Outrageous

Lu Zhiwei didn't understand it very well, but thought it was a bit outrageous.

People who were taught by the system themselves went out and came back to play the system. Does this hate the system or just think it’s fun? ?

If it is the former, what does the system do to make the people taught by it do it?

Lao Wu didn't know what the other party's purpose was.

He could only guess that the opponent was once a person in their system, but he couldn't guess who the opponent was or what purpose he was attacking the world with.

He felt a little ridiculous instead.

An apprentice who was taught by a master is now fighting inside.

Ah...not even infighting.

The other party is no longer in their system.

Lu Zhiwei thought for a while, and soon became full of confidence: [Isn't that just right? 】

Old Wu: [? 】

He didn't understand where "just right".

Lu Zhiwei is well-founded: [You are the fifth-ranked senior administrator. The same system is not much better than you. If the other party can't say even one, then you must be able to beat it! come on! 】

Old Wu paused, then laughed: [You are really optimistic...]

Lu Zhiwei: [Of course it’s optimistic, and you said it will guarantee our safety, I don’t believe who else can you trust? 】

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

If Lao Wu understands the opponent's way number, the winning percentage will increase invisibly.

I believe that her girlfriend's headache can also be resolved quickly!

Thinking this way, she became more confident.

Hearing this, Lao Wu nodded and solemnly said: [Well, believe me. 】

He twisted his neck, creaked his finger bones, and then went back to the procedure.

Since a good daughter is so confident, a male mother must also be confident!

…

Eat and drink, start working again.

In the first scene after lunch, the goddess turned into a beggar girl, and she fell on her way home from Lin Huairou and was taken in by Lin Huairou.

Lu Zhiwei put on a light beggar's clothes, finished his gray-headed face, and came back jingle.

The footbell is a representative of the goddess and an important part of the plot, so it cannot be removed.

She looked at herself and then at Sang Wanci, and she felt distressed.

In the summer, Sang Wanci had to dress so tightly.

It's not easy to be a goddess, and it's not easy to be a mistress...

Perceiving her gaze, Sang Wanci turned to look at her.

Her face was dirty with makeup and her hair was messy, except that her apricot eyes remained as clear as ever.

The sight falls.

The slender ankle still has that red string and golden ankle bell, which is perfect for her.

Lu Zhiwei followed her gaze to look at her feet, and asked curiously: "What's the matter? Where am I missing?"

"No," Sang Wanci chuckled softly, "footbell is very suitable for Zhiwei, it looks very beautiful."

Lu Zhi's eyebrows brightened in an instant, and his expression was glad: "Really? I'll go buy a string and wear it when I look back."

The girlfriend likes to watch it, so she wears it to her girlfriend.

She loves her wife so much.

Sang Wan couldn't ask for mercy, nodded: "Okay."

After chatting for a while, Guo Hui came over with the script to tell the two people about the drama.

Guo Hui still asked Lu Zhiwei to control his eyes.

Although she turned into a beggar, she was still a goddess. The eyes she looked at mortals should be undesirable. Only when she looked at the believer, Lin Huairou, she would have a hint of curiosity to explore, just like a naughty child.

Sang Wanci's mistress wanted to hold her airs, she would be generous and behave impeccably at all times.

Every move is constrained in rules and regulations, not to go beyond the rules, like an invisible shackle.

Then came the rehearsal and walks.

After speaking, everyone rehearsed roughly twice and officially started shooting——

Yangliu Yiyi, the breeze is slowing down.

The handsome black horse stepped on the ground smoothly, and its wheels rolled forward.

Lin Huairou sat in the carriage silently, expressionless on her face, as cold as her emotions and desires had all been left in front of the noble goddess statue.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

She shook her figure, slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and fixedly looked ahead.

The maid in the car immediately agreed and asked, "What happened?"

The coachman said, "Madam, there was a beggar in the middle of the road. It looked... as if he had injured his foot."

Lin Huairou frowned lightly between his eyebrows and stood up.

Maid Cui Luo lifted the curtain for her.

A thin little beggar suddenly came into view.

She sat up slowly from the ground, her left leg was full of blood, shocking.

She was thinly dressed and grey-headed, only that string of foot bells was as new as ever, as if she didn't know where to pick it up.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something and turned to look over.

The eyes of the two suddenly met at this moment.

