Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

Chapter 88

The plot in the next few days was unremarkable, until Feng Yeshu NGed for a whole day.

Then the game became extremely difficult.

Li Zhen frowned, and waved his hand impatiently, "Take a break." There was no expression on his face, but everyone who knew him knew that this was a sign of Li Zhen's temper, except for Luo Jianzhou. Almost everyone retreated obediently to a safe distance.

"Feng Yeshu, come here." Li Zhen gave Luo Jianzhou a compliment, and the latter immediately led Meng Yanchi to the other side of the room.Assistant Luo has always had that smiling, good-natured face, but now he can only slightly shrug his shoulders at Meng Yanchi, "Li Zhen's temper is not very good... Ye Shu looks like he will suffer a bit this time."

Meng Yanchi stretched his neck vigorously but couldn't see the movement over there clearly. Obviously he could see that the situation was not very good. After all, this scene was really difficult, "Mr. Luo, this scene..."

Luo Jianzhou had a slight headache, but the smile on his lips did not change, "Yeshu has been NG for almost a whole day, if I waste film because of his problems, it will probably be very bad, but... don't worry."

Meng Yanchi whirled the string of red sandalwood beads on her wrist. For some reason, she always had a bad feeling. The next scene was indeed the climax of "Thorn Vine", which was good for herself and Feng Yeshu , are all challenges, but Feng Yeshu NG for a day, this is not his level - what is it that makes him so difficult?Qu Zhengyang's slap in the face, what was it that stumped him?

"I don't care what your private relationship is, but Yeshu's performance today is a bit too dereliction of duty." He retreated from everyone, and Li Zhen always spoke mercilessly.It's completely different from the young master's hidden needle in the cotton, Li Zhen's sharpness is like a sharp knife, and the knife can see blood, "Reluctance?"

Seeing Feng Yeshu's clenched fist secretly, Li Zhen slowed down his tone by three points, "Although I have not been in the mainland for many years, I am still well informed. I know a little about Xiaomeng's matter, starting from Dragon Knight. Some. As for you, from the perspective of the role of Qu Zhengyang itself, you are not the only and not the best choice, but why did I choose the two of you, and I don’t want to know the reason?”

Feng Yeshu looked up at Li Zhen in disbelief.The eyes of the person in front of him are slightly lighter. Although the years have eroded, these eyes are no longer as bright as they used to be, but the fundus of the eyes is still clear and transparent, which makes people fear.

"I picked the two of you because your situation and the plot of Suteng are simply a wonderful coincidence. Su Mohe loves Qu Zhengyang, but doesn't believe that Qu Zhengyang loves him, and has both low self-esteem and avoidance; Qu Zhengyang's love for Su Mohe is extremely complicated, including the remorse of his first love that did not end well and the longing and needs that have been suppressed for many years...Even he himself didn't know how important Su Mohe was to him, until he lost Mo Mo completely when."

"Deep love comes with great responsibility." Li Zhen took a sip of the wine in his glass, letting the hot burning pain slowly slide down his throat, "When Qu Zhengyang saw that Mo Mo regained his old habits Stealing, re-mingling with people you knew before, that feeling of being betrayed... probably the same as when you saw those old photos of Xiao Meng, right?"

The last few words came lightly, but it hurt like a red-hot iron drill into the heart.Feng Yeshu's pure black eyes almost overflowed with hatred, the line of his jaw suddenly tightened, his line was firm, and he was as heavy as a rock, "Director Li... how could he know about the photo?"

"There are no eternal secrets in this circle." Li Zhen flicked his sleeves lightly, as if he wanted to wipe Feng Yeshu's eyes like a wounded beast from above, "It's no wonder that the son is particularly partial to you, you do have some ...The traits he likes. Being able to hide and not reveal, being able to be consistent, being able to have no distractions, and being able to ask without regret. However, it is very uncomfortable to suppress and endure like this forcibly? People who hold the most precious treasures in their hearts are full of stains, and you even I don’t know which one is his real face, the one in the evidence or the one seen in front of him..."

"Enough! Stop!"

For a split second, Feng Yeshu felt that his body was out of control, and his anger burned his nerves and crushed his rationality to powder.He watched helplessly as he raised his hand to sweep towards Li Zhen. Li Zhen seemed to have prepared to take a big step back, but was still half a second late, and swept the cup in his hand to the ground, and immediately fell into powder丨 broken 丨 bone.

With that crisp sound, the anger receded like a tide.The fragments of that place were like the sadness and disappointment that had nowhere to go after his anger had been burned away.

"Li Zhen! Are you okay?" Luo Jianzhou rushed over when he heard the noise, and when he saw Li Zhen's face turned pale, he immediately wrapped him in his arms, called the staff to clean up the debris, and talked to Li Zhen asked loudly.Li Zhen's breathing was a little unsteady, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, "Jianzhou, did you see Feng Yeshu's appearance just now? You must not believe it...Feng Yeshu would show such an expression. Immediately Call everyone back and start right away! — I don’t want to miss a shot like that.”

He waited anxiously at home for a day and a night, but he got a call from the police.

Standing up from the cigarette butts all over the place, Qu Zhengyang shook a bit, only then realized that he hadn't eaten anything all day, and he was a little dazed.He held on to the door to stabilize his body, rummaged around in the house, took all the cash at home with him, and then went out.

In the police station... At least it shows that Mo Mo is safe and sound.

The moment he heard the call, Qu Zhengyang's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, making him almost faint, so he didn't notice the indifference and contempt in the police's tone.After Mo got familiar with the surrounding environment, he would sometimes go out for a stroll by himself, but he never expected to find him after he left last night.

