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"Lin Qingqian, you just finished the meeting?" Li Zimu looked at Lin Qingqian who was wearing a neat suit and asked in confusion.

Lin Qingqian's ears were slightly red: "Why, can't you wear formal clothes to film?"

Li Zimu narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

what happened?

Lin Qingqian coughed twice, and looked in the direction of Song Qingyue's locker room.

Li Zimu had a mouthful of old blood in his chest.

Although I am not single, why did I catch up to eat this dog food?

When the two were playing charades, Song Qingyue came out with strange steps, one tall and one short.

After all, two pairs of height-increasing insoles were placed.

She walked up to Lin Qingqian, and curiously used her hand to draw the height between the top of her head and Lin Qingqian's head: "Lin Qingqian, so you usually look at me from this angle?"

Lin Qingqian pulled down the child's hand that was swinging back and forth on her head: "How do you feel under your feet?"

Song Qingyue jumped up and down in place, with a strange expression on his face: "I just... can't step on the ground." There was always a feeling that the shoes were about to fall off, but luckily they were high-top military boots.

Li Zimu looked up and down the two people who were of the same height at this time, and turned to look for the stylist: "Can't we add another layer of height-enhancing insoles?"

The stylist shrugged helplessly: "If you add another layer of Mr. Song, you may not be able to stand still."

"But," Li Zimu scratched his head, "Lin Qingqian still has to wear high heels." He flipped through the storyboard script in his hand, "There are several close-ups of legs."

Lin Qingqian thought for a while, and raised her hand: "Take two shots? Wear it once and don't wear it once, cut them together."

"That's the only way." Li Zimu sighed, "I'm afraid that the smoothness of cutting will be reduced, stylist!"

The stylist who had gone away was called back again. Li Zimu took the storyboard script and swipe on the heads of the two, "I will raise Qingyue's headgear and wig later."

"I practiced with the tune yesterday."

The two nodded.

"Okay, after the first scene is finished, you have to maintain your emotions. There will be a second time right away, and I will try to pass these two times."

Song Qingyue didn't dare to look at Lin Qingqian's face.

Last night, Lin Qingqian saw the lyrics.

And until now, whenever the lyrics are mentioned, she will fall into a strange mood.

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last night

"Don't move." Lin Qingqian helped Song Qingyue unbutton the bottom button of the suit, "This one doesn't need to be buttoned." She smoothed the collar, stepped back, and couldn't help laughing: "Why do you suddenly have to wear mine? Suit audition, it's a bit too big."

Song Qingyue looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help laughing out loud: it was like a child stealing an adult's clothes, the sleeves were almost down to the fingertips, and even though the soles of the shoes were high, the trousers were almost hanging down to the floor.

"I can't grasp the feeling of the 'clothed animal, astringent officer' described in the original work. I want to put on a costume and try to find the feeling. Your suit is quite similar, just use it." She fiddled with the bottom button and muttered, "Understood, I don't feel anything."

Didn't you see that Lin Qingqian was already holding back her laughter and blushing?

Song Qingyue unbuttoned it, handed it to Lin Qingqian, and asked curiously, "Have you ever seen you wear this outfit?"

Lin Qingqian took it over: "This kind of double-breasted button is usually used when you want to release the domineering spirit. This one is still a lapel collar, which can only be worn on more formal occasions. Although I brought it, I kept it in the closet. Eat ashes." After all, there is no one in the production team who needs Mr. Xiaolin to put up all his energy to entrust Xu Snake, and he wears simple private clothes on weekdays.

Song Qingyue was thoughtful: "Like that kind of battle robe? Wearing it on the battlefield."

Lin Qingqian thought for a while: "You can also say that."

Song Qingyue suddenly became excited and poked Lin Qingqian: "Put it on, I want to see it."

She had never seen Lin Qingqian wearing a suit a few times.

The last time Lin Qingqian saw it when she was in charge of the forest.

"What are you doing?" Lin Qingqian looked at the child who was eager to try with a smile, but she couldn't say a word of rejection - after the two of them nestled on the sofa in the lounge today and communicated, her heart was soft and messed up.

"I still need a vest, I'll get it, wait a minute." After all, he is still his own child, so he has to be pampered.

Song Qingyue held her chin, Lin Qingqian seemed to have been inside for a long time, picking and choosing.

The moment she came out, her pupils shrank slightly.

The woman was wearing a slim-fitting double-breasted blue-black striped suit with a double-breasted waistcoat with lapel collar of the same color, which made her skin whiter than snow, and looked simple and domineering.

But... those weird accessories?

