"Sorry I'm late."
A gentle voice rang out, and everyone instinctively turned around to see the person displaying a warm smile that felt like a gentle breeze.
"Just got here from another job, sorry to keep you waiting."
Wen Jiu:... No way?
Another Best Actor???
"No, no," Zhang Guozhong greeted everyone with a smile, explaining, "The actor who was originally supposed to play Prince Duan was unwell and needed to be hospitalized, but thankfully Best Actor Gu was willing to step in."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."
Gu Xun bowed slightly, his demeanor elegant. "It would be my honor."
After saying that, he walked up to Wen Jiu, chuckled, and said, "We meet again."
"Would you call this fate?"
Yu Qing frowned slightly, her eyes showing confusion.
This Gu Xun... why does it seem like he's taken a liking to Xiaojiu?
Wen Jiu nodded blankly.
"Are you stunned?" Zhang Guozhong patted Wen Jiu's shoulder, teasing him with a mischievous grin, "Feeling immense pressure, little lead actor?"
Wen Jiu retorted soullessly, "Director, are you planning to win an international film award for this movie?"
The configuration is surprisingly high.
Zhang Guozhong laughed even harder upon hearing this, "Good lad, you know how to talk!"
Wen Jiu:... I'm numb.
After that came the discussion of the plot, the setting, the characters, and our thoughts. The morning passed just like that.
As the filming wrapped, Wen Jiu realized something was wrong and raised her hand to ask, "Director, where's the actor who played Mu Xiao?"
Yu Qing plays the legendary physician Yu Qing, Shen Yu plays the general Qin Xiaoyun, and Gu Xun plays Lu Yunyu, the Prince of Duan from the enemy state.
The main supporting characters have all been identified, except for the other male lead Mu Xiao.
These words piqued the curiosity of the crowd.
Who exactly is this important figure who hasn't shown up yet?
Zhang Guozhong coughed lightly, enduring the intense gazes of the crowd, and said, "The other party is quite busy; they still have things to take care of. You'll all find out when filming starts tomorrow."
Since the director had already said so, even if others wanted to probe for details, they didn't know where to begin.
They just need to play their roles well. After all, even if Zhang Guozhong is confused, he won't ruin his own reputation, right?
After the photoshoot, Wen Jiu remembered to check her phone. She thought Feng Chi must have sent a lot of messages, and maybe she felt that she had neglected him on her first day out, and was sulking alone feeling wronged.
However, it turns out that--
He's overthinking it.
Wen Jiu poked the phone screen hard with her index finger; the chat page was still stuck on content from a long time ago.
The pampered wife of a top-tier working-class celebrity: Honey, the porridge is on the table. Remember to drink it when you get up.
The pampered wife of a top-tier working-class celebrity: I love you. jpg
Wen Jiu pouted, "Love what? You haven't even sent a single message!"
Indeed, lovers shouldn't be separated; problems easily arise when they are apart!
Qu Feng had just finished discussing matters with the director when he turned around and Wen Jiu was gone.
Qu Feng sighed helplessly and began frantically searching for Wen Jiu throughout the entire film crew.
After the staff had all started to pack up, they found a dark, lumpy mass in the corner.
Qu Feng:...
It turned out that the partition was blocking the view; a person who is 182 cm tall looked so small when huddled on a small stool.
Judging from his back, he looked particularly forlorn.
Looks listless.
"What's wrong?" Qu Feng walked over and ruffled his hair. "Tired?"
Wen Jiu turned around, looked up at him, her eyes filled with resentment. "My Empress is disobedient; she's having an affair."
Qu Feng:?
"What's wrong with you?" Qu Feng touched his forehead; it was ice-cold. "You don't have a fever."
Wen Jiu muttered, "You're the one with a fever..."
Everyone's gone back to the hotel. We're wrapping up early today, so make sure you get some rest early tonight too.
Qu Feng tidied the person up and dragged them back, nagging them like he was disciplining a naughty child.
"After dinner, you can look at the script for a little while at most, but don't play on your phone or read novels. Once you start, you can't stop..."
"Oh."
"We need to get up at four o'clock tomorrow to film, so I need to get myself in the right shape."
Qu Feng repeatedly urged him with concern, "There are so many accomplished seniors, each of whom has something you can learn from. This is a rare opportunity, so cherish it."
"Uh-huh!"
"Also, control your temper, be more obedient, discuss any opinions calmly, don't cause trouble, and don't get angry so easily."
Qu Feng threatened, " Director Zhang can be quite fierce when he's strict. Don't come crying to me if you get scolded!"
"Okay."
After finishing his meal and seeing the person to their room, Qu Feng finally stopped his nagging and concluded, "Can you do what I just told you?"
Although she was listening attentively, Wen Jiu kept forgetting as she listened, and as a result, she didn't remember any of the content at all. Wen Jiu subconsciously.
"Able!"
"Hmm, very good." Qu Feng was satisfied. "Go, get some rest."
Wen Jiu immediately slipped inside, and the dog furtively took the Xiao Feng Chi doll out of the suitcase.
After a moment of silence, they began to make veiled attacks.
"Asshole!"
"Scumbag!"
"Not sending messages, huh?"
Wen Jiu slapped Xiao Feng Chi, making the doll tremble, and said angrily, "Let's see who can endure more!"
"..."
After hitting it, Wen Jiu and rubbed it against her neck, then hugged it to her chest and rested her chin on it.
He flipped open the script and said fiercely, "You're punished to memorize your lines with me!"
However, after flipping through a few pages of the script, the more he read, the more frustrated he became.
Wen Jiu checked her phone every now and then, and after confirming there was no response, she turned it off. After washing up, she carried Xiao Feng Chi to bed.
"Never mind, I'm tired after a long day."
Wen Jiu burrowed into bed, tucking herself in cutely, "I'll be angry tomorrow."
Turn off the lights, close your eyes, kiss the doll, and whisper, "Goodnight, Xiao Feng Chi."
Then, she hugged the doll and rolled into bed.
Suddenly, she rolled into the man's arms.
The familiar and warm scent instantly enveloped him in a full embrace.
Wen Jiu:¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿
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Here he comes, Feng Doggy is here to warm the bed for his wife.
Also, the book has a new title. "Shh! Don't Kidnap the Nation's Wife"
Please, my darlings, don't delete this from your bookshelves! It's still the same author with the same wife~