"Start the third scene when you are ready, let the actor next door prepare, and follow up immediately." After about thirty or forty minutes, Zhou Ji began to let the crews start to prepare, and asked people to notify the male protagonist next door.

A year later, the show was released. If netizens know the 'long-distance relationship' that makes them envious, in fact, the location is two-thirds of the shooting next door, will they be angry.

Su Qianqing, whose emotions had recovered, had already laid down on the bed and got into the quilt. While he hadn't taken a secret photo yet, he used his mobile phone to quietly send a message to Zhou Yili.

[Su Qianqing: Husband, your dear wife is now going to show affection with other men. 】

[Zhou Yili: You can only show affection with me, knock on your head, draw key points, and follow me, which is to show affection. 】

Su Qianqing was a little surprised that Zhou Yili replied in seconds, and after seeing the information Zhou Yili replied to, he couldn't help laughing.

Her family's calamity is still so cute.

[Su Qianqing: Oh, it seems that you don't care about my ambiguity with other men. 】

[Zhou Yili: You are not this kind of person who is ambiguous with other men, wife, do you want me to be jealous? 】

Before Su Qianqing could reply, there was a 'ding dong', and Zhou Yili sent the second message.

[Zhou Yili: Wife, if you miss me, just say it, if you think I don't care about you anymore, I'll call you immediately. 】

After Su Qianqing saw Zhou Yili's words, he was frightened and quickly replied.

[Su Qianqing: Don't, now I'm on the set, you called me, do you want me to be criticized? (Anger)】

[Zhou Yili: That wife, you are obedient, you are only allowed to be on the set (emphasis added), temporarily (emphasis added), and have an ambiguous relationship with other men. Otherwise, you will be jealous of your husband. 】

Su Qianqing saw Zhou Yili's words, lowered her head and smiled, she was going to reply to the past, but Director Zhou had already shouted to start preparing, and she could only give up.

Su Qianqing quickly returned to the homepage, clicked on the music, played a slow-paced piano song, and then returned to the homepage again, logged in to QQ, and switched to a new account, with only three friends in it.

The remarks are 'Mom', 'Coach' and 'Teacher'.

And these three good are actually the director, assistant director, and his mother's QQ number.

Avatars and names are easy to modify.

After Su Qianqing made all these preparations, he stretched out his hand to make an OK, and then quickly retracted his hand into the quilt.

Put your phone next to your pillow and close your eyes to brew your emotions.

The camera crew hurried to get closer to the lens and fixed the rack.

"All departments ready, three, two, one, Action!"

[The dim light shines on the girl's cheeks.]

The girl who closed her eyes and rested seemed to be sleeping very unsteadily. The brow has been furrowed.

The phone next to the pillow played mournful piano music, adding a touch of desolation again to the cold room.

A line of tears slipped silently down the girl's face.

The girl wrapped the quilt tightly and kept curling up, as if this was the only way to feel a trace of warmth.

The sound of the piano music suddenly decreased by a few degrees, and the sound of the piano music returned to normal after a prompt sounded.

The girl was still lying on the bed, curled up, without any movement.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes had passed that the girl stretched out her left hand from the quilt and picked up the phone, and gently wiped her tears with her right hand. Glancing at my phone, I realized that my phone was full of information.