MTL - Midnight Cinderella-Chapter 3 Third night
Looking at the opposite of Feng Bing's brow, Michelle couldn't help but renew the old saying: "I think this is still better for reporting to Qin Dong."
"No." Feng Jing immediately vetoed him. He didn't want this thing to become more troublesome. "I just recently got emotionally unstable. You told Qin Fan that it will not only have no effect, but it will make me more stressed. Isn't this counterproductive?"
"But..." Michelle just hesitated to spit out the two words, and the ringing of the phone rang.
The caller shows Qin Dong.
Fengshou wanted to grab the mobile phone. Michelle took his step and took the call quickly: "Good morning, Qin Dong, what instructions?"
Feng Jing looked at him with his eyes open, and the warning was self-evident.
Michelle couldn't help but swallow, and listened to Qin Fandao on the other end of the phone: "Nothing special, is it sealed?"
"Get up, he gets up on time every day. In fact, this shot doesn't have to be so early, but he will exercise in the morning."
“Well, it’s good.” Qin Fan was very satisfied with Feng’s performance. “How is the filming work going?”
“It’s very smooth, and the director appreciates the performance of the general manager.”
"That's good. Right, Zhu Xi, acting actress, you should pay attention, don't let her go too close with Feng Jing. Feng Jing just took the film emperor, I don't want him to have any bad news. ”
"Qin Dong, don't worry, Feng always can clean himself. Zhu Xi came knocking on his door the night before, and he didn't open the door for her!"
Qin Fan laughed: "Oh, that's it, you take care of him."
"I will be Qin Dong." Michelle said, he seems to want to add something. Feng Jing saw the clue, and grabbed his mobile phone and put it in his ear: "Qin Dong, come to check the post early in the morning?"
When Qin Fan saw a change to Feng Jing, he said a few more words with him: "Yes, the Feng Ying Emperor is now our popular cash cow, and naturally we must pay attention to it all the time."
"Oh, you are too embarrassed to say it."
"No way, we have to be thick in our line."
Feng Jing: "..."
Yes, no one is there.
Hearing the voice of Qin Fan’s secretary from the end of the phone, Feng Jing took the time to hang up the phone: “Qin Dong, you are busy first, I will not bother you.” He simply cut off the call and then looked at the opposite meter. Cher.
Michelle: "..."
"Hey, Feng Zong, I just didn't intend to tell Qin Dong video, really!" Michelle said in an oath.
Feng Jing smiled and said: "That's the best. Don't worry too much. After I finished this advertisement, there is no new job for the time being. I will adjust the status during this time. I believe it will be good soon. Get up."
"Ok."
"And, the videos in the phone are all deleted."
"……Oh."
After getting Michelle, Feng Jing finally got up and went to the bathroom and began to wash. When he was sitting in the car on the set, he didn't close his eyes as usual, but took out his mobile phone and opened the webpage.
After typing "Dream yourself into a dog" in the search box, Feng Jing patiently waited for the page to jump.
The result of this keyword search is not much. He watched for a while and ordered the top Zhougong dream.
"The Lord's recent fortune is in the doldrums, and everything is unfavorable. To do things, keep your moral bottom line, be careful to smash the family reputation, and let the ancestors of the family be humiliated."
Feng Jing: "..."
It doesn't look very reliable.
Michelle saw him play the phone all the way, worried about the next shooting, but Feng Jing has always been a professional actor. When facing the camera, he put away all personal emotions and devoted himself to the role.
After finishing the day's work, Feng Jing was sitting on the big bed in the hotel room. As time went by, his sleepiness became stronger and stronger, but he could not sleep.
The first two days were when he slept in a sleepy time, doing the dream of changing the dog, so as long as he does not sleep, he can solve the problem from the root cause!
Seeing the pointer immediately points to the 12, Feng Jing feels that he should find something for himself, otherwise it is easy to fall asleep while sitting still. Then... just brush it for Weibo!
As he got up and turned on the computer, the hands of the wall clock coincided at twelve o'clock.
The scene in front suddenly flashed a bit, and Feng Jing blinked blindly - just like a blink of an eye, he appeared in the living room again.
Feng Jing: "..."
I can't relax my vigilance at all!
Feng Jing’s mood is unprecedented, why is he clearly not sleeping, or will he dream?
He squatted on the ground for a while, looked up and looked around.
Today, the living room is not turned on, black and lacquered, only some light is shining through the hallway. The sound of the keyboard tapping from time to time came from the door, presumably the woman was using a computer in the room.
