High Climb

When Jing Tianyue arrived on the set the next day, Xiao Rong was already there.

She had to make up a lot of shots, and the front-end shots of Jiang Gexin had to be repeated.

Jing Tianyue asked the staff on the side, "What time did it start?"

"Six o'clock."

Jing Tianyue didn't go to Xiao Rong's place to sit for long yesterday. She looked at the other party as if she really didn't want to talk.

When I went back to lie on the bed and chatted with my friends, I realized that it seemed to be amused.

Gao Jing's husband on the other end of the phone was on a business trip, and was too busy, and said to Jing Tianyue: "Should I come to visit the class?"

Jing Tianyue: "Aren't you afraid of the leader?"

The other party sighed, "I almost forgot, I'll wait until you finish."

Gao Jing is also an actor, has also acted in Fang Chongmei's movies, and has been tortured to perfection, so she cherishes her happy life.

But after I got married, I was preparing to produce a TV series by myself. At this time, I thought of this, "Isn't Xiao Rong miserable?"

"Okay."

In fact, Jing Tianyue didn't pay much attention to Xiao Rong, after all, they shouldn't be the focus of the scene during this period of time, and they are all making up the clips of their own singles.

"You have no confidence in what you said."

Gao Jing laughed at her on the other end of the phone: "I think you have a generation gap with young people, so there is nothing to talk about. Jiang Gexin has an indirect hatred with you, no matter if you don't talk, but between the leading actors, I heard You still have passion in this drama. Director Fang didn't let you get along with each other alone? I don't doubt your acting skills. I think the kid is young and his acting skills are not very good, right?"

Jing Tianyue let out a cry, "Is it good to act at an older age?"

"No, I really like Xiao Rong. I have participated in the same show before. Oh, what a little beauty, how..."

Jing Tianyue: "What's your tone, I haven't seen it yet, Duo Lei?"

Gao Jing sighed, "You still don't read it, the script is also poor, the kid sees it is almost the same, I can't stand it."

"It's funny."

Jing Tianyue was also interested, thinking of Xiao Rong's reaction just now, "I haven't acted with a girl, but do you still remember the movie we made guest appearances a few years ago? We are not that...huh?"

"Come on, nothing."

"Are you quite disappointed?"

Jing Tianyue laughed, and Gao Jing said: "Fortunately, I have no relationship with you, otherwise I will laugh."

"You said neither of us has a scandal?"

Gao Jing smiled at her: "If you want to be beautiful, I don't want to tell you. My children are so old that I can't afford it."

Jing Tianyue sneered: "It's amazing."

Gao Jing didn't bother to talk to her, otherwise she would go around to Qin Mian's unappetizing place, "It's great without you. I'm still filming the scene with the director of Fang, and I'm also filming the **** scene with the little girl Shui Lingling."

This was deliberately choked, Gao Jing added, "But sometimes I think about shooting with a girl. When I first debuted, I would shoot with an actor. I should die. I am nervous, uncomfortable, and uncomfortable."

Gao Jing was a group performer in her early years, and she was very difficult to be popular. She was very simple and simple. Jing Tianyue made friends but never looked at family background.

So everyone thought she was weird.

"I know."

"You know what a fart, you all shoot with handsome guys. This is still a beautiful woman. If I hadn't been married to another woman, I would also like to try with a beautiful girl..."

Jing Tianyue interrupted her, "Your child is crying, is it hungry? See if you go, sister."

Gao Jing sighed, "Hang up, sisters, I wish you a smooth **** scene, don't bully others, you don't know what your reputation is like."

Jing Tianyue: "Get out, get out."

She sleeps late and wakes up late in the morning. Fang Chongmei has long been accustomed to her attitude. People always prefer talented people.

Xiao Rong always felt that he had no talent, and it was painful to make up the camera.

I don't know how many times in the morning, Fang Chongmei's harshness, every time he shouted to stop, Paobo stood on the side and felt her head bald.

What kind of expression is wrong, the position is wrong, the light is wrong, the feeling is wrong...

It’s not right, right, right, right, and what I hear at the end is wrong.

It's the same as doing everything wrong.

So the progress will inevitably slow down.

There are a lot of period dramas in this film and television city, and the old buildings are also broken. Sometimes it has a sense of run-down. The interior scenes are specially set up. When Jing Tianyue came, it happened to be the scene of Xiaoyu in the cake room.

Bake a cake.

The doors of the store are made of wooden boards, so you have to lift them up and put them aside when you open them.

You don’t need a lot of this kind of lens. Changing to other movies may be just a look. Fang Chongmei has to really prepare for Xiao Rong.

Standing next to Zhou Zhou was Bubble, and she asked, "How long have you been shooting?"

Bubble: "It's more than four hours."

It was more than six o'clock, and it was almost eleven o'clock now. After a few straight shots, she was tired from seeing Xiao Rong.

