Entertainment’s Villainess Lost Her Memories!

A certain shooting base.

After recording the third episode of "City of Dread", Ji Muye went into the group non-stop to film his highlight of this year: the TV series "Story of the Ancient Capital". This is a drama in the Republic of China, in which he plays a noble son of the Republic of China who is superficially suave, cruel and ruthless, but who is the most loyal and righteous.

After joining the group for half a month, although the Reuters photos from various parties have burst out, they are basically all illegally filmed blurry pictures or regular clothes. His die-hard fans waited obediently, and after finally communicating, they sent a small team of exploration squads to the crew to watch the legendary best-looking noble son of the Republic of China.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, it was time for the crew to rest. Jing Mini and her assistant carried fruits, drinks, cakes and other things sent by the fan visits to share with everyone.

Without waiting for Ji Muye to ask, Jing Mini took the initiative to say that she had arranged to deliver lunch and milk tea. Be courteous and love each other.

Ji Muye said, "I will talk to them in the past."

After talking, lift your foot and walk out.

It was a hot day and the heat outside was unbearable. Jing Mini hurriedly hit a black umbrella and walked over with Ji Muye on top of Ji Muye's head.

Outside the studio, under a green shade, a group of girls dressed in cheer clothes and cheer caps were chatting and chatting. Next to them were neatly tied garbage bags, ready to take them away when they would go back.

Ji Muye wore a white suit, with crisp legs and feet wrapped around his slender thighs, and a black bow tied abstinently on his Adam's apple. Behind him is the arcade building unique to the Republic of China. He walked in such a stride, really like The noble son who came through history.

The eyes of the fans were quite sharp, and they found out when Ji Muye first walked out. He stamped his feet excitedly, but didn't dare to yell, and waved at him carefully and desperately.

Ji Muye smiled at them.

Sister Zhan yelled: "Keep away your phone and camera. No photos are allowed. We must be quality fans."

The big guy hurriedly packed his things, and looked excitedly waiting for his brother's arrival like a soldier waiting for inspection.

Those who can visit the class today are loyal fans. After the nymphomaniac finished Ji Muye's new look, is he all concerned about what he eats on the crew? Did you sleep well? When the weather is too hot, pay attention to prevent heatstroke and so on. Proper mother powder.

Ji Muye was touched and answered one by one.

"Go back when you see me well. Don't delay study and work."

The fans nodded and said yes.

Before leaving, Ji Muye stopped one of the fans named Su Yue.

Jing Mini recognizes her. She has a good personal relationship with "Ji Muye's Little Fudge", and they often interact online.

Ji Muye glanced at Jing Mini. Jing Mini understood but pretended not to.

Su Yue, who was named, didn't know why she thought she did not do well enough.

Ji Muye pretended to inadvertently ask: "It seems...that little fudge hasn't come again?"

Su Yue breathed a sigh of relief. Jing Mini asked about her last time. Probably Xiao Jelly is too mysterious, and every time he is super generous and rushes to the front line of support, so her brother cares about her very much.

"Brother you know. She is very busy."

Jing Mini: Ha ha da. Someone is filming next door, and of course he has no time or guts to visit the class.

Ji Muye let out a cry.

"But she told me last night that I would take more pictures of you to show him." Su Yue shrugged, "but today Sister Zhan said that I can't take them."

After shooting for two hours in the afternoon, the director called a timeout to prepare everyone for the night scene.

Ji Muye put on a coat and pretended to be walking around, walking around to the next room crew like a stroll.

In this photography base, the street on the left is the wind of the Republic of China and the wind of the 1980s on the right.

A group of people are busy not far away, the background is a university campus.

The plane tree branches and leaves cast a beautiful reflection on the ground, and the lush university campus is purely like an oil painting. Especially in the 1980s, each of the proud of heaven was extremely proud, walking in the forefront of the times and fashion, bathing in the earliest spring breeze of reform and opening up.

From a distance, Ji Muye saw Jiang Zheng wearing a red-bottomed and white-flowered lapel skirt, playful double ponytails and white plastic shoes, especially like the delicate beauty on the wall calendar of that era.

Jiang Zheng has also been in the group for several days. She is playing a strong woman in this main melody era. At this moment, she is talking about a pure college love with her first love. I don’t know how many ups and downs will be in the future. Face rushed towards her.

