Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Zhou Shi saw that Song Ci had come back safely, and he walked over grinning while covering the big egg-swollen bun on his head.

Seeing him standing at the door putting away the umbrella, there was a thunderbolt: "I'm sorry, you're fucking wearing an umbrella. It's a pity that I was so anxious and hit my head with a big bump."

Song Ci hung the umbrella beside him, "A man lent it to me just now."

Zhou Shi stretched his head and glanced forward. It seemed that it was indeed not their umbrella. His family's umbrellas were not black.

"Then this person is quite strange."

Song Ci looked at him and nodded, turned on the phone, watched as the phone number on the phone's business card was entered, and added his WeChat according to the number.

"Are you still going out to eat?" Zhou Shi asked.

Song Ci's clothes were all wet from the rain, and now he felt a little uncomfortable. He took the clothes and prepared to take a bath, and waved to him: "I won't go, you can go by yourself."

Zhou Shi didn't want to go at first, but the man opposite him was his buddy, and he was embarrassed not to go after agreeing, so he waved his hand: "Then I'll go first, let's be together next time."

"Row."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he watched Zhou Shi go out and turned into the bathroom.

The rising water vapor in the room blurred the boy's figure in the mirror, and he sighed like Lu Chen, "He doesn't remember me..."

He raised his hand and splashed water on the mirror, revealing the boy's somewhat rosy face, looking at the mirror that was hazy again by the mist, he seemed a little depressed and splashed water on it again.

On the contrary, it seems a bit childish.

……

Just after Song Ci finished filming his part, Wen Zhuo'an pulled him over, saying that the person playing the role of the Seventh Prince had come and asked him to go over to film the right scene.

Just as Song Ci walked over, he saw the sharp eyes of the person opposite. The person in front of him was Lu Ge, the hero of this world.

The other party also noticed him, and looked up, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, but it was replaced by disgust immediately.

Lu Ge stood there, watching Song Ci walk over indifferently.

Yesterday, when he saw the message from Xia An'an saying that Song Ci was also filming on the set, he originally thought that Xia An'an was deliberately trying to disgust him, but just now when he saw those amber eyes, he was sure of this person.

The names can be the same, but can there be one person with the same eye color?

Lu Ge saw him walking over and looked at him indifferently.

Song Ci greeted politely: "Hello senior."

"Hello."

Lu Ge's voice was very cold.

As soon as Lu Ge saw him, he remembered that he had spread rumors that he was gay and tried to kidnap him to a hotel and drug him. The combination of all these things made the disgust in his eyes even deeper.

When filming, I deliberately pressed his head.

Song Ci curled his lips and raised the fan in his hand lightly. He looked like a handsome young man, his beautiful eyes were narrowed, and he was not frightened by Lu Ge's aura at all. "Seventh Prince, do you want me to assist you? You also need to have the ability to stand in that seat."

The seventh prince played by Lu Ge cupped his hands, but he was able to bend and stretch: "Sir, help me. In the future, I will stand in a high position and you will be under one person and above ten thousand."

"You think I care about these things?" Song Ci laughed, his voice a little cold.

The Seventh Prince stood up, and he smiled, "I know you don't care about these powers, but there is one thing you absolutely like." He moved his fingers to reveal a red string, and a necklace carved with amethyst hanging from it.

Fu An's eyes trembled slightly, and his fingers tightened. The Seventh Prince came over and passed the necklace, and let go of it from mid-air into Fu An's palm.

Seeing the trembling hands pinching the necklace tightly, there was a bit of complacency in his eyes.

The Seventh Prince turned to leave, Fu An reached out and grabbed his arm, Song Ci could clearly feel Lu Ge's tense muscles, and pulled the corners of his lips.

It seems that the male protagonist hates him...

He restrained the color in his eyes, his face was full of seriousness and his voice became cold: "Where is she? I want to see her..."

"see your performance."

Lu Ge stretched out his hand and pulled away his hand that was holding his arm. The movement of pinching his wrist was a little hard, and every word he said seemed to be using force.

"Card!"

Wen Zhuo'an just thinks that this scene was shot really well, the expressive force is like that kind of confrontation in the eyes, it's simply wonderful!
"Excellent performance!"

"Still letting go?" Lu Ge's voice was a little cold, and he pressed Song Ci's wrist even harder.

Song Ci hooked the corners of his lips but there was no smile in his eyes, "Don't you let go, senior?"

Wen Zhuo'an noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Lu Ge and Song Ci let go together, and Song Ci said with a smile: "Senior Lu performed really well, he was too involved in the performance."

Lu Ge listened to his words and snorted coldly: "You are no different."

Wen Zhuoan, who was obviously exaggerating each other, became more and more strange as he listened to each other. Just as he was about to ask the reason, he heard Song Ci say: "Director Wen, is there still a show for me today? If not, I'll leave first."

Lu Ge's eyes fell on him coldly, then he turned and left.

Although Song Ci has a good temper, he is not the kind of person who repays grievances with virtue. Although Lu Ge is the hero, as long as he is against him, no matter who he is, Song Ci will not make him feel better.

Wen Zhuo'an nodded. During this time, Song Ci had been working hard on filming. His roles were almost over, and he only had to face off with the male lead and the female lead.

"Recently your scenes are almost done, and you have worked hard during this period, you should rest for a few days and I will call you in advance when your scenes come." Wen Zhuo'an patted Song Ci on the shoulder.

Song Ci nodded.

Chen Huanhuan next to him heard that the male god was not coming these days, so he immediately ran over to ask for comfort.

"My lord, can I add you on Weibo?" Chen Huanhuan had a cute and fleshy face, and now she was holding her face, with an expression on her face that was about to cry.

Song Ci smiled, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch her cheek, the soft touch was as good as it looked: "Yes."

Song Ci handed it over, and Chen Huanhuan added it, so happy that she wanted to announce to the world that she had the contact information of a male god!

Song Ci reached out and stroked her hair, "You film well, I'll leave first."

"Yeah." Chen Huanhuan nodded obediently, completely moved.

Xia An'an, who was sitting across from her, lowered her head and pinched her fingernails, her eyes fell on Chen Huanhuan and then she looked away.

She looked up again, and suddenly noticed Lu Ge walking past her...