Cheng Zheng opened his eyes.
The sleepiness spread over the body like a lingering sea tide, the muscles were relaxed, the eyes were sleepy, everything felt light from the center of the eyebrows to the soles of the feet, and the limbs were incredibly soft.
The first thing that catches the eye is a moon.
His consciousness has not yet returned, his alertness and perception have been greatly reduced. Cheng Zheng squinted his eyes to block the faint silver light, his mind went blank, and he did not know where he was.
The next moment, he was so completely relaxed that his nerves suddenly became tense, and his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of scarlet blood.
Aura, being approached, extremely dangerous!
The instinct imprinted in every nerve burst out instantly, the blood flow accelerated, and the cells seemed to burn to boiling in a very short time. Cheng Zheng's muscles suddenly bulged and tensed, he turned over and attacked the threat that had invaded the safe area.
Boo!
The ferocious anger overflowed wildly as if it had substance. Cheng Zheng's face was ferocious, his legs pressed against the kneecaps of the person beneath him, one hand was clasped into the shoulder joint, and the other hand turned into a claw, reaching for the opponent's throat.
"Nonsense."
Qin Jue spoke softly.
In an instant, another huge and powerful aura enveloped Cheng Zheng tightly, and the blood in his eyes quickly faded away.
The momentum came and went, disappearing into nothingness, and the surrounding grass and leaves slowly fell.
Cheng Zheng let go of his hands and placed them on both sides of Qin Jue's shoulders, his pupils reflecting her face.
There was a confused look on his face. He was stunned for two seconds, then froze his expression, frowned, and stared at one place, thinking for half a minute.
Qin Jue could even see the revolving door in his eyes.
His eyes refocused, and just as Cheng Zheng was about to open his mouth, the blood all over his body began to flow wildly again, like rapids of magma, burning his skin. His heart seemed to burst with blood with every beat. A strong sense of suffocation rushed from his lungs to his throat, making it difficult to breathe for a moment. .
He suddenly fell to the ground, his back arched and curled up tightly. The pain was fierce, starting from the top of the skull and piercing downwards. It was like a burst of lightning that broke into the body and dispersed into a fine grid in the body cavities of the limbs, hitting the flesh and blood organs to tremble.
Qin Jue grabbed Cheng Zheng's convulsing forearm.
The strong force like an eagle's claw blew open a gap in the fire like a strong wind, and the burning pain raging in the body was broken only at the point of contact, and was replaced by new pain.
This extra dull pain forcibly counteracted Cheng Zheng's surging sadistic desire like poison against poison. He closed his eyes tightly and breathed heavily. Sweat kept seeping out and dripping along with gravity. He was in a state of embarrassment in the restraint and struggle.
After a long time, the arm that Qin Jue had restrained slowly decreased its twitching frequency. Cheng Zheng coughed several times due to the saliva, and his breathing finally stabilized.
He closed his eyes, then opened them again. His eyes were still a little blurry, and he looked at the ground.
"Always like this?" Qin Jue said.
"...the first three years." Cheng Zheng's voice was hoarse.
He closed his eyes tiredly again and buried his head in Qin Jue's arms. He wrapped his arms around her waist and tightened them behind her waist, making her bones crack.
Qin Jue indulged his offense and put a hand on the back of his neck, stroking it gently.
"Sir." Cheng Zheng shouted muffledly, his voice so soft and low that it was too sticky to hear clearly.
"Um."
Qin Jue's fingers on the back of his neck increased their strength, changing from caressing to pinching. She knew when to hit him harder.
Cheng Zheng endured it obediently, letting the new pain cover up the remaining stinging illusion one by one.
The grinning black wolf turned back into the docile dog in Qin Jue's hands. Her strength gradually became languid, and she rubbed Cheng Zheng's slightly wet hair.
After a while, Qin Jue let go of his hand and kicked him lightly.
"You're annoying me, get out of here."
There was a slight hum in her arms, and Cheng Zheng rubbed her heart, his head arching inward.
"What a spoiled brat. Get up, it's time for the night watch."
Qin was absolutely unmoved and grabbed Cheng Zheng's bruised back of the neck and pulled him out.
Cheng Zheng looked up from under the messy and wet bangs to look at her, propped himself up and leaned over, rubbing the side of Qin Jue's face.
The jawbones of the two people rubbed lightly, like two wolves kissing each other, a straightforward and simple intimacy.
Qin Jue waved his hand lazily and sent Cheng Zheng to watch the rest of the night.
In the apocalypse, when dangers abound, they rarely have the time to sleep in each other's arms, but with each other by their side, they can always sleep peacefully.
The positions were changed, and Cheng Zheng's back was visible in the peripheral vision. Qin Jue stretched his neck contentedly, found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.
Then he fell into a dark and sweet moment.
…
At eight o'clock in the morning, Qin Jue left Qinyi University of Science and Technology and rushed to the airport to meet Zhang Ming and Hu Changchai.
Senran finally got the entity, and originally wanted to film with Qin Jue, but Qin Yi Technology's major projects were being launched, and it was really hard to do without her. So after some consideration, Senran said goodbye to Qin Jue and stayed with Cheng Zheng. After a while, he and his mother would go to the research institute to help Qin Yuqiao.
Therefore, this process is still composed of Qin Jue, Zhang Ming and Hu Changchai, plus the makeup team including Shen Zhenzhen.
When the plane arrived, everyone walked out of the pick-up gate and got on the bus one after another.
When actors join the cast, they first contact the production department of the crew. Hu Changchai reported Zhang Ming's name. This was to tell the producer that the artist has brought his own assistant and can just arrange accommodation. There is no need for additional recruitment by the crew.
Some celebrities in the industry have many eccentricities and bad tempers, and they will fire their assistants if they don't like them. It often happens that the assistants themselves are overwhelmed and leave their jobs and run away. The life producer is responsible for the food, accommodation and chores of the entire crew. This situation will also help the artists recruit temporary assistants, and they can earn a lot of money from time to time.
In addition, the crew has reserved a hotel specifically for the actors, and Qin Jue is on his way to check in now. In terms of vehicles, during the time of "The Cage" and "Rain of the Day", she mostly took the nanny car of the production crew. Now the situation is different. Mori decided that it would be better to have an exclusive nanny car, so as to prevent Qin Jue, one of the four main actors, from being too simple. If you stand out too much, you will be dismissed. As for the specific car model, license plate number, etc., these are all things that need to be reported to the crew in advance.
Qin Jue was used to being simple in everything in "Entertainment Intern", and now listening to Chief Hu's phone call and going through the procedures, he really felt like he had stepped out of the ivory tower.
"Thank you for your hard work," she said after waiting for Hu Changchai to finish the call.
Hu Changchai smiled slightly and nodded sharply: "It should be."
While he was talking, the smart car had already driven into the Beijing Film and Television Base. This is a town within a city. According to unwritten convention, the outermost circle is a small, cheap and inconspicuous hotel. After entering the gate, Qin Jue and others first passed by the Film and Television Union Center. It was noon at this time, and the selected extras had started working early. The remaining people who were lingering around were mostly handymen waiting to take jobs, hoping to hire them. Positions such as dramaturg and scene recorder.
Zhang Ming looked over, with both reminiscence and emotion in his eyes.
The smart car continued to drive forward. He looked away, turned his head and met Qin Jue's eyes, chuckled twice and scratched his head.
