After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter 29

Nguyen Nightshana's unspeakable mind was always hidden by her and well covered.

But even after all these years of trying to suppress it, that mind is not really a bud.

After all, after a long time of college, as a classmate, Nguyen Nightingale always had the opportunity to get in touch with the ink, so in these past relationships, she had a remarkable growth of mind, far from prosperous, but also a shallot level. But then something happened, she faded out of the entertainment circle. As the gap between her and Ming Mo widened, there was fewer and fewer chances to see Ming Mo. She realized that the hope was getting faint. In order not to make herself more disappointed, she more and more tightly covered it, even once decided that this thought may not see the determination of the sun again.

Now, Mo may have inadvertently lifted the veil on the head of the plant and accidentally poured some more water. Nguyen Nightingale's heart was hidden from the wind for a long time, and the seedlings of the small tree were drowning in Ganlin, and he was a little eager to grow against the wind.

The grinding of years of climbing faded away her or the green or simple corner, grinding her into a smooth fairy, but at the deepest corner of her heart, she still retained such a small piece of what could be called a naive or naive corner, even if the corner was forced to do so.

Simply give her a sugar, she can sweeten for days.

After washing, Nguyen chewed the "good night” ink to her, and soon fell asleep, even in her sleep it was sweet. In the years since college, she had her face thickened so many times that she told her good night's light and shade, and that the parking area had been remodeled and no longer existed. Now she finally waited for another chance to hear it again, so this was just a rare evening greeting in the eyes of many ordinary people, and it was not even worth mentioning. In her case, it was a meaningful happiness.

Catalyzed by this happiness, the green onion plant seemed to rise again in a circle, pulling out a few pieces of leaves with it. This emotional growth also had such an indescribable effect on her entire population that she was a little overwhelmed by this joy and palpitation at the back.

She passed with this happiness and rose early with it.

When Feng Tangtang knocked on her door and planned to prepare herself in advance for her new day of shooting - for example, by paging her script book or buying her an early one or something sporadically trivial - she found that this "sister" had already cleaned everything up, the room was clean and was sitting at the breakfast table looking at the schedule.

Seeing this scene, Feng Tang Tang opened the door and said, "Sister, what do you want for breakfast this morning? I'll buy it for you." He slipped down his throat and swallowed it.

Nguyen looked up and smiled at her. “Good morning. ”

Feng Downton felt he deserved to die for his sins.

She was probably poisoned by the court drama. She suddenly felt she had become the neglected little lady. She wondered why she had come to serve late today, and even let her mother change her clothes herself! How dare you let her wear makeup herself! How dare you let her eat herself! No... I didn't feed her!

“Sugar, sit down.” Nguyen Nightshank still smiled.

Yesterday morning, she heard that the nickname was not the patent of Nguyen Nightingale. She would also call herself Sugar. Feng Tang Tang was actually mentally prepared. Now that she had heard it, she felt that it would obviously take some time to digest the nickname "Xiang” called her.

Nguyen Nightshang again pointed to the chair, Feng Tangtang had to take a mechanical step to sit down and begin to review himself inside.

"'I thought you liked pork chopsticks,' said Nguyen Nightingale. 'I brought them for you when I went to buy breakfast. I don't know if Yokota smells authentic. Try them. ”

Feng Tangtang looked at the pork pickpocket and his eyes were as shocked as if there was a crane in it.

No, there may not be a crane top red so shocked yet.

If it's Nguyen Nguyen sitting in front of her, she thinks it's all natural, but she really needs a little time to get used to it.

Feng Tang Tang did not do it, Nguyen Nightshang picked up the fork, cut the small half down and handed it to Feng Tang Tang in front of the plate: “I have already packed it up, you are here early today, there is plenty of time, you can eat slowly, we will go to the dressing room after eating. ”

Finished off and poured her a glass of milk.

Feng Tang Tang was completely stunned and felt himself flying in the sky.

She came back to God a little while later and nodded: "Oh, oh, thank you, Sister. ”

Just for a moment, he said carefully, "How do you know I like pork chopsticks? ”

The question Nguyen Nightingale wanted to come back is a small dish, she said casually: “When I was at the company, I happened to hear that you guys let Gu Qishong buy out. Didn't you order a pork pickle bag, and you stressed with Gu Qishong that you like to eat this most. Do I remember? ”

Feng Tang Tang was a little moved. I thought she was so careful, even remembered this.

She was a very simple person, and perhaps she would be surprised and uncomfortable with some of the changes, but at the same time she would try to explain some of the changes she was facing, eating a delicious pork chopstick, scraping her stomach and thinking about why she felt reasonable, and gradually she accepted everything she saw.

And once this assumption was accepted, there was a big misunderstanding in Feng Tang Tang's brain with limited brain capacity: maybe she was just not used to me being her assistant before, so it faded. After all, everyone would keep their distance from people who didn't know her very well, let alone coffee places like Xiao's. With her growing contact with Sister Xu, especially now that she has been working in the crew, she may already treat me as a friend for so long.

