Dressed As the President’s First Love

People don't live in a vacuum zone, in addition to love, they have to eat.

The next day, Tang Mi, who had a huge debt, returned to Wen City with a burden.

This time, there was no lover to accompany each other, and no bodyguards to sound the gong to clear the way. She returned to the hotel extremely low-key, and rejoined the filming that afternoon.

Except for a few more shots at the beginning, the people on the set didn't even ask more questions.

There was a big night scene that night. It is estimated that it will be taken until 11 or 12 o'clock. Tang Mi is curled up on a chair, with a thick military coat as a quilt, squinting aside. Li Rong looked distressedly at her small face that had lost a circle in just two days:

"Kitten, let's eat boiled fish after the play tomorrow?"

You can't just feed the grass, you have to make up for it.

Tang Mi drooped her eyelids, lazily unable to raise her energy.

Boiled fish?

The boiled fish is good, hot and spicy, and serve with rice.

She squinted and stared at the missing piece on the plastic runway, desperately recalling when the last time she ate boiled fish. It took a long time to remember that she was in the food. Last year, not long after the two reunited, she managed to eat herself. Into the hospital, I made a whole night of distress.

It's a pity that he never allowed her to eat anymore.

"Don't go."

She didn't want to take boiled fish as a souvenir every time she broke up.

Po Xi was sitting next to her.

A few days ago, Tang Mi returned to Beicheng, and he was still holding the sick body to catch up on the crew. The big night drama has actually been in two days in a row. Today is the third day. The man who transferred this iron beating on the shaft is also full of tiredness and foundation. Can't cover it.

"If Manager Li wants to eat, go to Dongsanli from the other studio. There is a boiled fish shop over there. It's not bad."

Bo Xi was very tired, and he wanted to scatter on the back of the chair like Tang Mi, but the wound on his back couldn't stand the pull, so he could only sit upright.

Every artist has a dull mouth, and a heart that wants to eat fragrant and spicy food.

The three of them diverged from the boiled fish, talked to the spicy hot pot, and talked about the boiling fish. Tang Mi, who was so blunt, had an appetite, and the director over there shouted to shoot.

"go."

Both of them are dedicated actors. When they stood up from the recliner, they were surprised that no matter how negative they were, they had to stay behind. Every step they took was worthy of the role.

Director Long nodded in satisfaction.

His film, regardless of whether it sells or sells, but the quality is definitely first-class, a good actor, you can never find it.

And he ran into them at once.

Both Bo Xi and Tang Mi started filming with desperate efforts.

Grinding as you should, without a word, Bo Xi wandered around with his wounds day and night.

Not to mention Xiao Tang.

Such a delicate little girl, let her go into the water without any delay.

Director Long still remembered that during the first few days of filming, there was a scene in the water. No matter how he jumped, it was almost meaningless. He was too late, and he was a little bit stunned. The girl was stunned by him to take more than 20 shots in a row. After jumping for more than two decades, I found a beautiful diving lens.

As soon as I came up, I vomited in the trash can, wiped my mouth after vomiting, and continued to shoot. It's okay.

"This is a breakup scene."

Director Long was talking about the drama, but Tang Mi had difficulty scoring. When she came back to her senses, the lighting and photography were ready, and Director Long was chattering there, "... Ran Linglong's dream is broken, and her love is ruined at the same time. , So her breakup is more than just a breakup, understand?"

Breaking up, of course, is more than just breaking up.

Just like memory, it's not just a memory, it is a warm thing constructed from countless trivial pieces of life. Sometimes it is warm, sometimes it is hot, and sometimes... it hurts. It’s just that most of the time, I hide it in my head and run out to play with you inadvertently.

Tang Mi smiled, today's scene is quite suitable.

Bo Xi bowed his head and looked at her with concern:

"Do you want to take a break?"

Don Midi settled and shook his head:

"Need not."

"The first time in game 49, action!"

Don Mi took off her coat.

Inside is a set of blue and white striped sportswear and swimming team uniforms.

"Slot 3, Ran Linglong, come in!"

