The heroine Qiao Qingqian looked at the monitor but was unhappy, the director usually looks at his own scenes and is always dissatisfied here and there, sometimes a shot will be ng several times, but now she nods again and again, and she has not been willing to stop.

pouted disdainfully, just a newcomer, where will the acting skills be, the director actually deliberately catered to it, and now who in the circle doesn't know that Song Ling was brought by Jiang Chen, if it weren't for the fact that Tianjing's attitude towards Song Ling was not known, a group of news agencies would have been eager to try to make Song Ling endless. Which woman who is fast on top will be simple.

Bai Ye is really satisfied, but there is still the next scene. He immediately told the staff to pack up his things and rush to a man-made beach to shoot another scene of Song Ling on a cloudy day in the evening.

Originally, there was no need to be in such a hurry, but "Chang'an Chaos" will enter intensive filming in two days, and the progress of weekly dramas is generally in a hurry, so it is all pressed to shoot today.

hurriedly said goodbye to the staff, and Song Ling got into the nanny car again. So busy, I thought I was a first-line superstar.

Song superstar Ling sat in Lu Yiqian's car and froze into ice cubes, just as she was hesitating to find something to talk about, Lu Yiqian took the initiative to speak: "Let's take a group photo, and posting a Weibo is also publicity." Song Ling just wanted to say yes, but An Duo spoke in time: "Sister Song Ling, let's ask Brother Jiang Chen first, after all, you haven't been exposed." ”

Song Ling reacted and immediately sent a text message to Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen received the text message, silently glanced at the big actor reading the script next to him, and replied with a clear conscience: "Don't make a straight face." ”

Song Ling received the text message and said with some embarrassment: "Senior Lu, I'm sorry, the agent won't let me make a straight face." Lu Yiqian nodded in understanding. An Duo said understandingly: "Teacher Lu, we can send a back, so that we can also leave some mystery to the play." As he spoke, he opened a photo he took, which was the back of Song Ling leaning on Lu Yiqian during the sofa scene, the girl's hair fell on the man's shoulder a little scattered, and a warm filter also looked warm and pleasant.

Lu Yiqian V: My first love and I are hundreds of years apart [Picture] Song Ling V

Song Lingv: Sorry, I'm late. Lu Yiqian V: My first love and I are hundreds of years apart [Picture] Song Ling V

Within a few minutes, both Weibo posts were on the top of the trend.

", what's the situation, announcing the relationship? [crying]"

"Let's popularize science, Song Ling went to film "Psychological Crime" today, and the official blog said it."

"The male god is really a good advertisement, a Weibo to promote two dramas, I give full marks to this Weibo [doge]"

"I have to say, just looking at the back feels like a good match. [Love]"

"Does no one really think that the two roles are reversed? [Meow Meow]"

"Upstairs you're not alone [waving]"

"hhhhhhh, a girl full of love words [doge]"

……

Some people also lamented that Song Ling only posted two Weibo posts and became popular twice, and so far she hasn't even exploded her face, it seems that the company is ready to support it, this girl is very hard backstage.

When Su "backstage" saw Weibo, it was already a few hours later, and at this time Song Ling had already arrived at the artificial beach, and there was still some sunset, and the shooting could start when the sky was cloudy.

Song Ling was going to shoot a sea jumping scene, so the makeup artist painted her the lightest makeup, even the eyeliner was shallow, and her hair was straightened again, Song Ling really felt sorry for her hair, and she was tossed like this all day long.

Song Ling's clothes are bright red, and the director said that the color contrast with the sea is stronger, and the death is more "tragic". Song Ling had a feeling of crying and laughing when he heard it.

Song Ling sat on a chair to rest, and An Duo couldn't help but take a lot of photos of Song Ling. You can't send it, so it's good to have a private collection.

She is wearing a red tulle long skirt, well-cut, excellent texture, the part from the shoulders to the arms is deliberately forked, the white and tender shoulders are looming, the waist is tightened, and the slender waist is full of hand, and the improvement of the waistline makes Song Ling slender and delicate, and the slight wind blows, and the big red skirt is lightly raised, like a gust of red wind.

Obviously, the facial features are not the most beautiful, but they are beautiful and alienated, but they are always touching.

