Chapter 155

The scene of drunken embracing starts shooting. CP fans gather behind the director and equipment and wait happily. After a cold day, it was just a warm hug. This was by no means an ordinary hug. Nanxi and Su Zhu hugged each other and held their expectations of regret.

Su Zhu sat alone in the wooden window on the second floor, even wearing heavy clothes. When he raised the wine pot with thousands of sorrows, the wine poured out and fell on his face and mouth. The beauty of his body could not be covered up, and the hearts of the people felt pity and love.

The profound interpretation completely brought into emotion makes people believe the plot setting. The goddess who has passed away for thousands of years is willing to leave a wisp of soul to protect him.

The drunken play happened once. In order to keep Su Zhu in a good mood, the editor and director didn't interrupt. He directly gestured to Nan Xi to let her come out to undertake the follow-up plot. It's just that it's no big deal to spend more time editing and processing in the later stage.

Nanxi walked barefoot to Su Zhu, and the jade foot gave birth to Lotus step by step. All the men present were lustful. She went to Su Zhu and sat down. Apricot eyes looked at the person in front of her. He pursued her trace in Huang Liang's dream so hard that he had been tortured out of shape.

Hold down his wine pot and stop his self mutilation indulgence.

Su Zhu felt an external force and looked at the person in front of her. She was trapped in the devil thinking day and night. She couldn't distinguish between inside and outside the play for a moment.

Slender fingers stroked her delicate cheek and youyou asked the question that had locked him for many years: "who are you?" was it Xixi who only loved him since childhood, or Mrs. Zhang who had married Zhang Yichen?

In the original plot, the two people look at each other affectionately. Nanxi's slender jade points on Su Zhu's lip flap, indicating that they can't ask or say, and then the two people with deep sadistic love hug each other.

When Nanxi raised her slender jade finger and was ready to point to Su Zhu's lips, her hand was suddenly held by him.

Su Zhu's affectionate peach blossom eyes are fixed on her delicate face. He is announcing with silent and strong eyes that she is the only one in his world. Only she can ignite his enthusiasm and awaken his state of mind as dry as a dry well.

"Xi Xi, don't treat me like a brother anymore."

He whispered in a voice that only she could hear.

Nanxi opened most of her eyes in horror. She couldn't speak in this scene. I hope Su Zhu just went deep into the play and finished shooting quickly.

Su Zhu saw through her heart and thought, the jade face slowly leaned close to the pink lips, and Nanxi avoided it.

Huang Yi was so ashamed and scared that she almost screamed excitedly. She has the same thoughts as several CP fans and is eager for the following progress, but Su Zhu's actions are increasingly out of the plot track.

Normal editors and directors should have called "card" long ago. Looking at the editors and directors, his expectations are no less than theirs. Looking at them with joy, they came with Su Zhu.

Huang Yi tangled for a moment, failed to resist the assistant's own work, and gave a voice to remind: "editor and director! The plot is wrong."

The director raised his hand and stared at the person who had no eye price. He only responded with one word: "shh."

Then he threw a warning squint. He looked as if he was saying, "dare to interrupt the camera I've been longing for for for a long time, and be careful that I'll make you go.".

Huang Yi succumbed to obscenity and shut up. I feel better. She's tried hard. What's wrong is not bad for her.

Su Zhu's thin lips stopped at a breathing distance, and her breathing was dense with mist like heat.

"Xi Xi, I like you very much. I like you for a long time. It's a man's love for women. It's up to you."

The infatuated advertisement exploded in Nanxi's heart, and her long curled eyelashes trembled and confused.

The director's eyes lit up and gestured to the camera. From the front, they are a little away from the kiss. As soon as the camera angle turned, the two kissed each other, and their affection was strong.

Su Zhu's eyes are so hot that they definitely deserve a pair of Bi people who have been in love for thousands of years in the plot.

When the cold wind blew, Nanxi shivered physiologically and poured into Su Zhu's arms by mistake.

Su Zhu hugged the person who was frozen all over. Ignoring that the editor and director had not shouted the final result, she took off her fur jacket and wrapped it around Nanxi. She said to Huang Yi, "help her change her clothes. There is my hot water in the car and pour it to her."

Huang Yi was fascinated. She hurriedly forced her attention back and replied, "Oh, good."

Hurriedly picked up the down jacket and cotton trousers on the chair, ran to Nanxi and wrapped her legs with Down Jacket first. Go to no one on the first floor, stand in front of her and wait for her to wear warm clothes and trousers.

