Yunyi Zhehuan

The location of "The Dumb Girl" was shot in a wilderness.The male, the male, and the second are not willing to give in to each other for the heroine and the family property, and finally it is to the point where the brothers are torn apart and fight.

This scene has been filmed seven or eight times, and the director is still not satisfied. He sits behind the monitor with a look of bitterness and hatred.

The filming couldn't continue and had to be paused. The assistant director came over and told Luo Luo and Ji Yang to rest for a while to build up their relationship.

"It's all done like this, still brewing?" Luo Luo spit out a few weeds from his mouth, not daring to say anything to the director, but couldn't help teasing the assistant director, "Brewing love turns hate?"

"Yes," Liu Baoshu caught this sentence, and rushed over to reprimand the two of them, "Look at the playback yourself. Is there any difference between Xiang Haoyuan's expression and Sapo! Xiang Haoyuan is gentle, tolerant and considerate, not a shrew. The depth of love, the depth of hatred, do you understand? The eyes, the eyes must be used and expressed!"

"And you, Xiang Haoxuan, have the same expression as a debt collector. Do you want you to play the underworld? He is arrogant, pampered, and arrogant. What about the expression of confidence? The look of fighting back from embarrassment is limp, like a cat that has been teased, you think you are playing, huh?"

"Also, there are deviations in the positions of the two scuffling every time, so don't think about how to chase female stars and what time to eat in your mind! OK"

"I advise you two to finish filming this scene and study acting hard. Don't waste the money and time of other crews!"

Luo Luo and Ji Yang, with their faces full of scars and dust, obediently listened to the director's yelling, and responded again and again, not daring to make mistakes.

When it was his turn to rest, Luo Luo immediately surrounded a group of people, those who held umbrellas, those who delivered water, those who held books, they were even bigger than the film king, and they were all at his own expense anyway, he was willing to be popular, and no one else cared.

Here Feng Ting watched the fight scene between the two, fearing that Luo Luo would use dirty tricks to bully others, she immediately asked Ji Yang if he was injured or disfigured.

Ji Yang wiped the ashes from his face: "It's okay, slaps are excuses, and they won't hit. They are all wearing protective clothing."

"No, I have to ask the scene manager for more protection. You have rehearsed more than a dozen scenes in the past two days, and the work is intense. If you don't protect it well, it will be unbearable." Feng Ting is still worried.

He couldn't wear too much protection, so Ji Yanggang wanted to stop him.At this time the phone rang, and he took it to see that it was Zhehuan's.

Ever since this guy hooked up with glasses and solved the black household problem, he didn't know where to go, and he called it a study tour abroad.

Accustomed to Zhe Huan's style of walking away as soon as he said and never heard from him, Ji Yang was inexplicably happy when he suddenly received a call from him on his own initiative.

He curled up his mouth and asked the other party: "What's the matter? Don't you have WIFI abroad? Direct WeChat is very cheap."

"WeChat?" Zhe Huan asked, "Do you play this too?"

"Everyone uses it, of course I have to pretend it, so it's easy to contact."

"Send me your WeChat ID. I'll install it and add you."

After a phone call thousands of miles away, the last two words made Ji Yang's heart flutter.

He pursed his lips uncomfortably, "You just like to follow the trend. Why do you suddenly want to call me?"

"Now there is a sum of money, if you want it, you can get it right away." Zhe Huan's fingers lightly pressed the last paragraph of the will "in case of death".

"You made money?" Ji Yang was a little surprised, thinking that Zhe Huan is not a fuel-efficient lamp.But no matter how easy it is for others to make money, it is their money, so I don't want it.

So I changed the subject: "Thank you, I'm not short of money. I'm short of praise."

"what is that?"

"WeChat circle of friends." Seeing Luo Luo walking towards this side with a serious face, Ji Yang said, "Don't chat anymore, let's brew emotions and get into the drama."

"Okay. I'll give you a thumbs up."

After hanging up the phone, knowing that Luo Luo would be unhappy, Ji Yang couldn't help but took a selfie first, and posted it on Moments, with the caption "A man in distress who is struggling for money."

He usually doesn't post much on Moments, this post is just for readers to enjoy, I don't know if the other party will reply anything besides likes?

Two monsters playing circle of friends?Ji Yang couldn't help puffing up his mouth, feeling anticipation and amused at the same time.

"With your mood, we won't be able to beat each other fifty more times." Luoluo walked over to him with her arms akimbo and rolled her eyes at him.Originally, he wanted to use this drama to show off the prestige of the old drama in front of Ji Yang, but when he came to the demanding Liu Baoshu, the difference between the two was only fifty steps and one hundred steps.

After posting on Moments, Ji Yang stared at the mobile phone screen waiting for Zhe Huan's verification message, and replied casually with a smile on his face: "Then let's fight each other, who made us suffer brothers and sisters now?"

Difficult brother, Luo Luo smacked her lips, suddenly liking this word very much.

Speaking of difficulties, Feng Ting felt that Ji Yang's night scene and rain scene the next day were disasters. She had never been with the crew before, and it was only when she actually came that she realized that it's no wonder the actors are paid so much, they are all fighting for their lives.

Several high-pressure water guns were pouring at each other, and after a long line of speech, he had to drink dirty water with a loud roar.

After taking several pictures in a row, non-humans such as Ji Yang feel that their stomachs are full of bad water.

In the near future, I can call it a day.Liu Baoshu frowned, thought for a while, and decided, "Ask Ji Yang to prepare and make up two more shots."

"It's good, let's call it a day." A man walked beside him, and the voice was unfamiliar.

"It's good, let's call it a day." Liu Baoshu acted like a demon, picked up the walkie-talkie, and repeated the other party's words to the scene.

Me, me, what happened just now?When Liu Baoshu reacted, the on-site staff was already shutting down the equipment and dismantling the shelf.Wrapped in a towel, Ji Yang opened the door and got in the car to change clothes.

He looked up at the stranger who suddenly appeared in displeasure. The lighting engineer forgot to turn off the light, and a beam of light was shining on the man's face.

Astonished.

Four words popped into Liu Baoshu's mind.After a while, he came back to his senses, raised his directorial style and asked, "Who are you?"

The man's face disappeared into the darkness again, and his question was ignored.

At this moment, Ji Yang got out of the car while wiping his wet head, and walked towards the director, wanting to watch the replay.At a glance, he saw the man standing next to the director.

He greeted Zhe Huan as he walked, "Have you returned to China?"

"Yeah." Zhe Huan responded in a low voice, walked over and patted the other person's head, and Ji Yang was a little embarrassed to find that his half-wet hair was completely dry.

Liu Baoshu, who was ignored, was not very happy, and stood up and emphasized to Ji Yang: "During working hours, other than family members, other cronies, fans and noodles are not allowed to visit the class."

"I'm his boyfriend."

Zhe Huan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the director and staff standing on both sides to hear clearly.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them curiously.

Ji Yang's mood was messed up in the wind like the hair on his head.

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