Entertainment’s Villainess Lost Her Memories!

Seeing Ji Muye smile, Jiang Zheng secretly relieved.

"I'll go first. You will leave in half an hour!"

There are so many black lights and dense woods here, you can't be seen one by one coming out of the small woods.

Ji Muyeyuan thought he had finally discovered Jiang Zheng's little secret, but he would hear her telling him to keep his distance in the next second.

In an instant, the heart that had just jumped into pieces shattered. How she disliked him.

Back in the square, the bonfire dance continued. Jiang Zheng and Han Yi were nowhere to be seen, so they must have returned to the hotel first.

Ji Muye sat beside Jing Mini. The firelight reflected on his face, making his deep face more three-dimensional. He stared at the flames for a while, and asked: "You said...Is the proportion of different appearances among your girls quite high?"

Jing Mini smiled and said: "This question is too much to ask. Besides, isn't this word often used for your men?"

Ji Muye choked, "Are you broken in love again?"

Jing Mini tucked her hair around her ears, "What do you old people want to say, please tell me directly?"

Ji Muye sat upright, lowered his voice and said, "Is there any kind of girl who looks away from people thousands of miles away, but actually looks colder?"

Jing Mini frowned, "It should be."

Ji Muye's eyebrows eased, with a secretly happy smile, and said, "I think so too."

Jing Mini turned to look at him, "You never mean Jiang Zheng, right?"

Ji Muye immediately widened his eyes, "So obvious?"

Jing Mini: "Yes."

Ji Muye: "..."

He stubbornly denied it, and Jing Mini stared at him.

Finally, the guilty Ji Muye stared at him and fled.

Jiang Zheng had just returned to the room when his brother Jiang Ran called.

Jiang Ran's tone was very brisk, congratulating my dear sister on the fire for the premiere of the new drama.

Jiang Zheng chuckled twice, "Thank you brother. I am very happy too."

Jiang Ran used to think that his sister didn't have to work hard outside. Besides, the entertainment industry is a big dyeing tank. Whoever jumps in is good or bad. This was the case before Jiang Zheng lost his memory. Some people said she was good, but more people said she was bad. Every time he saw the fierce criticism of those black fans, he wanted to get out of the field and beat them up.

However, she not only likes acting, but also acting so well. He can stop the other ups and downs for his sister.

When Jiang Ranzheng sighed in every way that he was so touched by his brother and sister, he suddenly heard Jiang Zheng say, "Brother, I have a friend, he looks sweet and salty, a decent old cadre, a sickly villain, or is Little people in the market can play it. Do you have a suitable script here?"

The corner of Jiang Ran's mouth twitched. A few days ago, a subordinate who was particularly unsightly introduced him to a certain actor that he was very uncomfortable with. Said that this person is very malleable, what is he acting like, the new actor, in the future, it is expected that Barabara will say a lot of praise. There is a word that can be salted or sweet.

Is it? Maybe? possible?

Oh shit! No matter who he is, just refuse.

Jiang Ran decisively said: "No."

Jiang Zheng whimpered, "Brother, I haven't said who it is, you said no."

Jiang Ran sullen his face, "Does he need you to worry about it?"

Jiang Zheng: "So you know who I am talking about."

Jiang Zheng made a long tone and shouted coquettishly: "Brother~~~~~"

After finishing speaking, I was disgusted by myself. But she did it for Ji Muye.

Jiang Ran wanted to get angry, but the flame in his chest was immediately extinguished by the sister's brother.

He gritted his posterior teeth, "I think about it."

Hanging up the phone, I looked up and saw Ms. Chen Jinjiao looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Mom, I will move out tomorrow. You don't have to look at me so sullenly."

Since Jiang Zheng moved from here, the family has been deserted a lot. Jiang Ran originally wanted to move, but the younger sister said that his mother was too lonely to live at home, and his brother should be more company.

Sister Jiang Ranwei was a slave and had to continue to live. However, he and Ms. Chen quarrel as long as they meet, and the style of getting along is hard.

Chen Jinjiao reached out to give her son a chestnut, but he was too tall to reach.

If you can’t move your hands, just move your mouth, “Don’t come back if you move away. Then I will be in love with Zhengzheng and I will envy you to death.”

Jiang Ran: "..."

When the fire was first broadcast, the crew seemed to be beaten up. They got up early in the morning to prepare for today's filming work.

All units were in place, and the shooting started.

