitor and asked with concern: "Is it serious?"

"It's okay, the cut is not deep." No wonder so many people like Jiang Baiyan. His next question was, "Do you want to reshoot?"

Director Mao thought about it. Although Cai Tong'er's performance was not satisfactory, there would be no better reshoot. He simply said, "No, let's leave it like this."

Sister Chen and the assistant breathed a sigh of relief. If they reshoot, they would have to remove the gauze and twiddle back and forth several times, and the parts that should be fixed would not be fixed.

"What is this...?" Director Mao frowned when he saw that Jian Jing was a stranger.

Writer Xu introduced, "This is our teacher Jian, the original author of Devil, who came to visit us today. I have nothing to do, so I took her for a walk." He then said to Jian Jing, "This is Director Mao. Have you watched "A Beautiful Family" when you were a kid? It's his." "A

Beautiful Family" is an indoor sitcom with four generations living under one roof, a classic childhood work.

Jian Jing understood and knew how to flatter: "Hello, Director Mao, I grew up watching your dramas."

When Director Mao heard that she was the original author of "The Devil Doctor", and then thought about the original author of "Hide and Seek" directed by Director Ding, his face suddenly became a little polite: "It's Teacher Jian, hello, hello."

"Sorry, I disturbed your filming." Jian Jing was more polite than him.

"It's nothing. We don't have anything to be ashamed of." Director Mao didn't like idle people waiting around, but Jian Jing was brought here by Writer Xu, who was also a rising writer. They might work together someday, so why offend him? It would be a good deal.

Writer Xu and Director Mao were familiar with each other. He looked up and said with a smile, "You guys are making pretty fast progress here."

"Has Old Huang been picked again?" Director Mao loved to chat and couldn't control his mouth. "His personality, eh, to put it nicely, he's responsible, to put it bluntly, he's stubborn."

They were chattering, but the on-site producer asked someone to recheck the props. Others were running around, and they couldn't see anything unusual.

Jiang Baiyan asked the assistant, "Did you buy the milk tea?"

"Yes, I bought it. We have everything." The assistant said hurriedly.

He said to Jian Jing, "Teacher Jing Jing, come here. This is the best milk tea place nearby." Without waiting for her response, he called everyone else, "Writer Xu, have milk tea and chestnut cake."

Writer Xu waved his hand vigorously, "Don't tell me that. My blood sugar is high and the doctor forbids me to eat." He also complained to Director Mao, "The physical examination said I have three highs. I can't eat this or that. They told me to be a vegetarian."

Amid the noisy voices, the assistant called the staff to come over for snacks.

Everyone thanked him in a flurry, and Jiang Baiyan took the opportunity to leave and go back to the dressing room to touch up his makeup.

On the way, he greeted people as he walked, and he could call almost everyone's name without any confusion. The crew members who were remembered by him carefully repaid his efforts, and asked about the wound on his hand one by one with concern.

"It's just an accident." Jiang Baiyan repeated a similar answer, "It doesn't hurt, it will be fine in two days."

After finally returning to the dressing room, Jiang Baiyan breathed a sigh of relief and tidied the sofa: "Teacher Jingjing, please sit down. It's a bit messy here, don't mind."

He is the male protagonist and has his own separate dressing room. The place is not big. The makeup tools are all over the table. There is no place to put the water cup. The clothes are all hung outside. The curtain is pulled out to form a corner for the dressing room.

At this moment, things are thrown everywhere, and there is a kind of reality after being stripped of the luster.

"You have a good memory." Jian Jing just remembered people's names with him, and he got confused halfway.

"No, no," Jiang Baiyan waved his hands modestly, his eyebrows curved, "I'll remember it if we get along more." He raised the ending words playfully, and the words he uttered were like jade beads falling to the ground, crisp and refreshing, showing his excellent line skills.

Jian Jing: "Don't be busy yet, your hand is injured."

"I'll be there soon." He kept moving, quickly cleared a place on the sofa, and took out his own neck pillow to lean on the side, "Teacher, sit down."

Jian Jing had to sit down because of the kindness.

He dragged a folding chair over and sat down on the ground not too far from her: "It's really a trouble for you to ask the teacher to make a special trip. But after thinking about it, this is the only way."

Jian Jing smiled and said softly: "I don't have anything to do, I just came here to play."

Jiang Baiyan immediately smiled.

"Didn't you say there was a letter? Show me." She went straight to the point.

