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Chapter 357 Ning Chujin VS Zhan Shiyu, Start the War

However, the instigator behind it must be Zhan Shiyu.

Out of the corner of Ning Chujin's eyes, she glanced at Zhan Shiyu.

Zhan Shiyu met her gaze without hesitation, and the contempt in his eyes was even worse.

In the air, there was a soundless gunpowder smoke.

Ning Chujin withdrew her gaze, and went straight to her seat.

Looking at Zhan Shiyu's attitude, Zhao Yurou was a little puzzled, but soon took her place.

"Sword." Ning Chujin stretched out his hand.

The prop master handed a sword to Ning Chujin's hand.

Ning Chujin's palm sank slightly, and she froze for a moment.

The weight of this prop sword is a bit too much.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Jianfeng, which radiated a cold light under the sun, which was indescribably dazzling.

Looking at Ning Chujin's eyes examining the blade, Zhao Yurou's heart beat a little.

"Hey, can you do it? You just smiled for Ying, and you got stage fright? Where did the bold words just go? Cut!"

"The aggressive method is useless to me!"

Ning Chujin fiddled with the sword, and the blade pointed directly at Zhao Yurou, making gestures at her face for a while.

Zhao Yurou screamed in fright and took several steps back.

If Zhan Shiyu hadn't stretched out his hand to hold her back, she might have run away.

"It's just a prop sword, is it that scary?"

Ning Chujin looked at Zhao Yurou with the corners of her lips curved, and danced the sword so beautifully that it looked as if it had blossomed.

Zhao Yurou clutched her throbbing chest, as if she was about to cry.

Damn Ning Chujin, she's really annoying, can't she act like a normal person?

This dance of knives and guns looks even scarier than that blood dance.

Moreover, where did someone test the sword against someone's face?
Don't you know that the most important thing for an actress is this face?
If she gets painted over, can she afford it?

Seeing Zhao Yurou's face turn pale with fright, Zhan Shiyu's heart burst into flames, "Useless things." She cursed in a low voice.

He directly pulled Zhao Yurou behind him, "Director Lan, Yurou looks like this, I'm afraid this scene is not suitable for filming, I remember that the most classic part of this scene is presented by the heroine's facial micro-expressions Now that Xiao Jin's manager is on stage, for my artist, I am also willing to be on stage as a companion, what is Director Lan's intention?"

Director Lan frowned, almost breaking down.

According to outside rumors, the two aunts are closely related to Zhan Nanxiao.

He can't offend anyone.

Don't you just want to remake a classic movie?Why is it so difficult?
If it was such an important manager who crashed into his crew together.

They are all vying to take part in this show for their artistes, what kind of trouble is this going to be?
People still want to be a baby and don't understand anything, is that okay?

Director Lan wiped the sweat from his forehead, forced a smile on his face, "We will have some martial arts in the scene later. The two managers have not been instructed by a professional martial arts master, so I'm afraid they will hurt themselves..."

"I have practiced martial arts since I was a child." Ning Chujin said, clenching the fists of both hands.

"I'm not bad either." Zhan Shiyu said it modestly, but with a casual punch, he smashed a hole in the simple desk beside him.

Director Lan's eyes almost turned into copper bells.

Well, he threw in the towel.

"Every department is in place, ready to start, the 3th shot of the third scene begins!" Following Director Lan's order, the lighting engineer, photographer, and all departments entered into a tense shooting state.

(End of this chapter)