I Woke up and Was Pregnant - Chapter 87

Fu Jianchen shook his head, and the butler stood by his side. The Fu family fell into a familiar silence. Not long after that, the blood snaked down Fu Jianchen’s arm, and fell ticking on the floor of the living room.

After a long time, Fu Jianchen called Fu Ting: “Find someone to check what Tang Wanwan has done recently.”

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Last night, Mr. Jiang almost cried when he was in the video of Cocoa. Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu discussed and decided to take Coco back to Jiang’s house for a period of time.

Fu Zhen poked Coco in the face, and while changing her diaper, he told her, “I will go to see Grandpa and the others tomorrow. You have to be more obedient.”

Cocoa didn’t understand, but blinked his big blue eyes and looked at the bell on the shaker, grinning nonstop.

“What are you laughing at?” Fu Zhen also laughed, and after changing the diaper, he asked Jiang Hengshu with his head sideways.

Jiang Hengshu couldn’t answer Fu Zhen’s question. He suggested to Fu Zhen, “Why don’t I hang some bells on your bed and feel it?”

Fu Zhen imagined the scene, shook his head and said, “Then the bed moved and the bell moved. Everyone knows what we are doing. I guess I will cry.”

Jiang Hengshu chuckled lightly, raised his hand and touched Fu Zhen’s head.

On the second day, Jiang Hengshu first took Fu Zhen and took the cocoa to Jiang’s house, then Fu Zhen to the crew, and finally drove to the company.

Fu Zhen deliberately drove to the crew by himself, but Jiang Hengshu refused Fu Zhen: “Forget it, there are too many cars in the morning rush hour, and your legs have not recovered well. I have nothing to do. It is also on the way to see you.”

Fu Zhen didn’t think that Jiang Hengshu’s trip around Pinghai every day to send himself to the crew was considered a way.

Before Fu Zhen got off the car, Jiang Hengshu told him: “Don’t be too tired working on the crew. If you feel uncomfortable, take a break.”

Fu Zhen nodded, unfastened his seat belt and moved to Jiang Hengshu’s side, pecked on his face, “I’m leaving”, and then got out of the car and entered the crew.

Fu Zhen and his crew are not the only ones who are filming here. They seem to be shooting a war movie next door, and they can often hear the rumble of guns and guns. Fu Zhen and the others have to give up on-site radio.

Chen Meng dressed like a little beggar sitting on the ground, and in front of her there was a cracked old porcelain bowl. She raised her head and looked at the blue sky. Her gray eyes were confused, as if she had passed through at a certain moment. Time and space, returning to another starting point, her ears were surrounded by the humble begging sounds of other beggars, like the buzzing of flies, endless.

“Please have mercy on me, I have not eaten for a long time.”

“Give some money, give some money…”

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A long shadow fell on Chen Meng’s body. She raised her head to look at the person who came. This was a man of about 30 years old with a cold face and a calm expression. He stood in front of her, looking down at her. After a long time, he stretched out his hand to himself.

“Come with me,” the man said.

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“You are doing better than two years ago.” After this shot was taken, a somewhat old voice rang in Fu Zhen’s ears. Turning his head to see, an old man of about 60 years old was standing. Next to him, wearing a pair of reading glasses and a tunic suit, the buttons were meticulously buttoned to the top.

Fu Zhen was taken aback. The old man in front of him was no ordinary person. His name was Jiang Li. He was a well-known film and TV director. He had filmed “Thirteen Years of the Founding of the People’s Republic of China” with a score of 9.6 on Douban and 9:30. “The Great Tang”, can be regarded as a national treasure director.

Fu Zhen quickly stood up and asked Jiang Li: “Mr. Jiang, why are you here? You sit and you sit.”

“I’m filming next door,” Jiang Li smiled at him, sat down, and explained to Fu Zhen, “I heard that you are here, I will come and see you, you don’t have to be restrained, just sit down.”

Jiang Li is a good friend of Fu Zhen’s teacher. When Fu Zhen was still in school, his teacher often told Jiang Li that this child was very talented and cultivated well. The future is limitless, but unfortunately, there is such a difference. In the past two years, Jiang Li didn’t know why, and he couldn’t remember the little apprentice his old friend was thinking of.

He was always ashamed of his dead old friends and Fu Zhen at certain times.

During this time, Jiang Li was making a military film on the crew next door. When the actors from the crew mentioned that Fu Zhen was also nearby, they moved to see his thoughts.

He came here quietly, and the other staff on the “White Castle” crew also knew him, so they didn’t stop him. He was very pleased to watch him direct a play by Fu Zhen just now.

Jiang Li asked Fu Zhen: “Can I read the script?”

“Of course,” Fu Zhen hurriedly found out the script and handed it to Director Jiang Li. Whether the script is good or not, you will know if you look at a dozen pages, but Jiang Li put it in at a glance. get in a word.

