The car window was knocked several times. Tang Zhixi raised her eyes and looked at the hand and knew it was Ye Hanzhi.
She sat up, adjusted the seat back to its original position, and then lowered the window.
The morning air was a bit cool, making her shiver.
"Why are you sweating so much?" Ye Hanzhi frowned.
"I had a dream." Tang Zhixi took out a few tissues from the armrest box and wiped the sweat on her forehead and neck, "Is there any news?"
"No." Ye Hanzhi said, "The entire bamboo forest has been searched like a carpet, and all traffic arteries are also being investigated, but there is no news."
Tang Zhixi curled her fingers, and the result was as expected. Four minutes was enough for him to escape.
But she always wanted to hold on to a little hope, just like when she insisted on coming to Yancheng, she also held on to that little bit of hope, hoping that Song Zhengde would know something about her grandmother.
"Breakfast." Ye Hanzhi handed the breakfast through the car window, "It's from a nearby town. I went to their back kitchen to check it out. It's quite hygienic. Eat some."
Tang Zhixi took the soy milk and steamed dumplings: "You went to the kitchen?"
"Well, I've seen all the ingredients, meat fillings and so on. I looked at several restaurants before I saw one that I was satisfied with." Ye Hanzhi said, "I was still watching them wrap and steam them."
Tang Zhixi opened the soy milk and took a sip, then looked at him and said, "Is it true that no one hit you?"
Ye Hanzhi laughed: "Maybe because I look fierce, I don't dare."
Indeed, Ye Hanzhi's appearance is both evil and noble. He is good-looking, but when he has no expression, he looks quite untouchable.
Ye Sanye has lived in fine clothes since he was a child and does not understand the fireworks of the world. Tang Zhixi can understand it to some extent.
She is different, she can eat anything. She has even eaten tree bark and earthworms as long as they are not poisonous to death.
After Tang Zhixi finished her breakfast, Ye Hanzhi drove her back. She was always waiting for news, no matter where she was.
But he originally wanted to send her to the hotel to let her rest.
But Tang Zhixi insisted on going to the set, so he finally drove to the set.
When he arrived at the set, he didn't stay much longer. After telling her some things to pay attention to, Ye Hanzhi drove away again.
Tang Zhixi was quite normal this day, working hard on the filming, communicating with the director, and Duan Nian. She didn't talk much, but she was serious about everything she did. When Jiang Nian spoke to her, she responded.
There was no difference at all from usual, and she couldn't tell that she didn't have a good rest last night. It was as if what happened last night had no impact on her.
She didn't even take it to heart.
It wasn't until the next morning when Ye Hanzhi came to bring her breakfast that he realized something was wrong with her.
Tang Zhixi is running a low fever.
The last time she had a fever, Tang Zhixi's eyes were red, and her lips were darker than usual. This time, her eyes were not red, but Ye Hanzhi could still tell that something was wrong at a glance.
Ye Hanzhi thought he caught a cold in the woods or had a fever caused by an infection in the wound on his finger.
But after taking my pulse, I discovered that it was excessive heart fire caused by Qi stagnation and blood stagnation.
To put it simply, it is a low-grade fever caused by excessive mood swings.
Tang Zhixi habitually wrapped herself in a cold and calm appearance. On the surface, nothing happened, but her body really reflected it.
And this burning lasted for three days.
Tang Zhixi didn't think anything of it. She even kept filming for the past three days and didn't take it seriously.
Ye Hanzhi was just heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.
This was her knot, she didn't want to say it, and there was nothing he could do about it.
I can only stay with her on the set, get her some fire-reducing food and decoctions every day, and take good care of her.
After her fever subsided and she was observed for two more days without recurrence, Ye Hanzhi returned to Yancheng, and then back to the Imperial Capital to deal with the backlog of matters accumulated over the past few days.
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-November, and the weather is getting colder and colder.
There has been no news about Qianye and the others. Tang Zhixi thinks they are probably no longer in the country.
Ye Hanzhi has also been very busy recently and hasn't been to the set for a long time. However, he calls Tang Zhixi every day and occasionally does video calls.
Slowly this seems to have become a habit.
On November 23, the crew finished filming in Chiya Village. The next filming location is the Film and Television City in Yancheng.
This means that if the night's performance is not particularly late, Tang Zhixi can go back to Weiyang Palace to stay instead of staying in a hotel.
On the third day of filming in Yancheng Film and Television City, Tang Zhixi started filming the scene of singing on stage.
So it involves putting on opera makeup.
The makeup artists on the crew were not very good at opera makeup. The director originally wanted to hire a professional at a high price. But I heard that the makeup artist on the crew next door had done opera makeup in the theater for three years.
So I spent some money and borrowed the makeup artist from the crew next door.
On the morning of the makeup day, Tang Zhixi was told to arrive at six o'clock.
So she and Jiang Nian set off from Weiyang Palace before five o'clock.
As a result, it was past eight o'clock in the public dressing room, and Tang Zhixi did not wait for the notice to put on makeup.
The first time Jiang Nian went to ask, it was 6:50, and the director said that the makeup artist hadn't arrived yet. The second time, he went to ask at 8:10.
The man was gone for more than ten minutes, and when he came back, he had a slap mark on his face.
Tang Zhixi was looking at the twenty-four solar terms on her mobile phone at the time. After many days, she finally finalized the content of the design draft.
"Sister Xi, the makeup artist is here and asked you to come over." Jiang Nian's tone was normal.
Tang Zhixi responded. When she turned off her phone and stood up, she glanced at Jiang Nian, who had his head lowered.
Jiang Nian's hair reaches her shoulders, but she always ties it up whenever she's working. And she tied it up this morning and took it down after going out.
"look up."
Jiang Nian bit his lower lip and didn't move.
Tang Zhixi directly grasped her chin and lifted her face up. Her hair automatically moved back, revealing the red mark on the right side of her face.
Tang Zhixi stretched out her index finger and pushed her hair back.
A very clear slap mark.
"Who hit him?"
Jiang Nian's eyes were very red, and he didn't have any tears at first, but as soon as Tang Zhixi spoke, the tears immediately fell out, and the corners of his mouth turned down.
"Speak, who hit me?"
"Make-up artist." Jiang Nian wiped away her tears and said, "He went to the bathroom, and I waited for him outside the door of the No. 1 dressing room. But when he came back, he insisted that I stole his ring. Sister Xi, I
No stealing, I saw no one in the dressing room, so I didn’t even go in."
Tang Zhixi put her cell phone in her pocket, her eyebrows a little irritable.
"He also took my ring away. He said it was his, and then he slapped me." Jiang Nianwan said as if complaining, "I bought that ring for my engagement with my boyfriend.
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"So you just stood there and got slapped by him? Then you came back without saying a word?"
Jiang Nian sniffed: "I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for you. I want to wait until I finish putting on my makeup."
Tang Zhixi looked at her for a while, then chuckled, turned around and walked out: "It's causing trouble."