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"Screenwriter Qin, you're here." Seeing Qin Youle coming in, Li Changji asked proudly, "look at the setting this time. Should it still be in line with what you imagined in your original book?"

This is the interior layout. A very classical bedroom belongs to Shangguan, the eldest son of the Lord's residence.

"Good." Qin Youle nodded. She walked around and looked, "Li Changji, you are more and more handy now."

Li Changji touched the tuft of beard on his chin: "screenwriter Qin, of course, you don't see who I am."

Qin Youle covered his mouth and smiled happily: "Li Changji will take care of this play."

Qin Youle usually has the most contact with Li Changji. Every time Li Changji is set, he will ask her to go over and see if it is in line with Qin Youle's thoughts.

"Screenwriter Qin, the best way to calm rumors is not to explain some things."

Qin Youle turned his head and looked at Li Changji. Li Changji is very calm there now.

"Thank you." Knowing that Li Changji should comfort her, Qin Youle moved the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Li Changji, song leads them here." A staff member said.

Qin Youle looked back and saw a group of people coming. Su Rui walked behind song Tingchen with the help of her assistant, and he Mo followed behind.

Qin Youle was surprised to see he Mo's ancient costume. He Mo, dressed in white and with long hair, is Qin Youle's elegant, erudite and elegant young master Shangguan Xin.

Su Rui also wore a white gauze skirt. Her long hair clothes like ink were placed behind her head, revealing a full and smooth forehead. The small black mole between her eyebrows and eyes added a trace of amorous feelings.

Song Tingchen walked straight past Qin Youle, and the staff carrying the camera also walked past her.

Qin Youle felt that someone was secretly looking at her. When she turned back, she found nothing.

"He Mo, Su Rui, you two come and check your lines." Wearing a black cap, song Tingchen waved to he Mo and Su Rui. This is what must be done before shooting each play.

"Go." Chen Fen gently pushed Su Rui out.

He Mo didn't wait for Su Rui. He walked over first with a thick script in his hand.

"He Mo, you sit here." Song Tingchen pointed to a chair and said, "the general background of this play is that after su man was sold to the Lord's house, he broke into Shangguan's new study by chance."

"Where's su Rui? You'll come in flustered from outside the room. Now, you two have to match your lines when you meet. "

Su Rui nodded.

"Who?"

"Shh!"

"Who are you? What are you doing in this childe's study? "

……

"The tone at this time should be naughty." Song Tingchen stood aside and corrected, "Suman's early stage is still lively and playful, so when meeting Shangguan Xinxin for the first time, she should show her innocent side."

"OK." Su Rui gave song Tingchen a big smile.

Looking at Su Rui's smile on song Tingchen, Qin Youle seems to understand something.

"OK, now get ready!" Song Tingchen shouted at the top of his voice.

"Come on, go away."

"OK, are you ready?"

The staff present were busy.

"Who is it?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, shangguanxin shouted alertly. As soon as he was about to stand up, he saw a thin woman break in.

"Shh!" Suman was startled when she heard Shangguan's new voice. She covered her chest and put her hand on her mouth.

Seeing the woman coming in, Shangguan Xinjian frowned slightly. Through the candle light, he vaguely saw the woman's face. He felt that the woman's eyes surprised him more than his beautiful face.

"Who are you?" Shangguanxin asked in a low voice. He still had a scroll in his hand.

At the smell of ink, Suman took a deep breath.

"Who are you?" Shangguan's new tone was already a little impatient.

"Su man, the maid of the second lady of the Lord's residence." Su man bowed slightly to Shangguan Xin. Although she didn't know who was sitting here, she also thought it was the son of a lady.

"Maidservant?" Shangguan glanced at Suman. "Can you read?"

"Know some." Suman whispered. Although her voice was small, it was neither humble nor arrogant, nor did she have the slightest sense of fear.

"There are not many slaves who can read." Hearing Suman's words, Shangguan Xin had a little more appreciation in his eyes.

……

"Card! Good! " Song Tingchen's dull voice rang out in the room.

He Mo immediately stood up. A happy smile appeared on his face. There were too few scenes to go over again.

"OK, let's go and have a rest. In two hours, shoot the next play!" The deputy director shouted. In addition to some technicians, others came out of the room one after another.

"Director Song, let's play it back now." Deputy director Li said.

Song Tingchen turns back to look for Qin Youle. It happens that Qin Youle has just come to the door.

"Look first." Song Tingchen patted deputy director Li on the shoulder and stood up.

"Alas, director Song!" What else does deputy director Li want to say? Song Tingchen has stood up and walked out.

"Qin Youle." Walking behind Qin Youle, song Tingchen shouted.

"Scared the hell out of me!" Suddenly, song Tingchen called. Qin Youle was startled. She covered her chest and said unhappily, "say it, what's the matter!"

