Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

When the parents didn't have any accidents, they also mentioned this lady, but Hua Zhao never met her.

Okay, okay, next game, get ready!

Hua Zhao's expression froze, and he walked directly into the camera.

Her costume and makeup have been changed a long time ago, and she can start shooting at any time.

When Lu Xuan accompanied his mother into the set, what he saw was the little girl dropped in the air by Wia, with a silver chain around her waist, and a sound of red clothes being blown by the wind.

His footsteps stopped involuntarily, sticking to that petite figure.

Cui Yinglan was also attracted by Hua Zhao.

Hua Zhaohang's coercion is different from others.

Normal people are coercive, no matter what, they will always be afraid and uncomfortable, and their limbs are not natural enough.

The effect of shooting in this way will naturally be greatly reduced.

But Hua Zhao is not like that.

It's like she was born for the sky.

His demeanor, limbs, and even a strand of hair seemed to exude a sense of nature and enjoyment.

Even the most demanding director can't find anything wrong with it.

Cui Yinglan raised her head and looked at it carefully for a while.

There was a startling smile on her face: I really can't see it at all. She is a newcomer who is only eighteen years old. This Wia show is really beautiful.

Lu Xuan's focus was elsewhere.

He frowned slightly, as if he was worried and dissatisfied: Are these wires safe enough? Did the staff check them carefully? How do I remember that some stars have had accidents on the set?

Cui Yinglan: ...

She took a look at her son and said, It's rare for you to be like this.

Lu Xuan: What do you mean?

Cui Yinglan smiled: I've never seen you so nervous and alone.

Her words also had a hint of teasing, but Lu Xuan answered seriously: I have never been so nervous before.

He reached out and pressed it to his heart.

I looked at her hanging in mid-air, as if my own heart had been dropped on it. I was very worried, worried that she was uncomfortable, worried that Wia was not safe enough, worried that the staff was negligent, and worried that the director was slow. Delay time and make her suffer...

Cui Yinglan couldn't bear to listen, her teeth were sore.

She interrupted her son and said, Do you know that you don't look like a successful business elite at all? You're just a greasy uncle.

Lu Xun glanced at his mother, and said unhurriedly: First of all, I have a clear enough understanding of my appearance, mom, your son will definitely not be a greasy idiot, in the sense of public aesthetics, I'm a handsome guy with no objections.

He paused and emphasized: The kind that women like very much.

Cui Yinglan almost laughed out loud.

How did she never know that her son has such an attribute of narcissism?

And. Lu Xuan said lightly, What kind of business elite, isn't it just a name given to me by boring people? Who cares about that?

Cui Yinglan waved her hand: Okay, okay, I can't listen anymore. I'm a script writer, and what I write is not as nasty as you.

Lu Xuan retorted again: You are wrong again, Mom. You feel nauseous because the love you wrote is all fictional things, without the resonance of soul and emotion.

Cui Yinglan.

Lu Xun looked at the figure in red in mid-air from afar, with a clear and calm voice:

And what I said was from the bottom of my heart.

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