Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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Yan Qingchi didn't think that it took only half an hour for the matter to develop to the point where Jiang Mochen and him invited Liao Sibo to dinner.

He followed Jiang Mochen out of the set, and there was only one question in his mind along the way: why should I invite him to dinner? According to the last plot, shouldn't it be him who invited me to dinner?

But until he got out of the car and entered the restaurant, he didn't think about the problem, he could only comfort himself, as soon as he came, he was at peace. Since Jiang Mochen said please, then please.

Yan Qingchi sat beside Jiang Mochen and watched him order the dishes. The waiter backed out and picked up his phone in a bored way to ask Jiang Mochen what was going on, but before he finished editing, he heard "Thorn! "A sound—the chair rubbed the floor, Yan Qingchi looked up, and saw Liao Sibo standing up with a cup of tea in his hand, is this?

He was thinking about it when he heard Liao Sibo say, "I was wrong about what happened last time, I shouldn't, and I have a bad attitude. Today, I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me."

Yan Qingchi was a little stunned, what's the matter? After just half an hour of conversation, Jiang Mochen finally played his role as the protagonist, influenced Liao Sibo with love and justice, made him kneel and sing conquest and saw his mistakes at the time?

Yan Qingchi picked up the teacup in front of him, stood up, and touched him, "I said it last time, since you are Jiang Mochen's friend, I forgive you."

"Thank you." After Liao Sibo finished speaking, he drank the tea and showed him the clean bottom of the cup.

Seeing this, Yan Qingchi also drank the tea in the cup and said to him, "You're welcome."

He finished and sat down.

Liao Sibo also sat back to his seat.

The scene was a little quiet for a while, but fortunately, the waiters started serving dishes one after another, and Jiang Mochen also started a new topic, so the scene didn't get colder.

Yan Qingchi sat quietly beside him, listening to the conversation between the two of them. If he was interested, he would say a few words. If he was not interested, he would concentrate on eating. It was considered to be a harmonious time for each other to spend a meal.

After eating, Liao Sibo said goodbye to the two of them and drove away.

Yan Qingchi waited until the person left before asking Xiang Jiang Mochen, "Can you explain to me now what's going on?"

"Liao Sibo came to me for something. We chatted for a while. He felt sorry for his last behavior and wanted to apologize to you. I took advantage of the situation and asked him to have a meal, so that's it."

"Then you told me that you and I invited him to dinner?"

"Yeah." Jiang Mochen looked at him, "We are a family, so I invite you to invite me together."

Yan Qingchi smiled, and felt that there was some truth to his crooked reasoning.

When the two returned to the set again, Jiang Mochen received Yuan Mingxu's WeChat just after changing his clothes in the play.

"I'm going home tomorrow, can you pick me up?"

Jiang Mochen replied to him: I was filming and couldn't leave, Liao Sibo said he was going to pick you up.

Yuan Mingxu stared blankly at his mobile phone, and after a long time, he returned to him: Okay, let's go filming.

Jiang Mochen didn't return to him, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Yan Qingchi watched Jiang Mochen changed his costume and started to play against Zhao Qiang, holding his cheeks helplessly. The most fixed and commonly used outdoor locations for this play are the school where Zhou Fang works and the Mengluo family community.

Meng Luo lived in an old community with only seven floors. There was no elevator, and the steps were a little narrow. Most of the residents of this community are elderly people. They lived here when they were young, and also lived here when they were old. They only had children and moved out to live in taller and more fashionable high-rise buildings.

The greening of this community is good, and there are flowers and plants on the windowsill of many households, which looks very life-like.

The crew concentrated on filming the scenes of Mengluojia Community in the past two days.

However, this has nothing to do with Yan Qingchi. Although he is Meng Luo himself, he only has one scene in the community, which was filmed with Jiang Mochen a few days ago.

Yan Qingchi sat down with his hands and sighed. He only felt that the screenwriter took great pains to hide Meng Luo's reversal in the early stage. If he hadn't known the ending, he probably wouldn't have thought that such a soy sauce was one of the murderers behind the scenes. .

He looked at Jiang Mochen standing in front of the residential building, talking to Zhao Qiang, the sun was hitting his face, gentle and handsome, his face was serious, but his tone was very gentle, which made people feel reliable at the same time. close.

Zhao Qiang stood opposite him, listening gently and demurely, nodding from time to time, affirming his analysis, "You are right."

Everything looks good, but the accident happened at this moment.

Yan Qingchi was the first person to react. He watched the flowerpot fall and shouted "Jiang Mochen". Before everyone was aware of it, he rushed over and knocked Jiang Mochen to the ground.

With a "bang", the small flower pot shattered not far from them, the fragments of the flower pot burst apart, and only the broken flowers wrapped in soil fell on the concrete floor, dazzling red.

Yan Qingchi looked in the direction, and vaguely saw the curtains of a family move a little. He stood up instantly, without saying much, he directly looked for the stairs, and quickly ran to the corresponding floor of the house.

Yan Qingchi went up to the sixth floor, recalled the location of the house just now, then turned around and started knocking on the door of the east house. He knocked a little hastily, and a little bit fiercely, and he knocked repeatedly.

No one came to open the door for a long time.

Yan Qingchi was angry, so he simply took out the key he was carrying from his pocket, and there was a wire hanging on his key ring. This is a habit that Yan Qingchi developed before crossing over. At the age of 14, he used a wire to open the door that was maliciously closed, and saved the girl who was locked inside because of bullying outside the school.

