Because Liao Qingming said hello, Feng Xiaoxiao returned to the set and did not attract any criticism. The director knew that she had been ill for a while and postponed all her scenes, so it had little impact.
But as a result, Feng Xiaoxiao has been spending more time on the set recently.
Su Bo often acted with her, and when they acted together, he kept glancing at her secretly.
Fei Feng Xiaoxiao looked confused, "What are you doing? Su Bo, if you do this again, my sister will be unhappy."
"No." Su Bo laughed, "I'm just curious, Xiaoxiao, you're the one who brought the money to join the group, right?"
"whispering sound."
Feng Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong? Do you look down on those who bring money into the group?"
If she told Su Bo that she did not bring money to join the group, but that the stage play existed because of her, would it scare him?
"No..." Su Bo shook his head hurriedly, "Even if you join the group with money, you are completely different from that Qingqing."
Su Bo approached Feng Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, what is your background?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, "...No."
"Huh." Su Bo didn't believe it. "I don't believe it, but if you don't want to say it, forget it. Let's continue with the lines."
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed and shook his head.
It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but that she really has no background now because she is no longer Mrs. Nie.
"Ahem."
Feng Xiaoxiao coughed twice. Su Bo cared about her and said, "Xiaoxiao, are you okay?"
"It's okay..." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, "My throat is a bit dry when I read the lines."
"I'll get you some water, just wait!"
Subo jumped up and ran to the lounge to get water for Feng Xiaoxiao. When he ran back, he was in a hurry.
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Thank you, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Xiao Xiao!" Su Bo winked, with a gossipy look on his face, "Do you know who I just saw?"
"Who is it?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked casually while drinking water.
"Mr. Nie!" Su Bo sat down, "I heard that Mr. Nie invested in this stage play on his own initiative. It seems true. Otherwise, why would Mr. Nie come to visit the class in person, right?"
"oh?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Nie... is here?"
"Yeah." Su Bo nodded and pointed to the director's lounge at the back, "I'm with the director and the producer. They must be here to understand the situation. We can't lose money, right?"
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, that's probably it. However, Nie Zheng doesn't seem to care much about Yun Xing's affairs?
Inside, colleagues came out and shouted.
"Xiaoxiao, Su Bo, it's your turn to play!"
"Hey, it's coming!"
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On the stage, everyone is rehearsing a play.
Behind the scenes, Nie Zheng was accompanied by the director and producer, watching silently. Nie Zheng's eyes were only fixed on Feng Xiaoxiao.
Thin.
This was Nie Zheng's first feeling. How many days had she left him? Xiaoxiao had lost weight again. She must have not eaten well. For her, not taking a bath and not eating were the two most deadly things.
"Mr. Nie."
The director said cautiously on the side. "Xiaoxiao performed very well and fits this role very well. Moreover, she works very hard and the seniors are willing to teach her. She is definitely a highlight in this drama..."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, that's good.
Xiaoxiao has always wanted to act, and she must be very happy to be able to do what she likes. The stage lights hit Feng Xiaoxiao's face, and she was already covered in sweat, which ran down her temples and down her slender neck.
Nie Zheng subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple.
"It's hot."
Nie Zheng frowned and said.
"Huh?" The director and producer were both stunned. "Mr. Nie, how about we go to the lounge where it's cooler..."
Nie Zheng frowned and shook his head, "Is there no air conditioning in here?"
The producer immediately understood, "Mr. Nie, of course there is air-conditioning. It's just a stage play. It takes a lot of energy to be on stage, so sweating is inevitable."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, obviously not satisfied with this answer.
"Ahem."
On the stage, Feng Xiaoxiao coughed twice, then smiled at his colleagues, "I'm sorry, my throat is a bit dry."
"It's okay, continue."
"good."
Nie Zheng frowned, Xiaoxiao's cough is still not gone? Tsk, she must not have taken the medicine well.
He turned around and looked at Liao Qingming, who was not far away. Liao Qingming understood and immediately stepped forward, "Mr. Nie, please give me your orders."
Nie Zheng was silent and said, "The weather is quite hot. Let me bring you some desserts to cool down."
"Hey." Liao Qingming nodded, "Is that too... Miss Feng's?"
Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Bingtang Snow Pear."
It moistens the lungs and nourishes the throat, suitable for Xiaoxiao.
Liao Qingming suppressed a smile and said, "Yes, Mr. Nie."
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After the scene ended, Feng Xiaoxiao came down from the stage and wiped her sweat with a towel. Su Bo waved to her, "Xiaoxiao, here!"
"coming."
Feng Xiaoxiao walked over and said, "It's so hot. Does it have to be 40℃ today?"
"That's about right." Su Bo handed her the sugar water in his hand, "Here, Xiaoxiao, it's yours."
"Um?"
Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at it and said, "The desserts from the typhoon shelter are okay. Where did they come from?"
Su Bo pointed casually, "I don't know, it's a welfare for the crew. I saw it delivered as soon as I got here."
"Oh." Feng Xiaoxiao took it without opening it and asked, "What is my share?"
"Rock sugar snow pear." Subo ate his portion and said vaguely, "Don't you have a cough?"
"Huh?"
Feng Xiaoxiao poked her head and looked at the portion in Su Bo's hand, "What's yours? It looks delicious."
"My mango sticky rice." Subo smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"Well……"
Feng Xiaoxiao pouted, "I like you too, don't you?"
"Yes." Subo nodded, "There are quite a few..."
"Then I'll go get another one." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Anyway, I haven't even opened this one!"
As he said that, he ran to the place where the desserts were placed. Sure enough, there was a cart full of them.
At this moment, everything that should be taken has been taken, and the people for the next scene have not come down yet, so there is no one.
Feng Xiaoxiao put down the copy in his hand and rummaged inside.
"Haha. Found it!"
Feng Xiaoxiao picked up a portion of mango sticky rice, tore open the seal, took a spoonful, and was about to put it into his mouth.
However, a hand fell from the sky and took away the portion of mango sticky rice from her hand!
"Hello!"
Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked, "Who is it?"
When I turned around, I saw Nie Zheng standing there.
"You..." Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up properly, raised her lips and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Nie."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded.
The two of them looked at each other in silence for a while. They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, but the situation was completely different.
Feeling that the distance between the two people was a bit close, Feng Xiaoxiao took two steps back.
Nie Zheng frowned, "What are you doing?"
"whee."
Feng Xiaoxiao explained with a smile, "You are the boss, and I am a young artist, so it is better to keep a distance. Someone might take pictures of something, and make a fuss about it, right?"