Tang Mi took a deep breath, and the moment she stepped forward, her whole body changed.

She herself was ostentatious, but a change of expression on her face, a gloomy, desperate, and painful Ran Linglong appeared in front of everyone.

Even the standing posture has changed.

Ran Linglong was leaning on crutches, lame, and her posture tilted slightly.

She just stood on the backlit side of the plastic track. On the basketball court, only Ping An was training there alone. The basketball fell on the ground and made a "snack" sound.

Ran Linglong moved her gaze to the safe and strong legs, even if the street lights were dim, she could still see the healthy and smooth curve.

There is youth, vitality, and dreams.

Today, she has nothing left.

He seemed to feel Ping An, turned his head, and was stunned at this look, and then strode over, running faster and faster. When the boy ran in front of Ran Linglong, he was still gasping on his knees:

"Linglong, why are you here, not lying in the hospital?!"

The young man's voice is concerned, there are complaints, but there is no despair.

"let's break up."

Ran Linglong opened her mouth. It was strange. She thought up her words well in the hospital, but it was difficult to utter her words here, and her throat seemed to be stuck with a knife.

But she still said.

Ping An looked at her:

"You came to tell me this?"

"Yes."

Ran Linglong tried to stand up straight.

With light on his back, half of his body fell into the darkness, his shoulders were thin, and his eyes were cold.

Ping An took two steps forward and hesitated again.

He had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I don't want to divide."

As a teenager, Ran Linglong at this time didn't make any sense.

She looked at him, the moonlight pupils were bottomless, as if all the suffering had been sucked in, but she was still laughing.

"I want to divide."

He kicked the stones under his feet in peace:

"I'm waiting for you."

"do not wait for me."

Ran Linglong held on to the crutches. Even at this moment, she was still stubborn and refused to show a trace of timidity. She gritted her teeth and turned around and tried her best to straighten her body. This action hid all her pride.

But even so, when I crossed the plastic track, I still turned and turned, and the thin body gradually walked away in the lingering shadow of the lamp, until it stretched out a long silhouette.

"Seat No. 7, add a close-up!"

The display screen cuts over in time.

In front of the display, almost everyone was speechless.

Under the faint street lamp shining, Ran Linglong, or Tang Mi, struck her neck, her face was quiet, but tears raged all over her face silently.

The silent grief is the most moving.

The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are all drama.

The audience was silent, watching Tang Mi walking silently, crying silently.

"pass!"

After a long while, Director Long yelled excitedly, and then yelled vigorously after yelling: "It's incredible! This crying scene is absolute!"

The screenwriter sighed by high-fiving:

"Yes, young people nowadays, there are more of these. The format of the movie is very different."

I almost didn't show him crying.

Looking around, the lighting engineers, photographers, and even the assistants next to him took off their glasses, took off their glasses, and blew their noses. It took a long time to get over.

"Absolutely!"

In Director Long's mind, how to cut this paragraph, how to cut the camera, and how to match the music, all thought about it. It can even be used as a festooned section of propaganda. When you put it up like this, you will have tension.

Li Rong had already rushed over with her coat at this time:

"Hurry up, put it on!"

Tang Mi remained motionless.

"What are you doing stupidly?!"

Li Rong hurriedly set her sleeves and zippered her, and when she turned to Tang Mi, she was stunned.

She raised her voice carefully:

"……kitten?"

Tang Mi, who had always been in a play for a second, looked at her quietly, tears falling down.

"Rongrong, what should I do, it can't stop."

she says.

Li Rong suddenly felt a great sadness.

She realized that Tang Mi, who had always been heartless, fell in love with Cheng Hao.

But now, all she can do is to hold Tang Mi into her arms and pat awkwardly:

"Hey, little cat, it's okay, it will pass, it will pass."

Cold tears fell in strings, dampening Li Rong's shoulders. Li Rong looked towards the sky. The moon was round, but it was a pity that people were not reunited.

How suffocating her iron porcelain, which has always been squeamish and willful, dare to cry for herself with the strength of being in the play?

