Chapter 493: Hearing the News
A few hours have passed, and the five scenes have already been filmed, but the photographer who can find the feeling insists on begging Bei Bei to shoot another simple scene of a fashion blockbuster, Bei Bei is in a good mood, so he readily agrees. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Wang Renhao wanted to object, but seeing that Bei Bei was in good spirits, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, but no matter what the scene, he only had one expression, and he stared at the camera impatiently.
"Mr. Wang, don't smile so stiffly, learn from Miss Gu, be natural. Ah, Miss Gu, you are so beautiful and immortal, I love you to death. ā
What is the nature of laughter?
This is bitter Wang Renhao, he doesn't like to take pictures, those scenes just now can be seen as true performances, and he is expressionless as soon as he breaks free from the familiar scenes at home.
Wang Renhao, who had a stiff expression, was unhappy when he heard that the photographer had forgotten Beibei's name again, unbuttoned his shirt, rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the camera, and shouted loudly like a bandit: "Hey, are you looking for death?" What Miss Gu, she is Mrs. Wang. What did you just say, love her to death? If it weren't for the fact that you had a camera in your hand, I would have gouged out your eyeballs. It's really tired and crooked, and the year-end bonus of the photography group is fully deducted. ā
"Wang ...... Mr. Wang, I didn't mean it, I just got used to it. The photographer was stunned, he didn't expect his boss to be angry directly, and it was because of his unintentional words.
The others in the studio looked at Wang Renhao and laughed directly, but they didn't expect their boss to have such a fun time, a bit like a baby who protects food.
Bei Bei felt that his face was about to be lost by him, so he lifted the hem of his skirt with one hand, and said in his ear: "It's still hard, isn't it?" ā
Wang Renhao immediately pouted and begged for mercy: "I was wrong." ā
Click, click, click, the photographer quickly pressed the shutter, leaving a few rare photos with funny expressions, which turned everyone over. He looked at the screen in the camera and roared in his heart, these days, teasing and abusing dogs is the mainstream. If you take such a photo, even if the year-end bonus is fully deducted, you will admit it.
The satisfied photographer shouted, "Call it a day." ā
Bei Bei smiled and said, "I have a treat in the evening, and there is no upper limit for you all to go to the Swan Hotel." ā
Everyone clapped their hands and cheered, thanked them one after another, all the fatigue was swept away, and the movements of their hands were much faster.
"Good people have let you do it, and when they see you in the future, this lady will definitely be more affectionate than me." Wang Renhao pinched the tip of Beibei's nose and said with a smile: "You go change your clothes and remove your makeup, I'll take a look at the photo." ā
Bei Bei nodded and walked in the direction of the dressing room, the long fishtail skirt was dragged all the way, the S-shaped curve shaped by the concave and convex, bee waist and **** constructed a mermaid-like charm, and the costume designer couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, high-end clothes are also picky to wear.
As soon as she entered the locker room, she heard her mobile phone ringing and stopped, picked it up and saw that there were more than 20 missed calls, and immediately called back. "What's wrong with Aunt Wan? I was just busy and I didn't have my phone with me. ā
As soon as Chen Wan heard Beibei's voice, she immediately cried out: "Beibei, your father is in the emergency room, and the doctor wants to open his craniotomy, what should I do?" What to do? ā
Bei Bei's face turned cold one day, grabbed his backpack and ran out, while comforting: "Don't cry first, be careful of your body, tell me that I will be there in the hospital soon." ā
When Wang Renhao saw Bei Bei hurriedly running out of the dressing room, without even changing his clothes, he asked puzzledly: "Why are you panicking, what happened?" ā
"My dad is in the hospital and is being rescued at the emergency center, give me the car keys." Beibei's face is pale.
When Wang Renhao heard this, he hurriedly got up, and without saying a word, he took Bei Bei's hand and walked out. After walking a few steps, he found that the hem of her skirt was a bit of an eyesore, so he picked up the person and rushed out, leaving everyone looking at each other.
"Sister, the suit and skirt ......" The little assistant looked at the two people who had disappeared from the photography and asked uneasily.
"It's okay, the boss bought it at his own expense, otherwise do you think we can borrow so many well-fitting clothes?" The costumer said indifferently.
The little assistant nodded, and then asked, "Then do we have a big meal in the evening?" ā
The costume designer glanced at her and said, "The boss has just called the hotel to make arrangements, since you are worried about eating, then work quickly, you are indispensable." ā
"Sister, I heard that Michelle was shooting a blockbuster in the studio next door today, didn't our company ban her, why do you still use our studio?" The little assistant asked curiously, looking gossipy.
"It's Huaxin Clothing Company that rents our studio, not Dadi Entertainment, so why don't we rent it if we have money to make?" She nodded the little assistant's forehead and taught: "People must know how to be flexible, if they offend all the people in the company, how to mix with Xinwei." ā
"Oh, I see. However, why did our company ban Michelle? Isn't she more than just good at being a person? ā
The costumer looked around, muttering in her ear the gossip she had heard, and the two had a lively discussion.
At this time, Mi Xue was stepping out of the door of the studio, and inadvertently saw Wang Renhao running in front of him with a woman in his arms, took down the ink and carefully identified it, and then asked uncertainly: "Is it Mr. Wang of Xinwei who just ran in front of us?" He still has a woman in his arms, what is this going to do? ā
Sister Qian fixed her eyes, only looked at the silhouette of the two of them driving away, and exclaimed: "Ah, this speed, don't die?" But I look like it, I guess so. I just heard that there are big names in the studio next door taking wedding photos today, and I think it's these two people. But why every time I see the two of them, they are in such a hurry, if I really can't help it, I won't solve it directly in the lounge. ā
Everyone laughed, and the sound should be.
"Wedding photos?" Michelle exclaimed, then frowned in contemplation.
She didn't think that the two of them left in a hurry because Sister Qian thought she was impatient, something big must have happened, but she didn't know what it was.
Recently, she tried to contact Chen Wan, but she was denied, and it seems that this person was subdued by Beibei. It seems that some things are still on your own.
"By the way, Sister Qian, is there any news of Wei Jie during this time?" Michelle asked, she hadn't received calls and texts from Wei Jie in a while, and she didn't know what was going on.
"Still thinking about it, I think Mr. Zhang is also good to you, the diamond necklace I gave you last night is worth a lot of money." Sister Qian said excitedly, how to take people's means, you have to say good things.
"Sister Qian, I'm asking Wei Jie, not Mr. Zhang." Michelle turned her head and glared at her, looking impatient.
Sister Qian saw that she was unhappy, and compromised: "Okay, okay, I said." Wei Jie heard that he was sent to a remote area in the west to make a movie, and by the way, he was doing public welfare, and he would not show up for a short time. I guess it's because of your relationship, I think it's better to forget it. ā
Michelle put on her sunglasses and walked briskly to the nanny car, not wanting to say anything more to her. This agent is good at everything, but he wants money, and it seems that he has to make plans in advance, otherwise he will be sold, and he will not know. (To be continued.) )