After the divorce, the boss doted on me

Gu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at him, "Don't you know to call me in advance?"

"Don't be nervous." Ji Lingchuan said, "I'm lying to you. Even if someone finds out, I can still say that I'm here to ask the screenwriter for advice."

Gu Mian: "..."

Ji Lingchuan looked past her and landed on the small bar, where there was a bucket of instant noodles that had been opened, and the kettle next to it was humming.He frowned deeply: "You plan to eat this at night?"

Gu Mian was silent.

"Fortunately, I'm here." Ji Lingchuan lifted the plastic bag in his hand, which contained two transparent lunch boxes, and the aroma of food was overflowing.

Gu Mian smelled the fragrance and felt even more uncomfortable in her stomach.So, he came here specially to bring her food.

Ji Lingchuan walked to the bar, pushed the instant noodles aside, and put on what he brought, a bowl of steaming beef noodles and a braised duck leg.

At that time, there was a meeting in the director's room, and when he heard Gu Mian's stomach growl, he immediately took out his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway, choosing the one with the fastest delivery.

Ji Lingchuan turned around and saw that she was still standing where she was, and urged: "Come here, it will be cold if you don't eat."

Such a natural tone, as if they had never been apart.Gu Mian froze for a moment, walked over and sat down next to him, picked up the chopsticks and lowered her head to eat the noodles.

The taste of beef noodles is very authentic, the broth is rich, the noodles are chewy, and a few slices of beef are placed on top.

After taking a mouthful of the delicious beef noodles, Gu Mian felt that he had finally come back to life. It was so delicious, more than a hundred times better than instant noodles.

At this moment, she even forgot the table manners of the noble daughter. She rolled up a large ball of noodles with chopsticks and put them in her mouth, then took a sip of the hot soup.

Ji Lingchuan is used to seeing Gu Mian eating slowly, even if she is eating bones, she is elegant and dignified, as if eating Western food in a high-end restaurant, this scene will only make him feel bad, why is she so hungry?Didn't you eat lunch?
He reached out and pinned the strands of her hair that fell down her cheeks behind her ears, and he couldn't hide his blame: "I really don't know how you took care of yourself in England." Not blaming her, but blaming yourself.

Before swallowing the food in Gu Mian's mouth, she choked and coughed violently.

Ji Lingchuan repeated: "Choking? Did you choke? Have a sip of soup first, why are you so careless?"

While patting Gu Mian's back, he looked down and found that her eyes were a little red and she was still coughing.He looked at the bowl of beef noodles and raised his eyebrows: "Is it spicy? I clearly wrote in the notes not to put chili."

Gu Mian didn't speak, just shook her head, the beef noodles were not spicy, it was her own problem.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself, like an ignorant child, when the adults are away, she can control her emotions very well, and she is terribly strong.However, when he showed a little concern, she couldn't help being wronged.

Ji Lingchuan didn't know what was wrong with her, but felt that she had become taciturn than before.

Both fell into silence, Gu Mian turned her face away and calmed down for a while, then silently finished a bowl of noodles.The braised duck leg also looks delicious, but she can't eat it anymore.

Ji Lingchuan took out a tissue and patiently wiped the corners of her mouth.

"It's late, aren't you leaving?"

Gu Mian finally spoke, but what Ji Lingchuan said was not what Ji Lingchuan liked to hear.He paused for a moment, looking shocked: "I won't leave."

Gu Mian looked at him in shock, what do you mean, does he want to sleep in her room at night?
"I, I'm going to change the script tonight. Don't you know? The director is not satisfied with some of the scenes, and I have to make changes before the official start."

"I know, I won't bother you if you change your script, and I just want to read the script too." Ji Lingchuan glanced at it, "I didn't bring my script, you should have it here."

Gu Mian looked helpless: "Ji Lingchuan."

Ji Lingchuan looked at the people who were close at hand, but felt that there was a galaxy between them.After looking at each other for a few seconds, he gradually lost ground: "Then don't be too busy, go to bed early."

When he walked out of the room, he did not forget to tell her to lock the door at night.

Ji Lingchuan stood outside and waited for a while, only to leave at ease when he heard the sound of the door lock being clicked.

-

Gu Mian locked herself in her room for the next few days to change the script.

The script meeting that night was interrupted. Later, director Zhang Hanguang found her WeChat plus in the group, and added a few things that needed to be revised.

Gu Mian really had no time to think about other things, even the outline of the new book was shelved by her.

And Ji Lingchuan is not easy, the director pulls several main actors to read the script every day.In addition, he had to learn fighting moves from his martial arts teacher. He hadn't acted in a costume drama for a long time, and he almost forgot what it was like to hang Wia. After practicing for three hours, he felt like his bones were dismantled and reassembled.

After the martial arts training, the ancient etiquette training will follow immediately. Fortunately, he plays the role of the emperor in the play, and usually others salute him, so he doesn't have much to learn.

Ji Lingchuan stood in front of the desk and practiced calligraphy, next to a book of songs, he was copying on the white rice paper with a brush in his hand.Although there will be a special brush for writing calligraphy when filming, he still needs to have a certain foundation.

He didn't pay much attention, and didn't notice the typo.Zhao Cheng glanced at the side: "Zhanbiqiao, green bamboo and Yiyi, there are bandits and gentlemen, who are as sharp as learning, and as sharp as grinding. There are 20 characters in total, and you made three mistakes. You must be copying ?”

Ji Lingchuan froze for a moment, then looked down, and sure enough, he wrote a few words wrong.So he put down the brush, crumpled up the rice paper on the table and threw it into the trash can, and took a new one to make a bed.

