The Best Actor’s Courtship: Miss Scriptwriter, Please Love Me!

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The next day, Gong Yu just finished a play and went to the dressing room to prepare for the dress.

The seven brothers looked very ugly and came in. The seven brothers said something to the makeup artist. The makeup artist walked out of the dressing room. There were only two people in the room, Gong Yu and Qi Ge.

Gong Yu was keenly aware of the abnormality of the Seven Brothers and asked: "What happened?"

The seven brothers looked gloomy: "Have your old man made a headline?"

Miyayu looked at the Seven Brothers and his face was dull: "Is she?"

Seven brothers questioned: "Who?"

Gong Yu gnashed his teeth and said the name of the person: "Fang Xinting."

The seventh brother asked more confused: "How do you know. Or say you and her..."

Gong Yu lost a knife in the ice.

The seven brothers suddenly shrunk their necks: "The headlines broke out and both of you appeared at the airport at the same time, and then they took you to a driveway. So you said that the two of you actually got some dye before the show, and said that you In fact, it is not like the feelings of Xiao Yan’s feelings and love, but to cover up the fact that you are derailed, deliberately said so sweet."

Gong Yu's face is more and more gloomy, and finally it is almost unsightly like a black pot.

Gong Yu immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of Murong Yunxiao: "Hey, Xiao Yan."

This is the first time that Gong Yu called Murong Yunyu after the phone was called on the first day. It was mainly because his time was almost used for work these days. He had almost no free time to call her and he was free. Later, it was almost late in the middle of the night.

When Murong Yunxiao received the call, she was happy in her heart. In the past few days, she actually put all her time into her work. She wrote day and night, almost to the point of sleepless nights.

"Hey? Is it busy? Don't call me for so long."

Miyayu was silent and asked: "Oh, what did you watch the news?"

Murong Yun slammed a meal: "News? What news?"

Gong Yu knew that Murong Yunxiao had not seen the news yet, and his heart suddenly sighed: "The news is false reports, don't believe, you must believe me."

"..."

With doubts, Murong Yunuan closed the document being written and opened the webpage. The headline of the news is about Gongyu. Murong Yunyu quickly browsed the news about the meaning.

On the phone, Gong Yu did not hear the answer from Murong Yunxiao. The heart panicked and eagerly asked: "Small, are you listening?"

"Well, I took a look at the news."

"..."

Gong Yu suddenly felt a panic in his heart and was somewhat helpless.

"I won't believe in the news of the wind and the shadows."

After hearing the words of Murong Yun’s easy words, Gong Yu finally fell to the ground: “That’s good! I’m afraid you think too much.”

Murong Yunxiao chuckled: "Then you honestly explain, why don't you call me for so many days?"

"I am working."

"Work? This reason is too perfunctory, it is impossible to work all the time, no rest."

"I am afraid that I will miss you, I dare not call." In fact, Gong Yu was afraid that he would like to admire Yun Yun, throwing himself into the work and arranging his entire time.

Murong Yunxiao chuckled: "You have to eat well, sleep well, oh."

"it is good."

......

Gong Yu and Murong Yunxiao talked a few words and hung up the phone.

Just hang up the phone, Murong night's phone came in.

Gong Yu picked up the phone: "Hey, big brother."

“What happened to the news?” Murong’s voice was waveless and could not hear the true emotions.

"News is not a fact." Gong Yu calmly responded.

"Well, I know." Murong night hung up the phone.

The seven brothers looked at Gong Yu: "What? Big scorpion is looking for you to ask for a crime?"

"No."

"Now what?"

"Don't bother."

"that……"

Not waiting for the seventh brother to finish, Gong Yu said directly: "Mu Rong night will handle."

"what?"

"This big scorpion is the most painful, and he won't sit back and watch. We don't need to pay attention to it. It's good to do things right now."

"Oh, you are so good, you have a good wife, and there is such a good voice."

Gong Yu’s mouth twitched a faint smile.

"Oh, it’s really different. For so many days, I just saw you laughing for the first time. You only know the work every day, knowing what they are saying about you? They are calling you the working machine behind, mentioning When you are young, you are a little bit breathed."

Gong Yu once again restored the cold noodles and said to the seven brothers: "Call the makeup artist to come in, it's time to go."

The Seven Brothers can't help but vomit: "Really, the work machine is back."

......

The next day, Gong Yu continued to film, and today there is some discomfort. The continuous work makes his body somewhat unbearable, especially the irregular diet and the pain in the stomach.

Seven brothers worried and asked: "How? Can't you do it? If you can't do it, please take a vacation with the director today. You are not an iron man. It is just that you have a rest and let everyone take a break."

Gong Yu shook his head: "Nothing, just drink some hot water."

The director snorted and Gong Yu’s stomach entered the shooting ground.

