Yan Han choked: "No."

He Jing said, "That's it, you laugh at you again."

Yan Han Xi hesitated, as if it was not impossible.

The director also seemed to open up a new idea in an instant, and beckoned to the screenwriter: "Come on, change the script."

Anyway, it's just a publicity, and it's not a movie, so there's no need to be so demanding about the bridge, as long as it can make people feel like they want to come to Yingao to go to school.

The screenwriter immediately stepped forward and discussed it with the director, and after a thunderous revision, the screenwriter gave the new script to the two.

The person who was supposed to lean on the tree to take a nap in the afternoon became He Jing, and the person who unveiled the book on his face in the past became Yan Hanxi, and the plot of Yan Hanxi's hand being held by Yan Hanxi after He Jing uncovered the book on Yan Hanxi's face also became Yan Hanxi's unveiling of the book on He Jing's face, bending down and pressing his face down, and the two came to look at each other affectionately, with a beautiful and romantic sunshine in the background.

"The lines remain the same, each in place."

HE Jing: ...... Is that okay?

Isn't this really a fragment of a bloody youth campus drama?

Receiving her questioning gaze, the screenwriter pushed the frame of his glasses and said calmly, "I am a professional in writing scripts."

He Jing: "Okay."

So, under the guidance of the director, He Jing sat on the ground with her back against the trunk in a more elegant posture.

Soon, new problems followed.

The skirt of the new version of the school uniform is too short.

This caused He Jing to sit down, a pair of long, white thighs glowing in a pile of green leaves, and in that emerald green color, the girl's excessively fair skin was eye-catching.

Who can still watch the plot......

Just look at the legs......

Oh no, just look at the pretty sister.

Even He Jing herself couldn't help frowning, and covered her legs with her hands, hoping that it would not be so conspicuous and not make her painting style erotic.

Before she could comment on the director, a coat landed on her lap with an unmistakable "whoosh" and covered her tightly.

"Find a stool for her to sit on, and then pit it off."

Yan Han, who took off his coat and wore only a white shirt, was still too handsome.

Crew: ...... Editing isn't everything, don't be so willful, okay!

Sitting on a stool and then P off, it will become He Jing sitting on the air, and everyone can see that something is wrong, not to mention that the shooting team is not so powerful except for the professional makeup artists and props team invited by Yingao, the director, screenwriter and editor are all students, and the technology is not so powerful.

Director: "Screenwriter—"

Screenwriter: "Here we are."

She worked so hard, she felt that this shooting would not be good.

Director: "He Jing, do you know how to climb trees?"

He Jing: "......"

What kind of crew did she enter.

Yan Hanxi couldn't help but laugh again.

He had rarely seen such a rich expression on He Jing's face.

It's so much fun.

He Jing glanced at him fiercely, and then said professionally and seriously, "I will."

Director: "I knew that He Jing was so powerful, she would definitely be able to do it. Well, we all avoided it for a while, and He Jing climbed up the tree, that is, on the trunk of the tree and sat down, remembering to tidy up the skirt of the school uniform."

He Jing let out an "um" and glanced back at the tree, which had forks and was not difficult to climb.

Yan Han sneered with a joke: "Three good students, come on!"

He Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Immediately afterwards, under the director's orders, all the personnel turned their backs to avoid seeing He Jing accidentally walking away while climbing the tree.

I thought it would take a long time, but I didn't expect to hear a calm female voice behind me in two minutes: "Okay."

Everyone looked back and saw He Jing sitting on a tree, holding a book in his hand, his beautiful hair gilded by the sun, so beautiful that he didn't look like a real person.