Qiao Shu ran over, smiled at her expression and asked, "You can't eat it?" I knew you might not be able to eat it, so I asked them to bring you a bottle of Lao Gan Ma. Little Liu, what about the old godmother you want to bring? ”

The delivery man who called Xiaoliu immediately ran over.

Chu Qing saw that she really brought a bottle of old godmother over, and she couldn't cry or laugh a little.

"The conditions are so difficult, after the TV series is broadcast, it is the actor who is famous, and the boss who collects the money. We, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, are the most pitiful ......" Qiao Shu said and asked Xiaoliu in a low voice: "Let you add one more chicken leg to the screenwriter, what about the chicken leg?" She said to Chu Qing as if to take credit, "It's the producer who asked me to take good care of you, and I must not let you suffer a little bit." Your treatment is at the same level as Dongfang Jade. I envy you so much. ”

Xiao Liu interrupted her with some embarrassment: "The screenwriter's chicken leg was robbed." ”

"What, who robbed you, you're tired of it, aren't you?" Qiao Shu stood up angrily, and her loud voice attracted everyone to look over.

Chu Qing saw that everyone was sitting on the sand regardless of their image. There are also those who take off their shoes and sit on their shoes. Everyone works so hard, and she is not easy to be unique. Benla Qiaoshu sat down and comforted: "It doesn't matter, I don't like to eat chicken legs." ”

"This is a matter of rules...... Qiao Shu didn't give up and asked Xiaoliu, "Who is it?" ”

Xiao Liu pointed to the two girls sitting not far away.

Chu Qing looked at it, weren't they the two girls who gossiped about her in the tent in the morning? is holding the chicken leg and nibbling on it, it is that little cui.

Qiao Shu was about to go over, but Chu Qing hurriedly grabbed her: "The girl is thin-skinned, if you scold, she will definitely cry, which will affect the afternoon shooting." Don't worry about her. ”

Qiao Shu laughed: "When I entered this circle, before I became famous, I was as lowly as a dog." If she cries when she is scolded, she will have to cry blind sooner or later. ”

said so, she still listened to Chu Qing and did not pursue it again.

Everyone quickly finished eating and continued to work and film.

After Chu Qing finished eating, he sat here to rest.

Because of the long distance, it is difficult to carry items such as tables and chairs, so there are only five chairs on the set. Director, assistant director, and two leading actors, one each. The remaining handful, which was originally Qiao Shu's, she gave it to Chu Qing.

At this time, the two leading actors went to filming. Two chairs were empty. The two girls sat in the chairs of the two leading actors and chatted.

Chu Qing only now knows that there are two Yahuan actors, one is called Zhang Xinxin and the other is Liu Lan. When the two of them saw her, they greeted her warmly, as if the gossip about her behind her back in the morning had not happened.

Chu Qing didn't bother to bother with them, so he smiled and didn't speak.

A few people were sitting in the shade of the tree, and the producer didn't come to the set in the morning, so he came to say hello to Chu Qing. He brought a pack of fried chicken over: "Old Joe said that you didn't eat much at noon, so I went to buy it." ”

Chu Qing took the paper bag he handed over and thanked him politely.

There were five or six people sitting here, and only Chu Qing got the fried chicken. Everyone looked at her with envy on their faces, and she was a little embarrassed to eat. The producer smiled: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." I'll go first. ”

The producer said he was leaving.

At this time, Liu Lan was pushed by Zhang Xinxin, she hesitated for a moment, leaned next to Chu Qing, smiled flatteringly, and begged in a low voice: "Screenwriter, can you ask the producer to give us a fried chicken too?" ”

Chu Qing slowly pulled out the arm that was affectionately held by her, and glanced at her, her eyes were pitiful. She stopped the producer: "Producer, is there still fried chicken?" ”

The producer was stunned for a moment, he heard what Liu Lan said to Chu Qing. He looked at the bag in his hand, there was still one in the bag, but there were still directors and leading actors over there, and there were more monks and less porridge. It doesn't matter if these supporting roles are divided or not, if the people over there don't have them, they will be in trouble.

The reason why he came here first was because he was afraid that he would not have Chu Qing's share after the division was finished there. Now that Chu Qing has spoken, he can't save Chu Qing's face. He hesitated for two seconds, then laughed instead: "Yes......"

"Then please give them a copy." Chu Qingdao.

The producer took out a copy, and Zhang Xinxin immediately ran up and grabbed it in his hand, and said with a bright smile: "Thank you producer!" ”

The producer secretly hated her for not being self-aware, and he didn't bother to take care of her, so he walked away.

Chu Qing only ate a few bites of that box lunch, and now he was hungry. I thought that Zhang Xinxin would share a point with everyone when she took the fried chicken, but who knew that she actually held it in her arms and only cared about eating it for herself, she just instigated Liu Lan to intercede with her, and the goal was achieved, and she actually put Liu Lan aside.

Liu Lan's face was very bad, but Zhang Xinxin didn't seem to see it, and continued to talk to her casually while eating.

Chu Qing was very puzzled in his heart. This girl must have been found from some film school. At first glance, he has not graduated from college, with a delicate illness and selfishness. Everyone gathers here to film, most of them are for their dreams, and it is not easy. Seeing that everyone's feelings were a little delicate, she pondered for two seconds and said with a smile: "There are not many things, everyone has worked hard to film." Come and get a piece of it. ”

When several people heard this, they immediately thanked her and hugged her, surrounding her.

The amount of fried chicken was not much, five or six people, everyone was like a hungry wolf pounced, and a bag of fried chicken was quickly divided.

Zhang Xinxin suddenly pushed Liu Lan away, and also squeezed in to grab it, Chu Qing was stunned.

Liu Lan pushed her away with an annoyed look on her face and said, "Don't you have it?" "She has long had enough of Liu Lan, she is selfish and selfish, and her mouth is not moral. If it weren't for the fact that she was introduced by the production director, she would have wanted to smoke her a long time ago.

Zhang Xinxin squeezed out a cute smile, sure that Chu Qing would not refuse her. laughed: "The screenwriter is the kindest, I didn't eat at noon, the screenwriter won't refuse me, right, screenwriter?" ”

Chu Qing smiled and asked, "How old are you?" ”

"Eighteen years old." She looks proud of her youth.

Chu Qing thought, he was only eighteen years old, and it was normal for him to be so young that he didn't understand human feelings. I don't care about her. Acquiescing, she took another piece.

Everyone was content to eat fried chicken and chat.

Liu Lan said gratefully: "Screenwriter, you are so good. We almost vomited after eating cold box lunches. I didn't take a second look at fried chicken when I saw it before, but now I know that those who can eat fried chicken in the crew are all people. ”

After Chu Qing finished eating the fried chicken, she immediately handed Chu Qing wet wipes.

Chu Qing thanked him and took the wet tissue to wipe his hands.

Zhang Xinxin was still eating, and said with a smile: "I went to tell my fortune, and the fortune teller said that I would be popular in the future, don't worry, I will cover you when I become famous in the future." ”

After she finished eating, she wiped her ten fingers one by one with wet wipes, and said beautifully: "My hands are beautiful, my mother uses milk to soak my hands every day." The milk I use to soak my hands is imported from Australia. Whoever sees my hands and says they are beautiful, don't you? (To be continued.) )