Talking about the script? My dad is the overlord [Entertainment]

This wave of enthusiasm quickly passed, and Ding Yang devoted himself to the life of the two-point and one-line crew.Unsurprisingly, Cheng Yu was replaced, perhaps out of compensation, the newcomer taking Cheng Yu's role was a newcomer from Xinghai.

Ding Yang originally planned to shoot "Merry" in December, but due to Ava's obstruction, the matter was delayed until two months before officially agreeing to it.

In Ding Yang's perception, Ava seems to hate homosexuality extremely.

Although "Merry" is a gay magazine, its main consumers are not gays, but young women.

Smooth and beautiful muscle lines, a resolute and tough face, and a body with great explosive power, Ding Yang... none of them.

Ding Yang looked at the handsome and handsome man on the cover of the last issue of "Merry" magazine, and was deeply depressed.

But he still wanted to shoot.After all, I have been chasing magazines for so many years.

"It's the last scene." The assistant makeup artist fiddled with his hair, sighing a little.

Ding Yang looked at "Xiao Shushi" in the mirror, and suddenly felt a little bit sad.

Qi Cheng came in wearing silver armor, his sword eyebrows were damp, and his hair was wet, making the sharp outline of his face more prominent.

There is a bloodstain on the corner of his forehead, extending from the temple to the top of the eye. Although it is painted, it is still very realistic.

"He's pretty handsome." Ding Yang raised his eyebrows and commented without hesitation.

Qi Cheng looked at Ding Yang in the thin plain clothes and frowned.

It's almost Chinese New Year now, and it's fine to turn on the air conditioner indoors, but it's below zero outside.

"Do you have to wear this?" Qi Cheng asked the assistant next to him.

Ding Yang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "There is a "fox fur"." He said it was a fox fur, but he didn't know the real material.

"Aren't you cold?" Ding Yang felt cold when he saw Qi Cheng's silver armor outside.

Qi Cheng: "Insulation."

Ding Yang: "..."

Ding Yang saw the snow machine for the first time when he went out.It happened to be winter when Li Chengyun's troops approached the city, and Xiao Shushi's country had its first auspicious snowfall.

The reality is also winter at this moment, except that there is no snow, other things are also in line.

Because the scene was too grand, it took several days just to arrange it, and the group performances were also invited. At this time, they were all wearing armor and standing around with weapons that Ding Yang didn't know whether it was a spear or a halberd.

Xiaoya stood opposite, turned her head to see Ding Yang and Qi Cheng who came out together, she felt a little sad, her fanfic was coming to an end.

The wise and talented counselor did not wait for his brave general, but only waited for an emperor who was ruthless and colder than snow.

On the day the country was destroyed, he committed suicide by taking poison and passed away.

She could imagine how many readers would send her blades tonight.

Immediately, she thought that her artiste was about to wrap up, and she immediately became happy.The crew stayed for more than three months. Even if it was novel at first, it became boring later on.

"Photography team, props team get ready—" Bao Hui shouted from the side, wrapped in a big dark green padded jacket, holding a loudspeaker.

The first to appear was Ding Yang.The camera follows Ding Yang. He is wearing a snow-white and soft fox fur, which makes him more noble and pure, and his eyes seem to be a little more reserved and noble.

Ding Yang didn't look at the camera. The camera showed a close-up of his hand. Ding Yang's hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly, and his nails were slightly pink.

Under the heavy snow, his eyes were blurred.He was obviously afraid of something, but his face was calm and calm, and his eyes were calm.His tightly pursed lips were elegant and elegant.

The hearts of everyone outside the court followed him.In the vast snow field, he walked quietly, finally stopped in front of the jade steps, looked up at the people not far away

The marching sound of "pestle, pestle and pestle" was like thunder, one after another, hitting the hearts of everyone on this side of the imperial city. Ding Yang's position made Bao Hui admire, and any frame of this was an excellent landscape painting.

Complicated emotions flashed in Qi Cheng's eyes, and he walked up to Ding Yang with heavy steps, leaving a row of footprints in the snow.

This road finally came to an end, and standing at the end was his confidant Xiao Shushi, and in the imperial city... Qi Cheng raised his head in due course, and cast his gaze towards a palace in the distance.

Tong Jiaoyang was right there.

Qi Cheng withdrew his eyes and stared at the bright yellow package held by Ding Yang's left hand, his eyes were deep and cold.

There was a bit of clarity in Ding Yang's eyes.

"Yuxi." Ding Yang said.He smiled suddenly, his brows were light, and his person was as thin as fragile snow.

Bao Hui's heart was raised. It was obvious that Ding Yang's every frown and smile were exciting, and his sense of rhythm was also excellent.

Speaking of which, during this period of time, Ding Yang and Qi Cheng acted almost at one time.If it is said that Qi Cheng played with others in the past, it was basically a crushing level advantage, but he and Ding Yang faced each other tit-for-tat, evenly matched, so people couldn't take their eyes off it.

With a "click", according to the script, the umbrella in Ding Yang's hand fell.He walked towards Qi Cheng from the other end, and the snow gradually covered his shoulders.

He held the bundle in both hands, his eyes were pious and far away, and he was neither happy nor sad.

Qi Cheng stared at him for a long time, not in a hurry to take Yuxi.

In the book, Li Chengyun fought in his own country and successfully won the crown prince, but Xiao Shushi was not idle, and his power secretly penetrated into every corner of the Yan Kingdom's palace.

