The prop took the photo taken yesterday, carefully compared the specific distribution of A4 carbon paper, and carefully restored the exact position of each paper.

The most unlucky is Han Chen, the words on the blackboard have to be rewritten by him, and the drama manager stuffed him with seven or eight photos in one go, "Don't worry, it's all high-definition shooting, partial restoration, and every word can be seen clearly." ”

Han Chen took the photo, stuffed his head, and wrote it little by little.

Not long after I wrote it, there was a chatter of several young actresses in the crew behind me, politely with respect, and when I heard it, it was the rookie actor named Qi Yale, "Sister Jian Han, how did you shoot it just now, it was so good-"

The chalk in Han Chen's hand paused, hum, have the monkeys evolved into sisters! In the future, I have to let the surname Qi call him uncle!

Qi Yale said half-jokingly: "You don't really like Brother Han, do you?"

"No," this voice, as soon as I heard it, it was a monkey's, delicate and soft old as if she was coquettish, the chalk in Han Chen's hand stopped unconsciously, and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement behind him.

Although the male god likes to eat the secret of meat, Jian Han just wants to hide it alone, and is unwilling to tell anyone, but she doesn't mind sharing her shooting experience with others, she said frankly with a smile: "Actually, I am a fan of Fang Yingdi, when I was filming just now, I regarded Brother Han Chen as Mr. Fang Qinghan, and it was natural to perform!"

Hell, it's Fang Qinghan again, don't monkeys know what it means to be reserved!

Some pleasant female voices are the female lead Zhong Qing: "Oh, it's Fang Yingdi——"

Then Tao Qing's cold and mature voice also sounded: "Fang Yingdi——"

In the end, Qi's niece also joined in the fun: "It turned out to be Fang Yingdi, no wonder!"

The chalk in Han Chen's hand slashed, and the glass blackboard under his hand let out a piercing scream, Ma Dan, what does one, two, three mean, what is Fang Yingdi, no wonder, no wonder peat!

He turned around sharply and scolded: "Are you going to chew the root of your tongue if you're fine?" Didn't you see that everyone else was busy, wouldn't you go to help!"

Several actresses with their backs to him turned their heads at the same time, and Jian Han raised the A4 carbon paper in his hand with an innocent face, "How many are missing, we are helping Sister Zhong Qing check to see which ones are missing!"

Han Chen had a handsome face and snorted coldly: "Then work hard, don't talk about gossip!" ”

After that, he couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Fang Ying Emperor Fang Ying Emperor, hum, where is Fang Qinghan good!" ”

Han Chen, who turned around, didn't pay attention, Jian Han glanced at him unexpectedly, raised his eyebrows, looking at Han Chen's back, Jian Han suddenly spoke, urging with righteous words: "You hurry up and write, we are fast, everyone is waiting for you, don't delay the filming progress!"

Han Chen: "......"

He is the Monkey King, the little female monkey is the mantra, he is the Monkey King, the little female monkey is the palm of the Buddha-

No, no, he's pissed off, the little bastard is a monkey, he's not a monkey, he's not a monkey, he's not a monkey-

Han Chen silently read three times in his heart that he was not a monkey, slowly raised his hand, and re-wrote, as soon as he wrote a word, he heard the delicate and soft voice of the little female monkey sound again: "Sister Zhong Qing, when I first joined the crew, I thought you had the worst temper, I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

Han Chen turned around with a swish, crossed a few chirping sparrows behind him, looked at Director Zheng Qingqiu on the other side, and gritted his teeth: "Director Zheng, if you don't get a few of them away, I won't write!"

Director Zheng Qingqiu looked helpless, looking at Han Chen, a very mature person, why can't he get along with the little girl, he stretched out his hand and beckoned to Jian Han and the others, and said with a pleasant face: "Come here, or you won't be able to shoot." ”

Jian Han and the others stood up and walked towards Director Zheng Qingqiu, Han Chen heard the little female monkey unwilling to be lonely and opened her mouth again: "Sister Zhong Qing, do you say this is the legendary drama bully?"

Han Chen choked on his chest with a mouthful of old blood, he couldn't hold back any longer, took out his mobile phone with a snap, and logged in to his WeChat account-

If you are sick, you don't take medicine: that who, that who, who is in charge of your little female monkey, what is a bad temper, what is a drama bully! @吃饭睡觉养孩子

"Fang Shao, didn't I say it, you better go home and have a look when you have time, such a small foundation, if it weren't for your face, one million would not be enough for my commission."

Fang Hui frowned slightly, felt the vibration from the pocket of his suit, raised his hand to signal the other party to pause, took out his mobile phone and took a look, and when he saw the WeChat sent by Han Chen, he couldn't help but reply and sent it to the WeChat circle of friends.

There is a tsundere Garfield at home: Hey, he has a bad temper, a drama bully or something, isn't it a fact? @爷有病就是不吃药

My child is the most handsome: the monkey always wants to escape from reality, and I really sympathize with the queen. @爷有病就是不吃药

Super Dad: You haven't paid attention, did the little girl sue the monkey?2333333 @ Ye is sick and doesn't take medicine

Tsundere Garfield: It's really true that you say that, the whole world celebrates together@All members

My child is the most handsome: give 10,000 likes to the little girl, monkey, you also have today@爷有病就是不吃药!

Hearing a series of message prompts from the mobile phone, Han Chen's heart was secretly refreshed, although the little female monkey made people angry, her agent still knew the general situation, listening to the frequency of this message prompt sound, it was obvious that one was sent and then the second one, I don't know how many I sent in one breath, for fear that I would not be forgiven by him.

He first showed the surname Fang, waited for the surname Fang to be anxious, and then expressed his dissatisfaction in a loud voice, and then the little female monkey should be unlucky, hum hum hum.

Listening to the constant sound of information prompts, Han Chen was in a good mood, and his subordinates wrote quickly, and in a blink of an eye, most of the blackboard had been restored.

Seeing that there was still a small piece left to finish copying, he finally couldn't help but touch his mobile phone, and dozens of messages popped up:

There is a tsundere Garfield at home: Hey, he has a bad temper, a drama bully or something, isn't it a fact?

My child is the most handsome: the monkey always wants to escape from reality, and I really sympathize with the queen.

Super Daddy: Didn't you pay attention, did the little girl sue the monkey? 2333333

After only looking at the first three, Han Chen's face turned completely black, grandma's, he should have known what kind of artist there is, what kind of agent there is!

The chalk in Han Chen's hand creaked, facing the blackboard, he couldn't calm down after a few deep breaths, he simply turned around, and when he looked up, the crew was full of people, sitting and chatting, playing poker against landlords, playing mobile phones, Ma Dan was working for him!

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