Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

She said in a deep voice, "All units are preparing, and now we are officially shooting. Please take your place..."

Hearing laughter, some people are ready quickly, but some people are still procrastinating.

"Please hurry up, don't waste it!" smiled and shouted with a trumpet.

It was her first official filming, and these people were not convinced of her. Naturally, the progress would not be fast.

The role of the hero in the role is mostly in group dramas. These people are together, and it is inevitable that there are too many people, and it is inevitable that there are many people.

She repeatedly asked everyone to try again, and some people couldn't help but have opinions: "Will you take it? How many times do you need to take a shot?"

"Yeah, the weather is so hot, you want us to die?"

"Of course you have to shoot again if you don't shoot well!" Smiled and adjusted the camera position, "Come again!"

Although everyone complained, they had to cooperate.

It’s just that after some people come down, they can’t help but say something awkward: "What? I don’t know what relationship is used to become an assistant director. We are not not serious about filming, but we are not convinced to follow such people to film! Which one is not from a major? Why should we listen to a small assistant?"

Mo Zheng finished a filming and was putting on make-up. Hearing these words, he said to the assistant Xiao Leng beside him: "Go and see what's going on over there."

Xiao Leng came back soon and said in a low voice, "Ms. Jun arranged Ling Xiaoxiao as the deputy director of the filming, but some people were not convinced of her. Although the filming is proceeding smoothly, many people speak very hard to hear."

"She doesn't want to die?" Mo Zheng said in an aura.

After working overtime for two consecutive nights, she still has to continue working?

Xiao Leng has been following Mo Zheng, knowing the relationship between Mo Zheng and Xiaoxiao, and whispered: "Then I will go over there and guard."

With his town, forgive those people not daring to mess around again.

"Move my dressing table over." Mo Zheng said.

"Will this... cause unnecessary speculation by outside reporters?" Xiao Leng was a little worried.

Mo Zheng snorted: "I'm acting, do I need them to guess?"

When I saw a dressing table moved in, I couldn't help but shouted with a smile, "What's the matter with you? This is the shooting area."

"It's okay, Miss Ling, let's step aside." Xiao sneered.

Xiaoxiao recognized him, that is to say, the makeup table is Mo Zheng's?

She didn't know what to say, so she didn't talk about it.

The others laughed and laughed and couldn't handle even such a small matter. They all slumped their mouths contemptuously, and deliberately said: "Then Miss Ling, can I bring in my cosmetic bag?"

"Miss Ling, can I bring in my barbecue grill, it's okay, I'll put it aside."

Hearing these cynical words, some people covered their mouths and laughed.

These people are nothing more than a smile that is not convinced to sit on an equal footing with them, all of a sudden, they become their superiors, and even control how much they are in the mirror.

Xiao Leng stood up: "This is Mo Zheng's dressing table. He wants to put on makeup here. How about you?"

Someone recognized Xiao Leng and heard that Mo Zheng had chosen to place the dressing table here. Where would they dare to comment?

Not to mention that he is the absolute male number one in this play. Just because of his previous status in the music world, he is not something that people here can afford.

Besides, Mo Zheng is different from other artists.