After eating, Lin Jing and the others talked to their family in the living room for a while before going up. ←，.

In the room, Zhou Comin called home.

Although she had already told her family that she would not come home tonight, she still had to report so as not to worry her mother.

When Zhou Comin called his family, Lin Jing took a bath.

Lin Jing came out of the shower, Liang Yinning took a bath, and Zhou Comin continued to call.

The three thousand green silks that had been twisted off the water droplets were draped on their shoulders, and Lin Jing took the shooting flow chart and went to the balcony.

The summer breeze at night is very refreshing, with a smell of trees coming out of the forest, blowing on the body, black and shiny green silk, waving with the wind, fluttering, making people's hearts shake.

Because the crew is not in place and the actors' acting skills are young, the filming of "Love Letter" is not satisfactory, which requires the director to adjust the shooting schedule at any time according to specific changes.

So she took a dip in the shade and let the natural breeze dry her hair, while holding a pencil and writing and drawing on the flowchart.

Although there is a producer like Xu Anhua who is a big director, she is only a big grasp, and she still needs to do the specific things herself.

Shooting a movie is a very tedious job, complicated and chaotic, if you can't arrange it reasonably, it is easy to fall into the trouble of seeing only the trees but not the forest, so it is difficult to extricate yourself from the trouble of cutting and tidying up.

It is also thanks to Lin Jing that she is not a novice and has rich experience as a director, so she can make the filming work go on in an orderly manner.

"Comet, take a bath." Liang Yinning came out after washing, and saw that Zhou Comin had just finished making a phone call and put down the microphone. So he said, "Come back and we'll play together." ”

"Okay. I'll go. Zhou Comin responded.

Although the lines that belong to her have been cooked after repeated recitation exercises. But it's just that I remember the lines. When filming, you don't just read the lines. It is necessary to have a certain expressiveness in expression, demeanor, body movements, etc., not to mention paying attention to the direction of the camera and making accurate movements.

What's more, Zhou Comin felt that his line skills were far from enough, and his pronunciation was very thin and had no aura.

Many veteran actors, even if they don't use facial expressions and movements, just read their lines, they can show the majestic momentum of Qianjun. This is something she is far from being able to catch up with.

Of course, she's still young and inexperienced, and that's for the best reason.

But as a self-motivated actor, you shouldn't take youth as a reason for backwardness.

So she thinks that she lacks talent, and if she wants to act well, she can only make up for it with diligence.

There is a girlfriend and director with a very high level of guidance by his side, and there is also a humanoid pair of actors, and it would be a waste not to make full use of it. I'm so sorry for myself.

I'm sorry, the humanoid pair of actors is not her nickname for Yinning, it is Liang Yinning herself, and she pulls her to play together whenever she is free. So he gave himself a very self-deprecating nickname.

"Ah Jing, come and help me blow my hair." After instructing Zhou Comin to take a bath, Liang Yinning instructed Lin Jinglai, who was blowing the wind on the balcony, again.

Lin Jing was busy. So he casually said, "Can't you cut your hair a little shorter?" ”

Compared to Lin Jing's shawl long hair, Liang Yin Naning was as smooth as satin. The long hair that feels excellent is the Milky Way Waterfall that falls in nine days. Poured all the way down to the waist.

"Do you know what long hair is to reach the waist?" Liang Yinning said angrily.

"I remember I said that, right?" Lin Jing remembered.

"Have you forgotten that you've given me a name, and now only I can embody the essence of long hair and waist."

"Desser."

"If you want to, you can stay with me as long."

"I'm not afraid of dying of heat." Although Lin Jing is not fat, she is quite afraid of heat.

Keeping her hair as long as a shawl was already the limit of the heat she could endure. If it weren't for the fact that long hair has always been her lover, she would rather have a round inch.

As for Lin Dacai's female reasoning, it is unknown what kind of repercussions will be caused in Xiangjiang, Taiwan, and the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, and it will definitely not be too calm.

"Death from heat should be so long, people die for money, birds die for food, and I am not afraid of death for long hair." Liang Yinning was categorical and said very decisively.

"I still think you're more handsome with a boy's head, speaking of which, I miss your previous hairstyle." Lin Jing said casually.

"At that time, there was nothing more, but now I am full of wisdom, you don't want to fool me again." Liang Yinning saw through Lin Jing's conspiracy at a glance.

"And full of wisdom, and do not look in front of yourself?" Then Lin Jing pretended to be unintentional, and his gaze swept over Liang Yinning's chest.

"Where do you look?" Hearing the meaning of Lin Jing's words, Liang Yinning was reluctant, and her watery eyes rolled, "Could it be that Director Lin still wants to untly rule her deputy producer?" ”

"What's the matter, don't you dare to disobey the chick?"

As she spoke, Lin Jing had already completed the revision of the shooting flow chart, put down the drawings and pen, and her whole person was like a mountain, pressing towards Liang Yinning.

"Why did I find out now that the Xiangjiang film industry is so dark. No, I have to break this dark curtain, but I can't do it alone, so I have to escape from this dark forest house alone. Liang Yinning's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, but there was a hint of charm between his eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

But it was Zhou Comemin who came out of the bathroom and saw Lin Jing and Liang Yinning playing there, although the clothes were still normal, but you had the intention of being a concubine, and I couldn't help blurting out.

"It's a joke." Liang Yinning replied subconsciously.

"Is there such a scene in Love Letters?" Zhou Minhu asked.

The play of "Love Letter", even if it is affectionate and stops at courtesy, is as pure as a blue sky and white clouds.

"It's not 'Love Letter', it's another script." Liang Yinning's head spun quickly.

"Newly written?" Zhou Comin's suspicions did not disappear because of Liang Yinning's words, although Lin Jing is indeed very good at writing scripts.

"Yes, Ah Jing brainstormed and wrote a big box of scripts. We were bored, so we found a random one and played with it. Liang Yinning sneered.

"Show me, what kind of script it is." Zhou Yimin looked very interested.

"Young people should not be ambitious, they should be down-to-earth, and it is true that they can shoot "Love Letter" well." Liang Yinning spoke earnestly, and I said it for you.

Zhou Comin's eyes wandered back and forth between Lin Jing and Liangyin a few times, but he didn't find anything more, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's play now." ”

"Wait, I'm going to blow dry my hair first." Liang Yinning said, turned around, and shouted to Lin Jing, "Ah Jing, I want you to help me blow my hair, that's how you blow it?" ”

"If you cut it short, I'd be happy to help."

Liang Yinning gritted his teeth and said, "Are you coming?" ”

"Come, you are Liang Yinning, Director Lin Da's best friend, if I still want to mix on the set of Director Lin Da, do you dare not come?"

"You know what I'm doing backstage." (To be continued.) )( )