So when the chapter said, "You are different from those people in the lobby who keep talking about dedication and great love, I am not here to keep you, I mean, I like you, I love you, that's all."

The sect leader's eyes were excited, and his eyes seemed to have torches.

The lover can understand himself.

Zhang lied to him and said: "In fact, I also applied for Xinjiang aid...... Future," she coughed a few times, her voice getting lower and lower. And the sect leader's face was full of shock, mixed feelings, shock, heartache, and hesitation...... Lin Pingzhi bowed slightly outside the camera, so far, the sect leader will not leave no shots.

Lin noticed that he had a little more indescribable flavor this time, but he still performed as usual.

Zhang finally choked back tears and said: "Maybe we will never see each other again, but, Chen Peng, don't be full of scars, let me see you in the hospital......"

The sect leader took a step back, the corners of his mouth were frivolous, and half of his face was hidden in the dark, as if he was self-deprecating, as if he was disdainful, this was the sect leader's classic evil smile, but in his eyes full of sadness, there was no evil charm this time, only meaningful.

As if he already knew his fate, the written answer was easily spoken.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly remembered the sentence he wrote, and he personally arranged Chen Peng's fate.

"Chen Peng died of nuclear radiation. ”

Lin Pingzhi silently recited this sentence, and saw that Sect Leader Chen Peng was smiling arrogantly in the heavy rain, and then resolutely turned around, this scene was exactly the same as the scene in his mind, in the night light of the library, enduring stomach pain, writing this fantasy, or even greater.

Chen Peng came back to life, this is the living Chen Peng in 1959, he should know his fate.

This is not taught to lead the star, this is Chen Peng's own decision, and he chooses to burn as it should be.

Chen Peng loves Wang Minjia very much, and if he loses Wang Minjia, he loses his life, he holds the determination to die, at this moment, such a facial paralysis with great ideals, in this way, to balance love and ideals.

Ideal is of course higher than love, in Chen Peng's eyes, he thought that he belonged to the country since he was a child, so he responded to the call and went resolutely, but he actually realized his guilt, and his heart was missing that piece, so he deliberately fought on the most dangerous and difficult front line, maybe this is what he thought was a tribute to his love, which is of course stupid, but it is also simple.

The smile is meaningful.

Because Chen Peng knows his own fate, he will die without Wang Minjia.

- What a screenwriter.

Da Shuai scolded the person who wrote the script more selflessly, and wiped his somewhat red eyes by the way, and said, "Click!"

The two leading actors are still in a state of stunnedness.

The sect leader was still walking, and Zhang suppressed his whimpering and crying, his voice strange.

Lin Pingzhi shouted a few times: "It's over, it's over!" He rushed up word by word and shouted: "This good show is over!"

"It's over, it's over, it's gone!"

When he said it for the third or fourth time, he slapped it violently,

Zhang collapsed like a collapse, Da Shuaibi grabbed the international chapter, and her assistant ran over crying and helped him hard, and put it on his shoulder.

Lin Pingzhi's right hand was held in Zhang's hand, it was very tight, her hand was very cold, and it was estimated that she didn't feel it, Lin shook her hand up and down as an old friend, and said loudly: "International Zhang, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

This chapter finally came back to her senses, because she had a weak white look at Lin Ping, which was not an action made by Wang Minjia.

The assistant sneered, but Lin Pingzhi didn't feel embarrassed.

He shakes hands when he wants to, and when he wants to refuse to shake hands, he can always make a score.

This can be regarded as repaying the embarrassment that Zhang was ignored by him before.

As for the leader, he sat on the ground.

The culprit, Lin Pingzhi, is now like a good person, pulling the sect leader up.

The leader staggered with tears and laughter.

"Do you think the rain is getting lighter?"

The sect leader was stunned when he heard the voice.

But Lin Pingzhi didn't ask anyone, he stretched out his hand to answer himself, and was stunned:

"That's still a little different......"

The photographer still didn't turn off the camera, and he was also drenched in the rain for most of the day, and his hands were numb, and he keenly felt that this tidbit was worth cherishing, maybe it could be put at the end of the film to pass the time, there are many precedents in the movie, because these scars are extremely glorious, of course, if you cut your hand and call an ambulance to send you to the hospital as the ultimate glory, dedication and diligence, then you really insult the collection of big brother Cheng broke his bones, and today, it is comparable to the ultimate grinding scene like Shura's hell.

"Papapapa~"

Sect leader, Lin Pingzhi, the international chapter walked out of the rain curtain.

Some people applauded, and soon they became one, and the photographer held the camera anxiously, and he also wanted to applaud, and even jumped up and shouted to vent - Lin Pingzhi, the director of the grass mud horse!!Why don't you go to shoot "Smiling Proud Jianghu"? Try to write an uncomfortable script for yourself?

But Lin Pingzhi would not give him this opportunity.

Lin Pingzhi bowed to the surroundings, like thanking the stage, and got the noisy applause of the audience, on the side of the broken hospital that no one knew about in the capital, there was a lot of water outside, and the set also seemed to be stacked with a ten-meter wave crashing into people's hearts.

The Sect Leader and Zhang applauded weakly, even though they were also members of the glorious group just now.

Lin Pingzhi's Dior suit was all wet, clinging to his body, although he was in excellent shape, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

He hadn't had an umbrella today, and he deliberately rained heavily because everyone else was drenched.

He mustered up all his strength to praise the pale face of the International Chapter and the Sect Master, and when he looked back at the four directions, everyone's expressions were in full view, and now he was sure that he had completely conquered the scene, and that it was everyone around him.

Personality charm is such a thing, you still have to do it yourself.

……

The play dragged on for a long time, because several leading actors all had a severe cold, although the director Lin Pingzhi was in good spirits, just like a humanoid tyrannosaurus with no signs of illness, but the crew stopped work for a full week, and every turnover in seven days was releasing Huaying's blood.

There is also an insurance company that is so angry that everyone in the crew bought insurance, including Lin's tens of millions of huge insurance, but on the day of filming, the insurance supervisor sent to hide under the towering building and couldn't come down, thinking that it was impossible to film today, but he never thought that Lin filmed the most dangerous scene in his career.

In terms of numbers, it is true, dozens of people are half sick.

And the insurance company naturally slowly negotiated with the crew, but Lin Pingzhi didn't think that the guy who caught a cold that night, such as the photographer, could get the relevant compensation, because these companies didn't plan to pay at all, and they would rather go to court than pay.

Lin Pingzhi went to the hospital to visit Zhang and the sect leader, of course, he couldn't help but stage a hype show of the crew's family, but it also really connected the feelings, and the excitement of the sect leader touching his right hand was far beyond seeing his tender model girlfriend.

"This scene is too dangerous, Mr. Lin, you are so ruthless. ”

The Sect Master laughed. As he spoke, he had forgotten about what his little girlfriend asked him to ask about Lin Pingzhi's tone. The running male host group will be decided, this is Yang Tianbao's last chance.

In another room, the international chapter added Lin Pingzhi's name to his list of directors he respected the most.

Zhang thought about it, slid the "Pingzhi" away, and left a forest.

Lin Pingzhi also had palpitations, the sect leader said the truth, he had a good shot this time. Probably nothing could be more enjoyable.

When I went out, I received a phone call.

The instructor arrived.

The day of flying a plane and hitting a plane is coming.