Qiao Jinhuan looked at Mo Qiming very suspiciously.
Mo Qiming looked at her with an extremely firm look, "Of course."
"Then I will believe you this time."
Qiao Jinhuan then smiled again, pulled Mo Qiming's clothes sweetly, kissed him, and then deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Did you take any interesting photos?"
"not yet."
Mo Qiming shook his head lightly, "I may have to chase some clues tonight."
Hearing this, Qiao Jinhuan's face was full of disappointment, "You won't accompany me~"
With that little expression and those little eyes, Mo Qiming completely lost all resistance.
"With you."
Isn’t it just a piece of black material?
There is so much dirty stuff about these celebrities, it doesn't matter if they lose one of them, compared to the little treasure in their heart... there is no comparison at all.
Qiao Jinhuan's eyes lit up instantly, she hugged Mo Qiming's waist and smiled at him, "I knew Qiming loved me the most."
Mo Qiming could only shake his head helplessly and indulgently.
However, Qiao Jinhuan reached out to touch the camera he had put aside, playing with it as if curious.
Mo Qiming just looked on with a gentle expression.
As we all know, for paparazzi, the camera is their meal and their second life.
However, in Mo Qiming's view, this second life is not as important as Qiao Jinhuan.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Qiao Jinhuan to return the camera to him, and also told him her hotel address and room number, "Sister Feng must have gone crazy looking for me. I'm going down. Remember to come see me tonight."
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"good."
Mo Qiming agreed immediately.
"It doesn't matter if you are too busy chasing Qi Yawen's dirt and can't come, I understand."
With that said, Qiao Jinhuan leaned into Mo Qiming's ear, whispered something in a low voice, and ran downstairs with a smile.
Mo Qiming was left standing there, reaching out and touching the base of his ear, which was a little hot.
After a long while, he looked at the camera and smoked a cigarette, then dialed the phone and said, "Old Xu, come here and help me track down a clue."
A calm and hoarse middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Mo, you have already spoken, how can I not go? What clues are you chasing? Is it big?"
"I don't know. You can stay here for one night."
Then Mo Qiming told him the handover location, and then left quickly with a camera, his eyes still shining before leaving.
Not long after, night fell.
After the filming was completed, Qiao Jinhuan returned to the hotel early. Feng Jiaojiao booked a ticket to go back tomorrow and talked to her about the script.
It's just that Qiao Jinhuan seemed a little distracted.
"Don't be silent. Which role in "Loneliness" have you chosen? I can sign up for you first and send you the information. By the way, I will hire an acting teacher from the company to give you special acting training..."
Feng Jiaojiao kept talking.
Qiao Jinhuan thought about the script of "Loneliness".
It tells the story of a group of people hiding in the crowd during the war, working hard to protect the motherland and defend the rivers and mountains.
Sometimes, they don't even know who their insiders are or the identity of their contacts. They just act cautiously and bravely alone in the dark.
When gathered it is a ball of fire, when scattered it is a sky full of stars.
When clusters of fires ignited with life illuminated the darkness; when dots of starlight awakened with blood enveloped everyone, they saw the bright dawn.
Later, they fell before dawn.
But it doesn't matter.
There is always someone to watch the golden sunshine for them at dawn.
Judging from Qiao Jinhuan's rich experience as a worker, this script can be considered a good group portrait script.
The scenes are very exciting.
It is indeed a good thing that several veteran screenwriters worked together to polish for a year or two.
Qiao Jinhuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's play Li Lu."
A young lady who returned from studying abroad, codenamed Liluo, repeatedly used her status as a wealthy family to travel to major places and deliver several important documents to the organization.
In the end, in order to protect the identity of an important person, he died of torture.
Not the most important role.
In ordinary movies, she can be considered a third female lead.
Don't ask why he didn't play the first and second female lead. It's not that he doesn't have the acting skills, it's just that the original actor's current identity is not up to that level.
The entertainment industry is all about human relationships.
Even the third female lead made Feng Jiaojiao a little surprised, "Are you sure you want to play this?"
"play."
"I thought you were going to play the nightingale."
The role of Nightingale is considered to be the fourth female lead in the play, a cabaret dancer. In fact, she helped transmit intelligence and assassinated several important characters. Later, she was plotted into the plot and the assassination failed and she committed suicide.
This role is also very interesting.
But the original owner's previous role as a subjugated princess had some overlap with this role, so she chose Li Lu.
After repeatedly confirming that Qiao Jinhuan was ready to play Li Lu, Feng Jiaojiao sent her information to the assistant director, and then prepared to choose an acting teacher for her.
Qiao Jinhuan didn't want it.
Feng Jiaojiao tried to persuade her again and again, but she still refused.
In desperation, Feng Jiaojiao had no choice but to let her go, shook her head and left the room.
Not long after she left, Mo Qiming knocked on the room door.
After a minute, Qiao Jinhuan opened the door with steam, pulled Mo Qiming in, and then threw herself into his arms.
"You came so early, didn't you go after Qi Yawen's dirty information?"
"I didn't go, I found someone else to keep an eye on."
Mo Qiming's eyes fell directly on Qiao Jinhuan, with a hint of passion and eagerness.
But he was in no hurry.
He first took out a very strange device from his bag, and after making sure there was no surveillance in the room, he threw everything on the table.
"Jin Huan."
He shouted in a low voice with a hint of urging.
Qiao Jinhuan threw him down and smiled in a coquettish voice, "Oh~ Where did this delicious young man come from? You entered my door today, don't expect to get out so easily."
Mo Qiming replied with a crooked look on his face, "Of course he is your little husband."
"No, you have to reject me."
"How can I refuse you?"
Mo Qiming put his arm around her slender waist and gently smelled the scent of shower gel that had not yet dissipated from her body.
God knows how he spent these two days.
After that night, he thought about Qiao Jinhuan every day, but she was lucky enough to hook him with something sweet and turn away.
I left for several days.
He is not a monk. Even if he is a monk, how can he not care about eating meat now that he has eaten meat?
"Hmph~ Weren't you still unshakable before, sitting as firm as a mountain? Why don't you endure it any longer?"
Qiao Jinhuan asked, teasing his chin.
"Today is different from the past."
Mo Qiming said in a deep voice, "It wasn't me who didn't want to, it was you who didn't want to. Now you are willing..."
With that said, Mo Qiming clasped her wrist tightly and pulled away the bath towel that was in the way.