Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

Chapter 26 Mr. Qi's Arms
Unsurprisingly, those difficult fight moves that needed to be done smoothly were messed up by her. As soon as Diao Weiya was pulled into the air, she was terrified and forgot to move, and the whole process was NG.

Xu Qingchan, who cooperated with her, was tossed by her like this, and the fight scene that could have been completed at most two NGs was repeated over and over again, hanging up and down, and her arms and back were rubbed red by the rope.

At first, the director was worried about someone having a bad fit, but then it was really shameful, and he scolded Jiang Yin with a black face.

Jiang Yin was nervous, aggrieved and ashamed, her face like a flower wanted to cry but did not dare to cry, the assistant comforted her.

Xu Qingchan didn't have an assistant, and rested against the bamboo forest in the distance with a cold expression.

Looking at the bruises on her arms, the darkness in her eyes became even darker.

It's hard to raise such a delicate child.

Tsk, annoying.

The martial arts teacher was called by the director to tell Jiang Yin about the fighting scene again. Yan Xu glanced at the time and casually said to the director: "Didn't you see that the third female is tired? How about filming this scene another day?"

Although it was a question, the man's expression was willful, with absolute coercion.

After finally having a chance to perform, the director was furious at being made into such a state by Jiang Yin, and knew that today's film would not be able to continue.

Yan Xu tilted his head and teased Mu Xiuze, "Your casting for this drama is a bit inappropriate. The roles of the third female lead and the female lead are reversed, right?"

Mu Xiuze's eyes kept poking at Yang Wanwan's body secretly, and the other party always treated him as air, and watched Xu Qingchan's acting while reciting his lines by himself.

Realizing that Xu Qingchan was in a bad mood, she took a bag of hot fried chestnuts in sugar and walked over.

"Eat a fried chestnut to calm down?" She grabbed a handful and put it in Xu Qingchan's palm, and said slowly: "Now you know how annoying the Jiang sisters are? I have no skills, and my heart is higher than the sky."

Mu Xiuze looked at the hot bag of fried chestnuts, and remembered that when we were together, the delicate and lovely girl also liked to buy fried chestnuts in sugar in winter. He didn't like chestnuts at first, but after seeing her eating happily, he gradually fell in love with them. Warm candied chestnuts.

The 20-year-old girl is innocent and cute. She has an inexhaustible energy and happiness. She likes sweets, roller coasters, and tells him what she saw and heard at school.

At that time, Yang Wanwan was young and lively. She had stars in her eyes when she saw him, and she liked to call him 'Mr. Mu'.

Since when, she gradually stopped talking to him so much, with a standard smile on the corner of her mouth, when she looked at him, she could no longer find the starlight in her eyes.

If he didn't look for her, he wouldn't see anyone for ten and a half months, and when he met, he would just eat and walk in a polite manner, like a programmed robot.

In the early years, the youngest of the Mu family was proud of his talents, had a surly temper, and his name was outside, and the women who stayed with him did not exceed a month.

In the past, we only talked about starlets and young models. Playing on the spot is easy to come by and easy to pass.

Yang Wanwan was a mistake.

It was a mistake to drink. At that time, I saw her as beautiful as a flower in the bar. I played with her and struck up a few words. After that, it didn't take long to chase her.

It's not easy to find out that the person is still a student after you get it. Students are innocent and ignorant, with sincere emotions.

He doesn't like to be entangled and restrained, and he doesn't want to delay the little girl, so he secretly plans to stay for a month before finding a reason to break up.

A month passed quickly, and when he was about to break up, he happened to have a business trip overseas for a while. He was already a little perfunctory during that time, but the little girl still enjoyed sharing her daily life with him.

The day of returning to China coincided with the beginning of winter, and as soon as I left the airport, I suddenly saw an unexpected figure in the lobby.

She was wearing a dark red scarf and was holding an insulated box in her hand. When she saw him from afar, her smiling eyes formed a bridge, "Mr. Mu, welcome back."

Lidong wanted to eat dumplings, so she studied and experimented repeatedly, and sent him dumplings full of love as soon as he returned to China.

He still remembers the taste of that bowl of hot dumplings. To be honest, the taste was mediocre, but the girl's starry eyes and the unconcealable joy on her face that day were deeply imprinted in his heart.

Suddenly he changed his mind.

She is so good, it is not impossible to continue talking.

Afterwards, the way of getting along completely changed, and he became more patient.

In a sense, she was his first love.

She went to film school, and she was with him in her sophomore year until her senior year, which took two years.

In the later period, she began to become perfunctory, no longer full of desire to confide in him, nor clingy.

He is polite, can laugh, and treats him like a party A.

The man who has always taken the initiative naturally does not like her perfunctory, as proud as he is, he does not allow women to ignore and perfunctory.

On the day of the first snowfall, the two finished their dinner quietly, and he opened his mouth calmly on the way to send her back.

"Is it because you're about to graduate?"

Yang Wanwan had already cut her long hair back then, and her short, shoulder-length hair ran amok in the cold wind, covering one side of her face. Her voice melted into the snowy night, "What?"

"So it's stressful."

After thinking for a moment, she lifted her lips, "It's okay."

"It's not about studies," the man put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and looked at her with dark eyes, "that's because he's tired?"

Questions, but affirmative tone.

Yang Wanwan looked down at the snow falling in the flower bed, waiting for his next sentence.

