Wanyin smiled against her will: "Cousin, what do you want? It's just a month." The directors and producers on the set will provide experience to facilitate communication and understanding. It's impossible for me to let Sister Yizhen bring tea and water to deliver a boxed lunch, don't you still believe me?"

"yes, I just don't believe you. He came out of his grumble, haunted by what had happened last time.

"Then forget it. Wanyin imagined a sentence in her heart. But apparently she doesn't have the same real advantage. How could Ember bow to her.

"I'm really sorry for what happened last time. But you can't kill someone with a stick. He won't even give me a chance to prove his innocence. ”

Wanyin hugged her arms and thought for a while: "That's it, cousin, you go back and ask Sister Yizhen's opinion." Being on set is just for communication, and it's not something I can decide on my own. You have to give an explanation to the director, don't you?"

Nightash glanced at her, nodded in response, and went back that night to confess the matter to Yizhen.

Naturally, I don't really want to go. But people have to integrate into reality, otherwise the world will not tolerate it. She's going to have to survive after all.

"Don't bite your fingers. Nightshade pulled away Yizhen's hand, "To go, or not? ”

Yizhen glanced at the Ember of the Night: "Didn't you let me go? Why are you ambiguous? Do you know that this is the act of the Holy Mother?"

"It's not. Nightshade stretched out his hand and hugged the man into his arms: "Don't you know your reputation? Now you don't have a behind-the-scenes boss. What if they bully you?"

Yizhen muffled: "It's like I've never been bullied." I don't know who beats and scolds me at home every day. After finishing his words, he was smacked.

"I'll be honest with you. ”

"I'll be honest with you. ”

The two sat cross-legged and facing each other, like a pair of intimate small stone statues.

"Do you want to go?" asked Nightash.

"If I don't go, can you find me another big case? ”

"Not at the moment. "Ember of Night.

"Then you're talking. Yizhen slapped his shoulders: "Look at my miserable appearance, do you think I am still qualified to pick and choose?"

"I can raise you. He said seriously.

"I don't know who asked me the other day when I would be a little more mature. That posture is almost eager to pull out the seedlings to help it grow. "I really look at the night embers with disgust.

"It's not the same thing. Am I so hard-hearted?" Nightember was impatient and shook her hand, "Hurry up, to go or not to go?"

"Young Master. Yizhen blinked: "Do you remember when you wanted to buy a private island?"

Nightash was stunned and nodded, "What's wrong?"

She half-hung her head, "I want you to be happy." ”

Nightash suddenly smiled: "Silly girl, don't think about it. I haven't forgotten. ”

"I don't need a lot of money. "It's true.

"That won't make you suffer and be poor for the rest of your life. I can't bear it. ”

He smiled and took the person into his arms, one hand gently combing her hair.

"And I'm talking about spending your old age in peace, you haven't even given me a child, so you want to quit?"

Yizhen smiled and slapped him, "Then what are you talking about? There's no need to get along with money. ”

"I appreciate you. "Everyone else has advised me to return to the Ye Clan, but you are the only one who is willing to stay on the council with me." Thank you for your hard work. ”

It's really hard to adapt to his frank confession, two small scarlet clouds burned on his face, and he blocked his face: "I hate it, people are so shy." ”

Ember of Night: "......"

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On the day Yizhen went to the set, Ember sent her in person.

Yizhen saw that he had a serious face and laughed in his heart. This man straightened his face seriously, and about six inches around his body seemed to be electrified, with the breath of a dead man. It was as if life was at stake.

It wasn't much of a big deal. But as soon as he appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became very different.

Yizhen never believed that these people would treat her so politely.

smiled and asked long and short questions, and hurriedly called the teacher to come out, looking left and right looking for the audience, eagerly like a show. That's not how a real director is. I really want to.

Wanyin has changed into a gorgeous stage makeup, with gorgeous feathers on her head, metal sequins on her body, and a lace-trimmed puffy skirt.

The dance teacher is in a training session. As soon as the frenzied music sounds, the actor has to twist his hips and waists with the rhythm, and at the end he will lift his skirt, which is even more demanding for kicking and leg lifting.

Stunting, kicking, spinning. The passion, unrestrained body, and hot performance of the actors bring people perfect enjoyment.

The dance is not only romantic in France, but also full of the sultry style of the Parisian upper class.

The dancers dance skillfully and gracefully, accompanied by changing gestures, swirling dance steps and cute eyes.

But in Yizhen's view, there is only a big red and glamorous, a simple visual enjoyment.

She couldn't understand how she could agree on the aesthetics of such a setting from the perspective of the young painter.

I forgot to mention that she is also responsible for the painting skills of the young painters in the film, which is a temporary decision of the director team, on the grounds that time constraints are the purpose of squeezing labor.

If you really see through it and don't say it, you will smile and not speak.

So what should this young painter think of such a charming and enchanting?

His idol was Lautrec, an impressionist painter who emphasized the beauty of the flow of light and shadow. Lautrec, on the other hand, focuses on the interior scene, and for him, light only serves as illumination.

The brilliant lights of the Moulin Rouge fall overhead, accentuating the shadows on the sides of the noses and chins of the figures.

Lautrec does not embellish this, but exaggerates this feature, drawing the figure's facial features large and distorted.

Therefore, the star of the Moulin Rouge turns people upside down, but in his paintings, it is a bit ugly. And their expressions are not beautiful.

But this neurotic director impatiently lost his temper with Yizhen, smashed the script in his hand, and roared: "Are you an idiot? Can't you understand what I'm saying? I want to be sexy! I want to be beautiful and greasy! What are you drawing! Are you a camera haha mirror!"

is also really angry, this stupid fork actually threw the work he had worked the ground after a week of hard work, kicked a few black footprints, and scolded this as garbage.

And now he's spouting on it even harder!

Wanyin sat in front of the makeup mirror for a long time, pretending not to notice this, smiling playfully, and discussing dance moves with the dance teacher like no one.

I really felt very humiliated, and I couldn't help but scream: "You're an idiot! A hormone oil sauce pig who hangs an art sign and plays a hooligan to look at his thighs! A paradise of money and art? Phew! You want to be coquettish! You want saliva and snot! You are a high-class shit and pee fart of the whole new generation of big names!!"

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