soul collector

When Tang Xiu woke up the next morning, his head was heavy and his breathing was heavy. It seemed that there was something stuffed in his chest, which made it impossible to breathe.He sat up and took a sip of the water Jiang Qiao left for him. The water was completely frozen, but after drinking it for a refreshing moment, it brought a deep pain in his chest.

The old ancestor sighed, took out the small pills that Li Ziping brought him from the suitcase, and took two. Today's scene is the only big action scene, with climbing and jumping, the machine can't Set it up, you can't be absent.

As soon as Jiang Qiao entered the dressing room, he heard Li Ziping muttering loudly asking if he could do it. When he raised his eyes, the old ancestor had just changed his clothes, and his expression was as usual, but a little listless.

There was no one else in the dressing room, Jiang Qiao asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiu's voice was hoarse, "I have a little fever, I'm fine."

Jiang Qiao was stunned for two seconds before he realized, "Are you caught a cold?"

Li Ziping said, "Tang Xiu is an artist, not a superman, so it's normal to have a cold. But there's nothing serious about it. I measured 38 degrees just now, and it's okay."

Jiang Qiao sighed. He had always thought that his ancestors were different from ordinary people, and he always forgot that this body was not so different except for immortality.He strode over to touch Tang Xiu's forehead, as expected, his palm was hot.

Jiang Qiao said in a low voice, "Let me help you and Chen Gui ask for a vacation. Take a day off. How can you shoot an action scene with a fever?"

Li Ziping grunted beside him without opening his mouth, "Before, the actor almost couldn't keep his eyes open, and I didn't see you modifying the shooting calendar. It's a double standard for someone you like."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qiao stared.

Li Ziping stopped talking, the old ancestor cleared his throat, and said hoarsely: "I'm not so delicate, just two shots, finish filming early and call it a day."

"Then... that's fine." Jiang Qiao's face was full of worry, and he thought for a while, "Then I won't go anywhere today, just sit and watch you off the court."

Li Ziping rolled his eyes at the side, Tang Xiu smiled, "As you wish."

Tang Xiu was the last one to arrive at the shooting scene. Lu Xinrong had already tied up the wire and was waiting for Tang Xiu.The martial arts instructor and Tang Xiu briefly talked about the essentials of the movements. After all, the ancestor had kung fu and was very savvy. It didn't take long for the director to signal that he could start.

This scene shows that the three of them have already cracked the secret of the supernatural events in the inn. In fact, it is not a ghost at all, but someone pretending to be a ghost.Lu Xinrong and Chen Fan found the man's trail and chased after him. Tang Xiu happened to be following him too, and they fought without recognizing each other.Chen Fan's role is set as a cute big star, and the real fight is between Lu Xinrong and Tang Xiu.

Wia hoisted the two of them high, and the director walked around several camera positions with a loudspeaker to check, and shouted: "Night sparring first, 3, 2, 1, action—"

The slate sounded, and Lu Xinrong rolled over from a high place and turned his fists into claws in the air, about to strangle Tang Xiu by the throat.Lu Xinrong has practiced Sanda for many years, and his explosive power is very strong.According to the script, the owner of the inn is a speed player. Tang Xiu jumped into the air and dodged sideways according to Wu Zhi's request. The two landed together and rolled sideways. Lu Xinrong stepped up to lock Tang Xiu, but Tang Xiu reached out and grabbed his ankle Taking advantage of the moment when his movements stagnated, he dodged again, intending to go around and catch him.Lu Xinrong caught up with him from behind and grabbed his left shoulder and pulled him back. Tang Xiu used his strength to flip backwards, kicking his foot on the mountain wall, and Lu Xinrong swung him backwards.

With a bang, the person was swung onto the mat of the crew.The mat was very thick, but when Lu Xinrong stepped on him, he could clearly see Tang Xiu's whole body stiffened. He didn't move well when he landed, he didn't raise his head, the back of his head might have shaken.

Lu Xinrong was hesitating whether to suspend the filming, but Tang Xiu had already discovered his intention and shook his head lightly.

So Lu Xinrong gritted his teeth and continued, taking out the flashlight as required by the script, and the strong light hit Tang Xiu's face directly, "I want to see who you really are!"

Tang Xiu turned his head abruptly, and under a bright white light, it was the face of the innkeeper.Lu Xinrong was stunned for a moment, "It's you?!"

Tang Xiu was also surprised, "It's you?!"

"Card!"

Lu Xinrong let go of his hand all of a sudden, got down from Tang Xiu's body, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Thank you." The old ancestor seemed to have a pot of porridge in his head, and he was drowsy. He was even more stunned by the shock just now, so he sat up on Lu Xinrong's hand, steadied himself until the assistants came over, and then slowly crawled stand up.

"You're not doing well today, are you sick?" Lu Xinrong asked doubtfully.

Tang Xiu hummed, his voice was not hoarse when he said the two words just now, but now his throat seemed to contain a handful of sand.

"Maybe I caught a cold, I woke up with a little fever this morning."

Unexpectedly, Lu Xinrong asked, "Have a fever? How many degrees?"

