After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter 24

The next day, at 5 o'clock, Nguyen Nightshade climbed up. She was a little concerned about the shadow last night. She was distracted in the morning.

Feng Tangtang waited in her room in the morning. As a personal assistant to Min Mo, he busily gave her Zhang Luo before and after. He went down to buy breakfast and sent her to Nguyen Nightshang with great dog legs: “Sister Xiao, eat some while it's hot. She won't be able to take care of it. ”

Nguyen Nightshang still thinks about things. For a moment, Feng Tangtang was too familiar in her previous life. She became familiar with something that was already natural. Forget her situation for a moment, and Yan Hyatt said: “Sugar, I can't eat it, you eat it. ”

Feng Tang Tang shook a shake: “..."

Sister, are you awake or are you upset?

Think carefully, however, these days she and Xiao Sister seem to be more gentle with her than before. Although it is still cold and faint, sometimes she can feel genuine concern from Xiao Sister. Trance feels that Xiao Sister sometimes looks at her eyes with special care. Once she suspected that she was accustomed to abuse, she might suffer from Stockholm's disease, and abuse created the illusion that Sister Xiao was particularly kind to herself, almost went to see a psychologist.

Nguyen Nightshade saw Feng Tang Tang's face as if it had just been struck by lightning. He immediately realized his mistake. He glanced at Feng Tang Tang with a divine colour. "Do I look like Nguyen Nguyen from your family? ”

Feng Tang Tang: “...”

And she immediately clapped, “How can you not be like that when you're behind a shadow! So... so similar, you are just Nguyen Nguyen! ”

Nguyen Nightshade gave an unintelligible expression.

Feng Dongton worried about whether his ass had been patted on his leg and crippled his leg.

Nguyen Nightshang tidied her clothes in the mirror. Today she will put on makeup, and she will also put on a vegetarian face: “I'll call you sugar candy in the future. ”

Feng Tang Tang: “...”

Nguyen Nightshade deliberately looked back at her and smiled: “Is sugar a patent of Nguyen Nightshade? ”

Feng Tang Tang did not show loyalty at this time, but rather when: “No, no, no! I think it's kind of you to call me that. A lot of people around me call me that. I love it! ”

Nguyen Nightshade's face said nothing more, walked to the door, and the corner of his lip bent.

When we got to the dressing room, a lot of people arrived, and the ink was there. Yan Hearing Huan drank wine last night, she probably won't be able to get up until noon, and she was too lazy to call her. She came down early all by herself, no one was sticking around her, she was refreshed.

The time spent in the ancient costume scene was very long. One hair alone could be combed for half a day. In order to hurry up the time, the dresser had already begun work on the ink head. Nguyen Nightshade did not speak. He sat directly next to her in the empty position. Nguyen Nightshade was also seen in the mirror.

The dresser is talking to Mo: “Miss Nguyen, you have such a nice skin. ”

Mommy smiled and said casually: “Where, I think Mommy's skin is so much better than mine. ”

Nguyen gave her an eyeball knife without any courtesy, but it looked a little more eye-catching.

The dresser noticed that Nguyen Nightingale was sitting next to him. He laughed and laughed. “Ha ha, Sister Xiang's skin is fine, but the people on this side know everything. Captain, Sister Xiao is here! ”

Nguyen Nightshade enjoyed the treatment that was originally ink, and the head of the dressing group personally dressed it.

The two of them sat in a row, looking at each other, turning their heads and looking at the real themselves in the mirror.

The atmosphere is very strange.

The two dressers thought they were both dropping their pillows and twisted their necks.

Until they came in to distribute today's schedule of work and the script pages of the afternoon play, the two of them looked away, each with a pile of paper and looked down.

The job is filled with proper lines, not even a needle can be inserted, the start-up ceremony is after the makeup is set, the shooting starts in the afternoon, there is a night scene at night, the task is very important.

Ding Er is Deng Zui's maid, the relative style will be simpler, she is older than Deng Zui, by the time she appeared, she was too old, the first style of hair decoration was only one green, white and two elegant pieces, so the makeup of the ink is also faster than that of Nguyen Night Xuan. The original eyes of Nguyen Nightshade were very attractive, the corners of the eyes were slightly picked. In order to better match the role positioning, the makeup artist drew a colder line of eyes, and the eyebrows and corners were also treated. Immediately converged the overflowing flavor of the stock. Plus, when the ink calmed down, the expression was steady, the eyes were not shocked, and it suited the image of Ding Er very well. The people next to her looked at her, just thought that she was a beauty who had come out of ancient times, she was Ding Er.

Her first set was a blue curved hem with embossed blue edges and inner white. She looked pure and delicate. She had no match for the pattern. When she came out of the dressing room, everyone looked at her without a blind eye.

Momo worked without dragging mud with him, finishing his makeup, and Lin Qi Tang saw it and felt satisfied, so he went over there to take a photo.

