Chapter 326 The World Owes Too Much to His Girl.
In this world, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected.
You can't really empathize with someone else's pain.
But emotions can be infected.
Seeing Qin Nuan's sad expression, Song Zhan's brows were slightly lowered, and his eyes were dark, like a sea of ink rolling silently.
The world owed too much to his girl.
Song Zhan didn't speak, and stood quietly beside Qin Nuan. His slender height blocked the surrounding lights and shrouded Qin Nuan in the shadow.
Sitting on the chair, Qin Nuan was surrounded by a sense of security invisibly. She no longer had to worry about being watched by her surroundings, and could release her emotions to her heart's content.
She no longer suppressed herself, allowing the sadness in her heart to spread, and then gradually faded away.
Song Zhan's eyes fell on Qin Nuan's face calmly. The girl's beautiful eyebrows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of smoke because of crying, like a Jiangnan landscape painting in the drizzle.
Song Zhan saw that her emotions had stabilized, not the stability of being deliberately suppressed, but the stability after venting her emotions.
He asked casually, "What's the next play?"
"Hmm..." Qin Nuan thought for a moment, then said, "It's about Wei Qingyan returning to the palace in the rain."
Song Zhan asked again: "Is there still a scene after filming this scene?"
"No more." Qin Nuan shook her head and replied.
Song Zhan hummed softly, and said, "You ask Sister Tan to put the hot water in advance for you, so that you won't catch a cold when you go back to take a hot bath after filming the rain scene."
What Song Zhan said was based on experience, Qin Nuan nodded, "Okay."
Song Zhan glanced at Qin Nuan again, he's been here long enough, the crew should be suspicious if he stays any longer.
So he looked at He Wen, and said to Qin Nuan, "I'll go first."
Qin Nuan smiled, "Yeah."
After watching Song Zhan and He Wen go away, Qin Nuan took a deep breath.
Mingming Song Zhan didn't say anything, why did she feel better when he was standing beside her?
Just as he was thinking, Gu Zhengxi leaned over, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Nuan, why do I feel that your relationship with Song Yingdi is a bit unusual?"
Qin Nuan glanced at him lazily, "Don't think so."
Gu Zhengxi said meanly again: "I heard that Song Yingdi is the big boss behind our company, next time you hug his thigh, can you take me with you? I think I was born to be a boss The life of the leg pendant."
After listening to Gu Zhengxi's words, Qin Nuan couldn't help laughing out loud.
She knew that Gu Zhengxi was deliberately making herself happy, and continued his words: "It seems that you are quite proud of your destiny."
Gu Zhengxi smiled and said, "You don't understand, even if I, Gu Zhengxi, am a licking dog, I am the most humble licking dog standing at the foot of the Alps."
Qin Nuan shrugged her shoulders, lowered her head and smiled, "I feel...unlucky for the Alps."
"Hum hum!"
Gu Zhengxi snorted a few times in dissatisfaction.
Then, as if thinking of something, he pulled Qin Nuan and asked, "By the way, little sister, are you still recording "Country III"?"
The makeup artist was touching up Qin Nuan's makeup. When she heard this, she responded, and then asked, "What about you? The director didn't disclose it. I don't know who the six resident guests of this season are."
"Of course I will continue recording!"
After Gu Zhengxi finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, and then said: "Hey, I originally wanted to be a little prince of love songs like Lin Songshen, and sing some divine songs about lost love in the hearts of the people. I didn't expect that fans would not like me singing love songs, but only like me. Be a comedian. They also said that I wasted a lot of food by pretending to be affectionate."
Qin Nuan raised the corner of her mouth when she heard the words, "What do you mean?"
Gu Zhengxi squatted on the ground, puffed his cheeks, and explained angrily: "If you feel sick, you can't eat dinner, so you waste food."
Qin Nuan: "..."
After three seconds of silence, Qin Nuan concluded: "Your watermelons are all true fans."