Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    After the play, the logistics will bring the lunch box at noon, and continue shooting in the afternoon.

    In an open space, some sheds were built. After the lunch break, Mingxu wanted to touch up makeup in the shed.

    She still held the script in her hand, occasionally glanced at the make-up gap, and then continued to close her eyes, looking at the character's appearance before shooting.

    Mingxu, who works hard, has a different kind of charm, with a straight nose bridge, long eyelashes, curved eyebrows, thin lips without lipstick, very light color, naturally light lips He pursed his brows, and focused on the work that followed.

    The makeup artist put the image of Mingxu on the moon under the fairy in the play, and Li Guyun's body is a lotus, so this image is elegant and beautiful, with a blue silk shawl down, white clothes better than snow, skin color Porcelain white, cheeks painted with light pink, faint blush, face like lotus petals.

    Song Jianzhi was sitting across from her. For the first time, she turned into another temperament, another kind of beauty.

    How can the sand sculptures on Weibo be as good-looking as Sister Mingxu, Song Jianzhi secretly turned on the camera and propped her elbows on the table as if nothing had happened.

    The moment she pressed the camera button, Song saw that Zhizhi was guilty, and cautiously leaned out from behind the phone to look at Mingxu.

    Ming Xu raised his eyes as if he was aware of it.

    Like a squirrel that was found sneaking pine nuts.

    The eyes are round.

    Song Jianzhi's thumb fell on the shooting button, and Mingxu on the screen froze.

    She didn't bother to look at her phone, so she had nothing to say: "You still read the script when you make up."

    "Yeah." Mingxu turned his finger over the footer, "Look at the next play, I'll tell you the play."

    "Oh..." Song Jianzhi responded, as if there was a bottle of sweet soda in her heart, and there were small bubbles.

    The makeup artist gently said, "Mr. Ming, look down."

    Ming Xu did what she said, Song Jianzhi didn't disturb her work, Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at the album.

    I don't know if I just took the flowers...

    Song Jianzhi opened the photo album and saw that she had just taken two photos. I was afraid that Mingxu had captured her on the spot and her hands were shaking.

    In the first picture, Mingxu raised his eyes to look at himself, his jaw was clean, and his face was light.

    The second picture, Mingxu looked towards... towards the camera, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were charming.

    She found it.

    Song Jianzhi bit her lower lip and secretly glared at Mingxu who closed his eyes.

    Of course I didn't dare to stare, for fear that Mingxu would open his eyes again "if he was aware of it" and catch himself.

    But why do you feel sweet even when you are so embarrassed?

    Is it because I like this person too much?

    In the high woods in midsummer, amid the endless cicadas in the mountains, in front of Mingxu, Song Jianzhi raised his hand and gently pressed his thumping girl's heart.

    Yangliu is already catalyzing the makeup artist to move faster, and the makeup artist has been rummaging through the makeup box, "Mr. Ming, wait a moment, there is a lipstick that I can't find, it's strange, why isn't it there?"

    The other end was in a hurry, the makeup artist had already put the makeup powder on Mingxu, but the lipstick had not been applied, Song Jianzhi saw that there were many lipsticks on the table, and asked: "I can only Use that one?"

    "Mr. Ming's lip color is a mixture of two or three colors, and it is not easy to make up for one less." The makeup artist explained patiently.

    Ming Xu closed the script, looked up at Song Jianzhi, Song Jianzhi didn't notice her, and was still helping the makeup artist to find something.

    Ming Xu said, "The lipstick that Zhi Zhi used should be fine."

    The makeup artist paused and looked over.

    Mingxu said slowly: "I use a lip balm that will be more reddish, and it's probably feasible to use her lipstick." She raised her eyes and looked over, "See Zhi, can you borrow it?"

    "It's about the same, Miss Song, can I trouble you?"

    Song Jianzhi glanced at Mingxu suspiciously, then opened the bag, found out the lipstick and handed it over.

    "Then try it."

    "Thank you Miss Song!"

    The makeup artist first used a lip brush to color Mingxu, took a look at the effect, and then used her professional level to adjust the lipstick to the desired color, and then solved this matter, let Mingxu was able to shoot successfully.

    Ming Xu put Song Jianzhi's lipstick into his bag very naturally. Before the makeup artist left, Song Jianzhi had nothing to say and could only watch.

    The makeup artist added some eye makeup to Mingxu, and then I was relieved. I went to Pengzhou to check the actor's makeup, leaving Mingxu and Song Jianzhi behind.

    Song Jianzhi looked suspicious and whispered, "Did you hide the makeup artist's lipstick?"

    Ming Xu said generously: "It's not me."

    "How can I joke about work." Mingxu smiled, "Who made us tacit."

    Yangliu greeted Mingxu and let Mingxu take his place, Mingxu's wide-sleeved robe brushed the back of Song Jianzhi's hand, and the hand hidden inside pinched Song Jianzhi's, very intimate.

    Song Jianzhi stuck out her tongue behind her.

    Hey, who has a tacit understanding with you.

    Song Jianzhi was tired of watching the filming, so she lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, two power banks were enough for her.

    Her Weibo has also gained more than 100,000 followers, but Song Jianzhi has no hobby of posting Weibo, and basically just doesn't post, like a dead number.

    She searched Mingxu's id very skillfully to see if there were any new Weibo in real time, and found that a big fantou actually reposted a Weibo that she was familiar with.

    The cotton wool: look what I found in the corner of Weibo! Xuxu's to sign oh oh ah!

