His Long Love

After all the performance competitions are over, there is the last big play to be recorded today, which is a continuous play to be performed by all the groups.

It is also the play that Chen Xiao and Meng Qingge rehearsed for a long time.

Meng Qingge is sitting in the dressing room, looking at himself in the mirror and constantly giggling. His hand unconsciously touches the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

Thinking of those affectation words just said on the stage, neither she nor Ji Wanzhou will tell them in life. Taking this opportunity, I know that the level of love words of Ji Wanzhou is really not low.

"Take a look at Meng Qingge, a smirk on his face." Lin Shuying can't see the good things of Meng Qingge. Originally, she wanted to shine brilliantly on this stage, but she did not expect to make a foil for Meng Qingge.

Think of here, Lin Shuying is more resentful, even the expression on his face is almost uncontrollable.

"Some people say that grapes are sour if they can't eat grapes, but some people just become sour and stinky."

"Ha ha ha." The girl's expression was so interesting that the little actors around her laughed.

Meng Qingge looks in the mirror and finds that it is the girl who came to ask him to sign his name before. She learns from her, and Meng Qingge also laughs.

She took a look, sitting next door, Lin Shuying, who was also making up her make-up, and remembered a few scenes of rehearsal before.

"Pa" Meng Qingge slapped Lin Shuying's face. For the sake of the program's effect, he didn't borrow a seat or stand in, which was a real fight.

Meng Qingge had no good impression on Lin Shuying. She thought she would not like it, but she really tolerated it.

This point is to change Meng Qingge's view. A person who pays so much for something he likes will not be too bad.

"One more time." The director is already a little impatient, wave to interrupt directly say again.

Meng Qingge had to take a deep breath and save enough strength to smile apologetically at Lin Shuying, "I'm sorry, I'll fight for this one time."

Meng Qingge slapped hard, no hands left, just a little slack in strength, otherwise Lin Shuying's face five finger marks will be very obvious.

"Stop, Meng Qingge, you are not tough enough. Force, don't stop The director is not happy to show his displeasure. This section still fails to achieve the effect he wants.

Meng Qingge also some entanglement, the more in the heart and apology, the more can not start.

After thinking about it, she still felt that she couldn't go on fighting over and over again. She suggested to the director, "the director should borrow his seat, otherwise it would hurt Lin Shuying, and other parts of the play would not be easy to perform."

"No, the biggest problem is you." The director repeated an action more than ten times, and his patience had already run out. "If you want people to be beaten less, you should look at your own problems more, and don't always think about opportunism."

Meng Qingge bit his teeth and walked back. This time, he didn't leave any strength. He hit Lin Shuying's head, and even Lin Shuying walked two steps along the strength.

"OK, this is OK. Next scene."

Meng Qingge this just gave a breath, at this time will play the first play.

She looked at Lin Shuying's left face, still a little swollen, but she still won't leave her hands this time.

"The first act is good. Prepare for the second act immediately." After all, the director has been recording for nearly a whole day, and everyone is very tired.

In the next scene, before the curtain rises, Meng Qingge needs to stay on a platform nearly the second floor height, and will prepare a flying action.

Everyone also how busy preparation work, Meng Qingge bored out has been lipstick, in front of the mirror make-up, save time.

As the curtain fell, the light in her position was very dim. The mirror in her hand shook and suddenly found a hand sticking out of the curtain behind her.

But when she saw clearly, there was no time to react. Meng Qingge felt the heavy force behind her and fell down from the high platform.

Meng Qingge falls rapidly and his head is blank.

"Dong"

Meng Qingge's brush fell on the ground straightly, and Meng Qingge could not bear the pain.

Fortunately, the stage is not high, and the thick air cushion on the ground is ready. Meng Qingge falls down and hardly feels any pain.

But hearing this sound, all the people preparing for the work were shocked. Before the performance started, why did they jump down?

, and the pressure hasn't been lifted yet!

"How are you?" Chen Xiao rushes over at the first time and helps Meng Qingge.

"I," Meng Qingge originally wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with me, but if so, some people would attack him in the performance for a while. It's better to make a plan simply. Meng Qingge turned his words and said, "my leg hurts, like a fracture."

Meng Qingge mischievous winks at Chen Xiao. Chen Xiaoli receives the signal and roars, "you won't be so careless. Who did it?"This roar provoked Ji Wanzhou, who was waiting outside. He came in and saw Meng Qingge fall on the mat, frowning tightly and saying coldly, "check it for me."

"What a pity. How could such a thing happen?" Lin Shuying is standing in the Hou Tai room. Her eyes are moist. She doesn't look very sympathetic to Meng Qingge.

"Hypocritically, at that time you were the nearest. Why didn't you go to help a sister Qingge?" The little girl indignantly took Lin Shuying a word.

Was it the closest? Meng Qingge seems to have suddenly caught a key point, Lin Shuying was doing what will be so close to her.

All of a sudden, Meng Qingge's aura suddenly appeared, and she seemed to know who was the "behind the scenes".

"At that time, there was only Miss Meng on the top. Who could have climbed so high to frame her?" The director is very innocent, only Meng Qingge's position is alone on the stage. It just happens that the makeup artist has not gone up yet, so there is no evidence of who framed him.

Meng Qingge looked around the people have gradually surrounded, he thought, the time is almost.

"I was pushed, of course, and the evidence was on her own." Meng Qingge suddenly stood up and pointed to the crowd in front of him.

"Aren't you broken?" The director looked at Meng Qingge's rising speed so fast, and felt that there was a bad premonition that floated up again.

"I don't say I'm broken. How can I find out who killed me?" Meng Qingge said with a strong sense.

The director has nothing to say. You look good. You are right.

"That's right." Ji Wanzhou stood beside Qingge to support him.

This time, even if anyone has any opinions, they dare not put forward them.

Meng Qingge said a few words in Ji Wanzhou's ear, and Ji Wanzhou personally took Laohei to the periphery of the crowd.

"The person who just pushed me, the cuff was touched by me with lipstick. Whoever has lipstick mark on his cuff is the hand under him." Meng Qingge said loudly to the people around.