She is so kind to me now, as an assistant, I should be more glowing. In order to be able to film with confidence, I will guarantee logistics, and pledge to dedicate myself to the great cause of the revolution!

Feng Tang Tang, who felt he should be more luminous and feverish, finished his breakfast, cleaned up the garbage and wiped the table five times back and forth.

Nguyen Nightshang did not know Feng Tangtang's big misunderstanding. She still walked “happily” all the way to the makeup room with the aftertaste of happiness last night. It seemed that there was a breeze in her walking room.

Xiao Mo status is very high, holding her leather bag of Nguyen Nightshang naturally enjoys this privilege. Every time one passes the crew, they greet her with a good morning, and she smiles back. Those who greet her saw her smile this morning, and it all started out as a smile. Around the past, the impression that the ink is a flower of kaolin, makes people only dare to look forward. Although the ink has always been very polite, every staff member who greets her will nod her head and say hello, encounter more familiar, and occasionally smile lightly, but definitely not this sweet smile.

So each of the staff members was almost to heaven under the scourge of the smile of Nguyen Nightingale.

Sitting in front of the mirror waiting for her makeup to twist, she saw Nguyen Nightingale and the smile hanging from her face.

Seeing his face reveal this smile under the control of Nguyen Nightshang, Mo only feels acid in his teeth.

Nguyen Nightingale, is she all right in the morning?

Nguyen Nightshade rushed towards her and sat down in the chair beside her.

The makeup artist hasn't come yet, and Nguyen leaned against the dresser, holding her chin, and his eyes didn't look at her instantly. The gaze seemed a little obnoxious, but she did not speak, as if she had just looked with great anticipation. The gaze was clearly saying, "Why do you not greet me?"

Mo: “...”

I said good night to you yesterday.

But under what international law do I have to say good morning to you?

If you want to hear it, say it first! If you say it first, I'll tell you later!

You just look at me like that and wait for me to say what I want to do first!

Nguyen Nightshade still stared at her and didn't know what was happening. The smile fell into her corner and she couldn't take it off for a while.

Influenced by this smile, Momo suddenly felt bad again to blow her mind - she has magically felt bad many times since she switched bodies into the bad opera group.

She felt she couldn't be better.

“Good morning.” Mo had to surrender to Nguyen Nightingale, who was about to write in his eyes. He opened his mouth a little half-dead.

She knows that because she said good night yesterday, she opened her head, and according to Nguyen Nightingale's past bad behavior, it was necessary to greet her every day. If Nguyen Nightingale had the heart to harm her, insisted on saying good night to her every day, or looked at her with that look, Chu Chu pitied herself to say good morning first... strangely, she actually used the word Chu Chu Pity on Nguyen Nightingale. I'm afraid I'm really out of my mind, do you want to see a doctor?

Mo Min turned around for a good time, but it was on the face, and it looked like it didn't show up in the mountains.

In short, if she does not respond, it would be disrespectful of her to allow her to do so from a very young age to a very decent tutor.

To avoid disrespect, she may have to live a good morning and evening with Nguyen every day.

And Nguyen Nightingale heard what she wanted to hear and responded satisfactorily: "Good morning. ”

I'm afraid she didn't want so much ink. Still immersed in her self-felt happiness, she invited ink without any evil at all: “I looked at the schedule, there is no night show tonight, it ends at 5: 30, why don't we have dinner together? ”

With the expression of Nguyen Nightshang in detail, she wondered how she was so enthusiastic today that she could not respond immediately.

Nguyen Nightshang saw her silently and said: “Now that the whole crew knows that you and I are college classmates, now that we're shooting together, I think we should get closer, so it's only natural. Otherwise, people saw what they thought was wrong with us. I'm fine. Isn't this looking at your image? If we shoot in the crew every day, the rest of the time is strange, they're curious, maybe they want to gossip again. You hate gossip, don't you? ”

Though Mo didn't agree in time at first, she certainly didn't want to say no to Nguyen's offer to have dinner together.

And Nguyen Nightingale had reason to say that even if he wanted to refuse, he didn't seem to find a reason to refuse.

In a moment of detail, Mo nodded his head: "Yes, thank you for the invitation. ”

She somehow feels that today's Nguyen night is extraordinarily smooth.

At the beginning, she also thought that if Nguyen Nightshawn still talked to her like she used to, three or two words could not spit out ivory in the dog's mouth, she would pay her respects. As a result, Nguyen Nightshawn suddenly became so pleasant, and there was nothing strange about the yin and yang, and she always ate soft or hard. This stomach vigilance dissipated and the smoke dissipated, and she saw that Nguyen Nightshawn actually looked a little smoother.

When the two dressers came back and forth, they stopped talking.

