Nan Yu pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Zheng Jian expressed his understanding: "Okay, then I'll shoot your scene tomorrow." ”

Nan Yu was flattered: "Thank you Director Zheng." ”

"Let's go take a make-up photo first."

Seeing Nan Yu standing in front of the curtain, Zheng Jian firmly believed in the idea in his heart.

Nan Yu is Nie Hongsleeve.

Shen Xinglan also tried on makeup at this time.

Because it's the male lead, there are a total of three sets of makeup photos.

One is a down-and-out disease, delicate and weak proton.

One is a heroic young general.

The last set is the Son of Heaven of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

I have to admit that Shen Xinglan can be popular for a reason.

No matter what the look, his face can fit perfectly.

Because Nan Yu and the male protagonist have a rival scene.

So two people take a picture of two people interacting.

Nan Yu was dressed in red, slightly revealing her shoulders, her delicate hair was slightly exposed and a strand was on her shoulders, and her face was stained with blood, and I felt pity.

Shen Xinglan was dressed in silver armor, his long hair was tied into a ponytail, and he held a silver dragon spear, with a sassy temperament.

The first makeup photo was set for Nie Hongsleeve to resist desperately.

Nan Yu took the dagger sent by Zheng Jian, and saw Shen Xinglan slowly approaching her, her dagger pressed tightly against his chest.

One is not afraid of life and death, and the other is desperate and helpless, afraid of trembling.

Click-

"Perfect!"

At the moment when the cameraman fell, Nan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect the dagger in her hand to move.

I saw Shen Xinglan take another step closer to the dagger.

She retracted her hand in fright and looked at him suspiciously.

Is this person crazy?

Fortunately, this dagger is a prop, and if it weren't for a prop, it would have been inserted into his body a long time ago.

Looking at Nan Yan's eyes, Shen Xinglan showed a satisfied smile.

"Sick." Nan Yu was speechless.

"Yes, come on, change your position, let's take a second shot." Zheng Jian nodded in satisfaction.

The second shot shows Nie Hongsleeve standing on the city wall, held hostage by the male protagonist.

Shen Xinglan stood behind him, stretched out his hand from behind, and put it on Nan Yan's neck.

When the cold hand touched Nan Yan, it made her feel a chill behind her back.

"I just wanted to apologize with death, why didn't you give me a chance?"

Shen Xinglan's delicate face was close to Nan Yan's ear, and a deep voice came.

Nan Yu doesn't want to deal with crazy people, she just wants to finish filming quickly.

"Nanyu, your expression is wrong, you have to be a little determined in fear." Zheng Jian was guiding beside him.

Nan Yu calmed down, recalled the plot, and brought herself into Nie Hong's sleeves.

It was as if she was already standing on the city walls.

"Yes, yes, fast shots, this expression is right!" Zheng Jian was pleasantly surprised.

I didn't expect Nan Yu to be able to understand it at all.

The two photos were finally taken, and Nan Yu directly broke free of Shen Xinglan's hand: "Let go of me." ”

"As an apology, how about I invite you to dinner tonight?" Shen Xinglan got a few points closer.

Nan Yu was displeased, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "No, I have an appointment." ”

"It's a shame." Shen Xinglan raised his hand and wiped the plasma at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person had a kind of sickly beauty.

Nan Yu had to admit that Director Zheng's vision was really poisonous.

Shen Xinglan is really suitable for the role of Shi Chen.

Both are insane.

After taking the photo, Nan Yan's work today is completed, and she can change back into her clothes and leave.

"Don't be late tomorrow." Zheng Jian instructed.

Nan Yu smiled lightly: "No." ”

She also has Brother Xie's humanoid alarm clock, how could she be late?

Sitting in the car, Nan Yu still expressed her puzzlement about Shen Xinglan's behavior.

"Do you think Shen Xinglan is unqualified and sick?" She looked at Brother Xie.

In such a comparison, there is a reason why she fell in love with Ying Xun when she was young.

Young, beautiful, cultured, civilized and polite.

"He did get sick." Brother Xie nodded.

Nan Yu was like finding a fellow party, and she suddenly became energetic: "I'll just say it, he doesn't seem to have a normal brain." ”

"He has bipolar disorder." Brother Xie looked at the back tone on the tablet and said unhurriedly.

Nan Yu: ...

Is it really sick?

She also thought that Brother Xie was scolding like her.

Tsk, it seems that I will have to stay away from him in the future.

Especially in the case of a dangerous prop like the one just now.

He's going to get sick, and he'll just get rid of him, what if he hurts her?

She hadn't survived enough, she couldn't die.

In the evening, Ying Xiangzhi asked the chef to make a large table of dishes, and waited for her to come back to eat.

"Auntie, did the makeup try go well today?" Ying Xiangzhi sandwiched a chicken leg for her.

Nan Yu nodded: "It's going well, thank you mom for helping me find this opportunity." ”

"Good boy, you still have a long way to go." Ying Xiangzhi raised his hand and rubbed her head.

This time, she must see with her own eyes that Ah Yu ascended to the highest position.

Instead of breaking the rose halfway with your own hands.

After eating and drinking, Nan Yu entered the room, and was just about to remove her makeup when she heard a sound outside the window.

When she opened the window, she saw Ying Qiaojing waving at her downstairs.

She just rolled over and jumped, just like last time.

Ying Qiaojing watched it again, and still felt shocked.

is worthy of her future sister-in-law, she is really tough.

"Sneaking in again?" Nan Yu was no longer surprised, looking at Ying Qiaojing's baby face, she felt a little funny.

Ying Qiaojing nodded obediently.

"Say, whatever you want to take this time, I'll help you get it." Nan Yu is very enthusiastic.

After all, it was she who lived here that caused others to have a home and not be able to go back.

Ying Qiaojing shook his head, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing his standard eight teeth: "Sister, I'm here to find you." ”

Nan Yu twisted her eyebrows.

Sister?

In terms of age, Ying Xiangzhi's son is twenty-six this year, one year older than her.

Is it appropriate to call my sister?

Even if this kid has a baby face, he can't just open his mouth and call his sister, right?

"Looking for me? What's the matter? ”

I saw Ying Qiaojing take out a ticket from his arms, hand it over with both hands, and ask nervously, "Can my sister come to see my game?" ”

"Race?" Nan Yu didn't take it.

She knew that in two days it would be the championship of the game "Athletic League".

"This ticket is sent by the league, teammates will invite family members, can I invite you?" Ying Qiaojing's baby face was full of sincerity.

Why is the future sister-in-law not considered a family member?

Nan Yu felt a trace of unbearability in her heart, and looked at Ying Qiaojing's eyes with a trace of pity.

Although he is the prince of the Ying family, he has to be incognito to do what he likes, and he didn't dare to invite his mother when he was at his highest.

It's so pitiful, Ying Qiaojing.

"Okay, I'll go." She reached out and took the ticket.

"Okay, sister, remember to sit in your seat, I'll leave first when the tickets are delivered!" Ying Qiaojing smiled like a successful child.

Nan Yu smiled helplessly.

This kid sneaked in in the middle of the night just to give her a ticket.

"You wait." She stopped him.