"Sister An, hurry up and bring me a cup of ginger tea," after the play, Zhuge Ming was the first to jump over like a monkey to ask for ginger tea, a face is full of emotion when the play is played, and a frozen zombie face is a frozen zombie face after the play. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It's hard for him.

But every time Zhao Yixuan heard him say that Sister An was like my sister, the boss was unhappy, An Qing was his sister, so he wouldn't be a little shorter than him. That's not going to work.

Therefore, before Zhuge Ming could get the bowl of ginger tea, he was slipped away by Zhao Yixuan with his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing, can you be generous, you still have to be shameless," Zhuge Ming shouted shamelessly while holding the bench next to him, but unfortunately it was not a fixed bench, and it was still dragged away by Zhao Yixuan.

Every now and then, An Qing comes out to reconcile, "Don't make trouble, drink some ginger tea, and there will be a play later." ”

Only then did the two stop fighting.

An Qing also took a cup of ginger tea to Zhang Weiwei, who was a little blue from the cold next to her, "No, drink some, it's warm, women can't be frozen." ”

Zhang Weiwei took the ginger tea and couldn't stop thanking An Qing.

When Zhuge Ming and Zhao Yixuan saw it, they couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Yixuan always felt that this Zhang Weiwei didn't look like a good person, she was a newcomer to Hua Dan, and her acting skills were passable, but the one that has been spread out from top to bottom is a bit exaggerated, but it is by no means groundless.

Yesterday it was just hype to comfort An Qing, he didn't want her to really feel the darkness of the entertainment industry, so he wanted to protect her simplicity as much as possible.

If someone takes advantage of her innocence, then don't blame him for being Prince Zhao.

"Tsk, the man-eating flower is going to eat the little white rabbit. Zhuge Ming said such a sentence without a head.

"What do you mean. Zhao Yixuan felt that what he said was related to that Zhang Weiwei,

Zhuge Ming shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "I saw her enter the Baihuamen Gate last month." ”

Baihuamen is a well-known secret in the circle.

Everyone knows it, but they try to hide it as much as possible, at least they won't let many people know that they have been there, of course, this is just for people in the circle, and people outside the circle, all of them are powerful people, and they are proud to show their identity, to put it bluntly, they just go in to find a backer, it's good to rely on, it's okay to change it if it's not good, it's nothing.

If Zhang Weiwei is innocent and relies on her own strength to come up step by step, she will not go to Baihuamen at all.

In other words, this woman is not a good person as An Qing said, of course, good people and bad people are not defined in this way. How could someone who is just in a hurry to find a backer stop and pick up something for a small assistant, so as to send a signal of goodwill.

Then her purpose, there are nine achievements for Zhao Yixuan. Since half a year ago, he has been exposed to the identity of Prince Zhao, he has the right, his name, and his appearance, so what reason is there not to look for this backer.

After Zhuge Ming finished speaking, he put down the cup, warmed up, and memorized lines to prepare for the next scene.

"An Qing," Zhao Yixuan didn't want An Qing to contact her anymore, so he pretended to be weak, covered his stomach, and called her back.

An Qing was chatting happily with Zhang Weiwei, when she suddenly heard Zhao Yixuan's soft voice, she couldn't help shaking, looked back, and found that Zhao Yixuan was holding her stomach with a constipated look.

said hello to Zhang Weiwei, and hurried back to Zhao Yixuan's side.

"What's the matter, my stomach hurts, isn't it raining? An Qing probed Zhao Yixuan's forehead with the palm of her hand, "There is no fever." ”

Zhao Yixuan's black line fell, what does this have to do with fever, but the acting is a full set. Holding An Qing's hand and putting it on his stomach, but there were too many clothes, and he opened the clothes before putting An Qing's hand in.

Everyone covered their eyes one after another, this world really doesn't give single dogs a chance to live. Let's get to work.

Zhang Weiwei couldn't help but drift over there after beating An Qing and leaving, looking at Zhao Yixuan's doting appearance, she almost bit her gums, and secretly hated in her heart, why could An Qing's woman who wanted nothing get Zhao Yixuan's favor! It must be that he didn't see my good! If, if he could look at me, he would definitely fall in love with me.

An Qing didn't care about the others, and rubbed Zhao Yixuan's stomach with peace of mind.

"Hmm, it's comfortable," Zhao Yixuan was rubbed a few times by An Qing's small hand, feeling that his idea was really good.

"Who's that, come here! Filming!" Director Wang sat behind the handheld and kept knocking on the script. As for who it is, it is definitely Zhao Yixuan, who is about to lie down comfortably and beg for scratching. Director Wang absolutely didn't admit that he was too comfortable to look at him, so he felt so pitiful and jealous.

Zhao Yixuan glanced outside very dissatisfied, filming with a group of rough men in the rain on one side, and Nuan Nuan's wife on the other. I struggled inwardly.

An Qing leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Go ahead, love you." ”

The full-blooded resurrection is Zhao Yixuan's state at the moment, with a solemn face, he brought Zhuge Ming, who was studying his lines carefully, to the center of the venue, threw out his script casually, and waved his hand righteously, "Director, we are ready, let's start filming." ”

The crowd was blinded by this scene. I was lazy just now, but now I'm beaten with chicken blood.

Director Wang didn't care, and immediately arranged for manpower to be in place to start filming. This rain can't fall in vain, what a good bitter drama standard.

"Your Majesty, think twice!" Huo Guang knelt outside the main hall, shouting again and again. The rain wet his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel his sadness, and he kowtowed again and again, showing his firm determination.

And Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sat in the main hall, looking at Huo Guang in the hazy rain, full of loneliness, not that he didn't think twice, but that the national conditions did not allow it, so he could only give up some people.

"Your Majesty, think twice," Huo Guang didn't know how long he knelt outside the hall and how long he shouted, and the clear hall in front of him became more and more blurred. But he must insist, hoping that the emperor can change his mind.

In the field, the girls who were watching next to them couldn't help but want to pull Zhao Yixuan up, what Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Ming Jun, just tortured the courtiers like this!!!

No, it's not up to the director to help or not! It's all because the director doesn't shout. The resentment is concentrated on the Wang Dao who is concentrating on the side.

"Hmm, why is it so cold, that assistant, move the electric heater closer to me, it's a little cold. Director Wang shuddered and said to the assistant on the side.

It's a pity that the assistant is also one of the grievances, pretending not to see or hear, and continuing to watch Zhao Yixuan in the field.

Wang Dao: "...... should I declare my personal vendetta? But will there be no more meat in this way?"

Finally, at the moment when Huo Guang fell, Director Wang shouted "click".

Zhao Yixuan jumped up in an instant, went straight to Director Wang's side, and hugged the electric heater without letting go.

An Qing thought, it seems that there should be an electric heater.