"Ah, it's ready." Mo Zishu nodded, stuffed a few sugars in her pocket to her side, stunned Tang Tang's hand holding her behind her back, and after freeing her arm, she pulled down her hair, her eyes were sharp: "I'll go and talk to the artist, you brought the assistants here to help, they look very tired." ”

It was because of her sudden request that she came to this more primitive place, which led to the panic and insufficient preparation, and it is estimated that she will not be able to start work today, after all, she only set off last night, and she only came here in the early morning and trekked through mountains and rivers, and the artists were tired and paralyzed, not to mention the staff.

Sister Hui didn't object, and took over the job that shouldn't belong to the assistant, and after the old assistants who didn't have Sister Hui looked at each other, they also followed the active little fat man to help the staff.

Mo Zishu crossed her arms and looked at her for a while, and after Tang Tang smiled at her suddenly, she slowly walked over to the little ones who were spread out on the sofa and didn't want to move.

"Tang Tang, go to work."

Tang Tang rubbed his eyes and swallowed the crushed sugar in his mouth: "Hmm." ”

She touched the head of the girl with a ponytail, glanced at the artists in a funny way, touched a piece of candy and put it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "Get up, according to the request of the assistant of the room, I will talk about the script." ”

The groggy Fang Xie received the same groggy eye attack from everyone, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he rolled over and buried his head under his arm.

Sister Hui always helps him pull hatred.

"Get up, didn't you still look at my jokes yesterday?" She actually has the attitude of Qi Fang Xie, and she will not worry too much about the juniors, but she will always make them suffer a little.

A group of people were still spread out on the sofa, not moving, only Jiang Caiwei, who had just walked around, rubbed her eyes, leaned in the direction of Mo Zishu, and said softly: "Get up, Miss talk about the script." ”

This made Mo Zishu think of Xiao Nian and Ning Qianqian all of a sudden, and her heart softened a little, licked the sugar in her mouth, and repeated what she said to Tang Tang before: "A large group of goblins are fighting." ”

Jiang Caiwei's eyelids moved up and down slightly: "Hmm, then where." ”

"And then it's gone, it's up to you to play." Mo Zishu said as a matter of course, and the corners of Yin Hong's eyes were slightly pressed down a little more angry: "For example, if you show up in your original form or something, the special effects will depend on you." Oh, you can think of one of your own scripts, preferably the most profound ones. ”

Now in its original form.

It turned out that the artists who were still drowsy woke up in an instant, Cheng Yun Chengfeng stiffly nested his back to Mo Zishu and kept glancing at others, while Fang Xie sneered silently and closed his eyes as if he couldn't see.

"Miss." Jiang Caiwei pondered for a moment, shouted and didn't know how to speak, and finally looked at Fang Sijia with a ponytail for help.

Fang Sijia grabbed Mo Zishu's hand on the sofa, snorted, stared at Mo Zishu for a while and asked directly, "What do you think?" ”

"Top superstar." Mo Zishu also replied neatly: "The kind that penetrates into the inside of the monster." ”

She likes to talk to smart people who are flexible.

Tong Youfeng's eyes were clear, she poked Fang Sijia who was prismatic, and replied for her companion: "Okay." ”

Tong Youfeng knew that Xiao Huang's guy with a bad stomach would never throw a soft cutie into their pile, maybe they would really be tied to a watchdog.