MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 70 Former Boyfriend X Female Figure (9)

Wang Tianxi returned to the bedroom, the window opened, and the cold wind came in to calm her down, but her body was still shaking.

She took a few steps back and sat on the bed, panting heavily. When he touched the mobile phone with his fingertips, Wang Tianxi was so angry that he would fall when he picked it up, lifted it into the air, and suddenly the bell rang.

Especially obtrusive.

Take a look, and his eyes tightened instantly.

Wu Shufu.

She hurried, and within two seconds, it rang again, and Wang Tianxi turned pale and stunned three times. The phone was still ringing, and she connected with shaking hands.

Cen Simiao waited for news at home. After a while, she went to the crew, and the whole circle spread. Some are well mixed, and it is inevitable to ridicule a few words. Those who took the film at that time now play this kind of drama.

Others are jealous, and naturally there is no good word on the mouth.

Feng Chengwei got the news, and he hated his teeth itchingly, knowing that Cen Simiao was inseparable from it. She thought about her role for so long and was robbed.

At home, I lost my temper, smashing all the smashes, and smashing the floor. There are a lot of wrists under the agent's hands. Feng Orange is a seedling, and she has a little more patience.

Advise specifically.

Feng Chengwei didn't say a word at first, and after hearing a few words, his eyes became red, a mouth, tears shed, and his heart was more hated.

"She played with President Liu for a few days and wanted to grab my stuff and dream. Don't try to be crazy in front of me this time."

Cen Simiao fiddled with her cell phone, absent-minded, and Liu sent one within five minutes, all suggesting that she accompany him quickly. Glancing for a moment, return to the interface.

But accidentally opened the dialog box with Qin Zhongmo.

All the other way around.

Sanshui is not meowing:

Sanshui is not meowing:

No response, after ten minutes.

Under Qin Sangchi:

Cen Simiao snorted and looked at the mobile phone and shook his head. It was really simple. It's so cold now, why not when I was in bed that night.

The traces of entrapment on her waist are still there.

Wang Tianxi opened the door of the refrigerator, took out the juice, poured it into the cup, glanced up at Cen Simiao, with a sneer on her lips.

Cen Simiao seemed to perceive her gaze, and looked away from the phone, just to meet Wang Tianxi's mocking eyes. She raised an eyebrow: "Is there something wrong?"

Wang Tianxi ignored her.

Cen Simiao continued to look at the mobile phone, and just shaken, Qin Zhongmo sent a message.

Under Qin Sangchi:

She narrowed her eyes.

Qin Zhongmo had been staring at the mobile phone after the hair had passed, and the computer at his desk was always on. The colleague next to him found that it was rare. They have all been arrested for playing mobile phones at work. Qin Zhongmo is a well-known workaholic. What happened today?

Just going to look over.

Suddenly Qin Zhongmo's eyes darkened, his chin was tight, and he turned the phone over.

A colleague patted him on the shoulder and joked, "Oh, did you watch a small movie during the day? So nervous."

Qin Zhong's throat moved, holding the cup on the table, and drank several mouthfuls, his voice was low: "Get out."

After a while, I picked up my phone and watched again.

a photo.

Cen Simiao was wearing a black skirt that could cover her thighs, lying on the bed, lazy, with tulle looming, and he could not hide the traces left on him that day.

These two people haven't seen each other these days, but just contacted on their mobile phones, so even though Wang Tianxi was not happy, he also brought some glee.

What happened after spending one night together.

There is no follow-up yet.

Cen Simiao is not in a hurry, all when chatting with him on WeChat to relieve boredom. The attention was on the crew's notice. After waiting for a while, there is still no news.

He sighed and was about to go to sleep in the room.

Suddenly the phone trembled.

Cen Simiao stared at the text message, leaned on the sofa, and raised her mouth.

Three days later, I entered the group and started shooting.

When leaving, Cen Simiao held the suitcase directly, and no one told him. After seeing Wang Tianxi, her face was particularly ugly, thinking that she was going to live with Qin Zhongmo.