The actor who plays the first love is called Meng Rao. He is the boyfriend of last year's summer. This year's top male actor belongs to the series of beautiful boys. Not to mention, he wore a real white shirt and stood together with Jiang Zheng.

This scene is supposed to be a series of sweet interactions between the two of them just after confirming their relationship. Hand in hand This is the most basic lens, walking side by side, restrained and enthusiastically walking in a beautiful campus, beautiful like a fairy tale. Jiang Zheng lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly, raising his eyes from time to time to look at each other affectionately. That glimpse, falling in the camera is the best love, falling in Ji Muye's heart turned into jealousy.

Ji Muye stood aside, couldn't help but watch, and felt sour from time to time. He can only brainwash himself: acting, but acting. Everything is fake.

Jiang Zheng led Meng Rao in acting, and basically didn't use NG. Ji Muye just stood by for a while, and they had taken several shots.

The director called the card with satisfaction, please take a break.

Jiang Zheng raised his eyes to see Ji Muye in the crowd, wearing a windbreaker, not too hot, just standing there and smiling at her.

She suddenly didn't know where to put her eyes.

When the crowd dispersed, she walked slowly in front of Ji Muye, pretending to smile calmly and asked: "Are you here to find the director?"

The director was standing next to him, and he waved his hand quickly, "No, no, I didn't date him."

Jiang Zheng: "..." Isn't the date a mess?

Ji Muye said kind words to the director, and the director slipped away hurriedly, not dare to be a light bulb.

Ji Muye lifted his jaw, Jiang Zheng was unsure, so he followed him to the side.

A lot of leaves fell on the steps in front of the library, and the breeze shook the leaves.

"You told Su Yue yesterday that you want to see my appearance in the ancient capital, come and show you five minutes."

After speaking, Ji Muye took off his coat and windbreaker, revealing the white suit.

Jiang Zheng's eyes lit up. Look good! In particular, the curve of the lower jaw fits perfectly with this suit. When he looked sideways, the charm and angle were exactly the same as the photos of the Republic of China he had seen before.

She lost her mind for a few seconds before she came back to her senses, coughing and coughing, "Then you can't follow Su Yue's words."

"But hehe, so handsome!"

Ji Muye raised his head happily, "Really?"

Jiang Zheng said, "It's more handsome than I thought."

Ji Muye felt that his tail was almost up to the sky again.

After the meeting, Jiang Zheng called to Ji Muye to get dressed quickly. She had a good look first, and then take a closer look at the feature film when it is released.

Suddenly she remembered the poem that Ji Muye had read to her that day. She couldn't help but ask: "That poem...you wrote it." She has been listening to it over and over the past few days. Every time I feel it is an ear massage. So recently, I asked Han Yi to set up a lot of good headphones for her, for fear of wasting his high-quality voice.

Ji Muye said with a sullen expression, "How can it be! It's a Nicholas..."

He was really embarrassed to admit that the poem was written by himself, so he had to make up a foreign name casually, but Nicholas didn't pull it out after a long time. Jiang Zheng said with a serious face: "You should be Nicholas Muye."

Ji Muye: "..."

The crews on both sides are working overtime to catch up.

After nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Zheng finally finished filming and had a chance to rest. Looking at Ji Muye’s fan base, someone broke the news that Ji Muye was filming a brothel show on the streets of the Republic of China, but the actress who played the oiran didn’t prepare well in advance. The dance was so ugly that the director never gave it to him. Everyone has been delayed and the work is still confiscated. Had it not been for his good temper, he would have quit.

Only then did Jiang Zheng know that Ji Muye hadn't left yet.

She walked around Minguo Street and saw that the lights were brightly lit, and the brothel with the plaque of Fenghua Building was fascinating.

Han Yi stopped talking, and just wanted to persuade her to go home for a beauty sleep, Jiang Zheng's left foot was already lifted in.

"Because you are alone, all of us have to wait for you." The director's reprimanding voice rushed through the window lattice into Jiang Zheng's ears, "If you can't do it, say it early."

Then a girl's whimper came out, this is probably the actress who played the oiran.

The director yelled for everyone to rest for a while, the figures flickered, and the big guys walked out to breathe. When they saw Jiang Zheng and Han Yi standing in the corridor, they were all stunned, dare not say anything, dare not ask anything. .

Jing Mini saw the two of them first, and turned back to call Ji Muye.

Ji Muye lifted his foot and walked out, the moment he saw Jiang Zheng's original hurried footsteps eased.

