Jian Han didn't know how she got back to the apartment, she sat on the sofa blankly, holding her mobile phone in her hand, obviously had Fang Qinghan's phone number, but she didn't dare to call it to verify, she was really afraid, what if everything in the entertainment news was true?

I don't know how long it has been, since I was reborn, I have gotten along with Fang Qinghan several times, and the scenes are replayed in my mind.

——At Han Xiang's funeral, I saw a male god with a strong aura for the first time, obviously a superstar, but he was approachable and didn't have any shelves.

——Participated in the audition for the movie "Lying on Salary and Tasting Courage", the male god was kind and kind, and even designed four different auditions in order to let her learn how to steal the show.

- and then there is the gambling game of the actors, even if Huo Yun said that he was playing the eighth king, he was not angry at all.

In every memory picture, Fang Qinghan is so handsome, even if she often stares at the male god and is distracted, after being discovered by the male god, she just turns her head and smiles at her lightly, as if she knows everything, and as if telling her, don't worry, this is his and her little secret.

No, it's not!

Jian Han sat up straight, and she suddenly found that in her memories, many times, it was Fang Qinghan who turned his head slightly and smiled lightly at her.

It's like, as if as long as she secretly stares at the male god, the male god will soon find out!

Jian Han was excited by this discovery, but she was a little unconfident, she subconsciously logged on to the Fororld website and sent a message to Mr. SOS asking for help: Sir, may I ask the actor, are you extra sensitive to other people's eyes?

Feeling the vibration of his pocket, Leo looked indifferent, and continued to stare at the fish float in front of him, and the pale golden eyebrows of the old Hamilton next to him raised, and asked with interest: "Whose phone is it?" Why don't you pick it up? ”

Leo glanced at him coldly, his handsome face still without any expression.

Old Hamilton leaned back in the fisherman's chair, snorted, and said confidently: "According to your temper, if it is a call from someone who is very annoying, I am afraid that you will throw the phone away, instead of deliberately ignoring the other party, is it your little lover?" Awkward? ”

"Hmm, let me think about it, it must be you who unilaterally have a cold war with the other side-"

Leo was silent for a long time, and suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to come to the manor, not that everyone has an old guy who is nearly eighty years old and still has a clear mind and quick response.

Knowing that he can't let the other party guess endlessly, according to the old man's wisdom, I'm afraid he can guess the truth of the matter in a blink of an eye.

Leo calmly took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and when he saw the three words of the little thing, his pupils shrank, and then he said casually: "It's not a phone, it's just a message——"

Before the words fell, his hand was empty, and the phone had been snatched away by some agile old guy, and old Hamilton shouted with great interest: "Aha, let me see, what your little darling said, sweetheart, let's reconcile—"

Leo's heart trembled slightly, knowing that this was not a small thing, but still his heart was shaken by sweetheart.

"It's all my fault, my dear, forgive me—" The old man's voice was artificial, more like an old witch than an imitating girl, or an old witch who had been castrated!

Leo stood up and scolded coldly: "Enough! Grandfather! Do you like to pretend to be a woman so much? Aren't there a lot of dresses in the house? Do you want to show it for you? ”

"Hey, this guy called Little Thing asks a lot of in-depth questions, aha, of course actors are sensitive to other people's eyes! How else would you be able to perform under the camera? That's a bunch of onlookers! ”

Old Hamilton muttered as he snapped back.

Hearing the prompt of the message, sir: Aha, dear, your question is very good, but if I answer it, how are you going to treat me? A kiss or a homemade dinner? Uh-huh, or if you call me baby, I'm barely okay with that.

Well, to get back to the point, in fact, the actor must be sensitive to the gaze of others, so that he can feel where the camera is and thus always grasp his position in front of the camera.

Uh-huh, whether you're facing the camera from the front or side, the result is completely different, a simplest example, a criminal, if you shoot it head-on, this is a vicious robber, but if you only shoot his side, obviously, he's a sneaky Y plotter.

It's no exaggeration to say that as soon as someone else's eyes fall on you, you will be the first to notice, congratulations, you have the potential to become a superstar.

Jian Han was a little stunned for a while, accustomed to Mr. SOS's rhetorical answer, and suddenly saw such a long article, a little unaccustomed and a little flattered.

Mr. SOS seems to be in a good mood today, and he is even more lively in his talking, and he is joking.

Jian Han replied in a joking tone without hesitation: Thank you, baby! You've done me another great favor, Moda!

As soon as old Hamilton saw the reply to the message, he immediately read it excitedly: "Thank you, baby-"

Leo couldn't bear it, snatched the phone back, and hurriedly swept his indifferent gaze towards the screen, and the person froze suddenly, and in a short sentence, he only noticed two words: baby, mum~

Leo quickly reacted, pushed away the old Hamilton who came over with a curious face, with a straight face, his fingers slid flexibly, and soon saw the message sent by the old Hamilton, he held the mobile phone, was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "I'm going back, you can play by yourself, have fun." ”

He found that even if he was determined to forget, the black-haired, black-eyed elf-like girl could easily disturb his mind with a message.

Leo returned to his private apartment in Beverly Hills as quickly as he could, opened the safe hidden deep in the bedroom, and locked his phone 215 without hesitation.

This three-tiered reinforced safe, with a cubic meter capacity, buried everything he didn't want to touch, and at the same time, it was the most precious thing he had.

Jian Han replied to Mr. SOS's message, patiently, from the beginning, read Mr. SOS's reply word by word, and suddenly felt refreshed, Mr. SOS's reply completely confirmed the conjecture in her heart, and swept away the depression in her heart.