    Yuanyuanqi girl: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Groundhog Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

    Song Jianzhi clicked on the big picture and saw the familiar phrase "everything wins".

    The little girl at the front desk basically reposts the sand sculpture jokes on Weibo, but also reposts the thread dynamic ah ah ah ah, the whole person switches seamlessly between the sand sculpture and the groundhog, and there are no fans. , It took so long to be discovered by cotton wool.

     Needless to say, the power of big fantou, the comments below are visibly rising. When Song Jianzhi saw it, it had just been posted on Weibo for half an hour, and there were already thousands of comments.

    "Today is also lemon essence, woo woo woo"

    "I'm different, I want Mingxu to wish me to be Mrs. Ming (broken tone

    "When can I get a wild Xuxu to sign, the believer is willing to be a vegetarian lemon for a lifetime"

    Song Jianzhi brushed with relish, and clicked on the little girl at the front desk to see it, and sure enough, her Weibo had grown into a lemon tree, covered with lemons, and many people asked her Passed, but never got a reply.

    Mingxu just ended the scene and came over to take a look, "What are you looking at?"

    Song Jianzhi said so many times, Mingxu nodded, handed her a bottle of water, and said, "Do you want to drink water?"

    Song Jianzhi put down the phone and took it, and said a few words to Ming Xu, and then looked down and found that the like icon on the screen turned red.

    "What did you order?" Song Jianzhi was stunned.

    Is this a trained magic hand? Fast as the wind? ?

    Ming Xu also saw it, she took a sip: "Song Xiaozhi, don't touch the porcelain."

    Song Jianzhi recalled, it seems that Ming Xu did not have a chance to touch the phone.

    I came across it by accident?

    What kind of precise luck!

    Ming Xu looked at her dazed and dazed expression, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, there are so many likes, no one will pay attention to your trumpet."

    Song Jianzhi took a deep breath and looked up at her, "...I'm on a tuba."

    She was depressed and a little frustrated, Mingxu paused for two seconds, and could only make up for it and cancel the like for her, "No one should be watching your Weibo."

    "Just talk to that girl when you go back."

    Song Jianzhi said sullenly.

    Ming Xu went to continue filming, Song Jianzhi held her chin in a daze.

    Actually...she's not afraid of being discovered, but—

    Before letting others know, you should let them know your heart.

    It's not a kiss that doesn't mean anything, it's not vague love words, it should be more certain and more ritualistic.

    She likes the ritual.

    With the certainty of going forward and not retreating.

    The filming didn't stop until dusk.

    Going down the mountain, Song Jianzhi and Ming Xu sat on the bus back to the hotel together. The high backs of the chairs separated each row into a small world.

    Song Jianzhi was a bit motion sick, sitting in front of the window by the window, Mingxu sat on her right side, side by side.

    Mingxu was unraveling the earphone cable for Song Jianzhi, and said, "I'm not good at unraveling things, so I made my earphones like this, eh?"

    Her voice was very soft, almost gentle.

    Song Jianzhi looked down and said, "Reminds me of a drama that said that the can opener was invented long after the invention of the can."

    Ming Xu's men kept moving, and looked at her sideways, "Is there any special meaning?"

    Song Jianzhi thought about it and said, "No, I just remembered."

    When I think of something, I want to tell you.

    Ming Xu hummed, unplugged her earphones, plugged her into her phone, put on her right ear, and took care of her in every possible way.

    Finally holding the left earphone in his hand, he shook it and said, "Can I share this one?"

    Song Jianzhi nodded silently.

    Ming Xu hooked his lips and put on his left earphone, motioning Song Jianzhi to choose a song.

    Song Jianzhi opened the player's playlist, swiped her finger, and found—

    Songs you want to share with each other.

    The lively and sweet music was split in two from the headphone cable and passed to the two of them.

    Before Song Jianzhi locked the screen, she even clicked the single loop too much.

    When she was done, she whispered, "I get motion sickness! I'm going to squint for a while, and then call me when I get there."

    Ming Xu laughed sullenly and said ok.

    Song Jianzhi leaned her head against the glass, closed her eyes, and carefully covered her hot little ears with her long hair.

    The lyrics were passed into the hearts of the two.

    …

    "How romantic, I'll take a confession letter and say good night to you, love cycle, it's natural"

    When he sang this sentence, Mingxu took Song Jianzhi's hand and said to himself: "Ah, I'm asleep, I shouldn't find out."

    Song Jianzhi:…

    Humph!

    "Love is the beginning and the answer to the story"

    Ming Xu gently supported Song Jianzhi, put her head on his shoulder, and stroked the top of her hair.

    "Good."

    The author has something to say:  Why Song Xiao only loops the single, because the author listens to this song every day to produce jelly for you, can't let me alone, akimbo .

    The drama mentioned in the text: "The Most Perfect Divorce"

    Lyrics from: "Confession Copywriting" is a lyric work, the original song ak "rchu"

    Super sweet, it is recommended to match

    About the question of the sub-c in the previous chapter, the relationship of the sub-c is an indispensable part of the whole world for the author, but it is true that the space limit will make the main c appear less, and it is difficult to avoid this aspect. , because from the perspective of plot coherence and logic, it is difficult for the author to divide the characters into two, that is, two stories.

    The author can only guarantee that if there is a full chapter sub-c, it will be marked in the chapter. But when they are involved in important plots, they are inseparable.

    The author and the reader have different perspectives and hope to understand each other. In any case, thank the little angels for their support and love.

    Thank you, little angels, plug in headphones and listen to the song 030