"Nothing?" Gu Jingting asked, "Are you not avoiding me, or are you not eating too much?"
Of course there are none.
Song Qiao opened her mouth to retort, but stopped when her eyes touched the man's playful eyes. She muttered twice and changed the subject, "Don't we want to eat? Let's go quickly."
Gu Jingting stretched out his hand and easily grabbed Song Qiao's neck again. His posture was like catching a kitten.
With a gentle pinch, the skin was pulled up. In fact, it didn't feel much, but the slightly hot touch was like an electric current, which spread throughout the body instantly.
Song Qiao's scalp was numb, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly avoided the disturbing hands behind his back.
"Just say what you say, don't move your hands or feet." In panic, she also forgot to speak properly to Gu Jingting, and there was even annoyance in her tone.
Gu Jingting said nothing and stared at Song Qiao with his dark eyes.
He had always been indifferent to emotion and anger, and just looking at him like this, it was difficult to tell what his emotions were, but somehow, Song Qiao knew that Gu Jingting was not angry.
She looked at Gu Jingting slowly for a moment, making sure that he had no intention of stopping him, and went downstairs with confidence.
Song Qiao's unscrupulous back fell into Gu Jingting's eyes. He was leaning against the wall, his slender figure casting a dark shadow on the ground, with a faint smile between his brows and eyes.
He stepped up to keep up.
Sitting at the dining table, Song Qiao bit her chopsticks and slowly said, "I'm almost done with my physical condition. I want to go back to the set to shoot tomorrow."
Gu Jingting understood what she meant, but didn't mention it, "I didn't stop you."
When Song Qiao heard the answer, she frowned slightly. She didn't understand whether Gu Jingting heard what she meant or not. After struggling for a long time, she had to take the initiative to make it clear, "After that, I won't come back here. These days, trouble."
You took care of it."
Every word and every sentence is filled with alienation.
Gu Jingting didn't listen to what he heard. He looked a bit uglier and said in a lukewarm tone, "Why, you're using me as a hotel. You can come and leave as soon as you want."
"How dare I." Song Qiao shook his head.
She carefully considered what she said before, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with her. Why was Gu Jingting so uncertain?
Song Qiao cursed in her heart and spoke to him in a soft tone, "It's just that this drama has been delayed for a long time because of me. It's not good to delay it any longer, so I have to catch up as soon as possible."
"When these things are finished, I will treat you to a nice meal later."
Gu Jingting's expression softened, but he still looked at her and asked, "What, is it considered a thank you?"
"No, I just want to treat you to a meal." Song Qiao said.
What she owed Gu Jingting could no longer be settled by just asking for a meal, so she simply didn't bother to settle it anymore and just owed it until he came to ask for it some time before she could afford to pay it back.
"It depends on whether I am free." Gu Jingting was satisfied with her knowledge, but he still wanted to put on airs.
Song Qiao expressed his understanding, "When the time comes, I will make an appointment with you in advance."
After dinner, Song Qiao went back to the room to study the script.
After all, they haven't touched each other for several days, so they will inevitably become unfamiliar. She should get familiar with him first, so as not to be scolded by Liang Dashan later.
From this point of view, it is late at night.
The next day.
Song Qiao woke up to the sound of the alarm she had set in advance. She was thinking about returning to the set, so she didn't give herself time to stay in bed. She got up, washed and changed clothes, and walked out.
Surprisingly, Gu Jingting left early today. When she went downstairs, the servant told him that he had left half an hour ago but had left a car to see her off.
Song Qiao had breakfast and returned to the set.
Although it had only been a few days, when she walked into the set again, she felt like she was in another world. Recently, being with Gu Jingting, doing nothing but sleeping and eating, made her feel a little dissociated.
"Hey, which busy person is back?" This state did not last long, and a familiar tone came, instantly pulling Song Qiao back to the state he was in some time ago.
Song Qiao raised her lips, turned around and was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by Liang Dashan, "Hurry up and put on makeup and change clothes. If you don't make up for my progress recently, don't even think about leaving the set."
Song Qiao's face fell, and she wailed and asked, "Director Liang, you don't even ask me about my situation, do you care about me?"
Gu Jingting asked for leave on her behalf and explained the situation directly to the crew. Of course Liang Dashan knew it. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was looking at Song Qiao sideways.
"Mr. Gu is taking care of it personally. If you can't do anything wrong, go away and film. Don't give me any ink." He said to chase people away.
Song Qiao shrugged and walked to the dressing room.
In fact, Liang Dashan was also thinking about her. She had frequent health problems, which delayed a lot of progress. If he still greeted her in various ways now, he would probably cause dissatisfaction among other people in the crew.
Song Qiao changed her clothes and quickly started filming.
In the next half month, she simply opened a hotel room near the set, got up at six o'clock every day to join the set, and didn't rest until two o'clock in the morning.
Seeing the desperate posture, Liang Dashan was frightened and wanted Song Qiao to stop several times.
Song Qiao suffered so hard that she lost a lot of weight in a short period of time, and her black spots are getting worse. However, even under such circumstances, her performance in front of the camera is still perfect.
Occasionally, reshoots are necessary because the co-stars make mistakes.
Under Song Qiao's desperate shooting method, the progress that had been previously missed was slowly caught up, and the shooting was successfully completed within the preset date.
"Tonight's closing banquet, everyone goes, I'll pay for it!" Liang Dashan laughed so hard that his teeth couldn't even see his eyes.
The filming was completed on time, which means that all the additional expenses incurred by the Gu Group can be saved for post-production. By then, the film will definitely be more complete.
Thinking of this, he felt even better, "I went to Qingxi Building and ate with all my heart."
Qingxi Building is also a relatively famous hotel in the city, with per capita consumption of over a thousand dollars. When the people in the crew heard this, they all cheered as if they had won the lottery.
In the midst of the excitement, Liang Dashan walked up to Song Qiao and saw that she was holding a thermos cup and sitting there stupidly. He couldn't help but push her shoulders.
"Why are you still sitting there, so reluctant to leave?" he asked.
Song Qiao came back to his senses, took a nap, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Director Liang, I'm too sleepy today. Why don't you go to the wedding banquet? I'll go back and rest first."
"Don't make any trouble for me." Liang Dashan said, "You have been carrying it for so many days. You don't want to miss tonight. If you want to sleep, you should show your face first."
At a wedding banquet, everyone was there except the heroine. If word got out, who knows what the outside world would think.
It would be easy to deal with this matter if it were brought up to others, but in Song Qiao's case, with her dark and red physique, she might cause some trouble.
Liang Dashan thought highly of her and didn't want her to suffer.
