Chapter 65 Nightmare

"Why don't you discuss it with me." Song Nanqiao raised his hand and pinched the girl's cheek helplessly.

If the investor sleeps with the actor, if it is known to others, there will be some discussion.

"If I told you, you probably wouldn't agree."

Wen Wenyao smiled. She knew Song Nanqiao too well. Song Nanqiao was never willing to let herself fall under the pressure of public opinion. If she told her in advance, Song Nanqiao would definitely not agree to sleep with her.

"The director will actually agree to you."

"I'm not only an actor, but also Miss Wen's family." The girl smiled sweetly, her eyes were curved, and her expression was harmless to humans and animals.

Song Nanqiao sighed, he really had nothing to do with this girl.

"The room is ready, let's go back to the room first." Wen Wenyao took Song Nanqiao's hand, and under the watchful eyes of the staff, the two got on the elevator together.

When taking the elevator, Wen Wenyao kept holding Song Nanqiao's arm tightly, leaning against Song Nanqiao with a soft body, and occasionally shaking the other's arm, just like a little girlfriend.

"Be restrained, go back to the room and be intimate."

"What's the matter in the elevator."

Wen Wenyao didn't seem to care at all, still holding Song Nanqiao's hand, refusing to let go.

When got to the room, just as Song Nanqiao expected, it was a 1.8 meter large bed.

It seems that Song Nanqiao is destined to not be able to sleep peacefully.

Every time the two of them slept together, Wen Wenyao always had to toss Song Nanqiao for a while, sometimes it was only ten minutes, and sometimes it was an hour or two.

As soon as Song Nanqiao put down her luggage, Wen Wenyao hugged her.

"Be quiet tonight, you're going to the scene tomorrow. Recite your lines for a while." Song Nanqiao poked Wen Wenyao's head, and his expression became serious.

"Tomorrow will be a ten-second appearance, with no lines, and a script with lines in the back."

The director deliberately put some simple scenes up front, so that Wen Wenyao could get used to it first.

"That doesn't work either. To make a good impression on the director, I'll take a look at your script."

"Well, okay." Wen Wenyao was still obedient, took the script out of his bag, and handed it to Song Nanqiao obediently.

Song Nanqiao took over Wen Wenyao's script, and after a little glance, he probably knew the outline of Wen Wenyao's role.

"Playing the last princess?"

"Uh-huh."

"Are you sure?"

"There should be no problem in the early stage. The identity of this character in the early stage is that of a royal family. It would be good to interpret the nobleness and character of the princess, but I am not sure in the later stage."

"How to say."

"This is a tragic character. In the later stage, it will change from the identity of the last princess to an exotic Kabuki. The identity of the princess is easier to control, but I have to study the Kabuki part."

Wen Wenyao was not sure. The director's request was to reflect the miserable fall of the princess from the Temple of Heaven after falling into the mud pit after experiencing the chaotic disputes. She had to switch from the identity of the princess and the prisoner repeatedly to fight psychologically. In the end, she accepted her status as a prisoner, but she still had to retain the nobleness that the royal family should have and her own unsullied temperament.

Song Nanqiao looked at Wen Wenyao's face carefully, and I have to say that the director's casting is really good. Wen Wenyao has his own extravagance, and with his clean temperament and graceful gestures, he is very suitable for the last generation. princess identity.

Playing a kabuki may make people feel that she is wasting her temperament, but it is this that makes people feel pity and lamentation towards her.

"If you play this role well, it will attract fans. Because you have the advantage of good looks, and this character is set in a supporting role, it is also attractive."

"Then the premise is that I act well." Wen Wenyao smiled slightly, then reached out and took the script in Song Nanqiao's hand.

She has always been very serious in her work, and never fished in troubled waters. Now that she has decided to become an actor, she must carefully figure out the charm brought by the role and try her best to act in her true colors.

Under Song Nanqiao's gaze, Wen Wenyao took the initiative to sit on the desk and began to study the script carefully, looking very serious.

Song Nanqiao: "I'm so happy."

System: "It's a good thing for a child to work hard for a career."

The one-person-one system exited the room sensibly and ran to the billiards room downstairs to play billiards, which was considered a separate space for Wen Wenyao.

Wait around ten o'clock at night.

Song Nanqiao received news from Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao: I can't understand the script for tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep soon.

Song Nanqiao: Mmmm

When he returned to the room again, Wen Wenyao was already taking a bath, and the script just now was on the table. Song Nanqiao cast his gaze over, and what he saw was the traces of the drawing with a pencil.

