Chapter Seventy-Seven: Tears in the Corners of the Eyes
The two of them thought that it was all about each other, and this may be a tacit understanding. Hey, when will the director come?
In this way, everyone will take pictures early and finish work early, and I can go back to the hotel early.
You have to hold on, and something must go wrong when shooting.
――by Fei Yan, if Fei Yan shoots in such a situation, isn't it a bit bad?
But Fei Yan is a strong girl, she has to do everything by herself, how to persuade her?
――By Qianxi Ten minutes later, the director came.
"The staff present prepare the props, the makeup artist goes to make up, the gaffer, the light is darker......"
As soon as the director arrived, he began to direct.
About twenty minutes later, the three little ones had finished their makeup, and Fei Yan was still sitting in her chair.
"Fei Yan."
Qianxi screamed softly.
"Huh? What's the matter, you've changed your costume? ”
Fei Yan turned her head to look at Qianxi.
"Not yet. You see you're like this, and then I thought......"
Qianxi spoke for a long time, and Fei Yan took the next sentence.
"You want me to rest, and then tell the director about my situation, and after taking the footage of the three of you, I'll make up the shot when I'm better, right?"
"Uh, yes."
Fei Yan actually knows what she wants to say, so is she willing to do it?
"I wouldn't be like that. I don't want to affect other things because of my own situation, this qiē can be carried out smoothly, so I shouldn't talk to the director. ”
Fei Yan stood up.
"You go change your clothes, I'm going to put on makeup, pay attention to your tie when you change your clothes, I've seen it, it's a bit big."
Fei Yan patted Qianxi's shoulder like a buddy and went to put on makeup.
I really don't know what you're thinking, but I hope you can go along with the shooting when you shoot.
――By Qianxi a qiē ready.
"Okay, ready! 3,2,1,initiation! ”
"I really want to be in a bad mood for you, and I love you for just a few weeks, because you are not there, there is a light that is warm, and I can't help but look forward to it, because I love .................."
Dancing together, singing together, looking at the camera with confidence, the movements are very standard, and the cooperation is very tacit.
As soon as Fei Yan turned around, she walked to the back, and when she sang the chorus for a while, she began to dance.
However, it suddenly occurred to me that that kind of power should not strike!
At this time, his steps suddenly became chaotic.
Fortunately, I was in the back, and the camera couldn't shoot it.
Keep jumping, don't panic!
Although I said this to myself in my heart, I couldn't avoid it.
A string of pain in the heart.
Fei Yan stopped, her hands covering her chest.
Don't don't, don't do this!
Please, let's go!
Go away and stop pestering me!
That's not how I want my life!
- By Fei Yan Don't come near me anymore, don't pester me anymore, don't hurt me anymore!
The self in my heart kept talking, and I really wanted to escape this qiē.
However, that kind of power seemed to understand Fei Yan's inner words, and said, "Hmph, that's impossible, are you the master?" If you let me go, I'll go? Dream on! You, never, never, will never escape the palm of my hand! You will never be able to resist my strength! I'm going to bring you pain, your life is too happy in the eyes of others, and let you taste the pain of trouble! Hahaha......"
It became more and more intense, and the wrinkle between Fei Yan's eyebrows tightened.
Unable to bear the pain, Fei Yan knelt on the ground, her left hand supporting the ground.
A staff member present found out and immediately sued the director, who shouted "card"
, the three little ones also stopped dancing moves.
Everyone's eyes were on Fei Yan's body, and some people were already by Fei Yan's side.
"How?"
"What's wrong, what's wrong? Fei Yan, what's wrong with you? ”
……………… It's noisy.
Fei Yan covered her ears in pain and buried her head.
Please, stop this qiē!
Torture no more!
The three little ones ran over and asked about the situation.
"I'll just say it, she can't shoot in such a situation, I told her, she still refuses!"
Qianxi said.
"Where can I manage so much now, hurry up, help her to the chair!"
Wang Yuaner moved the chair over.
"Call the doctor, call the doctor, stop filming first, and contact the hospital quickly!"
The director stopped the machine and arranged it.
Fei Yan's hands and feet began to be cold, her hands were covered in her chest, her mouth was panting, and her body was curled up.
No, no, no, this qiē shouldn't have been like this!
Pipsqueak, where are you?
It's time, why don't you come and help me?
Can I only face any difficulties by myself and bear them by myself?
Am I really someone I don't have anyone to give me a hand with?
Am I really that helpless?
I don't want to, let's go back to the way things were!
I just want this trouble to leave as soon as possible!
Leave, leave, I don't want magic!
At this time, a tear slipped from the corner of Fei Yan's eye.
Why are you so vulnerable to injury lately?
What can tears say?
――by Qianxi