The big guy walks far away and pretends to be transparent. Jing Mini and Han Yi went downstairs very friendly to discuss the future development trend of the entertainment industry.

Ji Muye smiled and said, "I thought you were gone."

Jiang Zheng blinked, "I'm here to steal the teacher again."

Ji Muye's eyes sank, and his half-dumb voice said, "If you want to learn, I will teach you one-on-one personally another day."

Jiang Zheng seemed to hear what he meant, so he turned away from him and pretended not to understand.

"I don't know when it will end. You can go back soon after you see it." Ji Muye feared that she would delay it too long. Everyone knows that during the filming period, the protagonists will not be too normal. It is common to stay up late to film. If you can go back early to rest, go back earlier.

She raised her eyes and looked inside. The actor who played the oiran is obviously a newcomer with little experience. She looks pretty, but it's a pity that she has a poor dance foundation, and she appears extremely stiff when she jumps out of the same movement. How can this charm sentient beings and make people move their hearts?

This supporting actor is afraid that someone forced it in.

It happened that the director came over grinningly. Jiang Zheng told Ji Muye to be safe. She walked over and stopped the director's path. She smiled and said, "Director Zhang, I happened to be in the plot of the oiran in a drama recently. Let me practice my hands. ."

Director Zhang looked dumbfounded and glanced back at Ji Muye.

Jiang Zheng leaned closer and said, "Anyway, the oiran can't see her face while wearing a veil. Why don't I come to a play and help her finish the dance. You will make up the rest for the rest."

Director Zhang couldn't ask for it. Jiang Zheng is willing to come to play, this is a great thing. The key big guy is stuck here, neither up nor down, nor can he drive away the related household, so he can only vent his anger by cursing.

Jiang Zheng hissed, "Don't use my name. I just thought about drama addiction suddenly."

Director Zhang immediately understood. Sometimes lunatics are addicted to drama and can't get rid of them.

He quickly arranged for someone to change Jiang Zheng's clothes and make-up.

Ji Muye silently watched Jiang Zheng enter the dressing room, and soon a charming and bright oiran came out.

The same clothes, the same makeup, and the change of individuals are very different.

The oiran of the related household was probably at the level of a remote county, and Jiang Zheng’s oiran was immediately upgraded to the level of the ancient capital city.

The dark red cheongsam of xiangyun yarn highlights Jiang Zheng's good figure vividly, and his delicate thin eyebrows bend a romantic gesture.

Han Yi went downstairs to chat with Jing Mini for a while, and then went upstairs to find Jiang Zheng was wearing a white veil, sang a small song enchantingly, and her enchanting eyes were catching people everywhere.

He and Jing Mini were both dumbfounded, not knowing which one this aunt was playing with.

The director received the help of a national treasure and shouted excitedly to take his place.

Jiang Zheng tried the feeling, walked off the scene with Ji Muye and several supporting actors, and then officially started shooting.

The noble son played by Ji Muye is the youngest son of the Governor's Mansion. He looks suave, and does the second things that are romantic and suave. He spends all the year in the brothel and flower boat. He is a master who enjoys and can play. But this is all he wants to deceive those who don't expect him to be good. He is decent, soft-hearted, kind, and in short, a very complicated personality.

The plot progressed to the point where his governor’s father married his sixth concubine today and recruited guests at home to celebrate his sixth time as a groom. As the governor’s youngest son, he naturally lived up to expectations and ran to the brothel in a different way. His father protested.

Jiang Zheng's oiran is the sister of today's bride.

The few elder brothers present here are so awkward that they want to watch a playful drama between their father and sisters.

How could your son disappoint them? He immediately hired an oiran

Dance.

The old-fashioned record player was babbling and babbling. Jiang Zheng held a fan, half-hidden his face, his rosy lips were fascinating, and his delicate eyebrows were a little bit intriguing Ji Muye's heart.

The director secretly shouted hello.

As expected to be Mrs. Jiang, with a grin, he immediately acted an oiran who wanted to seduce people to life.

Ji Muye also cooperated very well, and an intoxicated but disgusting sense of contradiction was also played out.

Jiang Zheng twisted his waist and took two steps back amidst the shouts of other noble sons. One moment he hooked his chin to make fun of him, another moment he pinched the other person's ears to grind together, deliberately delaying this for a long time. Jump next to Ji Muye.