Lin Huairou didn't say a word, and the coldness on her face remained unchanged.

The goddess' eyes were as sharp as stars, like the clearest and brightest existence in the world.

Her eyes were calm, she looked at Lin Huairou with an undisguised look, like a child looking at a novel object she had never seen before.

Lu Zhiwei fulfilled Director Guo's request perfectly. After a while, she performed a response that seemed to have just recovered. She raised her hand with difficulty and rushed to the humanity on the carriage: "Help me..."

Lin Huairou frowned for a moment, got out of the carriage, and walked to the goddess.

The goddess sold miserably with due diligence: "Madam, please save me, I will repay you..."

Lin Huairou asked, "What happened to your legs?"

The goddess grabbed people and came out to carry the pot, and said sincerely: "I just went to a large family to beg for food, but the other party refused to give it. His son suddenly sent someone out to beat me on the leg and smashed my begging bowl..."

Lin Huairou knew that this was indeed possible.

Some brothers were raised very domineering, doing evil outside.

This little beggar hadn't been beaten to death, it was time to say "Buddha Bless".

Lu Zhiwei looked at Sang Wanci from bottom to top.

Even from this angle, Sang Wanci is still very good-looking.

She once again felt in her heart that her girlfriend was so good-looking, and at the same time, she was ready to pick up her lines.

She saw Sang Wanci tilting her head slightly, calling the coachman in an elegant manner, and preparing to send her to the hospital.

Medical hall? How does that work?

Lu Zhiwei continued to play the role of the spirit girl, and suddenly struggled, full of resistance: "Madam, don't send me to the hospital. The family said that they will beat me next time they see me!"

She controlled the acting force without exaggerating.

This is not a comedy movie.

The goddess did this to see if there is a compassionate heart under the cold face of her believers.

Sure enough, Lin Huairou took her home.

This scene is not over here.

The dressing was succinctly, and after getting into the carriage, Lin Huai and the goddess sat opposite each other.

Lin Huairou, played by Sang Wanci, has a calm and indifferent expression, and speaks calmly: "Where did the golden bell on your feet come from?"

Very new, still a gold bell, it looks very valuable.

Their rich family would follow the example of goddess and wear golden foot bells for their children.

Anyway, it's not the precious things a little beggar would have.

The goddess didn't change her face and said: "I picked it up in the river."

She looked at Lin Huairou and asked, "Madam, do you like it? If you like me, you can give me this one."

Lin Huairou was suddenly solemn: "You still don't want to go down to the river to pick up things."

She heard that people died in the river, so everyone felt that the things in the river were not clean and avoided taboos.

Unexpectedly, this beggar didn't mind at all, and put on his feet.

The goddess understood what she meant, and smiled calmly: "Madam, a beggar has a problem even alive, so how can he care about life and death?"

Lin Huairou heard the words, her eyes opened slightly, and she was speechless for a moment.

This was the first time someone had no taboos in front of her.

"Madam, I will repay you."

"How do you repay?"

"Follow you and act as a cow and a horse for you. If you wish, you can talk to me about your depressing things."

"..."

Lin Huairou turned away her face, her expression was as peaceful as ever.

"I have nothing to be depressed."

"Crack—"

Guo Hui gave an order.

Everyone immediately held back their emotions.

Sang Wanci got out of the car first to help Lu Zhiwei get his shoes, for fear that she would step on the pebbles to reach the feet.

The two replayed the scene as they walked.

Guo Hui called Luo Xinhan to make preparations, and soon his Patriarch of the Zhou family will officially appear on the stage.

Social fear Luo Xinhan responded, and then continued to plunge into the script, waiting to be on the stage before moving.

As long as he is serious enough, no one will come up and talk to him!

——Except for the discussion plot.

The Zhou family is one of the four major families. Its mansion is magnificent and covers a vast area.

The scene was built by the crew, with blue tiles and white walls, rockery and water, all in a different shape, as if such a magnificent and luxurious family had really existed in the world.

The first shot is the goddess recuperating in the backyard, listening to the maid introducing Zhou's family and introducing Lin Huai and her husband.

In the later stage of the plot, the scene of Zhou Patriarch's debut and Lin Huairou welcoming him will be interspersed with the introduction of the maid.

Guo Hui asked all the actors to get ready in their place.

Lu Zhiwei sat on a chair, wrapped half of his left foot with a bandage, and gave the other half to the actor who played the doctor.

