On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the northern year, the sacrificial stove.

"Director, are you on holiday today?"

Early in the morning, Shen Qingge chased after Cheng Ye and asked.

Cheng Ye replied very coldly: "Don't let go." ”

Shen Qingge asked again, "Then when is the holiday?" It's twenty-three today, and it's about to be the New Year. ”

"It's still early."

Cheng Ye really didn't understand how Shen Qingge could be so obsessed with the holiday, "I advise you to film with peace of mind, as long as the scheduled scenes can't be filmed, it is impossible for us to have a holiday." ”

"Oh."

Shen Qingge stretched out his hand and flipped through the thick script in his hand, and found that there were still dozens of scenes that had not been filmed.

She estimated in her heart that it would take five days to finish filming, so if she calculated, the holiday should be twenty-eight.

Shen Qingge twisted his eyebrows, is it too late for this holiday?

When she went to see Chu Huai a few days ago, Chu Huai finally gave her a clear word, twenty-three will come out of it today.

If the crew is on holiday on the twenty-eighth, then she will have to be five days late to see Chu Huai......

Shen Qingge's brows furrowed even tighter, and he turned around to discuss with Cheng Ye: "Director, can you take a holiday early?" ”

Cheng Ye refused very thoroughly, "Impossible." ”

Shen Qingge didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Then I have those seven days of annual leave more than others, can I move it to the end of the year?" ”

Cheng Ye glanced back at her, and his thin lips slightly opened and spit out a few words, "Shen Qingge, are you dreaming?" ”

The schedule is so tight, everyone is working overtime to shoot, and she, as the most important female character in the play, is now proposing to strike first.

It's not a dream, what is it?

Shen Qingge understood what Cheng Ye was thinking, and knew that Cheng Ye would never allow her to leave such a person and run first, but she couldn't help but want to fight for it.

After all, today is the day when Chu Huai is going home, and she wants to pick him up.

But now this situation ......

Shen Qingge took a deep breath, restrained all her emotions, she looked up at Cheng Ye and asked, "Director, can you start filming now?" ”

"Hmm."

Cheng Ye thought that she wanted to open it, and was no longer entangled in the matter of the holiday, and was very happy, "If you are ready, you can shoot now." ”

Shen Qingge said: "I'm ready." ”

"Okay, let's get started."

"Okay."

Cheng Ye picked up the small speaker in his hand, "Attention to all departments, the first time in the twenty-first mirror of the eighty-first episode of "Under Heaven", prepare-"

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly moved and prepared for the next shooting according to Cheng Ye's instructions.

Shen Qingge also lifted her skirt, and Tingting walked to the center of the arena and stood opposite Han Heng.

Three minutes later.

Cheng Ye was angry and shouted loudly: "Let's start!" ”

Shen Qingge smiled, acted like a lively girl, and said to Han Heng: "Ah Jue, look-"

Han Heng took advantage of the situation and saw that Su Bai's fingers pinched a red flower, and the two contrasted with each other, which was very good-looking.

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help asking, "What is this?" ”

Shen Qingge's chin was slightly raised, and a little pride appeared in his eyes, "This is a unique flower on the mountain, called ......"

Watching the performance of the two, Cheng Ye outside the venue nodded slightly.

Yes, both of them can play, it seems that this time it can be passed again, he hopes that today will be so smooth, and it is better to end work early.

After all, it's getting colder and colder, and filming at night in winter is really going to freeze to death, and he doesn't want to drag it out until the evening.

Cheng Ye sighed, and the water vapor came into contact with the cold air, and it instantly condensed into a white mist.