In Mingwei's view, Mu Tingzhou, who has a confused memory, is like a very destructive and clingy pet dog. He always disrupts her plans and leaves her in a hurry, but every time he makes trouble, he raises his hand to protect her.

She has a strong sense of justice and is usually well-behaved and considerate, so when he makes a mistake, she can't bear to blame him.

In this matter tonight, Chen Zhang was right, and so was the sick Mu Tingzhou. The fault was that Mingwei made friends with a complicated teammate Xiao.

The patient needs comfort. Ming Wei cannot abandon Mu Tingzhou, but she cannot completely delay the filming because of worries about Mu Tingzhou.

"Director Gao, after thinking about it, I should communicate clearly with Mr. Mu first. I won't be filming tonight. I promise to complete this part tomorrow night, including the kiss scene." Ming Wei said to Director Gao guiltily and firmly.

Mu Tingzhou's identity and condition were there. Director Gao understood Mingwei's approach, but he was just uneasy: "Is it really okay tomorrow night?"

Mingwei nodded solemnly.

Director Gao said, "Okay, let's continue tomorrow night."

After appeasing the director, Ming Wei walked to Chen Zhang and said helplessly: "I blame me for not telling him clearly in advance. I wasted your time."

Chen Zhang heard the conversation between Ming Wei and the director, and knew that Ming Wei did not want to change his principles for Mu Tingzhou. His irritated heart quickly calmed down, and in turn comforted Ming Wei: "You have nothing to do with this kind of thing.

The solution is, don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

Ming Wei hummed and looked at the actor duo waiting there. She said goodbye in a relaxed tone: "Okay, let's kiss goodbye tomorrow."

Chen Zhang smiled and stood there watching her. Seeing her petite figure slowly walking away, Chen Zhang couldn't help but call her name.

The girl turned back in confusion. In the dark and simple Jiangnan alley, her long black hair was fluttering in the evening breeze, revealing a fair and beautiful face, with eyebrows like crescent moons and eyes like clear streams, as beautiful as a person in a dream.

"At any time, don't harm yourself just to move around others." Chen Zhang said sincerely.

The gentle concern was heartwarming. Mingwei smiled at him: "Okay."

~

After changing their costumes, Ming Wei, Mu Tingzhou and Xiao Zhao got into the car, and the atmosphere in the car was solemn.

"Go back to the hotel, or go shopping somewhere else?" Xiao Zhao fastened his seat belt, his attitude was natural, and he had no intention of being punished for doing something wrong.

"Hotel." The two people in the back seat said almost in unison.

Xiao Zhao understood and drove with a smile.

Mingwei turned to look out the window. Mu Tingzhou got into trouble, and outsiders were present. She couldn't be angry and embarrass him. Now there were only her own people in the car. She had to express her dissatisfaction so that she could tell him apart later. On the right, Mu Ting

Zhou looked forward, but used his peripheral vision to observe the princess. Seeing her pouting, he knew she was angry.

But he was also very angry.

She and Xiao Zhao actually deceived him into doing that kind of thing.

The two angry people didn't speak. They returned to the hotel silently and walked to the guest room before Xiao Zhao took the initiative to break the deadlock: "You two, don't you have anything to say? It's okay. I'm going to bed."

Mu Tingzhou looked at Mingwei quietly.

Ming Wei glared at Xiao Zhao angrily: "You suggested filming without telling him, what's going on tonight?"

Xiao Zhao pushed up his glasses, touched the bridge of his nose, and admitted his mistake obediently: "It's my fault, but I think letting him watch you and Chen Zhang filming a kissing scene, and being emotionally stimulated, may help him recover his memory. After all, if we

If you always follow him, he may never recover in his lifetime."

It makes sense, but Ming Wei is still angry: "I won't believe anything you promise from now on."

Xiao Zhao innocently complained: "Besides this incident, have I ever lied to you?"

Mingwei didn't want to pay attention to him.

Xiao Zhao thought he had nothing to do with him, so he said good night tactfully and went back to his room.

The two of them were left in the corridor. Mingwei's momentum dropped, and she turned her head and asked the actor: "Do you have anything to say? If you want to go to my room, forget it." After saying that, she took out the room card, opened the door, and stood inside the door to wait.

He chooses.

Mu Tingzhou was silent for three seconds, and then walked towards her.

Mingwei was in a complicated mood, so she asked him to go in first and closed the door. The layout of the guest room was similar, with a small living room. Mingwei invited Mu Tingzhou to sit on the sofa while she poured him water.

Mu Tingzhou did not sit down, but stood facing the door, looking politely away from the princess's bed. When Mingwei finished her work, he asked coldly: "Why did the princess lie to me?"

"Because I'm an actor, I shoot kisses. The scene is required by the plot, and it makes no sense if you don't let me shoot it." Mingwei sat on the sofa behind him, holding her notebook and looking for a movie, and replied absentmindedly: "Don't bullshit me.

What is a princess? Now that we are in modern times, we have to live according to this way of thinking."

Mu Tingzhou closed his eyes, his head started to hurt again. If he was not allowed to observe the ancient rituals, what else could he say?

Behind her was the sound of her typing on the keyboard. Mu Tingzhou opened his eyes again and asked solemnly: "Princess, do you like Chen Zhang?"

Ming Wei took a moment to understand what "Xin Yue" meant. She smiled, looked at him and said, "I'm not happy, but actors can't consider personal feelings when filming. You once told me that only when actors fully assume the role, the audience will

Only then can we get involved in the play, like me and Sister Wang, she plays my mother in the play, and I really have to treat her as my mother, and continue to treat her as an ordinary colleague outside the play."