The maid standing at the side was Cui Luo, who could say something in the mansion.

The doctor temporarily exited after talking about some precautions.

Next is the home court of Cuiluo and Goddess.

Cuiluo first spoke: "You are too presumptuous."

The goddess looked sideways at her, her foot bell swayed lightly, and she didn't understand why she said that.

Cuiluo looked serious: "The beggars can't get enough food, so I feel that the noble mistress is upset."

The goddess smiled and asked: "Everyone in the world has distress and troubles, and your wife is also a mortal womb. How can she be free from distress?"

Tsui Luo thought she was a beggar really strange.

I don’t have enough to eat and wear, and I don’t envy the Zhou family. On the contrary, I feel that Zhou’s mistress is depressed.

Cuiluo thought she didn't know the Zhou family, so she started to introduce the Zhou family of Zhongming Ding Shi, playing the role of background sound.

Finally turned back to Lin Huairou: "And our wife is the noble mistress of the Zhou family. Is there something depressing? It's clear that you beggar is ignorant."

The goddess was not annoyed, and asked: "Does your wife feel the same way?"

Cuiluo raised her head and chested out, and replied sonorously, "This is natural!"

The goddess stopped talking, her eyes were quiet.

Her expression seemed to be talking, asking herself, asking heaven and earth.

——Since there is no sorrow, why do you always come to me in unhappy silence?

Before the filming started, Guo Hui and the screenwriter helped them pass the character setting.

Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci have Meng Lianyu's remote help, coupled with their own research, Lu Zhiwei has perfectly mastered the personality of the goddess.

The appearance she showed, every thread and every thread was the goddess state that Guo Hui wanted.

She and the goddess seem to have merged into one.

Guo Hui cried out with satisfaction.

Signaled Sang Wanci and Luo Xinhan to prepare.

All departments are in place.

--Start.

Zhou Mingshan, the Patriarch of the Zhou family, played by Luo Xinhan, dressed in Jin Yihua and obeyed the carriage, and Shi Shiran stepped into the mansion.

The camera followed his footsteps, pushing up little by little.

Finally, over his shoulders, the whole hall appeared in front of the audience.

A spacious and grand meeting room.

Beautiful and dignified hostess.

Slave with low eyebrows.

Everything is welcoming him.

In the lens, Sang Wanci slowly raised his head, his cold face was filled with a decent smile, and even the height of his voice was just right, as if it had been carefully designed, and it sounded warm and moving.

"Husband."

With this call, Zhou Mingshan's Lushan will truly appear in front of the camera.

The eyes are bright and clear, warm and moist as jade, and he is a kind of talent.

He nodded lightly and raised his foot into the hall.

Lin Huairou greeted her.

The couple held their hands to the main seat.

The couple have deep affection, and Hong's case is very envious.

Zhou Mingshan asked: "Did the madam go out today?"

Lin Huairou nodded.

Zhou Mingshan rubbed the back of her hand and asked, "Where did the madam go?"

Lin Huairou told him one-to-one, including taking in the little beggar.

After she finished speaking, her eyes turned, and she unconsciously looked at their clenched hands, as if she was evading Zhou Mingshan's eyes.

There was no sound above the main seat, and the people underneath dared not speak, nor did they dare to breathe.

The whole hall was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense, like a mountain and rain.

Guo Hui sat behind the surveillance screen and looked at the two leading actors.

Luo Xinhan looked at his wife beside him silently.

Sang Wanci's hand in his sleeve was quietly clenched, and only one movement was enough to reveal the character's tension at the moment.

After a while, Sang Wanci got up, looked docile and respectful, and said in a gentle tone: "If you feel uncomfortable, I will expel her from the house."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xinhan twitched his lips, laughed, and then led the person to sit down again, and at the same time naturally said the line: "Madam has a compassionate heart, and I am deeply pleased for her husband.

"My wife is more sensible than Dong Lin's.

"The lady has reported the beggar's matter to me, so I don't have to do it, so let's stay and heal it. And didn't she say to repay you? Just stay here to repay you."

Sang Wanci's tight body finally relaxed slightly.

"The husband is tolerant."

Luo Xinhan nodded, and said warmly: "The lady must remember to be her husband."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the young man on the side hurriedly delivered him beautifully packaged pastries.

Zhou Mingshan handed this pastry to Lin Huairou.

