Chapter 2015

Zhou Ping held Qin Zheng's hand and felt as if she was holding an ice cube. She felt extremely distressed.

She watched Qin Zheng filming a few days ago. The weather was good, and most of them were literary plays. But today's scene finally made Zhou Ping see for the first time how difficult filming is.

Zhou Ping said: "After you return to the hotel, you should take a hot bath first to avoid catching a cold. It's such a cold day, and you're wearing such thin clothes and filming in the rain for such a long time. The director is really cruel and won't let you rest." For a moment?”

Qin Zheng took the opportunity to complain: "He didn't let me rest. He was afraid that taking a rest would affect my condition. It was raining today and I hung under the pressure for half an hour. I was going to freeze to death..."

Qin Zheng is still a little trembling when he speaks now. Although he is a young man with strong firepower, he really can't stand such a torment.

After all, it's already December. Although it's the south, but... isn't there winter in the south?

Zhou Ping frowned: "How could this be possible? I'll go find the director later..."

For the first time, Zhou Ping wanted to vent her anger on her son.

Xu's father sighed: "It's true that no profession is easy, not easy. However, Xiaozheng, I think the path your mother chose for you... is still the right one. You are very suitable for filming."

Xu Mu said it very seriously. He had just watched Qin Zheng filming, and he really felt that this child was very malleable in his bones.

Qin Zheng was a little shy, "Well, my mother helped me choose it. I haven't missed it since I was a child..."

Xu's mother asked: "Hey, Xiaozheng, where is Xu Mu, aren't you with me today?"

Qin Zheng said: "He is in another group. He was shot separately today. It is probably not much easier than me."

Qin Zheng was a little gloating...

Zhou Ping took a look at the time and saw that it was getting late. It was estimated that Xu Mu was almost done with work.

But now she had no time to wait for him, "Oh, ignore him, go back first..."

Wen Xiaoyun walked silently at the end, lowering her head and looking at the wet ground.

Many unfamiliar words flashed through her mind, as if she was looking through the correct answers during an exam...

She squeezed her bag tightly, no matter who the person she met today was, as long as he could help her deal with Zhou Ping, she would believe it.

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Back at the hotel, Qin Zheng took a comfortable bath. When she came out, there was already ginger tea on the table.

Zhou Ping waved to him: "Come here and drink the ginger tea quickly."

Qin Zheng walked over, picked it up, and curled her lips in disgust: "Eh... it smells bad, Mom, can I not drink it?"

Zhou Ping smiled: "What do you mean, son?"

Qin Zheng pouted: "Okay, just drink..."

The ginger tea was very hot, so Zhou Ping called the hotel to ask for help in making it.

Qin Zheng drank in small sips, and Zhou Ping saw the wet hair on his head. She got up and went into the bathroom, took out a dry towel, and wiped Qin Zheng's hair not very gently.

Qin Zheng felt flattered. He turned his head suddenly and asked very seriously: "No, Ms. Zhou Ping... why are you so gentle today? Tell me, have you done anything to feel sorry for me?"

When Zhou Ping heard this, she slapped Qin Zheng on the forehead: "Damn boy, I'll hit you..."

Qin Zheng covered her forehead, "There must be something you dare not tell me. Tell me, have you done anything to feel sorry for me?"

Zhou Ping angrily stretched out her hand to pinch Qin Zheng's face: "What are you talking about?"

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