Wilderness Lucky God

It's noon this day.

BJ City, film and television base, a luxuriously decorated writing office.

Jiang Shuying is wearing a close-fitting blue professional attire, showing perfect curves, with a little makeup on her face, she looks extremely beautiful, and she exudes the atmosphere of a capable female white-collar worker in the workplace.

She is filming an urban TV series in the workplace, and she is a queen in the legal profession.

There are many cameras and professional equipment around.

All the staff went to lunch, or all went to rest.

Filming is a high-intensity job. Once you start filming, you usually don't stop. Especially TV dramas, which are not as demanding as movies, but the requirements for actors' acting skills are very high.

Because once he is not in the state, it will delay the progress of the crew. A director with a bad temper will be on the verge of rage almost all the time.

As one of the leading actors, Jiang Shuying's weight is of course very important, and she also has a lot of lines.

She took a break to figure out her role.

Being in the office at the shooting site helps her get into the state even more.

The condition is very good, the entry is extremely fast, everything is very OK, no problem at all.

Sit on the seat and hold the lines in your hands. I just didn’t remember some lines very well. I need to memorize them again. The shooting in the afternoon can be smoother and save a lot of time.

And as the leading actor, the shooting is smooth, which can greatly improve the shooting efficiency.

The upper body is leaning on the chair, and the two slender and straight thighs are raised on the desk, superimposed on each other.

Find a very comfortable position and lie on your back.

The already tight-fitting business attire showed more obvious curves, especially the two thighs, which were hidden in the trousers, and when they were released, they immediately showed an astonishing length.

With a slight sweep of his gaze, Jiang Shuying was taken aback for a moment.

A newspaper, under the desk, in the middle compartment above the drawer.

She remembered that it seemed that the director was sitting here to rest, holding a newspaper in his hand.

With a movement in his heart, he pulled it out casually and pressed it against his lower abdomen, his beautiful eyes fell on it.

An astonishing headline appeared in front of my eyes:

Jiang Shuying curled her lips. There are a lot of headlines like this on the Internet, all for the purpose of gaining attention. Unexpectedly, the current newspapers also use this method.

But her eyes still scanned, after all, her sweetheart is also an anchor.

Below is a more normal title:

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but that I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.

Just scanning the first sentence gave Jiang Shuying a burst of energy.

She is usually a little young, and likes to read some modern poems.

And this first sentence immediately attracted her, her little heart beat inexplicably, as if a special feeling rose from her heart, making her scalp a little numb.

The farthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you but you don't know I love you, but because I love you so much that you can't say I love you.

Sentence after sentence.

Jiang Shuying slowly immersed herself in this modern poem. Every sentence, carefully savored, every sentence, in her eyes, is a beautiful love story.

"The furthest distance in the world is the distance between a bird and a fish. One soars into the sky, while the other dives deep into the sea."

Jiang Shuying uttered the last sentence unconsciously like a whisper.

She stared blankly at the newspaper in her hand with dazed eyes, a bitter and nostalgic smile on her beautiful face.

This is love!

Love is sweet, but also bitter, sometimes tangled, and also attachment.

She couldn't help but think of her encounter with Ye Tian, ​​hope was ushered in in a desperate situation, and a new life was brought.

A fate that could not be opened before was born like this.

The furthest distance in the world is also the shortest distance.

The farthest distance in the world is not the distance measured by length, but the distance of feeling, not the distance between two worlds,

It's the distance between heart and heart.

Once there is a distance in the mind, even if it is right in front of your eyes, it seems like a world away, farther than the distance between life and death.

On the deserted island, her and Ye Tian's hearts were so close, separated only by a layer of belly. At that time, the communication between the hearts and the telepathy were really more important than life and death.

She was on a deserted island, forgetting everything, and she felt that those days were her happiest days, carefree.

Even now, I still miss it.

This kind of beautiful modern poetry, for Jiang Shuying, a young man who is already literary and artistic, has an impact on the soul that is no less than a small earthquake.

What's more, she has experienced life and death, and had a love that is still fresh in her memory.

When I think of this, my heart is even more sweet and greasy.

But thinking of getting together with Ye Tian less and more, my heart is depressed again, and I miss him very much.

"I hope that there will be no distance between all the people who love each other in the world!" Jiang Shuying said softly.

Continuing to look down, Jiang Shuying's eyes suddenly widened, and her breathing began to become short of breath.

Because it says above, this poem is a beautiful love poem created by Mr. Ye casually in the live broadcast room because of water friends asking about long-distance relationships.

This poem is full of philosophy, and the sentences are very beautiful. In terms of technique, it can be said to be perfect. It uses two lines, one empty and one real, to describe the deep pain of love. The first five paragraphs are written Virtually, through parallelism and stitch-to-needle skills, I write down the endless pain of lovesickness, step by step deeper...

Jiang Shuying quickly shifted her gaze to the bottom, where there was a special statement: Mr. Ye is a very talented and excellent young anchor of the panda live broadcast platform. He has extraordinary wisdom and superhuman ability. With incomparably rich knowledge, he pioneered live broadcasting in the wilderness. This poem is directly authorized to be reproduced by the panda live broadcasting platform.

This......

This......

This......

Jiang Shuying's eyes widened. These materials gathered together pointed to the same person.

Although she didn't name her name, doesn't she know?

About Ye Tian, ​​she kept it in her heart.

At that time, she and Reba followed Ye Tian to see it.

What's more, Ye Tian is the only person who pioneered live broadcasting in the wilderness.

In other words, this poem was created by Ye Tian.

For a moment, Jiang Shuying felt as if she had eaten honey.

It turned out that such an excellent person was actually her sweetheart.

And who can this poem be written to?

Of course it was written for her, and Reba was automatically ignored by her.

In other words, Ye Tian is also missing her.

Can she not be happy?

She happily held up the newspaper. She wanted to collect this newspaper, take it home, and read it every day.

The more you read this poem, the more pleasing to the eye, and the happier you read it. From then on, other love poems are in the back of her heart, and this is the proper number one.

That title is absolutely right.

This is the most beautiful love poem in the world.

She completely forgot how she felt when she saw the title.