"Since she doesn't like it, how can the princess endure having physical contact with him?" What Mu Tingzhou couldn't figure out the most was this.

"Why do you care so much about skin-to-skin contact?"

This question is very critical. Ming Wei put down her notebook, walked around to the opposite side of Mu Tingzhou, and looked at him seriously: "In the concept of some men in ancient times, a woman is a man's property, her body is also a man's, and only her husband can

Touch, if others touch it, the woman will become unclean. The Taifu is firmly opposed to me filming the kissing scene. Could it be that after I film the kissing scene, the woman will become unclean and not as valuable as before?"

Mu Tingzhou didn't think so. The princess was like a golden girl. No matter how many men there were, the princess was the most noble and respected by everyone.

"I just don't want Chen Zhang to take advantage of the princess." He bowed his head and saluted.

Ming Wei smiled even more happily: "How could it be possible? I am a beauty, and Chen Zhang is also a handsome guy sought after by tens of millions of fans. Do you think he is taking advantage of me? His fans also say that I am taking advantage of him."

"Nonsense talk." Mu Tingzhou Su Rong scolded.

Ming Wei sighed, glanced at him, tilted her head, and murmured in a low voice: "With a population of more than one billion in China, apart from my parents, you are the only one who treats me as a princess. In fact, in the eyes of others, including Xiao Zhao, I am just for entertainment.

Just a newbie."

She was stating the facts, but Mu Tingzhou misunderstood that the princess was depressed because of the lack of attention from outsiders, and immediately comforted her: "Princess, don't worry, the princess has superb acting skills. In time, she will be loved by all people."

Ming Wei turned her back and snickered. Not long ago, the actor Mu Tingzhou mocked her for not being able to impress him with her acting skills. Now that she was a tutor, he actually praised her for her superb acting skills. The tutor really protected her shortcomings.

"If you don't even dare to shoot a kiss scene, how can you consider your acting skills to be superb?" Ming Wei stopped laughing and turned around, looking at him complainingly.

Mu Tingzhou was slightly startled, and suddenly he realized that he, a great master, was so much older than her, but he had unknowingly fallen into the trap of her words.

Lowering his eyes, Mu Tingzhou continued to insist: "The kissing scene is optional, not necessary."

Mingwei objected: "What does it mean to be dispensable? Don't lovers in reality even kiss? Nonsense. If you like someone, you can't help but get close to him and do more sweet things. Therefore, when the relationship between the male and female protagonists of film and television dramas is reached, it must be

You have to give it a kiss, then the audience will feel complete."

Mu Tingzhou pursed his lips. He had never liked anyone before, so he didn't understand.

"Come here." Mingwei sat on the sofa and called him.

Mu Tingzhou looked at her, moved next to her, sat down with a distance of two meters, and put his hands on his knees.

"Let's watch a movie." Mingwei said, leaning on the sofa. "This is one of the classic love movies. It's very touching, but it's a bit long."

Mu Tingzhou glanced at the title of the film and found it very unfamiliar.

Clicking on the play button, Ming Wei leaned back on the sofa with a pillow and watched it with concentration. She used to be a pure spectator, but now she is an actor. Even if it is a classic old movie that she has watched several times, she can enjoy it again by watching it again.

perception.

One is a rich and beautiful aristocratic lady, and the other is a young, handsome but impoverished talented painter. The two people, who were originally incompatible with each other, met on a luxury ship and quickly fell into the river. There were many difficulties between them, but the worldly world

The bond could not stop the strong attraction between them. He took her through the cabin, and finally found a carriage that seemed to be specially arranged for them.

Mingwei secretly looked at Mu Tingzhou.

Mu Tingzhou was still sitting two meters away, but at some point he raised his left leg and rested it on his right leg. His handsome face also tilted to the right, without looking at the laptop screen.

Mingwei paused the playback, inexplicably nervous, but still asked: "The master guessed what was going to happen next, so he didn't dare to watch it?"

"I just think it's meaningless." Mu Tingzhou's voice was hoarse.

Ming Wei frowned: "The master is really not infected at all? If I tell you that the ship sank and Jack died, do you think this scene is unnecessary?"

Mu Tingzhou, who had never seen this movie, was mercilessly spoiled. Although the previous plot had hinted that something would happen to the ship, how could he expect that one of the male and female protagonists would die?

He slowly turned his head and looked at Ming Wei with complicated eyes.

Mingwei clasped her hands together and begged him softly: "Would you like to finish watching?"

Mu Tingzhou drank water and acquiesced.

The shot below is beautiful and exciting, especially the hand holding on to the foggy glass window, which brings endless reverie to people.

It was the first time she watched this kind of scene with a man. Ming Wei had buried her face in the pillow as if to cover it up, and a strand of her long hair fell down, just blocking her red face. Mu Tingzhou's face was expressionless. After a few minutes, he

Then he casually put down his long legs and returned to his normal sitting posture.

In the subsequent plot, as Ming Wei said, some people died and some lived.

"How was this movie?" When it was finally over, Mingwei turned off the computer and asked, rubbing her shoulders.

Mu Tingzhou faced the curtain: "I haven't seen many movies, so it's hard to comment."

Ming Wei had no intention of arguing anymore. She walked to the opposite side of Mu Tingzhou and bent down to look at him, admiring and longing for him: "Master, those two actors are not lovers, but they co-starred in a classic. I hope

One day in the future, when my acting skills mature, I can make a classic movie. As you said, the kissing scene is not necessary for a classic, but the plot is my responsibility. As an actor, I should perform well, right?"
To be continued...