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Lu Wanwan had heard of the reputation of Director Zheng Tailin before, and today she finally saw it in person.

When she was yelled at for the first time, she was stunned for a moment, standing there at a loss. After all, there were so many people around her, and her self-esteem and shame came up.

But when she was yelled at for the fifth time, Lu Wanwan had already given up. Looking at the spit flying in the air, she really wanted to get a bottle of water and said to the director, "Drink it before scolding."

But she just thought about it and didn't dare to move.

When she wanted to continue to carry forward her shameless spirit, Lu Wanwan saw Han Jingmo's figure appear in her sight. He walked to the director and whispered something.

Zheng Tailin was stunned, his eyes full of surprise, mixed with interest, and mixed with confusion, he looked at Lu Wanwan with this complicated look.

Lu Wanwan was confused by the look, and didn't know what Han Jingmo said to him.

But he still wanted to admire that the director's acting skills were really good, and the emotional changes were progressive.

Zheng Tailin looked at Han Jingmo, then looked at Lu Wanwan with a complicated look, and then replied to Han Jingmo.

Lu Wanwan didn't hear what was said, and then saw Han Jingmo walk away leisurely.

Afterwards, although Zheng Tailin still yelled a few times in a stern manner, his interest in yelling obviously stopped there, and Lu Wanwan was freed from the spitting after a while. She could

n't help but look at Han Jingmo curiously. He was talking to Lin Wei at this time. The sunlight sprinkled on his body, coating him with a layer of light golden color, dazzling and eye-catching.

Lu Wanwan sighed, this is owed a favor.

There is a vague feeling of bad premonition.

Recovering her mind and brewing her emotions for a while, this scene was finally shot in the sixth take.

Lu Wanwan felt embarrassed for delaying another actor to shoot with her five or six times, but the actor smiled at her and said it was okay.

The people around him were doing what they were supposed to do, without any ridicule or strange looks.

The people in the crew seemed to be used to this kind of scolding.

Only Li Weiqian looked at her with undisguised curiosity, but Lu Wanwan ignored her because she had something more important in her mind. She

quickly walked to Han Jingmo's side and asked directly: "What did you say to the director just now?"

"Nothing." Han Jingmo sat with his eyes on the script, without raising his head.

"Then why did he suddenly calm down?" Lu Wanwan leaned closer to him and whispered, "Besides, why is he looking at me in that way?"

"What?"

"Like, it's like caring for a mentally retarded person."

"..." Han Jingmo finally raised his head and found that she was bending over and leaning very close to him. He could clearly smell the faint scent of Epiphyllum on her body.

Several images suddenly flooded into his mind. It was the amazing glimpse of her under the lights that night. Her figure was curvy, round and pretty...

Suddenly he felt dry in his mouth.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lu Wanwan urged him, "What did you say? Tell me the trick if you have one."

Han Jingmo picked up the water that the assistant had put aside, unscrewed the bottle cap, and handed it to her. Lu

Wanwan took it in surprise.

Han Jingmo got himself another bottle of steaming liquid and took several gulps before he calmed down. Under his calm eyes, a dark tide surged. After

a pause, he said in a serious tone: "I told him that a brain is a good thing, but we can't expect everyone to have it."

Lu Wanwan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"It means that you don't have a brain, and it's normal to make mistakes."

...

Lu Wanwan wanted to splash the water in her hand on his head.

Han Jingmo looked up at her: "What do you say?"

...

What are you talking about?

My Qing Dynasty is gone, what else can I say?

Lu Wanwan had a cold face.

When it was Han Jingmo's turn to shoot, Lu Wanwan watched from below, looking forward to seeing him being scolded, but until lunch, this tiny wish was not realized.

Han Jingmo usually got it right in one take, and occasionally not in one take, and the mistakes were made by the actors who acted with him.

Whether it was vertically or horizontally, the comparison made people feel heavy.

But after watching for a whole morning, Lu Wanwan found that Li Weiqian was scolded more times than her. With such a comparison, the heavy mood was a little cheerful, although there was a little petty heart.

During lunch, Lin Wei said to her, "I will stay in the crew for half a day in the afternoon, and I will stop watching you when you are fully acclimated. You don't have to be nervous, just act according to what you have learned."

"I was a little nervous the first time, but it was much better afterwards." Lu Wanwan frowned: "The director scolded me, and I felt that it was a waste of everyone's time."

"Don't take it to heart. Director Zheng has that kind of temper. You see he is usually very kind, but when it comes to filming, he is like a different person. He doesn't care if you are a big star or not. If you act wrong, he will scold you." Lin Wei laughed and said, "This is actually a good thing. Having a good director to check can save the actors from getting angry."

Lu Wanwan nodded and decided not to mind the director's spit.

Lin Wei asked her to continue eating, and she lowered her voice and said, "In fact, Mr. Lu let you join the crew of Slam Dunk because he was impressed by Director Zheng. He can hone your acting skills and keep a close eye on you. At least he won't let you be criticized for your acting skills after the work is released. The company has a play for you to play the leading female role, but the effect may not be as good as this one."

"I understand." Lu Wanwan was deeply moved by her brother in her lifetime.

"By the way, I just told Jing Mo to take care of you."

"Ahem..." Lu Wanwan was almost choked when she heard this.

Lin Wei handed her a bottle of water and explained, "Publicly, he is your senior and also your senior in the same company. Privately, you worked as his assistant some time ago, so he is also your senior, and it is only natural for him to help you."

"Will it be too much trouble?" Lu Wanwan wiped the water stains from the corners of her lips with a tissue. Although she had told Han Jingmo to take care of each other before, it was just a polite remark.

"No, he still has the energy to play games after filming the movie. This role is not too difficult for him."

"Playing games?" Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes: "The brand he endorses, Zuimeng Jianghu?"

"Well, I don't restrict him on these things. He knows his limits." Lin Wei said with a laugh: "He seems to be quite good at games."

Lu Wanwan remembered what Han Jingmo said to her today, 'You must have been busy playing games these days,' and doubts surged in her heart again.

But before she could think about it, Han Jingmo came over.

He was still wearing his basketball jersey, and the wind blew, and the loose hem fluttered, revealing his slender waistline and thin abdominal muscles.

Lu Wanwan calmly withdrew his gaze, his heart was pure, and he automatically blurred the picture.

This is how the successor to socialism can stand the test.