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Chapter 842

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The ancients were right about fire, theft and scumbags.

Qin Guan had already finished half of the story, so the next one had nothing to do with him.

The addition of Huang Qiusheng and Chen Chong showed Qin Guan what Jiang Wen's storytelling technique was.

The inexplicable plot, the inexplicable camera angle, the unexpected twist of events, and the mysterious analysis of the characters all made the next story feel oppressive for no reason.

If Qin Guan's tragedy was a romantic epic, then the story of Chen Chong, Jiang Wen and Huang Qiusheng was a twisted story under the pressure of the times.

Qin Guan, who was watching from the sidelines, felt very depressed.

Qin Guan was good at making fun of himself, so it was time for him to clear his mind.

The local specialties from Yunnan should have arrived in the capital by now. According to their last correspondence, she had reached the final stage of the design draft.

It was said that if their work went well, Cong Nianwei would lead an independent team to renovate the small gymnasium.

The two of them had adapted to the fast-paced life in the metropolis. Thanks to the convenient communication method, they could contact each other at any time, even though they were thousands of miles apart.

When would he be able to win her heart though? Suddenly, a gentle bump pulled him back to reality.

It was Kong Wei who had bumped into him. She was Jiang Wen's wife. They had been exiled to the village together, so Qin Guan should call her aunt.

Fate was unfair.

Zhou Yun had played Qin Guan's mother in 1981, and Kong Wei had played Qin Guan's aunt in 1978.

She had married Jiang Wen, who was born in the 1960s.

Therefore, she had to chat with Qin Guan, who was about the same age as her.

However, Kong Wei, who was naturally seductive, rarely took the initiative to talk to an actor, but the other party actually played with her mind, which made her lose face.

Wang Liying, who didn't want her artist to get into trouble, quickly grabbed Kong Wei's assistant to ease the atmosphere and change the topic.

However, Kong Wei insisted on getting to the bottom of it. "Qin Guan, what are you thinking about? I'm greeting you! '

Of course, Qin Guan would never say that he missed his wife. He looked very serious as he pointed at the last scene of Huang Qiusheng hanging himself. "I was wondering what kind of environment could force a rehabilitated teacher to commit suicide."

'Logically speaking, a person should be in the best state of mind and body after washing away their grievances, but for a person with a strong sense of self-esteem, the moment of washing away their grievances is the time when they are free without any worries.'

'Because he no longer needs to leave with the burden of sin, and those who have lost their self-esteem no longer have any value in living.'

Kong Wei was no longer dissatisfied by Qin Guan's analysis. Her eyes were filled with admiration. She agreed with Qin Guan's in-depth analysis of the plot.

Qin Guan is so good! This is the man I'm going to be acting with!

Kong Wei was lost in her own fantasy. When Qin Guan came back to his senses, he secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead.

That was close! I'm getting better and better at lying. I can fool other girls, but I can't fool Cong Nianwei.

That's because the real Qin Guan is not the real Qin Guan!

Huang Qiusheng and Chen Chong's story ended very quickly. The two veteran actors didn't even have time to get to know the rest of the cast before they hurriedly left the set where filming had ended.

Qin Guan, who was lying on the sidelines and preparing to steal the book, felt disappointed, but the next scene washed away his disappointment.

The day Qin Guan's mother jumped into the river, Jiang Wen and Kong Wei, who had been exiled to the village, came to help.

They had witnessed Qin Guan's tragedy with their own eyes. The young boy had suppressed his grief and fulfilled his duty as the village captain.

He arranged jobs for them and prepared a place for them to live. In this unfamiliar village, the young shoulders made people feel at ease.

Kong Wei, a woman who belonged to a big city, had brought an indescribable restlessness to this small mountain village.

She was like a ripe peach, hanging on a branch that could no longer bear her, on the verge of collapsing.

Her alluring sweet scent also changed the tranquil atmosphere of the small mountain village.

Qin Guan and Kong Wei were alone in the scene. Although there was a young actor standing beside them, they could still feel Kong Wei's sexiness through the lens.

The houses in the dense forest, in the white mist rising from the mountain, were ethereal and did not seem to be in the mortal world.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do, but at the same time, Kong Wei knew how to find joy in bitterness. She was still wearing a decent shirt, and her hair was coiled up in the most graceful bun. She used her fingers that were like magnolia to feed the free-range chickens in the courtyard.

This was the most ordinary work of a peasant woman, but she did it with a charming charm and was extremely beautiful.

The camera on the hillside recorded the first scene between Qin Guan and Kong Wei.

One of them was in the courtyard, while the other was on the path. They were looking at each other from afar.

"Auntie, she wants to ask you something." Qin Guan was standing on the hillside in his white shirt and pants. He was the first to speak to Kong Wei.

Kong Wei looked around suspiciously. There was no trace of anyone else except for Qin Guan.

The tall Qin Guan smiled and took a step sideways. Behind him, there was a little girl, who was completely hidden by his tall figure.

Qin Guan was the only young man in the village who could speak Mandarin, so Kong Wei had to rely on Qin Guan's translation.

The girl whispered in Qin Guan's ear, and Qin Guan translated for Kong Wei, "She said that she was attracted to you the first time she saw you. She likes your appearance."

Men could never understand that his praise for a woman was nothing compared to the sincere praise of another woman. The joy in his heart couldn't be replaced by any other words.

Therefore, when Kong Wei heard the little girl's praise, even though she was just a little girl, he still smiled.

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