The joy of winning the sick answer is surprising.

Wang Mingquan and a circle of crew members re-examined Ying Sick Ji and looked at it thoroughly, even the most demanding and jealous elements in appearance had to admit that the cost of Win Sick was very thick.

It doesn't matter if he looks handsome on his face, and he is not a white scholar, his face has the sunny and wild edges and corners of a man, and he also has a burly and strong, masculine figure, although he is not as tall as Dasha, but the explosive power hidden in his body can kill people like Dasha in the shortest possible time.

His temperament is also extraordinary, at least compared to stars such as Zheng Shaoqiu and Dillon, he is not much inferior, but his temperament seems to be a little detached from this era.

Looking at the figure of winning the disease.

As if remembering something, Wang Mingquan's pretty face suddenly turned crimson, like the burning sunset. The blush is incomparable.

Blushing, shy?!

Win sick himself seemed to sense something, and glanced at her.

The gorgeous face made Win Sick stunned for a while. I have to say that the eldest sister Wang Mingquan usually looks good when she has a straight face, but there is an inexplicable evil spirit. When she was shy, she couldn't even compare to the fairies in the sky.

Gorgeous in the world.

Shaking his head, he came to his senses in an instant, he naturally didn't do it for that money, it was better to get multiple novels, magazines, and poaching.

mainly wants to sell personal favors to Wang Tianlin, plus there is something to trouble others, and he is still very interested in acting, he used to watch others play handsome on the screen, and he was popular with thousands of girls, but this time it was his turn to be coquettish.

Thinking of this, I will agree to come down, but the time can't be too long, it's okay to make a cameo, and it's not interesting to stay too long.

Win the illness will ask to sue Wang Tianlin, you know what to do, I know how to do, Wang Tianlin agreed, Hong Kong films are talking about one word, just one word, I will only say it once......

And it's a cameo role, although the role is heavy, but it doesn't take long, if you follow the story, it can be filmed in an afternoon, in addition to the post-production of a movie, as long as Run Shaw asks for it, Wang Tianlin can even do it in a week, three points faster than his son Wang Jing, a fast gunner.

It's just that what surprised Wang Tianlin was that he actually agreed to come down, didn't he say that the literati were arrogant, how could they do a play? It's those business tycoons, if their children go to be a show, they will have to break one of their legs, even the world-famous celebrities will not look down on you, they will only despise you.

I didn't think that Win Sick would make this choice, in fact, Wang Tianlin just said that, no matter how you say it, Win Sick is a famous writer who is all the rage!

Wang Mingquan is also strange about his own attitude, there is really no literati in Hong Kong and Taiwan who have joined the entertainment industry.

To this, Ying Zhiji only responded: "Have you forgotten my origin?"

After hearing this, Wang Tianlin, Wang Mingquan and others suddenly realized that yes, he is not a standard literati writer, because what he has done recently is so eye-catching, that many people automatically ignore his previous life.

Wang Tianlin: "That's the best, since you have no problem with Mr. Win, I will ask someone to give you the script, the lines are very short, I believe it is not much of a problem for you, and then let the makeup artist change your costume for you, and read it while applying makeup."

"Leave it to me." Since Ying Sick has agreed to help the rivers and lakes, he will no longer procrastinate, and directly take his script and go with the first drama.

When Wang Mingquan saw it, he immediately followed behind Ying Sick, and walked inside step by step.

Looking at Ying Sick's back and disappearing at the door, everyone left, although Wang Tianlin expected that Win Sick had never performed, but it was estimated that it should be possible to make a vase...... No problem, forget it, don't care about the dead horse as a live horse doctor.

After thinking about it, seeing that the entire crew stopped working and looked at him stupidly, Wang Tianlin was angry, pointed at Xu Shaoxiong in the field, and roared: "Did I tell you to stop?!" I don't know it's urgent! Jiahe on the opposite side has come to the door, and the sixth uncle wants us to make a high-quality fighting ring, you don't know! "...... "Why are you still stupid, hurry up and shoot!"

The originally stopped set came back to life in an instant under Wang Tianlin's roar, and the staff and actors were extremely hard and nervous, for fear of causing the director to scold him in the face.

And Ying Sick has already followed the drama to the simple and hurried dressing room, where everyone is crowded, in and out, dressed up in everything.

Because Win Sick is brought by Wang Mingquan, one of the wireless pillars, and he is a person that Wang Tianlin respects very much, he is either rich or expensive, and he is obviously a big man, so the drama and the staff dare not slack off.

Before and after running, he has all kinds of things to win the disease, so that the winner has a lot less trouble.

With the help of the costume master, he quickly changed into a blue and white Taoist robe, followed by vertical hair, because he was a Taoist priest, he didn't need to keep a money rat tail, and he felt very satisfied.

Looking at the mirror, a beautiful master was still wearing his hair behind his back, he looked at himself with a face like a crown of jade, and he nodded.