The makeup captain looked in the mirror at Nguyen Yixiang and smiled: "Sister Qiang, why are you so happy today? ”

Nguyen Nightshade realized that he didn't really have a good smile this morning. He probably finished laughing at his share of the past year. No wonder Mo's initial expression was so hard to say. She had to restrain herself and keep her lips in the same constant arc as her old ink - this time not too deep, it seemed that there was a little less expensive affinity from the heights and no less pride of kaolin blossoms, it was an example of disguise.

And then she smiled at the head of the dressing crew, not too salty. “Really, is that so obvious? ”

Mo couldn't move at the side end, and the meaning of watching Nguyen Nightshade shrugged again.

Obviously not anymore!

That's not how I usually laugh! You're not my black!

Still today is the play of Deng Fu.

There are late clips, the shooting will not follow the development of the drama, only the rational use of resources and time is the first priority. After all the plays here with Deng Fu as the background are centralized, they will be switched to the Han Palace scene to shoot. However, at this moment, the strict admiration of Han and Emperor Liu Zhao and Liu Yushi, who plays Little Yin Queen, and others are waiting to be filmed in the Han Palace. We rushed to film some of Han and Emperor and Little Yin Queen's rivals first. Generally, large theatre groups will be divided into more than two director groups, which can speed up progress. Yan Yushi and Yau are in group B, under the responsibility of the deputy director, Nguyen Nightshang and Ming Mo are in group A, which has more headlines, and are personally guarded by Lin Qidong.

“Ting Pei, prepare to enter!” Lin Qi Tang shouted there.

Ding Pei is from the show singer, and although he has some fans, he doesn't have much acting experience. He is a complete new recruit when shooting a TV show. He stands in the field and looks a little nervous with the props in his arms.

“Here we go!" Lin Qi Tang spoke.

Ding Pei acted as Liu Zhao's neighbor Zheng Zhong. Liu Zhao trusted him very much. When Deng Shun died, Liu Zhaozhong sent Zheng Zhong to the Deng Dynasty to calm down, and brought a handwritten message to Deng Sui.

In fact, this order was issued by Liu Zhao, a chief minister of Xiaoyin's family. At this time, Xiaoyin and Deng Sui were elected by Liu Zhao at the same time. Xiaoyin had not entered the palace. It was still far from the day she became queen. She was well aware of Deng Sui's beauty. If she entered the palace with Deng Sui, she feared that her wind would have been covered by Deng Sui. Afraid, she let the chief minister who supported her behind her work on Deng's death.

That Zhongshen told Liu Zhaoyuan that Deng Zhao was dead and that Deng Sui was bereaved with his family. At this time, entering the palace would surely be oblivious to Tianwei. It was unfortunate, but now that he had been called into the palace, the monarch said nine words and could not be changed, so he let Deng Sui guard the bereavement for his father and enter the palace three years later.

This is quite a crack. In three years, Xiaoyin's family can naturally take the lead, combined with the harsh mourning conditions, Deng Sui must be unbearable. Three years of mourning is enough to make her look good. Even if she enters the palace, Liu Zhao will surely not be able to see her.

As soon as Lin Qi Tang spoke, Ding Pei entered the camera shooting range and walked to the spiritual hall where Deng Zhen stopped his coffin.

The scene was full of vegetarian vegetables, the white beard floated, and the ink kept kneeling in the corner. This place would not give her many shots. She just needed to kneel well, and the disgraced Nguyen Nightshade saw Ding Pei come in, hurried up and faced Ding Pei with exhaustion.

Ding Pei said: "Pass on His Majesty's message! ”

Nguyen Nightshade knelt down to Ding Pei, his head hanging low: "Your Majesty, Wan An. ”

Ding Pei glanced at her and looked back at the handkerchief. He was a little hard-boned: “Defense Captain Deng Shunren Aiyada...”

He had just started, and some people in the room listened. He couldn't stand it. He laughed low.

Nguyen Nightshang knelt, motionless, Lin Qi Tang did not stop, she naturally did not stop the trick, so she still listened with respect.

Lin Qi Tang didn't expect this boy to come to him. He was shocked. He shouted: “What sheep protection! Your house is chained with sheep circles, you tell me what sheep protection is! Protector, it's protector! ”

The field memoir first looked at Ting Pei, then looked at Lin Qi Tang. The expression was probably irremediable.

As soon as Lin Qi Tang saw the face, he immediately realized that he was not talking about sheep protection. He heard the wrong tone and his brain made up for a sheep. He was actually talking about sheep protection. However, the level of reading just looked a little like reading it was nobody's anymore. He coughed immediately and said: "Not sheep protection or sanitary protection! It's a guardian. It's an ancient name. What's wrong with you? ”

Ding Pei blushed embarrassingly and quickly apologized: “I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

“Get ready, do it again!” Lin Qi Tang said.

Ding Pei's face turned red for a while. For a while, he hurried to the kneeling Nguyen Nightingale: “I'm sorry, Sister Xiao, I'm going to get you on your knees again! ”

Nguyen Nightshang stood up and laughed: “It's okay, don't be nervous.” @ Update faster @