After passing through a rugged mountain road, not to mention Zhao Gege and Song Qiao, they did not have high expectations for a place to live in the mountains. To their surprise, what appeared in front of them was an exquisite wooden house.
It is three stories high in total, with string lights hung on the roof and around it, illuminating it with warm light.
Occasionally, when I look up, I can see the stars shining through the branches.
"Wow, this scenery is so beautiful." Zhao Gege sighed, "If we have some barbecue beer, we can treat it as camping."
Liang Dashan passed by them and poured cold water on them, "Don't be too happy too early. The scenery here is more beautiful, and nothing else is convenient."
"Ah?" Zhao Gege wanted to ask why.
Liang Dashan smiled mysteriously at them, gave it up and left.
"Sister Qiao Qiao, what does Director Liang mean by this?" Zhao Gege had an ominous premonition in his heart, "There won't be any wild beasts here, right?"
As she said this, her heart went crazy and she couldn't help but look around Song Qiao fearfully.
Song Qiao patted her arm, "Since the crew will be filming here, safety must be guaranteed. What he said is that it is probably not convenient for life."
Zhao Gege also felt that it made sense. If it was just these, she felt that she could overcome it.
Half an hour later.
"Ah sneeze... Qiao, Sister Qiao Qiao." Zhao Gege walked out of the bathroom shivering. Before she could finish a sentence, she couldn't wait to get into the bed and wrap herself up.
She yelled, "I'm freezing to death. I just took a shower in there and suddenly there was no hot water."
The temperature in the mountains is already low, and with the cold winter now, the cold water pouring down can freeze a person into an ice sculpture almost instantly. Zhao Gege almost had to carry the straw and rinse the foam before running out as if he was running away.
"Why didn't you call me?" Song Qiao didn't expect her to be so frozen.
She quickly poured a cup of hot water for Zhao Gege, "There is boiled hot water outside, you can use it as needed."
Zhao Gege got up shivering and reached out to take the water glass. His teeth were chattering as he spoke, "It's too cold in the bathroom. This little hot water is not enough. If you wait until it's heated up before washing, I might not be able to see you."
The sun will shine tomorrow.”
Song Qiao thought about it and thought it was right, "Then drink more hot water to get rid of the cold."
Zhao Gege covered herself tightly and finally felt her body getting warmer, "Then what should you do?"
Even though the wooden house has three floors, there are so many people in the crew that there are simply not enough rooms.
The male and female leading actors were okay, they only had to share a room with their assistants. Many of the remaining actors had to share rooms. Song Qiao wanted to take a rest just now, so he asked Zhao Gege to wash up first.
Now that there is no hot water, it will be difficult for her.
Song Qiao also felt a headache. Normally it was fine, and he could barely make do with it for the night, but today he had been traveling all day, and his body was covered in dust. He really couldn't sleep without washing up.
She thought for a moment and said, "I'll boil some hot water and use it for now."
Zhao Gege nodded, "Wait for me to slow down and then get up and help you burn it."
"No need." Song Qiao took the kettle and went to get water.
By the time she finished washing, it was almost late at night. Song Qiao lay on the bed so tired that she closed her eyes and fell asleep. She didn't even have the energy to look at her phone.
She didn't realize that shortly before she lay down, the screen of her phone turned on and off, and a message lay silently on it.
"Are you in Jiangcheng?"
Gu Jingting watched the screen dim for the umpteenth time, his face becoming darker and darker as the light disappeared.
After a long moment, he curled his lips and smiled coldly.
It seems that the heartless woman agreed to Liang Dashan's request to shoot in advance just to escape from him. She only left for a whole day and was not even willing to reply to messages.
Gu Jingting raised his eyes, with a determination to win. It didn't matter. She didn't want to meet him, so he made her have to.
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"Sister Qiaoqiao, wake up."
Song Qiao was sleeping in a daze. He heard Zhao Gege's voice in his ears, and subconsciously thought it was a dream. He turned over and buried his head in the bed to isolate the messy sounds.
Zhao Gege was helpless, gritting his teeth and digging her out of the bed, "Sister Qiao Qiao, it's late, it's time to get up and film."
Filming?
Song Qiao caught the important words, and her sleepiness was suddenly lifted away. She suddenly opened her eyes and stood up, asking, "What time is it now, the director and others are all here?"
Zhao Gege replied, "At half past seven, no, but breakfast is being distributed below, so we have to go down early."
"..."
After the words fell, Song Qiao didn't respond for a long time.
Zhao Gege was puzzled. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes. He found that Song Qiao's eyes were staring straight ahead and there was no reaction at all. It was because he was not fully awake yet.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, come to your senses!" Zhao Gege increased his voice.
Song Qiao almost reflexively lifted the quilt to get up and walked to the bathroom.
When the half-tepid water washed over her fingertips, she finally came out of her sleepwalking state. Thinking of what Zhao Gege said, she quickly speeded up her washing.
A few minutes later, she walked out of the door and said, "Let's go downstairs quickly."
"Okay." Zhao Gege carried her bag and trotted after her.
Breakfast was served outside the wooden house. One night later, a tent had been set up outside the wooden house, with various cooking things placed underneath. On the outside was a large iron pot with porridge in it.
The staff and actors came out of the wooden house sporadically and walked to the tent to get food.
Those who knew Song Qiao took the initiative to nod and say hello to her.
"Teacher Song." A strange girl greeted Song Qiao with a smile on her face, "You got up so early. Did you come last night?"
Song Qiao searched in his mind and made sure that he had not dealt with her before.
But she nodded calmly, "Yes, I just arrived."
"Oh, then go and eat quickly. There are meat buns and fried cakes for breakfast today. You can see what you like." The girl nodded and said proactively.
Song Qiao thanked him and walked towards the tent.
Zhao Gege followed her and sighed, "Sister Qiaoqiao, you are really amazing now. Some people come to talk to you and call you teacher."
In the past, no one would have ignored her.
Song Qiao didn't care about this. She stood in front of the pot, picked up the rice plate next to it, smiled and said to the cook, "Please bring me a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns."
"Teacher Song, are you here?" The staff member who was serving the meal also smiled when he saw her, "Our Director Liang was thinking about you all day long yesterday, and we finally looked forward to having you here."
"Hey, hey, I'm still here." A familiar voice came from the corner, "What's the matter, you don't treat me as a human being now, do you?"
Song Qiao followed the sound and found that he was holding a bowl, squatting next to him and eating steamed buns, without any appearance at all.
The staff laughed and said, "What I said is also true."
Liang Dashan rolled his eyes, "Stop talking nonsense and get to work quickly."
