Chapter 314 Finale 2
"What are you doing?" Cheng Qing grabbed Wei Shao who was about to rush out to save Sang Chi.

She flicked it at his head, "Are you too immersed in the role? This is acting! Do you understand? Wake up, this is not real!"

It was beyond Cheng Qing's expectation that Wei Shao would have such a big reaction.

What he wanted was to intensify his emotions and make the subsequent filming go more smoothly, rather than affecting the current filming.

Screenwriter Tang muttered to himself, "I admit that Sang Chi is a good actor, but isn't this reaction too exaggerated? If I didn't know how much he hated Sang Chi, I would have suspected that he had a crush on her."

This one sentence hit Wei Shao's sore spot.

Wei Shao's cheeks were burning hot. The secret hidden deep inside him was exposed under the sun, and his body became stiff.

Cheng Qing came to his rescue: "It's a good thing to be immersed in the role, which means you are serious about the role, but you still have to know when to stop. Do you understand?"

Wei Shao took advantage of the situation, responded, and sat back on the small stool.

This little episode didn't attract much attention, and Wei Shao's attention was attracted to Sang Chi again.

He never knew he could be so sentimental.

Just through a look or an action, you can feel the pain and regret of the character before death.

Before he knew it, the lollipop in his hand was in his mouth.

The sweetness of the fruit-flavored candy spreads on the tip of the tongue, and every suck seems to absorb the healing power.

But this amount of sugar cannot promote the secretion of dopamine at all, and naturally it cannot bring him any soothing effect.

As an outsider, even if you know the final outcome of this character, you can only watch her walk towards death step by step.

This is Rong Jiang's fate.

Something crystal clear slid down from the corners of Wei Shao's eyes.

The young emperor finally lost the love of his life.

"cut!"

With Cheng Qing's "cut", Rong Jiang's role in this movie officially ended.

When the people around him reacted, they immediately surrounded Sang Chi.

"Wipe it." Cheng Qing handed a tissue to Wei Shao.

Wei Shao turned his face to the side, with a lollipop in his mouth, and his puffed cheeks were completely inconsistent with his rebellious style.

The tissue was not successfully delivered, but Cheng Qing did not want to waste it. He wiped his hands with it, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"Go and say goodbye, just as a favor to Murong Heng."

These words seemed to carry some strange magic. Wei Shao's eyes lit up under his sunglasses. He looked at Sang Chi who was surrounded by the crowd, licked his lollipop, and took a deep breath.

After adjusting his clothes, Wei Shao put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked in a casual and relaxed manner.

But the action of sucking on the lollipop in the mouth looks too inappropriate.

In just a few steps, his mind was already full of thoughts, and he had rehearsed countless times how he would take the initiative to speak.

After finally pushing through the crowd, I finally saw Sang Chi's face.

In the bustling crowd, Sang Chi's face was like a bright star, making everything around him pale in comparison.

I don’t know what she was saying to others, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned and her eyes were calm and gentle, with more healing power than sugar.

Wei Shao's heart beat heavily and his brain froze.

"Um, congratulations..."

"Give way! Give way!"

There was a commotion outside the crowd, and the repeated exclamations interrupted Wei Shao's words before he could finish them.

Wei Shao lowered his sunglasses and looked back with dissatisfaction.

A man holding a bouquet of blooming roses walked through the crowd to Sang Chi.

Wei Shao felt a little regretful. Why didn't he think of giving a wrap-up gift? So he looked at the visitor with a more critical and dissatisfied look.

You are ugly and have poor taste in clothes, yet you still have the nerve to give roses to Sang Chi?

The man looked unattractive, but his voice was very loud.

"Ms. Sang, Mr. Huo said he wishes you a happy wrap!"

Sang Chi's eyes smiled into two crescents, and he took the rose and asked, "Where are the others?"

Her completely unreserved attitude made the person who sent the flowers a little stunned. Aren't celebrities the most careful about their reputation? Isn't Sang Chi afraid of people gossiping behind her back?
"Yes, in the parking lot outside."

Sang Chi nodded and walked into the dressing room with the flowers.

When she came out again with the flowers, she had changed into casual clothes and had removed all her makeup.

There are really not many stars who dare to walk in and out of the film and television city with no makeup on.

"Director Cheng, screenwriter Tang, and all the teachers, thank you for your care during this period."

Sang Chi greeted everyone one by one.

Even Wei Shao was not left behind.

Of course, because there were so many people, all Wei Shao was told was “It’s up to you from now on, Murong Heng.”

Before Wei Shao could figure out how to make his answer seem less deliberate, Sang Chi had already moved on to talk to the next person.

Having missed this opportunity, it would be even harder for Wei Shao to find another chance to interrupt. He stared blankly at Sang Chi leaving the crew, chewing the remaining candy in his mouth.

"Director Cheng." Wei Shao looked at Cheng Qing with burning eyes.

Although he had asked Xiao Wang to contact Sun Zhou, the other party did not give an accurate answer, and Wei Shao was still worried.

Cheng Qing touched his nose and said, "Isn't it just to say hello to Director Sun for you? It's a small matter. Just focus on filming the rest of the scenes. I'll take care of this matter."

Wei Shao was still staring at him.

Cheng Qing: “?”

Wei Shao put his hands in his pockets and said in a cold voice: "Call now."

"Didn't I tell you? Wait until the next scene is shot..."

Wei Shao said stubbornly: "You play first... I'm sure I can take a good picture. If you don't believe me, I'll mortgage my newly bought racing car to you."

Cheng Qing was so annoyed by him, "Okay, okay, it's just a phone call, right? Can't I call you?"

Wei Shao raised his chin and urged him to hit him faster.

Cheng Qing: "..."

The call finally got through.

Sun Zhou and Cheng Qing are a variety show director and a film director respectively. Logically, they wouldn't have too much in common, but they have similar interests and keep in touch quite often in private.

Cheng Qing told Wei Shao about the situation.

Beside him, Wei Shao pricked up his ears to listen, afraid of missing a word.

It just so happened that Sun Zhou also felt that the time was about right. If he continued to use Qiao, these big guys would be dissatisfied. They all understood the principle of knowing when to quit while the going is good.

Isn’t this call from Cheng Qing a good opportunity that comes right to your doorstep?

Sun Zhou agreed immediately.

Cheng Qing: "Are you satisfied now?"

Wei Shao responded hurriedly, said goodbye to him and walked out.

"Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Wei Shao waved his hand without even turning his head, "Go home and memorize your lines."

Cheng Qing raised his eyebrows. Is the effect so immediate?
Although he laughed, he certainly did not forget his financial sponsor and immediately called Huo Yanxiu.


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