At this moment, she seemed to be tired from jumping, or was surprised by Ji Muye's beauty, and she fell straight to the side under her feet.

Ji Muye stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, warm as jade, with a scent, and there was a burst of laughter beside him.

Ji Muye narrowed his eyes, fixedly staring at Mei Jiao'e in his arms.

Jiang Zheng turned his face away shyly.

Ji Muye snorted, stretched out his hand, rubbed her lips with his fingers, and wiped all the fat on her lips little by little.

This scene is both faint and lustrous.

"What? Do you want to enter our Duan Mansion and be my wife?" Ji Muye asked with a soft smile, but his eyes were full of frost.

Jiang Zheng groaned, "I don't have the blessing of my sister."

The sourness that can't be concealed, as well as desire, all performed in her tone.

Ji Muye pinched her jaw, "Don't be jealous, maybe you will receive your sister's body in a few days."

He emphasized the accent on the word corpse, so that the person next to him was covered with goose bumps, and Jiang Zheng was frightened.

"Get out!" Ji Muye scolded coldly, and Jiang Zheng scrambled and ran out.

The director called the card very satisfied.

The big guy didn't say anything, but in his heart he gave Jiang Zheng a big praise.

The director said thankful words to Jiang Zheng, but Jiang Zheng thanked the director for giving her this opportunity to practice.

After filming this segment, the director finally zoomed in and went back to rest.

Jiang Zheng went to the dressing room to change clothes, and he didn't forget to turn around and smile at Ji Muye.

Ji Muye instantly stiffened his back. The noble son in the play does not want to marry an oiran, because he is blind and easy to cut.

At this moment, the lights went out suddenly, plunged into darkness everywhere.

The blackout at night is also a major feature of the crew. Otherwise, how could there be so many haunted stories about the crew.

Jiang Zheng must have heard a lot of such stories, and he must be afraid.

Ji Muye's mind flashed for a moment, and his feet had already stepped out.

Noisy and complaining voices all around. Under the faint light of the emergency light, he just touched the door of the dressing room and bumped into someone head on.

"Ms. Ji, don't be afraid. It's me. I'm here." The person in his arms grabbed his arm and said anxiously.

Ji Muye: "..." Labor and management are not afraid.

Imagine that Jiang Zheng should be scared to hide in the corner, Hua Rong turned pale, waiting for his rescue.

However... things backfired.

In the dark, Jiang Zheng could not hear Ji Muye’s feedback. She asked again: "Are you okay." When Ji Muye was filming "East Girl Kingdom" together before, Ji Muye was scared and pale by the fake ship exposure incident. But always remember it.

Ji Muye took a deep breath, humbled tremblingly, and then said weakly: "Can I hold your sleeve?"

"Just throw it away."

Jiang Zheng's heart was about to melt, she took the initiative to hold Ji Muye's hand, "It's okay, it's okay. The call will come soon."

Ji Muye pursed his lower lip, clenching his backhand tightly. Ok. A coward is a coward, at least holding his hand.

After waiting for about five minutes, the call came and everything returned to normal.

Ji Muye let go reluctantly, and said helplessly: "I should have petted..."

Jiang Zheng looked up, staring at him with bright eyes.

Ji Muye didn't dare to say you. Jiang Zheng had a movie addiction under the guise, but he was actually afraid that he would be too late to take a break from filming. He should have spoiled fans, she was helping in the drama, and worried that he was afraid of the dark... things seemed to be the other way around. The feeling of being spoiled is really sweet, sour and sad.

Jiang Zheng seemed to have guessed what Ji Muye was saying. She smiled peepingly: "I don't know if I see it through. I have such a thin face. I guess there will be no next time."

Ji Muye: "..."

When I got into the car, Han Yi murmured: "It's strange. Why did the power outage suddenly? I told you, the last time this filming base was out of power suddenly, and then there were people, oh no, more than one person saw someone wearing costumes. He babbled. When the phone came on, all the shadows and voices disappeared."

He said to himself and smiled: "You are so courageous, you have never been afraid of this. I'm still a little scared."

After speaking, he turned his face to look at her without listening to Jiang Zheng's response.

Jiang Zheng said with a laugh, "Who said that? I'm so scared." But some people are more scared than her. and so……

She looked down at the phone, Ji Muye's WeChat profile picture kept beating.

She clicked on it, and the other party sent a sentence.

[For the sake of me writing poems to you, please don't stop...spoiling me. 】