Director Zhang found Yang Yun's agent and explained the situation, Sister Song also knew how many catties and taels Yang Yun had, and after thinking about it for a few minutes, she agreed.

When Sister Song went over to tell her about it, Yang Yun looked incredulous.

"What? You mean I'll go back now? ”

The self-blame that had just troubled Lu Yi because of himself all retreated, and he looked at his agent a little sharply.

Sister Song pinched her eyebrows

"Little ancestor, your current state will only drag down the crew, I heard Director Zhang mean that you go back to rest for a few days first, and then shoot the plot on campus in a few days"

"I don't want it!"

Yang Yun turned her head angrily

"I finally got to film with Brother Lu, so I don't want to rest"

The corners of Sister Song's mouth twitched

"Do you just want to trouble him again?"

Yang Yun's eyes weakened suddenly

"I..."

There was a bit of flickering

"I really badly played today?"

Sister Song nodded without hesitation.

Yang Yun's whole person seemed to be stunned.

"Okay, you just go back and read the script again, take a break, and wait for the crew to discuss the time with the school."

With that, he asked the assistant to pack up his things. At this time, other clips were already being filmed in the venue. Watching Lu Yi play against others, Yang Yun was a little envious.

He asked without looking back

"Who's that girl?"

Sister Song looked at it

"Tang Tang is also a newcomer, but... Good acting"

Yang Yun snorted lightly

didn't look any further, and still left proudly like a princess.

Wen Qing looked at the situation in the field, it was much better than before, and the progress was much faster. Especially Tang Tang's performance, she was very surprised. There are some places where she can act to the extent she wants with just a few words. Even Director Zhang kept nodding.

After finishing a scene, Wen Qing put down the script that had just been slightly revised in his hand, got up and walked to the bathroom. Looking at himself who was a little pale in the mirror, Wen Qing pressed his stomach.

She had menstrual cramps, especially in the first two days. Today is only the first day, and autumn in Cloud City is cold. She put several warm babies on her clothes, but her stomach still hurts.

Take the lipstick out of the bag to hide the pale lip color.

Returning to his seat, he opened the thermos cup that was placed aside and took a small sip, and the uncomfortable feeling was soothed.

As soon as he put down the cup, Tang Tang came over.

She is wearing a police uniform, handsome and capable.

It's just that now he lacks the temperament he had when he was acting just now, but he is a little shy and sits down next to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a smile

"It was a good performance"

Tang Tang's eyes lit up

"Really?"

Wen Qing nodded

"Very handsome"

Tang Tang obviously didn't expect that he would be praised by Wen Qing. Wen Qing obviously didn't expect this little girl to care so much about her opinions, she thought she had just read the script she had written.

"Can I call you Sister Wen Qing?"

Tang Tang was a little cautious in his eyes.

Wen Qing nodded

"Absolutely"

Tang Tang grabbed Wen Qing's hand excitedly

"Sister Wenqing, I really like you very much, I like it very much"

I like it, and when I see her script, I can't help but study it at home, ponder it, and even perform it without physical objects.

Tang Tang's excitement accidentally knocked down Wen Qing's thermos cup, which was not covered properly, and was about to fall on the script when he looked at it, Wen Qing didn't think about it, he used his hand to stabilize the cup, and took the script with one hand.

As a screenwriter, the script is her life.

It's just that no matter how fast the action is, some water still pours out and falls on the back of Wen Qing's hand.

Wen Qing just hissed lightly and took a good look at the script to make sure it wasn't broken.

However, Tang Tang reacted a little bit and grabbed Wen Qing's hand

"Sister Wen Qing, how are you? Is there anything wrong with the hand? ”

The voice is a little loud, attracting the attention of many people.

Lu Yi also looked over, and his eyes fell on Wen Qing's hands that had been burned red.