Chapter 1: Strange Stories
After the frost fell, the Pearl River at six o'clock was still shrouded in darkness.
Tang Zhanya rushed to the set: "Director Wang, I'm here." "His voice was hoarse and shriveled.
Wang Qing trembled pretentiously: "Ya, it's better that you don't speak, but it's a pity that a good voice is ruined like this." β
Tang Zhanya was struck by lightning.
Wang Qing stroked her thin waist and said, "Where is your ace agent?" β
She staggered her body quietly: "Sister Wei, she will come later." β
Wang Qing walked towards her short skirt like a loach in his hand, salivating and salivaing: "Yaya, the people who watch the show are waiting for you." β
She shuddered and moved away.
"I don't go to makeup, I'm paralyzed, and I'm still shooting when it's dawn." Wang Qing suddenly got up and scolded.
In the dressing room, Tang Zhanya frowned as she tugged at her clothes.
Youth idol drama, the makeup is also in line, but no matter how you look at this dress, it looks like a dancing girl leaning on the door and laughing.
She said softly: "Director Wang, let's play this scene?" β
Wang Qing squinted: "Temporary addition, the part where the female partner was almost strong when she was young." β
"When will it be cleared?"
He was angry: "It's changed, but tear off some clothes, can you act?" Don't act out of the way. β
"I'm sorry."
Under the light, the concave and convex exquisiteness is matched with the astringent and delicate face, like a lily in the first bloom.
"Group performance." Director Wang roared.
"Here we are." Only then did the people in the circle pull their eyes back, and a man covered in alcohol stood out.
"Lights, photography in place, begin."
"Ah, help." Tang Zhanya just turned around, her bare feet tightened suddenly, her body had been dragged from the concrete ground and galloped, her head hit the steps, the dazzling light shone on her face, and she almost fainted after being hit.
'Zlala. With the sound of the clothes tearing, the sticky hand was already down the waist and pulled it away.
"Don't, stop." Accompanied by the man's rough abuse, Tang Zhanya struggled and screamed.
"Bang-" The man who was overwhelmed by his desire only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his body flew to the side.
Mu Yiwei quickly took off his coat and wrapped her, and said angrily: "Director Wang, what's going on?" β
"Sister Wei is here! I forgot to inform you, temporarily added a play. β
"Then wait for the notification to arrive." Mu Yiwei got up.
Wang Qing stretched his arms and said, "Mu Yiwei, really think of yourself as a dish, pull it down, and start shooting." β
The bodyguard stepped forward to press her, Tang Zhanya had been dragged to the ground, and the man Yin smiled and bullied up.
"Wang Qing, you bastard, stop."
He sat leaning back, staring at the middle of the room as if he were watching a play.
Tang Zhanya seemed to be frightened, but she was trembling and at the mercy of others.
"Junya, Junya." Mu Yiwei called her hard.
"Ouch, what a scene of ugly and beautiful houses, no dirty eyes." Tang Mincan's white clothes were loud, and the rows of black-suited bodyguards behind him were like black-and-white Luosha from hell.
"Ghost, ghost......" Tang Zhanya banged her head against the wall like crazy, and her hands couldn't stop scratching.
"Tang Zhanya, you can see clearly, that's your sister, not a ghost." Mu Yiwei broke free and shouted loudly, preventing her from harming herself.
After her throat was destroyed by Tang Mincan, people became a little depressed.
Once in the early morning shooting, Tang Mincan's white clothes and bodyguards in black clothes descended like black and white impermanence, causing her to go crazy, Tang Mincan became more and more happy.
Wang Qing wagged his tail and stepped forward: "Sister Can, you're here." β
Tang Mincan: "Director Wang, am I late?" β
"No, temporary drama."
"Then go ahead!"
"Go on, start shooting."
The bodyguard tore away Mu Yiwei and dragged Tang Zhanya away.
"Stop, Tang Mincan."
She raised her hand: "Sister Wei, are you calling me?" β
The bodyguard retreated, and Mu Yiwei said helplessly: "Min Can, what do you want?" β
"I want you to be my agent."
Mu Yi sighed slightly: "Aren't you afraid of dying in my hands?" β
"I have today all thanks to Sister Wei, if this is the case, it will be considered a well-deserved death."
Wang Qing: "Are you still shooting?" β
"Don't shoot."
Tang Mincan twisted his face: "Sister Wei said she wouldn't shoot, then go back!" β
Wang Qing blasted at the crowd: "Don't shoot, it's over." β
The sky is already bright, and there are many people outside the studio.
"Cancan, love you-"
"Queen, this way."
Tang Mincan never hid his itinerary, and after posing, he got into the car and rubbed his face: "My face is stiff with a smile." β
The driver started the car: "My sister is beautiful even if she has a stiff face." β
Not far away, Tang Zhanya suddenly pushed Mu Yiwei away and crashed into the nanny car.
The car stopped suddenly, and there was an instant silence all around, looking at the field in a daze.
Tang Mincan's face turned white: "Who did you bump into?" Sister Wei is still ......"
"I don't know ......"
She pushed the door and got out of the car, and said urgently: "Micro-"
Tang Zhanya on the ground suddenly threw off her coat and pulled her neck half-naked, and kissed her lips stiffly.
The sound of gasping cold air suddenly rose all around, and Tang Mincan stared at the face that was close at hand, struggling desperately.
Tang Zhanya imprisoned her firmly, her cherry lips had already swam down her cheeks to her ears, and she whispered: "Sister, this scene that my sister gave you is full of color, but I am still satisfied." β
Her angle is well controlled, her soft shoulders are half exposed, and the bird is nestled in Tang Mincan's arms like a human, which is reverie.
"Oh my God, this isβ" exclaimed and flashed in quick succession.
Tang Mincan shook her off and raised his hand.
"Smack!"
Tang Zhanya fell to the ground, her raised face just appeared under the fan camera, sad and timid: "Sister, you said that I am your favorite person, no matter what prevents us from being together." β
"No, it's not like that......" Tang Mincan said weakly.
Tang Zhanya, who was partial, actually climbed up, her cheek pressed against the instep of her foot, and her face was full of lovelessness.
Whispering and flashing lights, she had to hurry into the car.
The nanny car bypassed Tang Zhanya, Mu Yiwei pressed his forehead, and closed his eyes in despair.