President Gao Leng's little wife

Seeing this posture as if facing a formidable enemy, Xia Yuluo raised her heart all of a sudden.

She was uneasy, and the hand holding the script was slightly sweating.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a free space next to the director's studio.

Xia Yuluo took a breath, trying to calm down the flustered emotions, and began to read the script.

But the more she looked at her, the bigger she became.

There is English in this script, but most of them are foreign languages ​​in cursive script, which she can't understand.

Angrily, she threw the script to the ground and rubbed her sore temples.

Han Tianyi shook his head and picked up the script.

He saw Xia Yuluo's nervousness and patted her head.

"Don't be nervous, as long as you are yourself, you will already amaze the audience."

"really?"

Xia Yuluo's eyes were filled with suspicion.

"of course it's true."

"My woman is the best, otherwise how could the big director fall in love with her after only one dance?"

Although it is a nasty love story.

But from Han Tianyi's unsmiling mouth, there is a convincing charm.

Xia Yuluo cheered up again.

Han Tianyi took a pen from the table next to him and carefully explained it to her.

The script finally figured out, a very old love story.

The two of them only played a few scenes in it, and Xia Yuluo went through the lines according to the script.

Han Tianyi has a photographic memory, and after just a few glances, the content of the script has been firmly remembered.

Xia Yuluo's memory has never been very good, so she often forgets her lines.

Han Tianyi patiently accompanied her, correcting her mistakes.

During the busy work, he didn't notice someone walking by.

So many foreigners with yellow hair and blue eyes inserted a black hair and black eyes.

Coupled with Han Tianyi's cold, repulsive temperament, it is still very attractive.

"God—"

The two heard an exclamation and looked up at the same time, only to find another person standing beside them.

Tall aquiline nose, big blue eyes, slightly thick lips.

Her long, wavy hair hung loose behind her, and her black professional attire outlined her perfect figure.

She was looking at Han Tianyi excitedly, dancing with her hands and feet.

"Your eyes, oh God, how can they be so deep, your facial features are simply made in heaven!"

She reached out her hand to Han Tianyi.

"Hi, I'm the director here—Charlie, nice to meet you."

She couldn't bear to leave Han Tianyi with lingering eyes.

Xia Yuluo felt very uncomfortable, as if her things had been snatched away.

Han Tianyi glanced at her, but didn't speak.

He turned around and faced Xia Yuluo with a doting tone.

"You still missed a few words, shall we do it again?"

Xia Yuluo nodded.

The female director may have had a bad nose for the first time in her life, but she was not angry either.

She saw Han Tianyi's patience with the woman beside him, and looked at the ordinary woman beside him.

The female choreographer took a step back, put her hands behind her back, and watched the two line dialogues.

Xia Yuluo was already extremely nervous, but now that there were outsiders present, she was even more nervous.

The lines that I had memorized before are now memorizing.

The editor really couldn't stand it anymore.

She cursed something in a low voice, and rushed towards Xia Yuluo angrily.

"Are you a professional actor? How did you get in?"

"Are you trying to be famous for this show? Can you dance?"

She asked a series of aggressive questions.

She felt that her script would be tarnished by Xia Yuluo, an amateur woman!