MTL - Qingge-Chapter 75 My understanding

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In order not to make up the flowers, Mu Jing drank the small bowl of lotus seeds in a very elegant manner, and let Wang Yang share the fruits brought by Qingge to the same crew, so he stood up and took care of his clothes. , Laughed: "Qingge, I'm going to film, should I watch?"

"Hey, is it okay? Will it disturb you for filming?" Qing Ge curiously said that it would be nice to be able to watch, but he was afraid he would disturb others.

Mu Jing pointed to a box of dim sum in the insulated box: "This is not for me. Go and see Zhang Dao together. You have to cooperate next time. It ’s good if you are familiar. Zhang Dao is easy-going. "

Unable to hold back the curiosity, Qing Ge followed Mu Jing to film the movie, but he didn't take food, and he was not stupid. He gave Zhang Dao food in front of so many people. Isn't this strange? So just let Mu Jing's assistant send it over.

"Okay, everyone is in place." The court was set up.

Qing Ge was sitting on the small bench next to him, holding his chin and watching Mu Xiong playing in the sky. He sighed in his heart, this face value, this acting skills, really great, as a melon-eating crowd is particularly enjoyable.

This scene was a male first and a male second scene. Mu Huan and Ruan Xing met several times, but they were always stuck. Ruan Xing is also aware of his problems and frequently apologizes, but the more he apologizes, the more nervous he becomes.

"Ka, Ruan Xing, your relationship is not in place, take a break and come again." The deputy director shouted with a loud speaker.

Qing Ge frowned, looked up, and only knew Mu Jing's assistant. He whispered, "Hello, can you show me Mu's script? I'm just curious, or if you tell me about the second man What role does it play? "

Wang Yang froze, but he wasn't good at acting, so he passed the script. The young man's relationship with Mu Ge was definitely not an ordinary friend, so it was ok to come.

Qing Ge turned it over and got a general understanding. In fact, he didn't read it in full, but couldn't hold up Mu Jing's homework. After reading a part, plus Mu Jing's notes, he probably knew it.

When being stopped again, the director asked Ruan Xing to go back and adjust again, and Mu Jing returned to the seat here.

Qing Ge watched him come back, and someone had made tea and water. He raised his paw weakly: "Mu, can I say a few words?"

Mu Jing laughed at him and nodded: "What are you polite to me? Say."

"I don't think the second man's feelings are in place. He was unwilling to succumb to the people first, and he regretted it after he knew the truth, but there was more than that--" Qing Ge said slowly.

"Oh, what else? Come and listen."

Before Qing Qing's words were finished, he was heard by Zhang Dao who just passed here. He was a little surprised. This kid, you said he didn't understand the world, and he secretly gave you some food to eat, but you said he had Think about it, but don't see him come close.

After waiting for so long, he just didn't come to say hello and sat far away, just like a schoolboy who listened to class well. At the beginning, Mr. Duan said that he was lazy. When he left the shopkeeper, he thought he was polite. After this period of time, he finally confirmed that he was really lazy. Everything is under the responsibility of his personal assistant Xiao Li.

Qing Ge was startled by the sound that suddenly appeared behind him. Looking back, it was Zhang Dao, a little squinting. "Zhang Dao, hey, why are you here?"

Zhang Xin was amused by his child, nodded, pulled a stool and sat down beside him, motioned him to continue.

"I think--" Qing Ge just wanted to say what he thought.

Zhang Xin shouted in the distance: "Ruan Xing, come here."

"No, Zhang Dao, I understand it myself. It's not necessarily right for you to be awkward. It doesn't matter if you listen to it first. If you make a mistake, I'm so embarrassed." Qing Ge smiled lightly. Said, a little embarrassed. He is just a layman. How can he point and tell the actors and actresses, and he can see that the artist named Ruan Xing has worked very hard, but he doesn't understand enough.

"It's okay, you say, the big basket and Mr. Duan will carry it for you." Zhang Xin waved his hands boldly. What kind of layman is this? It depends on who understands the role and eats it. expert.

Qing Ge's expression froze. What logic is this? His man is his good backing, but does this have anything to do with the script?

Ruan Xing had already come over, and stood next to him. Qingge was embarrassed to let him stand and moved aside to give him somewhere to sit.

"Thank you." Ruan Xing smiled and thanked, his attitude was always good, "Zhang Dao, is there something wrong with me?"

Zhang Xin pointed to Qing Ge and said, "Let Qing Ge tell you about the scene just now, and you listen to his understanding."

Qing Ge wanted to cry without tears: "..." Without such a pan, he clearly said that he said, "Is there any comment from Zhang Dao? How did he become an actor?"

Such a big hat ...

