Duanxin CEO: Hot Wife Arrogant As Fire

Chapter 117 Three Fields
The person who was paying attention to this side couldn't help laughing out loud.

The originally weird atmosphere dissipated immediately.

Xia Moying held a tissue in a little embarrassment, gently wiped Yu Lele's face, and spoke helplessly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. It was just..."

You are too close to yourself.

You wanted to speak, but you thought it was your fault, and you couldn't say it no matter what, you just pointed to the stool next to you.

"Aren't you hungry? Sit down and eat!"

After all, it was my fault.

The well-behaved Yu Lele rolled her dark eyes, and sat down very unclely.

"Do you think it's over? I'm a public figure. You just hurt my face."

So?

The chopsticks in Xia Moying's hand paused slightly.

"So, how about giving me two dishes every day? Just two."

Having just eaten a braised lion's head, she muttered, her eyes were bright and her mouth was still wide open.

She pinched the chopsticks and stretched out her hand to compare two fingers in front of Xia Moying.

Xia Moying sighed helplessly, why does it feel like a kind of dog skin plaster that can't be shaken off?

"Okay. If you give it to me, I will definitely bring you two copies."

But Xia Moying had already made up her mind that she would definitely and absolutely go back to discuss this issue with Gong Muliang at night.

Yu Lele's mouth was full of greasy food, his eyes were red, and he looked at the braised lion's head in front of him. He gave Xia Moying a thumbs up and nodded fiercely.

Emma, ​​this girl's unrestrained eating...

The corner of Xia Moying's mouth twitched helplessly, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

How hungry is this baby!
After lunch, Yu Lele rubbed the soles of her feet with oil and left the dressing room quickly, while Xia Moying continued to touch up her makeup and continue the afternoon shoot.

All the filming in the morning was between Xia Moying and Lu Mingchuan.

In the afternoon, everyone who had no show left, only Xia Moying and a few "villagers" whose names could not be named remained.

When Lu Mingchuan left, he asked Zhao Xia Moying specifically.

Filming in the afternoon, do you want him to take a tour?
Xia Moying firmly refused.

Asking for advice is asking for advice, but when the real knife and gun are on the field, she must still rely on herself.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling it slowly, Xia Moying walked to her seat and gestured "ok" to Ouluming.

But Ou Luming shouted into the arena regardless.

"Xia Moying, there are three scenes in the afternoon and one in the evening. I hope you can hold on, show your morning state, try not to be NG, and don't drag everyone down."

Shi Ende frowned fiercely, and spoke in a low voice.

"Hey, you know, it's easy to stress her out. This role is supposed to be..."

Having said this, he sighed heavily.

I wanted to find an old actor before, because this role is too bitter, if I can get into the play, I can get out of the play very quickly.

But now...

Although Xia Moying was a child that surprised them, but after all, this is too challenging and not everyone can handle it.

It was okay at the beginning, especially now, it has begun to enter a turning point.

It is the first climax of the film.

"Hmph, how do you know that what I bring to her is pressure? Don't you know that sometimes pressure can become motivation."

Ou Luming looked at Xia Moying who was walking in the field with bright eyes, and spoke a little excitedly.

Xia Moying adapted better and better than he imagined!
Shi Ende was obviously taken aback when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at the field.

The old lady was lying on a thin mattress covered with a shabby quilt, her face had countless wrinkles like buns.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and tightly held Xia Moying's little hand.

The muddy eyes stared straight at the ceiling, the mouth opened and closed a few times, and the bright tears trickled down the gully of the cheeks, and finally a ball of wetness formed on the pillow.

"He...he's dead!"

The trembling voice gathered into a few short words.

The oppressive atmosphere spread to the side.

In the narrow and dark room, Xia Moying's eyes were red and swollen, she bit her lips and nodded fiercely.

She reached out and grabbed her sleeve and wiped the tears on her face fiercely.

"Grandma, it's okay, there's me! There's a younger brother, and a younger sister. We're still a family. Grandma, you can't be okay..."

The two hugged each other and cried, and the sound of sobbing was endless.

In the ear, the child's cry sounded, and the old lady's originally cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with light.

Yes, boy!And kids!
She stretched out her hand and pinched Wang Lianxiang's arm heavily, fixed her eyes on him, and spoke every word.

"You...you have to promise me! Raise Dabaoer, raise Dabaoer!"

The son died, the husband passed away, and for a while, only the weak self and these children were left.

The old man burst into tears, and could only put all his life's hopes on his granddaughter.

The little granddaughter is always going to marry off, but the grandson is the root of their royal family!

"Okay, grandma, I promise you! I will definitely do it! My sister is crying, I will get her some corn paste to eat, grandma, go to sleep first, I will make medicine for you in a while, you will be fine, you will be fine OK."