Mu Xiuze said word by word, "What do you think?"

How do you want to deal with this relationship.

Snowflakes fell into the nape of her neck, the coldness met the warm skin, and quickly turned into water. Yang Wanwan raised the corner of her mouth and slowly raised her eyes, "Mu Xiuze, let's break up."

The snowy night is silent, and the rustling snowflakes silently outline the white world.

After a long time, the man's faint voice was mixed with mist, "Okay."

The breakup was very calm, beyond Yang Wanwan's expectation, she thought she would choke up.

Crossroads, parted ways.

After walking a few steps, she turned around and called out to the man.

The trace of self-satisfaction in Mu Xiuze's eyes hadn't had time to store up, and he calmed down after hearing her words.

She said in a clear voice he had never heard before: "Mu Xiuze, you have no feelings."

The girl in my eyes has changed a little since the beginning, her hair is shorter, the lines of her face are clearer, and her eyes are calmer.

The person who was so happy and clinging to his side before, wanted to break free from him at some point.

She said he had no feelings.

"is it?"

The two years of companionship and patience were completely negated.

He was annoyed by this disobedient bird.

The points are divided, whoever leaves will not be able to live.

She is so well protected by him, without his care, let's see how she will go on in the harsh competitive environment.

Sooner or later, you will come to him crying and begging for peace with regret.

He confidently waited for her to come to him, one month passed, two months passed...

Finally realized that Que'er really didn't want to fly back this time.

Jiang Yin breathed a sigh of relief when the director team announced the suspension of filming for today's play, but Xu Qingchan disagreed.

"Since we've been tossing and tossing here, let's continue to finish the filming. There will be future arrangements in the future. I don't want to waste time."

The assistant director was a little embarrassed, "But Jiang..."

"Doesn't the heroine have a substitute? Let her substitute come."

The director team is fine, but Jiang Yin's face changed slightly. Xu Qingchan said in front of the management that she, the heroine, brought a double, and she simply didn't want her well on purpose.

"Director, I will work hard when I go down, I want to do this scene by myself..."

Xu Qingchan said with a normal expression: "Learning martial arts is not an easy process. Teacher Jiang has never practiced the basics before. I am afraid that it will not be easy to practice well in the short term. It is dangerous to play. Teacher Jiang has delicate skin and tender flesh to avoid hurting you. Use A substitute is more secure."

On the surface, it was for her own good, but in fact, she secretly said that she was unprofessional. Jiang Yin squeezed her palms and looked at Xu Qingchan, feeling dissatisfied.

The director also said, "That's fine, let's use a stand-in for this scene. The heroine has worked hard today, so take a good rest."

Jiang Yin looked slightly stiff, biting her lower lip, "Okay..."

With a martial arts stand-in, the fight scene passed perfectly.

Yang Wanwan was nowhere to be seen after work was over, and Mu Xiuze, who was outside the venue, was also gone.

Xu Qingchan went to the lounge to change clothes, and met Yan Xu when she came out.

"Mr. Yan looking for me?"

Yan Xu's thin lips curled slightly, "Someone wants to see you."

The car drove into the Said Stadium, and the length and softness of the lawn maintained according to the highest international standards were strictly controlled. The soft touch made people subconsciously want to walk lightly, for fear of destroying its original delicacy.

It is a bit wasteful to use such a vast field only to grow grass and play golf.

Xu Qingchan thought while walking, the fun and pastimes of rich people really cost money.

From a distance, I saw a man in a white shirt with a slim waist and smooth and perfect arms holding golf clubs.

With a wave of his long arm, the ball flew through the air with the wind, followed by his eyes, and fell on the grass and rolled for a while.

It's a pity that it was just a little bit into the hole.

Xu Qingchan glanced at the man, and took a step to pick up the ball.

The golf course is too large, and picking up the ball is an extremely physical exercise.

When she climbed up the hill and handed the ball to Qi Si, her breath evaporated into a slight white vapor in the cold air.

"Mr. Qi has good arm strength."

After receiving the ball, Qi Si glanced at her, "Thank you."

They want to play, Xu Qingchan consciously retreated to the chair behind.

The beautiful woman in slim work clothes brought a blanket, snacks and drinks, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows after tasting it.

good to eat.

There is an apron next to the golf course, and the private planes of the rich people fly very low. Just when a plane entered the area, Yan Xu said that she was going to meet a friend, so she had to come here alone.

Qi Si suddenly looked for her, could it be that she was the one who found out that night?
After so many days, she thought everything was calm, and he came to her door again...

Looking at the man's back, I feel a little guilty.

I can't figure out whether he already knew or just guessed and wanted to test her.

His attitude of not moving the mountains and rivers on this face makes people feel uncertain, and it is really tormenting.

The incident has been going on for so long, and the best time to apologize and admit mistakes has passed, so I can only deny it.

He hit a few more shots, and Xu Qingchan quietly looked at the muscle lines under his shirt from behind. His long legs were wrapped in excellent suit pants. Looking down, there was a small section of fair skin around his ankles.

The sexy part of a man is not only the waist and Adam's apple, but the beautiful hands and ankles are also deceptive.

It's so tall, it must be 1 meters, right?

This guy, standing in front of him like a mountain, has a sense of oppression and security at the same time.

Thinking about it carefully, a large part of her fear of him when she was a child was because he was tall and unsmiling, and talking to him was always accompanied by a sense of oppression.

(End of this chapter)