And Song Ling is only glad now, fortunately, the food he ate at noon has been digested, this clothes are really tight, I am afraid that I will be strangled and vomited.

The sky was already overcast but not dark, and the waves began to rise faintly, and Bai Ye, who was strict with the camera, really asked to start filming immediately.

The dark sky, the deep blue water, the churning white waves, but there is a conspicuous red in the middle, the camera slowly advances.

It's still just the back.

The flaming red skirt was blown up by the wind, and the gaudy tulle floated in the air, revealing the owner's slender calves.

She walked slowly.

The long inky hair hung straight down, and it was also blown away by the strong wind and fluttered with the wind.

There is no fist, no bowing of the head, the most natural step, the hand hangs down relaxedly.

The bare/bare feet stepped into the water, and the feet in the sea were white and dazzling.

It didn't stop, and gradually, the sea soaked the hem of her skirt, and the soaked places turned crimson.

The water was getting deeper and deeper, reaching the ends of her black hair.

The camera pans to Song Ling's face.

It was a pale face, her lips were bloodless, and nothing was reflected in her dark pupils, as if nothing could hold her gaze.

There is no sadness when you are dying, there is no relief and relief, there is no tranquility that you will finally be liberated, just a calm face, as if you are just doing what you should have done.

Song Ling closed his eyes and fell down.

The staff watching in front of the monitor couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and quickly covered their mouths.

The blue water overflowed the sturdy face, and her eyes never opened again.

In the distance, there is only a shocking red floating on the dark blue sea.

The director made a gesture, and the cameraman next to Song Ling hurriedly shouted the card and helped Song Ling up.

As soon as Song Ling left the water, he couldn't help coughing, and couldn't help but take a big breath of air, and the feeling of holding his breath was really bad.

The photographer was also a little scared, and Song Ling's appearance of being immersed in the sea really frightened him.

Song Ling looked not far away, the director was capturing Lu Yiqian stumbling towards him, falling into the sea and tearing his heart, and finally his heart was like ashes, the appearance of acting in a one-man show was really strange, Song Ling couldn't hold back his laughter.

Walking up to the director, the director gave a red envelope as usual, and couldn't help but praise: "The performance is very good, it really surprises me." Song Ling just wiped his hair and smiled modestly.

It's almost time to call it a day when I photograph it here, although it's just a cameo, but the staff has a good impression of Song Ling, Director Bai is really discerning, and he gets a high return at a low price.

***

When he got home, Song Ling threw off his shoes tiredly, fell on the sofa in the living room, and fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, it was already more than eleven o'clock in the evening, and I hadn't eaten since noon, and my stomach began to protest, so I put on a black coat casually, and Song Ling was going to go to the nearest 24-hour convenience store to eat something.

The street was already sparsely populated, it was autumn, and the cold wind was blowing at night, Song Ling couldn't help but wrap his coat tightly and walked into the store quickly, but the heating in the convenience store was not turned on, except for the cashier, Song Ling took a few rice balls and milk and hurriedly settled the bill.

When I walked out of the store, I found a man lying on the side of the open-air table and chair outside the door, wearing a tracksuit, and on the table was a crooked beer can, and his hairy hair stood on end like a poor little animal.

Song Ling couldn't help frowning, the children now are really, sleeping outside with the cold wind swishing.

He walked over and tried to get him up, but after a moment of hesitation, he gave up, looked down at the rice balls in the plastic bag, and took one and put it in his hand. When he wakes up, he can also cushion his stomach, and it will always be uncomfortable to drink so much beer. Turned around and walked a few steps, paused, thought about taking the warm little banana milk again, and couldn't help sighing: It depends on your luck, you can still drink hot when you wake up early.

The boy woke up when Song Ling took out the rice balls and the plastic paper made a slight noise, and he dimly heard the sound of her going and returning. He raised his head and squinted, only to see the side face of the girl in the black coat who was turning away, as if ...... It's a little familiar.

Tear open the foil of your favorite banana milk and drink it all, is it your own fan?

Song Ling walked halfway before he felt that his behavior just now was stupid, why did the boy give him rice balls at the door of the convenience store.

Sure enough, it's easy to overflow with love at night.