The cool night wind blows into the window, and the seal looks out at the half-open window and walks toward the balcony.
The balcony was sealed with glass. There were still a few pieces of clothes hanging on the top. Feng Jing put his head in the gap between the fences and looked downstairs. The field of vision is not very high. It is estimated that this layer will look like the 7th and 8th floors. The downstairs is a residential landscape. There are water pavilions and the green area is not bad. Under the streetlight, a pair of men and women are pulling and pulling, it looks like a couple who quarrel, listen carefully and even hear their conversation.
"Lily, you listen to me..."
"Roll, I don't want to hear!"
"No..."
"Snapped!"
Feng Jing: "..."
Judging from the crispness of the sound, this slap should be quite painful.
Looking away from the little couple, he could see two tall buildings as he looked. He counted patiently with patience, a total of twenty-one. A little further away is the gate of the community. There is a road outside the gate. On the other side of the road is a river. The river flows slowly. There may be a barbecue stall by the river, and he can smell the aroma of some barbecue.
A car parked at the gate of the community, the security guard of the gate helped it open the lift bar, and the car slowly came in. The headlights swept over the grass and alerted a stray cat, squatting deeper into the ground.
The look of Feng Jing is dignified. If you dream, can you really be so fine? He built so many details in this dream?
Carefully planned community environment, small couples quarreling under the street lights, stray cats in the grass, barbecue smell in the air - all this is clearly telling him that this is not a dream, this is a reality.
He stood alone on the balcony and blew for ten minutes of cold wind, finally shaking his body back to the living room.
He is a materialist who has received science education since he was a child and has become a ridiculous thing for dogs. He would never believe it before. But now that the truth is in front of him, he can't continue to escape. He didn't know how it happened, and why it happened. Maybe he should wait until he returns to A city, and find a celestial teacher to help himself?
This idea made him somewhat self-deprecating. The kind of person who used to be the most scornful in his life may now be the only one who can save himself. To say that there is nothing to be thankful for, he found that he seems to become this dog only in the middle of the night.
According to the situation of these two days, he should all be transformed after twelve o'clock. Then he set the twelve points as the first change point. He changed back at the same time every day. His alarm clock is set at six o'clock, and this change should occur between 12 and 6 o'clock.
In order to figure out that he will change back to people at some time, Feng Jing is on the sofa and stares at the clock on the wall. When he returned to God again, the alarm clock in his ear was buzzing.
Feng Jing: "..."
He still slept last night.
He remembered that his last memory was at 3:30 in the morning, that is, he did not change until half past three.
There was a slight footstep at the door. Feng Jing saw Michelle’s expression of words and thoughts. He took his hair and walked down from the bed: “You don’t have to say it, I know, you don’t want to record video again. I saw it."
He was still lucky enough to change his body at night, but he forgot that when he became a dog, the dog would become him! So, is he swapping with the dog soul? He has seen many stories of soul exchanges in film, novels and anime works, but people are swapping with the heroine. Why is he swapping with a dog? Look down on who!
Michelle looked at his ever-changing expression, his mouth moved several times, and finally only said "good."
On the way to the studio, Feng Jing sent a message to his mother: "Good morning~ [smile]"
Queen Mother: No one tells you this smiling expression, very unfriendly [smile]
Feng Jing: ... I thought that you middle-aged people think this is the meaning of a smile.
Queen Mother: Do you feel the love of our middle-aged people? [smile][smile][smile][smile][smile]
Feng Jing: ... um, very deep
Feng Jing: I am looking for you to ask, is the Taoist who was introduced to you before, really effective?
Queen Mother: Why, you are not saying that these are feudal ruins? [smile]
Feng Jing: I think so, but I have a friend who has always said that I have encountered something dirty on the set. Let me help him ask the Taoist who has no efficacies and help him to be a martial.
Queen Mother: The person I introduced is very busy, not necessarily free, and people are heavenly masters, not Taoists [smile]
Feng Jing: "..."
There are so many people who are superstitious about "Tianshi", Feng Jing is very sad.
Queen Mother: I will send you the contact information of his secretary. You will let your friend make an appointment with the secretary.
Feng Jing:? ? ? ? ?
Feng Jing: There is a secretary? Also make an appointment?
Queen Mother: Or do you think? Twenty-first century, children [smile]
Feng Jing: Oh, ok, thank you [smile]
The author has something to say:
I saw some readers say that the female mains are very few, because this article is cut from the perspective of the male master. The early females mainly maintain mystery, so there are not many female masters in the first few chapters, and there will be more in the back!
