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Just as Zhu Huai exited the game, a call came in from his mobile phone. Zhu Huai saw the caller ID with gentle eyes.

He found a quiet place to answer the phone: "Mom."

"Huaihuai." Mother Zhu's soft voice sounded from the phone: "Are you busy now?"

"Not yet, but filming is about to start, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just want to ask if you are free this weekend, your father Qi's birthday."

Zhu Huai let out an "ah", and suddenly remembered that his stepfather's birthday was indeed these few days, and he hadn't remembered many things in the past few days, so he readily agreed: "No problem, my role will be over soon, I can spare some time. "

Mother Zhu felt relieved, hesitated for a while and then asked, "Do you have any connection with Xingyu..."

Zhu Huai frowned slightly: "No, why mention him?"

Mother Zhu heard the displeasure in his tone, and quickly explained: "Isn't this old relative's birthday this year? After all, he has raised Xingyu for more than ten years. If Xingyu can come to have a meal, he must be very happy... "

"Mom." Zhu Huai interrupted her helplessly: "The person who followed his mother and immediately abandoned his adoptive father after knowing that his father is the boss of the Meng family, how much affection can you expect him to have for Qi's father?"

Mother Zhu nana for a while, then whispered: "It's not that I don't know...but after all, I was raised by my own son, so if he doesn't come to eat, it's good to make a phone call."

Zhu Huai stopped Zhu's mother's whims: "Although we all eat the entertainment circle, we really have no contact, and have you discussed this with Qi's father?"

Zhu's mother stopped talking, and a male voice came from the other end of the phone: "What are you bothering Huaihuai for? He finally has a scene to film, so don't delay him."

Zhu Mu said: "Isn't this your birthday?" After a pause, he continued: "I want him to ask if Xingyu is free."

Qi's father was stunned for a moment: "...the two children are busy, so stop shouting."

Zhu Huai heard this and sighed slightly.

Zhu Huai's biological father is a jerk, who eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles everything.Ever since he could remember, that man's fist has never been broken, either on him or on his mother. It was even worse when he was drunk, and he picked up a stool and smashed it directly. Whenever this time, the mother would desperately Push him into the room and lock him up, and bear the man's roar alone outside. Through the wall, he can clearly hear his mother's miserable cries, the man's violent curses, and the sound of clinking and smashing things.

The wounds on him and his mother have never healed, and there are always new wounds and old wounds, and no one is good.He was too young, and his mother couldn't run away with him, and she was married far away, and her natal family valued sons over daughters, and the water splashed by the married daughter had long been ignored, even if she ran away, she would have no place to go.The turning point in my life was the first year of Xiaosheng, because I accidentally spilled a drop of water on the table, was kicked in the chest by that man, and was sent to the hospital.

At that time, Zhu Huai thought, bear with it, when he is able to bear it, he will be able to escape with his mother.He didn't know how long he would have to endure it, but at the age of 10, he already felt that his eyes were dull.The mother finally couldn't take it anymore and called the police. After several days of quarreling, the mother and son finally got divorced.

Then they ran into Qi Bao's family and rescued them.

Qi Bao's family had just divorced at that time, and he was cuckolded by his ex-wife. The son he had worked so hard to raise for 12 years turned out to be someone else's. When the child's father came to pick up the mother and son in a Porsche, this honest man was still with him. Customers are talking about a few dollars for the car.The divorce procedure between the two was done quickly, and he hadn't realized it after holding the divorce certificate in his hand for a long time. Yesterday, there was laughter at home, but today he was suddenly left alone.

Qi Bao's family was very kind to Zhu Huai, and supported his unrelated son to go to high school and university.

Qi Bao's family once secretly visited their son whom they had raised for 12 years with their belongings, but they were blasted away without even entering the gate.

Knowing this, Zhu Huai became increasingly displeased with Meng Xingyu.

Both he and Meng Xingyu knew each other's identities, and they were in the same circle, so it was inevitable that they would run into each other, but they were just acquaintances, and they hadn't spoken a word, let alone contact information.

