Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"You have a good rest at home today. Although you didn't come this morning, Mo Zheng has already come over for you and solved the matter in front of the media. So you don't have to worry." Junya's laughter came over the phone. She said with concern, "Smiling, today Mo Zheng asked for a day off for you. You can rest at home and come here early tomorrow morning."

Smiled slightly and startled: "Mo Zheng?"

"Yes, in front of the media, he acknowledged your professionalism in the director industry and recognized your ability. Naturally, everyone knows that with you, our drama will not be affected much." Junya didn't mention what Mo Zheng said about being in love with her for the time being. Mo Zheng was right, Xiaoxiao now needs rest.

Smiling holding the phone, did he blame Mo Zheng? He actually helped himself deal with this matter?

But last night he was cold, he just asked her again and again.

He has never cared about her life, her job, and he doesn't even know what she dreams of.

He has always been domineering and superior, he comes and leaves when he comes, and has no feelings for her.

But he unexpectedly came forward to help her solve such a big matter.

"Smile, then you have a good night's sleep. When you come back to work tomorrow, you are not allowed to work overtime like that." Jun Ya warned with concern.

Xiaoxiao didn't know when he put down the phone.

She still went to the crew. She was already halfway there, and she couldn't fall asleep again.

She went to the crew, first went to the bathroom to wash her face, and applied cold water to her eyes and cheeks that were red from crying before she came out.

Seeing her appear, everyone hurriedly took their place to their place.

After all, Mo Zheng was sitting around and putting on makeup, like a big supervisor sitting there. Who wouldn't dare to be more active?

Xiaoxiao didn't look at Mo Zheng's side. This time, she had already said that kind of thing, and she didn't plan to save it.

That kind of life without dignity, she didn't want to continue.

She didn't want to think about the love she had for him.

"Everyone, start work!" said with a smile.

Mo Zheng is still sitting there. He doesn't have much time to make up. Modern youth school dramas have simple clothes. He probably only needs to draw his eyebrows.

Saying it is makeup, in fact, when you are waiting, you can steal a free break in front of the dressing table.

Xiao Leng looked at him with a very bad expression, and whispered: "Boss, why not go back to the lounge and rest for a while?"

Xiao Leng usually calls him both his first name and last name, but now he is so scared that he dared to call the boss.

"Don't worry about me, go ahead. When I'm in the scene, call me." Mo Zheng's face was calm, and he was still immersed in what she just said.

It turned out that she hated him more than he, imagined, what she said, she would rather die than have anything to do with him.

Is she really, so disgusted and hated this relationship?

He looked in the direction of Xiaoxiao. She was discussing the next scene with others. She was very proficient in the control and operation of the scene. She remembered that when she was an assistant by his side, she always helped back and forth, whether it was She was able to take care of anyone's work. At that time, she was accumulating all kinds of experience.

But in her group, the scenes currently being shot are all trivial scenes.