MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 267 Feeling of powerlessness in coping with fate

   The situation rarely occurs during filming.

   It's just that she wasn't very interested after the filming ended recently.

   Often sit alone in a daze, silent.

   At the beginning, the director thought she was in a mental state while filming, and planned to find some time to have a good chat with Ying Jing.

   But every time she was filming, she was doing so well.

   is the most powerful of all.

   didn't even need him to point out anything, he could solve everything quickly.

   I really can’t find an excuse to have a heart-to-heart talk.

   On this day, everyone rested on the set while having lunch. Holding the thermos cup, the director slowly paced to Yingjing's side.

   After turning around in a circle, he turned back inadvertently.

   Ziyue was in a panic and was still coaxing.

   Recently, my appetite is not very good, and I don’t eat much at each meal.

  Although I ate more than other actresses, I ate at least half less than before.

   Ziyue was afraid that she would get sick, so she would ask her every day if she felt any discomfort. It's normal, except that no one is around. Once you become a person sitting there, it's like letting go of the whole person.

  The director deliberately slipped around her for several times without being found.

  It's a big deal!

   Something must have gone wrong.

   "As the occasion!"

   "Well. Director, do you have any orders?"

As soon as the    voice fell, she had an answer, and the reply was so fast that the director didn't even respond.

  Dare she always knew.

   "You know how many times I've been around here?"

  Nodding at the sights, otherwise. It's so obvious that everyone can see it!

  If people don't speak, she can't come up and talk first.

   "You have something to say."

   The director sighed and pulled over the small bench beside him to sit next to him. The occasion is a good seedling, as long as you insist on it, you will definitely become popular in the future. "Have you had problems with acting recently?"

   "No, I think I acted pretty well."

  Director: He is also quite confident hahaha~

  The conversation is blocked, how can I continue to chat on this day.

   "The assistant director said that he often sees you resting in a daze recently, and your eyes are empty. Don't hold it back in your heart. If you have any acting problems, you can contact me. Or if there is anything in life, you can take a two-day break."

   "Okay, Director."

   Then there is no then.

   I can’t talk anymore on this day.

   If nothing else, let’s be dedicated to the job. In that year, apart from Lu Yi, Time was the one drama that I didn't need to worry about.

  The actors are all hardworking and capable.

  Without innate advantages, acquired diligence can make up for one’s weakness.

   There is almost no NG like the scene, and I was shot over and over again without complaint when I was occasionally dragged down by the opponent actors.

   did not complain and helped each other.

  The filming progress has been prolonged again and again, and the director is so happy that he wants to let them go back to rest for a few days after the filming of this city and gather at the filming place in the next city.

   As soon as the idea came out, almost everyone agreed.

  There is no opinion on the occasion.

   Instead, Ziyue was a little worried.

   Change to the one who always knows that being able to rest and adapt to the situation is definitely the first time to jump up and be happy.

   Rest means seeing Wen Fucheng.

   She will definitely be excited.

   But now, so calm. Ziyue's heart skipped a beat, and then she thought of the recently rumored rumors that President Wen's president was being fostered.

   This kind of big boss should be a very face-saving person!

   Will the two quarrel in private?

   As an assistant who was specially put by Wen Fucheng by Ying Jing's side, although the boss didn't clearly say that Ying Jing must tell him in time if there is anything. She still secretly sent a message to Wen Fucheng even though she was holding two equal high wages.

   The boss didn't reply, but he should see it.

   After all, Wen Fucheng deliberately asked her to add a private number.

  Wen Fucheng not only saw it, but also directly instructed Zhang Yang to book a flight ticket.

   "Just order one, you don't have to follow."

   "Okay, boss."

   Zhang Yang went out of the office to book a ticket, not letting him go quietly, he must be a surprise for Yingjing.

   The scene in W City will end in five days.

  Everyone went to Anseong where the last city was shot.

   I heard that the city’s security is not particularly good at night, and there are often drunks and conflicts on the streets. There are no major risks, but there are quite a few minor problems.

  The director transferred some equipment in advance.

  People heard that things had been stolen before they went there.

   He was so angry that he rushed over overnight.

   At this time, I decided to rest in the hotel for a bowl, and everyone else left one after another. Those who had a notice went to the notice, and those who went home went home.

   Ziyue thought about it and asked her.

   "Jingbao, what about us? Are we going back to the imperial capital or back to Shanghai! Assistant Zhang said that President Wen is in Shanghai."

   Sounded uninterested, waved his hand and said he was going to sleep.

  Ziyue left the bedroom and tossed and turned in the living room.

   What Yingjing doesn't want to say, no one can know half of it from her mouth.

  …

  The people outside the door are worried.

  The people in the room couldn't sleep and stared at the ceiling. Recently, she felt more and more powerless towards fate.

  I don't know how long it took to fall asleep.

   In a daze, she felt something heavy beside her, but she couldn't wake up.

   The whole person was in a nightmare.

   In her dream, she went back to the past, the city where she once lived.

   There is where she was born and raised.

   Familiar streets, acquaintances, and everything in the past.

   She has lived for decades in the book, but in real life it doesn't seem that long has passed.

   woke up in a panic, sitting in the middle of the bed sweating profusely.

  The moonlight was thick on the top of the trees outside the window. When the scene turned around, he found that the light was still on outside the crack of the door. It was three o'clock in the middle of the night. Who hasn't slept yet?

  Submonth?

   put on shoes and walked out.

After    opened the door, I heard a sound of keyboard tapping, from the dark room to the bright living room. In front of the eyes is the figure of a man, sitting in front of the dining table with a laptop, typing on the keyboard intently.

   seems to have not found her yet.

  Yingjing planned to make a sneak attack, took off his shoes and walked slowly behind him, his raised hands just about to come forward to cover his eyes.

   Buttoned her slender waist with a backhand from one side of her body, and pulled the whole thing into the man's arms.

  The stool rubbed against the ground.

   was so frightened that he quickly reached out and put his arms around his neck.

   To fall two people fall together.

   There was no unexpected pain, and the stool did not turn over.

   She was nestled in Wen Fucheng's arms.

   "How do you know I'm here?" She walked very lightly, even breathing lightly, without making a sound.

   There is no voice, but the smell of the body cannot be changed, especially a perfume that she often uses.

   "When did you come?" She didn't know and no one told her.

   "Looking at how busy you are, you were so tired that you fell asleep and couldn't bear to wake up."

   Yingjing was a little guilty when she said this, and she was not very busy. It's just that people have been out of shape recently. Wen Fucheng, a person with such a keen mind, can definitely hear the difference in the situation during the chat.

   "It's okay, I can rest in the next few days."

   "Yeah." He didn't ask much about the specifics. Someone told him what he should know.