Jian Han was awakened by a knock on the door, she woke up in a daze, and when her eyes began to focus, she sensitively found that this was not her room.

Everything from last night gradually emerged, Jian Han suddenly turned over, jumped off the ground in a hurry, looked down and saw his somewhat wrinkled skirt, and subconsciously tugged it.

At this time, the knocking continued, but the frequency gradually increased, and it seemed that the people outside the door had gradually begun to get impatient.

Jian Han didn't care about her skirt, put on her shoes and rushed to the door, opened the door, and collided with Guan Ye, who was bowing her head and tying the wind and discipline button, she called out in surprise: "Second cousin-"

Sekino has never tied the discipline button, but now the wind and discipline button is fastened, the collar is also neatly arranged, and the handsome face is no longer the usual hippie smile, so at a glance, it looks like a soldier.

Jian Han was slightly stunned, and in the next second, Guan Ye crossed her, looked into the room, and after scanning the circle like a radar, he didn't find **OSS, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his shoulders also fell, and then he noticed that something was wrong, the little cousin was still looking at herself, and couldn't help but straighten her chest again, but her right hand was automatically raised spontaneously, her fingers flexibly untied the Fengji button, and said with a smile: "I'm okay today, I'll send you to the airport." ”

Jian Han responded, obediently followed behind Guan Ye, and repeatedly replayed the picture just now in his mind - Guan Ye fastened the military discipline button, sorted out his collar, and looked like an elite officer, Guan Ye untied the military discipline button, and looked like a military ruffian.

The two images alternately appeared in Jian Han's mind, and the shooting problems that had plagued her for several days seemed to be about to come out.

It's a pity that something is missing, Jian Han finished taking a shower in a trance, packed his luggage numbly, and simply ate something.

Guan Ye drove out of the car, waited for Jian Han to get into the car, and sighed casually: "I didn't expect Sun Chenggong to be the son of director Sun Yifan." ”

In the midst of the lightning and fire, a lightning bolt struck, and the picture of Director Sun Yifan solemnly taking out the military medal from the silver aluminum box suddenly appeared in Jian Han's mind again, she sat up straight suddenly, and muttered: "Military merit medal, wind and discipline buckle-"

Her eyes lit up, the puzzle that had plagued her for several days was finally solved, she involuntarily sat up straight, slapped the back chair, and urged Guan Ye who was driving: "Second cousin, hurry up!"

Sekino: "...... No matter how fast we drive, when we get to the airport, the plane won't take off early, okay?"

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, then stuck out his tongue, hehe Yile: "I'm sorry, second cousin." ”

Sekino glanced at her in the rearview mirror and shook his head helplessly.

At the same time as Jian Han returned to the crew, the Jian's steamed bun group had been completely fried, and the manager of the steamed bun shop, Doushabao, sent a message in a panic, @了全体成员: There are too many people in the group, this group has reached the upper limit of the number of people, what should I do!

Conan Pack: Open a branch!

The exam package that was unplugged from the network cable: Whoa, apply to become the manager of the second store!

Twelve-hour online senior house bag: who is more suitable for the manager of the second store is simply clear at a glance!

The net-packet that has become an airwave: looks at the two above, but doesn't smile.

Virus packet: Quietly bubbling, quietly went to the mansion Baojia, and then went to the net bag's house, ah, woo, two hot buns!

Jinshan Bag: Whoop, secretly following behind the virus packet, drooling!

Bean paste buns: ...... Ancestors, can you not make trouble!!

Doushabao: The question now is how to build the second store, like other celebrity fan groups, according to the region, such as the No. 1 store in Sijiu City, the No. 2 store in Haicheng always feels bad!

Conan Bao: Well, it's not very good, so that although it will be easier to communicate with fans in the same group, it is not conducive to exchanging information.

The exam bag that was unplugged from the network cable: It's better to open a branch according to the shooting situation of Jian Xiaobao, for example, the second group she built when she was filming Fenghua Xueyue, you can call it Fenghua Xueyue store!

Mansion Pack in Antivirus: Hello, that's a good idea.

Net package in full format: Aha, the question is what kind of film is Jian Xiaobao making now

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"I Am Special Forces"

Jason looked at the records on the information, raised his eyebrows, and had to say that this Chinese actress named Jian Han has filmed a lot of films.

This kind of actor with a wide range of scenes is very likable everywhere, old Jason raised his eyebrows, and touched his round chin thoughtfully, well, if Miss Jian Han is lucky enough to be with Mr. Leo Hard in the future, perhaps, he can also become this Miss Jian Han's agent in Hollywood!

Ahem, it's far away.

Old Jason put the information he had just arrived in the same folder, which was said to include a variety entertainment show that Miss Jane participated in and a red carpet record of the Flying Dragon Awards.

Damn, Leohard is obviously in retreat for filming, and he still has to collect these materials for him!

No way, who let Director Chris, who directed the legend of the mage, be a director who is even more famous than Leo Harder!

He insisted that "Legend of the Mage" be filmed in full enclosure, and even equipped a signal jammer for this purpose! No one can access the internet!

The more famous these directors are, the more eccentric they are, and the more demanding they are!

Jason shook his head, reached out and pulled out a cookie from the cookie box, threw it in his mouth, and chewed it quickly, oh, the rich milky flavor of the butter cookie exploded in his mouth, and he was glad once again that it was great to be an agent, not an actor who needed to pay attention to his body all the time.

While eating cookies, he took out a copy of the thick script from the stack of thick scripts at hand, aha, what a bad street script name for a psychiatrist!

In recent years, popular psychological crimes, whether it is criminal investigation dramas or movies, have already made this theme bad.

For example, in "Nineteen Rihanna", the protagonist has nineteen different personalities, but in fact, if someone really had so many different personalities, I am afraid they would have gone crazy a long time ago!

Think about it, you get up in the morning, walk to the bathroom in a daze, look up, and see the mirror, in the mirror, you are not wearing the cotton nightdress you are used to, but a sexy sundress, and you still have heavy makeup on your face that you didn't take off yesterday!

This is your flamboyant extroverted personality, however, what's worse is that on the mirror, your irascible personality has a big bright red letter written on the lipstick - i\/ill\/kill\/you!

How terrifying!

How could a script that had already been overshot be sent to him!

Old Jason grabbed two more butter cookies, stuffed them into his mouth, suppressed his dissatisfaction with the unfavorable work of the people below, and casually flipped to the first page of the script, and glanced at the producers and directors listed above.

In the next second, the cookie crumbs in his mouth squirted out.

...

(Nine-headed Bird Academy)