Across the glass, Jing Tianyue could also see the flour on Xiao Rong's hands, and her movements didn't look jerky.

"She used to make cakes?"

Bubble hummed, "The Velvet Cub prefers to do these."

But there is not much time.

After the disbandment, she is actually not very idle. The company still wants to make her money. There are still many endorsements and a lot of schedules. There are soy sauce and box lunches, which gives people the feeling that her resources are not too few.

In fact, there are not many people on the table.

Xiao Rong didn't like talking, and Pao didn't know what to talk to her. She was just a life assistant, and sometimes felt Xiao Rong was lonely.

The only hobby may be singing. In the past, N-O-I also had song lyrics written by her.

Fang Chongmei stared at the screen earnestly, and it didn't take long for this one to pass.

The other group called Jing Tianyue to go over and prepare for the scene in the room with two people.

Before that, Xiao Rong didn't have to rest, and Jing Tianyue also went to take a few photos and felt wrong.

It was afternoon when the filming officially started.

Xiao Rong felt a little tired and went to the lounge to lie down for a while.

There was a sofa in the lounge, Xiao Rong was nestled on it, and the crumpled script was still on his knees. When Jing Tianyue came in, he saw Xiao Rong leaning back wearing a blindfold.

Bubble sat on the side to peel an apple.

"Ms. Jing."

People came and went in the lounge, Pao waited until Jing Tianyue walked in front of him before raising his eyes, startled.

"Has it started?"

Jing Tianyue had already put on her makeup, but the skirt was still embarrassingly short. When she shook her head, her chest without underwear shook.

"I just came to see her state."

Paobo glanced at his artist, Xiao Rong's breathing was fluctuating, his hand still holding the script. So early in the morning, and memorizing lines until midnight yesterday, Xiao Rong was still a little anxious, and fell asleep just before dawn.

"She was a little sleepy, so she squinted for a while."

Jing Tianyue bent over and looked at Xiao Rong who was lying down. Xiao Rong is very white. In fact, she doesn't need to wear lipstick specially to play this show. She has good skin and her lips are naturally a bit bright. The makeup artist has to press her lip color. One pressure.

After all, Xiaoyu is a person who can tell stubbornness at a glance, but Xiao Rong is not.

She didn't dare to make bubbles, in fact, she was also a little afraid of Jing Tianyue.

It's not that Jing Tianyue showed me an unpleasant temperament anytime and anywhere. She didn't dare to come close to her face, and the rumors made her always seem to make people retreat.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

She came and walked casually, as if she was just taking a look.

Paobo glanced at Xiao Rong, feeling that Xiao Rong might be upset if he knew it.

After all, she admires each other so much.

What do you worship Jing Tianyue?

Bubble thought it was strange, because Xiao Rong didn't seem to be fanatical in any way.

It didn't take long for someone to call, Xiao Rong pulled off his blindfold, froze for half a minute, and then patted his face.

Today the weather forecast says it will rain. The weather is good in the morning, and it will be overcast this time.

Xiao Rong patched up his makeup and went to the built-up interior. Jing Tianyue was already there. The staff walked back and forth, the lighting group tested the light, and opened and closed.

"wake up?"

Jing Tianyue had just finished eating a candy in her hand and mouth, and her cheek was still a little sour, Zhou Zhou on one side opened the lid and asked Xiao Rong if she wanted it.

Xiao Rong took one. She was sitting next to Jing Tianyue, and Fang Chongmei came over to talk to them.

Xiao Rong listened very carefully, including some of Fang Chongmei's actions.

"I thought about it or started from the stairs, Tu Jin, you have to hold Xiaoyu when you are at the railing..."

Jing Tianyue put the hanging curly hair behind her ears goodbye, she put on exaggerated false eyelashes, and there is a sense of cheapness that can be seen at a glance. When the blink of an eye is black, Xiao Rong thinks of the scene last night. The moment I kissed it, it felt like I was swept by the false eyelashes.

My heart is itchy.

She wanted to kiss her several times.

"Others, I won't say much. Anyway, there are lines in the script. I always like your personal play, Tianyue, you know."

Jing Tianyue nodded, and the ending sound was long, "I know."

She hit Xiao Rong with her elbow, Xiao Rong glanced at her, not knowing what he thought of, and asked Fang Chongmei, "Director, after entering the room, did I take the initiative or..."

Fang Chongmei is in her sixties, and she wears very round glasses, not like the big frame now, a bit like a female gentleman in the Republic of China, and she also wears that style. She seldom laughed. At this time, when she heard Xiao Rong's question, she waved her hand, "Let me take a look at it first, and follow your feelings."

In the script, there is no one who comes first, Xiao Rong thinks Tu Jin first.

Tu Jin is too sassy, ​​she is seduce Xiaoyu.

