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The moonlight is beautiful.
A long-haired woman walked alone in the alley, a red dress wrapping her exquisite body. Suddenly, a man fell from the sky and blocked her way. The woman stopped in panic, and the man arched his back and looked at her with his head slightly raised.
His eyes glowed faintly with green, and he opened his mouth to reveal a pair of fangs to her.
“Ahhh——!!” The woman’s scream pierced the night sky, sounding particularly penetrating.
There were vague sounds of footsteps in the night, and an elegant man walked towards them. The man was wearing an elegant black dress and looked like an aristocrat from the Middle Ages. He only glanced at the man, and the man quickly turned around and fled.
The woman, who was still in panic, turned her head and was attracted by him.
This man is so good-looking.
“Click!” the director shouted with a loudspeaker to stop, and then directed the on-site staff to move, “After this, we will take a few more close-ups of expressions, and we can call it a day.”
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and became more motivated to make the next preparations. Feng Jing walked to the side alone and took a sip of water handed over by the assistant. After resting for only two minutes, the director asked him to come over and take a seat again.
“Winner Feng, wait a minute! You just drank water, let me help you put on your makeup!” A short-haired girl at the scene ran towards Feng Jing quickly with a makeup bag. Feng Jing nodded towards her and said “thank you”.
The girl stumbled obviously. She took out the lipstick from her bag and painted Feng Jing’s **** lips bit by bit.
嘤嘤嘤, he is so handsome. If she could touch Feng Jing’s face like this, her ancestors must have done good deeds.
The director waited for her for a while, and finally couldn’t stand it anymore and said: “Okay, okay, you really think you are painting a wall.” These little girls are so reserved. Look, their faces are full of tears. He wrote that he wanted to lean in for a kiss.
The girl reluctantly took back her hand and walked aside holding her makeup bag.
The shooting of the close-up shot went smoothly, and Feng Jing passed it in one go. After finishing the work, he did not go to have supper with everyone, but directly took the assistant’s car back to the hotel to rest.
Although it was just an advertisement, he was still a little tired after a day of shooting.
Speaking of which, this advertisement is quite interesting. It is a series of advertisements for Bunny’s latest lipstick, and his image is a vampire. Playing this type of role for the first time, Feng Jing also found it quite refreshing.
Coming out of the bathroom, Feng Jing wiped his hair and turned on the computer on the table.
Ten days have passed since he won this year’s Golden Pine Award for Best Actor, but the popularity of online discussions has still not subsided – most of the credit for this should probably go to Mo Tianwang’s Du Wei fans.
“If it weren’t for “The Actor” not being able to participate in the Golden Pine Awards, would Feng Jing be able to win the Best Actor? [Funny]”
“If you put it this way, “Codename Omega” hasn’t had time to participate in the Golden Bull Awards yet [smile] Don’t be too double-standard [smile]”
“Stop arguing, I am overwhelmed with the double burden…”
“There are actually two fans? Haha, they all climbed over the wall from King Mo Tian, and you still have the nerve to say it [smile]”
“I’m not saying that, Mo Zhen is a few years older than Feng Jing, but it has been fifteen years since his debut. Many celebrities are his fans, and Feng Jing may be one of them [smile]”
“Haha.” Feng Jing leaned back on the sofa, the cold light of the screen hitting his angular face. Is he a fan of Mo Zhen? Do not make jokes. If Mo Zhen is a milestone in the entertainment industry and the goal that everyone strives for, he can still admit it, but is he a fan of Mo Zhen? Sorry, there is no such thing. 🙂
However, he still likes to watch netizens prank each other on Weibo, because he can learn a lot of new things from it – the word “Poison Wei” is what he recently learned. And some netizens are particularly thoughtful, such as the person who signed up for the following Weibo——
Did Mo Zhenfen and Feng Jingfen pinch each other today: Yes. [eating melon]
Regarding the fact that he would be dissed by some Mo Zhen fans, to be honest, Feng Jing was a little surprised. Mo Zhen debuted too long before him, and in terms of status, it is still not comparable to him now, but since he won After becoming the best actor, this group of fans never stopped. Is it because he was too close to Mo Zhen when he was the best actor?
Feng Jing was still browsing Weibo when there was a sudden knock on the hotel room door.
He subconsciously looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already eleven forty. Who else would come looking for him at this time?
Definitely not his assistant, he has the key to his room.
He sat on the sofa and thought for a while, then got up and walked over: “Who?”