Tang Xiu paused, but before he could answer, Jiang Qiao, who was walking not far away, said naturally, "It's burning very badly. It was forty-five degrees before the show."

Li Ziping was surprised when he heard this, and wondered where the extra two degrees came from, but he didn't show it, he just unscrewed the thermos cup and handed the hot water to Tang Xiu, "Drink some water, wait until the director has seen it." Just go back to sleep."

Tang Xiu didn't seem to notice that Jiang Qiao was deliberately exaggerating his condition, so he held the cup in both hands and took a sip of water.It was more than ten degrees below zero, and this scene was filmed wearing half-sleeves. Li Ziping wrapped him in a green military coat distressedly. The inside was covered with baby warmers, ugly but very warm.

Jiang Qiao sighed, "I'm also watching the monitor, there will be no problem, just take him back to sleep. If you dare to wear half-sleeved filming with a high fever of [-] degrees, do you want to die?"

Tang Xiu nodded and followed his assistant. Lu Xinrong looked at him from behind, and he really felt that his gait was flimsy.It wasn't so obvious when I first played, but now it looks like I can't even stand firmly.

In fact, he and Tang Xiu discovered something was wrong as soon as they fought.He has experienced this young man's speed and explosive power before. Although the scene today is still beautiful in the camera, but the martial artist's movements are slightly delayed for a second, and the feeling of fighting is completely different.

Lu Xinrong waited until the people around him had dispersed, pulled Jiang Qiao and said in a low voice, "Isn't he your most promising actor? The future of the industry is bright, so why make it like this?"

Jiang Qiao smiled, looking very indifferent from his expression, "It's just a fever, why can't we make movies."

Lu Xinrong's tone became a little anxious, "Forty and a half degrees, it will cause pneumonia and brain damage, you know that?"

Jiang Qiao smiled nonchalantly, "It won't burn out, how can you be so delicate." He said as if he suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone and checked the calendar, and said, "I won't tell you anymore, I still have to talk to you Tang Xiu talked about a script, so you shoot it well, work hard."

"Hey! Who are you? Wait a minute!" Lu Xinrong was in a hurry, but Jiang Qiao just waved at him and chased him to the area where he lived.

Chen Fan, who was waiting, ran over and pulled Lu Xinrong, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Does Tang Xiu have a cold?"

"Yes."

"Hey, it's okay. It's normal to catch a cold in the mountains. He doesn't play much, just take a rest."

Lu Xinrong took a look at him and grudgingly hummed, but his expression was still a little anxious.Chen Fan found that something was wrong with him, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel that you care about having a fever, before..." He looked around and lowered his voice, "I didn't feel that you cared about Tang Xiu so much before..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Lu Xinrong snapped at him, looked at the direction Tang Xiu and Jiang Qiao were going away, and sighed heavily after a while.

He was planning to go inside to change his clothes for the scene with Chen Fan, but from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Kexin's manager rushing towards the accommodation with a bag of medicine.A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Lu Xinrong's heart, and he immediately ran over and asked, "What's the matter?"

Kexin's manager frowned, "It was too cold last night, the little girl caught a cold, and she woke up with a cough, runny nose and fever."

"Fever?!" Lu Xinrong raised his voice, startling Chen Fan next to him.

Subconsciously, Chen Fan wanted to pat his senior on the shoulder, but in a blink of an eye, Lu Xinrong followed Kexin's assistant to the place where the little girl lived.

Chen Fan was dumbfounded for two seconds, "It's filming!"

Lu Xinrong waved his back to him, "Tell the director to wait for me for 5 minutes."

Just as Jiang Qiao asked his ancestor to lie down and rest, Li Ziping came in and said, "There are so many people who have caught cold recently."

"Who else?"

"Keep the little girl also collapsed, with a fever and cough, exactly the same as Tang Xiu's symptoms." Li Ziping sighed, and stuffed the hot water bottle into the ancestor's quilt, "Hurry up and finish the filming, I can't stay in the mountains."

Tang Xiu drank the hot water without saying a word, Jiang Qiao asked, "Is anyone going to see Kexin? How is she?"

"It's nothing serious, whose child doesn't have a headache yet." Li Ziping said casually, not paying much attention to it, "It seems that Lu Xinrong went to see it. Hey, he really cares about that little girl, so he stopped filming the scene. The big picker just stood there waiting, and he left with Kexin's manager."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiao turned his head and looked at his ancestor. The ancestor blew away a jujube floating in the cup, took a sip of hot water, and said in a low voice, "Go and see."

When Jiang Qiao arrived outside Kexin's room, Lu Xinrong just came out of it. His manager was beside him muttering sadly how he could leave the director there waiting, but Lu Xinrong turned a deaf ear.He was not in the right mood, he walked quickly to the shooting location with his head down, bumped into Jiang Qiao head-on, and looked up at Jiang Qiao.

Those eyes were scarlet.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Xinrong didn't speak, he lowered his head and followed his manager away.Jiang Qiao lifted the curtain and went in. Kexin's manager hissed at him, pulled him and said in a low voice, "Kexin is asleep, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Jiang Qiao hummed, and then asked, "What's wrong with Lu Xinrong?"