Since that day, he has habitually hung a wire on the key ring, not to commemorate his helping others this time, but just to prevent problems before they happen. ——He was afraid that one day, the person who was locked in the door would become himself, and he would be at a loss, with nothing around him, even an inconspicuous iron wire.

However, he didn't expect that Jiang Mochen used this wire before he could use it.

As soon as Yan Qingchi inserted the wire into/in, Jiang Mochen went upstairs. Before he could react, he was rushed by Yan Qingchi. Then he heard the sound of the flowerpot falling to the ground. He was about to speak when he saw Yan Qingchi. It bounced out like a spring, and took three or two steps up the stairs next door. Jiang Mochen immediately followed, but as soon as he arrived on the sixth floor, he didn't have time to sigh about the speed of Yan Qingchi. It was so fast that it seemed like he had practiced before, and he saw that Yan Qingchi was opening the door of the East House.

"you……"

Before he could say anything, Yan Qingchi had already opened the door, opened the door, and walked in. Jiang Mochen hurried in, and when the rest of the crew finally got upstairs, there was a "bang" sound. , the old anti-theft door firmly blocked them outside.

Yan Qingchi entered the door and saw that there was no one in the living room, so he simply passed through the living room and walked in, but before he could enter the bedroom, he heard footsteps.

A young woman walked in front of them with her hair in her pajamas and said in a panic, "Who are you? How did you get in? What are you doing? Get out!"

"You pushed the flowerpot." Yan Qingchi said indifferently.

"What flowerpot are you talking about, I don't know, you go out."

Yan Qingchi bypassed her directly, looked around, and walked towards the bedroom—that was the direction the flower pot fell.

Seeing this, the woman hurried forward to stop him, but before she could get close, Yan Qingchi grabbed her hand and cut it behind her.

The woman cried out in pain.

Yan Qingchi pushed her away and entered the bedroom in front of her. The bedroom was very messy. The bed was full of underwear, skirts and socks. Unfinished potato chips and drinks were placed on the bedside table. On the other side were the table. A computer with several magazines next to the computer, and a poster of a male star on the wall behind the computer.

Yan Qingchi walked directly to the window, opened the curtains, looked at the window sill and looked out. Sure enough, not far from the window sill, was the pot of broken flowers.

Yan Qingchi turned his head, pointed to the mark on the bottom of the flowerpot left on the window sill, and said calmly and indifferently, "What is this? There are still water stains on the window sill. You just watered the flowers, right?"

The woman stood outside the door, her body trembling, "The flower is dead, I'll throw it away."

"Where did it go?"

"Why are you asking this! What does this have to do with you! This is my house, you go out for me!"

"Throw it downstairs, right?" Yan Qingchi said calmly, "You want to kill Jiang Mochen, right?"

Jiang Mochen unconsciously looked at the woman beside him, and saw that her body was shaking more and more, her eyes were a little red, and she yelled at Yan Qingchi: "You go out, this is my house, if you don't go out, I will call the police. "

"That's right, I'm going to call the police too." After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call 110.

Seeing his actions, the woman opened her eyes instantly and rushed over, trying to grab his phone.

Before Yan Qingchi could make a move, Jiang Mochen stopped her from behind.

He looked at the person who was struggling in front of him, and until this moment, he still didn't understand, "Why do you want to kill me?"

He thought it was just an accident. She accidentally touched the flower pot and almost hurt herself accidentally, but it turned out to be intentional.

The woman was suppressed by him, she turned back and stared at him fiercely, her eyes were red, with tears in her eyes, she kept struggling with her hands, and shouted to let go.

Yan Qingchi dialed 110 at this moment. When the woman heard him say "Hello", she struggled frantically, she shouted, "You can't do this, you will ruin me, I don't want to go to prison, you can not do that!"

Yan Qingchi calmly repeated the situation and hung up the phone.

"You called the police, you called the police." The woman said madly.

"Yes, I called the police."

"You bastards, you are bastards! How could you do that! How could you call the police!" she cried.

"You deliberately kill people, why can't I call the police."

"I didn't want to kill her, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, and I just wanted him to experience some setbacks and sufferings. Where did I go wrong."

Yan Qingchi sneered, "Are you God?"

"I'm not, but he is, why does he have such a smooth sailing, why does he want what he wants. He is already so popular, isn't it enough to be popular! Why do you want to win awards! Lin Ke has nothing, no Popularity, no resources, winning the award is his only hope. Only by winning the award can he have more resources. It's all his fault! It's all his fault! It's because Lin Ke didn't win the Jingui Award. I don't have any resources! Everyone in this world is not easy, why should he suffer from setbacks if he wants to get wind and rain?"

Jiang Mochen was stunned for a moment, he turned his head unconsciously, and saw on the open computer screen, in the opened post, the text that had not yet been published.

In the box, a paragraph is being edited: Did Jiang Mochen die today? not dead! Is the little madman crazy today? crazy! What kind of person is the head of his family, is the little madman really unable to count it, the male and female stars who have slept can't count with both hands, fishing for fans/fans, after debuting for so long, feeding so many resources is not a resource What is the coffee, and I don't know which gold owner is so willing to spend money, the real name is envious!

He looked at the woman who was still struggling and scolding in front of him. For some reason, he felt some helpless sadness in his heart.

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