Chapter 125: The Slap Shook the Sky, and the Good Heart Became a Rogue (2)

Nan Yichen, who only felt that there were countless *** rushing past in his heart, pulled the blue blazer on his body, and said angrily. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"It's not...... I...... If it weren't for me just now, you would have fallen, and if you didn't thank me, you would have beaten me and scolded me for being a hooligan? Isn't that illogical? Also, have you ever seen a scoundrel as handsome as I am? Are you blind? ”

"Thank you? I didn't give you both punches, and let me thank you? Stinky rascals! As long as she remembered the look of enjoyment when Nan Yichen hugged her waist and hugged herself to take advantage of her just now, she was angry, and she couldn't wait to go up and give her two punches.

If it weren't for the fact that he really saved her from falling on all fours, she would have only given him a slap and broken his hands and feet, and now she only slapped him once, which is already very polite.

"Hey, don't keep screaming hooligans, okay! Did your eye see me rousing you? ”

"I'm sorry, Miss Ben saw both eyes!"

"Do you know you have two eyes that you can see? Live a blind life! ”

“…… You...... Hmph, stinky rascals are stinky rascals! ”

"Huh! No quality is no quality! ”

"Who do you say is unqualified?"

"Whoever answers, I'll say whomever I say!"

"I'll fuck your uncle!"

"I bought a watch last year!"

"Stinky rascal!"

"Man's wife!"

……

The two of them stood on the entrance steps of the hotel, and they quarreled for a while, attracting many passing hotel guests to look back frequently.

Mo glared at Nan Yichen angrily.

Nan Yichen looked at the silence with contempt.

A strong smell of gunpowder was burning.

Suddenly, silently remembering the date with Cheng An'an, he glanced at Nan Yichen with disdain, and said angrily: "Count yourself lucky, this girl still has something to do, I am too lazy to spend it here with you!" ”

"Humph! Who isn't! ”

As soon as the words fell, he went upstairs in silence, and Nan Yichen went downstairs, and the two of them went against each other, both with puffed faces, and they were very unhappy.

Here, as soon as Nan Yichen drove away, Cheng Anan and Zhou Lan rushed to the hotel.

After calling Mo Xi and asking for the box number, the two went upstairs.

After eating a meal, the atmosphere was very good, the three of them hit it off at first sight, chatted very much, and soon became good friends, and Mo Xi also forgot the unhappiness between him and Nan Yichen before.

When the three of them left the hotel, it was already about half past nine in the evening.

After sending Cheng Anan and Zhou Lan home, he also drove home.

In the evening, Mo Crush also went to Mo Chuangze's room and told him about her eating with Cheng Anan, and also told Mo Cize that she and Cheng Anan are good friends now, and said that when there is a chance, invite her to come to the house for dinner or something, Mo Cize is plain on the surface, but in fact, he is looking forward to it in his heart.

He hadn't contacted her since the last time he had seen her at the opening reception, because he couldn't find any suitable reason or excuse.

If Xiaoxi really plays well with her, then the time will ......

Suddenly, Mo Cuza found that his thoughts had drifted a little farther away.

Silent self-deprecation.

Following.

Yan Haozhe took Cheng Anan to the scene of filming the company's next season of jewelry product advertisement.

Because he was not too satisfied with the newly selected models, it was only because these were better than the others that he decided to audition for the time being.

The advertising plan for the new product is his creativity, and the route is different from the past, and the content of this advertising shooting is intended to be the theme of an ancient woman's jewelry box, so the model who shoots the advertisement needs to wear an ancient costume and pretend to be sitting in front of the dresser after waking up in the morning, so as to draw out the jewelry in her jewelry box.

Because the style is classical, it is necessary to find a model who looks beautiful, wears ancient costumes and has a classical temperament to perform, only in this way will the picture during the shooting will not have a sense of disobedience.

To his dismay, he has not yet found a model who meets these two criteria.

Walk into the filming scene.

"Are the lights ready? What the hell is that right A section? Hurry up and take it! ”

The production assistant was directing the scene with a loudspeaker in his hand, and the shooting scene was busy.

Yan Haozhe glanced around the venue with a pair of eagle eyes, glanced at the model who was auditioning, and frowned.

Cheng Anan stood beside him, turning around with wide eyes, this was the first time she had come to this kind of place, and it felt very novel.

The director in charge of filming the advertisement saw Yan Haozhe suddenly coming, and walked over with a flattering face.

"President, why are you here?"

Yan Haozhe didn't look at the director, and his cold voice was just like his expression at this time.

"This is my company, where am I going, and I still need you to ask?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, how can the little one have the courage to ask you......"

Yan Haozhe didn't speak, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, sharp and gloomy.

Seeing Yan Haozhe's cold face and not speaking, the filming director didn't dare to say anything, and when he caught a glimpse of Cheng An'an, who had been standing beside Yan Haozhe, he was stunned, thinking to himself, it seems that the rumors in the company and the news reports are true.

Because Yan Haozhe was dissatisfied with the model who was auditioning, the shooting director immediately changed one, but changed three times in a row, Yan Haozhe was not satisfied, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his face was cold and scary.

"None of them work?"

At the filming scene, Yan Haozhe roared to the sky, and all the staff present trembled and became nervous.

The atmosphere was quiet and scary.

"President!"

Suddenly, a voice that was not delicate came into Yan Haozhe's ears, Yan Haozhe, who was still on fire one second, immediately became flat in the next second.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to go to the bathroom!"

"You, take her!"

Yan Haozhe casually designated a person and ordered.

"No need, just tell me where I am, I'll go by myself!" Cheng Anan waved his hand and refused.

So, the scheduled on-site staff returned to the scene after taking Cheng Anan to the vicinity of the bathroom.

Out of the bathroom, Cheng Anan walked in the corridor back to the shooting scene, and when he inadvertently passed by the clothing room, he caught a glimpse of the ancient costumes hanging on the shelves out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but stop and returned to the door of the clothing room.

He stood at the door and stared quietly for a long time.

Some memories of the original world rushed towards her brain like waves at high tide.

Wave after wave.

Gradually, her vision was obscured by the mist.

I don't know when, tears filled her eyes.