Kexin's manager shrugged, "I don't know, Mr. Lu may be a little anxious, he is very concerned about Kexin."

Jiang Qiao groaned, and the manager asked again, "But is Mr. Lu not in the right mood? I think his eye circles are red."

"I don't know about that." Jiang Qiao glanced at the direction Lu Xinrong was leaving, and said casually, "I'm tired, it doesn't necessarily mean I'm in a bad mood."

Li Ziping sent a message saying that Tang Xiu had also fallen asleep.Jiang Qiao didn't go back to his room, instead he pulled a small bench and sat behind Chen Gui to monitor the filming with him.Lu Xinrong's next four scenes were all with Chen Fan, and they were filmed for a whole morning.

He seemed to be in good condition and hadn't made any mistakes, but Jiang Qiao could see many details on the monitor screen.

This big man was 100% focused on his work. He didn't even drink his saliva during the intermission. He just bent over and sat on the stool looking at the ground, his fists clenched tightly.

As a man, Jiang Qiao could tell that he was on the verge of collapse.Jiang Qiao suddenly thought of what Tang Xiu said yesterday, that soul collectors need chance to gather souls, and if there is a chance, there will always be a chance.

Chen Gui turned off the phone and bumped him with his elbow, "Do you want to eat?"

"You go first."

Jiang Qiao and the others sat down next to Lu Xinrong when they were almost gone, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.

Lu Xinrong didn't even lift his head, and said in a low voice, "Mineral water is always cold in cold weather. I heard people say that director Jiang Qiao never sympathizes with actors, and it's true."

Jiang Qiao was not angry, "You are so daring to speak out, because you are really determined not to go to the mainland to develop."

Lu Xinrong hummed, "Hong Kong is not big, but it's enough for me. I just say what I have to say. Tang Xiu is your favorite actor, and it's you... You should be more considerate. Important people usually Don't take it to heart, you will know how painful it is when you lose him."

Jiang Qiao smiled, but his tone was meaningful, "So have you decided?"

Lu Xinrong paused, then looked up at him, "What to decide?"

There was temptation and vigilance in those eyes.However, Jiang Qiao didn't intend to go around in circles, he just said, "Children or career, which one do you want?"

The scene suddenly quieted down, only the sound of the wind whistling around, and the sound of people from the prop team dragging things.A moment of anger flashed in Lu Xinrong's black eyes, "How do you know?"

Jiang Qiao smiled, "It's not important, and you don't have to worry about it. Like you said, we don't offend each other, and I, who has no grudges or grudges, can't make things difficult for you with your secrets."

Lu Xinrong didn't answer, he looked down at his palm, as if in a daze.The palm of an adult man is very broad, the skin is taut and has distinct texture.When the people around were almost gone, Jiang Qiao felt like he was going to have a fever as he was blowing in the wind, and was about to give up when the wooden man next to him spoke suddenly.

"She was an accident."

Jiang Qiao shuddered, "Boy? Girl?"

"Girl." Lu Xinrong buried his head and rubbed his face, and said in a low voice: "My hometown is in the countryside, and the patriarch of the clan told me baby kiss when I was very young. Later, I came to the city and became an actor. I didn't marry her when I entered a bigger world. Eight years ago, I went back to my hometown to visit relatives, drank too much wine, and became confused..."

Lu Xinrong choked for a moment, "I didn't know I had a daughter until after the baby was born. She is very beautiful and cute, but I can't take her over. The paparazzi in the city are too powerful, and I can't afford that risk. Once this When the incident was exposed, the persona created by the brokerage company would be ruined, I was not yet independent at that time, and I couldn’t afford to be self-willed.”

Jiang Qiao's voice sounded calm, "Then what happened later? Then you set up a studio..."

"I thought about picking her up. But before this idea became a plan, they told me that the family disliked my daughter as a child without a father, and they didn't care about her. Pneumonia, I took the wrong medicine and turned to a low-grade fever, which lasted for half a month and burned my brain."

The man who was whispering in the cold wind suddenly sobbed, and he buried his face in his hands, "Actually, I have seen my daughter twice, and I never dared to see her again after her brain burned out, but I... I……"

Jiang Qiao suddenly got a little impatient to listen. He stood up and looked down at Lu Xinrong with a cold tone.

"This story is even worse than I imagined." He looked down at the collapsed man, "At least I thought that the child you hid was burned into a fool recently, but I didn't expect that you have been hiding the child for so many years. .”

From the perspective of looking down, the man was trembling all over, but Jiang Qiao's tone was utterly merciless.

"It's too late to fix it. But if you don't make a choice, you will really be the murderer of your own daughter." Jiang Qiao paused, and changed his tone of sarcasm, "Oh, you can't say murder, after all. Murder is just a pain. You've ruined your daughter's life."

Lu Xinrong muttered, "Ling Chi..."

Jiang Qiao turned and left, leaving only one sentence, "Lu Xinrong, you are already thirty."