Where does Mu Qingqing know the mind of Mo Liancheng on the phone, that is, he is standing in front of her now, and she may not be aware of his emotions, because Mo Liancheng's face is often expressionless, and even muqingqing can't guess what he thinks. It was really hard to guess before, but now she doesn't want to guess.
"There's also a play in the evening. I'm calling to thank you for the delivery."
Thank you. Mo Liancheng didn't like to listen to it, so his face was a little heavy, and there was no speech.
"That's nothing else. I'll hang up first."
It seems to be aware that Mo Liancheng is not in a good mood. Mu Qingqing thinks that it may be a work problem, so he doesn't want to disturb him.
After all, she took the initiative to make this call, and she already had some regrets just now.
Today is their first day in the desert, but the shooting schedule is very tight in the afternoon. Mu Qingqing hardly has any rest time to make up.
"Your make-up this time is not very good-looking, most of them are very plain and embarrassed. Do you really need me to negotiate with the director and change it?"
Cheng Xi is very gloated at the makeup painted by Mu Qingqing. He also takes some photos. Mu Qingqing stares at him helplessly. He seems tired and doesn't answer him.
The difficulty of night play lies in whether the lighting and the picture are beautiful or not. Therefore, she has not taken several pictures. Thinking that Su Wanqing actually went back to have a rest early, Mu Qingqing, who has never been angry about anything, can't help murmuring: "I knew I would have given Su Wanqing female No. 1 to be a comfortable female No. 2."