"Cheng Jingshu, what's the matter with you?"

Unconsciously, Cheng Jingshu's expression management is out of control again. Li Jiahua is completely angry this time, and stands up and pats the board directly.

"I..."

Cheng Jingshu's state is no longer right. She can't bear to look down upon people who want to step on the bottom of her feet. She is completely out of her imagination and design, completely out of control.

It's obvious that he's a waste! How could it be like this!

"President, is Miss Cheng being suppressed?"

Although Pang Kai is an assistant to the president, he has been in touch with entertainment related affairs for many years and has a little understanding of acting.

The so-called pressure play is two people in the play, because the acting skills and momentum of both sides are not in a horizontal line, the weak side is easy to be crushed, resulting in poor state, mentality collapse.

But it's impossible. Ye Xian is just a rookie in film and television, and has an "honor" with the lowest score of Douban. Cheng Jingshu is the best actress who just won the Magnolia Award!

Pang Kai turns to look at Bo tingshen and finds that the president is still looking at Ye Xian!

He has never seen the president focus on anyone for such a long time.

"However, it's surprising that ye Xian can speak French. When he entered the company, he didn't fill in high school? Have you studied abroad before? "

Pang Kai chattered on and on, and the thin court gave him a light glance.

Pang Kai extracted two words from it: noisy

Shut up immediately.

"Master Jingshu, would you like to have a rest?"

Ye Xian took a glass of water from one side and handed it to Cheng Jingshu. She didn't want to open it. "You don't have to be so kind."

Jiang Xin: "you..." she has always had a good impression of Cheng Jingshu, but today's play feels that she is too inexplicable. Ye Xian can speak fluent French, and everyone present is very surprised. She is the only one who has an ugly expression and is always ng, wasting other people's performance.

Do you think ye Xian has robbed her of the limelight? This idea is too narrow.

"It doesn't matter." Ye Xian looked at the water droplets splashed on his hands, slightly lowered his eyes, put down the water cup, "since master Jingshu is OK, then continue."

Li Jiahua had to start all over again.

But it was a very simple play. It was repeated five or six times. The problem every time was Cheng Jingshu. She seemed to be angry with someone. She had to destroy the play and ye Xian's state.

What's rare is that even if everyone can see that Cheng Jingshu is intentional, every time he helps her talk, calms the director's mood and proposes to continue shooting, he's all right. It's Ye Xian.

Huihui watched behind the camera, her eyes blurring with tears.

She is not a sentimental girl, but looking at this scene, she suddenly felt sad and regretful.

Ye Xian is such a good brother. He is kind and dedicated. Even if his opponent's actors deliberately provoke and destroy him, he will not blame him. He does not have any bad mood. He just comes back patiently over and over again. His superior cultivation and bearing are just like those from his bones.

If she didn't come to the set in person today, if she didn't see this scene with her own eyes, she would be ye Xian's black powder forever. She never knew that he was such a good person and an actor who worked so hard.

On the other hand, her fans are bullying and slandering.

Perhaps across a layer of network, can never see a person's true colors.

Sometimes what the ears hear and what the people follow is not the truth.

Huihui put away the camera.

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