Wiping away the tears on her face fiercely, Xia Moying sniffed, tried to strengthen herself, and spoke repeatedly.

It's just that the last sentence was repeated twice, as if to cheer up the other party, and it seemed to strengthen his confidence.

She stood up and looked back.

The red and swollen but bright eyes looked deeply at the old lady who was getting weaker and weaker on the bed, and the sadness in his heart was hard to restrain.

In just three months, tragedies happened one after another in the family, and all the burdens fell on the frail Wang Lianxiang.

"Crack!"

Just as Xia Moying turned her head to leave, the director directly called Ka.

He didn't say a word after that, but Shi Ende, who was next to him, found the excitement and complacency in his eyes.

It was the joy and pride of discovering the baby, and he knew it very well.

Squinting his eyes at Xia Moying, who was in the middle of the field applying makeup and memorizing his lines, his eyes moved slightly, but he remained silent.

"Remember, during this scene, you must grasp the mood of the task. It's the guilt towards grandma, the worry about your brother, the fear of what may happen in the future, and the panic when you just found out about it... ..."

At this moment, Ou Luming took the script and explained it to Xia Moying, his mouth was full of foam and his spirit was high.

Xia Moying remembered each one in her heart, looked at the script in her hand, slowly pondered her thoughts, recalled the pictures of the previous life, and then thought about how she should play, the collision of inspiration made her even tremble, and goosebumps stood up .

"Okay, director, I see."

She took a deep breath, held her head high, and walked towards her "battlefield" with great arrogance.

And Ou Luming also went back again, every step of the way was windy.

The sky was getting dark little by little, and when it felt almost the same, Ou Luming started to shout.

"Action!"

With an order, the people on the field began to move.

Wang Lianxiang's complexion was pale, her lips were trembling, and her face was full of panic and fear. She pulled her shoes and ran out of the house quickly, but she tripped over the threshold, the shoes flew, and she was tripped on the ground. Burning pain.

"Bao'er! Bao'er, Bao'er, don't scare your sister."

The door was wide open, and there was a strong stench in the room. The bed where Bao'er was sleeping was wet and sticky, not like water, but like blood.

The setting sun in the sky shrouded the earth, and the Huoshaoyun in the sky was especially gorgeous, like the blood stains still wet on Wang Lianxiang's hands.

Regardless of the scratches on her body, she rushed out the door with bare feet.

"Crack!"

With another order, Xia Moying's whole body collapsed on the ground, her palm felt a burning pain, luckily she was wearing thicker clothes on her knees, but at least it was black and blue when she knocked.

Rubbing her legs, she grinned and stood up from the ground. Behind her, Xia Feng immediately brought a chair and water and handed them to Xia Moying.

The makeup artist next to him also hurriedly touched up the makeup.

Olumi strode towards her.

"This needs to be taken quickly, can you still persist?"

It's not that I didn't see the wound, it's just that this scene is more important.

He looked at Xia Moying fixedly, but saw the other party smiled and nodded firmly at him.

"It can be!"

Ou Luming looked at her deeply and nodded.

"Okay, hard work."

Xia Moying shook her head.

I was away a few days ago, and my role was concentrated in the last few episodes, so I had to make up for it, and it might be easier after that.

Start shooting again, and change the scene again.

Xia Moying stood in front of the door, knocked vigorously on the door, and shouted inside.

"Sixth Uncle and Sixth Aunt, open the door! Bao'er is gone! Sixth Uncle and Sixth Aunt!"

"Open the door!"

After knocking on this house, she quickly moved to the next house and continued to knock like this.

"Uncle Wu, open the door! Help me, you help me!"

The shrill voice pierced the tranquility of the night, and Wang Lianxiang's cry echoed throughout the quiet mountain village.

From time to time, the wooden door creaked and opened, and a series of footsteps began to come from around.

"Isn't this Lianxiang? What's wrong?"

"Yeah! I was eating at home when I heard the child shout!"

"Don't worry, speak clearly slowly, what's wrong?"

Wang Lianxiang wiped the tears off her face with her hand, and sobbed.

"Bao'er, Bao'er is gone!"

what?
Everyone and the Wang family have been neighbors for many years.

Recently, this family didn't know what kind of evil spirit they had attracted. Everyone in the family left, only the orphan and widow were left. It seemed that life was sad, but now...

Immediately, there was a profuse sweat rushing towards the Wang family.

"I'm going to see what's going on?"

And several women stayed behind to comfort Wang Lianxiang, seeing how pitiful she was crying, they all shook their heads and sighed.

This Wang family is really...

More and more people gathered around and began to ask about the situation.

(End of this chapter)