Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Lin Weiwei's smile froze, he touched the seat belt, and said with a sneer, "Xiaofei is so scared, she even had a nightmare last night."

"But Xia Xiaoyou insisted on coming. Unfortunately, something happened in the store, so I couldn't make it." She explained, thinking about how to get the money back from the director.

Ji Mingyou hummed softly, drove her to the old building, and walked up slowly.

"Wait, shall we just enter like this?" Lin Weiwei pulled him back, looking vigilantly at the building facing the sun, with a cold feeling, "The director already knows me, I'm afraid I hate it so much Kind of."

She will be besieged as soon as she leads people in, can she still rush in?
The corner of Ji Mingyou's mouth curled up, and he stuffed the bag in his hand to her, with a flash of light in his eyes, he said with a smile: "Of course not, so you have to pretend."

Lin Weiwei opened the black bag, picked up the wig and glasses frame in surprise, and asked curiously, "Where did you get these?"

"It's so complete. I made a big fuss yesterday, and I walked in swaggeringly today. No one would have thought of it." She was thinking about putting on a long wig and arranging it against the glass.

The long, smooth hair hangs down at the waist, and the big black glasses frame set off the slapped face, fresh and artistic, like the good boy in his mouth.

Ji Mingyou sized her up carefully, hooked her thin lips, straightened her hair, and praised: "Sure enough, people rely on clothes, even you, a monkey in the mountains, can pretend to be educated."

I'm used to Lin Weiwei's liveliness and brightness, but now that he's quiet, he can't recognize him anymore.

"Nonsense, I've always been like this, but you didn't notice." Lin Weiwei punched him, brushed his long hair, and snorted.

Ji Mingyou snorted, pushed her little hand away, rubbed her forehead, was a little worried about her, and said softly: "Don't act foolishly, you have to be calm and introverted, or the director will be suspicious."

Lin Weiwei immediately entered the state, lowered his head shyly at a glance, turned around shyly, and asked, "Is this so?"

"Farewell, I shouldn't be too demanding of you." Ji Mingyou frowned, stared at it with indescribable words, and walked forward helplessly, "Just be quiet and talk less, so we can collect evidence."

"Oh, what do you want from me?"

As soon as I entered the thirteenth floor, I saw two men staring fiercely at me as soon as I came out, and asked: "This floor is our company's territory, if there is nothing wrong, please leave as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Lin Weiwei hid behind timidly, blinking his eyes, not expecting someone to be guarding here.

Ji Mingyou was calm and calm, glanced back, and said softly: "I came to Star Factory. I heard that it can turn amateurs into stars. I just want to consult."

With that said, he took the black bag in Lin Weiwei's hand, took out a promotional poster and handed it over.

Seeing Ji Mingyou's handsome appearance, the man nodded and turned his body to let go.

"Thank you."

Lin Weiwei followed behind and walked towards the gate of Star Factory, bouncing up and down with excitement, and said happily: "There is no doubt about this, it's great."

It seems that her disguise is one-on-one, and she will come back just after the trouble, Lin Weiwei secretly admires herself.

"The people behind are looking at you." Ji Mingyou stretched out his slender fingers and put them to his mouth and hissed.

Lin Weiwei restrained herself and walked into the star factory. She heard a soft and coquettish voice, her body trembled, and goose bumps arose.

In the wooden house that was kicked down, a man and a woman were having an affair. The staff on the set moved their cameras and looked straight at them.

Ji Mingyou frowned, stretched out his hand to cover Lin Weiwei's eyes, and waited beside him: "Don't be too fussy, just agree with me on the side, and I'll make a routine."

"Don't worry, I've entered the role." Lin Weiwei moved his hand away, looked straight at it, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. The scene was too intense.

Fortunately, she rescued Lin Xiaofei. After making such a low-level film, she might not be able to jump out of it in the future.

The corner of Ji Mingyou's mouth twitched, becoming more and more uneasy. Looking around, there was only one exit, the entrance.

The dim light and the rising mist made it very hazy. The director grinned, showing three golden teeth, and shouted with satisfaction: "Ka! Wait a minute to prepare for the next scene. It needs visual impact, understand?"

"Is the filming over?" Lin Weiwei leaned against the wall with puzzled eyes. In the closed room, his voice was extremely loud, suppressing all voices.

All of a sudden, the staff on the set looked at the two with unkind eyes.

The director took a glance and saw that the two people looked extraordinary, as if they had been waiting for a long time, they walked quickly: "You have been watching for a long time, what is the purpose of coming here?"

"Our dream can only be realized here with you, but it's different from what we imagined." Ji Mingyou briefly explained the purpose of coming, put one hand in his pocket, his eyes were indifferent, showing that he wanted to leave.

"The same, there are different types here. With a face like yours, as long as you do a little marketing, it will definitely become popular!" The director's eyes lit up, as if he was eyeing the fat, and persuaded, "Timing is the most important thing, and I can for you."

"If you don't want to cooperate with Xiaomei, I can choose another one for you, which is clearly written in the contract." The director took out a new contract from the table, handed it over, and praised himself for his rich capital and ability to make him popular, "You The innate condition here is that I have a vicious vision and never make a loss-making business."

Lin Weiwei smacked his tongue inwardly. The studio is so dilapidated, and the background is leaked, how can he have the face to speak big?

Ji Mingyou simply flipped through the pages, his eyes were cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "I don't understand these, when can I shoot?"

"If you want, you can do it now, let Xiaomei accompany you." The director stared at his face, his eyes were shining, and he was thinking about how to use him, and he pointed greasy at the disheveled woman, hinting.

Xiaomei, who was lying on the bed, took a picture from the air, deliberately pulled down her clothes, and said coquettishly: "The director hates it."

Lin Weiwei had goosebumps all over his body, crossed his arms, and felt sick. This woman might not be able to speak normally.

Her reaction was too big, Xiaomei saw her barefoot, walked gracefully, and said sarcastically: "There is a little girl here, everyone probably didn't see it."

"With Xiaomei, what is that airport?" The people on the set took the opportunity to please, blowing rainbow farts, hoping to get some affection.

Lin Weiwei got annoyed, glanced at the other's cup, puffed out his chest, and said angrily: "Everyone loves to watch things that are free to watch. I just watched a few more times."

It's not that there is a little more flesh on her breasts. Seeing her arrogance, Lin Weiwei turned his head contemptuously.

"You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, which makes people very surprised." Xiaomei made a fool of herself in public, and approached angrily, her long nails were about to poke Lin Weiwei's face, her face was ferocious.

Lin Weiwei couldn't retreat, and muttered without admitting defeat: "I'm telling the truth, and you don't like to hear it."

Xiaomei gritted her teeth, her eyes were stern, and she reached out to grab her face.

"Aren't you going to talk about filming? What is this for?" Ji Mingyou grabbed Xiaomei's wrist, with sharp eyes, and reminded him coldly.