"Really attentive." Song Nanqiao expressed satisfaction.

"If you're satisfied, I'll reward your little cutie with a sweet goodnight kiss." Wen Wenyao came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel.

On the snow-white shoulders, there are water droplets that have not been wiped dry.

The girl who had just taken a bath had a slight mist on her cheeks and was flushed red by the hot air. She looked extremely pure, and what she said just now seemed a little playful and cute.

Before Song Nanqiao could speak, the girl threw herself into her arms, raised her head, and looked at Song Nanqiao expectantly with watery eyes.

Of course Song Nanqiao knew what she was thinking, and kissed the girl without waiting for her to speak.

a sweet kiss.

Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao's slender waist, took her into his arms, and wrapped her in a bath towel by the way.

"Get some rest early, we'll be filming tomorrow."

"it is good."

After getting Song Nanqiao's goodnight kiss, Wen Wenyao was as happy as getting candy, like a child, after blow-drying his hair, he lay down on the big bed. When Song Nanqiao turned off the light, he fell asleep quietly.

the next morning.

Before dawn, Song Nanqiao called Wen Wenyao up.

The agent was already waiting outside the door.

The scene to be filmed today needs to be filmed at sunrise, so before six o'clock, Wen Wenyao had to go to the studio to do makeup and prepare for the filming. The director asked that it should be done in one go.

As a girlfriend and organizer, Song Nanqiao naturally followed with her sleepy eyes.

The make-up artist on the set was adjusting the lipstick color for Wen Wenyao under the illumination of the white weave lamp.

"Ms. Wen has very good skin and good facial features, just as rumored." The makeup artist looked at Wen Wenyao in the mirror and kept tsk tsk in amazement.

"What are the rumors like?" Wen Wenyao asked curiously.

"The staff or directors who have met Ms. Wen have all praised Ms. Wen's excellent face. Even with a pure natural makeup, she can beat all the actresses in the entertainment industry."

"Thank you, but I will pay more attention to my acting skills." Wen Wenyao said thank you and began to look at himself in the mirror.

She remembered that Song Nanqiao seemed to be a face control too.

At first, Wen Wenyao didn't pay much attention to things like appearance, but now it seems that he has brought too many surprises to himself. Sometimes, Wen Wenyao wondered if Song Nanqiao would have liked him so quickly if it wasn't for this skin.

"Xiao Wen, the director is calling you."

The agent, Sister Lan, rushed over and prepared to bring Wen Wenyao there.

"Okay." Wen Wenyao got down from the chair, followed behind the manager, turned on the light, and walked to the shooting location.

Song Nanqiao was waiting for him at the filming location.

Wen Wenyao was in a very good mood when he saw Song Nanqiao's first glance, and Song Nanqiao also smiled and made a cheering gesture to Wen Wenyao beside him.

"Xiao Wen is standing here, this shooting doesn't require you to read your lines, it's not difficult, what you need is to leave a stunning glance back at sunrise, remember, don't be too deliberate Go to the camera."

Because it was the first time to shoot, the director was carefully guiding Wen Wenyao, and the filming staff next to him were constantly adjusting their positions.

Finally, when the sun rises and a ray of sunlight hits Wen Wenyao's cheek, the director calls out action.

Under the warm sunshine, the sixteen-year-old princess slowly turned her head back because she heard someone else's call...

Smart facial features with a gentle smile, clean temperament with a pure girlish feeling.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, as if when she turns back, the world has a color...

Song Nanqiao held her breath and was stunned for a moment. Now she finally knows what it means to "look back and smile, Bai Meisheng, Liu Gongfendai has no color"

The director looked at the video recorded on the computer in the background, and was also very pleasantly surprised. He patted his thigh and said excitedly.

"It's really amazing, the computer can't synthesize this face."

Then hurriedly called cut.

Hearing the director calling cut, the staff put down the camera in their hands, and the manager quickly took out a down jacket, making a gesture to put it on Wen Wenyao.

"No need for Sister Lan, I brought clothes."

"Really? I didn't see you taking it just now."

"In her hands."

Wen Wenyao glanced at Song Nanqiao, who was standing in the distance, stunned, and walked in front of Song Nanqiao with small steps.

"Is your girlfriend good-looking?"

"It looks good." Song Nanqiao began to pick up the words.

"Your girlfriend is cold now, what should you do?"

"I should give you a coat." Song Nanqiao was stunned for a moment, and handed over the coat in his hand.

"No, you should hug me."

Wen Wenyao did not pick up Song Nanqiao's coat, but leaned against Song Nanqiao's arms, absorbing the warmth from Song Nanqiao's body.