There was an immediate quarrel. Who knew that Cen Simiao was in a good mood, ignoring her expression, and reaching out to hug her: "I haven't looked good in my own life, and my wrinkles are even more ugly."

Wang Tianxi was out of breath.

The filming location is far from here, and it takes eight hours by plane. The first two days that Cen Simiao had passed, her body was uncomfortable and her head was particularly dizzy.

Seeing her look, Song Dao frowned, holding the script impatiently: "Time is tight, everyone is hurrying up. Don't delay everyone because of you."

Cen Simiao happened to be uncomfortable with two glasses of water.

The people on the set sighed, and there were a lot of concurrences. Hong Yichen gave Cen Simiao a glance: "Yeah, I just stayed at home when I was in bad health, and came out hurting us. We also feel bad."

Cen Simiao came to play a supporting role for him, Hong Yichen was not in the taste for a long time. By that time, it is estimated that more than half of the publicity points are on Cen Simiao. He worked so hard to be the protagonist, but was overwhelmed.

Definitely not convinced.

The following scene happened to be Cen Simiao jumping into the lake and doing a life and death separation with Hong Yichen. Now the weather is extremely cold, and Song Dao is also demanding. She must not have a stand-in. She must jump down in person. It is also physically demanding and explosive enough.

Hong Yichen waited for her shouting.

As a result, Cen Simiao put the coat directly and let the makeup artist make up her makeup, wearing thin clothes and standing. He took a moment and walked over quickly.

She hugged her with cold eyes and restrained restraint, which made people want to hook out the hidden emotions. Hong Yichen held her in her arms, and she said, "I will not leave you once I have dealt with you. If they come after me, I will fight to protect you."

Cen Simiao buried her face in his chest and did not respond. Hong Yichen frowned slightly, still waiting for her to take a line down. Why did Song Dao stop talking for a long time without stopping.

Just a little impatient, she suddenly found that her body was shaking slightly, making people feel emotional. Cen Simiao looked up, tears on her face, her jaw tightened, her pride all over her brows.

"What kind of thing are they trying to catch me back? I don't need you to protect me, thank you along the way, go away, don't interfere with me."

As he said, there was no tears on his face.

Hong Yichen shivered, his expression of pity was involuntarily revealed between his eyebrows, and the pursuer was getting closer and closer. Cen Simiao looked at him with tenderness, then turned and jumped into the river without hesitation.

Her back was utterly decisive, and there was some sadness. Song Dao was very excited to watch while she did not expect that she could have such great potential. The explosive power was too strong, and it would not be too much, which made the audience resentful.

Hong Yichen couldn't handle it, panicked, and acted on his subconscious. There was a sorrow of sadness between his brows, and his body was full of anger, and he was about to draw a sword.

Never.

Song Daoqi was desperate: "Cuck! What the act!"

Several came back one after another, Cen Simiao didn't complain, she jumped several times, and the look between the eyebrows came, and the feeling was particularly in place. Hong Yichen became more and more anxious, but the more she could not perform well.

He relies on acting fire, so even if there are many fans, he will not be scolded for his face and popularity. Many people on the Internet praise him. When you play with others, you can quickly understand the feelings and suppress them.

Ceng Simiao shivered in the cold, and her lips were a little blue.

Hong Yichen couldn't hang on his face, clenching his teeth, listening to Song Dao's scolding, and lowering his head and frowning, Cen Simiao rubbed his nose beside him and glanced at him: "Don't you always take care of it, what happened this time, Revenge with me? "

Hong Yichen raised his head violently, with anger in his eyes.

Cen Simiao stared back: "You're still angry, why?"

He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and kicked the pebble on the ground angrily.

Song Dao shouted not far away: "All are ready, let's do it again and fight for one!"

Cen Simiao went into the play instantly, with a trace of sadness between her eyebrows, her lips clenched, and she felt particularly arrogant and disgusting at first sight of her lines, but the more she felt, the more she felt stubborn.

