Qiuqiu naturally knew that Meng Fanhua's ability had always been known to him.

He has been in Yu Ji for so long, Yu Ji's boss's methods, Yu Ji's methods, and Yu Ji's wife's methods, he knows too well!

Yu Ji's promise is like an old saying: maybe late but not absent. Yu Ji has an advantage: when she says it, she will either not agree, and she will go all out for what she promises, which is also the foundation of Yu Ji's foothold in the entertainment industry for so many years.

Except for Meng Fanhua's funds**, Yu Ji has hardly done anything similar against the water. As long as the conditions are negotiated in advance, it will definitely be done.

Meng Fanhua's face rose 45 degrees and saw Qiuqiu scratching her head embarrassedly.

Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Meng Fanhua began to help him out of the siege again.

"By the way, what's the play today?"

"Today, most of it is a blower, a scene, one of the three major artifacts of the TV series. ”

"Alright, let's go and see if we can blow the east wind. ”

"Dongfeng?"

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. ”

"Huh?"

"Hey, forget about playing the piano to the cow, let's go. By the way, what are the three artifacts? What are the other two?"

"Wia and eye drops!"

"What did the industry say?"

"No, my summary!"

"Hehe......"

"What do you mean?"

"Realize it yourself!"

When Meng Fanhua arrived on the set, today's day was basically a popular fried chicken scene, and Lin Ruhua rested.

Popular fried chicken, a person against Li Liluo, Zhu Jiarong, and Hu Yannan.

At this time, he was hanging on Weiya, with a blower blowing under his feet, and the sun was so hot that he could hardly open his eyes when the wind blew.

For him, it was also uncomfortable, but fortunately, he has been filming modern dramas and has a curiosity about Weiya and the blower!

"Come on, the three major artifacts of today's popular fried chicken are all accounted for!"

"What about the other artifact?"

"The blower is so big, it is outdoor, the wind and sand are also big, and the high-power blower is infested, so there must be eye drops to escort it!"

"Yes! ”

finally started filming, and the little bangs who had been fighting against the blower began to steal the scene again, and the teacher played the hairspray back and forth a few times, but it was still flying messily as always, and the flying was all over the place.

"Xiaomin, go and help. ”

"It's me again, sister!"

"Go ahead, the fried chicken will be fried in a while. I finally have some emotions for Weiya, and I'm going to scold the street in a while!"

"Okay. ”

Xiao Min reluctantly went over to help, and made Liu Hai'er obedient a few times.

When the red fried chicken gave Xiao Min a thumbs up, but Xiao Min accidentally tripped when he ran over, and for the sake of the shooting effect, he lay on the ground until the end of this filming.

After all, it was hard to make Liu Haier obedient.

As soon as the shooting was over, Meng Fanhua and Qiuqiu, Xiao Chang immediately went over to help Xiao Min, and the fried chicken was also shouting remotely, Xiao Min waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

"Did you fall somewhere?"

"With a mask and sleeves, you're really going to eat. ”

"It's okay. ”

Fluttering good Xiaomin, the drama of this blower is still the same.

"The blower is definitely the greatest invention of the TV series, and it's great. ”

"Xiaomin, what are you feeling?"

"Feeling the blower, I don't think those artifacts are as magical as the blower, if they are matched with a wide robe and big sleeves, it is a perfect match. ”

"Are you obsessed with blowers?"

"Of course, the blower is a make-up artist's nightmare. ”

"Why?"

"If you paint good makeup, as long as the blower appears, all kinds of powder will run into the nose and eyes, and the intensity of the blowing is not the same, and it is very troublesome to touch up the makeup. ”

"But this thing has to be used every day. ”

"The intensity is different, you see that the eyes of today's popular fried chicken are blown red, and it is estimated that some people will feel distressed. ”

Meng Fanhua smiled, Xiao Min usually doesn't talk like this, but now she curses the blower so much, it is estimated that she was angry by the blower, she guessed it boldly.

Sure enough, under the sleeve, the arm was scratched.

Xiao Min didn't expect to be discovered by Meng Fanhua, and was suddenly taken away from the sleeves, but she was startled.

"Sister Hua?"

"Why don't you say it?"

"It's not in the way if you scratch the skin. ”

"Xiao Chang, take Xiao Min to wipe some iodine, it's hot, don't take it seriously!"

Xiao Chang helped Xiao Min to the side, and Qiuqiu didn't speak.

"Why don't you speak?"

"There's nothing to say. ”

"Qiuqiu, let me tell you, I'm still me, you or Xiaomin, just tell the truth, don't hide it from me, I'm not as fragile as you think, you know? ”

"Got it. ”

Meng Fanhua is still looking at the set, in the next scene, the popular fried chicken is still staying on Weiya blowing the blower, like the wind on the day of the breakup, his brain hurts, and the whole person is volleyed, it is estimated that the wind has blown and he doubts his life.

"For the sake of being suave, just endure it. ”

"I don't know, the wind must have blown a lot. ”

"That's right. ”

"Grandma, I think the blower is a good match for you. ”

"Huh?"

"Come to think of it, you're a guy who comes out with a blower. ”

Meng Fanhua smiled lightly, and Qiuqiu's rainbow fart slapped more and more.

The wind is blowing under the feet, the majesty is majestic, the clothes are fluttering, and the blower has always had a place in these scenes, whether it is the appearance of the son, or the appearance of the graceful and suave, or the appearance of the swaying posture, as well as the so-called domineering appearance with BGM, the famous scene is indispensable to the blower.

After the popular fried chicken Cui Jianhong was put down, the makeup artist began to put on new makeup, putting on a sick makeup, he kept closing his eyes, it is estimated that he had been hanging there just now, and his brain hurt naturally sickly!

"Uncle Chen, do you want him to rest for a while?"

"Makeup is resting, I'm afraid of rain again later, rush time, no way, work hard. ”

"Good. ”

Meng Fanhua has little time with the group, and when she saw Cui Jianhong's eyes red just now, she really felt that he was very hard, but Director Chen spoke, and she had no reason to continue to let him rest.

"Jiarong, I'm ready to blow the wind!"

"I know, this northwest wind drinks, a stomach. ”

"Save your Coke!"

"And say, because of you, my coke, and my coffee have all been confiscated. ”

"Each other, each other. ”

After smiling at each other, it is time to continue working.

The world of blowers, big blowers, small blowers, household blowers, industrial blowers, this thing Meng Fanhua saw once at her grandparents' house when she was a child, in the northern town, it was used in a chimney to make the firewood smooth, but I didn't expect to see this thing for the second time on the set.

Where do you not meet in life, why do you have to know each other when you meet.