"Xi Xi, what did Su Zhu tell you?" Huang Yi couldn't help gossip.

"Nothing."

Nanxi sneezed and lifted her cotton pants.

Listening to the blunt answer, Huang Yi unexpectedly didn't continue to study the bottom. Anyway, she has kowtowed to her head.

Instead, he helped his idol pave the way: "Su Zhu is just so handsome, so gentle and considerate."

"Where's the water?" the dressed Nanxi asked.

Huang Yi patted her forehead, patronized and cared about CP progress, and forgot to take it.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it."

Huang Yi trotted all the way. She almost slipped to get water and served Nanxi to drink half of it.

The choreographer came downstairs happily and said, "it's hard."

Nanxi looked at him faintly and kindly advised him, "it's not hard. If you want to do well for Mao song, I advise you to edit according to the original plot."

Put aside a word, Nanxi took Huang Yi out of the old house, leaving a confused editor and director.

After thinking about the meaning of the conversation, he didn't understand it as well as "impractical". He turned back and asked yumianlang standing on the stairs for a long time: "what does Nanxi mean?"

Su Zhu didn't reply. Qingjun's lips closed tightly on her face.

Finally, the indoor scene plot is the easiest content to complete in all the plays in the whole process. First, there is no need to be frozen. Second, except that the last look back and look at each other requires expected joy, others can basically be shot without brains, especially Su Zhu's natural and unrestrained lens in the western regions.

It takes more than an hour to arrive indoors to build the scene and complete the shooting in 20 minutes.

The story in the lens, like the troupe, requires a long time of manpower and material resources to restore the story scene. After shooting, as long as the actors are online, they don't have to toss for too long.

The actor's state is the same. It is impossible for the blind cat to kill the mouse again and again and just get stuck in the corresponding position. So basic skills are very important. One minute on stage and ten years off stage.

If you want to complete the story perfectly, the efforts in front of and behind the stage cannot be divided.

At the end of the shooting, the director insisted on inviting the performers to dinner. Nanxi gave him a headache and declined the invitation.

In several scenes, only she was exposed and running around, but she was used to it. She needed to wear cotton padded jacket in summer and skirt in winter. Since she eats this meal, there's no need to complain. She just wants to rest.

Seeing that her face was not good, the director said with a little apology, "I'm sorry. I've been tossing about for most of the day. Then go home, boil a bowl of ginger soup and have a rest early."

"I'll give it to you." peach blossom eyes pursue her position.

Nanxi looked back, there was no joy to deduce, and his eyes left a desolation that had no time to hide.

"No, you can't miss all the two protagonists." Nanxi said softly, and then sent a bewitching smile: "entertain them for me."

Su Zhu's gloomy mood made her beautiful smile empty, and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly. She said, "well, what Xi Xi has explained must be done." as long as she is not angry, she can still smile at him.

Without returning to yunshang, he chose a closer water bank, cleaned it, drank the ginger soup boiled by Huang Yi with his nose, and fell asleep.

Huang Yi is going to leave. Nanxi's mobile phone is shaking on the table.

Pick it up and have a look. It's the video sent by Party A's father again. At 10:43 p.m., it's time to look back. Recalling the last girlfriends party, Party A's father sent a video at the same night.

The partners who don't know how to behave these days are the most disgusting. They can't help scolding: "which blind person tosses my ancestors every day!"

We must teach each other to be a person. We tried the password several times and cracked it with the simplest 12345678. I have to talk about Nanxi later. Pay attention to personal privacy protection. The famous Yan x door is not that photographer Chen doesn't have enough awareness of self privacy protection.

Connect the video and repeat what you just scolded. Only three words were repeated, and the whole person was in a state of being struck by lightning.

Shaking his hands, he stammered, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang is good." it's terrible. Why don't the husband and wife pay attention to their remarks.

On second thought, Nanxi's remarks to Zhang Yichen were quite appropriate, because she was not thoughtful.

The sword eyebrow frowned and asked coldly, "where's Xi'er?"

Huang Yi is like a toddler who just babbles. She can't pronounce clearly and answers: "Xi Xi, she's asleep." in order to prove the reliability of her words, Huang Yi runs to Nanxi's room, turns the camera to Nanxi and gives her a close-up.

I didn't even say "Hmm". The other party hung up the video.

Huang Yi put Nanxi's mobile phone on the bedside table and patted her heart beating wildly. She decided that even if she knew someone else's mobile phone password in the future, she would never answer calls and videos for others.

After walking out of the apartment and locking the door for Nanxi, I remembered how bad Zhang Yichen was towards her.