Seeing that Qin Youle's lips were pale and seemed really frightened, song Tingchen asked anxiously, "what's the matter? Are you okay? I didn't even want to scare you. "

Indeed, song Tingchen simply caught up and called Qin Youle without any other special actions.

"Er..." Qin Youle was a little embarrassed. She was thinking about something just now, so she didn't hear the footsteps behind her. "What's the matter with you?"

"Come with me." Song Tingchen could not help but reach out and grabbed Qin Youle's wrist and walked aside.

"Song Tingchen, what are you doing?" Qin Youle subconsciously took her hand out of song Tingchen's hand. She looked around to see if anyone saw this scene. Fortunately, no one saw it.

Song Tingchen's throat moved up and down. He didn't know what Qin Youle was worried about. Although he and Qin Youle tried to avoid contact, the crew still had some gossip about them.

"In the morning, Su Rui embarrassed you?" Song Tingchen said calmly, but his eyes were full of worry.

"Nothing." Qin Youle also replied lightly. She can see Su Rui's trick. She will pay attention to it next time.

Moreover, Qin Youle generally chooses to ignore those who have no feelings for her without asking for trouble.

Song Tingchen saw a flicker of worry in Qin Youle's eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Qin Youle, are you hiding something from me?"

"Ah?" Qin Youle raised her eyes and touched song Tingchen's eyes. After facing song Tingchen's breathtaking eyes, Qin Youle flustered down her eyes. She is not good at lying.

"Something on your mind?" Song Tingchen's tone rose slightly.

"No." Qin Youle directly denied that Qiao Qianyou and her things, she can only choose to rot in her mind.

"Qin..."

"Nothing, I'll go." Qin Youle quickly walked away from Song Tingchen with his head down.

Looking back at Qin Youle's back, song Tingchen flashed a worry in his eyes. He didn't know what Qin Youle was afraid of.

Night fell.

Sitting in a taxi, Qin Youle's psychology was in a state of confusion. The taxi drove quickly to the Qin family.

"Miss."

"Yes." Qin Youle nodded slightly. She saw Qin Huai sitting in the living room at a glance.

"Dad!" In front of Qinhuai, Qin Youle grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously.

"Well, come on, Youle, sit next to Dad." Qin Huai looked at Qin Youle and said lovingly.

"Dad, is there anything you want me to do?" It's rare that Qin Huai is so close to her. Qin Youle is not used to it. The relationship between her and Qinhuai is basically peaceful, neither alienated nor close.

"Ha ha ha!" Qin Huai suddenly laughed. He put his hand on Qin Youle's shoulder and said with a smile, "Youle, you still hide it from your father?"

Qin Youle looked at Qin Huai suspiciously and shook her head. She didn't know what Qin Huai meant.

"Silly daughter, do you still want to surprise your father at that time!" The smile on Qin Huai's face didn't disappear. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Hukou book from the folder beside the table.

"Dad..." looking at the Hukou book, Qin Youle's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Come on, take the Hukou book." Qin Huai personally handed the Hukou book to Qin Youle. He looked at Qin Youle and said lovingly, "Youle, over the years, dad has been busy working and often ignores you. Your mother is lying in the hospital bed again. I feel very ashamed of you and your mother."

Looking at Qin Huai's red eyes, Qin Youle shook his head, and big tears fell from her cheeks. If there is no grievance, it must be false, but where does she have the right to blame Qin Huai?

"Dad, you're serious." Qin Youle reached out and wiped away the tears from his face. "I see your hard work these years."

Qin Huai smiled happily: "Youle, it's best for you to think so."

Qin Youle's mouth moved.

"Youle, originally I wanted to calculate the day for you, but Qianyou said he had agreed with you to get the certificate this Friday. I don't think it has much to do with it. It's just up to you two."

"Dad!" Hearing Qin Huai's words, Qin Youle's eyes lit up. She said with a light smile, "Dad, I think we'd better let the fortune teller look at the eight characters of our birthday. After all, this is the life event of Qian You and me. I think it's better to be more careful."

Qin Huai nodded approvingly at Qin Youle: "I said the same to Qian you, but I let the fortune teller read your eight characters before. You two are still a good match."

"I think we should take a look at the specific wedding day for the sake of insurance."

"Youle?" Qin Huai looked at Qin Youle and asked slowly for a long time, "Youle, you don't want to marry Qianyou, so you want to delay time?"

Qin Youle was stunned and said with a smile, "Dad, how could it be? Since we have discussed it, I naturally agree."

"Really?" Qin Huai still asked anxiously.

"Yes."

"That's good. Don't worry. Qianyou will be a good husband and you will be happy in the future." Qin Huai said earnestly.