Chu Qing said a few words to her and closed the line. I changed my clothes and took a taxi and went straight to the sea of clouds.

She hadn't been to the set for a few days, so she went to the set with Qiao Shu first. When they saw Xu Zhengqing, the two said hello. In the past few days, Xu Zhengqing has been very busy. When he's free, he'll send her a message to say hello.

However, when he was idle, it was usually midnight, when Chu Qing was already asleep. So often he sent her messages at night, and she didn't reply until the next day. The two of them never touched. The two of them didn't mention it again when he hugged her that night. Chu Qing sometimes felt that it was his own delusion, and he didn't dare to tell Qiao Shu.

The meeting began at two o'clock, and there were more than forty minutes left. Qiao Shu and the others all went to have lunch, and Chu Qing went to the conference room first.

On the way, I met Secretary Liu, who warmly greeted her and personally led her to the conference room. I poured her tea before leaving.

The air-conditioning in the conference room was turned on, and she looked at the greenery on the table and took a sip of tea. Slightly stunned, she raised the cup to her eyes to observe.

The leaves are slender and float in the water, giving off a pale green sheen. It is high mountain tea. The taste is mellow, sweet and slightly bitter, and the aftertaste is long.

Didn't expect them to like to drink this tea too?

She took another sip and leisurely surveyed the conference room.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and she bit her cup and raised her eyes to see Han Che walking in. She was immediately choked, coughed and stood up and said, "Hello, Mr. Han." ”

Han Che's gaze swept around her face, mumbled, and then pulled away from the position of chief and sat down.

"Sick?" He put down his clip and looked at her.

His cool eyes made Chu Qing suddenly think of Qiao Shu and said, "I always feel that he knows about the two of us fooling him, which makes me feel weak." She suddenly felt a little weak.

“…… All right. ”

Han Che looked at her, and she was sitting in the last row. He pointed to the first position under his head and said, "Sit down here." ”

That position is generally the director and producer, Chu Qing was a little hesitant.

"Come here." He repeated.

Chu Qing wondered if he had a problem to discuss with himself, and he didn't pretend anymore. I hugged the cup and sat down. As soon as I sat down, a faint fragrance wafted over, a very elegant note of trees, and the aftertaste was cedarwood. Very good smell.

She looked at him in surprise, he spilled perfume? Before, he only had the scent of soaphorn on his clothes, as if it was the first time he was found spilling perfume.

He was still wearing a black shirt with sleeves rolled up neatly to his elbows. The slender fingers held the Wen Jiàn clip, leaning lazily in the back of the chair, chic and handsome.

It's really eye-catching!

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. But noticing that he was looking up, she immediately lowered her head and pretended to drink.

"Well, what's the matter with you asking me to sit here?"

"It's fine."

“……”

She was a little speechless.

The two of them fell silent, and after a while, the others came over after dinner. The meeting began. The meeting went smoothly. Today is the last few scenes in the studio. After the shooting, everyone planned to celebrate. So after the meeting ended, Chu Qing stayed on the set.

The last scene is the scene where the heroine cooks.5./books//307/

Master, cultivate immortals. There is no need for Dongfang Yu to go into battle in person, and a stand-in is used. The stand-in found a makeup artist at random, because her size was about the same as Dongfang Yu.

However, because of the wrong major, this scene has been done many times.

The director was a little helpless, so he asked everyone to rest for ten minutes and tell her the play in person.

Here, everyone brought a plate of shrimp that was burned during the filming just now, and ate it with their fingers. Several big men ate for a while, and their expressions were really rich and exciting. Seeing Qiao Shu, the photographer beckoned to her and said, "This shrimp is well cooked, old Joe, come and taste it!" ”

It's almost dinner time, and everyone is hungry. Qiao Shu was also hungry, so when she heard the words, she really ran over and tasted it, and just after chewing two bites, her whole face was distorted, and she spit out all the shrimp with a wow: ", you pit old lady!" Salty to death, water, water, water, get water! ”

The shot of the salt just now was reshot several times. Can it not be salty? Chu Qing was about to laugh when he sat on the side.

Qiao Shu drank a whole bottle of mineral water before she came back to her senses, and she wailed and beat them one by one. Seeing Chu Qing smiling, she looked at her, and after this look, she found that she ran to the director like a treasure, pointed at Chu Qing and said, "Director, you see, the screenwriter is about the same size as Dongfang, let me let the screenwriter come?" The screenwriter's dishes are super delicious. ”

When Chu Qing heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "No, I don't know how to act, you also saw it last time." "Last time, she played Yahuan, and everyone unanimously commented that she was clearly a master, not like Yahuan at all. Letting her act is simply embarrassing her.

When the director heard this, he also looked at Chu Qing, who was tall and slender, and his stature was indeed similar to that of Dongfang. His eyes lit up, this makeup artist didn't know how to cook at all, and using her was a pure waste of everyone's time.

"Qingqing, are you coming?"

Chu Qing shook his head: "I can't, I'm nervous!" ”

Qiao Shu comforted: "Don't be nervous, you just concentrate on cooking and treat us all as air." Anyway, the camera only shoots your hand, not your face. ”

The producer said: "It's just to save money for the crew, so that we don't have to go to professionals." ”

"We can also take the opportunity to do a promotional feature of the screenwriter's own tidbits, which must be very attractive......"

Everyone was gossiping, and Xu Zhengqing also came over and asked, "Do you want to try it?" He is also present in this scene, and the prince he plays will watch it from a distance.

Chu Qing looked at him, his eyes full of exhaustion. His agency seems to have given him some trouble, and he has been in a hurry for a while, and he doesn't seem to have had a good rest recently. Chu Qing thought about it and agreed.

As soon as Qiē was ready, the camera slowly moved over.

The director shouted to start filming, and the scene recorder stepped back. Chu Qing was calculating the steps of making this dish in his mind, and gradually ignored the people around him. When the oil is boiling, she pours the shrimp into the pot, skillfully stir-frys, cuts, stir-fries, takes them out of the pot, and finally sprinkles them with chopped green onions. Coherent.

In less than ten minutes, it was completed.

The director stood up and shouted with a smile: "Cut! Good, good, good, Qingqing, you're very good! ”

The photographer gave Chu Qing a thumbs up and sighed again and again: "D! I knew that I would have found a screenwriter earlier, how much time was wasted! ”

Qiao Shuhou hurriedly ran over and grabbed the plate in Chu Qing's hand: "Come on, give me a taste!" ”

Chu Qing stuffed the plate directly into her hand, she picked one up and ate it directly while holding the plate, and everyone gathered around to grab it when they saw this.

"It's delicious, it's not a grade at all!"

"Well, I want to swallow my fingers."

……