Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

The director looked up at Zheng Jiaming tremblingly, then quickly lowered his head. His hands holding the script were trembling slightly, because he was frightened by Zheng Jiaming's eyes.

The man's eyes were too terrifying, and after all, the director had a guilty conscience.

Xiao Guan gently hugged Leng Qiuhong who was trembling, and snorted softly when he saw the director looking at a loss: "Director, if we Qiuhong were not smart, would you plan to make us look ugly today?"

Although Xiaoguan has a soft temper, she is really annoyed that she can be so tough.

The director gave Xiao Guan a vicious look, and Xiao Guan pretended not to see, turned his head and held Leng Qiuhong's hand worriedly and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay!"

Leng Qiuhong was trembling all over, but she held Xiaoguan's hand and shook her head at her, reassuring her that it's okay, seeing this scene deeply hurt Zheng Jiaming's eyes, and the anger in his heart rose a lot.

He turned around and saw the director staring at Xiaoguan, he said coldly, "I can't see that the director is still a bully."

The director was so humiliated, his face turned red from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, his hands clasped behind his back, but he still looked at Zheng Jiaming with a playful smile, "Mr. gone."

It's all characters who can't afford to be offended, and the cause still needs the support of these people who brought money into the group.

"Filming, it's easy to film. If you don't want to do it, just say I'll satisfy you." Zheng Jia's voice was so soft that it made people feel chills.

The director panicked when he heard this, and Zheng Jiaming's tone was more terrifying than getting angry. He rubbed his hands and bowed his head and smiled dryly at Zheng Jiaming: "Mr. Zheng, you can't be joking like that!"

Zheng Jiaming said to him word by word: "I never joke."

The director was speechless, and secretly glanced at Jing Shengxia who was standing beside him: "Miss Jing, I did this all because of you."

The director regretted that he didn't help Jing Shengxia toss in the crew if he knew it earlier, and now he has included himself in it.

Jing Shengxia turned her head to one side and coughed lowly, pretending not to know, but the director watched intently.

She scolded the director in a low voice: "Idiot." She had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Jia Ming, it's normal to show a little bit when filming, there's nothing to be angry about."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zheng Jiaming. After all, what happened just now was very unpleasant. If she made him angry again, she would definitely not be able to step down today.

"That's right, that's right..." The director echoed from the sidelines, but was frightened and shut up by Zheng Jiaming's cold eyes.

Zheng Jiaming calmly watched Jing Shengxia and the director's singing and acting together. He didn't care how Jing Shengxia dealt with other actors in the crew, but she absolutely shouldn't deal with Leng Qiuhong.

"Jia Ming, don't be angry, the director probably didn't do it on purpose." Jing Shengxia wanted to pull Zheng Jiaming's arm to make him save face for the director. After all, he was the director after all the crew watched.

Zheng Jiaming heard that Jing Shengxia was still protecting the director, and seeing the indescribable anger in her stretched out hand, today this was the second time she made an inch, he turned to one side and reminded her coldly: "Don't make an inch. "

Jing Shengxia was hurt by his indifferent eyes, her fingers stretched out in the air, stiff and did not know how to take them back, she pursed her lips and innocently looked at Zheng Jiaming who was angry at her: "Jiaming, why are you angry at me, do you blame me?" Help the director speak."

"I'm also telling the truth. These directors have a sense of proportion when filming a film. Ms. Leng may not be able to accept it for the first time. Moreover, I think Ms. Leng's performance and acting skills are good on the spot." Jing Shengxia said lightly. It is said, but every sentence is thorny.

Leng Qiuhong is very sensitive, and he understood the meaning after careful consideration. It seemed that he was praising her, but he was actually mocking her in a disguised form.

Zheng Jiaming has never heard anything in this circle, and he can see Jing Shengxia's careful thinking, he said in a deep voice: "Jing Shengxia, don't think that I don't know what you're thinking, who arranged this show? I know it all."

Jing Shengxia was caught off guard and was so frightened that his heart sank and he looked at Zheng Jiaming palely.

Zheng Jiaming lowered his head and approached Jing Shengxia's ear and whispered, "If you really sit firmly in Mrs. Zheng's position, you shouldn't stretch your hands too far."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Jiaming quickly moved away from her, Jing Shengxia's complexion became paler and paler at a visible speed, and her body was crumbling.

The ear biting between the two of them seemed sweet to outsiders, but only Jing Shengxia knew that the feeling of the cold air blowing against his ears was a coldness that penetrated deep into the marrow of his bones.

"Jiaming." Jing Shengxia shouted anxiously, Zheng Jiaming turned his head to see her frowning slightly, and his tone was mixed with impatience: "Why, you want me to say what I just said out loud."

Jing Shengxia opened her mouth in embarrassment. Zheng Jiaming has always hated this engagement. She knows that, and she knows that she must be measured, so she has always kept a close distance from him.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Zheng Jiaming walked up to Leng Qiuhong, Xiao Guan looked aside with a wink, and said, "I'll take you to change clothes."

After speaking, he walked towards the tent with his arms around Leng Qiuhong's shoulders, his posture of blatantly protecting Leng Qiuhong was particularly obvious.

Jing Shengxia looked at the backs of the two with fire in his eyes, and the hem of the skirt was pinched by her hand hanging by her side, which was almost wrinkled.

Xiao Guan held back his smile and glanced at the two people who were in a mess, and quickly chased Leng Qiuhong and Zheng Jiaming back to the tent. Today's scene really relieved his anger.

After entering the tent, Leng Qiuhong uncontrollably brushed away Zheng Jiaming's hand, kept a distance from him and said politely, "Thank you Mr. Zheng today."

Zheng Jiaming calmly withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, nodding slightly: "You're welcome."

Xiaoguan didn't pay attention to the situation here at all, she was concentrating on searching for Leng Qiuhong's clothes, she found a piece of clothing from the suitcase she carried and handed it to Leng Qiuhong: "Hurry up and change!"

Leng Qiuhong took the clothes, glanced at Zheng Jiaming who was standing there, and said softly, "I need to change first."

Zheng Jiaming nodded, and walked out of the tent. It would be too inappropriate for him to stay here any longer.

Xiaoguan watched Zheng Jiaming go out and began to help Leng Qiuhong take off the complicated ancient costumes. She seemed to ask Leng Qiuhong casually: "Is he really interested in you?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"This is judged based on my rich life experience."

"What experience do you have?" Leng Qiu asked her with a blank look.

"I have a lot of experience." Xiao Guan was unconvinced, and raised his voice.

"Okay, you, I can do it myself, you go out and pour Zheng Jiaming a glass of water to thank him." Leng Qiuhong didn't want to hear her say something inconsequential, so he sent her out.