Zhu Huai didn't want to deal with Meng Xingyu, and Meng Xingyu didn't bother to deal with him.

But Qi's father still misses the relationship of those ten years.

Zhu Huai compromised: "I'll find a chance to ask him, but I don't guarantee that he will agree."

Mother Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and said distressedly: "I'm embarrassing you."

The two chatted for a while, it was nothing more than wishing the mother was talking about not being too tired, and Zhu Huai listened patiently, answering a few words from time to time.

After hanging up the phone, the door in front of him suddenly opened, and he almost ran into a wall of people.

Zhu Huai fixed his eyes and greeted with a smile: "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Sheli was wearing a dark black suit, with long hair tied up in a black headband, and a handsome face with sharp eyebrows.

This is the costume for today's play, the scene where the Ninth Prince was assassinated by an assassin.

Zhu Huai felt a little lonely, and it was also his last scene.

Jiang Sheli nodded in response, and said, "Excuse me, please."

It was only then that Zhu Huai noticed that he was blocking the door of Jiang Sheli's lounge. He was about to go out, Zhu Huai rubbed his nose awkwardly, and stepped aside: "Sorry."

Jiang Sheli didn't come out in a hurry, looked at him, and asked, "You don't wear makeup?"

Zhu Huai said: "Go right away."

Jiang Sheli nodded clearly, and said lightly, "Come on."

Zhu Huai was stunned for half a second, realized that he was cheering him up, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Looking at Jiang Sheli's leaving back, the inexplicable loneliness in Zhu Huai's heart became clearer.

Zhu Huai's new makeup was done very quickly. Today's clothes are about the same as Jiang Shili's. He is dressed in dark clothes and has high hair. Although Zhu Huai's face is pretty but not feminine, the makeup artist specially made his eyebrows sharper. When he doesn't smile, he looks like a cold warrior, but when he smiles, he loses his power. The dimples on his cheeks reveal a cuteness, like a son of an aristocratic family who doesn't know much about the world.

The new look made people's eyes shine. Several young actresses came to take a photo with him, and then left clutching their hearts.

The director was giving a lecture to the actor who assassinated the Ninth Prince. Jiang Sheli took a bow and arrow in his hand to practice the shooting angle. When he turned sideways, he happened to see the young man who was busy taking pictures.

Different from the lazy look of the past, the well-fitting clothes just outline the boy's narrow waist and long legs. He is doing a cool pose according to the actress's request, very handsome.

Jiang Sheli's eyes deepened for a moment.

After taking the photo with the last actress, Zhu Huai's cheeks were a little blush. He hadn't been surrounded by girls like this for a long time, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He took out the script and wanted to read the last few lines again, but when he saw Jiang Sheli walking towards him, he couldn't control a bright smile.

Jiang Sheli paused in his steps, but within half a second, he walked again, walked up to Zhu Huai, and stood still.

Zhu Huai said happily: "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Sheli held a sword feather in his hand, put his index finger on the arrow, and poked Zhu Huai's heart: "I shot you."

Zhu Huai's heart skipped a beat.

His last scene was shot to death by the Ninth Prince with an arrow. There is nothing wrong with saying that he shot him.

But Zhu Huai's heart was out of rhythm.

Seeing him frozen in place, Jiang Sheli frowned imperceptibly: "Does it hurt?"

After finishing speaking, I will check his chest with my hand.

"No! No!" Zhu Huai jumped away nervously, and his voice raised guiltyly, causing others to look over. His face was glowing, and he said in embarrassment: "It doesn't hurt."

The arrow was pressed against Jiang Sheli's fingertips, the pain should be Jiang Sheli's pain.

Jiang Sheli paused in mid-air for a few seconds with the evaded hand, then put it down as if nothing had happened, and nodded: "That's good."

The director over there was already calling for preparations, and Zhu Huaifu seemed to leave as well.