Zhao Cheng tilted his head, thought inexplicably, and put the script on his desk.

"What is this?" Ji Lingchuan lowered his head and wrote the first word without even looking at it.

"The screenwriter has revised the script. This is the final version. I just printed it out, and the director asked me to bring it to you." Zhao Cheng said, "The filming will start tomorrow."

Ji Lingchuan simply stopped practicing calligraphy. He picked up the script and looked through it. There were not many changes. In some places, only a few lines were changed, and the emotions expressed were completely different.

Looking at the words on it, he thought that every word was written by Gu Mian, and suddenly he had a strange feeling.

Zhao Cheng looked at his side face, and said cautiously: "Brother Yan, don't blame me for talking too much, you and Miss Gu... Is there something wrong between you?"

Ji Lingchuan froze for a moment, looking straight at him.

Zhao Cheng was very cowardly. Seeing that he was unhappy, he immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I guessed, if I'm wrong, don't beat me up."

He just felt that Ji Lingchuan's air pressure was too low these days. According to his temperament, with his girlfriend in front of him, he was so happy that he couldn't find Bei for a long time. How could he practice calligraphy with a sullen face?When Gu Mian was not in China, he had never been like this, obviously there was something wrong with their relationship.

Ji Lingchuan didn't expect to be so obvious that even Zhao Chengcheng, who was always careless, could see it.He finally stopped whitewashing the peace and said in a low voice: "Gu Mian...she doesn't seem to like me anymore."

"Ah?" Zhao Cheng was very surprised.

impossible.What impressed him the most was that Gu Mian, a rich lady, took the high-speed train from Beijing and then took the bus from Beijing to celebrate Ji Lingchuan's birthday.How could she not like him.

After thinking about it, Gu Mian has been in the UK for a few years, and Ji Lingchuan has been busy with work, the two of them have hardly had any contact, and it is possible that their relationship has faded.

Zhao Cheng didn't know how to comfort him, thought for a moment, and said, "You also said 'like', maybe it's just your illusion. You haven't seen each other for so long, it takes time to get used to it."

Ji Lingchuan shook his head.

That's what he told himself before, and until that night, no one knew that feeling better than him.

"Maybe I wasn't accurate enough. It's not that Gu Mian doesn't like me, but he doesn't like me that much anymore." The moment Ji Lingchuan said the words, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart and a sense of suffocation.

-

"Cut! This match is over!"

After the filming officially started, the atmosphere on the set was extremely serious, like an office in an office building.

Gu Mian was bored in the room for a few days, originally planned to go out for a walk, but met Zhou Qiqi in the elevator, and she was dragged to the set to watch the filming.

"You are the screenwriter and the person who knows the script best. You might be able to give some advice by staring at the set." These are Zhou Qiqi's original words.

Gu Mian felt that she really overestimated herself. With a director in charge, it was her turn to guide her.

However, director Zhang Hanguang welcomed her arrival, and said that if she had time, she would come to the set more often and communicate with the actors, which would help them understand the roles.

Gu Mian sat next to the director, stealthily watching Ji Lingchuan in the distance from the corner of her eye.It was the break time, and the makeup artist was touching up his makeup.He was wearing a black brocade robe, and his hair was tied with a jade crown. He was probably immersed in the role. His handsome face was covered with a layer of ice, and even the peaks of his brows looked extremely sharp. He lowered his eyes and concentrated on reading the script.

Suddenly, an exclamation erupted from the crowd. Ji Lingchuan raised his eyes and saw a woman jumping in front of him.

"surprise!"

The woman was wearing a bright red dress, like a delicate rose, blooming in the sun, and everyone on the set was attracted by her.

The makeup artist has helped Ji Lingchuan touch up her makeup, and she consciously stepped aside.

Ji Lingchuan glanced at the woman, but was not surprised, but rather surprised: "Why are you here? Have you reconciled with Lu Jingyang?"

"Temporary reconciliation, if that dog man dares to make me angry again, I won't be so easy to talk to." The woman rolled her eyes, "As for why I appear here, of course I came to visit the class."

She took a cup of coffee from the food delivery staff and handed it to him, raised her eyebrows and said, "How is it? I am a good enough sister, right?"

Ji Lingchuan took the coffee and put it aside. He had just finished putting on his makeup, so it was inconvenient to drink.

The woman didn't care, and called the delivery staff to distribute coffee and milk tea to everyone on the set, as well as various desserts.She smiled and raised her voice: "These are what I invite everyone to eat, you are welcome!"

There was cheering all around.

Gu Mian recognized the woman through her figure and profile. That day she was outside Ji Lingchuan's community, and saw her throw herself into Ji Lingchuan's arms full of grievances, and then he took her home and didn't come out for a long time. .

She didn't see the woman's face clearly at the time, but now she knows who she is. She has seen Ji Lingchuan's "No. 20 Eight Horns", in which the woman plays Ji Lingchuan's third sister Cheng Wanzhi.

The woman's slap-sized face is full of exotic customs, with snow-white complexion, sweet red lips, long black hair billowing in the wind, and a passionate, glamorous smile.

Gu Mian didn't know her real name, but only knew that the actress was from the Uighur nationality in Xinjiang.

Gu Mian's palm warmed up, and it was Zhou Qiqi who stuffed her with a cup of milk tea, and sighed: "Miss Mire is really affectionate, Ji Yingdi has only started work for a few days, and she came to visit the class."

Gu Mian unconsciously exerted force on the hand holding the milk tea: "Is their relationship good?"

"Of course." Zhou Qiqi took a sip of milk tea and looked at the two figures who were talking in the distance.