Fu Zhen guessed that it would take a while before he finished watching, so he continued to direct the next scene. After a long period of time, the crew from the next room came to look for Jiang Li to go back, and Jiang Li returned to his spirit from the script.

He took a long breath, raised his head and asked Fu Zhen: “Who wrote this script?”

Fu Zhen replied: “It was adapted with the same name of Teacher Luo Pingping, and the script was adapted by Teacher Luo Pingping for me.”

“Luo Pingping,” Jiang Li raised his hand and patted Fu Zhen’s shoulder twice, encouraging him to say, “Come well, I’m waiting for the box office of this movie to explode.”

“Thank you Teacher Jiang.”

Jiang Li said with a smile: “Our two films may be released at the same time. If you know that you young people have such ideas, I will stagger your schedule.”

“Mr. Jiang said and laughed. Jiang is still old and hot. It should be because I am worried that I will run into you.

“You are a pun,” Director Jiang Li laughed haha. After a while, he put the smile on his face and said to Fu Zhen, “Your teacher will definitely be pleased for you.”

Fu Zhen was silent. His teacher died of cancer two years ago. For various reasons, he could not even see the last time.

The staff of the crew next door urged Jiang Li to go back quickly. Jiang Li waved his hand to let the other party wait for a while. He whispered to Fu Zhen: “I heard that the heroine of your play is Gao Tian?”

Fu Zhen smiled and shook his head: “No, the heroine is on the court now.”

Jiang Li glanced at Chen Meng who was still sitting on the ground, nodded, and praised: “The little girl is very aura! How old is this year?”

“Sixteen years old, still in sophomore year.”

“Yes, yes, the little girl has a lot to do in the future!” Director Jiang Li’s eyes fell on He Ming. Although Chen Meng is very aura, she is not as comfortable as this powerful actor, Jiang Li asked curiously Said, “Who is playing with her? How come I feel a little familiar.”

“It’s Mr. He Ming.”

“He Ming?” Director Jiang Li was taken aback. “That chubby He Ming.”

Fu Zhen nodded: “It’s Teacher He.”

Director Jiang Li nodded, saying: “Okay, okay.”

Soon after, Director Jiang Li left with the staff. The staff asked Director Jiang Li with some curiosity: “What do you think of this movie, Director Fu?”

“Wait and see, this year’s dark horse is probably him.”

“Why did Director Jiang give such an evaluation?” The staff was a little puzzled.

“The script is good, the actors pass, and the director is good. Isn’t it normal for this movie to be a dark horse?”

The staff slandered, let Gao Tian be the heroine and ask the actor to pass the test. Is it possible that Director Jiang was lowered by something today.

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After Fu Zhen re-shooted the previous shots, he looked up and found that Jiang Hengshu didn’t know when he came to his side. He quickly lowered his head and glanced at the time. It was not eight hours.

He sighed, “Why are you here?”

Jiang Hengshu sat down beside Fu Zhen: “I got off work earlier today, come and see you.”

The other staff and actors in the crew were also surprised to see Jiang Hengshu appearing here. Although they read the Internet and said that Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen might have a good relationship, they didn’t expect to be so good that they would be fine after work. Home to accompany his wife, but the crew came to accompany Fu Zhen. What is the reason? Is it true that women are like clothes and brothers are like brothers?

The paparazzi followed Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu for many days, and finally they took two pictures of the same frame. This time there was news from Tang Wanwan. The paparazzi did not hesitate to take a special quote. The eye-catching title, Jiang Hengshu private meeting lover, it turned out to be him!

However, the reaction of netizens was very cold. Originally thought that Jiang Hengshu had derailed, the result was that Jiang Hengshu went to the crew to visit the cast.

What happened to people going to the crew to visit a class? From that day Jiang Hengshu went to Hexi Entertainment to pick up Fu Zhen, these two people should be friends, and Jiang Hengshu is also very likely to be an investor in Fu Zhen’s play. This is a normal thing. Why is it so disgusting to say it from the paparazzi?

When Lin Bing’er visited Wang Xichen last year, you didn’t say that they were against Lily? How come it is the turn of two men to start double labeling?

Netizens were filled with indignation. The more and more scolded the paparazzi’s Weibo, the more unpleasant it became. The paparazzi had no choice but to edit the Weibo in a desperate manner to become the white castle crew of Jiang Hengshu’s investigative team.

But because of this incident, Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu also gave birth to a few CP fans, but because Jiang Hengshu already has a lover, they are all secretly cute, and they built a small group privately and wrote a fan Text, p pictures or something.

Tang Wanwan took a flight to a foreign country in a gloomy morning. As soon as she left the country, netizens seemed to recover from the magic of witches, waving their keyboards and complaining about Hollywood blindness.