Dye's white eyes were lowered, and she gave a light ah. It seemed that she thought of something. She paused for a moment and looked sideways at Sun Zhu. "Are you sure he doesn't know about Pei Mingxuan?"

Who is this "he"? Sun Zhuxin knows his belly clearly. He shakes his head like a rattle. "Joke, I've been watching him. Moreover, this kind of thing also affects the mood of filming. I stare at him and don't see what he does. Don't think too much. Don't worry."

Ranbai sideways, looks at Sun Zhu, then slowly retracts her eyes and doesn't speak again.

Sun Zhu always feels that the meaning of the girl's dark eyes is that it seems that you are really stupid.

Sun Zhu black question mark face.

What did he do?

"Hey, where are you going?" Sun Zhu asked, looking at the movement of people going out.

"Pick up." ran Bai walked out with her coat in one hand and answered carelessly.

The weather has not warmed up in early spring. It is cool and drizzling. It has never stopped. There is a trend of the next three days and three nights.

Rain drops on the ground, silently moistening the world.

The sky was gloomy and dark, surrounded by the fog rising and falling in the rain curtain, which blurred people's appearance. People in the past streets held umbrellas and hurried.

Vehicles shuttle back and forth on the avenue, and traffic lights flash one after another.

A silver sports car stopped in front of the crew. This is a closed shooting crew. There are no reporter paparazzi around.

"Are you sure today is the end of the shooting of Xiake?" the girl wearing a white T-shirt and sitting in the back seat didn't lift her eyes.

"Yes, miss." the driver nodded, sure and sure.

"All right." ran Bai lowered her eyes, knocked her white fingertips on the keyboard of the silver thin notebook and knocked down the last letter. She stepped back directly and closed the computer.

Then he directly opened the door. Seeing this, the driver quickly handed over the umbrella and shouted, "Miss, coat!"

Dye googlen paused for a while, and with a slow sound, she turned and picked up the beige windbreaker placed on the car seat and put it on her body.

"Just wait here," ran Bai said to the driver, holding a pure black umbrella, then raised his left hand, buttoned his windbreaker hat on his broken hair and walked towards the direction of the crew.

The driver said.

It rained all the time, but it was not big. There was a thin layer of water mist in the air.

Before ranbai went in, she saw a slender figure in black. She raised her eyebrows and waved to the man.

Su Mo happened to lift his eyes, and his line of sight hit the girl not far away. Across the rain curtain, there was a continuous fog, blurred and dense eyebrows and eyes, which was not very real.

I saw a beautiful figure in a light white windbreaker standing there with an umbrella. The figure was clear and elegant, like a clean and precious ink painting.

But Su Mo recognized the man at a glance. He slightly hooked his thin lips, said a few words to the people next to him, and walked over step by step.

"Who is that girl?" the others who remained in the crew looked at it with their curious probes and stretched their necks, but they couldn't recognize it.

"I don't know." the next shook his head.

"The figure looks familiar..." one of them muttered to himself.

"Hmm? Look familiar, who?"

"Isn't it..." the man hesitated and shook his head: "it's impossible. I should think too much."

"Oh."