The filming in the afternoon did not go well, because the stuntman was not in a state all the time, and Jiang Zhi was not satisfied after filming several times. The stuntman himself was also anxious, and apologized sweatingly: "I'm sorry Director Jiang, something happened to my family." ”

Eori picked up the milk jug that was pressing the script, drank it empty, threw it back, and threw it into the trash: "Then you go home." ”

"I-"

He didn't have the patience to listen, and said to Deputy Director Zhao: "Settle her salary and replace her." ”

The stuntman's eyes were red, and he wanted to ask for mercy, but he was stopped by Deputy Director Zhao with his eyes, and he didn't ask for it, this person has no feelings, and oil and salt don't enter.

"Take a ten-minute break. Jiang Zhi got up, coughed and said, "I'll shoot Su Chan later, and then you can find a stand-in." ”

Deputy Director Zhao was embarrassed: "The time is too rushed, I'm afraid it's not easy to find." ”

Jiang Zhi licked his teeth, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and there were three thousand peach blossoms in his eyes, even this kind of color, which couldn't cover his eyes full of frost: "I don't even have a substitute, and now you tell me that you are in a hurry, is the shooting plan for you to do for fun?"

Deputy Director Zhao was scolded speechless, and touched his nose: "I was negligent." ”

"It's going to be done before dark, and there's still three hours at most. ”

With a word, he gathered his coat and walked away with a cough in three steps.

Deputy Director Zhao hurriedly called the field affairs over: "Don't worry about this side for now, quickly find a martial artist." ”

The field service also has a headache.

Fang Li didn't want to go: "Deputy director, I'll go on it myself." ”

Deputy Director Zhao also thought about it, but Director Jiang Da spoke, and her action scenes were all made with stand-ins: "Aren't you unwell?"

"It's okay, it's just one game. ”

Zhou Xufang pulled her clothes from behind: "You can't shoot scenes." She whispered to Fang Ideal, "I'll do it for you." ”

"No, it's dangerous if it's not professional. ”

"It doesn't matter, I've been a martial artist before. She reassured Fang Ideal, and then went to tell Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi, like Fang Ideal, also said no.

"Why?"

"There is a certain risk in Wuti. ”

Zhou Xufang felt that Jiang Zhi might have forgotten that she was as powerful as an ox, and she jumped like a monkey: "That city wall is only six or seven meters, I can jump sixty or seventy meters, I have done this before, I have experience." ”

She is an extras who has moved bricks and washed toilets and wiped windows.

If you don't develop well, you're not a good professional errand runner.

Jiang Zhi still disagreed: "You are a director's wife, what kind of martial arts substitute." ”

Excellent Zhou Xufang: "I want to make money to support you." ”

“……”

Love stories come in a set.

Jiang Zhi was coaxed by her, and he was unprincipled: "I will pick up good things to say." "On the contrary, he still eats this set, "Don't be reluctant, safety first." ”

Zhou Xufang: "Okay." ”

Saying okay, she was leaving, and went to the door and went back: "Jiang Weaving." ”

"Hmm. ”

She has one thing to say: "When you are filming, don't be too fierce, they are all terrible about you." ”

At this time, Jiang Zhi was not fierce at all, put on her hat and tied a bow: "It's good to be afraid of me, I'm afraid that I will be more efficient." ”

Zhou Xufang was hatted out of a small round face: "They will secretly scold you behind your back, saying that you are the king of Yama and the little ancestor." ”

Jiang Yama Wang, Little Ancestor Weaving: "Don't worry. ”

Actually, it's all the truth.

Zhou Xufang felt that people were wronging her boyfriend, and she was a little angry: "I don't like them to say this about you, you are not the king of Yama." ”

"And what am I?"

Zhou Xufang replied seriously: "You are the boyfriend of black impermanence, white impermanence." ”

It's so cute.

I want to kiss.

After kissing-

"Zhou Xufang, what did you eat?"

Zhou Xufang said quietly and weakly: "Stinky tofu." ”

Jiang Zhi took her back and sat on the sofa: "Who gave you food?"

She touched her nose: "The eldest sister who plays Mama Chen." ”

The eldest sister's husband sells stinky tofu, so he packed a bag to the set, and Zhou Xufang ate a small box: "Is it stinky?"

Jiang Zhi licked his lips: "Like stinky socks." ”

After saying that, continue to kiss.

Zhou Xufang, who smells of stinky socks: "......"

Because the matter of the stuntman was solved, and the filming continued as usual, Zhou Xufang changed into the same clothes as Fang Ideal, and after changing clothes, the field manager took her to the dressing room.

"Lisa, help her with her hair first. ”

"Okay. ”

Lisa asked Zhou Xufang to sit in front of the makeup mirror: "Do you want to put on your makeup too?"

Zhou Xufang played the role of the man in black who was waiting for the yarn hat, and only patted her side, without showing her face: "No need, thank you." ”

Lisa is the makeup artist of the group, and she has a good temper: "What's polite." ”

When Zhou Xu was spinning his hair, two people came in successively, the previous girl was dressed very beautifully, and when she pulled out a chair and sat down, she made a lot of movement.

Zhou Xufang glanced at it from the mirror, she recognized this girl, she had acted in the same TV series as the ideal, the ideal played the concubine Niangniang, and this girl played the little master of Chanson.

Just a few days ago, Concubine Su on TV got rid of the child of the little master of Chanson.

There was a girl coming in the back, short and chubby, with a ball on her head: "Sister Jiang Chun, your coffee." ”

The real name of the little lord of Chanson is Jiang Chun, she is not very famous, and she has a big temper: "Did you add sugar?" She threw the coffee paper cup on the table, spilling it everywhere.

The girl was her assistant and immediately took out a paper to wipe it: "I said I don't want sugar." "It was supposed that the people in the coffee shop didn't hear it.

Jiang Chun didn't listen to the explanation at all: "You want to fat me!"

"I'll buy it again. ”

She was impatient and rolled her eyes: "Forget it, if you don't drink it, you won't buy coffee, what's the use of hiring you." ”

The assistant was scolded by her and her eyes were red, and she lowered her head and didn't say a word, wiping the table.

"Hey!"

Lisa: Call me?

Jiang Chun sat on the chair with his hands folded and turned around: "Call you." ”

Lisa looked back: "Me?"

"Otherwise, I'll be called a ghost. She said, "Come and touch up my makeup." ”

Lisa didn't go over, and was still spinning Zhou Xu's hair: "It's going to be fine here soon, please wait for me for five minutes." ”

Jiang Chun glanced at Zhou Xufang from the mirror, and his chin was raised: "The next scene is my play, if it is delayed, Director Jiang will blame it, can you two afford it?"

The emperor sent me over to serve, if it is delayed, the emperor will blame it, can you slaves afford it?

This sentence is the line when the little master of Chanson is majesticly in the harem after he goes to bed, and Zhou Xufang feels that the tone of Jiang Chun's voice just now is the little lord of Chanson himself.

In that drama, Zhou Xufang hates the most is the little master of Chanson, and I hope she will receive a boxed lunch as soon as possible.

Zhou Xufang said to Lisa: "I'm also the next one." ”

Jiang Chun looked at her out of the corner of his eye: "Are you talking back to me?"

Zhou Xufang: "No. ”

Jiang Chun raised his chin: "You still talk back?"