The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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When the man took off his black armor, not only was his body soaked with sweat, but some of his joints were even rubbed to the point of bleeding. Why do you have to be so hard on your body for her?" Duan Qianchuan's eyes were indifferent, "I'm just giving Shu Wenhao some face." "Shu Wenhao? Duan Qianchuan pulled Ning Ruoqing up and said, "I never thought you would be such a coward!" Ning Ruoqing raised her eyes, glanced at Duan Qianchuan, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Do you think I want to c...
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Duan Qianchuan's scene finally finished after two hours of filming.
When the man took off his black armor, not only was his body soaked with sweat, but some of his joints were even rubbed to the point of bleeding.
Zhan Peng looked at the “hissing” sound and sucked in a breath of cold air.
His eyes were red, "Do you have to be so hard on yourself? If you don't want to tell that ancestor a story, just say it!"
As he spoke, he unscrewed the cap of the hydrogen peroxide bottle and soaked a cotton swab in it.
"Everyone in the crew knows about this little ancestor's deeds. Why do you have to be so hard on your body for her?"
Duan Qianchuan's eyes were indifferent, "I'm just giving Shu Wenhao some face."
"Shu Wenhao? Tsk..."
Zhan Peng was about to express his disdain, but when he saw Duan Qianchuan's calm eyes, he suddenly lost his voice.
"Are you so optimistic about Shu Wenhao?"
Duan Qianchuan didn't say anything.
He was not optimistic about Shu Wenhao, but he saw in Shu Wenhao the self-pursuit and persistence in the art of film.
Something like this.
He cherishes it and wants to protect it.
Zhan Peng knew in his heart that his actor had fallen into his old troubles again.
When I see talented people, I always subconsciously respect and protect them.
But Shu Wenhao's fawning attitude towards Gu Weimian was too disgusting.
What’s the use of being talented if you have bad character?
Duan Qianchuan looked at Zhan Peng's hesitation and frowned, "Just pour it.
Zhan Peng's hand trembled.
Before he could react, Duan Qianchuan had already taken the bottle from Zhan Peng's hand and poured it directly onto his wound.
He looked at Duan Qianchuan, whose muscles were tense, but he didn't say a word.
He picked up the bandage on the table and bandaged it casually.
Zhan Peng was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "What are you going to do!"
"Go see Ruoqing."
Zhan Peng's mouth opened and closed...
Are you really going?
Duan Qianchuan seemed to see through his thoughts and said calmly, "We agreed on this at the beginning."
He would not bother to lie for Gu Weiman.
It was just by chance.
After saying that, the man walked out quickly.
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The fiery red Bugatti Veyron drove into the night.
Duan Qianchuan came out of the car and frowned first.
Zhan Peng was also confused, "Is this the place that Mr. Ning chose?"
Duan Qianchuan nodded.
As an old friend of Ning Ruoqing for many years, he naturally knew very well what kind of person he was.
This man has always treated himself with the requirements of an ascetic.
Or rather...it's torturing yourself.
Men would never set foot in such a place of drinking and sex.
But today Ning Ruoqing decided to stay here...
The two took the elevator directly to the top floor.
As soon as the door opened, the box was quiet, without the expected chaos.
Zhan Peng just breathed a sigh of relief, but the moment he saw Ning Ruoqing, he swallowed hard.
"Is Master Ning crazy?..."
Ning Ruoqing was seen holding a knife in his left hand, with blood on it, and his right wrist was already covered in blood...
Duan Qianchuan pulled Ning Ruoqing up and said, "I never thought you would be such a coward!"
Ning Ruoqing raised her eyes, glanced at Duan Qianchuan, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Do you think I want to commit suicide?"
Duan Qianchuan frowned.
Isn't this an obvious thing?
Ning Ruoqing smiled calmly, "Don't worry, I won't die until I find Xiaotong."