Rebirth of the National Goddess: System tyrant and cool

Chapter 97 Envy, Jealousy, Hate

"it is good."

"Card."

The director excitedly shouted the card, and the smile on his face proved his good mood.

Qiao Yuzhe had been waiting for Qiao Qingluo with a small fan in his hand. When the scene was over, he trotted towards Qiao Qingluo's direction.

The weather in October is hot.

Even Qiao Yuzhe, who was waiting by the side, was extremely hot, let alone filming actors in ancient costumes.

They wear such thick clothes, it's almost like being grilled on the stove.

"Very good, Xiao Qiao, you are not bad." Director Zhong smiled and looked at Qiao Qingluo with great satisfaction.

no ng.

once.

She doesn't look like a rookie at all, not inferior to those movie kings and queens.

Director Zhong could finally understand why his master used such exaggerated words when evaluating Qiao Qingluo's talent.

Now that he's in contact with a real person, he realizes that it's not an exaggeration at all.

Shooting at this speed will definitely shorten the world by more than half.

Qiao Qing curled her lips together: "Thank you Director Zhong."

Tang Wenjie looked at Qiao Qingluo resentfully, pitifully and tearfully:
"Beauty, have you taken some panacea? Your acting skills are going up like a rocket."

Tang Wenjie felt that his self-esteem had been violently attacked.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

"Let's talk about it." Qiao Qingluo didn't say anything, and Director Zhong quit first.

The Zhong family and the Tang family are family friends, and Tang Wenjie is his own junior to Director Zhong, and he is not soft-spoken in the slightest.

He glared at Tang Wenjie angrily, "Boy, how many years have you been debuting?"

"I haven't grown up in acting skills. Look, Xiao Qiao has just debuted and has achieved such achievements. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Tang Wenjie wanted to cry but had no tears: "...Uncle Zhong, save me some face in front of beauties."

Besides, he is also very powerful, okay?

He didn't come from a major, and his acting skills can't be too handsome.

He doesn't want to compare with the beauty's perverted acting skills.

Mo Tianya and Ye Huanhuan stood aside and watched the scene with a quiet smile, without interrupting.

the first time.

For the first time, Mo Tianya looked at Qiao Qingluo with serious eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ha ha.

It seems that the enemy's hidden skills are very powerful, much stronger than he imagined.

This game is really getting more and more fun.

Ye Huanhuan looked at Qiao Qingluo with complicated eyes, he did not expect her explosive power to be so powerful.

Originally thought that she was just a scheming girl who seemed to be taking advantage of the situation.

She didn't expect...

But even so, she would not let Brother Wen Jie out.

The staff on one side also discussed Qiao Qingluo in various ways, almost all of which were praises.

Although they don't know how to act, they don't know how to comment on acting.

But it didn't hinder their definition of acting, the moment Qiao Qing fell into the play.

They almost thought that she was the fairy sister who descended from the nine heavens.

Seeing Qiao Qingluo being overwhelmed by the stars, Qi Jiaren clenched her fists tightly, with a vicious and fierce look in her eyes.

Qiao Qingluo.

Qiao Qingluo.

Don't be complacent,
One day, she will use her strength to tell everyone that she is the real darling of the entertainment industry.

Qi Jiaren angrily dialed out the phone, and when she connected, the vicious expression on her face was instantly replaced by artificial gentleness.

"Second brother, it's me, I'm a beauty."

Qi Jiaren was a little excited, and there was some caution in her words.

A few words faintly came from the phone, and Qi Jiaren burst into tears and felt all kinds of grievances.

"It's the woman I mentioned last time, second brother, you don't know."

"This time we are in the same crew again, didn't the second brother promise me to help me last time?"

"Second brother, when will you be free? I'm almost being bullied by her..."

Qi Jiaren poured out a lot of bitterness, wishing to scold Qiao Qingluo's eighteen generations of ancestors.

The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what she said, and her face changed.

(End of this chapter)