Xia Shifan hurriedly called Shen Zhiwei.

The young man paused, did not intend to care, just went in and was about to close the door, and grabbed the door frame with both hands.

Shen Zhiwei looked at Xia Shifan indifferently.

This girl is a year younger than him, and she was very hostile and wary of herself when they first met, and it was certainly not a good thing to take the initiative to call him.

Xia Shifan stared at the good-looking and overly young man in front of him, and there was no wave in his heart.

Well, in contrast, she still wants to stick to her cousin!

"Did you follow your cousin to the filming place this morning? You must have taken a picture and shared it with me. ”

Xia Shifan thought he showed a kind smile.

But in Shen Zhiwei's eyes, it was difficult to see the extreme, and it was even full of malice.

Shen Zhiwei: "...... No. ”

"You're a liar! According to my uncle's temperament, he didn't come, so he would definitely ask you to help take the photo...... Shen Zhiwei, you can't be so selfish, your cousin is everyone's. ”

As for why she didn't let her shoot, it was naturally Wen Zhen who knew that it was a bad habit of sleeping lazy in the summer.

The two confronted each other face to face, and suddenly, Shen Zhiwei hooked his lips, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, "You really want it?" ”

"I must really want it, otherwise what am I looking for you for?"

Xia Shifan pouted with disgust on his face.

"Okay."

The two added WeChat to each other, Shen Zhiwei closed the door, and at the same time sent the photo of him and Wen Tinglan to Xia Shifan.

I counted down to three in my heart.

Three seconds later.

Outside the door, there was a sound that almost roared in the summer.

"Shen, Zhi, eaves!"

She was wrong! Miss by a mile! Just now, she had changed her opinion of Shen Zhixiao, thinking that Jiang Sui had not harmed Shen Zhixiao, but the reality gave her a blow to the head.

After all, it was still naïve.

Shen Zhiwei actually secretly took a photo with her cousin behind her back!

Unforgivable!

*

Wen Tinglan sat on the lazy sofa and did not rest.

She turned on her phone and clicked on several unread messages on WeChat.

At the top are three messages from people who note that they are fathers, and Wen Zhen's WeChat avatar is a photo of Wen Tinglan and him when he was a child.

At that time, Wen Zhen was still a young man in his twenties, with handsome eyebrows, a doting smile on his face, and Wen Tinglan, who was only three years old, was in his arms.

The child's fair cheeks are cute baby fat, his eyes are watery, his eyes are crooked into crescents with a smile, his black soft hair is tied with two dinging cats, and he is in a pink princess tutu.

[Dad]: Wen Wen, are you still used to staying in the ancient city? If you don't get used to it, we'll go home and stop shooting.

[Dad]: I have seen all the photos taken by the eaves, and she deserves to be my baby daughter! What gift does Wen Wen want? Daddy bought it for you.

[Dad]: Oh yes, Dad is afraid that you won't have enough money, so he transferred 100,000 yuan to your card, and you can buy whatever you want to eat, but it's not enough for Dad to give it again.

Wen Zhen is a very responsible father.

It is a full daughter control.

Since she was a child, Wen Tinglan has been pampered, as long as she wants something, he will do everything he can to get it for her, if he is called second in the rich daughter, no one will dare to call her first.

Wen Tinglan replied by typing "pop pop", and retreated to the main interface after sending the message.

A dialog box with the note "Lin Zhaoqiu" was sunk to the bottom.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Tinglan clicked in.

[Lin Zhaoqiu]; Wen Wen, did you go to the ancient city to shoot? Is everything going well? Sorry for not messing with you for so long.

Fifteen minutes later, another one was sent.

[Lin Zhaoqiu]: Wen Wen, you ...... Are you mad at me?

Wen Tinglan carefully recalled the description of Lin Zhaoqiu in the original book, not much pen and ink, only said that she was Wen Tinglan's best friend, but the ending was not good.

When she was twenty-five years old, her father died in a car accident, her mother had terminal stomach cancer, and her only sister committed suicide by jumping off a building because she couldn't stand the stimulation.

Later, Lin Zhaoqiu was never heard from.

Wen Tinglan wasn't angry, but she wasn't used to having friends around.

That time because of Zhao Yin, the atmosphere of the three of them became awkward, Wen Tinglan and Zhao Yin must have broken up, so Lin Zhaoqiu, who was caught in the middle, was in a dilemma.

Both sides are her friends, and if she wants to give up one or the other, she is not willing to give it up.

Wen Tinglan replied with two words, and then quit WeChat, ready to take a nap, and shoot with 100% energy in the evening.

*

Evening.

The sun was setting in the west, and the clouds on the horizon were dyed red.

Wen Tinglan changed her makeup again, the rouge crimson on the end of her eyes, and her beautiful Ruifeng eyes were full of gentle looks, which could make people indulge in it at a glance.

"Miss Wen, you can take a little slower steps when you run, and you will turn back after hearing my instructions......"

The director pulled Wen Tinglan and said the small details of the shooting later.

Wen Tinglan listened very carefully.

The director's love for her has risen to another level.

officially started shooting, and in order to ask for the quality of this shot in the afternoon, the director sent someone to find people who were close to the ancient city.

Fifty per person, the price is not high, but the locals are still happy to come and make up the numbers.

After all, this promotional video is also for them, as long as there are more people, do they still need to go to other places to work?

Everything was ready, and Wen Tinglan trotted forward as instructed.

With her movements, the flowing skirt danced in the wind, and the three thousand green silk fixed with only a wooden hairpin was a little loose, and the director's voice came from her ears, Wen Tinglan turned her head, with a bright smile on her face and crooked eyes.

The whole person was gentle, and the wooden hairpin seemed to be infected, falling suddenly, and all the hair without support points was scattered.

The whole picture is as if it has been carefully rendered.

After a long time, the director was so excited that the word "card" made everyone come back to their senses.

Xia Shifan carefully saved the video she had just recorded, and then sent it to her little sisters.

[Fanfan must work hard to become stronger: sisters, come and see the appearance of the gods! ] Don't be jealous of me, this is my cousin! [Video]]

My cousin is simply a fairy!

Xia Shifan's eyes were full of shining stars when he looked at Wen Tinglan, and later Shen Zhiwei swallowed all the complicated emotions.

The moment Wen Tinglan looked back and smiled, the young man clearly sensed that his heart was skipping a beat.

The feeling of strangeness makes people feel inexplicably bored.

Everyone had a meal together in the evening, and this time Shen Zhiwei was not absent.

Wen Tinglan sat in the middle of Xia Shifan and Shen Zhixiao, opposite the director with a red face.

"Miss Wen, this promotional video is really thanks to you, and I will pay you back to your card...... Miss Wen is going to spend a few days in the ancient city?"

"Next time I have the chance, I still have something to do at home."