But this sense of excitement made the director's eyes light up.

When he read the original book before, he was a little sorry that this character didn't have that kind of tension in the end.

Although he is still free and easy, he finally stays away from these rights and wrongs, and there is no news.

But it always feels like something is missing.

The drunken farewell at the end is more like an end to this character.

But Qinghui is so drunk, unassuming, and full of sharpness, just like the Cheng'an County Lord I saw for the first time, with a sword at his waist, and a flamboyant red dress, he is unparalleled in the world.

And now, such actions are arbitrary to the extreme, and they are publicized to the extreme, just like the first time they met, but they will definitely not be boring.

Qinghui, as a spirit sword, is on the top, so it must be a fight.

When the little hand was filmed, the camera director was far away, not as clear as You Xia, and the table seemed to jump.

You Xia and the male artist subconsciously leaned back.

Seeing Qinghui standing up, this filming place is a small gazebo, seeing that he was easily pressed on the railing of the gazebo, propping up his small body, stepping on the pole with one foot, and shaking at will below with one foot, looking handsome and free, with a confused and drunk face, and with a trace of indescribable frivolity.

Like a sharp sword out of its sheath, it is so dangling that people dare not look at it directly.

With a bang, with Qinghui's movements, the wine glass and flask were swept to the ground by Qinghui.

The little cup gurgled and rolled to the side.

When the director saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in his heart that he was witty.

I had expected this to happen, and instead of porcelain flasks and glasses, I used the kind of antique metal.

The picture stays on the action of Qinghui sitting in front of everyone.

Actually, it's okay to get to this screen.

But the director still wanted to see what kind of move Qinghui could make, and he didn't call the card all the time.

You Xia and the male artist couldn't help but glare at the director.

Hurry up and shout the card, I feel like the other party is really going to beat someone!

You Xia, male artist: I was very scared at that time.

Sheng Junshu had already seen the small jar that was thrown aside by Qinghui and poured down most of the half jar of fruit wine.

This fruit wine is sweet and delicious, but the stamina is a little bigger, but it definitely doesn't get drunk to the daze of a little girl.

It seems that the little girl is not very good at drinking, and the amount of alcohol is shallow.

But I see that the children are a little crazy, and they want to play drunk.

The corners of Sheng Junshu's lips twitched, and he glanced at the unpacked small cake next to him and held it in his hand.

Horse's, damn a little cute.

The director didn't think so at the time, and then saw Qinghui glaring at him, jumping down from the railing again, looking like he was about to lift the table, he realized the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly shouted the card and asked people to go up and stop it.

But - everyone present has seen the video of Qinghui beating people or beating people on the spot.

Do you dare to go up and stop you?

At this time, it is time to test who is hard!

Then the little girl was held down.

When Sheng Junshu noticed that something was wrong, he had already gone over there.

Successfully before the little girl asked him to pay more props, he held Qinghui's shoulder.

Qinghui turned his head and waved his small pink fist, muttering in his mouth, "You just want to fight with adults and me?" Hinder me from absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon! Battle scum, I have to beat you! ”