Jian Han exhaled a long breath, speaking of which, this is not the first time Fang Qinghan has answered unexpectedly, last time, the alien monkey who robbed her banana was already very witty and interesting, this time, Fang Qinghan's answer, thinking about it carefully, was also full of the unique sense of humor of a male god.

In front of Jian Han, it seemed that a window had been opened, allowing her to see another unknown side of the male god, and the important thing was that this was a little secret that belonged to her and the male god, only she knew.

What to do, she seems to like Fang Qinghan more.

She must not let the male god down!

Jian Han is high-spirited, Fang Qinghan's words gave her a lot of inspiration, although she doesn't like meat like male gods, but she can replace it with other emotions, Fang Qinghan is fish-flavored shredded pork, grandparents, parents, and eldest brother, all of them are green pepper shredded pork, Fang Hui can be mapo tofu.

Jian Han's thoughts were stunned, and what to replace the emotions of hatred and hatred

She doesn't seem to hate anyone, even if it's the second brother, it's just that he's just a coquettish child, although she feels troublesome, but it's not to the point of hating.

Jian Han's gaze wandered, and when her gaze fell on the trash can, she slapped her head, yes, there is no one, you can use something to replace it!

Jian Han silently equated his hate with the crew's lunch box in his heart.

Thinking about it this way, the male god's method is more scientific, and people's emotions are still more complicated, and things are much simpler.

The more Jian Han thought about it, the more excited she became, and finally simply rolled back and forth on the bed twice, and Shen Yue on the side hurriedly picked up the pen and wrote down another note in her notebook: In private, the daughter of a wealthy family also has her lively side, and when she is happy, she will roll around on the bed, cute like a fluffy Jingba.

With this pen, I just wrote a full page, and I wrote down how the daughter of a wealthy family used a rice burger to buy people's hearts, how the daughter of a wealthy family turned enemies into friends, and how the daughter of a wealthy family quietly refreshed the favorability of handsome guys.

Shen Yue closed the notebook with satisfaction, today is really a good day for a bumper harvest!

On a whim, she imitated Jian Han, and also rolled back and forth on the bed twice, not to mention, it was really enjoyable.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the two of them took a shower one after another, and Jian Han soaked the mung beans with his hand, and the mung bean soup of tomorrow would not be boiled.

Getting up early the next morning, Jian Han made a phone call first, called Lu Dong over, pointed to the rice cooker and explained with a smile: "Brother Lu, I've soaked all the mung beans, you press the button to cook porridge at ten o'clock, and then bring the rice cooker to the set, okay?"

Lu Dong: "......"

Jian Han looked at him with a pale face, obviously displeased, raised his eyebrows, and opened his mouth again with a smile: "Can you say something!"

"You can help, if you run out of paper in the toilet, I will ask my brother to send it to you!"

Lu Dong: "!!"

This damn girl!

He nodded heavily, indicating that he understood.

When Jian Han and Shen Yue went to the set, Lu Dong immediately took out his mobile phone and roared at Du Ziming unceremoniously: "You can not do it surnamed Du, what did you say at the beginning, what is your sister so well-behaved and obedient, I bah!" Now Lao Tzu is not only a bodyguard, but also a nanny! The automatic timer also has the function of home delivery, so you can press the rice cooker and send it to the set!"

After Lu Dong roared for a while, his mood finally relaxed, and he was about to hang up the phone, when Du Ziming's calm and serious voice came from his ears: "Understood, I will send another nanny." ”

Lu Dong: "......"

Without waiting for him to say anything, Du Ziming said to himself: "It seems that there is no longer a driver bodyguard, and it seems that it is not bad to have a secretary——"

Lu Dong narrowed his eyes and hung up the phone decisively.

When Jian Han arrived, director Zheng Qingqiu was watching the gaffer adjust the lighting, and the windows of the electrified classroom were open to the east, so the light in the morning was better, and the light in the afternoon was darker.

Yesterday afternoon, in order to get a sharp silhouette, the gaffer used a relatively strong spotlight, and today there is no need for so many light sources, but because the sun is gradually rising, which means that the natural light entering the classroom is also gradually enhanced, it is necessary to constantly adjust the intensity of the supplemental light.

Zheng Qingqiu saw Jian Han and said meaningfully: "If you don't perform well today, the lighting engineer will suffer." ”

It is conceivable that basically if the n0 falls off once, the lighting will have to be readjusted, and the gaffer will definitely cry to death on the lampstand.

Jian Han nodded confidently: "Don't worry, I won't let you down today." ”

The actors also came to the set one after another, Han Chen had a handsome face, and his body exuded an aura that no one was close to, Jian Han naturally asked: "Didn't you sleep well?"

Han Chen immediately glared at her and shouted loudly, "You didn't sleep well!" The master slept soundly!"

Jian Han: "......"

She calmly took out her mobile phone and silently sent a WeChat message - Sister Ding, you didn't tie the rope again~@请叫我女王大人.

Han Chen just leaned over, glanced at the WeChat sent by Jian Han, and gritted his teeth with hatred: "I'll bite you to death!"

Jian Han blinked: "Sure enough, the rope is not tied properly." ”

Director Zheng smiled bitterly when he heard it, his premonition when he auditioned for Jian Han was really accurate, Jian Han and Han Chen were the eight characters who were rushing.

Such two people are going to fight when they get together, and how can they perform the taste of the undercurrent of each other's desire to talk

When the lights were finally set up, Director Zheng Qingqiu waved his hand hopelessly and said hesitantly: "Then you two, let's try again!"

He has already decided that he will only shoot three times today, but three times, he will immediately switch to other scenes.

Han Chen sat in front of him with a straight face, and Jian Han sat at the desk opposite him, and the two of them looked away, neither of them looking at each other.

Director Zheng Qingqiu really wanted to take the script and go over, one person hit a hammer, and his grandmother's bear children each beat each first.

He waved his hand weakly to signal the start of the scene.

With a "action", Han Chen's expression quickly changed - his eyebrows were soft, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a pair of eyes were staring at the document in his hand intently and attentively, while being gentle, exuding a powerful aura that made people feel unexpectedly reliable.

There is no doubt that at this moment, Han Chen completely controlled the camera and became the darling of the lens, the only focus of the audience, and Jian Han became his background curtain.

At this moment, Jian Han moved.

She still sat in a proper manner, she didn't even raise her head, the only thing that moved, only her eyes!

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