All The Male Leads Have Blackened

On the set, some people gathered around it, which happened to be a rainy scene. The weather was extremely cold. Prepare **** soup and army coat.

Feng Qingwei sat on the chair with a calm face and threw the script: "Did you get me in this kind of weather? Is there a mistake? In addition to the shooting today, I have other announcements. I'm sick here and how much I have to delay thing."

Live and die.

Holding a cell phone, she turned a deaf ear to the persuasion next to her, and turned to Cen Simiao's chat box. Staring at the words on it, they were almost carved into my head.

She has been fighting for this role for a long time. The costumed idol dramas filmed by Director Song are not considered to be popular, and they are enduring. Everyone has mentioned the previous drama every year.

There is a feeling in it.

Feng Orange is now a little bit famous, but it's all about the money owner behind him. If the resources are not good, he will go straight to the earth. Even now there are people who question why she can appear in so many productions.

She pointed at the show to strengthen her popularity.

Cen Simao had to run in halfway to stir.

Can not help but think of the events of that year, suddenly hate the teeth itchy, and suddenly look worse. The director even had Tie Qing's face. This script was already in the script. Someone said earlier that everything was ready. She went on strike and let a large group of people wait.

Feng Orange's assistant was next to her, and she was particularly anxious. It was a critical period. It was a troublesome time for someone with a bad heart to break the news.

She usually pays special attention to these, even if she gets angry, depending on the occasion, today is abnormal. The assistant persuaded softly, Feng Orange was annoyed, and immediately scolded her.

The assistant lowered his head and felt a little wronged.

Suddenly the phone rang, she was holding Feng Orange's, and was an agent. Quickly connected, placed in Feng Orange's ear. The people inside said, "How long have you been in the circle, why are you still so unstable. What are you doing, quickly discuss with the director."

Feng Orange was unhappy and silent.

The agent knew what she was thinking, and sighed, "What is she doing now? What does she care about?"

She still doesn't speak.

Agent: "Don't you seem to have a good relationship with her, don't know her character yet? The ears are so soft, you can just coax a few words."

Feng Orange's eyes became delicate.

She was so anxious here that Cen Simiao was very laid back everyday. Now Qin Zhongmo doesn't resist her very much, and sometimes she speaks. However, life and death are not slack, nor are they willing to take the initiative.

Wang Tianxi's expression has always been very gloomy, and Cen Simiao all thought that she had not seen her and lived her little life. Is preparing to continue to deepen the relationship with Qin Zhongmo, he packed up his luggage.

To move out.

Simply cut a few boxes and pack them downstairs.

Cen Simiao looked behind, holding a Coke in his hand, and followed: "Would you like to help?"

He drank up again.

He threw the box into the car, turned his head and glanced at it, stood upright, and suddenly got closer, Cen Simiao was not ready, and almost stunned.

Qin Zhongmo laughed and left again, he looked down, his jaw tightened, his eyebrows serious: "I don't know why you came back suddenly, but if we want to restore our previous relationship, we both do No. "

"When you come to me, I still have a sense of familiarity, I can't help but miss it, but it will not affect my disgust to you in the least."

Cen Simiao squeezed the can: "What do you want to say?"

His eyes were a bit tired: "Don't toss anymore, we each live our own lives."

Cen Simiao looked up: "But I really like you."

He bent his mouth and smiled: "I like to stay still."

The place I moved to was particularly close to work, and I rented it with my colleagues, which made it easier to work. Qin Zhongmo stayed overtime for several days and was extremely hardworking.

A colleague snorted: "You can rent a house and use the company as your home."

Qin Zhongmo sipped his coffee and refreshed: "Come, if there is a daughter-in-law here, I will set up camp here."

Hearing laughter: "Don't you return to fucking, did some daughter-in-law come to see you on your own initiative?"

Qin Zhongmo's eyebrows converged with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense."

The colleague saw his look, hesitated, don't just divide it up in a few days.

Cen Simiao was very bored at home. Since Qin Zhongmo moved out, Wang Tianxi has been wrong, and has been judged to be two.

No matter what she does, Wang Tianxi always has to be ridiculed behind her, and she has the demeanor of not disgusting her. Cen Simiao went to the refrigerator to get a drink, and she happened to have a nap to wash.