It was only about 3:30 in the afternoon. The sky was overcast and the interior was dim. Only the pear-shaped light bulbs covered with cobwebs and dirt gave off a faint light.

With a crackling electric current, it was still the one on the third and fourth floors.

Xiaoyu walked back with Tu Jin one after another. She walked much slower than usual, worrying that the woman behind was missing a shoe.

The lights in the corridor have been broken for a long time, and no one has repaired them. The buttons are all black fingerprints. I don't know who pressed them. Xiao Yu never pressed it. The mint green wall peeled off a large piece of it, all small advertisements were plastered, and there was a lot of money for children and so on. I don’t know who the child scribbled with the key, engraved with **** is really handsome.

Xiaoyu can remember what he wrote every day up and down.

The handrails are covered with rust and dust, the stairs are shaking, and there is a sense of emptiness when stepping on them.

Tu Jin looked at her. The girl in men's beach pants showed straight and slender legs. In this kind of cramped space, under the faint light, there was a feeling of whiteness.

Xiao Yu kicked people flying with her leg up. Tu Jin still remembered that she wanted to touch it.

It's a pity that Xiaoyu still walked fast like this.

I still have bought a marshmallow on my wrist, making a rustling sound with the pace. Many people are asleep at this point. Most of the people here wake up early to work, and there is no sound before ten o’clock, unless New year.

And Xiaoyu often goes to work late and staggers with his family.

She likes the feeling of getting off work at night, the night wind blows, the money in her pocket buys some small things to eat, and she goes back slowly, living in a small room like a coffin.

There is no sunshine, but there is sweetness. Sweetness is the taste of the future, with the longing for the future.

When Tu Jin walked to the fourth floor, Xiaoyu was already taking out the keys to open the door. There were two doors in her house, one anti-theft door and one wooden door.

When Tu Jin saw Xiaoyu for the first time, the other party was opening the lock.

This is also the back view, the lights downstairs are faintly scattered through the gap in the handrail, only to outline the outline of the back view.

Tu Jin was panting, she was indeed a little tired.

Highly nervous, she dropped a shoe from the bumps of walking, she stopped around the corner, Xiaoyu heard her panting, and looked back at her.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally walked over and handed over two candies.

The marshmallow was soft and soft, Tu Jin pinched it, said thank you, and bowed his head to tear it.

Without opening it for a long time, Xiaoyu reached out and gave it to her.

Tu Jin lowered his head and bit directly, and his lips accidentally brushed against the back of Xiao Yu's hand, and Xiao Yu trembled.

She heard the woman's low smile.

She rubbed the ball of wrapping paper twice, turned around to leave, but was pulled by Tujin, unsuspecting, and the man pulled and pushed her against the wall.

The wall skin was rubbed out of white powder, and the marshmallow-scented kiss fell. It was completely different from the one touched just now. It was hot, licking between the lips, with a sexually suggestive kiss.

Xiao Rong was so soft that she was kissing. She hadn't kissed anyone before. She played a rich second-generation female partner with no brains. She had no feelings at all, and she was just talking about mentally handicapped people.

At most, they kissed the cheeks and the sisters in the regiment.

I saw Liang Yiyi kiss Wenfu. In the dormitory kitchen, Wen Fu was pressed by Liang Yiyi on the refrigerator. The Polaroid photos on the refrigerator all crackled to the floor. Liang Yiyi reached out to Wenfu. In his clothes.

At that time, Xiao Rong had just found out that they were dumb for a long time when he was shocked by this lustful scene.

Liang Yiyi didn't matter, she kissed a few more times, and was stunned by Wen Fu.

It turned out to be really kissable.

Xiao Rong couldn't help it, and so did Xiao Yu. She had noticed this woman a long time ago, a lady sitting on the stage that anyone could say.

Anyone can look down on it. A woman who is beaten up by her husband can laugh at her. If her husband has been away from home for a long time, he can point him to the bag.

Couldn't Tu Jin hear? Of course she did.

Xiao Rong stood in the stairwell watching the group of women basking in the sun as Tu Jin passed by, rolled his eyes and twisted his hips to go upstairs.

She thought, this woman is very spicy.

Isn't the skin-and-flesh business a business? Don't you dare to do it? Some people are like this. What can be discussed?

Their bodies pressed together, and the heat of summer spread from deep in their hearts. Xiaoyu asked her during the interval of breathing: "How many times do you go to bed a week?"

Tu Jin pressed on Xiaoyu, her voice lowered, and her breath hit Xiaoyu's auricle, "It's okay with you last week."

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Repetition of green characters in each chapter: Knock the bowl and ask for a message. Ball collection w

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Thank you for the little cutie who left me a message! And the rich man who threw mine thunder! Spending money—oh, many people have taken care of me for several years

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