"Brother Boxi, I'm afraid. Gu Jiang wanted to cry without tears, she was afraid that she would be too obsessed with responding to Boxi, and it would be embarrassing to forget that this was acting.

Boxi touched her head and comforted, "Don't be vain, you are also an actor and dedicate yourself to art." "It's been a long time, and sure enough, my sister's head is really easy to touch.

"Alright, ready to go!"

[The people under the red quilt silently read the prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony, and every inch of exposed skin is written with patriotism, dedication, honesty and friendliness. 】

Such a beautiful scene, but the difference between inside and outside the lens is very big, so that the onlookers can't help but swallow their saliva.

In the shot, Boxi's smooth back is densely sweated, and the makeup artist outside the camera is sprinkling water, and it has to be sprinkled irregularly and beautifully.

Gu Jiang was like a cat, letting out a comfortable sigh, like a feather cutting through his heart, and his heart was itching.

As for the detailed sound effects that cannot be described, they are completed by post-dubbing.

Fortunately, Zheng Long's shooting was very beautiful, and he nodded with satisfaction, shouted "card", thoughtfully took people away, and gave them a space to change their clothes and get up.

Boxi propped himself up on her body, and his deep eyes were cold, as if the look just now was just an illusion.

The thin lips were hooked upward, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he found that his voice was unspeakable, and he suddenly got up to leave Gu Jiang with a back.

Gu Jiang gasped heavily, like a drowning person, his heart was beating rapidly, and the whole person was red from the root of his ears to his whole body, his skin was white and red, and he could be broken by blowing.

hugged himself shyly, ahh!!h

When she cleaned up the yellow trash in her mind and got dressed, she walked out of the room to find that it was getting late. Jiayue had already taken a boxed lunch and was waiting for her, "Gu Jiang, is your play tonight going well?"

She didn't dare to go to the onlookers, so she had to ask afterwards.

"Emmm is okay. Gu Jiang didn't dare to think about it, so he took the lunch box and began to eat, gagged his mouth with food, and pretended not to have time to answer.

Jiayue knew that she was shy, and she was also worried that she was hungry, so she didn't ask much, and thoughtfully prepared water to prevent her from choking.

———— Dividing Line————

The plot has already been filmed in the second half -

"Gu Jiang, you have to laugh at this time. Zheng Long pointed out, and he gestured to Gu Jiang's smile.

However, at this time, Xiaohua was already very uncomfortable. Gu Jiang retorted that now that the plot of filming has reached the point where Xiaohua and Agen's relationship has begun to break, Xiaohua has pushed Agen out again and again.

"Gu Jiang, you still don't understand Xiaohua well. Zheng Long put down the camera and went over to tell Gu Jiang about the play, "This woman is the kind of woman who is always sunny, but her heart is gradually rotting, and only death can bring real relief." ”

On the surface, it is clean and sunny, but in fact there are rotten lice in the bones.

Gu Jiang pondered, she was still too introverted, she had to substitute Xiaohua to release her emotions, she wandered around the room to think, Zheng Long did not disturb silently, and was ready for the camera at any time.

It wasn't until Gu Jiang raised his head and met her calm triangular eyes that Zheng Long knew that she was in the play-

[Xiaohua can't go out due to illness, and the only thing she can do is to wait for Agen to come home. It was a period of rapid development, and she and Agen, who was isolated from the outside world, had fewer and fewer words to say to her.

She looked at the jasmine flower on the windowsill, and the golden sunlight added a veil of holiness to it, as if it were shining.

Bright sunshine, fresh air, delicate flowers, the world is so beautiful, but one by one

Not mine. 】