Thinking so, the people in the clothing group also think that Miss Gu can't be a junior.

The costume group bit their teeth and went out quietly.

Dyed white,

The matter soon spread in private, but no one dared to say it in public.

Lizi Mei always feels that some people see something wrong with their eyes, but she can't tell what's wrong.

If the costume failed that time, Li Zimei could only make her think of other tricks.

She looked at Weiya in the props group and an idea came into her heart.

As long as Gu Bai is injured, she can't continue filming. The entertainment industry is a place where new people change old people. As long as it's more serious, she's afraid that Gu Bai can turn over?

The more you think about it, the more likely it is. Lizi Mei takes a deep breath and tiptoes into the prop group. With a knife exchanged from the system mall in her hand, she slowly draws on the very thin steel wire until a small gap is drawn. Lizi Mei takes back the knife and gets up as if nothing had happened.

"Sister Li?"

Before Li Zimei could go out, she heard a confused cry. Her fingertips trembled and her heart tightened. She relaxed for a while. She looked at the people standing there.

"It's really you, Sister Li. Are you here to get something?" the proprieter opened his mouth curiously.

"It's all right." chestnut Mei tightly pursed her lips and left such a sentence. She hurried out and passed the props master.

The props master "cut" and turned to busy with his own business.

Because it is a script mainly written in the Jianghu, there is a lot of urgency in fighting.

What we are going to shoot now is the fighting picture produced by the tit for tat between the villain woman and the man in the article.

"Are you ready, Miss Gu?" Zheng Dao asked with great concern, holding the script in his hand.

Dyed white nodded slightly and answered.

Looking at the rope tied to his waist, dyed white slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"OK, let's start."

Weiya slowly hung up and stood in mid air.

Zheng's TV dramas are not allowed to use doubles, so the man he chose also specially learned some fighting Kung Fu.

And dye white... All those who will kill are real weapons.

Li Zimei looked at Weiya who was hanging, and her whole body was tight.

She nervously picked up the mineral water next to her, gulped several mouthfuls, and stared eagerly at the dyed white figure.

A cold and charming woman in brocade and red clothes embroidered with light gold patterns stands in the air, steps on the void, holds a silver sword, and her ink hair is flying, which is unparalleled in the world.

I couldn't help but let everyone hold their breath.

Why do they like this cold-blooded and arrogant villain more and more!

Are they poisoned? They think this villain is better than any role!

God, God, it's really poisoned.

Jingze walked lazily into the crew and saw such a beautiful picture of suffocating beauty.

He looked slightly, his dark eyes staring at dye white quietly.

It's beautiful. How can it be so beautiful.

You don't know. The better you are, the more I want to hide you.

Ranbai: coincidentally, this temple thinks so.

Aware of the obsessed and amazing eyes of the people around him, Jingze lowered his eyes, and the mood in the narrow and mysterious Danfeng's eyes was dark.

Just as the plot progressed to the most wonderful part, it was also when Li Zi's throat was dry and his eyes were looking forward to dyeing white.

Weiya, who has long had problems and can't support the weight slowly, is broken!

In everyone's frightened eyes, the figure in red fell rapidly