Nineteen's face was already as red as a cooked lobster.

You let me go!

Take it away!

It's just that you're too close to me, I'm like this!

Nineteen thought about whether to dodge Qin Shi's hand.

If it goes on like this, she is afraid that her heart will not be able to bear the load, and it will explode with a "bang".

"Brother Qin, let's ......" The door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

Qin Shi and Nineteen looked sideways together.

The three pairs of eyes met in one place, and there was a faint factor of embarrassment floating in the air.

"I'm sorry I didn't see anything, you go on."

Brother Xiang calmly put down a sentence, and closed the door very neatly.

Fuwa, who came from behind, didn't notice it for a while and hit his head on the back.

"Hmm, what are you doing, you don't go in and close the door."

"Brother Qin and Xiao Jiujiu have something to do, let's go in later."

Brother Xiang's arm was on Fuwa's shoulder.

Fuwa Nunu knocked his hand off: "What is there about them that we can't know, don't joke, it's going to be Brother Qin's turn to shoot soon, I have to hurry up and put on makeup for Brother Qin."

Fuwa said as she pushed away Brother Xiang, who was blocking the door, and was about to go in.

However, before his hand could touch the door, someone grabbed him by the shoulder.

Brother Xiang grabbed his back collar with one hand and dragged him away with a smile.

Qin Shi didn't seem to understand what Brother Xiang said before closing the door, and a pair of big cute eyes blinked: "Why did he leave?" What are we going to continue? ”

Nineteen: "...... Me, I'll go to the director team to confirm the shooting ......"

Jumping up, Nineteen performed a handful of women called the wind.

When Qin Shi reacted, there was still a shadow of nineteen in the lounge.

Qin Shi's hand hanging in mid-air slowly withdrew, sat back in place and continued to read the script.

I don't know if I saw something interesting, or if I thought of something interesting, Qin Shi's lips pursed shallowly, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a gentle smile.

Nineteen went straight to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, scooped up water, and poured it on his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror with a face full of water droplets and still red, Nineteen couldn't help but cover his face in disgust.

Nineteen, nineteen, you're too uncompetitive and cowardly.

Qin Shi Cub just touched your forehead out of concern. He's always been such a gentle and warm-hearted person, what are you thinking about, blushing like something?

Obviously, you are the one who howls the most unrestrained on the Internet, and you have hugged Xiao cub in the system plot, why are you so useless in front of Qin Shi himself.

Is this the so-called "online waves flying, offline cowardices?" ”

Nineteen stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes, waiting until his face was not so exaggeratedly red, and then took a few deep breaths and walked out.

Before she left the lounge, she said that she was going to the director team, which was not a pretext.

Many on-site details need to be verified and confirmed by her assistant and the director team, and if there are problems, they will be communicated and dealt with in time to avoid any problems affecting the shooting and affecting the artists during the actual shooting.

When Nineteen found the director, the director was talking to a male artist.

The TV series promoted this time is a high-quality public welfare drama, and a lot of powerful and popular Xiaosheng Xiaohuadan was invited, and all of them were paid zero to shoot promotional short films.

The male artist was wearing a black suit, with a straight back and long legs, and the back was still very good.

Nineteen felt that this back looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

After all, the only thing that can make her recognize without looking at her face is her family's Qin Shi baby.

They were talking, and Nineteen naturally didn't step forward to disturb them, but silently stepped aside and waited for them to finish.

After a few minutes, they finally finished talking.

The male artist, who had been facing away from Nineteen, turned around.