"Then you have to wear a jacket." When Wen Wenyao was holding her, Song Nanqiao took the opportunity to put the jacket over Wen Wenyao.

He also helped her pull the zipper.

"There is no play this afternoon, you accompany me to play here."

Wen Wenyao took out his mobile phone.

She had planned it for a long time, and it just so happened that these two days were relatively easy. In addition, the scenic spot was very close to the shooting site, so Wen Wenyao planned to go with Song Nanqiao to play for an afternoon.

"what do you want to play?"

"Go to the playground, I heard that there is a food street there."

"Pfft, childish, I'm almost in the third year of high school, and I still go to the playground."

"Hmph, can't high school students go? You'll have to take me there once a year from now on."

Wen Wenyao snorted dissatisfiedly, like a little milk cat, and seemed to be a little aggrieved.

Although he is so old, he has never been to the playground. He finally seized a chance. Song Nanqiao actually said that he was naive, which is really... too much.

If he was in the room now, Wen Wenyao would definitely bite Song Nanqiao a few times before he could vent his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there once a year."

Song Nanqiao nodded in agreement on the surface, but in fact he secretly shouted two childish ghosts in his heart.

"Come with me to breakfast."

"Good big star."

The two walked in tandem, and the agent standing in the distance watched this scene suspiciously.

The investor seems to have met once. Before Wen Wenyao signed the contract, the owner seemed to have a good relationship with Wen Wenyao, and now they live together directly.

If it was a male boss, the agent would definitely not dare to imagine it, but Song Nanqiao is a girl and about the same age as Wen Wenyao, so the agent didn't guess the relationship right away.

In the end, Song Nanqiao could only be attributed to the identity of the second-generation rich lady.

Keep a suspense.

Wen Wenyao is over there.

After the two of them had breakfast, Wen Wenyao was urged by Song Nanqiao again to read tomorrow's script for a while. After the two of them finished their lunch, Song Nanqiao took her out.

Wen Wenyao was wearing a hat and mask. There are not many people here, so it shouldn't be easy to spot.

Originally thought that Wen Wenyao was here to play the project, but along the way, Song Nanqiao kept watching Wen Wenyao buy snacks at various roadside stalls, eating anything sweet and spicy.

The girlfriend bought it in front, and Song Nanqiao was carrying the bag in the back.

"Eat less sweet and spicy food, you will get acne." Song Nanqiao frowned. Acne is a complete taboo for celebrities.

"No, I've never had acne." Wen Wenyao took a bite of the strawberry covered in syrup, and with a squeak, the fruit with a little sugar smeared across the girl's rosy lips and swallowed slowly. down.

"You eat some too."

Wen Wenyao handed the snack to Song Nanqiao's mouth.

"Every time you let me eat leftovers, this time they even gave me strawberry butts." Song Nanqiao didn't buy it.

"Then I'll eat what you've eaten." Wen Wenyao bought a new bunch, let Song Nanqiao eat it first, and then ate the rest by himself.

"There is a scenic spot over there." Wen Wenyao pointed at the wooden sign.

He picked up the camera from the bag and wanted Song Nanqiao to take a picture of her.

Song Nanqiao naturally understood what she meant, took the camera wisely, and started taking pictures of the girl in front of her.

"You stand on the steps, and it looks better when you take a picture."

"it is good."

Wen Wenyao stood on the steps, tilted his head slightly, raised the corner of his mouth intentionally or unintentionally, with a faint smile.

The winter sun shines on her warmly, and with a click, a very beautiful photo is taken.

Wen Wenyao looked at Song Nanqiao below, and Song Nanqiao was enveloped in sunlight.

No one around.

Wen Wenyao took a step and walked in front of Song Nanqiao.

"What's wrong? Did you stop filming?" Song Nanqiao asked patiently.

"No, I think of the first time we met."

Standing in front of her, Wen Wenyao's eyes began to soften, and the moment Song Nanqiao looked into her eyes, her whole body sank...

There was a hint of pink on the girl's white and tender face, showing the shyness of a girl without reservation.

When they first met, Wen Wenyao was like that too, so shy and so cute.

"Time flies so fast, it always feels like we've been together for a long time."

Song Nanqiao stroked her face and said indulgently.

"Because, I've done everything with you." Wen Wenyao bit her thin lips, and then, taking advantage of her stepping on the steps, leaned down and kissed Song Nanqiao.

The girl's lips are very soft, like two pieces of candy, which always makes Song Nanqiao unforgettable.

