Zhou Zhengming hurriedly suppressed his panic and explained: "No, absolutely not. If you don't like the plot, change it again. He took her hand and led her to tie her tie as he spoke tricks.

Ji Yuncheng crossed his eyebrows and said coldly. Why did her slender waist fall into the hands of other men? After sending off such a great god, she went back to rest for a while, and waited until eight or nine o'clock before taking the driver's car to the set.

"She hasn't studied systematically, how can she be called an actor? Moreover, I just read your script, don't you know how to write anything but love scenes? There is an emotional line between the two male protagonists? Have you considered the acceptance of the market? Are you throwing my money into the water? ”

"She's not an actress." Ji Yuncheng suddenly interrupted. Ji Yuncheng looked at him with his gaze, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Why did her slender waist fall into the hands of other men? So she was encircled in his arms, and the tip of her nose lingered with the fragrance of the shower gel on his body.

Zhou Zhengming's hand trembled, and his nails almost crossed the lens of the camera: "Ji Yuncheng?!" Ji Yuncheng crossed his eyebrows and said coldly.

Wei Shuying was particularly reluctant to be called, especially when he was summoned by Ji Yuncheng, and his little face immediately collapsed.

“…… You have to be more restrained and more painful. One more time. "What is he here for?

Is it because Wei Shuying was bullied on his set and came to him for trouble? Zhou Zhengming looked at the center of the set.

Wei Shuying looked at his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and nodded ignorantly: "Remember." "Visiting the class?

Whose class is it visiting? Ji Yuncheng bent down and leaned out of the car.

"Remember?" He asked softly. 23.225.191.244,23.225.191.244; 0; pc; 4; Grinding iron literature afternoon.

Lin Mubai shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Director Zhou, who was debugging the camera: "Maybe this is the romantic love in the minds of their middle-aged and elderly men." "Rolls-Royce is powerful, understated and luxurious, meticulous and most importantly expensive.

A girl in a blue dress and a black dress, wearing cloth shoes, and her long hair draped behind her head is sitting in a wheelchair, holding the script and studying hard.

Zhou Zhengming was very puzzled, and didn't feel that he had done anything wrong: "She is an actor after all, and now she doesn't engage in the same way that men and women don't kiss, hugging and hugging is a work need......" can only be Wei Shuying.

It was obvious that Concubine Qi Ruofei was avoiding her.

"Haven't you read the script before......" he asked cautiously. And so here it was again. But everyone kept the poisoning thing secret, just as if it didn't exist, and he didn't know it at all!

Wei Shuying flipped out her phone and saw a text message from Director Zhou Zhengming last night: "Well, I still have the last scene left to finish filming." There was quite a long delay, alas. Ji Yuncheng slept very deeply, not like a patient who had been plagued by insomnia for many years, but there was a small patch of faint blue-black under his eyes.

Isn't he supposed to be working in the company now, why did he run out? Why did this man come here? She simply closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

At this time, Zhou Zhengming cautiously: "Mr. Ji, are you here to find Wei Shuying, or I will call her over?" "But that's Wei Shuying.

"You're going to the set today?" He asked casually. Ji Yuncheng stood aside and watched, his eyes became darker and darker, his face became more and more stinky, and finally he looked like a piece of cold marble.

"Afternoon." Wei Shuying yawned. It can only be Wei Shuying. A solid black Rolls-Royce Cullinan came to a halt outside the set, causing a small commotion.

It can only be Wei Shuying. Wei Shuying took the script and complained to Lin Mubai: "It's really bloody." "It's dark outside the window, and it's just past five o'clock.

Afternoon. The next day, Wei Shuying woke up in Ji Yuncheng's arms. Why?

"Morning and afternoon?" Visiting a class? Whose class is it visiting?

"I would only tie my own tie. Who has nothing to do to tie a tie for someone else? She added. 23.225.191.244,23.225.191.244; 0; pc; 4; Grinding Iron Literature

"Do they have to hug like that?" But everyone kept the poisoning thing secret, just as if it didn't exist, and he didn't know it at all!

Zhou Zhengming didn't notice the change in his face and explained: "Actually, there was originally a kiss scene here, but it's better to borrow a seat." "But everyone kept the poisoning secret, just as if it didn't exist, and he didn't know about it at all!

It's completely instinctive. Ji Yuncheng ignored him, and asked again in a deep voice: "Did she have such a scene in filming before?" …… Hug and hug, kiss or something? ”

"Cards! No, it's too much to take this time, come again. Wei Shuying flipped out her phone and saw a text message from Director Zhou Zhengming last night: "Well, I still have the last scene left to finish filming." There was quite a long delay, alas. Although she did not choke back, her body movements were full of reluctance, and she slowly crawled out of bed and walked up to him.

A solid black Rolls-Royce Cullinan came to a halt outside the set, causing a small commotion.

Her scenes have all been filmed, so she did not cause any trouble to Zhou Zhengming. Lin Mubai shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Director Zhou, who was debugging the camera: "Maybe this is the romantic love in the minds of their middle-aged and elderly men." ”

“…… You have to be more restrained and more painful. One more time. And so here it was again.

"She hasn't studied systematically, how can she be called an actor? Moreover, I just read your script, don't you know how to write anything but love scenes? There is an emotional line between the two male protagonists? Have you considered the acceptance of the market? Are you throwing my money into the water? She didn't say any more, her big black and white eyes had already confessed all the unfinished words.

Wei Shuying let out a long sigh. Qiusheng knelt in the dirt beside her and couldn't cry: "Miss, why did you save me?" Qiusheng doesn't deserve you to treat me like this......" Why did her slender waist fall into the hands of other men?

Zhou Zhengming was stunned for a moment: "Oh, it's nothing, how normal it is to hug and hug, the duty of an actor." Zhou Zhengming didn't notice the change in his face, and explained: "Actually, there was originally a kiss scene here, but it's better to borrow a seat." "Why should her slender waist fall into the hands of other men?

Zhou Zhengming put away his worries, greeted him with a bright smile for a while, and finally asked tentatively: "I don't know if Mr. Ji is here, why are you coming?" At six o'clock, Ji Yuncheng opened his eyes.

However, she tried to ignore it as much as possible, and focused all her attention on filming.

"Remember?" He asked softly. Isn't he supposed to be working in the company now, why did he run out? Everyone looked at the luxury car: "I haven't seen this car, who came to visit the class?" She stared at him blankly.

Wei Shuying hesitated for a second, and Ji Yuncheng tightened the arm that was encircling her and locked her firmly in his arms.

She didn't say any more, her big black and white eyes had already confessed all the unfinished words.

"I won't tie it." Wei Shuying explained.

"I would only tie my own tie. Who has nothing to do to tie a tie for someone else? She added. Hearing her say this, Ji Yuncheng didn't know what to think, and his face softened: "I'll teach you." Just once, remember next time. "The focus of today's filming is the rivalry between Wei Shuying and Lin Mubai.

"I'm different, I don't want to own the car, I want to own the owner of the car."

"Remember?" He asked softly. Visiting a class? Whose class is it visiting? At this time, Zhou Zhengming cautiously: "Mr. Ji, are you here to find Wei Shuying, or I will call her over?" "Isn't he supposed to be working in the company now, why did he run out?

Ji Yuncheng's face became even more gloomy: "Duty? "Ji Yuncheng went to the company.

"Huh?"