The seventh brother looked at Gongyu while he was worried, and his shoulder was patted.

The seven brothers looked around with doubts, but they saw Murong Yun looked at him with a smile.

"Small? How come you?"

"I am going to visit the class?"

Murong Yunyan said with a relaxed face, then his eyes cast a shot at the palace center, and this eyes, Murong Yunxiao slightly frown, said unpleasantly: "Seven brother, how do you take care of him? It’s so bad, it’s a lot thinner.”

Seven brothers looked at Murong Yun innocently: "Where is it, is he himself? I only sleep less than six hours a day, all the time is used for work, that is, the iron-powered robot will be thin."

Murong Yunyun thought of what happened to Gong Yu on the phone yesterday. Sure enough, he was busy and didn't have time to call her.

"Then your director is too capitalist, how can you use it so arrogantly, and the director will give advice." Murong Yun's dissatisfaction is very obvious.

"You don't know, all this is thanks to your husband. Your husband is just like a chicken blood. When he came up, he told the director that the work to be arranged was more compact. As a result, the director took a ten-hour job. The amount was given to him. He was still unsatisfied with the requirement of 18 hours a day. The director disagreed, and he proposed to change to 16 hours. The whole crew was almost abandoned by your husband, where is the family? The amount of work assigned to him is large, and it is clearly his own self-abuse."

The two of them were talking, and they heard an exclamation in the hall: "Miyau..."

The two immediately looked at the scene and saw Gong Yu fell in the arms of Fang Xinting.

Murong Yunxiao rushed into the hall and came to the side of Gongyu. He saw the cold sweat of Gongyu, his face pale, his lips scorned, and his eyes closed.

Murong Yun asked coldly: "What happened?" Fang Xinting did not care about who was talking to her, and eagerly explained: "I don't know what happened to him. Suddenly, his face was white and a lot of cold sweat. , fainted."

The seventh brother said nervously: "It must be the stomach. He is not feeling well today."

Murong Yunyi took the palace from Fang Xinting's arms and Fang Xinting was about to lift his hair, but he was on a pair of hail.

Murong Yun said coldly: "Thank you for your care of my husband."

Fang Xinting gave a slight glimpse, and the hand was stiff in the air.

Murong Yunxiao calmly turned to the seventh brother and said: "Seven brother, called an ambulance."

Soon the ambulance arrived and Gong Yu was sent to the hospital.

Murong Yunjing quietly sat in the door of the emergency room, his expression was cold.

On the other hand, the seventh brother appeared to be a bit unsettled, constantly changing his posture, and looking up at the door.

Fang Xinting also followed, but it seems that she has no position, can only look at it. Chen Dao looked at the seventh brother and asked: "He is uncomfortable today. Why don't you say that this is a disease, but how can it be good?"

The seventh brother shook his head helplessly: "I also advised him, but he could not listen."

Soon, the doctor walked out and said: "Which is the patient's family?"

Several people were surrounded, and Murong Yun said calmly: "I am a patient's family, I am her wife."

Fang Xinting looked at Murong Yunxiao, and his heart was sour and sour.

The doctor glanced at Murong Yunxiao, and the dissatisfied accused said: "Your family is really careless. The patient has sent it like this. The stomach bleeding, but fortunately, it was timely. It is no longer a problem, but it is necessary to rest. In a few days, at least one week in hospital."

Murong Yun nodded and asked: "Well, when can I go to see him."

"It will be fine to go to the ward later."

Your family will go through the formalities first.

The seventh brother hurriedly received the documents from the doctor: "I will go."

Murong Yun nodded and glanced at the door of the emergency room.

Chen Yingqiang’s phone rang and he picked up the phone and walked into the stairwell to pick up the phone.

Fang Xinting looked at Murong Yun’s awkwardness, and she said coldly to Murong Yunxiao: “It’s all because of you, he is like this.”

Murong Yun turned to look at Fang Xinting.

Fang Xinting said wickedly: "It's all you, if it's not you, he won't work so hard, he won't get sick."

Murong Yunxiao’s nephew was also a bit cold, and asked faintly: "But what position do you have here to blame me?"

"You, you are not worthy of him."

"It doesn't matter if you don't deserve it."

"My conditions are better than you. I am the one who can help him in my career. You will only drag him down. He will only let him remember to work and go home to accompany you with a vase. He follows you. There won't be a good future."

"First of all, my condition is not good, you can judge it. Secondly, can you help him in his career? This is basically what he does not need. He will get what he wants by his own ability. Once again, he is willing to work. Going home with me will fully explain everything. What he really needs in my heart is me. All this is enough to show that my importance to him and the relationship with us do not allow you to judge."

Murong Yun’s sharp words made Fang Xinting’s face red, and the gas lungs were blown up: “Good! You are called Yun Muzhen! You give me waiting, I will make you look good.”