"Madam, I know you like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so I bought it for you for Swift."

Lin Huairou calmly accepted: "Thank you, husband."

But there was not a trace of joy in seeing the food he liked.

Standing behind Guo Hui and looking at the surveillance screen, Lu Zhiwei felt that the relationship between the two couples was false, and that they were not as affectionate as it might seem on the surface.

But she has to admit that Luo Xinhan's acting skills are really good, and one eye and one movement can bring people into the atmosphere.

He and Sang Wanci's dramas have come back and forth, and they have achieved each other's accomplishments. It seems that outsiders are all sweating for Sang Wanci's performance.

This one has passed.

Lu Zhiwei handed the small fan to Sang Wanci.

In the summer, people wear so much and so tightly that people will be gone.

She originally planned to hand one to Luo Xinhan too, but after the other party had worked hard with Sang Wanci after the filming, she immediately went to look at the surveillance screen, confirmed that there was no problem, and rushed aside to stay there.

I don't mean to want to socialize at all.

Social fear, it's really hard.

"Is it too hot?" Lu Zhiwei asked Sang Wanci.

Sang Wanci nodded slightly and said, "It's okay."

Lu Zhiwei found out that she could really bear it.

The headache is also okay.

The heat is fine.

Lu Zhiwei smiled helplessly and helped her unscrew a bottle of cold mineral water.

Sang Wanci asked, "Zhiwei, was it okay for me to act just now?"

Lu Zhiwei thief joins in: "Of course you can. Both of you played very well. I, an audience member, sweated for you."

Sang Wanci was relieved, and then said, "Zhiwei also performed very well."

Lu Zhiwei glanced at her forehead and asked worriedly: "How about it, did you have a headache just now?"

Sang Wanci shook her head and patted her shoulder: "Zhiwei, don't worry, I haven't had a headache while working."

Lu Zhi suddenly realized that he was very surprised.

So this intruder is... kind of kind from a certain level?

No, kind shit.

Attacking the world indiscriminately and causing her girlfriend a headache is not kind! ! !

She shook her head and threw the absurd idea out of her mind.

Seeing this, Sang Wanci curiously asked, "What's wrong?"

Luzhi smiled and said, "It's okay, but I think you have a headache and you blame "sensible"."

Sang Wanci heard the words, said nothing, and drank water quietly.

…

In the evening there is still a scene for the two of us, and we can call it a day after filming.

After dinner, I regained my energy, and all departments were back in place.

Lu Zhiwei is still dressed as that little beggar, but this time his limbs and face are washed a lot whiter.

The Zhou family is a luxurious family and will not tolerate a beggar walking around dirty.

Lin Huairou remembers the wounds of the little beggar and plans to visit her at night.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table.

After thinking for a moment, Cui Luo took it with him.

There is a small quiet pond in front of the house where the goddess was settled.

Lu Zhiwei sat on the rock beside the quiet pond, stretched his injured leg, supported his chin and watched the koi swimming happily in the pond.

She is acting dutifully as a wounded mortal.

In the lens, the bright white moon is reflected on the surface of the pool, like a pearl falling in the world.

The goddess' appearance was also reflected on the pool surface.

After a while, Lin Huairou's reflection slowly appeared on the surface of the pool.

The goddess paused and raised her head.

They looked across the moon on the surface of the pool.

"Madam, you are here."

The goddess did not forget the identity of the wounded, and struggled to get up.

The bells jingle, crisp and sweet.

Seeing this, Lin Huairou hurriedly moved over to hold her elbow, her expression was still so cold and indifferent: "Since you are injured, why don't you rest in the house?"

"It's boring in the room," said the goddess.

Lin Huairou helped her enter the house and sit down, caring about her wounds.

The goddess said that everything was fine and insisted on staying and repaying her.

Lin Huairou's expression remained indifferent: "This matter is not urgent, it is important to recover from the injury."

The goddess said: "Madam, you are such a good person."

Lin Huairou didn't respond much to these words, neither happy nor sad.

She turned her head and asked Cui Luo to put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table.

The goddess looked at the plate of pastries.

Under the faint candlelight, the neatly arranged sweet-scented osmanthus cake looks exceptionally delicious.

It's not surprising that she has seen all these at her altar.

Lin Huairou hadn't spoken yet.

