coobybook Chapter 864 What is Mr. Jing singing?
Chapter 864 What is Mr. Jing singing?
The village deep in the mountains exudes a wild and rough air. A few faded apricot-yellow flags are planted on the rammed earth walls of the courtyard, rustling in the wind.
In the yard, a group of bandits gathered around a few low tables. They were all unremarkable, with shiny, greasy bellies exposed.
Holding a large coarse porcelain bowl in his hand, he tilted his head back to drink the strong liquor, and stuffed his mouth with large pieces of braised meat.
The mouths were full of oil while they chewed. The sounds of shouting and finger-guessing games mixed together, revealing a kind of reckless happiness.
The inner room was completely different. It was dimly lit, and a large bed covered with a whole black wolf skin took up most of the space.
Gu Ze was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, his black hair was loosely tied behind his head, revealing his smooth forehead. Even when he was asleep, it was difficult to conceal his romantic and dashing demeanor.
But at this moment, his face was pale, a sharp arrow was stuck in his chest, and dark red blood soaked through his clothes.
It meandered down along his collar, and even a shallow scratch on his cheek made him look even more pitiful.
A girl wearing coarse cloth shorts with trouser legs tied with straps, swinging a shiny horse whip in her hand, one foot on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look at the sleeping man closely.
She had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and an undisguised heroic spirit between her eyebrows. She muttered in a low voice:
"This pretty boy has a handsome appearance and doesn't look weak either. It wouldn't be a loss for him to stay and guard the stronghold for me."
Gu Ze's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. As soon as his sight focused, he saw a face that was very close to him.
His heart tightened, and he subconsciously tried to sit up. The arrow wound on his chest was suddenly pulled, and a sharp pain suddenly hit him.
His face twisted in pain, he groaned, and fell heavily back onto the bed, with fine cold sweat instantly oozing out of his forehead.
Seeing this, the girl gently nudged his shoulder with the handle of the whip in her hand and asked in a rude tone:
"Hey, you don't dress like a mountain dweller, nor like an ordinary merchant. What powerful person did you offend? Why are you being chased by someone who wants to kill you?"
Gu Ze gritted his teeth and tried to struggle to get up, but the girl suddenly leaned over and put her hands on his shoulders.
He pressed forward, his eyes glaring, and he scolded, "Hey, you're quite tough? Even in my territory, Yang Tianjiao, no one dares to show off to me. Are you tired of living?"
Gu Ze turned his head away, avoiding her gaze, and said stubbornly, "If you want to kill me, do it quickly. Thank you!"
"Hehe, you want to die? It's not that easy." Yang Tianjiao raised the corner of his lips and showed a playful smile.
"I, Yang Tianjiao, haven't had enough fun yet." She said, pinching Gu Ze's chin and forcing him to look up.
With her other hand, she picked up a bowl of black medicine on the bedside table and poured it into his mouth without saying a word.
The bitter medicine choked Gu Ze and made him cough repeatedly. After a while, he felt numb all over, his limbs became uncontrollable as if they were filled with lead, and even moving his fingers was extremely difficult.
He glared at Yang Tianjiao with angry eyes and asked angrily, "What did you give me to drink?"
Hahaha... "The medicine has been poured into your body. You will slowly know what effect it has!" Yang Tianjiao kept it in suspense.
He watched Yang Tianjiao's face with a sly smirk, slowly approaching him, his heart tightening, and he asked in a trembling voice:
"You...what are you doing? Don't come over here! I am the virtuous king Xiao Heng. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will immediately give the order and lead my troops to flatten your broken stronghold!"
"Wise King?" Yang Tianjiao laughed even more happily, as if he had heard a joke. "Well, I want to see which is faster, your soldiers or the sword in my hand."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled out a dagger from her waist, and with a flash of cold light, she stabbed it straight into the wound around the arrowhead on Gu Ze's chest!
The virtuous King Xiao Heng, played by Gu Ze, trembled violently with pain, his lips quivered, his eyes filled with pain and despair, and he looked like he had lost all desire to live.
Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his temples and splashed onto the pillow. Even one side of his cheek was stained with blood.
Yang Tianjiao showed a cruel smile on his face. He suddenly grabbed the arrow with his left hand, twisted his wrist hard, and pulled it out!
"Ugh--" Xiao Heng let out a suppressed cry of pain. As the arrow was pulled out, a stream of blood gushed out. His eyes went black and he fainted completely.
Yang Tianjiao extended his tongue and licked the blood on the tip of the arrow. He raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of sarcasm:
"You can't even handle such a minor injury, and yet you still dare to call yourself a wise king? I think you're an imposter."
She threw the arrow back casually, and it landed on the ground with a clang. She turned around and strode out of the camera range.
"Cut! Good!" Director Liang's voice rang out on the set. "This shot is done. Everyone, take a ten-minute break and get ready for the next shot."
In the corner of the set, Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi stood silently with gloomy faces.
Seeing Director Liang stand up and prepare to rest, Teng Zijing spoke slowly, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "You are indeed a big star. Your acting skills are really first-class."
Director Liang looked back and saw that it was Teng Zijing approaching. He immediately put on a flattering smile on his face: "Master Jing?
"How did you find time to come to the set? Please take a seat, please take a seat!" he said, while asking his assistant to move a chair.