"Don't say that in the daytime."

"Then talk at night."

After a kiss, Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao and relaxed his body. Song Nanqiao was a little taller than her, and Wen Wenyao's body was lighter, so Song Nanqiao could directly lift her whole body.

"You carry me." Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao's neck.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Song Nanqiao really squatted down, and then the girl's soft body pressed down.

Wen Wenyao was very light, and Song Nanqiao carried her on his back almost effortlessly.

"Nan Joe."

"Um?"

"Carry me into your heart."

"Is Miss Wen that romantic?"

"I will only be romantic with you because I love you."

"Are you talking about love?"

"Of course, no matter how long it takes, I will tirelessly say those three words in your ear."

Wen Wenyao clenched his hands harder, hugged tighter, and the two soft areas on the back became more and more obvious.

"Do you feel it?" Wen Wenyao blushed and whispered in Song Nanqiao's ear.

"I feel... it's here, don't hold it so tightly..." Song Nanqiao suddenly felt a little breathless, and her ears were still numb.

This woman...really is.

...

In the evening, the two returned to the hotel exhausted, and Song Nanqiao took all the things he bought today back to the room.

Afterwards, he took Wen Wenyao to the restaurant downstairs for a simple dinner.

"I have a shooting assignment tomorrow, so I will rest early today." Song Nanqiao reminded Wen Wenyao softly as he cut a steak for Wen Wenyao.

"Um."

In this kind of matter, Wen Wenyao is extremely obedient, and he does his own business well first.

Wait until the two of you are going to sleep.

Song Nanqiao just turned off the lights, so that he would fall asleep faster.

Maybe it was because was very tired from playing today. After giving Wen Wenyao a good night kiss, the girl lying next to Song Nanqiao fell into a deep sleep, her breathing was steady, she should have slept well.

Seeing this, Song Nanqiao didn't dare to make a sound, covered the quilt, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

late at night

The girl next to her frowned slightly and was sweating.

"Song Nanqiao!"

Wen Wenyao woke up suddenly. In the dark night, her breathing began to tremble. Her pupils were a little wet, and her eyes were still red, as if she had been frightened.

In a hurry, Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao who was still sleeping, sobbing silently, unwilling to let go.

"What's wrong..." Song Nanqiao was naturally awakened. When she opened her eyes, she saw the girl's red eyes in the dark night.

"Are you okay?!"

This time, Song Nanqiao didn't feel sleepy at all. She straightened up, took Wen Wenyao in her arms, smoothed her back, and kept shouting words like "it's okay" and "I'm here" again and again. Coax Wen Wenyao again and again.

"Song Nanqiao..."

"Um?"

"I am afraid."

"What are you afraid of, can you tell me about it?" Song Nanqiao put her chin on Wen Wenyao's head and held her tighter.

"I dreamed..."

Just after saying three words, Wen Wenyao began to sob in a low voice, intermittently, unable to utter a complete sentence. Song Nanqiao listened and felt distressed.

"It's alright, don't be afraid, say it properly." She kissed Wen Wenyao's forehead.

"I dreamed...that you were shot, and that you were...in the fire, with only half of your face left...after that, I never saw you again, I kept looking, but But there is no news." When he said this, the girl's tears had already dripped down.

Wen Wenyao couldn't go on, he could only hold Song Nanqiao and suppress his crying.

"Dreams are always the opposite. Maybe I'll get lucky recently, don't think too much." Song Nanqiao was relieved when she heard that it was a dream. She didn't believe in dreams.

"It's so real, just like my own experience..."

Wen Wenyao's fear is not without reason. This dream is different from the past. It brings her a real sense of fear and oppression, as well as the pain of watching her lover die but she can't do anything about it, as if her heart was torn apart. In general, she never wanted to experience it a second time.

"Don't be afraid, am I okay now?"

"Then you promise me that you are not allowed to go out at random in the future, and don't go near dangerous places." Wen Wenyao was still worried and hugged Song Nanqiao. Now she just wants to hide Song Nanqiao in a safe place. .

"Okay, I promise you."

Song Nanqiao grabbed her hand and tugged at her.

"Keep your promise." Wen Wenyao wiped away his tears with a tissue. After pulling the hook, he backhanded Song Nanqiao's hand.

"Um."

"If something happens to you, I won't be alone..."

"Don't say such things."

Song Nanqiao covered Wen Wenyao's lips.

Then he said, "Of course I'll be fine, don't worry."

For this reason, Wen Wenyao calmed down, lay down on the bed again, and fell asleep peacefully in Song Nanqiao's arms.

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