Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

The paparazzi who were waiting nearby were looking through the day's haul. Ji Xia really didn't do anything else. She was either reading the script or acting with Qin Ziqi. It was a rare sight for Jiang Qingyan to come. He photographed the two of them entering the RV alone, but then opened the door at the back. How could he make up a story about this?

But even in this situation, he still had to write something to deal with the work. After thinking about it, he quickly posted a Weibo.

Jiang Qingyan braved the freezing cold to bring food to Ji Xia on set. The two were suspected of being in a relationship, spending an hour and a half in the RV, leaving Qin Ziqi and Big Fat Cat feeling lonely outside. (Image 4)

[Oh my god, this is such explosive news! Is this even human language?]

[Hahahaha, what the hell, Qin Ziqi and that big fat cat standing outside the RV are too funny]

[Why do I feel like the child and the father have been abandoned by the mother?]

[However, Jiang Qingyan actually went to deliver food to Ji Xia. Has he learned to cook after just a few days away from the show?]

[Serious suspicion that it was bought outside]

[As an actor, you still have to be careful. Even if friends come to visit you on set, you still have to maintain a sense of propriety and distance with the opposite sex.]

[But I think it's very cold in winter. If I open the door, won't the heat escape?]

[Unless Ji Xia is crazy, I can only say that netizens are exaggerating.]

[Am I the only one who thinks the two men standing opposite each other at the end are very stylish?]

[These two men are both handsome in their own way, I really can’t handle it]

[I still think actresses should avoid suspicion]

Doudou was also squatting on the tree next to her, and she also took this set of photos. However, she admired the ability of these marketing accounts to make up stories. It was obvious that the person opened the door after going up, but they were still able to make up a completely unfounded story. She really admired it.

She immediately sent the photos she took to Xia Xia to clarify.

[Please stop the marketing talk. Jiang Qingyan was just visiting the set as a friend. They opened the RV right after they got in. @Ji Xia Global Fan Club]

[I knew it, these marketing accounts are too exaggerated]

[It seems that I, Xia Xia, am really popular. Even a simple meal alone has people spreading rumors about me.]

【Did Sister Doudou take any beautiful pictures? 】

[Hasn't Xia Xia been on set these past couple of days? Why haven't you posted any beautiful stills?]

……

After Ji Xia went to the scene, Jiang Qingyan and Qin Ziqi were left standing there looking at each other in silence. Qin Ziqi smiled sincerely, hugged Xiaobai and said, "What do you want to see? I'll take you there." Although his tone was full of kindness, his expression looked like he deserved a beating.

Jiang Qingyan stared at the man opposite with an expressionless face, and said in a low voice: "No need." There is no need to be friendly to a man who has the same purpose as himself.

He didn't bother to look at the man again. He had already seen clearly that Qin Ziqi was seducing Xia Xia just because he had a cat. The man turned around and left and walked towards the place where Ji Xia was filming.

The setting sun lengthened the shadows, and the corners of the man's black windbreaker fluttered in the wind.

Qin Ziqi looked at the man's back, as if thinking about something. The big fat cat in his arms swayed its tail to show its presence.

When Ji Xia arrived at the set, Daxiong happened to be discussing the scene with the screenwriter, and the people in charge of props were busy next to them. Today's scene was almost ready. The gate of the courtyard was closed, and the red lanterns were emitting light.

Seeing Ji Xia coming, Daxiong quickly signaled the makeup artist to touch up her makeup. Her image still needed to be more shabby to show that she was not valued in the mansion.

The sky gradually darkened, and the actors for the ruthless maid, the mistress, and the heroine's mother were all in place. Daxiong looked at the shooting effects through the viewfinder and felt that it would be more appropriate to wait until it was a little darker.

He held a loud speaker and signaled several actors to follow him. He wanted to go through all the shots, starting with Ji Xia and her aunt's dilapidated yard. Her aunt was seriously ill, so she went to the mistress's yard to beg for a doctor for her aunt. She knelt at the gate of the yard in the heavy rain and begged bitterly.

However, only a maidservant in exquisite clothes came out of the open courtyard door, holding an umbrella, and said ruthlessly: "Miss, the mistress has been ill with a relapse of her old illness tonight and has already rested. You can go find the palace doctor."

Seeing that it concerned her aunt's life, Murong Xue didn't care anymore and rushed forward and shouted: "But there is no mother's card..." Before she finished speaking, the door was ruthlessly closed.

Murong Xue had no choice but to kneel at the door and beg.

The heavy rain made me feel cold, and my aunt's vitality also left with the rain.

That night, Murong Xue even wanted to set fire to the house to fight for her aunt's hope, but the heavy rain extinguished her only means. Her aunt knew that her life could not be sustained. She just looked at her poor daughter, withered hands touching her daughter's beautiful face. Her eyes had lost their luster due to illness, and her cheeks were sunken. "Xue'er, dear, your aunt can't accompany you anymore. Don't have any hatred. I must..."

At this moment, her vitality had dissipated, and she could only utter the last sentence with difficulty in a whisper: "Marry an ordinary person and live an ordinary life."

The hand that had been caressing Murong Xue's face slipped and fell heavily on the bed. She no longer looked as bright and beautiful as when she first entered the mansion.

The only sound left in the entire room was the breathing of one person.

At this point, one night, Murong Xue was lying on the bed in wet clothes. She had lost her mother.

Murong Xue's personality is complete.

After Daxiong led everyone through the whole process, they saw that the sky had become completely dark and the water truck of the props team was ready. The one who had the most pressure during the filming was Ji Xia. Except for the supporting roles, it was almost her one-man show. Whether this character could stand out depended on tonight.

When Jiang Qingyan came over, Ji Xia was still chatting with Director Daxiong about how much emotion should be expressed during the performance, and he just watched silently from the side.

Even though she was wearing shabby clothes and had no makeup on her face, her glittering appearance while filming was particularly eye-catching.

He heard the props team next to him preparing water guns and realized that he would get wet in the scene he was about to shoot. He didn't see Xia Xia's assistant present today, so he immediately turned around and asked the props team for a lot of new large bath towels, which he held and prepared nearby.

Filming officially started.

Ji Xia had been preparing for this scene for a whole day, so the climax was filmed smoothly, the scene where the mistress cried and begged the court doctor in front of the courtyard. Daxiong wanted to shoot this scene in one shot, running to the mistress's courtyard in the dark and murderous courtyard in the rain.

For this purpose, he took 6 cameramen and Ji Xia and went through it again. Because they were shooting in the rain, they tried to finish it in one take, otherwise it would take a lot of time to restore the shape later.

Everything was ready, Jiang Qingyan was watching carefully beside them, the props team started to make rain, and the ground was wet in an instant, action.

Murong Xue looked at her aunt anxiously: "I'm going to ask the eldest lady to give me a pair of cards. Aunt, please wait for me." She was very afraid that her aunt would not be able to hold on.

She ran to the door, and the rain from the sky seemed to be falling for free. In her anxiety, Murong Xue couldn't find an oil-paper umbrella at all. She didn't care about anything else and ran wildly in the huge yard in the rain.

The sliding camera moved forward with her steps, and soon she ran to the gate of the yard. The first few knocks and shouts were drowned out by the sound of thunder. She was so anxious that she could only pound the door and shout more frantically.

The shrill cries were particularly clear even on a rainy night.

Her hands, pale from the cold, turned red from the exertion, but she didn't care at all. She only knew that the later she was, the less likely her aunt would survive the night.