fiery fall

Fu Qianbei watched the video and subconsciously held the engagement ring in his pocket.

[When is the holiday before the end of the year? ]

[Twenty-eighth at the end of the year. ]

[I will take you to a place then. ]

As for the crew, Ning Jia and Xie Yibai shot the scene of the proposal and confession in one take. Zhou Cheng looked at the picture on the monitor and was very satisfied, so he just let the rest of the fireworks show off for everyone to see.

Shen Ennan also looked at it for a long time.

She lowered her head and saw the WeChat message sent by Fu Qianbei. She subconsciously rejected it, "I don't want to go to crowded places." ]

Fu Qianbei: [It’s not a crowded place. ]

Shen Ennan touched the mask on his face and finally said: "We will discuss it after the holiday. We will be filming the next scene later. I will go over to work first and you should drink less." ]

Seeing Fu Qianbei's reply, Shen Ennan put away his phone and walked towards the director.

She didn't notice at all why Fu Qianbei suddenly asked her what kind of proposal she would like.

After all, in her mind, they are both already married, and the process of proposing can be omitted.

The crew works from dawn to dusk every day, and time flies by quickly.

The scars on Shen Ennan's face have faded a layer, and the new ones are not the same color as the black blood scabs at the beginning, but they are still very obvious and ugly.

There was another light snowfall outside today, and the entire crew turned silvery white.

Fortunately, the exterior scenes have been filmed, and the two afternoon scenes are all indoor scenes.

It was just after four o'clock after the shooting. Zhou Cheng read the content behind the monitor and asked Shen Ennan for his opinion.

Shen Ennan nodded with satisfaction, "Director Zhou, I feel that the script has been restored very well. There are no problems."

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "I think it's great too. Thanks to everyone's hard work, you can pack your things and go home to celebrate the New Year!"

There was a burst of cheers.

Ning Jia joked: "Director, won't you treat us to dinner tonight?"

The assistant director took the lead and said, "Director Zhou! Hot pot!"

"Director Zhou, hot pot! Director Zhou, hot pot!"

Other staff members immediately joined.

Zhou Cheng was in a good mood today and waved his hand, "Hot pot is hot pot. I'll give you half an hour to pack your tools. I'll treat you all to hot pot!"

"Okay!" The scene immediately became agitated, and everyone's hands and feet became faster.

Shen Ennan had nothing to clean up, and was waiting in the dressing room for Ning Jia to remove her makeup and change clothes.

Ning Jia changed into her private clothes, and the two took the elevator to the hotel lobby to join everyone. They saw a familiar and cold figure standing next to Zhou Cheng.

"Sister Ennan, let me tell you something, your husband is so handsome!"

Ning Jia couldn't help but scream in Shen Ennan's ear.

When Shen Ennan met Fu Qianbei's eyes, a shy smile flashed across his eyes, and he walked over with a calm expression on the surface.

"Director Zhou, Mr. Fu is here."

Fu Qianbei curled his lips and said, "I heard that the crew of "Flirting the Red" is on annual vacation today, so I came over to say hello to everyone."

Ning Jia held Shen Ennan's arm and teased with a smile: "Who did Mr. Fu listen to?"

Fu Qianbei looked at Shen Ennan with dark eyes, "Listen to what my wife said."

Zhou Cheng was stunned, "Mrs. Fu?"

Shen Ennan quietly pinched Ning Jia's arm and silently settled the topic, "Director Zhou, didn't you post the crew's holiday plans on Weibo? Mrs. Fu must have seen it on Weibo."

Fu Qianbei looked at Shen Ennan's serious tone, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said cooperatively: "Director Zhou, that's what my wife said."

Zhou Cheng said "Oh" and said with a cheerful smile: "Mr. Fu's wife still pays attention to my Weibo. It's such an honor. Mr. Fu, we are going to have hot pot. Do you have time to come with us?"     Fu Qianbei Looking at Shen Ennan from the corner of his eye, he saw the latter nodded slightly and smiled lightly with thin lips: "Okay."

The investor's father was going to attend a dinner party in the evening, and everyone on the "Red" crew was in high spirits.

During daily filming, there are very few outsiders on the crew, and the colleagues are familiar with each other and filming is so tiring, they basically don’t pay much attention to image, just wear no makeup and wear a mask and that’s it.

After hearing the news, many staff members returned to the room and refreshed themselves, especially several beautiful actresses.

Ten minutes later than the agreed departure time, everyone gathered downstairs, and the pretty girl greeted Fu Qianbei with a smile.

Fu Qianbei could only give a cold hum.

Zhou Cheng was worried that Fu Qianbei would be angry. After all, he was known as a good husband who doted on his wife and always put his wife in his mouth.

"Okay, everyone gets in the car and sets off. It's the same place as before."

Some little girls who had not yet appeared in front of Fu Qianbei temporarily rested their thoughts in despair.

Ning Jia suddenly pushed Shen Ennan out and pretended to say to the director: "Director Zhou, I brought an extra assistant today. Screenwriter Shen can't sit down. Can you help Screenwriter Shen arrange a seat?"

Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment, "My car seems to be full too. If that doesn't work, I'll call a taxi over. Your group's car is so crowded that we can separate two people."

As soon as Zhou Cheng picked up the phone, Fu Qianbei's cold voice rang, "Screenwriter Shen, please take my car."

Shen Ennan looked at her in surprise.

Ning Jia nudged Shen Ennan on the back again, "Then please ask Mr. Fu to take Screenwriter Shen with you."

In the envious eyes of everyone, Shen Ennan had no choice but to walk up to Fu Qianbei and say hello obediently: "Excuse me, Mr. Fu."

"You're welcome." Fu Qianbei curled his thin lips slightly, turned and walked out of the hall, "Let's go."

"Mr. Fu, can I take your car too? We have five people in the car and it's very crowded."

Behind him, a soft yet urgent voice sounded, it was Zhou Sisi, the heroine of this drama. Maybe she also knew that her behavior was a bit abrupt and her fair cheeks were a little red, but she still walked out.

Some opportunities can only be grabbed by your own shamelessness.

Fu Qianbei glanced at her lightly and said in a cold tone, "I can't even sit in the car, so squeeze in."

Zhou Sisi's eyes flashed, "Aren't you and Screenwriter Shen the only ones in Mr. Fu's car? Why can't you sit down? Besides, I can discuss the plot with Screenwriter Shen in the car and help Screenwriter Shen avoid suspicion."

"unnecessary."

Fu Qianbei once again stretched his long legs.

Shen Ennan had no choice but to follow alone and nodded to everyone, "Then I'll go over first and see you in the store then."

"Let's go, let's go~" Ning Jia greeted her with a bright smile and held her assistant's hand, "Xiaoxue, let's get in the car too."

"Everyone, get in the car." Zhou Cheng also ordered.

Everyone else left with the arranged driver.

Zhou Sisi pursed her lips in embarrassment. The glass window on the first floor of the hotel was transparent. She looked out the window.

Next to the black Rolls-Royce, Mr. Fu actually opened the passenger seat for Shen Ennan, and even blocked the roof of the car with his hands. His movements were so smooth and gentle.

She couldn't help but wonder if the relationship between Mr. Fu and Screenwriter Shen was too ambiguous...