The girl who tidied up his hair for him, staring at Ying Sick in the mirror with burning eyes, although he changed into a robe, what he saw and felt was more of a kind of ** dignified, chic and elegant bearing. Nevertheless, it is a contradictory but strange fusion with Taoism. This made the girl's eyes squint slightly, and she couldn't help but admire: "Mr. Win, usually this dress is worn by others, doesn't it look like a Taoist priest or a beggar, or it just doesn't look right?" Only you wear it best. ”

In the end, this good-looking, black-framed girl with pink peach blossoms on her face, said coquettishly: "And very handsome!"

Saying that, intentionally or unintentionally, he leaned towards Ying Sick, and the faint smell of daffodils bathed made his "silent" heart also move a little.

This girl is young, although she is not very beautiful, but she is also a tempting apple, so he only looks at it and doesn't eat it, which is really a little difficult for him.

However, it is not easy to win the disease, with Zhao Yazhi and Li Ruotong, they haven't completely won it, and now they are not interested in provoking other girls.

"Yes. Thank you, you are beautiful too. "Win the illness has a gentle tone, and at first glance, he is a gentleman who is as gentle as jade.

After saying thank you.

The hem of the garment is raised.

Out of the locker room.

A young Taoist with a Taoist personality appeared in front of Wang Mingquan, and at the same time attracted everyone's attention.

Tall posture.

Gentle voice.

Listen to each other's whispered self-talk.

What a handsome Taoist priest!

What a weird Taoist priest!

In an instant, a heart-pounding sensation arose.

The eyes are facing each other. Because of his weak heart, Wang Mingquan's eyes flickered slightly.

In particular, looking at those eyes that were like rippling water, there were too many colors in the eyes, and in the end I only felt that the mystery and profundity made people unable to extricate themselves, and the strong woman Wang Mingquan couldn't help but avoid her gaze.

The corners of his mouth curled, and he raised a faint smile, and said, "How is it?"

"Very handsome and very personable."

Wang Mingquan didn't speak, but someone answered and said in a critical tone.

In the dressing room in a hurry, there is a graceful and graceful woman with all kinds of charms, plump and beautiful, oh, absolute beauty level, goose egg face, almond eyes, thin eyebrows and high nose bridge, and obviously very well maintained, the skin is as smooth and silky as every, plump. Milk. Fat. Buttocks, thin waist like willows, curling Tingting, eyebrows with affection, and thousands of styles.

The men in the dressing room held their breath and stared at the figure without blinking.

Ying Sick's eyes met her, even if she is used to seeing beautiful women on the Internet, she has seen a lot of beauties in reality, and she can't praise her, what a great beauty with a natural temperament.

One step at a time. Li Lihua's elegant steps slowly came to the two of them with that unique fragrance.

Wang Mingquan was a little excited to Li Lihua, bent down slightly and said politely: "Hello Ms. Li."

"Hello." Li Lihua smiled elegantly and echoed with a very restrained voice.

Following Li Lihua towards her partner, she stretched out her hand with a smile, and she glanced down at her, and she also stretched out her hand with a smile.

"It's time to win the disease."

"Li Lihua."

The hand is gentle.

The eyes are calm.

The two looked at each other and smiled faintly.

While Li Lihua took a few more glances at Ying Sick, she said: "Listening to the drama affairs, you are the new artist invited to participate in this performance, I hope we can cooperate happily."

Li Lihua has just been out on a business trip for a while, and obviously she hasn't heard of the deeds of winning the disease, thinking that she found an actor somewhere, so her attitude is somewhat with the meaning of seniors looking at juniors, which is normal in terms of her status. However, Li Lihua is very good at being a person, she does not put on an old-fashioned posture, and she still respects the 'junior' of Ying Yiji, and controls the distance between the two sides very well, and it is not annoying.

Ying Zhiji and her chatted quickly, but under the careful coughing of the drama manager next to her, Ying Zhiji smiled apologetically at her, and Li Lihua also said goodbye and went to the set first when she saw it, just waiting for Ying Zhiji.

He walked past and sat down on the dresser two paces behind him. I picked up the manuscript and read it carefully, waiting for the makeup artist to touch up my makeup.

Seeing Li Lihua's back when she turned to leave, a sly light flashed in Wang Mingquan's eyes, and she actually went into battle in person, waved off the makeup artist, and put on makeup for Win Sick herself.

No matter how handsome you are, you need a slight touch-up before going to the camera, because after the face is shot in front of the camera, it will look a little yellow and a little ugly if you don't have a little touch-up.

Win the illness naturally felt Wang Mingquan's movements, and without raising his head, he smelled the unique faint fragrance on her body. continued to flip through the script and let Wang Mingquan play with it.

Wang Mingquan asked softly, "Is there no problem?"

"How do you know if you don't have real swords and guns." Although she asked a little inexplicably, Ying Zhi naturally knew what she meant, turned the page, and said casually.

"Do you need me to help explain some of the tricks of positioning and filming?" While lightly powdering Ying Zhiji's face, Wang Mingquan Qingsi was scattered behind his head, his face was crimson, and he smiled with a smile: "I'm a little experienced!" ”

After that, he winked mischievously at Ying Yiji, and the expression that combined enthusiasm and innocence made the men and women who were sneaking peeks in the room stunned!

Hell yes!