The Ninth Prince traveled with his family and encountered an ambush on the way home. Although there were many assassins, they lost to the good soldiers and cavalry of the Ninth Prince and gradually lost the battle.

During the chaos, an assassin took the opportunity to take the unattended late return hostage, and used it as a threat to make the Ninth Prince give up a way out.

This is a very emotional scene, which happens to be Zhu Huai's shortcoming. He has secretly practiced many times according to Jiang Shelijiao's method before, and it is somewhat effective.

It is impossible to let the assassin go, the Ninth Prince is a ruthless person, how could he let go of hidden dangers for a small Qingguan.

The moment the Ninth Prince took the bow to face her, Wan Gui's eyes were full of disbelief and despair, but more of it was sadness and desolation.

He should have understood a long time ago, the prince has a great cause in his heart, and his ambition is in the community, so how could he give the slightest attention to the private relationship of his children.

Zhu Huai's performance in the first scene was not very good. He wanted to express his emotions too much, but instead tried too hard.

Before reshooting, he subconsciously looked at Jiang Sheli, as if he could gain some peace of mind by doing so.

Jiang Sheli met Shang Zhu Huai's eyes, but the boy himself probably didn't realize that there was a plea for help in it.

But Jiang Sheli didn't lend a helping hand to him. It's not a good thing to rely too much on being brought into the play. Zhu Huai will go to other crews in the future, and he can't always be in the same crew as him by chance.

In fact, "Unfaithful Minister" is his last TV series. From now on, he will focus on the big screen and behind the scenes. If it is not to repay the favor owed to Shen Peiping, he will not participate in this drama.

Fortunately, he was able to make up for Zhu Huai's guilt.

Jiang Sheli's eyes are as plain as water, and the light brown eyes are calm and deep, like fine wine that has experienced the baptism of time, mellow and strong.

Zhu Huai looked at each other for a few seconds, then couldn't help but look away, and couldn't help raising his hand to touch his hot ears.

During the second filming, Zhu Huai restrained himself a bit, but he still lacked taste. Although Shen Peiping didn’t have high requirements for non-graduate actors, but Zhu Huai’s performance in the last two scenes was good, so he couldn’t help but look forward to it. Ask him to take another shot.

Zhu Huai adjusted his mood, looked up at Jiang Sheli who was standing opposite, he raised his arms and bowed to him at that place, ending his late life.

""The Unfaithful Minister" has [-] scenes and three shots three times, action—"

Everything went well ahead. When the Ninth Prince bent his bow and shot him, Zhu Huai expressed the role of the character very well. The camera moved forward. The desolate identity of late return is more likely to resonate with people than unbelievable.

"Congratulations on finishing—"

Zhu Huai got up from the ground, politely thanked the congratulators, but couldn't help looking at Jiang Sheli.

In the scene just now, Jiang Sheli's expression was slightly reluctant, which surprised him, and he didn't realize until it was over that Jiang Sheli was bringing him into the scene again.

Shen Jingjing came over and gave him a packaged bouquet, with both joy and sadness on his face: "Congratulations, baby."

"Thank you." Zhu Huai took the flowers and held them in his hands, laughing at her: "My brother."

Shen Jingjing said reluctantly: "This farewell, I don't know how long it will take to see you."

Zhu Huai turned on the camera and asked, "Do you want to take a photo together?"

"Okay, okay!" Shen Jingjing's melancholy was immediately diluted, and she happily posed the poss.

The two had just finished taking a photo together when a staff member ran over and said to Zhu Huai, "Brother Zhu, there are fans visiting the class, do you want to go?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhu Huai's eyes, and he confirmed, "Me?"

The staff member nodded: "Yes, hold your hand and keep asking if I can see you, I said I'll ask."

Zhu Huai felt an inexplicable strangeness in his heart, he hadn't had fans come to visit the group for a long time, maybe Shen Jingjing's group was his only fans, suddenly he felt uncomfortable.

"Okay thanks, I'll go take a look."