Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Jiang Xiao's ancestor was in trouble again on the set, and the script in his hand was thrown away, and he threw a word with no weight: "Stop."

When Deputy Director Zhao heard this, he immediately panicked: "Director, director, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhiwo was lying on a recliner with a thick blanket, with his slender legs lapped over. The temperature has cooled down in the past two days, and he has lost energy. He is very sick and has no energy in his voice. : "Remove makeup."

He was referring to the leading actress, Yu Ran.

Yu Ran is a hot first-line film and television artist. Jiang Zhi's film is a national theme, and all actors are required to appear on the scene without makeup, but she can't let go.

After being exposed in public by the director, Yu Ran was awkwardly there, her agent hurriedly stepped forward to round the stage: "Just put on some makeup, can the director—"

Jiang Zhi raised his eyes: "What do you think?"

His eyes were peach-eyed, and he was beautifully born, but when he was so slightly restrained, there was a dangerous message inside.

"Go and take off Ran Ran's makeup."

After hearing what the agent said, the makeup artist hurriedly removed the makeup for Yu Ran.

It's a bit cloudy and windy today, and it's going to be cool in late autumn.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

The beauty on the reclining chair blushed with a cough, and I feel sorry for her appearance.

Ah Wan hurriedly handed over the warm milk, took another blanket to cover it with the delicate employer, and said: "Jiang Shao, Yang Xu's agent has an appointment with you."

Yang Xu is the traffic floret who was replaced due to being late.

The milk is canned in a pure black package. Jiang Zhi pinched the can with two light white fingers, and sipped slowly: "No time."

Next to him, Assistant Director Zhao weakly asked, "What about Yang Xu's role?"

Yang Xu is the second female in this movie, with a lot of shots, the most important thing is-high traffic! To be honest, Deputy Director Zhao was really reluctant to change, but... he didn't dare.

Director Jiang Da closed his eyes half-closed, holding the jar of milk, tapping with his fingers repeatedly, and after a moment of silence, his eyelashes were lifted up and peach blossoms bloomed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and pointed to a place: "Come here."

Everyone looked in the direction.

On the opposite side of the set, more than 20 extras stood in a group, and the girl with a dumb expression on the outside took a step forward, her eyes widened, and she pointed at herself incredibly: "Me?"

The girl looks young, not tall, looks unclear, her face is covered in artificial plasma, and she wears a uniform distributed by the extras. It can be seen that she is playing a passerby, and the city is bombed by the enemy. , The people suffer, she is a passerby who shows his face.

The passer-by named by the great director was taken aback.

"Yeah." The great director asked her in a awake tone, "what's your name?"

Passerby scratched his head, but still didn't react much, his expression was very confused: "My name is Fang Ideal."

"How many times have you played?"

Passerby may be a little conscious, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "I have been a special actor for four years."

"Can Yang Xu play?"

Ah, pie in the sky!

Passerby girl was smashed with enthusiasm by the pie, her round eyes curled, and the crescent moon was shining.

She said: "Yes!" She patted her chest, and said with confidence, "Director, I can, I can act the dead to life!"

After she finished speaking, she fell straight down, shivered a few times, paralyzed all fours, rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand, and slowly and slowly dropped her hand toward the distance-she was shot and killed in a public performance.

Everyone: "..."

Not to mention, there is a sense of hierarchy.

Jiang Zhi changed his posture and lay down: "It's her."

Deputy Director Zhao was dumbfounded, so hasty?

In this way, Fang Ideal Salted Fish turned over, so hey, I feel that life has reached the peak!

She bounced around, wishing to jump to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun: "Xu Fang, Xu Fang!"

Zhou Xufang stood in a group of performances: "Yeah."

The two of them have known each other for three months. One is a group performer and the other is a group special. They are often encountered in the crew. They are not very familiar with them before. Last month, Zhou Xufang was owed wages, and Fang Ideal came out of his favor. Not satisfactory, but formed a revolutionary friendship.

Fang Ideal jumped in front of her, grinning, revealing two small pears: "You pinch me."

Zhou Xufang poked her arm gently.

Fang Ideal didn’t feel the pain. He squeezed the soft flesh of his thigh, twisted his teeth, and grinned with pain. After the pain, he smiled: “It’s not a dream.” She exploded in place, “Xu Fang, I’m really into weaving. Girl, my ancestor has opened his eyes!"

Zhou Xufang did not respond.

Fang·The Weaver Girl·Ideal reached out and shook her eyes twice: "What are you looking at?" Looking along Zhou Xufang's eyes, "Are you looking at Director Jiang?"

Zhou Xufang nodded: "He looks really good."

Fang Ideal looked at it a few times, tusk tusk... which is good-looking, will it harm the country and the people?

Director Jiang Da's looks like this, in ancient times, it is definitely a confidant's misfortune. No, no, when the confidant lie down softly and weakly, someone will'fight' for the beauty.

"Ming Saiying, what the **** are you crazy!" Yu Ran, who has always been active in the entertainment circle as a fairy sister, is blushing now.

The quarrel with her was also a member of the circle, the fourth child of the Ming family, and the heroine of the crew next door.

"Crazy?" The Ming family is also ranked in the imperial capital. There is no shortage of money. Ming Saiying has always walked sideways in the circle, more arrogant than her, and who is better than her, "That's better than you sulking."

Yu Ran became angry: "You—"

Ming Saiying hugged her hand and was still wearing the costume of the court drama. As she lifted her chin, she showed the aura of a harem boss: "I don't know who it is. I wore a suspender skirt to knock on the director's door in the middle of the night."

Everyone in the circle knows about this.

Just a few days after the filming of Jiang Zhi’s film, the heroine Yu Ran knocked on the door wearing a strap with very little fabric. The famous name said: "Talking about the play. Of course, this "play" was not completed and was taken to the bureau by the police comrades. I went to negotiate a lot of what to wear.

After being stabbed by the scandal, Yu Ran was so angry that he directly pulled Ming Saiying's hair, and the agents on both sides hurriedly pulled, pushed and shoved the room, not knowing who tripped the upright camera on the ground.

Fang Ideal was also watching a good show, his eyes widened when he saw the camera's backward direction, "Xu Fang, get out of the way!"

When Fang Ideal called her, she was looking at Jiang Zhi's face, and Jiang Zhi, sitting on the director's chair-drinking milk.

The words on the milk jug are in English. Zhou Xufang’s eyesight is very good. She can see clearly after a few hundred meters. No wonder her client wants her to take him captive. He looks so good-looking, more cotton than her. The sugar glass box looks even better.

"Xu Fang!"

Fang Ideal wanted to reach out to her, but it was too late.

"Huh!"

The camera hit Zhou Xufang's body, and she fell back, hitting the camera's support with her hand, and cut a very long cut.

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Zhou Xufang: Can I drink some of your milk?

Jiang Zhi covered her mouth and untied her belt shyly.

Zhou Xufang:...

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