Take a look and put your hair back first: "Aren't the actors all keeping in shape, it's no wonder you're drinking like this."

Cen Simiao raised her eyebrows, Wang Tianxi pursed her lips tightly and stared at her as if preparing to fight.

Only one sentence was heard: "Then I wish you youthfulness."

She was discouraged in her chest.

Cen Simiao's recent thoughts are all on her career.

From time to time, Feng Orange wrote messages to her, all inquiring about costume dramas, trying to lead Cen Simiao to say something. She deliberately acted as a concealer, saying that three points and seven points were hidden, and Feng Qingwei's heart was particularly tangled.

I can't sleep in bed every night.

Cen Simiao glanced at the phone and added another fire.

Feng Orange came back to the news.

Cen Smiao rubbed her forehead, which was tolerable. Mr. Liu called and she didn't shirk at this time and called a car directly.

He ate at the restaurant and the two sat face to face.

Cen Simiao's mouth was so sweet that she made General Manager laugh several times. He also actively poured red wine and drank it continuously. He suddenly got a little bit up, but was more excited.

As soon as my head is hot, it starts to be dishonest.

Cen Simiao bowed her head, seemingly a little scared. President Liu bent his eyes and shouted at her, Cen Simao still didn't look up.

Seeing her motionless, President Liu sat down and prepared to touch her hand. Cen Simiao shivered, avoiding her consciousness and holding her cell phone.

He is preparing to coax.

Suddenly the screen turned on, Cen Simiao accidentally pressed it, just staying in the interface of chatting with Feng Orange. With a guilty conscience, she desperately hid.

President Liu frowned, doubting in his heart, and grabbed her arm: "Hide something."

Cen Simiao shrugged, "No, don't touch me."

The more she did, the more anxious Mr. Liu was, and Cen Simiao struggled hard. He took it directly and saw the conversation above.

Feng Orange's last message was the most conspicuous.

Above is Cen Simiao's words.

As she bit her lip, President Liu's face became more and more ugly, and there was anger in her eyebrows. She was about to ask, and she heard: "I'm just unwilling. She's so beautiful, that's why I talked and wanted to anger her."

"I did not do it on purpose."

Coincidentally, Feng Chengwei sent another message.

President Liu held his cellphone tightly.

She bent her eyes and cried, "I was wrong."

Two days later, Cen Simiao received a call from Mr. Liu, asking her to prepare well and take her to meet Song Dao in a few days.

Wind new restaurant.

She took a large portion of the money on the card to buy clothes, and it was especially cool when shopping. I picked several pieces of different styles and put them on. I started to think about what makeup to paint when I was up.

Qin Zhongmo has been particularly calm recently, working every day. The boss looked particularly satisfied. The computer was hacked a while ago, and he almost died.

Give a bonus.

Recently, the company's business has been running smoothly, and the boss's mind is a bit swollen, looking forward to larger partners. But when he entered another company, he could not see anyone several times, and he closed his stomach and ate his stomach.

He began to think about other ideas.

Qin Zhongmo stared at the screen in front of the computer, yawned, and suddenly saw his boss turning around. A colleague nearby quickly closed the other web pages that were opened, and worked seriously.

He rubbed his forehead.

The boss came over and smiled, "I have been doing a good job recently."

Qin Zhongmo raised his eyes.

He was called to the office to talk and talk about how difficult the company was. He resisted yawning, "What is it?"

Recently, I have been too sleepy to work overtime, my eyes are dark blue and listless.

The boss praised him: "Look at this big man, he is much more mental, and his brain is smart, and he will definitely do things."

Qin Zhongmo could hear the clouds and fog.

The boss shot the table: "Let's say, the company has a potential partner and needs to talk about it. But every time I don't see each other, he is too busy."

Qin Zhongmo said.

Hearing: "I asked him about going to Fengxin Restaurant for dinner recently, so I plan to take this opportunity to meet up."

He was absent-minded.

The boss is very kind: "I want to send you, there must be someone who knows what can show our company's advantages."

Qin Zhongmo wondered, "Who is going to see?"

"Liu Heyun, President Liu."