Song Qingyue's face was a little hot, and his throat rolled slightly.

A crimson tie with dark side check pattern reveals the coquettishness under the domineering shell. The bow tie is not the Windsor knot that Song Qingyue is familiar with, but another complicated but full and eye-catching bow tie.On the lapel of the left jacket, a gold brooch was buttoned.

The long hair that was made into big waves due to the need for filming fell behind her shoulders, making her domineering and coquettish, but also a little more charming.

In addition...

"Ah, what kind of gold-rimmed glasses are you wearing?" Song Qingyue covered his face and fell on the bed, tossing and turning.

Lin Qingqian's face was also a little red.

When she was choosing accessories in front of the closet, she threw aside her usual lake blue and black tie, and accidentally picked up the astringent red tie that she didn't wear very much on weekdays, which represented aggression.I tied the Windsor knot in half and then tore it off. I searched the internet for the fancy Eldredge knot [1] and abruptly tied the narrow lady's tie into a full bow tie.After struggling for a long time among a bunch of low-key brooch accessories, I still chose the most coquettish and angry one.

When she finally put on the gold-rimmed glasses she had left in the corner to eat ashes, she covered her face in front of the mirror.

It's like a flower peacock courting.

Seeing Song Qingyue collapsed on the bed at this moment, she felt a tinge of pride in her heart, and coughed lightly: "Aren't you unable to grasp the smell of a beast in clothes?"

She was serious: "I will show you."

Song Qingyue jumped out of the bed with a snap, and jumped into Lin Qingqian's arms with a snap, hooking his legs around the woman's waist and wrapping his hands around her neck.

Lin Qingqian skillfully stretched out her hand to support the child, and said with a smile, "What are you doing?"

"Look at me." Song Qingyue said softly.

Lin Qingqian raised her head slightly and met the child's eyes.

She almost immediately fell into the shining sea of ​​stars in Song Qingyue's eyes.

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian's eyes, at her eyelashes, at the tenderness in her eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses, and suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

She almost rudely took off the gold-rimmed glasses that were in the way, and threw them aside, her lips lightly touched Lin Qingqian's eyes.The weight of the body was pressed down in one direction, and both of them fell on the bed.

The two lips quickly found each other and pressed tightly together.

After a long time, Song Qingyue buried his head on Lin Qingqian's shoulder, felt the crisp material of the suit, let out a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lin Qingqian, can you wear more suits in the future, okay?"

Lin Qingqian laughed: There are so many occasions to wear a suit.

Holding the child tighter in his hands, the words in his mouth seemed to pass through his brain: "Okay."

Li Zimu: Is this why you wear formal clothes to the set?She really is a beauty.

Lin Qingqian turned over, sat up with the child in her arms, and then leaned on the bed with one hand while unbuttoning the button with the other.

The slender fingers unbuttoned the suit one by one, looking extremely astringent.

Song Qingyue blushed: "What are you doing?"

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Qingqian gave her a slap in the face, "You're wearing a suit that's too long, but this vest should barely fit, don't you still have to audition, hurry up."

"Ah, okay," Song Qingyue covered his head, and took the vest that Lin Qingqian had just taken off.

The face is still hot.

There seemed to be Lin Qingqian's body temperature and pleasant fragrance on the vest.

Woohoo, I don't want to take it off.

Lin Qingqian stood up, took off her high-heeled shoes, stood barefoot on the carpet, looked up and down, and pulled the hem of her vest: "It's still growing, but it's better. But," she suppressed a smile, and looked at it. Song Qingyue stood up together, "You are still shorter than me."

Song Qingyue took out the Martin boots from the shoe cabinet in silence and put them on, and finally looked at Lin Qingqian who had taken off his shoes.

Lin Qingqian rubbed the child's head and laughed: "Okay, that's it, let's put the bgm on."

Jazz music is flowing in the narrow space, and the air seems to be so mellow that it freezes.A soft and magnetic male voice sounded, and Song Qingyue wrapped his arms around Lin Qingqian's waist.

Slide, pause, switch, slip backwards.

When the song was about to end, Lin Qingqian's waist leaned back at a 90-degree angle to the ground. Song Qingyue clasped her waist, and the two looked into each other's eyes.

I couldn't help breathing quickly.

At the end of the song, Song Qingyue coughed twice: Although she also enjoyed the ambiguity in the air just now, the sparks between the intersection of eyes, the rising temperature between breathing and exhaling.

But the professionalism of an actress forced her to tell Lin Qingqian the truth.

"Lin Qingqian, like what we did just now, we may be called ng tomorrow."

