Seeing that Qi Mo was slightly distracted, Zhao Zhao reminded loudly, "Uncle, are we going to start playing?"

"Well, play. Qi Mo looked at her, "Do you need to read the script again?" ”

Zhao Zhao nodded.

To see.

Although she memorized it all when she went back yesterday, she still had to take a look at it just in case.

"Do you know how to read?"

"Recognize. ”

"Well, I heard you're in the fourth grade. Qi Mo was patient, thinking that if the child didn't cry or make trouble, he could communicate with her normally.

"Uncle, let's play~" Zhao Zhao Xiaoyin pointed to the script.

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes.

For the first time, he took the initiative to patiently try to communicate with such a well-behaved child, but he didn't expect that the other party had no intention of communicating with her.

It's better that way.

By the way, the play, and then began to cut the close-up, expression or something.

Qi Mo found that this little guy had a very good expression.

No wonder Director Zhang had to sign her, she was really talented, and many adults probably didn't have such acting talent as her.

After the filming of this scene, there is no longer a scene that needs to be filmed by her.

In the second half of the night, the little guy was already sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, and was carried by Luo Rong to the homestay.

Tang Chenyu's child is still full of energy, holding the "sword" given to him by the props team in his hand and not letting anyone touch it.

Although it is a fake sword, the props group is very realistic, and I heard that it is very expensive, so Xiaoyu's children still cherish it very much.

And he also got the remuneration for his cameo, two hundred yuan.

Although it can't be compared with Zhaozhao's thousands of yuan, he is not as tired as Zhaozhao, he just needs to run and lie on the ground as a "dead corpse".

Zhao Zhao is indeed tired, and he has to run and make up the shooting.

And her sleep has always been very regular, and she has to fall asleep before ten o'clock every night, so the first time she took such a high-intensity shooting until three o'clock in the morning, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

The consciousness was blurry, and all that was left was the groggy memory lying on my aunt's shoulder.

In a blur, my aunt seemed to have handed her over to someone, the breath was very familiar, the fragrance was faint, and she felt very relieved, her eyelids trembled, and she wanted to open her eyes, but she was so sleepy.

The big bed was soft like a cloud, and then there was a hot and humid towel that kept wiping her face, so annoying, she reached out and grabbed the other party's fingers, and fell asleep very satisfied.

After sleeping until noon, Zhao Zhao sat up dizzily, a little unable to tell what day it was.

I rubbed my eyes and looked around, and then I remembered that this was a homestay near the crew.

She turned over, lying on the bed with big characters, her little feet moving, still enjoying the lazy holiday time.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhaozhao only moved the small milk bag, "Come in~"

It should be Xiao Yu's nanny, or her aunt is looking for her for breakfast.

Yesterday I consumed too much, and I was a little hungry when I just woke up.

There was no movement at the door, Zhao Zhao stopped shaking her little feet, raised her upper body and glanced at it, so frightened that her small waist almost flashed.

"Mu, Xiao Mu Xiao Mu, am I dazzled?"

"I slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, a full eleven hours, and I shouldn't be dizzy. Mu Shiyan walked over.

Zhaozhao: "......"

Well, so bad, then it wasn't her hallucination.

"Xiao Mu Xiao Mu, I was just scared, why did you appear here?".

Zhao Zhao saw that he didn't squint, walked to the window, pinched the little yellow duck socks on the hanger, took off the socks and walked over.