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Sister Hua left soon, and the studio started on time in the afternoon.
Today is a breakup scene, the one where Song Xiaolan came to audition.
Artificial rain and clean towels are all ready.
Zhao Yi said to Song Xiaolan's agent Ah Chen: "It's best to do it once, the actor's body is important."
Ah Chen nodded, stepped forward and said a few words to Song Xiaolan, then turned around and made a no-problem gesture to Zhao Yi.
Artificial rain is not as flexible as natural rain. The drops are large and heavy, and have a strange smell. Right after the shooting started, Song Xiaolan's hair was completely wet, and when it got wet, it stuck to her head, which greatly affected the beauty of the camera.
Zhao Yi shouted to stop.
"Can't the rain be turned down a little?"
The staff was helpless, "This is the only device."
Zhao Yi was displeased, and asked Rococo, "Can't I borrow a smaller one?"
Rococo: "This is the only thing left, I can't help it!"
Zhao Yi sighed lightly, stopped talking, and fixed her eyes on Song Xiaolan.
Song Xiaolan's hair was wet, and Ah Chen wiped it for him with a new towel. This appearance is more attractive than the wet actress. Song Xiaolan vaguely felt that Zhao Yi was looking at him, so she turned around to prevent her from looking.
The hot and secret agitation in his heart sank into the universe with the moonlight of last night, and he never wanted to see it again.
But he didn't know that the moonlight will still be there tonight, even if there are dark clouds all over, it can still cast a faint light on the ground.
Emotion between men and women is one of the laws of nature. Those who can restrain themselves are probably detached monks.
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Zhao Yi came back to her senses, "Let's change the script."
Luo Keke refused: "You are crazy, fans of this novel will scold us to death!"
"Then what do you say?"
Rococo: "Spray more hairspray, can you hold on for a while?"
"Then why are you still standing there, let the makeup artist do it!"
? Song Xiaolan's hair was blow-dried and her hairstyle was restyled. After using half a bottle of hairspray, her hair was as hard as a stone.
Zhao Yi walked over, stretched out her hand and squeezed it a few times, very satisfied.
"This should be hard enough."
As soon as she got close to Song Xiaolan, the clear scent of perfume on her body turned into a charming musk, which entered Song Xiaolan's heart wantonly. Carrying her on his back last night, the spring light on her chest was pressed against his body, and every inch was clearly remembered.
The sensory memory is aroused by the unique aroma, which is very grueling.
Song Xiaolan had already strangled all the desires in her heart, so she wanted to back away and stay away from her, so that she could not be ignited by a single spark. But he can't because she is the director. This is working. He had no choice but to stand where he was, and listen to her as indifferently as possible.
Zhao Yi smiled, and asked him in a thin voice: "You sent us back last night?"
Song Xiaolan looked up at her and nodded. He never lies.
"I'm very heavy, it's hard for you."
Before Song Xiaolan could reply her, she walked back to the camera.
Song Xiaolan lowered her head slightly, looking down at the ground. After a while, he raised his head, regained his smile, and said softly, "I can do it."
Even if the moonlight will climb into the sky again, Song Xiaolan can choose not to go out at night, right?
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After the heavy rain scene was filmed, it was part of daily interaction.
Song Xiaolan and Yi Nong fought many times, Zhao Yi couldn't hold back his temper, and showed the two of them many times with a cold face, before he barely passed.
Whenever she approached, Song Xiaolan would automatically take two steps back to avoid her, not even giving her eyes.
Zhao Yi is cold, and Song Xiaolan is colder than her.
No matter how stupid Zhao Yi is, she can still feel rejection from others. But she is not afraid, the more he hides, the more she will get closer.
"Have you never been in a relationship?" Zhao Yi asked in a low voice.
Song Xiaolan was slightly startled, "No."
"oh."
"Then do you have someone you like?"
Song Xiaolan looked up at her, the earnest expression in her eyes was charming. Song Xiaolan's eyebrows moved slightly, forgetting to respond.
Zhao Yi smiled lightly: "No?"
Song Xiaolan regained consciousness, subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes, he was afraid that the love in his eyes would be discovered.
"Yes." It's you.
"Then you treat Yi Nong as the person you like. Now you are successfully with the person you like. Isn't it very pleasant to take her shopping and watching movies? I want to take her to taste all the delicious and fun things. ?¡±
No, if I followShe is together, I just want to give her my whole world.
Song Xiaolan's brows and eyes were as calm as possible, so gentle: "Yes."
"OK, just remember your mood, let's try again."
*
When work was over, Zhao Yi went to the dressing room to find Song Xiaolan, but he was not there. Zhao Yi thought he was gone, and was a little disappointed. As soon as she went out, she bumped into Song Xiaolan.
Zhao Yi: "Let's talk?"
With Ah Chen by his side, Song Xiaolan couldn't refuse, so she followed Zhao Yi.
The two of them came outside, and there was the warm spring sun outside, pouring down on the two of them.
Zhao Yi was wearing a white t-shirt with a baseball jacket and jeans.
Song Xiaolan changed into her own clothes. A baggy white T-shirt and a black trendy shirt jacket, a pair of gray slacks, canvas shoes, and a fisherman hat. Standard for young boys.
Seen from a distance, the two are also very close. If you look closely, you can't tell that there is a seven-year difference between the two.
Zhao Yi struck first: "You don't like me."
Song Xiaolan annoyed her very much, and hated her unconscious temptation the most. Unable to answer her words, he turned to leave.
Zhao Yi's high-heeled shoes stuck out, blocking his way.
"I know you don't like me, and I know what people say about me."
Do you also know what the outside world says about you?
Song Xiaolan didn't leave, she wanted to hear how she evaluated herself.
Seeing that he was not leaving, Zhao Yi changed her mind and said, "However, this is work for us, even if you don't like me Well, you understand. But you don't need to be emotional at work."
Her voice was very light, like flowing water, flowing into Song Xiaolan's heart naturally.
Since she was so straightforward, Song Xiaolan didn't play around with her, besides, there was a voice in his bones shouting and beating, which made him very uncomfortable. He wanted to prove something. That pair of star-studded eyes looked directly at Zhao Yi, and the unique indifferent voice said in an affirmative tone:
"They said you have a patron."
They said that you have today, it is all given by the benefactor. ¡ª¡ª He didn't say this sentence, and couldn't ask it.
Zhao Yi was slightly taken aback, a little absent-minded.
She guessed it was this, but when she really heard it from Song Xiaolan's mouth, she had another feeling. how to say? There was a little bit of surprise, but also a little bit of displeasure.
At least, he, Song Xiaolan, shouldn't be looking at her like this.
Because he is the one she likes.
Zhao Yi lost the enthusiasm just now, smiled lightly, and said in a cold tone: "Oh, that's it?"
Song Xiaolan's heart was out of rhythm.
He thought she would explain, at least for the sake of face, he had to say a few words for himself. But she didn't, so she told him blatantly that I am the one who has money, how about it?
This made him feel a little blocked.
Zhao Yi wanted to smoke, so she touched her pocket, damn it, Rococo took away the cigarette again.
"It's really wide enough!" Zhao Yi broke this sentence in a very low voice. I was also a little angry for some reason, but she held it down desperately.
"You're not an innocent student, aren't the rules in this circle normal?"
Song Xiaolan didn't speak.
Zhao Yi took a deep breath, and then let it out: "Besides, I have a financial backer, so what does it have to do with you acting in my play?"
Yes, what does it have to do with him?
Song Xiaolan turned her head, her eyes turned cold, and after looking into her eyes for a while, she said, "I don't like female directors with financial backers." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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