Cui Ling did not eat or drink, and took a hunger strike as a policy to reject the "kindness" of Queen Tang Qinlan. He tossed and turned only one need, and that was to let him go.

Tang Qinlan has never encountered such a desperate person who tried to disobey her orders. She was patient, suppressed her temper, and asked, "Do you already have a marriage contract at home?"

Cui Ling shook his head.

"Do you have anything unspeakable?"

Cui Ling continued to shake his head.

"Why can't this palace pill of mine hold you?"

Cui Ling's expression was indifferent, bowed down and bowed, shouting: "Caomin is guilty!"

Tang Qinlan was half-dead with anger, and squeezed a word from her teeth, "You still have the strength to say that the grass people are guilty when you are hungry for a day and a night. Then continue to starve. Starving to death, I let people throw you into the weak river. Feed the fish."

After finishing talking, kicked Cui Ling with his foot.

The maid Cen Baoqian wrinkled her face, secretly saying that your Majesty could not bear this foot after all.

Cui Ling didn't seem to see it, so she knelt down and motionless.

Outside the camera, everyone was staring at Jiang Zheng's foot, but the foot was raised in the air, swayed, and still fell on the ground.

She pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at Han Yi.

Han Yi understands. Others don’t understand.

Jing Mini hurried to help Ji Muye stand up. Ji Muye waved his hand and stood up on the ground by himself. Perhaps he knelt for a long time, and he almost knelt down when his knees were soft. Jing Mini hurried forward to grab him.

Jiang Zheng was taken aback. Seeing this scene, she blamed herself more and more. She really couldn't kick her wall. This is simply killing her. Although she gave herself crazy mental construction before taking this one, she still couldn't kick her feet.

Director Xing Weimin stood up from the monitor and walked over, "Mr. Jiang, are you all right."

Jiang Zheng's face was a little pale, "I'm sorry. Can you give me a few minutes?"

Xing Weimin quickly nodded and said yes.

Han Yi helped to lift the skirt, Jiang Zheng lowered his head and stood under the tree next to him, thinking about it.

With her back to everyone, she dared to frown and sigh.

Han Yi: "Just close your eyes and kick down?"

Jiang Zheng shook his head, "I can see him with my eyes closed."

Han Yi: "..." What logic is this?

"Why don't you ask the director and screenwriter to delete this episode?"

How can Jiang Zheng do this? This kick must be kicked down. Teacher Yu Juan said that this kick was kicking on Cui Ling, but it was kicking in Tang Qinlan's heart. The plot cannot be deleted, and she has to change the expression between anger and distress.

At this moment, Han Yi saw Ji Muye walking towards this side.

He coughed twice, lowered his voice and said: "You are here on the wall."

Jiang Zheng turned around suddenly. Han Yi consciously left, improperly using a light bulb.

Jiang Zheng muted his face, wondering if Ji Muye thought she was deliberately wasting time so that he could kneel for a longer time? Given her previous "dark history", it is not impossible for him to have this idea.

Ji Muye smiled and said, "Teacher Jiang, I finally got the chance to kick me, why don't you cherish it?"

Jiang Zheng was startled by these words and coughed on the spot.

Ji Muye smiled warmly, and Jiang Zheng could see that he was joking.

She immediately scowled, "I'm afraid your fans will chase me."

Ji Muye shrugged, "They just don't understand you. Besides, if you act according to the script, you can only scold the screenwriter."

Jiang Zheng was stunned. Is he here specifically to comfort and enlighten her?

Her irritable heart was light and fluttering like being wrapped in warm wind, and all of her emotions disappeared.

"However, Mr. Jiang, please be merciful. When we are going to kick, shall we go one by one?" Ji Muye finished, winking very cutely.

Jiang Zheng is floating, he and her are now us, are we?

Immediately, courage surged and squeezed a good word from his throat.

After the meeting, everyone found that Jiang Zheng walked into the set again with great pride.

The director shouted to start.

After Jiang Zheng finished talking about throwing Cui Ling into the river, his shoulders were trembling slightly, his eyes were smiling, his face was pale as ice, and he kicked Ji Muye's arm when he lifted his foot.

Ji Muye fell, and the two cooperated tacitly and passed.

congratulations.

Everyone sighed secretly. It is worthy of being a boss, even if it is a card scene, it only takes two minutes to adjust the mood. There are some actors who need to NG many times to adjust.

Jiang Zheng walked out of the camera with a sullen face. As soon as the director said, she quickly turned around.

