Quick Transmigation and Doted on His Wife

"Feng Qijiuzhou, Chang'an City, the 40th scene, the first act, start!"

Wang Chonglou was watching from behind the monitor, holding the walkie-talkie, he was a little confused, and he didn't know how Chen Rong would act.

"Tu Mi, you killed people?" Song Yiran looked at Chen Rong.

One in red and one in blue.

"Yeah, I killed it." Chen Rong squinted the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and looked directly at Song Yiran, with a smile in his eyes, "Why? You are not the same. Is it? Stop me here to avenge him?"

"Why?"

"Why?" Chen Rong's tone was a little impatient: "If you want to kill, kill." She raised her hand and put the broken hair on her cheek behind her ear, "I'm at least better than You are kind, look at me, I just killed a stranger. Unlike you, killing people kills hearts..."

She laughed.

Song Yiran's character is not a good person, so her expression didn't change much when she heard this. The corner of his mouth tickled, and he seemed to laugh at himself, "Do you know what you are doing? You are just a knife, and sooner or later you will hurt yourself."

"What's the matter with you?" Chen Rong turned to leave, but Song Yiran took action. Chen Rong raised his hand to resist, a few movements flowing smoothly.

Wang Zhonglou's eyes were straight there.

When Chen Rong was fighting with Song Yiran, when they were very close, Song Yiran was facing the end, and Chen Rong kissed her on the cheek when no one else could see it, Then back up quickly.

At this time, she was still slightly higher than Feng Jin. After knocking Song Yiran back a few steps, she looked at her with a smile: "Xiao Fengjin, you have improved a lot." With a sound, he waved his hand: "Stop chasing."

After this scene is filmed.

Chen Rong swaggered back to rest, Song Yiran blushed and walked back.

Zhang Jing looked at her inexplicably: "Are you hot? Your face is so red?"

Song Yiran coughed: "It's okay." His eyes fell on the initiator, and there was nothing he could do.

Zhang Mu was waiting to see Chen Rong slap in the face, but he didn't expect that Chen Rongxiu would come here instead.

This scene was originally going to be shot on several cameras, and the swing arm was also taken together, but because Wang Chonglou just wanted to test the water, he had to shoot it again. He wanted to light a cigarette, but he held back when he thought of work, and walked over to Chen Rong, "Chen Rong, have you practiced?"

"I understand a little." Chen Rong replied to Wang Zhonglou.

"It's a good performance, I'll ask the assistant director to tell you about the position." Wang Zhonglou didn't expect Chen Rong's acting skills to pass the test, and he also remembered all the lines, and it was a little clear... He sighed Tone, it seems that forbearance can still pass.

Chen Rong is not a person who wants a high profile, she leaned on the reclining chair and looked at the shade of a tree not far away.

Chen Rong did not intend to hide the fact that she played a role, and she often shared some news on Weibo, which attracted the envy of many people for a while - this is probably the highest level of star chasing, right?

Chen Rong deliberately lived next door to Song Yiran, euphemistically called it convenient for communication.

In more than half a month, Chen Rong's scenes in Chang'an City Scenic Spot have also been filmed, and then she has to go to the ancient capital to continue filming. Because I have experienced the life of being a big devil before.

In the play, she is arrogant and domineering.

Song Yiran came back from the morning scene, went to Chen Rong's place to see her lying on the bed and called Yao Yan, put the food she bought on her table, and then Sit down on the sofa and read a magazine.

"The publicity of the show is not bad, and the money is spent too much. Other artists have begun to arrange the show..." Yao Yan reported on the studio.

Song Yiran was fascinated by the magazine. She didn't know when Chen Rong hung up the phone and came over. When she realized that she was already hugged by Chen Rong, she looked at her helplessly: "No Lunch? It'll be cold later."

"I'm not hungry." Chen Rong looked at Song Yiran. Today is different from the past. She is no longer the Chen Rong who let Song Yiran overwhelm her, but Chen Rong. Allow.

"What do you watch me doing?" Song Yiran put it in the magazine.

Chen Rong raised her hand to gather the broken hair on Song Yiran's forehead, kissed her on the forehead, and put one hand around her waist, "You are so beautiful."

Song Yiran thought that Chen Rong was overthinking her strength again, "Are you sure? You will be overwhelmed by me later, won't you be angry again?"

Song Yiran propped herself on the sofa, letting Chen Rong do things. After a while, his breathing became a little short. She was put down on the sofa by Chen Rong and wanted to resist, but her wrist was pressed against her head.

Chen Rong looked at Song Yiran who was blushing under her body, pursed her lips and smiled: "Look, this is called Fengshui rotation."

