The Queen is Coming To the Bowl

When the work started the next day, the whole crew was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Xie Yuanyi and Qiao Qiao almost laughed when they saw Guo Zisong wearing sunglasses and Ge You paralyzed.

"It's so funny, I must record this moment of dark history." Qiao Qiao quietly raised her phone and captured Guo Zisong's red face, crooked sunglasses, and crooked sleeping posture on the camera.

Lying on a chair after being drunk, he would have slept lightly. Now that the crew is working, Guo Zisong wakes up soon after the crowd is noisy. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a camera that had been magnified countless times in front of him.

He laughed and scolded: "Put your nose on your face, is this worthy of yesterday's chicken legs!"

Relying on the fact that he was only wearing a neck-mounted camera today, the shooter dexterously avoided it: "As you explained, everything interesting on the set must be filmed!"

Qiao Qiao paused, his eyes became vigilant, and quietly said to Xie Yuanyi: "Then, aren't we..."

"Just know?" Xie Yuanyi was once again stunned by her slowness, and shook her head in amazement, "I suddenly have a hunch that today's interview will be very exciting."

Qiao Qiao: "..." Why is there an ominous premonition.

Qiao Qiao angrily found a chair and sat down. Anyway, she had the ability to pretend to be an uncle in front of Xie Yuanyi, and put on a arrogant look: "It's not just an interview, I've already prepared it."

"Yes, yes, you are the best." Everything his wife said was right, and Xie Yuanyi obviously understood this very well.

Qiao Qiao was appeased, and she followed Xie Yuanyi's way yesterday, and took the initiative to go to the radio engineer and ask to raise the microphone.

The radio work seems to be mechanical and simple, but it is actually very hard. It can't be too far away from the actors, nor can the microphone enter the lens to cause "passing through". The long microphone pole is very heavy to hold, and ordinary people can record a scene with their arms. acid for half an hour.

It's not that Qiao Qiao likes the job of radio, but instead of staying in the rest area, it's better to work with Xie Yuanyi. However, she couldn't do any other work except radio.

Xie Yuanyi saw Qiao Qiao holding the radio, and raised her eyebrows: "You can go to the monitor and watch, the same."

Qiao Qiao shook her head stubbornly: "It's not the same."

"Why is it different? The director can see it more clearly."

Qiao Qiao said firmly: "If you don't go, you won't go, I know best here."

Xie Yuanyi smiled and said nothing, closed his eyes and began to brew his emotions.

Qiao Qiao secretly pouted. She can't even see this little thought, this guy really doesn't understand style!

Later, when Qiao Qiao lowered her head to adjust the equipment, she did not notice the flash of smile in Xie Yuanyi's eyes looking at her.

Time passed day by day, and the progress was hurriedly slowing down, and it was time to finish the filming of "Mingyue Promenade".

Xie Yuanyi put on old-age makeup, her white hair was sparse, wrinkles covered her entire face and hands, and her lips were concealed by a bluish-white concealer. The gray contact lenses covered the original pair of black pupils, and the remaining anger was pulled away.

Xie Yuanyi stood on the ground with his eyes closed. She is not young anymore, and a few thin lines began to climb up at the corners of her eyes, like branches and leaves, allowing those eyes to carry more colors.

As soon as the alcohol was withdrawn, Guo Zisong's nerves were still sensitive. When he saw Xie Yuanyi like this, he knew that she had entered the state, and immediately turned on the walkie-talkie: "All departments, the last game, prepare!"

Xie Yuanyi opened his eyes, turned around and nodded towards Guo Zisong.

"action!"

Three years later.

Compared to the ten years he had been separated from Gu Anjun, three years was really not too long. But the process of life has never been carried out evenly and regularly. It seems that the disappearance of personnel has been accelerating. From family members to lovers, to his own flesh and blood, Fang Qinglan is constantly experiencing demise.

The so-called war is just a turntable game in which you sing and I appear, and it is always the unarmed people who lick blood with the tip of a knife. After burying the bodies of Gu Anjun and his son, Fang Qinglan was so tired that she could no longer squeeze a single tear.

Going around in circles, people are going to die after all, so why is all this necessary?

After going around, she returned to the promenade where her heart was pounding and she was drinking and drinking.

The once sturdy and beautiful covered bridge has become dilapidated after more than ten years of wind and rain.

Fang Qinglan is also old. She was only in her thirties, but she looked no different from the old Yu who was in her twilight years. He stepped on it staggeringly, kicked away the thick dust with one foot, and made a squeaking sound with the other.

The wind blew a strand of white hair onto her face, and the tiny itchy touch reminded her of the fluffy flower in her heart when Gu Anjun's lips passed by.

"Kiss me, you are part of my Fang family!"

"I, I was not careful! It's not that you came over by yourself..."

"You underestimate me, but instead rely on me? Either let me kiss one, or come to my Fang's house. The position of the second lady is given to you."

Fang Qinglan brought the strand of white hair to her mouth and rubbed it back and forth, the whisper in her mouth was ripped to pieces by the wind: "It was my kiss, it should be me who went to Gu's house."

One step at a time, the fluttered dust opened up memories that had not been picked up for a long time.

"You are also a girl, why do you like drinking so much?"

"The wine I stole from daddy, you can taste it, you are not allowed to drink it again this time."

"Madam wants to give me to a small county magistrate, but I don't want to get married at all, I just want... just want to be with you."

"I'm getting married too. You said, if we both learned martial arts and horse riding when we were kids, would we be able to elope?"

