After Li Feng bought the medicine and returned to the room, Qi Boyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window drinking.

The mood doesn't look bad, even if the face has just been beaten, the swelling has not subsided.

Li Feng walked over and handed over the medicine. Qi Boyan didn't like others touching him. As a personal assistant, Li Feng would pay attention to it on weekdays.

He made a judgment by saying what he had just said from Assistant Ji Wang: "There should be no one around Mr. Ji."

Li Feng heard the chuckle, he looked suspiciously, and Qi Boyan's eyes were filled with joy: "It's cute, isn't it?"

No one should think that the tall and handsome Mr. Ji is cute, but Li Feng did not answer.

Qi Boyan drank all the wine: "It looks good when you're stubborn and angry." Qi Boyan didn't mean to let Li Feng respond, but was just talking to himself.

He put the wine glass down, took out a spray, and sprayed the wound: "Remember to send him to the studio tomorrow, don't let him run away."

After spraying, Qi Boyan took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, and Li Feng saw it: "There is no lighter in the house, I'll go buy it now."

"I don't smoke." Qi Boyan said.

Of course Li Feng knew about this, but Qi Boyan was prone to a lot of things on a whim, so it's not surprising that he suddenly wanted to smoke.

Li Feng: "Then I'll go back to my room first."

Qi Boyan bit the cigarette holder, mumbled vaguely, didn't know what to think, and laughed again.

Compared with the atmosphere of this room, the atmosphere in Ji Wang's room was simply solemn.

Xiao Xu went to the bathroom lightly, for fear of affecting Ji Wang's tranquility.

When Xiaoxu woke up after a good night's sleep, before dawn, he got up and wanted to drink a glass of water. Seeing that Ji Wang was still lying on the sofa, he went to get a blanket and planned to cover Ji Wang lightly.

Xiaoxu only took a few steps when Ji Wang opened his eyes, which were full of bloodshots, as if he had stayed up all night, and seemed to be drunk.

Ji Wang's voice was hoarse: "What time is it?" Xiao Xu looked at the clock on the hotel wall: "Five o'clock." It turned out that he had only slept for two hours, but it had been two hours since Ji Wang had slept.

Xiaoxu felt a little distressed: "There is melatonin in the suitcase, do you want to take two?"

Ji Wang hummed, he is an actor, he has to be professional, he has to sleep even if he can't fall asleep, otherwise he will not be in good shape tomorrow, affecting the shooting and delaying the progress of the crew, and he can't afford to pay.

Jiwang rarely eats melatonin, because he rarely suffers from insomnia and usually sleeps very well. After all, he is young, only twenty-four years old, and has been acting for four years.

Qi Boyan made his debut a year later than him, but he became popular and turned purple.

Ji Wang swallowed five melatonin pills in one breath, and wanted to smoke a cigarette before going to bed, but he couldn't find his pack, so he had to give up, put on a blindfold, and covered the quilt.

Early the next morning, Xiaoxu got up to buy breakfast for Ji Wang, and when he opened the door, he saw Li Feng's smiling face and slammed the door. What a wicked sect, why are you still haunted!

The phone vibrated, and Li Feng said to Xiaoxu in WeChat, "I brought you breakfast, and I'll take you to the crew by the way."

Xiaoxu poked the screen hard: "No!" He is Ji Wang's assistant, and he doesn't need Li Feng to meddle in his business. Li Feng is Qi Boyan's assistant.

Li Feng knocked on the door with a gentle voice: "Brother Xu, don't embarrass me, Master Qi asked me to take you to the studio."

Xiaoxu rolled his eyes and said, "Return to the Lord.

The door of the bathroom behind him was opened, and Ji Wang walked out with a wet face: "What are you doing blocking the door?"

Xiaoxu said awkwardly: "Li Feng is outside." Afraid that Ji Wang would not understand, Xiaoxu added: "Qi Boyan's assistant!"

Ji Wang wiped the water off his chin: "Let him in."

Xiao Xu screamed in shock, but did not dare to disobey Ji Wang's intentions, so he reluctantly opened the door and stared at Li Feng vigilantly.