Ruan Xing glanced at Qing Ge a little surprised. He thought he was only the younger brother of King Mu Tian. Now it seems that his younger brother is just a guise. It is impossible for an ordinary person to be so familiar with Zhang Dao.

Mu Jing knew that Xiao Qingge would not be stage frightened, and he kindly gave him a glass of water, and smiled: "There will be more opportunities like this in the future, so familiarize yourself in advance."

Qing Ge glanced at him resentfully, but opened his mouth generously.

"I think in addition to the unwillingness of the second man's feelings, he actually has a struggle. In addition to his unwillingness to his brother, he actually has a strong feeling of admiration and admiration. Because the two of them have grown up Great, this role played by Mu Ge is also a brother and a father. You just lacked this point. Later, you will regret it more deeply. "

Qing Ge cleared his throat: "In fact, what the younger brother does is that, apart from his unwilling elder brother, his light is better than him. He wants to prove himself and to prove with his brother that he has grown up. It is no longer the child who needs his protection. "

Zhang Xin nodded, admiring, "That's right, that's the feeling. Ruan Xing, you think about it, and let others prepare."

The assistant waiting beside him has already notified the other actors in place.

After Zhang Xin finished speaking, he stood up and patted Qing Ge's shoulder, and said very seriously, "Xunzi can teach."

"Zhangdao you don't think I'm troubled," Qing Ge said with a smile.

"Remember not to be late next Monday." Zhang Xin left with such a sentence and Shi Ran left, leaving Qing Ge with a dull look. What if he went for a soy sauce? Is it really good for Zhang Dao to be so wayward?

"Mu Brother ~" Qing Ge was holding Mu Jing's arm, pathetic, why did he do something like dig a pit for himself every time he said something about salty fish life?

Mu Xing took a sip of water and couldn't help but: "This show is going to kill soon, and you will be busy by then."

I ca n’t bear to look at him pitifully, and added a kind word: "But it should be next year, and there is still another month. I should adjust the rest first, and there is still a lot of preparations for shooting. Then, What do you worry about? Occasionally, it doesn't make you keep running here. "

"Ah? It's Chinese New Year." Qing Ge breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel like life is going fast."

"Yeah." Mu Jing answered softly.

Mu Jing will have to take a few more shows before finishing work. Qing Ge sat there and took a look, and then told him to go home first. There were still people waiting for him at home.

When Duan Lin parked the car at the door, there was no doubt that Qing Ge was asleep again, wearing a mask, showing only a pair of eyes, and slightly frowning. He was still tired when he was in the car for a long time, holding his hands tightly The costume that Mu Jing sent him.

Duan Yunjing was already waiting at the door. When he saw the car stopped, he walked around to the back seat. When he opened the door, he saw a sleeping baby. He bent over and hugged the person horizontally. He said to the front Duan: "It's hard for you, you go back first. "

"Ahhh!"

In the room, Qing Ge covered her quilt, exposed a pair of big cat eyes, searched around, but found no man, just remembered that she was dizzy, she could only hold the bed and sit down again.

Duan Junjing pushed in the door in time, followed by Huo Sizhen carrying the medicine box.

"Jing brother, Si Bing brother." Qing Ge screamed aggrievedly, instead of the usual cheerfulness, but stunned.

"Baby, I'm here." Duan Junjing stepped up and hugged the man, put it back into the quilt, wrapped the man tightly, rubbed his head, and spoke softly. "I had a low fever when I came back. Would you please take a look? Is there any discomfort? "

"Well, a little dizzy." Qing Ge nodded, lying drowsy in his arms.

"Qing Ge, stretch out your hand and let me see." Huo Sihao took out the stethoscope and gave him the pulse.

Take the temperature, take the pulse, and do a series of things. Huo Sizhen took the injection and said: "Ordinary wind, fever and cold, it's okay, Qingge's weak constitution will be a little low fever. Just take an injection and take some medicine. During this time, do n’t blow or catch cold, do n’t eat anything that is too stinky, give up your mouth. ”

"I don't need an injection." Qing Ge buried her head in the man's arms as an ostrich, and said nothing.

Still Duan Yijing hugged people directly in his arms, Qing Ge struggled to no avail, and could only accept the fate of being spanked.

"Baby, you'll be well soon." Duan Junjing coaxed softly. At the end, he reached out and held the needle with a cotton swab.

Huo Sizhen left the medicine and went back first. As for whether Xiaoqingge will blew hair, it depends on how good his friends are to coax people. At present, Xiaoqingge has no chance to bleach hair. There is no way, Qing Ge's confrontation with Jing Jing is really too temperamental.

After confirming that the needle eye would no longer bleed, Duan Yijing threw the cotton swab into the trash can, dug the person out, and wiped the tears around his eyes: "What's wrong? Who made my baby cry?"