The words on the mirror had been wiped off long ago, and Jiang Baiyan handed her the second note. It was an ordinary A4 paper, with English written in red marker, and some strokes were deliberately smeared, blurring out red spots, pretending to be scary.

Jian Jing asked him: "Who do you think it is?"

Jiang Baiyan said hesitantly: "I don't know."

"Just tell it based on your feeling, no need for evidence." Jian Jing held the milk tea in her hand and said patiently, "For things like this, intuition may be more accurate than evidence."

She was not talking nonsense, people's intuition is far more effective than imagined, the brain always finds ways to be lazy, many details have not passed through the brain, but exist in the heart. As long as you don't scare yourself, there must be a reason.

Jiang Baiyan lowered his head and thought, then said, "I think it's because of me."

Before Jian Jing came, Sister Chen and the others had discussed that they tended to be fans of Cai Tong'er. Otherwise, how could Jiang Baiyan, who had filmed so many dramas, have such trouble when working with her?

Especially since "she" was written on the first warning, it was probably her brain-dead fan.

But Jiang Baiyan felt that the person was targeting him.

There was no reason, it was just a feeling.

But Jian Jing said, "I think so too, it should be a girl."

Although the other party was very careful to write in English to avoid leaving handwriting, as long as the pen was put down, the information could no longer be concealed.

Generally speaking, men are more aggressive and possessive. When someone gets involved with a woman who is regarded as their property, they either threaten their rivals verbally or directly attack their girlfriends.

Therefore, if it is a man, the message to Jiang Baiyan should be more aggressive, such as "I will kill you", "You are finished", "Wait, I will make you look good", etc.

Women are more defensive and often choose to drive away outsiders who invade the relationship. For example, warn the mistress, or delete all the contact information in the boyfriend's address book and order them not to contact again.

"Don't talk to her" does not sound like the tone of a man who likes Cai Tonger, but more like a woman who likes Jiang Baiyan.

Blocking Jiang Baiyan and Cai Tonger is more defensive than offensive.

"I have to ask you," Jian Jing chose her words carefully, "Could this be your former intimate partner?"

Jiang Baiyan said without hesitation: "Impossible!"

He explained: "I met Director Ding when I was in high school, and I signed with the company halfway through the filming of Hide and Seek. Sister Chen watched me all the way and never allowed me to do anything rash. I didn't think about these things, and I still have to act in the future."

When he first entered the industry, he was ignorant and didn't have such thoughts. After he became famous, he understood the rules: It's easy to be an artist, just have a pretty face, but to keep it stable, you must make some sacrifices.

And what to sacrifice depends on personal choice.

"Absolutely not." Jiang Baiyan swore, "If I lie to you, I will be a failure for the rest of my life."

The oath was so cruel that Jian Jing was shocked, but also found it funny: "Of course I believe you, why swear?"

"Uh, I'm too excited." Jiang Baiyan rubbed his cheeks to hide his embarrassment, "Go on, go on."

Jian Jing naturally did not blame him, and continued to ask: "Have there been such crazy fans before?"

He thought about it: "Of course there should have been, but no one cared. Everyone has encountered it."

"Do you think it's someone in the crew?"

"I don't know." He shook his head.

"Are there many people who can enter your room?"

Jiang Baiyan smiled bitterly: "Of course not, but once I stayed in a five-star hotel, a fan waited for me in my room, and I didn't know how she got in."

Jian Jing was silent.

"Teacher Jingjing, I haven't slept well these past two days, and I'm always afraid that someone will climb onto my bed." Jiang Baiyan moved closer so that she could see more clearly, "Such dark circles under my eyes, the makeup teacher said I was a thief."

She couldn't help laughing, and then frowned again.

Just at this moment, "bang", the door was hastily pushed open.

Sister Chen came in with a box of cakes, and said with a smile: "Here, the chestnut cake just out of the oven, I ran errands and waited for half an hour to buy it."

Jian Jing turned her head, glanced at her, and guessed what she was anxious about.

"Sister Chen." Jiang Baiyan pursed his lips, his expression unchanged, "I gave up sugar when I was filming. Did you know that it was the first day?"

Sister Chen never expected to be exposed by him in front of her, her face was slightly stiff, but she was also a bit shrewd, and immediately smiled: "Even if you don't eat, Teacher Jian will have to eat."

"I'm just hungry." Jian Jing said this, but she didn't move, "But let's talk about business first."

"That's right." Sister Chen naturally took away the embarrassment just now, "What do you think?"

Jian Jing said: "I think it's a crazy female fan. Such an intense action would not be the first time, there must be something else done before, do you remember?"