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After Lin Qingqian read the lyrics, the vague ambiguity in the air disappeared. She seemed to be lost in thought, with a little confusion between her brows and eyes.

Song Qingyue didn't dare to look at Lin Qingqian's face.

But doing so is better than being called ng on the set tomorrow.

After the two exchanged the emotions of the characters, they tried again.

"It's late, go to bed. We'll talk about it tomorrow on the set." Lin Qing smiled and tapped the child on the head.

Song Qingyue felt that Lin Qingqian's mood was not right, but he couldn't explain why - the woman looked at him with gentle eyes, but there was something more.

Feeling is a good thing.

The two slept together.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, two hours, Lin Qingqian suddenly opened her eyes.

After confirming that the child was asleep, she gently pulled away from the child's tightly held arm, and poured herself a glass of water on the way to the study.

She carefully closed the study door, tiptoedly took out a small bottle from the desk drawer, and poured out a small white disc.

She stared at the little round piece in her hand for a moment, then swallowed the little round piece with water.

Sleepiness slowly hit her, and she pressed her temples.

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The dance halls of the Japanese were singing and dancing, as if the artillery fire a few kilometers away was just a fireworks show.

The melodious dance music sounded, and Chen Yingfeng gently shook the wine glass.

Even though she was sitting in the corner, there were still many fiery and greedy eyes scanning her body, like hooks that could dig out a few holes in her body.

She sighed softly in her heart: I am afraid that today is another day when I have to deal with flies.

She had a seductive smile on her face—only those who knew her well knew that she only smiled like this to strangers or when she was out of breath.

Finally someone couldn't hold back anymore and got up to invite her: "Miss, can we dance together?"

The curve of the corner of her mouth was even more alluring. Just as she was about to speak, a white gloved hand suddenly came in beside her, pulled the wine glass away from her hand, and put it aside.

She and the man who invited her looked up in surprise, and the man hastily smiled flatteringly: "Major Yamamoto, why are you here?"

The person known as Major Yamamoto didn't even give him a look. He just looked at Chen Yingfeng tenderly and said in broken Chinese: "Didn't you say don't drink?"

Chen Yingfeng looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him, the smile on his face cracked a little, his thoughts turned slightly, and he said with a smile: "I just want to drink something when you are not here."

Yamamoto smiled and held out a hand to invite, "Dance with me?"

Chen Yingfeng put his hand into Yamamoto's and stood up with a smile: "You are welcome."

The two slid onto the dance floor, and the man who invited Chen Yingfeng to the side wiped the sweat from his brow, and ran back in a panic.

The last look that Major Yamamoto gave him just now was freezing cold.

This new prince is too scary.

The two who slid onto the dance floor naturally didn't know how much psychological shadow they had brought to others, and the atmosphere between the two was strangely silent.

Lines of sight did not cross, and there was no communication whatsoever.

Halfway through the song, Chen Yingfeng finally opened his mouth, with a smile on his face again: "Should I call you Major Yamamoto or Commander Xia?"

The person in front of him was naturally not Yamamoto, but Xia Shishi, who had infiltrated the Japanese army a few weeks ago. Xia Shishi had a heroic face, with short hair and military uniform, so he couldn't tell his gender.

Xia Shishi didn't speak.

Chen Yingfeng teased the children: "Smile, dance with a beautiful woman like me, and everyone on the dance floor is paying attention to you. You will be suspected if you keep a straight face."

Xia Shishi had a smile on his face when he heard this, but asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

She came here for a special mission.

The artillery fire outside the city was raging, and the singing and dancing in the city was peaceful, and the host of this dance was Sakai, the commander of the Japanese army outside the city.

This is the most naked ridicule, a heart attack.

Xia Shishi's mission this time is to cause explosions at the ball, not to kill the enemy, but to cause panic, disrupt the command, and seek victory.

And this is also a task of ten deaths and no life.The organization had doubts about her because of Ye Zhiqiu's death, so they arranged a cannon fodder mission for her.

She never thought that she could go back alive.

It's just here that I saw Chen Yingfeng.

She was not sure about this woman. She had bombed the Japanese army's arsenal and killed her mentor Ye Zhiqiu.The organization does not have any background about her, let alone her position.

Chen Yingfeng said: She serves money.Xia Shishi's memory drifted back to the night when she questioned Chen Yingfeng about Ye Zhiqiu's death, biting her lips to pieces.

She didn't want to interfere with Chen Yingfeng's affairs, the task was important.

But seeing Chen Yingfeng being harassed by those flies, she walked over unconsciously.

