Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 332
Hearing the child's thin, shallow breathing, You Qian opened his eyes, no matter what, he didn't feel tired at all, and there were a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart that couldn't be eradicated at all.

You Qian simply sat up, leaned on the thick cushion, took out the script from the bag, read it bit by bit, and slowly pondered the character of the character.She was reading the script of "The Empress" at this time.Because they had already signed a contract with the other party, Chen Tianxiang and his wife wanted her to get into the mood earlier out of trust, so they sent her the complete script in advance so that she could ponder the script before filming started.

This play tells the story of how a woman breaks the system under the feudal system, rises strongly, and finally becomes a generation of empress. During the period, there are lingering love, treacherous court struggles, and magnificent dreams of mountains and rivers... The content is very rich, and completely reasonable, and can stand the textual research.

The protagonist in the play, she does not achieve the goal of conquering the world by conquering a man at the top of the pyramid, but conquers the world entirely by her own ability.

The complexity of this character is even more contradictory than the heroine Song Jiayi in "Looking For".Song Jiayi just disguised herself with a girlish innocence and purity, while enduring the torment of demons. In the end, she took the risk and pushed her hated stepfather and neighbors with the same nature as her stepfather into hell together. Song Jiayi, Relying on his agility and rigor, he finally got away completely. The heroine in "The Empress" is different. Her heart, personality, and goals... have changed bit by bit with the passage of time. You Qian hopes that she can play this role well.

She leaned halfway on the soft couch, with her head down, looking fascinated.

The door opened suddenly, and Song Zhicheng walked in: "What are you looking at?"

You Qian quickly closed the script and looked up at him.

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips and asked, "The script?"

You Qian nodded: "Yeah."

The two were very close, her face was facing the sky without makeup, her facial features were still very beautiful, and when she raised her clear eyes and looked at people blankly, she was inexplicably seductive.

Song Zhicheng's throat tightened, so he immediately tensed his face, pursed his lips, pretended to be calm and breezy, and hummed softly: "What kind of stupid drama did you pick up?"

You Qian said angrily, "You're the only one who accepts a show with a brain-dead character."

Song Zhicheng curled his lips: "With your manager's ability, what good dramas can you receive besides brain-dead dramas?"

Song Zhicheng's talk was inexplicable.

For no reason, he suddenly sprayed Ah Zheng, what is he doing with Ah Zheng?
You Qian frowned, and said solemnly: "Whatever you want to say about me, but don't talk about Ah Zheng, there is nothing wrong with Ah Zheng's professionalism and professionalism."

One mouthful of 'Azheng' is really harsh.

Song Zhicheng snorted through his nostrils: "How are you sure I can't find you a better one?"

The point is, she always defends Tang Zheng everywhere, which makes Song Zhicheng extremely dissatisfied.

I don't even know, what did that Tang man do, what kind of ecstasy soup did he give her to make her so trustworthy?

Song Zhicheng suddenly regretted it a little. If he hadn't been angry with her at the beginning, he would have quietly arranged for her an agent earlier, and now he would not have cut off Tang Zheng's beard.During that time, he just wanted to spend some more time to hone You Qian a little bit, but who knows, Tang Zhenglai suddenly appeared.

It made him in a dilemma now, because he didn't want to push her further away, so he could only let Tang Zheng stay by her side, and he had set up such a big rival in love for himself, Song Zhicheng was furious just thinking about it.

You Qian raised her eyes and looked at him firmly: "You said you would not interfere with my work."

Song Zhicheng was choked by her question, and said with a cold snort, "Who wants to interfere with your crappy job."

You Qian said lightly, "... that's good."

Song Zhicheng decided to change the subject, and asked, "Can't sleep?" He deliberately left for a while, because he knew that he was there, which might make her unable to sleep, but he didn't expect that she would not fall asleep when he came back.

You Qian didn't speak.

Song Zhicheng took out a chessboard from a locker on one side and said, "Then let's play chess."

Playing chess with Song Zhicheng?

Didn't you seek abuse yourself?
You Qian was a little reluctant: "I don't want to play."

Song Zhicheng looked at her and said softly: "Playing chess is easy to pass the time, otherwise, you want to do it and love to pass the time?"

You Qian was speechless.

Seeing the blush on her face, Song Zhicheng's eyes flickered slightly, and then he deliberately said with a straight face: "Practice with me first, improve your chess skills a little, and when Grandpa wakes up, I will ask you to play chess, and then don't play chess again." The one who lost me."

You Qian choked: "Who lost you?"

Song Zhicheng squinted at her: "Who plays chess with grandpa and always loses so ugly? It's not the one who loses me, but who else?"

You Qian opened his mouth to retort: ​​"I lost my own people, is it hindering you?"

No wonder, every time he used to play chess with his grandfather, Song Zhicheng would find time to play a game with his grandfather after he lost miserably.

It turned out that he was the one who hated himself and lost him.

But, who admits to being his?
Seeing her blushing and retorting, Song Zhicheng snorted, "Hmm... don't you look good when you lose yourself?"

You Qian was speechless, and glared at him: "I want to play chess, not Go." She can't beat Song Zhicheng at Go, at least she won't lose too badly in chess.

Song Zhicheng stopped and looked at her: "Yes."

Then, Song Zhicheng took out the chess pieces from the drawer and placed them one by one.

After the chess game was set, Song Zhicheng said, "You go out first, and let you eat a few."

This extremely conceited attitude, as if he couldn't beat him at all, really made people angry, You Qian looked at him with wide eyes, and asked, "How much do you want me to eat?"

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips: "How much do you want to eat first?"

You Qian stretched out his hand and said, "Two."

Song Zhicheng nodded: "Yes."

You Qian is not polite to him, she usually plays chess with grandpa, and grandpa often asks her to take a step first, take the cannon, and directly eat Song Zhicheng's rook and his bishop...

After a while, he stared at his dead chess game.You Qian's face darkened, "This game doesn't count, I'll start again."

Song Zhicheng has a good temper, and once again set the chess game, let her continue.

In the second set, lose.

In the third set, lose again.

In the fourth set, continue to lose.

loop a few times...

You Qian stared, eyes red with anger: "You did this on purpose, since you have decided to let me in, why do you want to eat my pawn?"

After consecutive defeats, she was really blown away by Song Zhicheng's calm and breezy expression, so she could better understand how it feels to be stamped with anger every time grandpa plays chess with him.

It's no wonder that after being angry with Song Zhicheng, Grandpa not only scolded Song Zhicheng, but also scolded her together, saying that she and Song Zhicheng were bullies, and both of them were annoying.

There was a dark light in Song Zhicheng's eyes, and he suddenly smiled lowly: "Then I deliberately lost to you once, so that you can vent your anger?"

You Qian pouted: "Who wants you to admit defeat on purpose?"

While talking, You Qian started to set up the chessboard without Song Zhicheng's instructions, and then said: "I'm starting, I'll change the method, eat this first..."

You Qian, who has already been excited, has a healthy blush on her pretty face, sparkling eyes, completely lost the defense she had when getting along with him, cramped and nervous...

Song Zhicheng nodded, very satisfied.

　Thank you: It's rare to be happy to give a reward, meh.

　　PS: I wanted to write chapter 4 today, but I didn't finish it.

　　PPS: I would like to ask on behalf of the author: In such a beautiful night, Mr. Song, you actually played chess with Duojin. Isn’t it planning to do something you love?Mr. Song: "Hmph, you ask too many questions."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)