Big, turbid tears flowed out of the eyes for an unknown amount of time. In the end, the pair of gray pupils lost their focus and looked like two wells that had been drained of water, embedded in the cracked big ones. The ground screamed silently.

"After being discovered by my wife, she promised me to a butcher... I really don't want to think back to the day I got married."

"I've been pregnant too, and they've all fallen out. He beats people every day, and the doctor said he'd never be able to conceive in his stomach. It's pretty good."

"Let's go together tonight, your child will be mine from now on."

On the agreed night, Fang Qinglan waited from evening to dawn, and finally came to a cold body. Since then, her heart has been riddled with holes like Gu Anyu until it rotted away.

The bustling urban area in the past has now become extremely depressed, and the covered bridges are winding and deserted. Fang Qinglan walked slowly to the line where they met back then, and turned around, leaving only her back in the picture.

The camera gradually zooms out and rises, and finally freezes on the dark yellow sky in the distance.

Is the sky dark clouds or colorful clouds?

"Card!" Guo Zisong suddenly stood up with force, his mind went blank for a few seconds, and then he shouted into the walkie-talkie, ""The Promenade of the Moon", finish!"

The whole set suddenly burst into warm applause. Each department is now restless in front of its own machine, bouncing around and hugging the people around. Joy, reluctance, laughter, and weeping are all mixed together and hovering around.

Qiao Qiao, who has filmed three dramas and has experienced three finalizations, also has red eyes again at this time. This is the story she and Xie Yuanyi experienced together.

"It's a great performance." Qiao Qiao smiled and looked at Xie Yuanyi who was walking towards her, and took the initiative to hug her.

Guo Zisong took the lead in coaxing: "Hey yo yo, this is the show."

No matter how they kissed me before, I was always in the lounge area, and it was the first time I was in front of so many people on the set. So in fact, everyone's ideas are the same as Guo Zisong, but he is more upright.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it, but Xie Yuanyi got excited when she said that, she directly held Qiao Qiao's face and kissed it.

"Wow!"

"Congradtulations!"

"Married! Married!"

There was a director who took the lead in roaring, and it was so explosive right now that the sad atmosphere during the filming just now was swept away, and it was instantly replaced by cheers.

The whole set was filled with the happiness of being a single dog, and everyone had the smile of an old mother on their faces.

Guo Zisong was excited, and poured another bottle of beer. Relying on his drunkenness, he began to talk to everyone about the gossip when he was filming "Misty Rain Tower", which made everyone fascinated.

"Idol script writer!"

"But my male **** is a boxer, alas, probably missed this life."

"Didn't they have an interview tonight? Let's go to the corner!"

Qiao Qiao leaned against Xie Yuanyi's warm embrace of China, listening to the blessings and gossip from all directions, and felt an unprecedented fulfillment in her heart.

What a prank opportunity!

Taking advantage of Guo Zisong's drunken eyes, the people who followed Guo Zisong gave him a sloppy look, and they coaxed him into three or three ways. Then Ge You was paralyzed.

A minute later, the film's official blog posted a video.

In the video, Xie Yuanyi and Qiao Qiao hug each other intimately. Although they wear one ancient costume and the other modern one, they match each other according to how they look.

The two of them lived up to their expectations with a kiss amid the roar of "kiss, hug and hold high" and "marriage! Marriage!".

"Wash your hands and come back and forward 6000?"

"Is it on the hot search so quickly! It's incredible, Xie Qiao's tag traffic is so explosive!"

Xie Yuanyi and Qiao Qiao kissed in public, it's hard not to explode!

Not surprisingly, the fans went crazy.

"Have you invited a group to perform at Mingyue Promenade? If so, they will be very happy!"

"Either don't come out, as soon as it comes out, it will be the sweet candy of the century. Oh, your old thank you will always be your old thank you."

"Hee hee, the crew accidentally spoiled it. I guess Xie Yuanyi traveled from ancient times to modern times and then had a love affair with Qiao Qiao. I'm looking forward to the feature film!"

"Xie Yuanyi: Even if my mother is 60 years old and wrapped in a sack, she is still suicidal."

In the lounge used for interviews, Qiao Qiao was bored and nervous scanning Weibo, flipping page after page of comments, the corners of her mouth were unconsciously stained with a sweet smile, but she muttered dissatisfiedly: " Obviously I am also very Su, how come no one praises me!"

Xie Yuanyi has changed back to her everyday clothes. After filming, she can finally let go of her stomach and eat a spicy meal. She picked a piece of ham sausage to Qiao Qiao's mouth: "Su is reflected in every detail of life. For example, if you think about it now, have you never fed me anything like this?"

Qiao Qiao rolled her eyes, deliberately took a big bite of ham sausage, and raised her chin to Xie Yuanyi's mouth: "Come on, be happy, are you happy to feed you like this?"

Although very naive, Xie Yuanyi still held back her laughter and accompanied her to complete the wonderful way of eating ham with you.

The ham sausage is not very delicious at first, but after being dipped in the spicy and spicy soup, the deliciousness of the sausage is immediately brought out, especially for people like Xie Yuanyi who have not been exposed to oily smell for half a year. , it can be said to be a godsend deliciousness.

Xie Yuanyi finished the ham sausage with satisfaction, and then sincerely praised: "Happy, I am very happy with what my daughter-in-law feeds."

At the door of the room, I silently listened to the reporter brother at the foot of the wall for a long time: "..."

The interview time is up, but should he knock on this door or not?

The author has something to say: the interview will be updated in the middle of the night today, if not, you can report me.

Reason for reporting: The author's fungus is so cute and powerful that it makes people so cute that they have nosebleeds!