"What are you doing here again?" Chen Yingfeng's rhetorical question brought Xia Shishi's thoughts back to the dance floor. She looked at the woman with a smile on her lips and her skirt flying, and fell silent.

Chen Yingfeng has a talent for talking to herself: "Do you want to make a big deal, kid?" As she spoke, she got closer to Xia Shishi, with a charming smile on her face, and she almost danced face to face.

Xia Shishi moved a little away, and was entangled again: "Silly guy, they are all looking at us." There seemed to be a hook in the woman's voice, and the hoarse voice was even more attractive.

Seeing that Xia Shishi was no longer avoiding him, she leaned into her ear: "This time, it's a happy cooperation again. I'm here to kill Sakai."

Xia Shiyi tightened her grip on Chen Yingfeng's waist. Chen Yingfeng was in pain and gave her a look.

"We didn't give you money, why did you kill Sakai?" Xia Shishi asked the woman in a low voice with affection on his face.

"Aren't you allowed to have personal grievances?" Chen Yingfeng smiled, "But let me remind you, look at my gestures later, and leave when you see them. They won't stop you in your military uniform. Your arrangements are really good. It's child's play, the diner's fucking trick I quit years ago. I figured it was some crappy business and it turned out to be you stupid boy."

Xia Shiyi's eyes narrowed, "What about you?"

"Hey, draw your gun and shoot at it." Chen Yingfeng turned her head and kicked her legs with all sorts of amorous feelings.

Xia Shishi clasped Chen Yingfeng's waist even tighter, "No." Isn't this more child's play?If you do that, you are almost certain to die.

There was a hint of helplessness in Chen Yingfeng's voice, "I can get out of this completely, you go first, otherwise I have to take care of you, the oil bottle."

Xia Shishi didn't speak, but stubbornly hugged Chen Yingfeng even tighter.

"Stupid thing." Chen Yingfeng scolded in a low voice, "Even if I die, you should be happy. Isn't your teacher revenge?"

The woman in front of her still didn't speak.

After the song was over, many Japanese military officers who were ready to move wanted to invite Chen Yingfeng, and she also wanted to take this opportunity to leave Xia Shishi.

Unexpectedly, with Xia Shishi's strength, she returned to her arms, and another song sounded, Chen Yingfeng had no choice but to continue dancing.

"I thought my refusal was obvious enough." She was a little annoyed.

Just looking at Xia Shishi's stubborn, complicated and painful eyes, her heart gradually softened.

Still a child.

Maybe... when the war is over?

Can the war end?

Both fell silent.

Jazz is flowing slowly, and a warm and mellow male voice sounds.

"I keep asking you, over and over"

"When, where, and how"

"You always tell me"

"Maybe, maybe, maybe"

The atmosphere between the two gradually became more inexplicable.Chen Yingfeng looked into Xia Shishi's eyes—they were full of sadness.

She was shocked and panicked.

She doesn't deserve such an expensive emotion.

In troubled times, having someone to mourn for you is the most extravagant thing.

I don't need these, can't a good business cooperation work?

"You're wasting your time"

"Think about what you need most"

"But when will your decision end?"

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Lin Qingqian has a few tricks to remember, not to mention these words are not difficult.

Her eyes were a little dazed.

Li Zimu frowned behind the monitor.

Lin Qingqian looked not quite right.

But it really fit the mood of the show.

He didn't want to call out the card.

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"Time flies like this"

'My despair grows with each passing day'

"And you still answer like this"

"Maybe, maybe, maybe"

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"Crack." Li Zimu yelled, glanced at the monitor, then at Lin Qingqian who was not in the right state, hesitated for a while, and picked up the loudspeaker, "Lin Qingqian changed shoes, everyone stay in shape, do it again .”

He sat on the ponytail and watched the two of them almost completely replicated the previous excellent performance, even Lin Qingqian's emotions were more in place.

He shook his head slightly, pursing his lips.

After the second pass, he announced that the scene was over, and then approached Lin Qingqian with a sullen face.

"Come here." He waved to Lin Qingqian, stopping Song Qingyue who was following, "Qingyue doesn't need to come here."

The two walked into the lounge side by side, and the door was closed, blocking the curious prying eyes of others.

"What's going on?" Li Zimu was worried, "Your condition is very bad, I feel like you are a stretched string, and it will break if I pull it again."

Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, scratching her head, "No, I don't think there's anything wrong, what's wrong with the acting?"

With a gloomy face, Li Zimu scolded: "What kind of shit are you putting on? Do you know that you've gotten into the show again! It's worth acting so well, don't give me another accident like that happened four years ago."