Li Feng brought breakfast to the table: "Mr. Ji, let's have some porridge."

Xiaoxu glanced at the meal, and even he couldn't find fault. Ji Wang likes to drink porridge in the morning, and he likes to eat raw fried buns, which must be accompanied by a glass of milk.

Ji Wang sat down generously, and called Xiaoxu over to eat. Xiaoxu dawdled. After Li Feng thoughtfully arranged breakfast, he left the room, leaving no nuisance, and his eyesight was perfect.

After the people left, Xiaoxu said, "Brother, this is from Qi Boyan."

Seeing Xiao Xu's incomprehensible look, Ji Wang said with a smile, "If you don't eat breakfast given by others, you won't eat it for nothing."

Xiaoxu sat down obediently and poured milk for Ji Wang: "I thought...you hate him."

Ji Wang took a bite of the fried bun: "It's annoying."

Xiaoxu couldn't understand it, he could only think that he was not mature enough, that he didn't have the ability to take care of himself, and that he hated someone and didn't delay him from enjoying breakfast.

Li Feng drove a low-key car and sent Ji Wang to the crew. His play is only in the afternoon, so I put on makeup first and then wait for the play. At this time, the assistant director came and gave Ji Wang a new script.

The director didn't say what drama to add yesterday. Ji Wang took the new script and read it, his face darkened.

His role went from an assassin who had a crush on the sinner's daughter to a general's admirer.

I admired the general since childhood, and after learning that the general was bewitched by the daughter of a criminal minister, he was motivated to kill, and wanted to remove the stumbling block on the bright road for the general.

childish! ridiculous! Unreasonable! Isn't Zhou Lie a great director? It's okay to let Qi Boyan mess around like this? !

Ji Wang was so angry that he walked around the dressing room a few times before finally sitting down. Now he just wants to finish filming this mv quickly, and don't see Qi Boyan again.

By the time we got to the set, the new scene had been set up. The scene where the heroine was supposed to give medicine to the general was changed to an assassin visiting the general at night, giving medicine to the general, and also telling her sincerity.

Ji Wang no longer masked his face, and put on elaborate makeup all over his face. His makeup artist has also changed, and his techniques are more skilled and meticulous.

Qi Boyan sat behind the awning, holding coffee in his hand, drinking slowly. The director was talking to him with a tablet next to him. When Ji Wang came, the eyes of the two fell on him at the same time.

Zhou Lie's expression was much calmer than yesterday: "Xiao Wang, I added some words for you temporarily, can you memorize it? It doesn't matter if you can't memorize it, we will dub it later."

Ji Wang said in a low voice, "Isn't this the mv, the supporting characters still have lines?"

"It's more interesting this way." Qi Boyan said, and he didn't know what was interesting in his words.

Ji Wang was too lazy to ask.

An hour later, night fell in the shed, and in the dilapidated old house, the assassin slowly approached the general who was sleeping on the bed.

The general's wound was bound with a red cloth, which was torn from the clothes by Xu Xian, the daughter of the criminal minister.

Mo Ming gently undid the red cloth and threw it to the ground. He took out the gold wound medicine from his body and gently sprinkled it on the general's wound.

The general woke up, just about to start, but saw the assassin's face clearly.

"It turned out to be you!" The general was shocked.

Ji Wang lowered his eyes and held Qi Boyan's hand: "It's me."

The blood is very real, dripping on Qi Boyan's fair skin, not good-looking, very dazzling.

Ji Wang raised his eyelashes: "General, Xu Xian can't stay."

Qi Boyan's eyes fell directly on his face, not very involved in the play, just like reciting lines: "Why do you do this?"

"Because Doom has loved you for many years."

He was repressed and in pain, as if he was tortured by endless emotions, and even the circles of his eyes were red because of it.

Ji Wang: "Over the years, in my heart... only you." He said sincerely.

But looking at Qi Boyan's eyes, but the same is not involved in the play, there is no affection, only indifference, and even a trace of boredom.