"What are you pulling?" he scolded with his waist in his mouth. "When his wife ran away, there was no place to cry." after scolding, he looked around fearlessly and re observed whether the selected angle would be caught by the monitor.

After confirming that it is safe, walk to the elevator with your hips on your hips.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Nanxi fan woke up and found that his aunt had just arrived. No wonder she was too tired to open her eyes yesterday. I didn't have a trip to catch up in the morning. I slept more.

In the afternoon, Ruili magazine determined the direction of the large frame of the cover of the first edition after the Spring Festival. Then I need to meet several actresses pre selected for flying frost and flowing light sword for the first round of audition.

Drinking the red jujube longan millet porridge cooked by the nanny aunt, unlock the mobile phone and look through it. Four missed calls in the morning and 72 unread messages on wechat.

Among them, the editor in charge of Mao song issued 54 articles.

Most of them asked if she was awake? The back may not be able to wait and tell something: Nanxi, Mao song won't let me find you. He believes that things have nothing to do with you. Of course, I'm not questioning you. It's so weird. I don't know who to look for. Can you ask for me.

Don't talk about things before, don't ask questions after. How can she help?

After breakfast, I collapsed back to bed and became confused again. Fully awake, 11 a.m. Pick up the phone and there are 12 more unread messages. This time, the other party made it clear what it was like.

Mao Songhe and the company were afraid that the previous tried and true hot search was squeezed out by rotten melons. If their pure strength is not as good as the first LONGYE, they can better themselves, but they really can't think of a way to deal with the strange situation every time.

It is suspected that LONGYE has found a famous master, but the scientific society always thinks it is too absurd. After the absurd idea, they also asked the master to do something, but the money was useless.

This time, the whole team worked overtime to edit the MV, insert the song, and send a new song at 6 a.m. while there was no high heat content.

The new songs of ancient elements brightened the eyes of Mao song's old fans, crazy purchases to support online sales, rushed to the first place in the hot song list in just one hour, and microblog hot search only ranked eighth.

Mao song's operation was very smart. He made a bold decision to release the MV and song separately.

Microblogging hot search ranking did not move, he immediately ordered someone to release the MV.

The fans of "Silk Road" are boiling with dawn and bamboo. They will top Mao song's new song to the top of the hot search list in five minutes.

The boss of Mao song's brokerage company was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. At that time, Mao song insisted on supporting Nanxi. He held an objection. Now it seems quite right. In the future, as long as Nanxi has something to do, he will let Mao song speak first.

After ten minutes of fun, the operation director found him in a panic and handed him the tablet: "the hot search is gone."

The boss thought he had heard wrong and asked, "what's gone?"

"The hot search is gone and disappeared out of thin air."

The boss immediately flew into a rage and scolded: "CTM, hit a ghost. Old B ascended LONGYE, labor and capital will not let you live!"

The operation manager pressed with a body of more than 200 kg and finally suppressed his impulse to call and greet LONGYE.

Nanxi connected the director's phone and said with a smile, "let your boss ask. If it gets noisy, you can go to hot search."

The editor and director said sadly, "go to the hot search of science and nature to explore why powerful stars have repeatedly failed to make the list, which is like lowering people's heads."

Nanxi only smiled softly.

Qingling's laughter was pleasant to hear. The question editor was not in the mood to appreciate it. He asked in a deep voice, "is Nanxi the ghost over there?" he couldn't get on the top of the hot search before. At least there were specific things to squeeze out. I didn't see anyone else's melon this time. He withdrew. He didn't believe in ghosts. The most rational and realistic explanation is that capital has been sold.

"If you think it's me, I have nothing to explain." the director always has the word trust on her mouth. She doesn't care about her actual actions. She doesn't like people with different minds.

"Ah, don't be angry," the director hurriedly coaxed and changed his words: "I'm not in a hurry. Not long after Mao song got the first place, he let me squeeze down again. To tell you the truth, we don't know each other well. I shouldn't have called you to talk more. I just watched the boy work hard and harvest absurd results again and again. I'm not good in my heart. Please understand."

Nanxi didn't answer, and the choreographer said along with his words: "I'm sorry, whether I offended you or not, I'll apologize to you."

After waiting for a long time, finally a beautiful female voice came: "didn't you cut off the lens of misplaced kiss?"

The director wondered, "yes, what's the matter?"

"I warned you. Wait, I'll ask."

Nanxi cut off the phone, the editor and director called again, and received a unified reply: the phone you dialed is talking.