"Oops~, Lao Wang, it seems that it's time to finalize the next script——"

"As for the villain, it is still played by Gu Yingdi, who made him bad, and the commotion is simply invincible! As for the heroine, there is a Feng girl to play, and her acting skills are also very good-"

"Then, let them not be right and evil, love and kill each other, kill each other, and then give them all a childhood sweetheart and two little guesses or anything, the intricate four-cornered love, definitely something to see, right?"

Get lost!! Who is the old king!

The black-faced assistant director gritted his teeth, and he didn't want to deal with Qiao who was embarrassed by the bearish mother-in-law!

But, don't you say-

Although what Qiao said shamelessly was all rotten street stuff, if it was really played by Gu Yingdi and Feng Xiaoxin, the ratings would definitely not be low.

After all, these two people want to have a face, a figure, acting and acting, and they can't hit the street no matter what.

Lao Wang, who also has a lot of crooked thoughts, no, the assistant director thought about it, came to Qiao's faceless side, and squeezed his eyes at him.

"Hey, there's a good costume fairy drama, do you want to read the script? I have—"

“……”

Director Qiao glanced at him, and while he didn't smile, he said meaningfully:

"Lao Wang, who do you want to match?"

The assistant director ignored the damn Lao Wang next door, licking his face and laughing, but he still stuffed the script into Director Qiao's hands very chickenly.

"Come, come, look, look, out of the way—"

"Huh-"

Director Qiao, who was forced into the script, sneered, but really opened it and looked at it.

Not to mention anything else, Lao Wang still has the ability to choose scripts, and he really doesn't dare to fool him with things that don't look good.

It's just—

"Huh?"

As soon as he turned two pages, he raised an eyebrow.

Looking at the artist on the side, to be exact, looking at the album in her hand.

"This one, right? It's familiar, I've flipped a few pages of your album, and the name is the same—"

He lifted the script and pointed to the album in her hand.

When the assistant director heard this, he also looked at Si Yi.

Si Yi blinked, looked at the script in his hand, and nodded.

"Well, a family."

"Tsk~"

He shook his head and jokingly said:

"If I didn't know that you are a bad girl, I would have suspected that you have a leg with Lao Wang!"

“……”

The corners of Lao Wang's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly:

"No, Director Qiao, can we say something about people? A little girl, not as big as my daughter? Can I do it? It doesn't matter if I don't want a reputation, but the little girl still wants it! ”

…… With a bald mouth, Director Qiao, who owed a lot of money, laughed dryly, quietly looked at the girl who was pinching the iron bump with her bare hands, and laughed:

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, don't mind, don't mind—"

The artist looked at him and didn't speak, and put his eyes back on the album.

Just when Director Qiao thought that this matter was over, the girl said slowly:

"Old man, it's not good-looking."

Director Joe: "......"

Assistant Director: "......"

This, this is too heart-wrenching, isn't it?

Director Qiao, who had the corners of his mouth twitching, was embarrassed to look at Lao Wang, so he quickly coughed lightly and shouted decently:

"Ahem, what's that, it's your turn, this should be your last scene in the crew, shoot well, I'll send you a red envelope in a while——"

Si Yi glanced at Director Qiao, who was shouting at the top of his voice, stretched out his hand, scratched his ears, and stood up.