Song Qiao was a little embarrassed and wanted to move away, but the man fixed his waist and said, "Don't move."
His voice was very soft, but when it fell on Song Qiao's eardrums, it was like thunder exploding, making the hairs on her body stand up in shock.
Some long-lost memories were brought up again, and Song Qiao felt that the man's arms on both sides of her were like hot iron pliers, so hot that she even began to breathe quickly.
She gritted her teeth, managed to calm down and said, "Stay away from me."
Gu Jingting held the reins, and his breath lightly spread over her ears as he spoke: "This is the only place on the horseback, no matter how far it is, you can't go far. Could it be that you are shy?"
It was clearly a simple inquiry, but it was full of joking and ridicule.
How could Song Qiao be willing to lose in front of him? He pinched his palms, straightened his back and said, "How is that possible? I just don't want to be too close to a strange man."
"Really?" Gu Jingting protracted his tone, his attitude somewhere between the blurred line between belief and disbelief.
Song Qiao waited for a moment with her heart raised, thinking that he would say some random words, but unexpectedly, he simply changed the topic, "Look ahead, keep your back straight..."
He actually really concentrated on teaching.
Song Qiao's whole body seemed to be hanging in the air, unable to go up or down, and his breath was stuck in his chest.
She looked down at the man's hands in front of her and secretly grinded her teeth. When the opportunity arose, she would definitely make this bitch pay the price, including her capital and profits!
"If you want to scold me, just say it. Don't hold it in your heart." Gu Jingting seemed to have a glimpse of her inner thoughts.
Song Qiao was horrified, with a calm expression on his face: "Why don't you scold me? I don't."
"It's best that way."
Song Qiao didn't dare to talk anymore, adjusted her mind, and began to learn how to ride a horse with Gu Jingting.
I have to say that Gu Jingting is quite capable. During the teaching process, although he spoke little, he always spoke to the point, and his attitude was stern.
If Song Qiao loses her focus even a little, her waist will be pinched to remind her to concentrate.
After going back and forth, Song Qiao was afraid that he would find another opportunity, not to mention getting distracted, not even daring to take a break.
Of course, the effect was quite remarkable. In the evening, she was able to ride a horse slowly by herself.
For the next time, Song Qiao would go out early and come back late to run around the racecourse. His whole body was sore and his back was sore from training, and the inside of his legs was even more painful.
Momo came over in the evening and saw large areas of her skin that were red and bleeding and felt so distressed that she almost cried.
"It must be Na Rong Luoyin who is behind it this time, otherwise the plot, which is clearly in the second half, would be so advanced." She was indignant.
Originally, her idea was to wait until Song Qiao joined the crew and then use her free time to study.
In this way, when the circus is filmed, she will be almost proficient, and there will be no need to work as hard as she is now.
Song Qiao didn't take it seriously. He took the ointment and applied it three times, five times and two times. He raised his head and said with a smile: "Who told her that she is now in a big position? The director will naturally support her."
If she started to curse angrily because of this, she would never have time to climb up.
All she can do is work hard and work harder to reach the peak she wants as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, it’s the day of filming.
Song Qiao came to the set early to do her makeup and hair. When the director saw her, it was as if she was seeing air. He didn't take her seriously at all. He held up a loudspeaker and shouted at the people to work quickly.
"I'm still thinking about standing around. The filming will start soon. Why don't you hurry up and beg the director now? I might be able to scold you less if something goes wrong later."
Someone walked next to her, it was Lin Xiaoyue, the third female escort who had been following Rong Luoyin that day.
Song Qiao raised her head and half-smiled: "You rushed to stand up for her. You are so loyal. Are you afraid that if you take a step too slow, you will lose the chance to kneel and lick her?"
Lin Xiaoyue's expression changed, "What did you say?"
Song Qiao closed the script, tilted his head slightly, and there was pretentious doubt in his black and white eyes, "You can't understand what I said so clearly. Do you have a brain problem or are you a little deaf?"
She spoke with a smile, and there was a hint of fierceness in her words.
"Song Qiao, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Lin Xiaoyue didn't expect that she would dare to scold her back, so she was so angry that she raised her hands and rushed towards her.
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Song Qiao said calmly.
A figure appeared behind her and caught Lin Xiaoyue's falling arm. He didn't even show any mercy, grabbing her with such force that she cried out in pain.
"Ah...hand, let go..."
Gu Jingting was half-blocking in front of Song Qiao, his tall and straight figure brought great pressure, and his eyes hidden behind the mask reflected a chilling chill.
He said calmly: "If you dare to trouble her again, I won't mind destroying your hands."
Lin Xiaoyue opened her mouth and met Gu Jingting's gaze. All the sounds disappeared in her throat. He, he was telling the truth! She even had an intuition that if she dared to provoke again, she might even lose her life.
Realizing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and she hurriedly broke away from him and ran away without looking back.
Song Qiao looked at the person pointing in this direction not far away, and said jokingly: "Okay now, then the news about me being a big name will start spreading outside."
Gu Jingting lowered his head.
She was sitting in the shade of a tree, with the morning light dappled all over her through the branches. With her makeup, she looked exactly like the pampered and grown-up Miss Prime Minister they described.
And he had a desire to climb down.
"Are you starting to get scared now?" Gu Jingting asked.
Song Qiao shook his head.
What just happened will happen sooner or later.
Now everyone on the crew looks down on her. If she keeps swallowing her anger, she will be squeezed out sooner or later, so she might as well create an image that is not easy to mess with.
Anyway, in their eyes, the person behind them is Gu Jingting.
Not far away, Rong Luoyin stared at Song Qiao with dark eyes, her nails deeply embedded in the assistant's arm.
You bitch, you dare to be so arrogant after reaching this situation, you will cry later.