Lin Qingqian said firmly: "Impossible, I didn't bring Chen Yingfeng in."

Li Zimu pointed at her nose and scolded her, "I've been directing plays for so many years, I don't know if you've been in the show yet?"

"Does Chen Yingfeng's entangled mentality at the ball look like you are worrying about gains and losses now?"

"Let me tell you the truth, your performance just now was either Chen Yingfeng vs Xia Shishi, or Lin Qingqian vs Song Qingyue."

"I don't know what you're struggling with. You were so serious yesterday that you wanted to talk to Lin Zhiyin in person, so what are you hesitating about? Isn't it good for two people to be together?"

"You don't understand." Lin Qingqian interrupted him.

Lin Zhiyin is not the biggest obstacle.The problem lies elsewhere.

Li Zimu's eyes softened, "Okay, as long as you know where the problem is, you have to solve it and don't keep it in your heart. You understand better than I do. Those things at work don't count for you. What, this is the source."

Lin Qingqian shook her head, "We'll talk about it after the filming is over."

Li Zimu hated iron for being weak, "You, you, this will hurt you sooner or later."

Lin Qingqian sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the distant sky.

I can't ask now, the movie hasn't finished filming yet.

Li Zimu looked at Lin Qingqian with dull eyes, and finally sighed: "People who enter the drama often don't realize that they are in the drama. You and Chen Yingfeng's mentality resonated. Chen Yingfeng was confused about Xia Shiyi's feelings. , escape, but she doesn't love Xia Shishi; you are confused and avoiding Qingyue's feelings for other reasons, but you really like Qingyue. Then what? Chen Yingfeng has no arrows towards Xia Shishi at all, and even leads you to keep restraining own inner feelings."

"You have to try to release yourself, don't always be so depressed, you Lin family all have this bad habit. Go ask your heart and see what Lin Qingqian really wants."

"I'll give you a day off, you can think about it yourself."

His expression became a bit more tangled: "If you can't figure it out, it's not impossible to practice sex scenes to stimulate yourself." He gave Lin Qingqian a look, "But you'd better stop in moderation, you haven't been together yet, don't be a scumbag."

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That night, Lin Qingqian held the sleeping child in her arms and opened her eyes.

After a while, she got up and walked to the study, took out the small bottle, and looked at it for a while.

Still put it back.

Li Zimu's words today directly pierced what had been hidden in her subconscious.

I'm afraid I really entered the play.

However, I didn't realize that it was probably a sequela of inheriting the original protagonist's acting skills.The original owner is a self-introduced actor. When acting, he basically follows the primitive instinct left by this body, so it is not clear whether he has entered the play or not.

After all, Li Zimu is a well-known director, so what he said should be right, he may indeed have joined the drama.

But he was not clear about some things. In fact, his feelings for Song Qingyue were almost clear, and what hindered her were other things.

But this state of affairs is indeed about to change.

What exactly do you want?she thought.

In her previous life, she had been walking alone in terms of feelings.She felt that she didn't need the company of so-called love, and she had never fallen in love with anyone.

Friends commented on her: a giant of reason, an idiot of emotion.

So much so that when faced with the passionate and sincere pursuit of the child, she didn't know how to deal with it at first, and the resistance between the two made her worry about gains and losses and hesitate to move forward.

Years of hard work has made her a pragmatist, who likes to weigh the pros and cons and compare the gains and losses in everything.

She returned to the bed, put her arms around the child, and closed her eyes.

After these things hidden in his heart were exposed by Li Zimu, he felt a lot more relaxed.Smelling the smell of the child's body that had been marinated by toilet water, she felt inexplicably at ease.

No matter how you look at it, Lin Zhiyin is terrifying. Lin Zhiyin who wants to break his leg is even more terrifying. At worst, he may even lose his status as the heir of the Lin family.

but……

She thought of those few lines. "Time flies like this"

'My despair grows with each passing day'

"And you still answer like this"

"Maybe, maybe, maybe"

The appearance of a desperate child...?

Suddenly, an emotion that was unfamiliar to her was burning in her heart.

Compare the pros and cons of female and female horses.

Lin Qingqian, whose consciousness was about to fall into chaos and darkness, hugged the child even tighter, as if this could dispel the fear and anxiety about the unknown in her heart.

As long as you keep your promise, leave the rest to me, and I will definitely give you an affirmative answer.

As long as you keep your word.

As long as you keep your word.

The author has something to say: [1] Eldredge Knot: A very romantic and complicated tie tie method, generally used in weddings.

Cough cough cough cough rounding up is getting married!