Fang Yuan almost didn't kneel down after hearing Murong Mian's words. She didn't think he was joking. What he said was true. She heard it.

The play they shot is a spy war play, in which there is a plot of interrogation and torture. In those plays, chili water was generally indispensable. In order to be realistic, the director specially gave chili water a close-up, using real products.

It's spicy. I can smell it everywhere.

Ji Mianmian is very satisfied with Murong Mian's cooperation, and gives him an encouraging look: young, good, promising.

Ji Mianmian raised her eyebrows and said, "OK, pepper water splashes on people. It must be better than milk tea. I want to hear bitches scream today."

Murong Mian said and stood up: "OK, I'll bring it to you and wait for me."

Fang Yuanyuan retreated: "Murong Mian, don't deceive people too much, director, director..."

Now she is very worried about her face, for fear that she will break her face. The actor depends on this to eat. If she breaks her face, who else is willing to pay attention to him.

Ji Mianmian splashed that cup of milk tea, not hot, she brought it back from the outside, ran for a period of time, such a cold day, in fact, the temperature is not so high, at most hot will be some red, and will not bubble skin.

If it's really hot, Ji Mianmian won't splash it. She has a moral bottom line.

The director didn't want to be in charge of this kind of thing, but it's all like this. Naturally, he still has to show off and pull a fight.

The director wanted to make peace with thin mud, "I'm going to shoot the next scene soon. They're all calm and calm. I'm going to apply cold water on my face. I don't think you're too hot. This Murong, I'm still in charge of your assistant. That's it. It's all over. "

Fang Yuan: "director, are you going to deal with it like this? She splashed my face with hot coffee. Can she afford to pay for anything that happens to my face? After I go to the hospital for examination, I'll talk about the compensation. But now, she has to apologize to me... "

Ji Mianmian sneered: "why did I throw you? You know it. You are so shameless that you want to dig my corner. I didn't smoke you. You are polite. You are shameless. You expect others to give you. It's ridiculous."

Fang Yuanyuan didn't even think about it, so he said, "Ji Mianmian, don't talk about it. I'm also a victim of the scandal. I..."

Pop A loud slap in the face rang out, and the crowd suddenly sighed.

The director didn't hold it even though he wanted to. He looked at Murong Mian blamedly: "why don't you hold it?"

Murong Mian shrugged: "if I'm not a man, I want to slap her in the face."

Ji Mianmian sarcastically said: "I really can't stand such a bitch as you. Don't pretend to be poor in front of me. Last night, you ran to knock on the door with chicken soup and tried to paste my man. Last night, I didn't let you enter the door. I wonder, did you enter the ghost's room in the video?"

The audience of the crew said, "Oh, I seem to know the truth all at once. What should I do? Do you want to send it online?"?

Fang Yuan's left face is burning with pain. She knows that she can't occupy it now. She must find a way immediately. She must win in public opinion.

"How can I know that you have no evidence? Don't treat me wrongly. Today, you slapped me with milk tea. Everyone saw it. I won't swallow my breath. I will definitely let you be punished by law. We'll see."

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