"You..." Song Yiran scolded her for being naive, but before she could say it, Chen Rong suppressed her words.

After a while of making out, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Rong was a little speechless, wouldn't it hurt to disturb his conscience at this time?

Song Yiran got up and buttoned up, touched her earlobe with a guilty conscience, and continued to read with the magazine.

"Hello, Sister Rong, I said I would like to thank you last time I played with you, but I have never met you." He is a handsome man who plays in the cast. Male number three. A pair of eyes are very clear, looking milky and soft. Feeling embarrassed, he stroked his hair, "Um... can I treat you to dinner?"

Song Yiran's eyes drifted over faintly.

Chen Rong stood at the door, looking at the man, he couldn't help but secretly said that this guy was a little daring, "No." After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

But the actor didn't know how he got into Chen Rong. He originally wanted to make friends, but he thought that although Chen Rong's family background is a bit temperamental, it might be useful to him, but I didn't expect it. I was turned away before I could flatter...

"Why don't you go to the show with others?" Song Yiran said lightly: "Everyone else has sent them to the door, and you are still rushing out?"

"This..." Chen Rong coughed, and his attitude was very correct: "This is really a world where people are not old, shouldn't this young man want to fight for less than 20 years? I They won't take care of him."

She said this deliberately, seeing that Song Yiran's face softened a lot, and then said: "You didn't eat lunch, did you? Now the food is cold, let's go out to eat, I don't know if I have this How would it be an honor to be with you?"

Song Yiran snorted, stood up, and picked up her bag: "I tell you, the entertainment industry is deep, don't get close to others casually."

While waiting for the dishes, Chen Rong opened her phone and saw someone in the Weibo group calling her.

She is in such a group, it's been so long, she seems to be Song Yiran's fan.

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[Yeah, and it's obviously tracking the perspective, which is too scary? ]

[Please protect us well qaq]

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Chen Rong opened the link and found that this id named Yiran ncf would post some photos of Song Yiran every day. It seemed that he was from the crew, and even Song Yiran was calling in the corner of the crew by himself. Photos, photos of entering and leaving the hotel, photos of eating on the second floor of the hotel.

This hotel is full of people from the crew, and ordinary people really can't go in casually.

This is a little scary.

Chen Rong raised her eyes and glanced at Song Yiran, remembering that in the original plot, Song Yiran seemed to have encountered something in the crew of "Feng Qi Jiuzhou", but the plot revolved around the heroine, so Not much to mention.

"What's the matter?" Song Yiran asked Chen Rong's dazed gaze.

"It's all right." Chen Rong shook his head. Don't tell Song Yiran about this kind of thing, so as not to worry her. He tapped his finger on the table a few times, and said thoughtfully, "How many days do you have to finish filming this scene?"

Song Yiran thought for a while: "Ten days."

The food was served at this time, so Chen Rong didn't say anything else and replied two words in the Weibo group chat.

[Rest assured]

She won't let messy people get close to her daughter-in-law.

"You only eat so much?" Chen Rong watched Song Yiran put down her chopsticks after eating a little, and couldn't help asking: "The recent scenes have been so hard, your body can't stand it like this of."

"It's all right." Song Yiran drank some water, which is already commonplace. "Recently, I have eaten supper with you every day, and I have gained a few pounds. I don't look so good on the mirror."

And her daily diet is very regular, so there is no problem.

Chen Rong took a bite of the cabbage, silently distressed. The daughter-in-law is already very thin, and she will lose weight... She sighed, looked at the meat on her plate, and ate it with guilt.

Zhang Jing originally thought that Chen Rong's role would be gone when he was gone, but instead he followed Song Yiran every day, just like an assistant, he not only began to doubt his own status...

To be reasonable, Chen Rong in the crew, apart from scolding Zhang Mu and Wang Zhonglou from time to time, is polite and easy to talk to others, and has business ability, not to mention Song Yiran.

No worries.

Song Yiran went to film, Chen Rong came over and patted him on the shoulder, "You see this?"

Zhang Jing took Chen Rong's cell phone in confusion, his face changed, but he was interrupted by Chen Rong when he wanted to say something.

"Pay attention to the artist's privacy and safety. She has such fans around her, so she must be on guard." Chen Rong instructed Zhang Jing, "This is a member of the crew, and he still lives in a hotel."

Zhang Jing hurriedly nodded.

Song Yiran was filming over there, Chen Rong looked at her profile, hooked the corners of her mouth, and watched intently: "For her personal safety, I decided to protect her 24 hours a day. ."

Zhang Jing: "...the feelings you said before were just foreshadowing?"