Su Youpeng put on makeup and was sitting on the chair and sniffing.

Not far away, Lin Xinru and Zhao Wei squeezed on a long bench with a palm-wide slap, and pushed each other upside down. The two bodies were slanted at a very strange angle, which not only maintained the balance of force and the feeling of comfort.

I examine myself three times a day: lack of face, lack of sleep, and lack of money!

In the past two months, these people have been lacking in sleep. Especially a few girls, they have worse energy. Every morning, they are supported by others to get in the car, sleep in the car, put on makeup, and wait for a while. They can be unconscious.

Before, the crew spent nearly a week to find such an ancient farmhouse courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing to serve as a rich mansion. Three side houses, one main house, and a small courtyard in the middle, with red eaves and lacquered pillars and flowers and plants. After removing the pile of corn poles, it was really like that.

Chu Qing also put on makeup, felt the wind was a little cold, and she was wearing a hat, and a big braid drooped from the back of her head.

My girlfriend was still waiting for makeup inside, so he touched her around and came to Su Youpeng.

"Hmm? Shooting started?"

Su Youpeng was squinting and noticed someone approaching. He woke up immediately. Seeing him, he rubbed his eyes and said, "Have you finished makeup?"

"What time was it again yesterday?"

Chu Qing took a chair and sat beside him.

Su Youpeng looked tired and said, "It took time to finish work after one o'clock and get up again at four o'clock."

He is three years older than Chu Qing, but he looks much pink and tender. His baby face is simply a talented plug-in.

Chu Qing has a relationship with these people, so he can help him with anything, and never forget about food and drink. Occasionally, he also takes the initiative to join in the fun with them. Therefore, although the crew always thinks that this person is a little distance, his impression is pretty good.

Su Youpeng is not very familiar with him, but he can still talk a few more times. He then raised his eyes and looked at his hat and smiled, "Your hat looks very good."

Chu Qing took it down and threw it to him, and smiled and said, "I have never worn a hat before, you don't understand."

Su Youpeng likes hats, and everyone in the group knew that he took them in his hand and looked at them. He had a grey base and a circle of black belts on the brim of the hat. He said a little surprised: "This is the latest jazz hat from Borsalino. Chu Qing, you are quite popular!"

Maybe the people of Wanwan couldn't stand the local name Qingzi, so he and Ruby Lin always called him by his name.

"What's the matter?" Chu Qing's head was black and he was messed up by the string of English.

Su Youpeng was also surprised: "Didn't you buy this yourself?"

"Ah, someone else gave it to you."

Su Youpeng smiled and said, "Your friend is nice to you. You can still give such an expensive hat."

"It's okay, okay." Chu Qing slapped, and just wanted to turn Fan Xiaoye over and spank him.

A prodigal daughter-in-law!

He also thinks this hat is the kind that costs ten yuan per street stall. He always thinks that the hat is too hard and he will rub it if he has nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, it was still a brand-name product.

He didn't know how much this hat cost, but just listening to the long list of English was a luxury. But it was strange that this girl knew so many corrupt things?

This is wronged by Mr. Fan. Her knowledge and English level are worse than Chu Qing's. She is simply choosing the most expensive one to buy.

Su Youpeng took the hat and looked left and right, and said, "Can I wear it?"

Chu Qing smiled and said, "Even if you wear it."

Just saw him pushing his head, and then he stuck............

When Chu Qing wore it, the edge of the veil was exactly half an inch above his ear. At this moment, the position of the hat could be doubled.

Su Youpeng was also embarrassed, and smirked a few times, took it down and returned it to him.

The top of his head was very pointed, and then it was buffered to all sides in a uniform shape, about the position of his forehead, surrounding his head, forming a circle of exaggerated circumference, just like a funnel cutting off his long tail and pressing it on his head.

Chu Qing's mouth twitched, and he couldn't bear to look at him. No wonder Zhang Tielin always called him Su Datou...

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This is a small village in the outskirts of Beijing, with a small population and a lot of land.

It was early winter. Looking through the low-high courtyard wall, there were fields withered grass and smoke from the houses in the distance, and the small slopes were still bouncing several jungles.

"Why don't we stop taking pictures?"

Chu Qing initially thought he could accept it, but seeing the girl wearing prison uniform and wearing shackles, her face was whipped from the left and right, her mind was shaken in an instant.

The shackles were just two thin wooden boards, glued with glue, and opened with one petal. Although the portion was not heavy, it was uncomfortable after all. Mr. Fan pushed the wooden board with his hand holding the shackles and said, "If you say you don't want to shoot, you won't shoot! Oh, it's okay, it's not really a hit."

