Chapter 1010

Anwen laughed angrily, looked at minor, and said, "listen to the following content well. You'd better take notes. I'll give you a lesson for free today."

"First, no matter who I am, you should not mix other feelings into your work, just like I don't like you very much, but I will still smile at you sweetly. As an artist, if you want to stop shooting, you'd better be the boss. "

"Second, it doesn't mean you haven't met some things. It's impossible for Chinese Kung Fu to be so famous by cheating. You can't say that if you haven't seen an apple, you can't say that there is no apple in the world. It's your business that you are ignorant and have little knowledge. There is no need to influence others. "

"Third, it's time for you to be a little more mature. I'm worried about your agent when you're so big and do what a three-year-old does."

An Wen's tone is like a teacher teaching students.

"And I need to tell you one thing. I know I'm so beautiful that I can't believe it's natural, but I don't have plastic surgery."

With such a long sentence, Anwen was a little thirsty, and after drinking a sip of water, she patted minor on the shoulder.

"Go back to what you said today, think about it, write an 800 word review, reflect on it, and try to be a good actor in the future."

Minor's mind was full of "Oh, my God, this is internal skill", "let her hit me quickly", "how strong can you beat people with one punch", and didn't listen to Anwen at all.

After that, an Wen followed Jiang Shiyu to the nanny car. There was still shooting in the evening. She wanted to get to the shooting site earlier, so that she could finish the dinner nearby.

Anwen saw that minor was stupefied and thought he was understanding what she said.

The joy of saving the lost lamb was all around her.

"Drive, I'm hungry." Anwen took a loaf out of her bag as she spoke.

The car moved and minor was still standing there.

What I think in my mind is "Why are people so weak before?" and "should I go to Anwen now?".

As a boxing enthusiast, knowing that Chinese Kungfu really exists and that a small body can subdue a big man, he can't help his blood surging.

On the bus, an Wen chewed bread and opened her mobile phone. She asked, "sister song, how many days are there for the white jade award ceremony?"

"In less than half a month, we still can't find out, but the internal staff said that you have a good chance of winning the prize." Song Jia returned.

Anwen nodded and continued to look at the mobile phone.

In the mobile phone is the script of advertisement to be shot tonight. It is very short, but as long as it is a script, Anwen will take it seriously.

Song Jia looks at an Wen who is reading the script and sighs.

In the past, what she was most afraid of was that the artists she had brought were not self-motivated and that they were afraid that they were in love. Both of them had nothing to do with Anwen.

However, Anwen's professionalism and attitude towards acting have reached a paranoid state, as if to madly make up for any regret, trying to make her afraid.

She wanted Anwen to relax.

It was almost early in the morning after shooting, and Anwen was still in good spirits. She walked around the beach in her coat, letting the sea breeze blow her hair.

"Wen Wen, you go back to the car first." Song Jia was afraid that her cold wind would cause more colds.

"It's OK." Anwen shook her head and continued walking on the beach.

When the weather turns cold, I have to wear a dress when I wear a white jade red carpet. It's cold to think about it.

Anwen originally wanted to experience the cold wind more. Another gust of wind made her shiver and ran back to the nanny car.

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