Ji Muye got up from the ground and raised his thumb to her.

Jiang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him across the crowd.

This is probably the first time the two met and smiled after joining the crew. Although it was a flash, it was as different as it became a little secret between the two.

After a short break, the plot continues to be filmed.

Jiang Zheng changed into a yellowish brocade nightgown. The material of this robe is very precious and its name is Huang Run. It is one of the tributes to Chang'an in Sichuan in the Tang Dynasty. It is not surprising that the East Women's Kingdom was bordered by Jiannan Road at that time, and the queen wore Shu brocades popular among the noble families of the Han Dynasty.

The dressing gown was light and silky, swaying and flowing, sliding along Jiang Zheng's slender neck, over beautiful straight shoulders, and finally hanging down on her slender and straight legs.

Jiang Zheng walked around at random, with a frown, charmingly and charmingly, so that everyone's eyes could not be avoided.

Ji Muye's eyes drooped, and he recited Om Mani Padme Hum three times in his heart, lifted his robe and continued to kneel down.

Cui Ling knelt in front of the queen's palace for two days and two nights, and Her Majesty the Queen gave him a kick. There was a lot of trouble in this matter, and even Su Mingchen came over in a wheelchair to persuade him, but the queen didn't even see him even after he ate behind closed doors.

The maid Cen Baoqian was so anxious. It's not that she didn't hear the sound of His Majesty rolling on the royal bed at night, or that she didn't see His Majesty wandering in a trance.

One wanted to keep people, and the other insisted on leaving. In just half a month, his Majesty had thoughts about such a man who didn't know the details.

And this time, the mountains and rain are coming and the wind is all over the building, there is no buffer at all.

Another night, Cen Baoqian led a group of insiders to serve her majesty and change clothes. When she passed by Cui Ling's side, she took the risk and lowered her voice to persuade him to wait for her majesty to come out. Be sure to say something soft and ask her to calm down.

Cui Ling's face was sweating, and he shook his about to fall body and said: "Thank you, Master Cen. Cao Min can continue to kneel."

Cen Baoqian was stomped with anger by this hard bone.

Entering inside, a group of people quietly wiped their hands and combed their hair, holding their breath, lightly, for fear of annoying the master.

Suddenly there was a pop outside, muffled, but very clear.

Tang Qinlan's original cold face suddenly changed, pushing the insider holding the golden basin and striding out.

The golden basin slammed heavily on the ground, and the water ran across the ground. Everyone was so scared that they knelt down immediately, trembling not to vent their anger.

Tang Qinlan strode around the screen, her face becoming more gloomy, and the tail of her skirt instantly rose, and she ran.

Cen Baoqian hurriedly followed, sweating her back.

The person lying on the ground is Cui Ling. He closed his eyes tightly. He didn't see that his face was so pale all night, half of his face hit the stone brick, his lips were pale and bloodless, and his eye sockets were dark.

What a fool!

When Cen Baoqian rushed out, she saw her majesty condescending to kneel in front of Cui Ling, and her long hair that had not been **** fell across her shoulders to the ground.

Fortunately, your majesty is extremely strict, no one dares to look up.

Tang Qinlan turned her head fiercely, her eyes were red, "Call the Imperial Doctor!"

Cen Baoqian hurriedly called for someone to come to the hospital.

Tang Qinlan's eyebrows were filled with heartache, but her face was tight, her hands trembled, and her fingertips were about to touch Cui Ling's face, but she retracted, and the next second she decisively lifted Cui Ling's head. He held him in his arms.

Cen Baoqian glanced back at this scene, her eyes were about to fall in shock.

Cui Ling, Cui Ling, how can you make our Majesty treat you so sincerely.

Outside the lens.

Han Yi controlled his expression forcibly: Let me go! Idol is in my arms, the pinnacle of life.

Jing Mini feels complicated: Wow! Turn over the serf to sing.

Director Xing Weimin carefully observed the expressions of the two through the monitor. Not bad. well. Jiang Zheng's expression of restraint and annoyance is in place, Ji Mu's wild makeup is in place, pretending to be dizzy...Oh, what is this guy's mouth twitching?

He hurriedly called card.

Jiang Zheng raised his head with red eye circles, his emotions still on his face.

Xing Weimin rushed over, "Teacher Ji, are you uncomfortable?"

Ji Muye, who was lying in someone's arms, opened his eyes in a daze, as if he hadn't heard the sound of shouting.

