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Chapter 43

He Dingxi's latest cover is out!What do you think?

Netizen A: So handsome! (breathy sound

Netizen B: I'm in love again.

Netizen C: Sisters, be sober, He Dingxi is a perverted domestic violence man, I hope everyone knows.

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In the blink of an eye, Ning Jue has been in the crew of "Rebirth: Chronicle of Fengxia Palace" for more than two months.

Wang Huang is really a soft-hearted person. Every day on the set, he either curses or quarrels with the producer.Even if the visiting media put the camera under his nose, he still raised his face and refused to do any superficial work.

After Ning Jue went through the turmoil of temporarily changing the heroine for a week after the start-up, he would not be surprised if the director did anything again.

Although Wang Huang has a bad temper, his professional ability is impeccable.When the filming first started, all the departments felt like making a quick buck and leaving, but after a week, everyone on set was taken care of by Wang Huang, and no one dared to neglect their work.

Everyone in the crew is afraid of Wang Huang, and they don't show up under the director's nose for nothing, and only Ning Jue dares to touch the director's bad luck.Ning Jue's attitude towards Wang Huang has always been that he can let him say what he says, and let him scold him when he scolds.When the director's anger dissipated, the old and the young gathered together to talk and laugh.

At noon that day, Ning Jue and Wang Huang had dinner together on the set.During the meal break, Ning Jue casually flipped through a fashion magazine.

Wang Huang glanced at the colorful picture books on the table, rolled his eyes and choked out a cold snort from his nostrils, and said in a strange tone: "I'm not too young, I just look at things that are not nutritious, I don't know how to learn."

Ning Jue stared at the magazine intently, turned another page casually, and said, "It's better than some people, who are old enough to take photos of unnutritious things, it's disrespectful to old people."

Upon hearing this, Wang Huang was so angry that he picked up his chopsticks and patted Ning Jue on the back of his hand: "Hey, boy, it's against you."

Ning Jue dodged the director's fatal blow with quick eyes and hands, and said innocently, "I didn't say who it was."

What Ning Jue was reading was a first-line fashion women's magazine, and the cover character of this magazine was He Dingxi.On the day the magazine was released, Ning Jue used Xiaoye's account to snatch a copy.

When the magazine was mailed to the crew, it happened that Yang Mei saw it.Yang Mei looked at Ning Jue with a sad face, hesitated to speak several times.

Although the current fashion magazines are keen on earning money from fans, the one in Ning Jue's hands is quite sincere.They not only invited first-line photographers to shoot several fashion blockbusters for He Dingxi, but also published an interview on the inside page.

It is said to be an in-depth interview, but the content is actually the same.Asking back and forth is a few wheel questions.Ning Jue could repeat He Dingxi's usual Mandarin template with his eyes closed, which is really boring.

Just when Ning Jue was about to close the book, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a small conversation at the corner of the page.

Question: "Some time ago, many netizens met you in private collections. Have you recently entered the collection field?"

Answer: "I don't dare to get involved, I just want to buy a few things."

Question: "Oh? What kind of collection do you want to buy?"

Answer: "Sports? It's about sports, right?"

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When the editor was about to ask questions, He Dingxi practiced Tai Chi again, but Ning Jue threw the book aside in boredom.

He suddenly remembered that he knew many friends who were in the sports collection business before retiring, and had many resources, so he might be able to introduce him to He Dingxi.

Thinking of this, Ning Jue opened WeChat and scrolled through it, and pushed a few business cards to He Dingxi.

At night when the play was over, Ning Jue received a call from He Dingxi as usual.

During these days, the two were separated in two places, and He Dingxi called Ning Jue almost every night.In the first few days, He Dingxi would make some lame excuses, but then both of them agreed that no matter how busy they were, they would say goodnight before going to bed.

In terms of the relationship between the two of them, it was somewhat strange to do so, but no one said it clearly.

After Ning Jue returned to the room, she turned on the speaker and chatted with He Dingxi while washing.The environment on He Dingxi's side was a bit noisy, with people coming and going, as if they were still on the set.

So Ning Jue asked: "Have you not dismissed work so late?"

"No, it's coming soon." He Dingxi said, "I'm worried that it will be too late, so I'll call you first."

Ning Jue paused while wiping her hair, but didn't speak.

He Dingxi also seemed to feel that his words were too intimate, so he changed the subject calmly: "By the way, whose WeChat did you push me today?"

Ning Jue leaned down and splashed a handful of water on his face, and said, "Oh, I have a few friends who are in the business of sports collectibles. If you have anything you want to find, you can ask them to look out for you."

"Well, don't bother." He Dingxi paused for a moment, with a rare hesitation in his tone: "I'm just playing casually, and I've found what I want. It's nothing fun, it's just a waste of money."

Ning Jue laughed, took a towel aside and wiped his face, and said, "3 minutes heat."

At this time, several voices came from the other end of the phone, He Dingxi seemed to be off work.After a burst of noise, the surroundings finally became quiet.

He Dingxi asked Ning Jue: "How long will you be back?"

After Ning Jue washed up, she took tomorrow's script and sat down on the sofa: "Next month, what's the matter?"

"It's okay." He Dingxi's voice came from hundreds of kilometers away, and fell softly in Ning Jue's ears: "I just miss you."

Ning Jue looked at the densely marked script, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, and he smiled unconsciously.

"I'll be back soon." His voice was so gentle that he didn't even realize it: "Wait well at home."

On the day Ning Jue went back, the plane was delayed until two o'clock in the morning.Under Li Anqi's suspicious gaze, He Dingxi went to the airport to pick up Ning Jue himself.The two returned to He Dingxi's house together, and before they could say a few words, they tumbled onto the bed.

The next morning, when Ning Jue came out of the bathroom covered in moisture, He Dingxi had already changed into a suit and was standing in front of the mirror wearing a tie like a man.He still has work arrangements today, and Ayang has already been waiting downstairs.

Ning Jue had a day's flight yesterday, and had a night with He Dingxi at night, so he was a bit confused at the moment.Seeing that he was about to put on clothes with his wet hair on his head, He Dingxi reluctantly pushed him to the bedside and sat down.

Ning Jue raised his eyelids to look at him, and asked, "Are you not in a hurry again?"

He Dingxi didn't speak, and what he answered instead was the whistling sound of the hair dryer.

He Dingxi's fingers gently stroked Ning Jue's hair, and Ning Jue narrowed his eyes comfortably.The warm wind blows his hair, making his sleep-deprived head even more drowsy.

Ning Jue simply didn't do anything else, leaned his head against He Dingxi's body, and put his arms around his waist.

He Dingxi has nothing to do with such a Ning Jue, he patted the back of Ning Jue's head, and scolded with a smile: "Get up, you are making progress."

Ning Jue closed her eyes, determined to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

He Dingxi patiently blew through Ning Jue's wet hair, and asked, "Will you go to Keran's birthday party tonight?"

Today is Xiao Keran's birthday, a week ago Xiao Keran invited Ning Jue and He Dingxi to her home for dinner at night.Besides the two of them, Xiao Keran also invited several other close friends in the circle.

Ning Jue opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a button on He Dingxi's shirt: "Well, I promised her a long time ago, I will go there after work is over, how about you?"

He Dingxi said: "I almost got that time,

After a while, Ning Jue's short hair was almost done, and He Dingxi turned off the hair dryer.It was almost time for him to leave, and Ah Yang downstairs made several phone calls one after another.

He Dingxi stood by the door and asked Ning Jue: "Do you need me to pick you up tonight?"

Ning Jue got up and put on his clothes, looked at He Dingxi and said with a smile: "No, see you tonight."