Chu Qing helped her move and said, "I'm not talking about this."

Mr. Fan blinked, understood what he meant, and smiled and said, "Isn't this filming?"

She pushed forward, hit his chest with a wooden board, and said like a child: "Be good! I'm here!"

Chu Qing looked at her back and looked for a long time before turning around to prepare.

He has a show today and tomorrow, and he is in this farmhouse compound. Although the scenes are the same, the content is so weird.

After Erkang robbed Xiaoyanzi Ziwei in the robbery field, he settled in a farm, but Jinsuo was sent to the frontier, so Erkang and Liu Qing and Liu Hong came to rescue him.

In fact, there are the small woods outside the yard, the dilapidated yellow sandy wilderness, and the rotten shrubs. Some people believe it is the frontier.

Mr. Fan was wearing a doomsday style and ran forward tremblingly, kicking sand under his feet, running and smoking.

A soldier chased her from behind and threw her down when he went up.

Mr. Fan lay on his back on the ground, crying heartbrokenly, begging: "Uncle, please spare me! I really have nothing valuable!"

"Shih!"

The officer and soldier tore it hard, and one of her sleeves was torn off. The prison uniform was just a few pieces of rags, sewn with thin thread, which was extremely unsolid.

"Steal the things!"

"Shih!"

Another sleeve was torn off, and both of the girl's arms were exposed.

Mr. Fan struggled and cried, "Help!"

"Who will save me!"

"Miss, where are you? Come and save me!"

On the other side of the dirt road, a carriage ran over. Zhou Jie and Chu Qing were sitting in front, while Chen Ying was in the carriage.

Zhou Jie and Chen Ying showed angry expressions on their faces, but their hearts were all bleak.

From the moment Sun Shupei shouted "Action", the person next to him became very silent. Just like a person, he suddenly could not speak, think, or even breathe.

Chu Qing was very irritable.

When he was irritated, he was not yelling like a snoring, but was stunned and stuck in the stone house he piled up. When would he come out after he calmed down?

So much so that he NG three times before he got this simple expression. When he fought against the officers and soldiers, he reshooted several of them because he was absent-minded.

He was in a state of emotion, not because of his girlfriend, but because of himself.

Especially when he used a knife to disassemble the shackles, looking at Fan Xiaoye who was wearing only a bellyband on his upper body, and her two arms that were so cold that she had goosebumps, the irritability became even stronger.

As an actor, Chu Qing understands and even praises her professional attitude. But as her boyfriend, for the first time, he thought that filming is really a mess.

Seeing her rolling and crawling on the ground and being beaten by a whip, he felt distressed. Seeing her staying up all night and talking to him in a daze, he felt even more distressed.

He likes this girl, and he loves the same cherishment and preciousness as his life for a lifetime.

She is not Fan Ye, not a big star, not a wealthy girl who marrys herself, not the domineering woman standing on the stage with her light shining.

She is just a little girl who can stick to him, act coquettishly with him, yell at him, make him happy by being funny, learn to cook for him secretly, and buy him a hat and buy the best little girl.

Chu Qing just wanted to hold her in her palm, like the most precious pearl, not even a little dust would be stained...

Although the scene just now was very active, it was not even enough to have the word "scale". It only exposed two arms, compared with those of the halves and full buttocks in later generations, is this also called revealing?

Of course, he was not upset about this scene, but realized a problem that he deliberately ignored, that is:

What's next?

The two have known each other for more than a year, and they have never had a fight once, even when they are a little excited. On the one hand, Chu Qing did everything to her, and on the other hand, she is still a child.

But she will eventually grow up, and will have her own world and thoughts, and will have her own persistence and uncompromising.

What will they become by that time?

"Water, give me a drink!"

A small tricycle was walking slowly, with a shelf of a carriage carriage and covered with a curtain. Mr. Fan was lying in Chu Qing's arms, wrapped in a piece of clothing.

Chen Ying took the kettle and fed her saliva.

There is only a little space in the car, and the camera occupies a large area, and you have to be careful when you move to avoid encountering each other.

Chu Qing hugged the girl and said perfunctorily: "They don't even give you water? I should have killed them just now."

Mr. Fan knew his boyfriend's virtues very well. He could tell that he was sick again when he heard his father-like tone.

She didn't know what the disease was. She guessed that it wasn't because of the scene just now, he wasn't so scrupulous. But surely, Ya Zhuanbao got into the horn again.

"How could you come to save me? Miss, they..."

She looked weak, her lips trembling, and her expression was very good. Who would know that her mind was completely inconsistent with these things.
To be continued...