Red walls and green willows and glazed tiles, outside the Kareem door.

Jiang Xingxing held the newly woven brocade clothes in his hand and walked slowly along the palace wall. If he looked closely, he would find that the brocade clothes on the plate were trembling slightly.

She lowered her head, stared at the embroidery on her feet.

Step by step, step by step... She walked carefully and cautiously, as if she was walking on a tightrope. If she was not careful, she would fall into the abyss and would never be restored.

Around her, the imperial concubine in a gorgeous dress was having a private meeting with someone.

The target of her private meeting was the powerful eunuch in the East Factory.

Now, the palace maid Jiang Xingxing has broken through their affair.

She walked her path carefully with a tray, her head pressing down very low.

...

"Card!"

At the director's order, the tense atmosphere on the scene suddenly relaxed like a pierced balloon.

The director shouted in anger: "That palace maid, come here, yes, what about you!"

Jiang Xingxing stepped on the shoes at the bottom of the flower pot and ran over with small steps: "Director Liu, call me."

The script in the director's hand was wrapped in a scroll and was about to hit her head, and she quickly turned her head and avoided it.

"You are a passing palace maid, where did you have so many dramas?"

Jiang Xingxing was stunned: "Director, I...whether I am not acting well?"

"You acted well, so good! But you snatched the heroine's scenes!"

The director was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Just cross the road, just walk well, what kind of scene should I grab?"

"But the director, the palace maid who broke the affair between the imperial concubine and the eunuch must not be able to survive. He knew that his life was not long, so he was afraid that it should be an instinctive reaction."

"You can be scared, but you're so fucking scared!"

"Does the director think I'm using too much force? I can still recharge a little more."

Jiang Xingxing's pale lips immediately began to tremble, and his dark eyes quickly moved left and right, like a frightened bird, and were dodging.

Her expression was very rich, and she could easily pick up the fear, and it was not too exaggerated, just right.

But the director interrupted her impatiently: "Stop, stop, stop, act so well, would you please be the heroine?"

Jiang Xingxing's black eyes lit up: "Okay!"

"Okay, you've got your lunch box, get out!"

...

Jiang Xingxing changed his clothes and took off his makeup, went to the logistics office to get the lunch box for today, and walked out of the film and television city dejectedly.

From a distance, I heard several extras dressed in palace maids secretly discussing her--

"I'm overestimating myself, really treat myself as the heroine?"

"When I have a camera, I show off my best, and I think I have the chance to play the leading female lead?"

"To be honest, her acting skills are really good, but it's a pity... she will never be the protagonist."

"Yes, there is such a big scar on my face. Which drama will invite her to be the heroine?"

"It's almost the same to play Harry Potter."

"Hahahahahaha."

...

Jiang Xingxing took out a small mirror and looked at his face. The girl in the mirror had a pretty face, a pair of bright and almond eyes, and was so charming that her skin was as white as snow. However, it was precisely because her skin was too fair that a light pink scar on the upper corner of her left forehead was particularly obvious.

The scar is about the size of a five-cent coin and is in the shape of a crescent moon.

It would be fine if it was injured next to it, but it was injured on the face, which was equivalent to distorting the appearance.

Jiang Xingxing sighed, put down his bangs and covered the little crescent moon tightly.

Just as she was about to take a step, she heard a sharp brake without any defense, and a black car almost hit her.

The lunch box came out and poured it onto the black car opposite, and she also fell down.

The logo of the black sedan is half a meter away from her, almost blinding her eyes—

Rolls-Royce.

But there was a piece of cooked meat slices from her lunch box hanging on the logo, which was steaming hot.

Jiang Xingxing couldn't help but tremble for a moment, it's over.

The cleaning and care fee must be paid a lot! She can’t even get the extra money for lunch now!

At this time, the door of the Rolls-Royce opened and the driver was a man in a suit. He looked at Jiang Xingxing sitting on the ground and asked, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Xingxing raised his head, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with water: "It hurts, it hurts so much..."

The driver frowned and was a little nervous: "Where did you... hurt?"

"The whole body hurts, and it may hurt the internal organs."

Jiang Xingxing covered his stomach with his hands, the corners of his mouth began to twitch, and his face turned pale.

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

"No need, sir, it's my fault. I didn't watch the road and hit you. Don't worry about me, just wait slowly by myself."

The driver was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, so he turned around and walked towards the back seat of the car and said nervously: "Young Master, I...I've hit someone."

Jiang Xingxing keenly felt a sharp look from behind the black car window, and she instinctively felt guilty.

"Pretty."

The voice was a little low-melt, full of a stable and thick feeling, calm and relaxed, like a solid ice that never melted for many years.

Jiang Xingxing shuddered.

She decided to add a show to herself, so the tears that had been in the corner of her eyes slowly fell down with great control, like a bullied girl, helpless and pitiful.

The driver felt guilty and sweat oozed out of his face: "Young master, she seems to be very uncomfortable."

"She's acting."

The man in the car murmured softly: "Let's go."

Jiang Xingxing took off his disguise and raised his head in shock. Unexpectedly, the man could see through her acting skills at first glance. This is too awesome!

She has many years of experience in drama and stage dramas and considers herself to be a powerful actor.

At this time, the car window slowly moved down a few centimeters, and you could see the eyes of the man in the car.

The black eyes contained a cool look, which reminded people of the lonely wolf walking alone in the wasteland.

"Please take some medicine for the wound on your hands, and don't leave scars."

His tone was plain, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him—

"Every inch of the actor's skin should be well protected."

Only then did Jiang Xingxing notice that the position of his wrist was scratched, and it should have been injured when he fell down.

He has a strong observation ability!

Jiang Xingxing couldn't say a word. When she was stared at by those narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes, she felt that a romantic French rose seemed to bloom in her heart.

Rolls-Royce restarted and slowly drove out of the film and television city.

Jiang Xingxing stood up, took out a Band-Aid from his bag and stuck it to his wrist, looked at the remaining lunch boxes on the ground, and sighed, and the supper was reimbursed again.

But the man just now was so beautiful, he could be said to be very beautiful.

...

The episode just now did not seem to affect Shang Jie.

He leaned against the car window, his slender fingertips, holding a cast.

"City of Daylight" is the most anticipated popular IP drama in recent years, invested and filmed by Shangshi Group. The director has initially tentatively set the male and female protagonists and sent it to Shangshi Group's youngest behind-the-scenes boss for the finalization.

Shang Jie casually flipped through the photos and information of the male and female protagonists and put them aside.

The driver Linchuan looked at him through the rearview mirror and asked, "The male and female protagonists are the most popular popular actresses and traffic-produced fresh meat this year. They are both handsome men and beautiful women, and they are very popular. Are Shang Zhuan dissatisfied?"

"Precise doesn't matter, I look at acting."

When she said this, Shang Jie couldn't help but think of the girl just now. She was wearing a loose light pink sweatshirt and casually tied her bun, looking pretty and charming, and acting... She could really cheat people if she could do it at will.

Such a young man, this acting is rare.

It's just that the scars between her forehead seem to have seen them somewhere...

Shang Jie's head felt a sharp sting, and he instinctively pressed his forehead with his hands.

"Mr. Shang, before going to the clinic, our car has to be washed."
To be continued...