Han Yi: Shameless! Why can't this person get up?

Jiang Zheng didn't hold it in his arms, nor did he let it go, embarrassed to the limit. The kick just now has exhausted her great power, and now she continues to hold Ji Muye in her arms, it's almost fatal.

My brother, can't you pass one?

Ji Muye hurriedly said sorry, broke free from Jiang Zheng's arms, and then looked at Xing Weimin with puzzled expression.

Xing Weimin frowned, and pointed to the corner of his mouth particularly embarrassedly, "Mr. Ji, you didn't control this place just now..."

Ji Muye was taken aback, and instantly embarrassed. It was the nightgown on Jiang Zheng. The silk was smooth and smooth. It touched his cheeks. It made him really unconscious. He didn't know that the smell of girls could be so good? !

He repeatedly apologized, and Jiang Zheng was even more embarrassed to die.

The big guys can see that there is a small obstacle for these two people to perform this kind of physical touching scene. Xing Weimin urged everyone to take a break and shoot again later.

Now it was Ji Muye's turn to think about it.

Jing Mini brought him a glass of ice water and let him calm down.

Ji Muye faintly said: "I have been planted this day."

Jing Mini held back a smile, "Take her as an experience."

Ji Muye: "..."

Jiang Zheng thought that Ji Muye came to comfort her when she was stuck in the scene just now, so now she should also go over and say something to him.

She wandered around in a leisurely manner, pretending to be a chance encounter, and then turned around.

Jing Mini smiled at her and went to quarrel with Han Yi.

The pear trees in April bloom beautifully everywhere in Miyagi.

The two stood under them one left and right, the sharp snow-capped mountains in the distance and the palace towers towering nearby. Some people, as long as they are beautiful in the same frame, it is natural to stand together.

Ji Muye didn't dare to look directly at him. He thought about him and said, "The weather is okay today? It's not cold or hot."

Jiang Zheng nodded, "So, Teacher Ji, why are you sweating?"

Ji Muye exploded in embarrassment, and wiped his forehead with his hand. As expected, there was a thin layer of sweat.

Jiang Zheng raised his arms, and his wide sleeves fell instantly, revealing his snow-white arms, which made Ji Muye even hotter.

Unknowingly, someone grabbed the other corner of the wide sleeve with his other hand, pulled it into a sleeve fan, and fanned it in his face.

"Mr. Ji, you are like me, cool yourself down." Jiang Zheng praised his little wit.

Ji Muye froze completely, Jiang Zheng's eyelashes flickered, and the turbulent waves throbbed in his heart.

Seeing Ji Muye dumbly, Jiang Zheng shouted, "Mr. Ji?"

Ji Muye was relieved now, and gave a dry laugh, learning Jiang Zheng's movements, raising his wide sleeves, and pulling himself to fan the wind.

The painting style changed suddenly, and the two of them fanned the wind with their sleeves.

Jing Mini and Han Yi saw from a distance, their mouths opened wide at the same time, and it took a long time to relax. They looked at each other and saw the same sentence in each other's eyes: see! ghost! Up!

Continue shooting.

Cui Ling, who had been kneeling outside the palace for two days and nights, finally couldn't help but fainted. Her Majesty was the first to rush over and put the person in her arms.

The floor tiles were too cold, and Tang Qinlan was afraid that Cui Ling would catch the cold.

The imperial doctor Momojiji hasn't arrived yet.

The waiters next to him kept their heads down, for fear of seeing what they shouldn't.

Tang Qinlan looked at Cui Ling's complexion without even the slightest blood, and her whole heart was only painful, not hateful.

At this moment, she frowned, stretched out her right hand and swept down, and hugged Cui Ling.

Jiang Ran Fengchen saw this scene when he came to the set.

! ! ! ! !

Princess hug? grass! Did you take the wrong script?

No, it's not! Ji Muye shouldn't be here at all.

He strode behind Han Yi with a dark face, reached out his hand and nodded his shoulder.

Han Yi was excited and wanted to laugh and looked at the wonderful scene of Jiang Zheng Kongwu holding up Ji Muye forcefully in the camera. He noticed that someone was looking for him. He just turned his head and immediately freaked out.

Jiang Ran's lips curled up and asked coldly.

"You said that Ji Muye has to catch up with the male number one. Is he going to seize the opportunity to seduce my sister?

"Want to fall in love at public expense?"