Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 631 The loyal dog housekeeper of the blood clan vs. the eldest lady of the gods 65

Compared to his excitement, Quan Jiu looked calm:

"Who is Christine?"

Wang Hemiao: "!!!"

He stared at her with an alien look on his face: "Honestly, are you from time travel?"

Quan Jiu was stunned and nodded: "You have discovered all this."

Wang Hemiao only thought she was joking, so he opened Baidu and gave her some information about Christine:

"If Andrew is a singing superstar, then Kristen is the originator of the entertainment industry. She debuted at the age of five, became famous at the age of eight, and became a god at the age of fifteen..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, but Quan Jiu couldn't help interrupting his eloquence.

"Let me sum it up for you, it means you are awesome, right?"

Wang Hemiao thought about it carefully and hesitated: "Absolutely..."

It just lacks the meaning of shocking the world.

"Okay, that's enough."

…

Quan Jiu went to the filming location as scheduled.

The filming location was a rocky beach by the sea. The crew was still setting up shooting props. There were several white RVs parked beside the concrete road.

Andrew lowered the window and put a pair of black sunglasses on his tall nose. He raised two fingers at her:

"Baby, come here."

When Quan Jiu got in the car, he saw a man in a black suit who was memorizing the script seriously.

He has a typical Western appearance, with protruding brow bones, sunken eye sockets, and three-dimensional sharp facial features. The moment he raised his eyes to look at her, the slight curve of his double eyelids gave off a hint of sultry.

"I told you not to call me that."

Quan Jiu is really not used to the enthusiasm of foreigners. Everyone he meets is a treasure, honey, sweety.

Andrew's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he raised his chin at Kristen:

"The children at home have a bad temper and make you laugh."

Kristine's ice-blue eyes flashed across Quan Jiu's face and said bluntly:

"She smells delicious."

Andrew raised his eyebrows: "I can't even drink a drop of her blood, and you can't even think about it."

In a few words, Quan Jiu roughly guessed the identity of Christine's vampire clan member.

Kristen was curious: "Oh?"

Andrew spread his hands: "The boys from the Lu family are protecting me...Actually, I'm not afraid of Zhiyao. The main thing is that Aunt Lu took action and this matter became very difficult."

He dared to provoke Lu Zhiyao, but he could only avoid Lu Mu. Although Lu Mu was only a human being, with her decisive killing skills and the protection of the Lu family father and son, no one in the blood tribe dared to provoke her.

"That's really a pity."

A flash of regret flashed in Christine's eyes.

He is more sensitive to blood than anyone else. He can roughly judge the taste of the blood of the person in front of him without having to drink it.

Quan Jiu: "Aren't you going to film a movie?"

Andrew: "Well, we're still setting up the venue. I'll take you out for a walk."

The three of them got out of the car, creating a beautiful scene of their own.

After a while, the props team was in place, the director turned on the camera, and let the actors get into the mood one after another.

The main shooting location today is the seaside lighthouse. After a long plank road, the blue and white lighthouse stands in the wind.

Christine and the heroine were talking while standing on the plank road, with flocks of white doves at hand.

The sea breeze was so strong that it whistled loudly, and their hair was pulled back uncontrollably. Fortunately, they were both face-loving people, and even though they were baptized by the strong wind, the two of them were still handsome men and beautiful women.

Andrew held his chin with one hand, stood behind the director, stared at the camera screen, and complained unceremoniously:

"I think this face is just average. I don't know why you little girls are so fascinated by him."

All the vampires are Yanba, so it’s no wonder Andrew dislikes him.

Quan Jiu: "Take it easy, if fans hear this, the news that King Andrew and superstar Kristen are not getting along will spread all over the world tomorrow."

Andrew was careless and smiled: "I'm not stupid, we are all our own people here."

Quan Jiu clarified the relationship: "Don't mess with me, I'm not one of your own."

Andrew smiled nonchalantly and began to control the position of the camera. He had become interested in filming over the years, so he came to the crew to have fun.

Quan Jiu was standing playing with her mobile phone. Suddenly she saw the camera pointed at her, and she frowned:

"what?"

Andrew carefully manipulated the camera position: "Don't move, your lens is absolutely beautiful."

The girl stood on the plank road with a defiant expression, her white skirt fluttering, her long hair flying in the wind, and the endless blue coastline behind her.

Quan Jiu stared at the director with a speechless expression. He just took pictures as he was told. With such a big crew, how could he just let him do whatever he wanted?!

She retracted her gaze and prepared to take two steps to the left to avoid the camera. However, when she raised her eyes, she saw that the ceiling diagonally in front of her was blown by the wind, the small connecting parts scattered, and the huge fill light hit the back of Andrew's head hard.

go!!

The crew's fill light was not light in nature, and coupled with the super-fast wind speed, if it was hit this time, there would be a hole in the back of the head.

Everyone around him screamed in panic. Quan Jiu looked at the fill light flying towards him like a slow motion projection. He sighed helplessly and took two steps forward.

In order to complete the task quickly, she reluctantly sacrificed once.

There were noises and ambulance sirens all around. As soon as Quan Jiu felt the tearing pain in his left back shoulder, the pain disappeared without a trace.

She raised her eyebrows: "Tongzi?"

The system stared at 001 who turned on the "Pain Shielding" function, not daring to express its anger.

The man wore a black robe with gold-plated python patterns, and half of his three thousand black hair was tied up with a bamboo and white jade hairpin. He glanced at the system lightly:

"Didn't you hear her calling you?"

The system trembled and responded to Quan Jiu: "What, what's wrong?"

Quan Jiu has keen ears: "Is your voice shaking?"

001 shook his head at the system, which could only lie:

"I just saw a cold joke, it was a bit cold..."

Quan Jiu: “…”

She asked about the business: "Have you prescribed pain masking?"

The system faced 001's oppressive gaze and nodded: "...Yes, that's right."

It is a small system, so there is no permission violation operation.

Quan Jiu: "You are finally of some use."

The system laughed awkwardly: "...Haha."

………

Quan Jiu "woke up again" in the hospital.

Andrew was sitting on a chair with one leg on another chair, frowning and sending text messages to others. When he saw Quan Jiu faintly waking up, he stood up hurriedly:

"doctor?!"

Doctors and nurses rushed in and surrounded the bed, as if she was terminally ill and had an incurable disease.

Quan Jiu didn't faint at all. After blocking out the pain, she was fine. Just to suit the weakness of the injured person, she still acted.

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

The doctor checked her heartbeat and pulse.

Quan Jiu made random nonsense: "My head is a little dizzy."

The doctor put down the stethoscope: "Don't worry, dizziness is normal."

After the doctor finished explaining the precautions and left, Andrew stared at the person on the hospital bed with emotion.

"Xiao Xier, I didn't expect you to care about me so much."

Quan Jiu: “…”

--Dividing line--

The next plane will be opened tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

(End of chapter)