my sister is a supermodel

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Tony nodded.

After breakfast, Roca came to the set early.

Yesterday's scene did not pass, and the crew continued to shoot in front of the Charleston library.

This library was built in the middle of the last century, with a simple architectural style, which fits the background of the era in the play, so it became the place where the heroine went to university.

After entering the set, all the crew members looked over, including props, make-up, costumes, recording, etc., and many people got together and murmured.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!"

Roca said hello and walked into the crew's dressing room.

"good morning!"

The makeup artist lazily responded and began to apply makeup on him.

"Roca, they were talking about you just now."

The make-up artist spoke lightly.

"Oh?"

Roca slightly opened his eyes and looked at the opposite mirror.

In the mirror, the makeup artist stood behind him, holding hairspray in one hand and a comb in the other, arranging his hair in a somewhat casual manner.

"They said that the weather was too hot. Yesterday was a busy day. If we continue to play cards today, we may have another busy day. They are going to apply for a high temperature subsidy."

The make-up artist said while working.

"Yes, Mike from the props team got sunburned yesterday."

A makeup artist next to him who was reading a fashion magazine said.

"Unfortunately, God bless him!"

Rocca made the sign of the cross on his chest and closed his eyes again.

The makeup artist twitched her lips, "Roca, they asked me to ask you if you can pass today's scene, and if you can't pass it, prepare for a long-term delay."

"uh-huh!"

Roca responded lightly, closed his eyes and continued to think about filming.

No matter which country you are in, right and wrong are indispensable in the crew.

Talking to them is looking for anger, and it is easy to cause more right and wrong. The best way is to ignore them and concentrate on doing your own things.

"Good morning, Miss McAdams!"

After a while, there was a burst of lively greetings from the dressing room.

"good morning!"

Rachel waved her hand and walked in.

"Hi~ Roca, are you asleep?"

Rachel smiled, rubbing his shoulder.

"No, just a little drowsy!"

Roca opened his eyes and smiled softly.

"Are you suffering from insomnia? Oh~ Roca, you won't be scolded by the director in your dreams like Ryan, right?"

Rachel covered her mouth and laughed.

Roca shrugged his shoulders, "No, there was a lot of movement in the next room last night, as if there was a cat meowing..."

"To shut up!"

Rachel glared at him angrily, blushed and said, "Nonsense, we are in 5028 and you are in 5022. There are two rooms in between. How could you hear that?"

Roca pressed the corner of her mouth and said in surprise, "Rachel, a tourist came in next door to me last night. She brought a Persian cat with her. I heard that the kitten ate raw fish yesterday and had diarrhea in the middle of the night. I didn't mention your room, why are you angry? Was there a cat meowing in your room last night?"

"Shut up Roca!"

Rachel yelled, picked up a pair of scissors and was about to throw them.

"OKOK! Ms. McAdams, please don't be angry!"

Rocca raised his hand.

"Ryan is right, you are indeed a bad guy"

Rachel snorted softly and slapped the scissors hard.

Roca smiled slightly, seeing that the makeup was done, he put on his military cap and adjusted his collar.

"Rachel, I'm about to enter the arena, do you want to tell me to come on?"

"Prefer not to say"

Rachel shook her head, "My location is under the shade of a tree, and I can't get out of the sun. It doesn't matter if I take dozens more shots."

"haha, okay!"

Rocca shrugged, turned and walked out.