Qu Zhengyang had already thought about countless possibilities, but he did not expect that the last news he got was: Mo Mo was detained and is now in the police station.

The reason for Momo's detention is simple: theft.

There was no possibility of any misunderstanding, and the testimonies of the salesperson and several other customers present unanimously proved that it was Mo Mo who, taking advantage of the salesperson's unpreparedness, secretly put the uncollected jewelry on the counter into his trouser pocket, and then ran away.After the salesman found out, he rushed to chase after him, and Mo Mo ran all the way into the alley, where the people inside were already waiting for him, and beat up the chasing salesman.In the end, the shopping mall called the police, but the police only caught Mo Mo, and the other accomplices had long since disappeared.

"Mr. Qu, are you this little rascal's... teacher?" After reading Qu Zhengyang's work certificate, the policeman twitched his lips with a half-smile, "That brat's mouth is quite stubborn. , refused to say where the stolen goods were, and did not reveal who his accomplices were. According to the person who reported the case, the things he stole were worth more than [-] yuan, enough for him to sit for several years. If you are a teacher, enlighten him , confess earlier, maybe you can save a few years of sitting. Hey."

Maybe it was Qu Zhengyang's icy cold eyes that made him sit on pins and needles, and the police didn't dare to sneer and let Qu Zhengyang go in.

Mo was handcuffed and sat in front of him, the corners of his mouth were bruised, and he was in a mess, only a pair of dark eyes stared straight at Qu Zhengyang.

Only then did Qu Zhengyang notice that Mo Mo was much rounder than before.The skin and hair have become shiny, and it is no longer the little MB like a little sparrow.Mo Mo's facial features also began to grow gradually, with a softness and delicateness unique to teenagers.Just like during the previous quarrel, he stared at Qu Zhengyang stubbornly without saying a word.

"Mo, why are you stealing and beating people?" Qu Zhengyang sat down, the reflection of the handcuffs was blindingly bright.

"No money."

"What do you want, I can buy it for you..."

"Who do you think you are, Qu Zhengyang? The thing I want is so expensive that you can't afford it at all!" Mo Mo bit her bruised lips, and tightly gripped the edge of the table with her fingers, "With your little work丨 Capital, absolutely...impossible to afford it!"

"So you're going to steal? Are you willing to do anything for money?"

Mo Mo sneered, "In your opinion, I'm a prostitute anyway, so what's the big deal about stealing? It's fine if I don't give you a cuckold.

"Snapped!"

This slap hit Mo Mo's left cheek, and immediately made his face swell. Mo Mo's eyes turned slightly astonished, and then there was silence, and he did not speak again.

Qu Zhengyang turned to go out, there was a loud slamming door, and he never looked at him again.

This scene was shot neatly, Li Zhen was satisfied and went to rest.

And Meng Yanchi was a little dizzy after being slapped by Feng Yeshu, even his ears were buzzing - this was a real fight, according to the previous script arrangement, in fact, as long as Feng Yeshu made a gesture of slapping, he would It's enough to turn your face away, but Feng Yeshu has been NG on the plot of the slap all day, until the real slap just now.

very painful.

Feng Yeshu knew the severity of his strikes. He knew it in his previous life and this life. This man has a firm and forbearing personality, and he will not miss easily. The injured big dog, which was fleeing everywhere, could only show its sharp teeth and growl in a low voice.

When LINDA came up to apply cold water to Meng Yanchi, she could see Meng Yanchi's slightly swollen left cheek after removing her makeup. She couldn't help complaining, "Yeshu's slap was a bit heavy, tomorrow you How thick is the powder to cover it?"

While applying cold water to Meng Yanchi, she ordered the assistant next to him to get a hard-boiled egg to roll Meng Yanchi's cheeks. There is a saying in the showbiz circle that is true, beating people does not slap people in the face, even if it is filming, it is very dangerous. Few people really fight.Actors mostly rely on their faces to make a living. It's really rare to see Feng Yeshu beating so hard for real.

"Finally we've finished this shoot, it doesn't matter if it's a little swollen for two days." Meng Yanchi let LINDA roll around with eggs on his face, sighing.

"Yeshu..." Ji Donglai hesitated to speak, looked at Feng Yeshu's back, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

In Ji Donglai's career as an agent, Feng Yeshu was not the most worry-free, but he was the best to take care of.Although he looks cold and unkind, he actually gives great trust and tolerance to the people around him, and he is also the person who can control his emotions the most that Ji Donglai has ever met.The loss of control in the scene just now can be seen by anyone - Feng Yeshu will never, even if it is only slightly, hurt others unless it is absolutely necessary.

Ji Dong took a look at the missed calls on his phone, and secretly decided in his heart that it would be better not to tell Feng Yeshu for now.

"Yeshu, I went to Xiaomeng's to see it just now, and it's okay, it's not serious." Ji Donglai chose his words carefully, and secretly glanced at Feng Yeshu's expression, "When he gets better tomorrow, go over and say Sorry... How about it? Xiaomeng is not an unreasonable person..."

Feng Yeshu didn't answer.

He took out the cigarette from the cigarette case and wanted to light it, but he failed to light it after several attempts.Only then did Ji Donglai realize that Feng Yeshu's hands were shaking slightly.

Just so slightly, it's hard to even tell at a glance.But this tiny loss of control never happened to Feng Yeshu.

Just now he hit Meng Yanchi's right hand, as if he was enduring great pain, trembling too much to light a cigarette.