The sickly beautiful woman is crazy [Entertainment]

Chapter 16

Before the fitting, Xu Jue took another allergy medicine, and looked in the mirror every few minutes, the red spots on his face finally disappeared.

But my body was still itchy, no matter standing or sitting was a kind of torment.

Zhang Chang came to deliver meals at noon, and they were all light dishes with small portions, but Xu Jue couldn't eat a single bite.

He wondered if it was because he had taken too many medicines lately, something went wrong, his heart was in a panic all the time, and he didn't feel hungry at all.

Xu Jue knew very well that this was abnormal, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Seeing that he was eating hard, Zhang Chang said with a sad face, "Why don't you stop taking the painkiller, it's too strong, how can you not eat after taking the medicine?"

Xu Jue forced a smile: "Wait a little longer, I'll go to the hospital after the filming in the next few days."

Zhang Chang obviously disagreed: "What kind of hospital do you think you are? You come out alive and kicking after you go there? The main thing is that you have to pay attention."

"Do you think it's okay?" He said bitterly, "I won't take it today, I'll bring it for you, if I really can't stand it in the afternoon, let's take it again, if I can bear it, I might take it at night if I don't touch it We have to eat."

Xu Jue knew that Zhang Chang was really doing it for his own good, and he really wanted to quit the painkillers, so he smiled and nodded: "Okay, I see."

Only then did Zhang Chang heave a sigh of relief, and pushed the untouched lunch box in front of him: "At least two more bites."

Xu Jue really couldn't eat anymore, and felt like vomiting if he ate any more.

He took the chopsticks and picked the dishes in the lunch box slowly, but he didn't forget to put them in his mouth. Suddenly, he thought of something, and raised his head and asked Zhang Chang: "Everyone eats these at noon?"

A whole lunch box is filled with vegetarian dishes with clear soup and little water, and there is no trace of meat. Xu Jue doesn't care, but can others eat it?

"How is that possible?" Zhang Chang said with a smile, "Aside from other things, the food at the Institute is still very good. We made this for you."

"I also want to make something better for you, but you can't eat anything, so you can only add light food slowly."

Xu Jue raised his eyebrows: "Can I do something special?"

Talking about this, Zhang Chang got excited again, and winked at Xu Jue: "Mr. Qi personally explained it in the morning, saying that we can prepare your meal by ourselves."

Xu Jue stopped picking vegetables.

Zhang Chang still said to himself: "He still has a heart for you, but you must listen to my brother's advice. Your career is the most important thing in your hands. Don't be given away by the warmth of an old man." Cheated!"

"They love a pretty kid like you!"

Xu Jue got a headache from what he said, and lost his appetite after looking at the poisoned rice, so he simply put down his chopsticks and went to lie down on the sofa, and said lazily, "Shut up, really, I want to take a nap for a while."

Zhang Chang shut up immediately, nothing was as important as the rest of his artists.

·

Qi Yanjing didn't accompany the actors to try on costumes, but first went to the set with the director.

When Xu Jue arrived, it was just the beginning of the rain, and in the evening, wisps of sunlight shone through the clouds on the horizon.

Qi Yanjing stepped forward quickly, first took a few glances at Xu Jue's cheeks and the neck outside the costume, and then relaxed after making sure he couldn't see the sensitive mark: "Are you all right?"

Xu Jue replied with a smile, but his eyes glanced behind Qi Yanjing.

The staff is arranging group performances, and one of them is a small vendor, holding a bright red candied haws tree, which looks very appetizing.

Xu Jue even wanted Zhang Chang to buy him a bunch, but after thinking about it, he felt that most of them were fake props from the crew, so he didn't say anything.

Qi Yanjing noticed that he was absent-minded, followed his gaze and turned around, seeing the fiery red candied haws tree.

The corners of Qi Yanjing's mouth couldn't stop rising, so he likes to eat such little things?

"Xiaojue!——Xiaojue, you are here!" Director Chen rushed over with a smile on his thermos, "Yo Xiaoqi, you blocked people first."

Qi Yanjing smiled.

Director Chen said: "Since Xiaojue is here, let's start right away and take advantage of the weather to shoot quickly."

Xu Jue is the first scene today. He filmed a sacrificial ceremony at the end of the play. The time requirement must be in the evening, and the sunset pendant symbolizes that he, the villain, is about to die.

In this scene, Xu Jue has no lines throughout the whole process. What he has to do is to step up to the altar and hold the ceremony under the prostration of thousands of people.

Qi Yanjing and Director Chen sat behind the monitor together. This scene was not difficult, but it was necessary to change a lot of camera positions in order to shoot a spectacular scene.The steps of the altar were so high that Xu Jue had to go up and down many times in just over an hour before the sunset.

