Chapter 182 Didn't the angry one agree to talk today?
Chapter 182 I’m so angry. Didn’t we agree to talk today?
Thinking that there was an emergency, Qi Lin hung up the towel and hurried to answer the phone.
The call was from Wu Yunpeng.
The movie "Red in the Fire" discovered some problems during the review process and made some slight adjustments, resulting in some gaps in the original plot. In order to make the plot smoother, Wu Yunpeng and the screenwriter discussed it for a long time, and finally decided to adjust the plot.
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But if you do this, you have to reshoot, which requires money.
In order to obtain funds, Wu Yunpeng spent a long time with investors.
The artists' schedules are basically arranged in advance. If it weren't for Wu Yunpeng's original say in the circle, and because this movie is a mainstream movie, it would be really difficult to get it together.
"Leaving now?" Qi Lin couldn't help but frowned.
"Well, the filming location has been prepared, and everyone else has been notified. I guess they are on their way over now. It's just you."
"Can't we wait until daytime?" If it were in the past, Qi Lin would definitely agree without hesitation, but he didn't want to break the promise.
"Qi Lin, I know this request is a bit excessive, but there is nothing I can do about it. You are the protagonist. If you don't come, the whole crew can't move forward. The filming location is piled up with money, and every second of delay is lost.
It’s money, the funds that investors are pursuing..."
"I'm sorry, Weiwei, I broke my promise." Qi Lin said seriously, knowing that no matter how much he explained at this time, it would be useless.
Qi Lin: My luggage is in the bedroom. You can help me take it out first. I will go down in a few minutes.
"Um."
In fact, Song Wei was almost coaxed by Qi Lin, but when the topic of "talking again" came up, she inevitably felt a little resentful.
Wu Yunpeng had already told Qi Lin like this, how could he refuse again.
"That's not good." Song Wei, who rarely had a petty temper, said angrily.
As soon as he heard Qi Lin's promise, Wu Yunpeng's old face burst into laughter.
Song Wei, who didn't wait for Qi Lin to say anything for a long time, felt the small flame of anger in his heart burning brighter. He snorted and rolled to the back of the bed again.
"Since Weiwei you didn't refuse, then I'll assume you agreed." After Qi Lin finished speaking, he sat down and reached out to pat the quilt gently.
"Wei Wei, be good." Qi Lin lowered his voice and said softly.
After looking at his watch, he saw that it was only around three o'clock in the morning. Qi Lin thought for a few seconds, and finally reached out and knocked on Song Wei's bedroom door.
Song Wei, who transformed into a quilt silkworm baby, did not answer.
"Brother Lin." Song Wei called softly.
The last "good" voice seemed to have a little hook on it, which took away all the little emotions in Song Wei.
"Brother Lin, just open the door and come in..." Song Wei was completely unconscious and buried in the bed without even opening her eyes.
"Then I'm coming in." Qi Lin said first before opening the door.
Feeling that Qi Lin was already beside her, Song Wei stretched out her arms outside the quilt and tried her best to open her eyes. However, because her eyes were too sour, she could not help but narrow them, and her big eyes just opened.
There was a small gap, but he still looked at Qi Lin.
Qi Lin walked to the bed and looked at the sleepy Song Wei, his face full of tenderness.
Qi Lin didn't dare to laugh this time.
Just when Qi Lin was about to get up and leave, Song Wei quickly poked her head out: "Brother Lin."
After coaxing Song Wei for a while, Liu Qi called, saying that he had arrived at the villa and asked Qi Lin if he could leave now.
Even though she knew that Qi Lin didn't want to do this, Song Wei was still extremely unhappy. Her eyes were full of resentment, her mouth was pursed, and she snorted on purpose, then she lay directly on the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
He immediately rolled to the back of the bed.
Originally, Qi Lin's voice was deep, rich, magnetic, and extremely pleasant. But now the gentleness and doting contained in his tone made Song Wei unable to resist.
Although something was delayed, Qi Lin did not regret his decision last night.
Qi Lin, who noticed Song Wei's little mood, quickly restrained himself and asked softly: "Wei Wei, can I sit down?"
"The incident happened suddenly. Director Wu really had no way to refuse." Qi Lin said apologetically.
Hearing the laughter coming from Qi Lin, Song Wei, who was nestled under the quilt, puffed up her cheeks angrily. She was so angry that she didn't want to take the initiative to pay attention to him, so she deliberately hummed twice.
Liu Qi, who was on duty around the clock, responded to the message and said he would come to pick up Qi Lin soon.
"Okay, but brother Lin, you have to pay attention to your own safety, take care of yourself on the set, and don't let yourself get injured again." Thinking of Qi Lin's injury last time during filming, Song Wei was still a little frightened and couldn't help it.
He stretched out his hand to pull him and gave him a few more words.
Looking down at Song Wei, the corners of Qi Lin's mouth couldn't help but raise. Just thinking about what he was going to say next, he felt a little guilty for no reason. He cleared his throat and whispered that he was going to C City to make up for it now.
I have talked about the filming of "The Red in the Fire".
This attitude was very helpful to Song Wei, but she still felt uncomfortable and said angrily: "Brother Lin, who told you that you have to talk about it today!"
After hanging up the phone, Qi Lin looked at the black screen and sighed slightly. He first sent a message to Liu Qi and then packed his luggage.
Song Wei, who was hiding under the quilt, arched her head and moved to Qi Lin's side without leaving any trace.
After a while, Song Wei asked with drooped eyebrows, "Brother Lin, didn't you say we should have a good chat today?"
"Brother Lin, are you looking for me for something?" Song Wei, who really couldn't open her eyes, closed her eyes and smiled at Qi Lin.
"Brother, I'm begging you. Just think of it as doing me a favor, okay?"
He didn't want the important moments with him to be so rushed in Song Wei's memories.
"I'll leave first, you can sleep a little longer."
This little look is so cute.
Feeling Song Wei's worry, Qi Lin smiled and nodded, then leaned over and kissed Song Wei's forehead gently: "I remember, don't worry."
Song Wei, who had further contact, should have become somewhat immune to the forehead kiss, guess right, but her cheeks were still red.
Song Wei, who was sleeping soundly, thought she had an illusion. Qi Lin knocked several times before she realized what she was doing.
Seeing Song Wei's reaction, Qi Lin couldn't help laughing.
After sending the message, Qi Lin looked tenderly at Song Wei, who was secretly observing his movements: "Liu Qi is here, I have to go, Wei Wei, wait until I come back, and we can talk again, okay?"
Song Wei, who was still half asleep, immediately opened her eyes, sat up, and turned to look at Qi Lin.
Too many things happened in the past two days, and Song Wei's mood was up and down like a roller coaster, tossing and turning on the bed like making pancakes.
But even though she couldn't sleep, Song Wei still lay down until nearly twelve o'clock before getting up.
Song Wei didn't have much rest and didn't have much appetite, so she made herself some food. But just after finishing the meal, she received a call from Ji Xuan, inviting her to come to his home for dinner in the evening to celebrate.
There was nothing to do, and Song Wei, who had not seen Ji Xuan and the baby for a long time and missed them a little, naturally agreed without hesitation.
