After binding the king's red envelope group, I have soared

Chapter 162
The Minister of Propaganda looked at Xu Chenxi in embarrassment, his eyes were full of hesitation:

The people you brought, please persuade them quickly.Listen to what the professionals say.

Unexpectedly, Xu Chenxi's tone was light but unquestionable: "Let Qiao Qiao try it, maybe there will be surprises."

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The Propaganda Minister fell back angrily.

You and Mr. Xing are really good partners who are like-minded and start a business together. The words that let laymen give advice are the same.

no way.

Again, who made Xu Chenxi the major shareholder?

The propaganda minister had no choice but to pinch his nose to persuade the director.

The two were considered to be somewhat friendly, so the director finally signaled the cameraman to turn on the camera with a dark face, and then stood aside with his arms crossed.

The meaning is obvious.

You do what you want, question my script is not good, I want to see what you can perform.

Xiao Qiao is not afraid of him, she just needs to do her own thing well, as long as she can help Xixi.

She and Zhou Yu have been husband and wife for many years, and they can understand each other's meaning with just one look.

She took out a small pink fan from her sleeve, opened it and flicked it in the air twice, the fan popped out one by one, gradually getting bigger and longer until it was at the same height as her.

The director looked at the fan with envious eyes, thinking that this prop is good, and he will order one for filming later.

Xiao Qiao tapped her toes, jumped into the flowers, then looked back at Zhou Yu, smiled and waved the fan in her hand.

I saw countless petals rolled up in the flowers in front of her in an instant, flying away like Zhou Yu.

Before the petals flew in front of Zhou Yu, Xiao Qiaosu lifted a bottle of Yurong ointment high up, then turned the fan over, held it firmly, and brought the petals back with a burst of airflow. by his side.

The director was stunned when she moved the petals all over the sky with her precise fan.

When she saw her dancing lightly and nimbly among the flowers with a big fan as tall as a person, she would throw the Yurong ointment into the air from time to time, and then catch it with the fan surface and the fan tip like a show of skill.

Even one fell back into Zhou Yu's arms, and he caught it firmly by the waist, and then lowered down with one foot, and when the other jade foot was able to catch such a small wooden box the size of a baby's fist with the toe without looking at it.

The staff present were shocked to the point of numbness.

They completely forgot what they were doing, and could only look at the graceful figure among the flowers.

Xiao Qiao finally waved her fan vigorously, fanning thousands of petals into the air, and then it turned into a rain of petals all over the sky and slowly fell.

She closed the fan with one hand, turned it back to normal size and held it around her waist, and with the other hand, she put the five fingers together and grabbed it casually, just in time to catch the Yurong Ointment falling from the air.

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Zhou Yu was the first to applaud, and everyone just woke up from a dream, and immediately applauded vigorously. Among them, the director and the publicity minister applauded the most.

The director's mustache was jumping and jumping with excitement, and the director of publicity clapped his hands until his beer belly quivered.

"Okay, that's great."

The director was so excited that he could only say yes over and over again.

You know, he started out shooting commercials.

I have been in the industry for more than 20 years, and I have shot tens of thousands of advertisements. I have never seen such a wonderful and natural performance in one go. Today is an eye-opener.

　Little fairies, Happy March 3 Goddess' Day (*￣[-]￣)╭
　　
　
(End of this chapter)