On the set in Yunnan.
The breeze was gentle,
The fragrance of flowers, and the hubbub of voices of the crew did not seem noisy in this environment. Instead, it was a warm and lively atmosphere.
Gu Ting sat in the middle of this lively atmosphere, alone and cold.
However, his heart was definitely not as calm as he appeared to be.
It had been ten minutes since he followed the Ai Ci.
He did not expect that after posting on Weibo, he still could not calm down to read the script.
Gu Ting looked at the schedule for today. It was still early for his next scene,
He immediately stood up,
He planned to walk around the set to relax.
His long legs wrapped under his military uniform followed his footsteps,
Showing the curve of a healthy body.
He gradually walked out of the most lively central area of the set and arrived at the much quieter outer area,
There were only some staff members hurrying back and forth.
Other than that,
There was also an osmanthus tree.
"Wow, Prince Charming!" Wingl was suddenly excited.
Although she had been on set for several days,
She had very little interaction with Gu Ting,
In addition, whenever she acted with Gu Ting, she always had NGs,
She was too embarrassed to strike up a conversation with Gu Ting outside of the scene.
Wingl excitedly pinched Tian Qi's arm and shook it,
She stared at Gu Ting without blinking and whispered, "Prince Charming is walking over! Look quickly.
Is he walking towards us?! "
In contrast,
Tian Qi and Gu Ting had interacted more,
He was originally very calm, but when he saw Gu Ting's leisurely stroll, he was inexplicably nervous. He immediately pinched Wingl's arm back, "What's going on? Ting Ge has never been here before? "
"Hiss — Tian Qi! Don't pinch so hard! I'm a delicate girl! "Wingl cried.
"Hiss — delicate girl, sister,
Then can you pinch me a little more gently? "
"..."
On this side, the two people were still pinching each other, not to be outdone,
Gu Ting had already walked around the osmanthus tree where Ai Ci often sat as if nothing had happened.
Wingl and Tian Qi had no time to stare at him.
Gu Ting's ears were filled with the sound of the two people's noisy voices.
Wingl said darkly, "Tian Qi, if you don't let go, do you believe that I will make ten conic curves for you?"
Sure enough, Tian Qi was shocked when he saw the big move. He was completely defeated. "You, you, you can't abuse children! Okay, okay, okay, I'll let go, I'll let go, but you have to let go quickly too, it's really painful … "
Gu Ting, who had heard the entire conversation, was speechless.
Even someone as cold as Gu Ting suddenly felt a little interesting. It turned out that the Ai Ci spent time with such people every day.
He felt a sudden pang in his heart: he could never be as interesting as the two of them.
"Where is the Ai Ci?" Gu Ting suddenly asked.
Tian Qi and Wingl were still rubbing their arms angrily, and they didn't have time to be excited when Gu Ting took the initiative to talk to them.
Tian Qi replied while rubbing her arms, "Master went to the bathroom."
"She seems to have been gone for a long time. Should I go and see if anything happened? "Wingl suddenly realized that the Ai Ci had been gone for half an hour.
"Hey, wait a minute, Ci Ci sent me a WeChat message …" Wingl suddenly felt the phone vibrate, and immediately took it out. "Oh, she had a headache and went back to the hotel first."
Wingl frowned and said worriedly, "The Ai Ci is so healthy. She used to be alive and kicking after drinking a table of iced Coke. Why did she suddenly have a headache? Do you think she was hurt by the words of those netizens? "
Tian Qi thought, "I don't think so, judging from my master's appearance."
But he already knew that Wingl was definitely the number one die-hard fan of the Ai Ci. If he said so directly, he would be criticized for not caring about his master. He thought for a while and said,
"This is something that will always happen when you enter the entertainment industry. Sister, it will be the same when you debut. You have to go through this experience to really grow up in this industry."
Tian Qi then used himself as an example. "Ever since I was young, there have been more and more people saying that I'm becoming more and more disabled. Marketing accounts have nothing better to do every day, and they're always talking about 'those disabled child stars'. Didn't I also persevere through it? Some people even made fun of my grades every day … "
"How can you be the same as Ci Ci when you are so thick-skinned? And … "Wingl looked at him and said," They said you were telling the truth, but those who said Ci Ci were just making wild guesses! "
Tian Qi thought, "… Oh, I am really a little disciple who was picked up."
While the two of them were arguing again, Gu Ting had already left.
The set runner came to him and said, "Ting Ge, it's almost time for your scene. You should go and get ready."
"Okay."
This scene was shot until it was dark. Gu Ting finally found a break and took out his phone to make a call.
…
Gu Mansion.
It was a classical garden-style building located in the suburbs of Beijing.