"No need." Teng Zijing waved his hand, his eyes sweeping across the set, "I just came over on a whim to visit.
Gu Ze's acting in that scene just now was really good. How long will it take for this film to be completed?"
Director Liang quickly explained: "Originally, the copycat scene should have been finished last week, but the scaffolding we built two weeks ago wasn't properly fixed.
The steel wire rope securing the scaffolding broke, causing it to fall over and hit Gu Ze. His scenes were delayed, and he'll probably have to make up for it for another three days."
"Injured?" Teng Zijing frowned sharply, his tone instantly cold. "Where was he hurt? Such a serious incident, why didn't anyone report it to me?"
"It's not a big deal," Director Liang waved his hands quickly, "It's just that the shelf is upside down.
It was caught by a large rock nearby. The disconnected connector scratched my arm, causing some bleeding. It should heal in a few days."
Teng Zijing's thoughts suddenly drifted back to a few days ago when he and Jiang Chengyu were investigating projects in the Haikou area and heard Jiang Chengyu say:
Gu Ze had a bout of depression and injured himself. That night, Deng Zhouyi went to visit Gu Ze at his apartment, carrying the few remaining sea fish in the bucket.
After dinner, Jiang Shuo sat on the sofa, holding iodine and gauze, and changed Gu Ze's dressing in a very professional manner.
At that time, Gu Ze asked cautiously, "Jiang Shuo, your little daddy left here in a hurry that day. He wasn't angry with me, right?"
Jiang Shuo blinked and asked back, "Why is he angry with you?"
Gu Ze's smile was a little unnatural at the time, his eyes dodging, and he said guiltily: "It's nothing, as long as you're not angry."
Thinking of this, Teng Zijing couldn't help but feel surprised: Jiang Chengyu had clearly said before that Gu Ze's arm was accidentally injured when he was ill. Who is lying?
Director Liang saw him staring at the ground in a daze and asked cautiously, "Master Jing, do you have any other instructions?"
Teng Zijing came back to his senses, waved his hand, and his tone returned to calm: "It's okay, I'll go see Gu Ze." Director Liang looked at his back and hurriedly followed him.
At this time, Gu Ze had just been helped by his assistant to a rest bench. Feng Tao was holding a thick fur coat and putting it on him. He then took out a wet wipe and carefully wiped the blood stains on his cheek.
Seeing Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi approaching, Gu Ze's eyes instantly flashed with fear. He quickly struggled to get up, and said in a panic: "Master Jing, why are you here?"
Teng Zijing had a smile on his face, but that smile did not reach his eyes, which made Gu Ze, who was already feeling guilty, feel even more uncomfortable and he didn't know where to put his hands.
"I heard that you were injured by a shelf on the set, so I came over to see where you were injured." Teng Zijing's tone did not reveal his emotions, but his eyes fell on Gu Ze's right arm.
Gu Ze subconsciously hugged his arms tightly and forced a stiff smile on his face: "It's much better now, just a few minor injuries, nothing serious."
"Oh?" Teng Zijing said in a long tone, looking at him with a smile, "But I heard from Mr. Jiang that you accidentally injured your arm when you were sick.
I was thinking that you must have been extremely busy filming during this period, which may have triggered your illness, so I specifically asked Assistant Deng to give you a red envelope as compensation..."
Before Teng Zijing could finish his words, Gu Ze collapsed to the ground with a plop.
His face was pale, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Master Jing! I didn't mean to lie!
It's just...it's just that Cheng Yu just woke up not long ago and he started working without caring about anything else, forgetting to eat and sleep.
As a friend, I was really worried that he wouldn't be able to hold on, so I came up with this idea, hoping he could go home and have a good meal and rest."
After hearing this reason, Teng Zijing was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud. His laughter was so meaningful, and then he stretched out his hand to help him.
Gu Ze looked at the hand he extended, feeling uneasy. A few days ago in the apartment, he wanted to give Jiang Chengyu a surprise hug.
As a result, when he heard Jiang Shuo's voice outside the door, he didn't think much about it and thought that Jiang Chengyu and Jiang Shuo, father and son, had arrived at the door.
He actually hugged Teng Zijing. The look in Teng Zijing's eyes at that time still makes him shudder with fear when he thinks about it.
His eyes flickered a few times, and he hesitantly stretched out his hand and placed it in Teng Zijing's palm. Teng Zijing exerted a little force and pulled him up.
"Thank you, Mr. Jing." Gu Ze lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.
Teng Zijing patted his shoulder, and with a hint of teasing in his tone, he praised:
“As expected of a big star, his acting skills are solid and perfect, almost flawless.
"Work hard. I, Teng Zijing, have always been clear about rewards and punishments, and I will not mistreat those who work hard." After saying this, he turned around and strode off the set with Deng Zhouyi.
Feng Tao then dared to step forward and muttered in surprise, "What is this, Master Jing?
He never visits the set, so why did he suddenly come to this mountain valley today? "
Director Liang said with a triumphant smile, "Isn't it because I know that Boss Gu has made great contributions, so I came here to show my concern?"
Gu Ze was still frightened. Looking at Teng Zijing's receding back, he breathed a long sigh of relief, his back already soaked with cold sweat.