“The Best Actor, it’s me, Zhu Shuyan.” A delicate voice came from outside the door.
Zhu Shuyan. Feng Jing’s eyes moved. She is the heroine of this advertisement, a Chinese-Russian model who has been very popular recently.
“Ms. Zhu, what can I do for you?”
The person outside the door was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little sexier than before: “I have something going on, can you open the door and chat?”
Feng Jing said: “I’m sorry, I’ve already gone to bed. If it’s not something urgent, we can talk to you at the set tomorrow, okay?”
“…” Zhu Shuyan was silent for a longer time this time. She held a bottle of red wine in her hand and looked at the closed door in front of her with some disbelief. This man didn’t open the door for her? It’s so ungentlemanly!
In other words, it is more appropriate to say that I don’t understand the style.
There was some resentment and unwillingness in her heart, but she never stayed shamelessly. After saying good night to the person at the door, Zhu Shuyan stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and walked away. Hearing her footsteps disappear, Feng Jing walked back to the living room. He yawned, turned off the computer on the table, and lay down on the big hotel bed.
The clock on the wall was ticking, and Feng Jing was dazed when he heard some noise in the room.
Is the assistant here?
He frowned subconsciously and opened his eyes.
The angle of view is unexpectedly low, as if you are lying on the ground, and the surrounding environment is also very unfamiliar – a fairly spacious living room, a low glass coffee table, and a set of comfortable-looking sofas. The room looks new and has been carefully decorated. The furniture and the large chandelier overhead are all in a very fresh style.
Obviously, this is not the hotel room that the crew booked for him.
No, wait, why are they all black and white? ? ?
He blinked hard, but the scenery in front of him still did not change. The three-color world of black, white and gray looked very much like an old TV from the 1960s.
Feng Jing: “…”
He must have been asleep.
He closed his eyes and prepared to continue sleeping for a while, when he heard the sound of the door opening.
There was a “click” sound, and it seemed that even his heart skipped a beat.
Okay. He struggled for a few seconds and finally opened his eyes.
It was still the same room as before, the only difference was that a woman in pajamas came out of the bathroom.
Her head was wrapped in a light-colored towel, revealing a slender neck. The water droplets sliding down a few hair strands dripped on her beautiful collarbone, and finally rolled into the collar.
Feng Jing: “…”
This picture is too fragrant… Could it be that he had such a dream because Zhu Shuyan came to see him just now?
“Erhuang.” The woman walked towards him with a pair of bow-tie sandals on her feet, “What are you looking at? I’m not sleeping yet.”
She squatted down, bent over and rubbed Erhuang’s head.
Feng Jing: “…”
He looked at her open collar due to her bending over and found that this angle was somewhat good.
…Feng Jing fell into deep thought.
He has always been a self-disciplined person, and spring has passed long ago. Why would he have such a dream?
After rubbing his head, the woman turned and went to the kitchen. She washed her hands and took out a facial mask from the refrigerator.
Feng Jing raised his head and looked at her – she was about 1.68 meters tall, with soft facial lines, delicate facial features, and skin that looked breakable. She was a beautiful woman. But he had never seen her before, so why did he dream about her for no reason? And according to his experience, faces in dreams are very blurry. Why is this woman’s face so clear?
Speaking of which, this dream was very real. When the woman touched his head just now, he could even feel the warmth of her palm.
Well, the scent of the shower gel on her body is also so real.
After the woman put the mask on her face, she walked to a nearby room. Feng Jing subconsciously stood up straight and followed behind her. For some reason, there was an aura about the woman that made him want to get close to her. As if aware of the movement behind her, the woman turned back to look at him. Because of the mask on her face, her speech became stiff: “Erhuang, what are you doing with me? It’s past twelve o’clock. Go there.” Go to sleep.”
“Wow!” Feng Jing opened his mouth and subconsciously spit out the word “woof”.
Feng Jing: “…………”
This dream was beyond his imagination. He turned his head with a calm expression and looked at his figure reflected in the glass of the living room.
A handsome Chinese garden dog.
The tail is still wagging.
Feng Jing: “…………”
It must be that he was so good at playing the role of a vampire that he had this fantastic and charming dream.
Well, that must be the case.
He glanced at the woman again, turned around and returned to the nest where he was lying just now.
Go to sleep so you can wake up early. Although this woman was quite beautiful, he still didn’t really want to turn into a dog – even in his dreams.