"what happened?"

Long lead over.

Li Rong pays a smile:

"Hey, there is no way, the little girl was too deep into the play, and she was crying hard."

Long Dao showed a little surprise.

When Tang Mi came to his filming, there was never a time when she couldn't make a scene, and Ren Boxi had to slow down. The moment she walked out of the camera, it was herself.

But he didn't ask wittily. He turned a blind eye on many things as he got older.

Tang Mi cried and stopped crying.

Leaning on the recliner and falling asleep, when she woke up and found that everyone else was collecting the equipment, Li Rong squatted beside her just like the stupid Erha, and kept looking at her.

Don Mi touched her face:

"Is there something on my face?"

Li Rong nodded solemnly: "Yes, it's the gooey who loves the cold."

Don Mi:...

"Come on, it's hard to make a fool of myself, can you not hide me like that?"

She took out the mirror from her bag and took a picture with her left and right. She didn't find the eye feces, but she found two eyes that were so swollen from crying. The heads were both big:

"Is it obvious, Rongrong?"

Li Rong nodded again:

"Everyone saw it."

"It's over," Tang Mi covered her face, "It's a shame."

Li Rong thinks she is rare and cute.

"It's okay, I explained to someone, you just can't get in and out of the show."

"That's pretty much the same."

Tang Mi took the bag away. The two went to the dressing room to remove makeup and change clothes. They returned all the props. They walked out and ran into Boxi, who had just finished changing their clothes. He also washed his face, his eyelashes were wet, and his eyes were washed. Generally clear.

Looking at her at this time:

"You broke up with Cheng Hao?"

Tang Mi was surprised: "How do you know?"

Bo Xi shook his phone: "Sisi said."

Tang Mi thought of Donghuang Entertainment, which had been turbulent recently. He didn't expect Qin Sisi to be interested in talking gossip to the outside world. Could this storm not affect her three or four lines?

Also, the heroine's lucky buff is full.

But right now, Qin Sisi's existence will no longer cause her to mess around.

"I see."

Bo Xi looked concerned:

"Your complexion is not so good."

Tang Mi rubbed her face by mistake and didn't plan to chat with him right here:

"Brother Bo, I'm a little tired today, see you tomorrow."

Bo Xi said goodbye to her and got into the nanny car respectively.

Tang Mi returned to the hotel and lay down on the hotel after washing, let Rong Rong rub her legs and brush there with her iPad.

Donghuang Entertainment's search index has remained high these days. The top ten most searched lists accounted for four. Three consecutive senior executives have been handcuffed and taken away from the company in full view.

At the same time, rumors of prostitution and compulsory drinking were also exploded.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the big ship of Donghuang Entertainment is about to sink.

Some artists took the opportunity to sue the company and tried to tear themselves apart from the sinking ship, but it was a pity that netizens did not buy it. On the contrary, Qin Sisi, who has always been quiet as a chicken, gained a little favorability value.

"Jingling bells--"

The phone on the bedside rang.

Tang Mi glanced at it and took it smoothly:

"dad?"

"Rong Rong said you have a big night scene, is it finished?"

"Yes, Dad, you haven't slept yet at this night?"

Tang Mi was surprised.

Elderly people feel less and have regular schedules, and often go to bed before eight o'clock.

"It's just something, dad thinks about it, I still have to tell you." Daddy Don paused, "That Hao, ah no, Mr. Cheng, sent five big packages early this morning, we I didn’t pay attention. I thought it was the courier you bought and signed it."

"Five big packages?"

Tang Mi didn't understand, "What's in it?"

"After taking the two apart, I found out that it was Rencheng, who was sent by Cheng."

Father Tang got up, hung up the phone, and sent a video invitation again.

Tang Mi connected to WeChat, and the camera over there kept shaking, and the video was blurred and ghosted.

But as for this scumbag pixel, Tang Mi was stunned to see clearly: The shoes, clothes, and bags he bought for her in Cheng Hao's villa were piled up in two big cardboard boxes.

He packed them up and gave them to her.