"The planning plan is mainly proposed by the bidding class, and the student union provides technical reserves and logistical support—"

"Found it."

"For each project, the student union will send at least two cadres to track the implementation, and if the implementation is not good, the student union has the right to take over the progress of the project at any time——"

“OK。”

One after another, as soon as Han Chen started, Liu Fei found the draft he needed, and Xiang Feifei on the side stood at a loss, like an outsider.

Zheng Qingqiu stared at Jian Han on the field tightly, sat up straight, and said secretly, here!

Next, Jian Han wants to perform a series of emotional changes to Xiang Weiwei, because she has a lot of criminal records, she has to shake a shot every time she shoots a new scene, and director Zheng Qingqiu's heart can't help but hang.

"The Campus Singer Conference has been held for ten sessions, and it is very popular, but due to the limited space and the limited capacity, most of the students can only stand outside the venue, and they receive a lot of complaints every year——"

Han Chen talked for a long time, didn't wait to interrupt his voice, turned around in surprise, Liu Fei had already finished her stack, and looked at Xiang Weiwei beside him with an expressionless face.

Xiang Weiwei was hurriedly rummaging, but the more busy she was, the more she couldn't find it, and she was sweating profusely.

Han Chen and Liu Fei watched her movements wordlessly, until a stack of drafts was turned from beginning to end.

Xiang Weiwei looked up at Han Chen above in a panic, "I'll look for it again." ”

Han Chen waved his hand and said gently, "It seems that this is the first one that was lost." ”

Liu Fei didn't say anything, he directly took the draft from Xiang Weiwei's hand, only turned two or three pages, then took out the draft and handed it to Han Chen.

Han Chen took the draft, glanced at her unexpectedly, paused for a moment, and said, "Okay, let's continue." ”

Liu Fei directly threw back the half of the manuscript belonging to Xiang Weiwei in her hand, and Xiang Weiwei grabbed the half of the manuscript that belonged to her, like a driftwood grabbed by a drowning person.

The next time belongs to Liu Fei completely.

Every time Han Chen just started, she immediately found the correct draft, if she didn't have it in her hand, she reached out and rummaged through the stack of drafts in Xiang Weiwei's hand, either there was or not, the conclusion was only in the blink of an eye, and there was no delay at all.

She didn't talk nonsense with Xiang Weiwei, every time she took the draft directly from Xiang Weiwei's hand, and threw it back directly when she ran out.

Xiang Weiwei held the draft in her hand, a pretty face gradually turned pale, and even the onlookers couldn't help but feel embarrassed for her, the draft in her hand was no longer her driftwood, but a pile of burning hot soldering irons, little by little, burning her all over her body.

The cooperation between Han Chen and Liu Fei is getting smoother and smoother, and he doesn't even need to look back, he just tilts his head slightly and stretches out his right hand backwards to get the answer.

At this moment, no one will doubt that Liu Fei is the real heroine.

In the silent tacit understanding between Shen Jia and Liu Fei, Xiang Weiwei is like a shadow, constantly expelled by the sun, tragic and tragic.

The three people, with a clear banner like light and shadow, interweave a moving picture in the lens.

Zheng Qingqiu's hand clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, the excitement was incomprehensible, it was really - amazing, these three young actors, equally excellent, he had no doubt that his small-budget commercial film, once it was completed, would be amazing.

As the last draft fell into Han Chen's hands, the dirty drafts finally landed, Han Chen raised the draft in his hand and smiled at the two girls: "Okay, it's up to me next." ”

After speaking, he sat down at his desk, laid out the paper, held the pen, and began to write for a moment.

Liu Fei was stunned for a moment, then silently walked behind him, crossed Han Chen's shoulder, and looked at what he had written, her brows loosened a little, her eyes gradually widened, and the restrained anger on her face was replaced by surprise.

Jian Han stared at the pair of beautiful people in front of him, and moved back little by little, until he completely disappeared into the shadows, in a dimness, only a pair of eyes occasionally glanced at him, like a wounded she-wolf, all the way back to the depths of the lair.

In the silence, she stretched out her fingers, and on the shadow cast by Han Chen at her feet, she stiffly compared the shape of a rabbit ear, then the round bear ears, and finally the dog ears that drooped together, no matter what the ears were, they were all stiff and lifeless, and at this moment, it seemed that her fingers were also crying.

Zheng Qingqiu didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly instructed the camera: "Quick, close-up!"

The lights flickered, and in the shadows, Jian Han's face was full of sadness, and tears flowed unscrupulously, silently, but it was completely different from Zhong Qing's wordless crying.

Zhong Qing was almost expressionless when she cried, and there was a volcanic explosive power in her calmness, and when Jian Han cried, her face was also distorted, as if she was shrouded in a nightmare in her sleep, struggling and unable to get rid of it, and the people who watched it had palpitations.

Shen Jia and Liu Fei in front of them seem to have become a complete world of their own, she can't step into it, she retreats, but she is unwilling, at this moment, Jian Han completely played Xiang Feifei, the supporting actress, and even after Director Zheng Qingqiu shouted the card, there was still silence on the set for a long time.

Director Zheng Qingqiu was very satisfied with the filming progress, and he generously announced: "Okay, everyone is performing very well, this weekend will be closed, and it will continue next Monday!"

There was an instant cheer on the set, although filming a movie has more time than a TV series, and it is easy to shoot, but after all, the domestic film industry is not as rigorous as the West, and it also pays attention to an eight-hour work system, and occasionally takes a day off, which is already considered a director's grace.

I didn't expect Director Zheng to be so bright, and it was two days to come up directly, and many people were already planning where to go to relax this weekend.

Several young actresses naturally converged together, Qi Yale was young and lively, and took the lead in laughing: "I won't ask Sister Zhong Qing and Sister Tao Qing, Sister Jian Han, why are you going tomorrow?"

Zhong Qing glanced at her with a smile, "Why don't you ask me?"

Before the words fell, she noticed that something was wrong, she subconsciously looked at Jian Han on the side, Jian Han didn't seem to have come to her senses, raised her eyes, the tears on her eyelashes trembled, and two lines of tears had flowed down her cheeks, she covered her mouth with her right hand, waved her left hand, and said vaguely: "I'm sorry one by one"

After saying that, Zhong Qing and Tao Qing in front of him were separated, and the people had already hurried out.

The remaining young actresses looked at each other, and after a while, Qi Yale opened her mouth in disbelief: "She can't be out of the play yet, right?"

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