"In that case, you say that Zhang Xiaofan, a new PD, won't let Li Zhien play the game of whether the dinner is good or not?"
"It's not like that, is it?"
"My God... No... how could this happen?"
"He's a top student in Peking University. He can't be so blind and energetic as that..."
After hearing what the female writer said, even Luo Junmo felt that this kind of thing was too incredible and even funny.
But, Luo Junmo just smile not long, the smile on the face is, a little, a little convergence down, as if to think of something, rushed to the female writer, Tao.
"Give him a call."
“......”
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan's mobile phone suddenly vibrated. The note is the youngest writer.
Because of the vibration, no one noticed, only Zhang Xiaofan could be heard in the voice of counting.
“5....6.....7.....10”
After Zhang Xiaofan finished counting the number of "10", Li Zhien stopped the elephant trunk game, picked up the water gun beside him and shot at the copper basin that Zhang Xiaofan was lying in front of his chest.
However, Li Zhien had an unstable center of gravity and failed to fall to the ground.
"Failure..."
See, Zhang Xiaofan is step by step announced that the game ended in failure.
After hearing this, Li Zhien was panting and sitting on the ground dejectedly. Now she really didn't want to move at all.
"No.."
"Isn't the game too difficult?"
"Besides, I haven't eaten yet..."
"The last chance is to get cheers from your friends..."
Zhang Xiaofan read the script and said.
"What?"
"Today is not our first day of shooting. Call a friend who has a good relationship with you. If your friend says" cheer up "to you in one minute, or do it well, and hear such words related to cheering, it is a successful mission."
"In that case, according to the script, we will provide you with dinner for today."
Zhang Xiaofan answered truthfully and said.
"Can't you play the elephant trunk again?"
After hearing that she was going to call her close friends, Li Zhien instinctively felt a little bit resistant to this matter. However, seeing Zhang Xiaofan's serious face, she knew that it would be no good for her to make this request.
Simply, Li Zhien takes out his mobile phone, twists Dai Mei and looks at the address book to whom he wants to call for help.
However, there are only a few people in Li Zhien's mobile phone address book, and there are few numbers. The number one is the phone number of agent oba and President Gao, followed by umbrella, and the rest are Sunny Hill (1) eniony, Sunny Hill (2) Shenger oni and Sunny Hill (3) Zhenya oni.
"Have you decided who to call?"
Seeing Li Zhien in a daze at the mobile phone screen, Zhang Xiaofan thought that Li Zhien didn't know who to call. He could not help asking in a low voice.
In this regard, Li Zhien didn't say much, but chose to call eningoni. His face was full of tension and uneasiness.
"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."