Deng Sui was born in the famous gate, her makeup, clothing and accessories are of course very considerate. For the sake of visual aesthetics, the clothing added more improved designs based on the reference to the Chinese uniform style at the time, and as the drama progressed, Deng Sui continued to grow, and there were dozens of sets. The group will then select the most representative makeup for each of these stages and send it to official blogs and major media sites for publicity over time.

In order to highlight Deng Zui's “beautiful appearance, Yen Li is no different” in the script settings, the makeup was full of kung fu, the period was changed and changed. Nguyen Nightshan himself made a few comments appropriately, and finally decided on the best plan.

When Nguyen Nightshade walked into the studio, he was dressed in a palace with an elegant pink hue, tassel Peiyu, with a brilliant stature, and beautiful, but not cumbersome. Makeup is truly a wonderful thing. This time, the rubbing of the rubbish originally carried by the Muxiang resemblance was completely concealed. Nguyen Nightingale put her hands around the sleeves of the palace suit. The model walked into the light. She looked forward to Shenghui, and Deng Zui's required temperament came out of nowhere.

“Very good!” Lin Qi Tang greatly appreciated.

The crowd also praised each other, saying that it was Sister Xiao.

Mo sat beside him and watched Nguyen Nightingale as required or lowered his eyebrows, or drooped his head or smiled back, close-ups to his face, only like peach blossoms suddenly appeared, brightly shaking the gods.

Even though that face belongs to me, I can't seem to see myself at this moment.

Nguyen Nightshade covered it up and put it on Deng Zui's skin instead.

Maybe she was born an actor.

Mo thought, looking away, rarely calmly turned the script in his hand over a page.

After a long time, the first set of makeup photos was finally taken. They were handed over to the later stage to repair the film. Lin Qisheng clapped his hands and drew attention to them. “There are still several sets of makeup set up in the back. Everyone will look at the distribution schedules and now go to the start-up ceremony. ”

Nguyen Nightshade asked softly, "How many media will be there? ”

Lu Qingming said: “Lin Zhi hasn't hired much media this time, it's all his own people, fans don't know, you can relax. ”

Nguyen lifted his eyelids and faintly: "When the media shot, did they not shoot me all over my body, just let me deliberately rub the lens and leave half a shadow in some corner? ”

Lu Qingming smiled: “I knew you'd understand if you didn't. ”

Some opera group start-up ceremonies are solemnly ordered to bring all the media coverage, fans are squeezed out, but before Lin Qi Tang, male and female stars were thrown in the dust roller. The online fire from who starred is deliberately low profile. At that time, it is necessary to send out only a few scene photos that are deliberately intended to cover up and not hide, such as throwing another deep water in the original boiling water, increasing the discussion, inevitably more effective than direct publicity.

“The fox of Lin Qi Tang.” Nguyen Nightshade said, looking over at Mo, Mo did not look at her and turned away.

The opening ceremony is set for the afternoon scene in Deng Fu Garden, the scent case is routinely arranged, incense is inserted, pork sacrifice is arranged, behind is the big red banner characteristic of Chinese socialism - the "Zuting” drama group starts Daji! It's also interesting to say that once every drama group starts up, it's like a feudal social Taoist feast. You could barely take a sword and spray a sip of water on the scented candle at the table and call the demon to take a break. I don't know who prescribed it.

Lin Qi Tang brought a group of creators and actors to the fragrance, and presented to the invited media.

The photographer came to say hello to Nguyen Nightshang, and called Sister Nguyen to work hard. Nguyen Nightshang's heart was like a mirror, nodded his head, and turned to walk to a place with a lot of people beside him. This walk also had to show such a long and careless act. She walked a few steps and spoke to him in front of the clear road. She slightly sided her head and only let herself take half the face to the lens. In the afternoon, she didn't remove her makeup either. She fell into Yuchai on her combed haircut. She just fell asleep with a lust to hug Biwa half the face. Behind her is a landscape board like Lu Qing Ming Wood pile.

Photographers rarely see a pendulum to capture the meaning of an accidental collision, heartfelt and angry, took many photos, and thanked Nguyen Nightshang even.

Nguyen Nightshade glanced left and right, and saw Mo standing alone under the wall over there. The ancient and fragrant wall, several branches of leaves and leaves, probed the wall head, the shadow of the tree was barbed on Mo Zhan blue and white costume, and the golden light came down again, giving her some coolness out of the liveliness.

This gave rise to the idea of a past for Nguyen Nightshade.

The weather was hot, I don't know why. She felt cool when she saw Kunmo standing there.

And she thought, and she did, and the road was clear, and she walked, and she said, "Where are we going? Let Gu Qizong follow you, don't go too far. ”

After the hotel incident, Lu Qingming often expressed his mother's twelve concerns, and many things wanted Gu Qishong, assistant and bodyguard, to follow.