Zhang Tianming led the Ai Ci out of the car and walked inside. Along the way, there were cornices, galleries, pavilions, rockeries, and a stream running through the whole place. When they reached the main hall, they could see through the window that there was a large bamboo sea behind the house. In the autumn wind of Beijing, there were continuous green waves.
In modern society, the Ai Ci rarely saw people living in this kind of house.
But the feng shui was very good. Rich people were actually very particular about feng shui.
An old man with a head full of silver hair sat on the sofa with a solemn expression and a dignified aura. His back was very straight, and his pair of old eyes that had experienced the vicissitudes of life were sharp and shrewd, but his wrinkled face revealed a bit of mental exhaustion.
"Old Master Gu, this is the master I introduced to you." Zhang Tianming brought the Ai Ci to him and said respectfully.
"Tianming, sorry to trouble you to make this trip." Although Old Master Gu's expression was not good, his voice was loud and clear. His gaze fell on the Ai Ci. Although Zhang Tianming had already told him the master's age in advance, Old Master Gu was still shocked by the Ai Ci's young age and stunning appearance.
But the shock only lasted for a moment. In his life, Old Master Gu had experienced the flames of war, the turmoil of a country, the rise of a big country, and the prosperity of a prosperous country. He had seen great talents mature late, and he had also seen young geniuses. He had long known that the ability to judge a person based on age and appearance was not reliable.
But just because he did not underestimate the Ai Ci, it did not mean that he did not need to test the Ai Ci's abilities.
"Master, Tianming, please have a seat." Old Master Gu said. After the two of them were seated, he said in a low voice, "Since the master's abilities are not small, you should know the reason for my request today."
Those who made a living in metaphysics had to show off their skills before accepting an order to reassure the client. This was an unspoken rule in the industry.
Therefore, the Ai Ci had already prepared herself and said calmly, "You're asking for a dream, am I right?"
Old Master Gu stared at the Ai Ci's eyes, and his pupils constricted. "Why are you asking for a dream?"
The Ai Ci said, "For a family member."
Old Master Gu finally revealed a smile. "The master is indeed extraordinary."
He then said to Zhang Tianming, "Tianming, thank you so much this time. It's almost time for dinner. If you're hungry, I'll ask Xiao He to bring you to the dining room first."
What he meant was that he wanted to talk to the Ai Ci alone.
Zhang Tianming did not dare to stay and pry into the Gu family's affairs. He immediately said, "No need, no need. My son is coming home today, so I'll go back first."
"Alright. Xiao He, see them out." Old Master Gu ordered the young man who had been standing behind him, unmoving like a mountain.
After Xiao He and Zhang Tianming had walked away, Old Master Gu began to talk to the Ai Ci about a dream that he had been having recently.
"… It's like this. My grandson, Gu Ting, is always enveloped by a black fog in his dreams. In the end, he falls to the ground … I've had this dream three times this month. My daughter doesn't believe in these things, so she's only found me one doctor after another. But I feel that something is not right. The feeling in the dream is too real …"
The Ai Ci fell into deep thought. Old Master Gu was just an ordinary person. Logically speaking, he should not be able to sense things like luck. Why would he suddenly have this kind of dream?
"Old Gu! Look at what I found this time! "She was still thinking when a vigorous voice suddenly came from the door.
A hale and hearty old man stepped through the door with nimble legs. "You have a guest here? And it's a young lady. Are you finally thinking of setting up a blind date for your grandson? This child looks like she's only 20 years old. Your grandson, Gu Ting, is already 28. "
Old Master Gu was a little helpless. "Old Jiang, I'm not setting up a blind date for Gu Ting. This is just a young friend of mine." Old Master Jiang and he had been good friends for decades. He had always been unimpeded in the Gu family, so no one had informed him that he was coming in this time.
Old Master Jiang was present, so he could not continue the conversation with the Ai Ci. He could only ask first, "What did you say you found?"
"Look at this, a bronze sword from the Qin Dynasty!" Old Master Jiang placed a package on the table and opened it with a clang.
Old Master Gu put on his reading glasses and looked at it for a while. He asked, "This engraved on the sword is —"
"It's Dong Ochre," Old Master Jiang replied. "It's the name of this sword. Dong Ochre was the sword of the famous hero of the Qin Dynasty, Rong Yao. Look at this material, this pattern …"
After listening for a while, the Ai Ci could not help but say, "This is a fake."
Old Master Jiang and Old Master Gu both looked up at her.
Old Master Jiang immediately blew his beard and glared at her. "How can you tell? You can't talk nonsense without evidence! "
The Ai Ci thought about how to convert her reason into something that humans could digest.
First of all, the real Dong Ochre was lying in her old house.
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