Cuiluo spoke first: "Little Qier, this is our wife's favorite pastry. She specially used it to share with you. You must remember our wife's goodness and don't let her bodhisattva heart."

Lin Huairou frowned and glanced at her.

Cuiluo shut up immediately.

Lin Huairou ordered her to quit.

"Sorry, Cuiluo is a **** on weekdays. She likes to talk to people without any malice." Lin Huaijudo.

The goddess did not follow Xin Cuiluo's attitude, she only noticed Cuiluo's words, "This is our wife's favorite pastry."

Favorite?

But how could she remember that when Lin Huairou returned home, she only lifted the curtain when she passed the chestnut cake stall?

Lin Huairou clearly liked the look in the eyes of the chestnut cake. When I passed by the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I didn't even look at it.

How come here, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake has become Lin Huairou's favorite pastry?

She picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and asked: "So the lady likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Lin Huairou nodded and said yes, and also reached for a piece.

As a result, his expression changed the same after eating, and it didn't seem like he was eating what he liked.

The goddess did not ask any more, gritted her teeth and took a bite.

——Her believers will lie.

A very short one, but I took it several times.

Because Guo Hui has been adjusting the angle of the face of the pool.

The seventh time is finally over.

Everyone is happy to close.

...

The filming of the crew went smoothly.

Lu Zhiwei and Sang Wanci will be more relaxed when they focus on filming other people's scenes.

However, the two of them did not relax either, either in the match or on the way to the match.

After the scene that night, the two kissed behind the door for a while and then reluctantly separated.

There is still a movie to be filmed tomorrow, and she can't be too tired to toss here for too long.

"Let's go, you behave, go to bed early."

Lu Zhiwei returned to the room holding the script.

After the shower, I recite the lines for a while.

When she came back to her senses again, it was already past twelve o'clock.

She hurriedly put away the script, brushed her teeth, turned off the light, and climbed into bed to sleep.

After a while, she seemed to feel something, and slowly opened her eyes and looked out the window.

I saw a black hole suddenly cracked above Dai's black sky.

In the next second, a monster's paw slowly stretched out.

It was covered with scales, and its two claws were thick and sharp, as if it had used these two claws to cut the void.

Lu Zhiwei opened his eyes suddenly: "???"

She subconsciously got up from the bed and rubbed her eyes frantically.

——Still.

She was shocked and covered her mouth.

No, no, really want the boss to fight the little monsters? ? ?

She was just about to call Lao Wu.

As a result, the paw was suddenly sucked back in the next moment, and the cracked sky was sewn back in an instant.

The world calmed down again, as if nothing happened.

Lu Zhiwei rubbed his eyes again, and when he opened his eyes, the monster's paw was indeed gone.

She was stunned.

What the **** is... what's going on?

Then she heard the old corps breathe out: [...very risky, but fortunately I have fast hands and fast repairs. 】

Lu Zhiwei: "???"

Lao Wu explained briefly: [The intruder did it, that guy was suffocating. 】

Lu Zhi was slightly silly.

Lao Wu comforted her: [Unexpected accident. It's okay now. I fixed the program. I forced the upgrade of the entire program. Next time, it will not be so easy for that guy to poke a loophole. 】

Lu Zhiwei was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Mom...Is this a little monster?"

Lao Wu: [Yes.

[If you leave the world in chaos, you will be able to see President Ba hitting this monster in the future. 】

"..."

If it weren't for Lao Wu watching, she really didn't know what to do.

She is now full of the monster's "V"-shaped paw.

It feels like a monster straddling time and space, come here to compare yourself, take a picture and leave...

Lu Zhiwei couldn't help but sighed: "Wow..."

【……】

Lao Wu: [Now is not the time for you to admire, go to bed. 】

Lu Zhi asked in a daze, "I get up tomorrow, this thing won't make headlines, right?"

Old Wu firmly said: [With me, no. 】

Lu Zhiwei was relieved immediately: "That's all right."

Lao Wu urged: [Go to sleep, I'm staring, nothing can happen. 】

Only then did Lu Zhiwei lie down again, trying his best to throw Bier's monster out of his mind, brewing sleepiness.

On the other side, Sang Wanci hasn't slept yet.

She was sitting on the chair in front of the window with her head tilted and her fingertips against her temples.

His eyes stopped outside the window, fixed on the sky.

"What is that..." She made a puzzled voice.