When Li Chengyun's troops approached the city, Xiao Shushi was forcing the palace. He had a long-cherished wish to hand over the jade seal to Li Chengyun himself.

"Sir." Qi Cheng's voice was a little lower, as if he was recalling the word, his eyes gradually became a little dazed.

"We did it." He stared at the bundle in Ding Yang's hand and said.Snow water slid down the side of his face, and when he spoke, he brought up a cloud of white mist.

Ding Yang lowered his eyes and restrained his expression, and only handed the burden to Qi Cheng without saying a word.

He was originally immersed in Xiao Shushi's sad and relieved state of mind, but suddenly saw the fresh scar on the top of Qi Cheng's hand extending into his sleeve.

Ding Yang was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Qi Cheng's hands were scars painted by a makeup artist.However, when he handed the package to Qi Cheng, the corner of the package touched the scar on Qi Cheng's hand, and Qi Cheng's hand seemed to shake.

Ding Yang's eyes flashed, he raised his head slightly, and met Qi Qi Cheng's deep eyes.Qi Cheng saw doubt and search in Ding Yang's eyes, and he just blinked his eyes. Ding Yang remembered that he was still acting, suppressed his suspicions, and turned around gracefully.

He walked towards the imperial city, with the umbrella thrown by him at his feet.

Ding Yang and Qi Cheng drifted away, the snowy field was vast, and behind him were Qi Cheng and his thousands of troops.

Qi Chengli stood in the snow, holding a bright yellow and conspicuous bundle in one hand, watching him leave all the time, his eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes dark.

"Cut!" Bao Hui yelled, his eyes showing surprise.

Ding Yang had already reached the edge of the venue. At this time, many young girls and boys came up to meet him and stuffed things into Ding Yang's hands one after another.

"Congratulations, it's over!" Everyone said with a smile.Ding Yang's performance in the crew also unknowingly won everyone's respect.

Ding Yang suddenly remembered that the crew has such a rule.When one person finishes shooting, because finishing basically means death, so the mood is not very good. At this time, the director of the crew or someone who is familiar with the artist will send red envelopes to suppress the bad luck.

Bao Hui also came over at this moment, and smiled and gave Ding Yang a red envelope. Ding Yang smiled and accepted it unambiguously.There is no need to be hypocritical at this time, after all, this is also Bao Hui's kindness.

He was holding a stack of red envelopes, but his mind was not on it. He stared at Qi Cheng who was being helped by the staff to take off his armor not far away, and the doubts in his heart had not dissipated.

Qi Cheng took off his armor and walked towards him. Ding Yang was afraid that others would know about it, so he pulled Qi Cheng aside and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with the injury on your hand?"

"You care about me?" There was a thick smile on Qi Cheng's face.

Ding Yang: "..." Are we talking about the same thing?He thought to himself.

"What the hell is going on, really?"

"I cut the fruit." Qi Cheng said.

"You treat me as mentally retarded?" Ding Yang smiled angrily.Can you cut the back of your hand when cutting fruit?Moreover, although he only took a cursory look at the scars on Qi Cheng's hands, they were obviously scratches.

Qi Chengcha changed the subject: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Let's make "Merry"." Ding Yang answered casually.

"Then?"

"Look at the resources." Ding Yang said uncertainly, Qi Cheng's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"I still have half a month to finish." Qi Cheng said.

Ding Yang nodded slightly, stared at Qi Cheng for a while, thought of what he had said to Wei Yizhuo before, and quietly suppressed his sly smile.

Recently, he has somewhat understood why Qi Cheng is awkward.

"Is the injury on your hand really all right?" Ding Yang asked.

Qi Chenggang wanted to say that it didn't matter, but suddenly remembered the knowledge points taught by Qin Yang, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear: "It hurts, why don't you bandage it for me?"

Qi Cheng went home after receiving a call from Qi Wei last night, his mother was in a bad mood at that time, and just scolded Qi Wei, Qi Cheng went up to persuade him, but was dismissed during the dispute.

"Let's go, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade." Ding Yang remembered what his mother Yang Hua said when introducing Qi Chengshi, and he understood a little bit, but his face was still cynical.

Qi Cheng looked at Ding Yang, who was dressed in fox fur, reserved and poised, and heard his own heartbeat like a drum beating.

Ding Yang went back to the hotel to find the medical box, and found the alcohol and cotton swabs after searching for a long time.

"Give me your hand." Ding Yang said angrily.

Qi Cheng paused, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand in front of Ding Yang. Ding Yang watched him roll up his sleeve to reveal a complete six or seven centimeter long scar, his heart suddenly became complicated, and the corners of his mouth closed.

"Why don't you know how to bandage when you're injured?" Ding Yang asked.

Qi Cheng's eyes dimmed slightly, but he didn't speak.

He left home last night, just feeling very tired, and didn't go anywhere, so he went back to the dormitory assigned by the company.

He is used to being injured in such disputes, and it has become a vicious circle. He even thinks that bandaging the wound is a waste of time and effort, and his hands hurt, and he doesn't seem to feel so uncomfortable in his heart.

When he woke up, the wound had already scabbed a little, so it didn't hurt so much, so he didn't worry about it, because Ding Yang was going to wrap up today, so he had to come.

Of course, he will not tell Ding Yang these concerns.

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The second is slightly later.