Gu Qishong was tall, silent and oligarchy, a stick could not break a boring paradigm, occasionally bouncing a cold joke from nowhere, only frozen to live Buddha birth, two Buddha Ascension, but Feng Tangtang was very fond of him, when people said that Gu was humorous, the joke was very funny, just let Nguyen Nightshang think that her poor intelligence had not only blurred her heart thoroughly, but also shattered her hearing, vision and understanding.

“No, I'll go over to the wall and ride the cold. Isn't there a tree?” Nguyen Nightshake her hand, Gu Qishong was supposed to give her an umbrella. He saw her go. He followed her in an intelligent way. Lu Qingming looked after Qishong's past, which made him feel comfortable handling other matters.

Nguyen Nightshade walked halfway, and Mo also noticed her, his expression was a little subtle.

But Mo didn't walk away.

Nguyen fell under the shadow of the tree.

The two of them stood left and right, with no words from each other, but each looked ahead. The sun in the summer seemed to accommodate all the voices around them at this moment, leaving only one cicada on the tree, and even the cicada was emptied.

After a long time, they remained silent, and the two trees were planted there, and no one spoke. Strangely enough, in such a hot weather, there is another Nguyen Nightshang next to her who is quite miserable and occupies her skin bag, or this kind of awkward quiet, a few gatherings can totally blow up a firecracker battle, and Momo doesn't even feel a slight irritability.

She thought the situation was reasonable, rarely calm and comfortable, and even a little unwanted to break it.

After a while, however, Nguyen Nightshank broke: "Have you seen anything in recent days that doesn't make you feel good? ”

The question was so strange that he had no head. "Yes. ”

“Where did you see it? What's it look like? ”

“Right here.” "You," said Mo. ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

And then Nguyen smiled with a smile: “You're not answering the right question, I'm asking if it feels bad —— something, obviously, ‘I'm like this' is not a thing. ”

She was like the original Mo Mo. Mo faced her lip and tongue sword, and her heart finally blew up like a firecracker battle. Sooner or later, she's gonna blow up anyway.

Mo hugged her arms and glanced at her obliquely: "You're no match for me, at least I think ‘I'm like this' is still something.” Whether it's something or not, it's not herself, just say it.

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

The moccasin dumped his body that way, leaving only room in the middle, and took over: “I just don't know what ‘I'm like’ is exactly? Can you see it? ”

Nguyen shook her head and pretended to take a closer look up and down at the leather bag that belonged to her. It seemed like she had tasted it before saying: “With all due respect, I can only see how beautiful ‘this way' is. Whatever she is, beauty is fine, right? ”

“Yeah, whatever she is, she's got a thick face, right?” Moccasin doesn't smile.

Nguyen Nightshang saw her fight back quite smoothly, didn't mention anything else, knowing that she had not really seen anything strange, so she was relieved.

And at this point, the outside of the wall suddenly threw a black shadow, and it looked like it was covered in black cloth.

That thing appeared so suddenly, the inky eye caught a glimpse of it, completely out of physical instinct to avoid it, while the eyes quickly pulled Nguyen Nightshank, and took her to the side to hide. Still wearing a curved hem, however, Mo acted rather cautiously, twisting his feet as he avoided and almost fell.

Not far away Gu Qizong saw the scene and immediately sank his face and ran this way.

Finally, it didn't get smashed, and Mo darkened himself, some painful feet, loosening the Nguyen Nightshade.

Nguyen Nightshade did not make a sound all the way, just gasped low, her back sweated cold, set to watch the thing fall less than half a metre from her, splattered the ground blood, and flew a few messy hairs.

It's a rooster.

He's dead.

Someone rubbed a knife neatly around the rooster's neck, threw it over, and the black cloth wrapped around his body spread underneath him, so he twisted his neck and lay on the ground, his eyes open, his cloudy eyes rolled out and looked at Nguyen Nightingale.

Weird posture, looks like a dead man with a slit throat bleeding all over the ground.

Gu Qishong is a special soldier discharged from service and reacted quickly in all aspects of his body. Fortunately, no one on this side saw him. In order to avoid causing unrest and panic, he quickly collected the folding umbrella and threw the dead chicken on the ground into the bag. Nguyen Nightingale was obviously a little overwhelmed. He stood right next to her, and Gu Qishong stuffed it.

Multon was stuffed with a chicken: "...”

Gu Qizong has taken three steps and made two, picking up the fence and going out.

Mo hugged the chicken and stared at Nguyen Nightingale.

Nguyen Nightshade still had the look of a god traveling outside the sky. Mo thought that she was frightened and that her soul was flying away. She had such an astringent taste at heart. I don't know why, I'm not comfortable anyway. She thought about it and wanted to comfort her, but since she was a kid, she didn't know exactly how to spell comfort.

So he stood there for a while, his face stiffened, and finally he held out a sentence: "Don't be afraid, I have the chicken. ”

Nguyen Nightshade looked up slowly and looked at her: "…” @ Update faster @