On another look, she had cried.

Hong Yichen sank, his lips trembled, as if to say something, but he didn't speak. Cen Simiao didn't jump down immediately this time, glanced at him, and murmured, it was his name.

Hong Yichen's brow jumped and she was brought in by her sad tone. She involuntarily stretched her arms to drag her. Cen Simiao's sleeve wiped his fingertips and jumped into the river.

Song Dao breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smiling face. The performance of the two actors was inconsistent with the script, but it was absolutely in line with the characters and the mood was just right. Hong Yichen was finally not suppressed by Cen Simiao this time, and the acting skills were exposed.

Especially satisfied.

Cen Simiao was wrapped in a coat to snooze, and Hong Yichen, who was standing next to him, glanced at her, pursed her lips, tried to talk to her, and closed her mouth again.

For the past few days, the crew's progress was very fast. When they were too busy to take any rest, Cen Smiao managed to sit down and take a sigh of relief. She took several sips of hot coffee bought by her assistant.

Then chat with Qin Zhongmo.

Suddenly, the back of the hand was hot and looked up. Hong Yichen held a bottle of hot milk, and without looking at Cen Simao, she raised her eyebrows, took it directly to open it, and took a sip: "Thank you."

Hong Yichen coughed uncomfortably, "I'm sorry that day."

Cen Simiao said "ah".

Continue to look at the phone.

He frowned, "What are you playing? I have a mobile game that is especially fun. Let's play together."

Cen Simiao showed him the chat interface: "Chat with my boyfriend."

Hong Yichen couldn't believe it, staring at her for a long time, stuttering: "You, you are not with ..."

No one in the circle knows who is behind them. But no one dared to reveal it, otherwise it would be guarded by everyone at that time, and no one would be known.

Cen Simiao raised an eyebrow: "That's a rumor."

Hong Yichen didn't believe her nonsense. He snored and picked up his mobile phone to scan Weibo. The crew ’s official Weibo just started operation today, and it really got the topic heated by Cen Simiao's publicity.

He was depressed.

Refreshed the homepage, jumped out of the Weibo just posted by Feng Orange Wei.

@ 小 微 This orange is not too sour: Oh, some actresses now rely on a step to become famous, and won a big prize, even if they stick to the heart, they can turn over again. Come grab us for the roles of those who are desperate and have less luck. Oh no. They are also beautiful, and there is help behind them.

Hong Yichen almost sipped his drink.

Suddenly stirred up thousands of waves.

Many people began to guess who it was, and Weibo became lively in an instant. A few minutes passed and there were already tens of thousands of retweets.

@Dedicated eating melon: lying down, this is so amazing. This is how much hatred it is to end it in person.

@ 天 啦 噜噜 噜: It's important, pretty, won a lot of awards, but now it's stuck to the center of the earth, and there are recent filming.

@Eating ice cream every day: Well, I won't say that person's name, it's too obvious. But then again, aren't Feng Orange and her good friends?

@ 船 Such things flutter: Ha ha, friend? Those who have been fooled before set it up, whoever believes is stupid.

Immediately after, floated to the hot search eighth.

Hong Yichen's eyes widened, and she touched Cen Simiao's arm. She was impatient, turned her head, and was shocked. Seeing the interface on the screen, his throat moved.

Lying down.

Stills used by the crew for propaganda, Cen Simiao was dressed in light purple gauze, exquisite makeup, slightly raised eyeliner, and a proud look.

Directly used by the marketing account to match Feng Orange's Weibo, guessing whether the person in question is her. I also mentioned it accidentally or unintentionally. Cen Simiao has been confused for so long. Why can I receive such a drama that can quickly increase popularity in a short time.

None of the comments below helped Cen Simiao.

Qin Zhongmo's fingertips traversed the still picture and painted around his eyes, seeing the sentence sent by the crew.

Congratulations on booting for half a month.

Cen Simiao just sent him a message.

He clasped his phone.