If you are lucky, you may be able to finish the filming today, or you will have to wait until the next day for the sunset.

Xu Jue's costume is a black robe specially used for sacrifices. It is complicated and heavy with several layers inside and out, and it is hard to breathe under the body.The crown on his head is the twelve crowns of the emperor, and the jade crown symbolizes the world. When the jade crown shakes, the world will be in turmoil, so every step he takes must be dignified and prudent.

The first shot was a long shot. After Xu Jue climbed to the highest point of the altar, he turned around and looked down at Wanmin.

In the monitor, when Xu Jue turned around, the jade swayed slightly. He nodded slightly and looked down at the common people. His neck was white and slender under the dark pattern collar woven with golden threads, and he was as calm as a person in a painting.

This is the last flashback of his sharpness, long gone from the original arrogance, arrogance, and grandeur of the world, all unwillingness, pain, and madness are all mixed into a pair of black pupils.

Behind him was the setting sun that was hanging in the air. Suddenly, the wind blew up, and the shadow cast by the jade on his face swayed slightly. The pupils of the eyes were dyed red gold.

All the actors came to watch behind the monitor.

"This episode was shot really well..."

"When it's broadcast, it's probably going to be incredible."

"The time and place are right and the people are harmonious. It's a coincidence that there is a gust of wind, and the effect will be different after a while."

"Okay! cut—!" Director Chen put down the walkie-talkie and looked at Qi Yanjing with palpable excitement, "What a treasure, he is about the same age as you were then, and his level is not inferior to yours!"

Qi Yanjing's gaze was still on Xu Jue's side face on the monitor, he didn't speak, but smiled brightly.

The next step is to go up the steps to make up shots. Xu Jue didn't take painkillers, and after repeated several times, his legs couldn't stand it anymore.

His clothes were soaked in cold sweat, halfway through the make-up artist came up to touch up his makeup, Zhang Chang worriedly wiped his sweat, and Qi Yanjing also followed him to help him.

The moment he touched Xu Jue's hand, Qi Yanjing was startled.

Xu Jue wore such a thick costume and sweated so much, his palms were cold and he was sweating coldly.

Qi Yanjing couldn't bear it: "Sit down for a while?"

Xu Jue knew the condition of his legs. If he sat down now, he might not be able to stand up.

He shook his head, let out a low breath, and smiled at Qi Yanjing: "It's okay, it's okay to sit in the sun again."

Fortunately, there was no Xu Jue in the night scene. After the last filming, he was helped by Zhang Chang into the car and returned to the hotel.

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After Qi Yanjing followed the last scene, he and the crew called it a day.

At 10:30 in the evening, Gao Ping entered Qi Yanjing's suite with a transparent bag.

He handed the bag to Qi Yanjing, and couldn't help joking: "Brother, how old are you, why are you still greedy for these snacks?"

Qi Yanjing didn't respond, opened the bag and nodded carefully, then nodded as if satisfied, and asked naturally, "Which room does Xu Jue live in?"

Gao Ping's smile froze for an instant, his mind was running fast, and he suddenly realized that there was a thunderbolt on the ground.

"You didn't, don't tell me...you bought it for him?" He stumbled for a while before remembering to answer: "1221...are you going to his place?"

Qi Yanjing didn't answer, she got up and straightened her collar, strode forward, opened and closed the door, and walked freely.

Gao Ping could only hear the relentless instructions before leaving: "You have worked hard too, go back and rest."

The two rooms were separated by a corridor, and Qi Yanjing quickly reached Xu Jue's door, only to find that the door of his room was ajar.

Qi Yanjing frowned, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Xu Jue's lazy and coquettish voice came out, muffled and soft, "The door is still open, come in directly."

Qi Yanjing pushed the door open.

The lights inside the house were dim, and the temperature was much higher than outside. It was not yet October and Xu Jue had already turned on the air conditioner.

As soon as Qi Yanjing turned the corner, he saw Xu Jue half lying on the bed.

Xu Jue held the script in his hand, and his beautiful eyes widened slightly.

Maybe because he thought the air conditioner was too dry, he put a small humidifier on the bedside table, and his whole body was shrouded in a white mist.

Xu Jue only wore a soft white T-shirt and black shorts, which were shrunk down to his thighs because of his sitting position.

He didn't use the hotel sheets, but changed into his own dark green four-piece suit. His left leg was tied with a heat pack and rested on the mat, and his right leg was slightly bent.

Xu Jue's bed sheet was made of silk, and his legs on it were white and straight, and even had a satin-like glint.

The extremely dark sheets set off the snow-white complexion, and the instant visual impact can only be described as violent.

Qi Yanjing's fingers holding the bag tightened suddenly.

In a trance, he had only one thought in his mind.

——Xu Jue's knees turned out to be pink.