Just as Omega said, it was just a few hugs, and both agents breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, if the news of him filming on the set with the mark on his head gets out, the Star Forum will explode.
The hangers that were full of clothes a few days ago have been taken away.
The faint noise of props being moved on the set gradually died down.
In the dressing room, Zhao Cunzhi stared at Bu Qingren in the mirror, but quickly turned his eyes away when the Omega looked up.
He walked out with the script in hand, and Xiaocheng followed him out with the lemonade. Xiaoyang's attitude was calm, and he didn't seem to care about what happened yesterday at all.
In the morning, Bu Qingren politely greeted everyone on the set, except for himself who was standing next to Director Davy.
Looking at his back, Zhao Cunzhi was puzzled.
Is the lamb still angry?
Today is the last scene in Jiang Ling’s room, and the photography tracks outside the house have basically been dismantled to the next location.
The host stands far away facing the table, creating a small-scale scene arrangement.
The mobile light source was turned on above, and the wisps of hot air escaping from a bowl of fried broccoli on the table came from it.
This is the prop you need right away.
Director Davy tilted his gaze, leaned over, and asked jokingly, "Hey? Did the young couple have a fight?"
Alpha's face turned red suspiciously, "We're not a couple yet."
Davy suppressed a laugh, "Ah—so we had a fight?" His face nearly turned the color of liver. He leaned closer and asked, "Why is Yin ignoring you?"
In the past on the set, it was the lion who avoided the Omega's advances, but today the two of them didn't even look at each other.
The reverse scenario is a bit novel.
Others didn't notice it, after all, no one thought there was anything wrong with Tibetan antelopes hiding from lions.
Zhao Cunzhi paused, trying to lower his voice: "I was susceptible yesterday... and then at the hotel..."
Davy perked up instantly and moved closer.
"Hold him."
"That's it!" Davy was stunned. He thought he could hear something restricted.
So these two are playing innocent with him?
"Wow!" Director Davy laughed in anger, feeling like he'd been tricked. He pretended to sigh, "Then you really went too far!"
How can you just hug someone!
You should kiss her! ?
Zhao Cunzhi was in no mood to deal with Davy anymore and began to prepare for the upcoming scenes.
Davy covered his face silently. After all, Zhao Cunzhi grew up under his care, so he still had to assist him.
I hope the two of them can get married soon!
This is the scene where Jiang Ling and An Le's relationship is the most ambiguous.
In order to gain An Le's trust, the undercover Jiang Ling approaches him and takes care of him. As they get along, they gradually discover that An Le is actually a person who cannot control his own destiny.
He felt that if they didn't have different positions, they could be good brothers.
He didn't know whether it was right for him to go undercover and deceive Anle's trust.
Anle struggled because he realized that he was beginning to develop feelings for Jiang Ling that went beyond friendship because of the last time Jiang Ling got drunk.
"Try to be as natural as possible later," Davy explained to the two. "Don't make your emotions too obvious. This movie is mainly about the vagueness of love."
"When watching the first half, the audience should feel like they are two brothers who met too late!"
"I feel pity for their plight!"
“The mid-term period is very thought-provoking.”
"When Jiang Ling's true identity is revealed later, there will be conflict!"
Tricking the audience is a common tactic used by most movies.
"Prepare to clean the place!"
The assistant and the stagehand left the room.
The multi-angle camera started working, and the precision parts showed its cost.
"'Dark' nine scenes, three takes, one shot! Action!"
The lights in the room flickered, and the old city power system was very unstable.
Anle also became rough here and curled up directly on the carpet.
Looking at the food Jiang Ling brought back on the low table, "What is this?"
Although he was not very picky about food, he felt a little shocked when he saw the food that Jiang Ling had just made.
It was my first time cooking, and the room smelled heavily of cooking smoke. The broccoli was fried until it changed color and was visibly burnt.
"Broccoli," Jiang Ling couldn't help but ask again, "Can't you see it?"
Yes, the ingredient is broccoli.
But not this plate of stuff with salt grains stuck to it!
"Eat, didn't you say you were hungry?" Jiang Ling looked at An Le with anticipation on his face, pushing the plate over there.
Anler reached out with a trembling hand and picked up a piece of broccoli that still looked somewhat original.
The brewing man took a deep breath and swallowed it.
"How is it?" Jiang Ling suppressed his anticipation.
“…”
Ugh! It tastes so salty, and makes me feel sick as soon as I chew it.
But Anle couldn't show it, not to comfort Jiang Ling, but because if he could make such a vicious thing, he had to make him eat it!
Holding back his vomit, An Le showed a look of surprise, "Not bad! You should try it too!"
Jiang Ling was half-believing and half-doubting. He could see that the plate of broccoli did not look very good, but Anle's brows were relaxed, his face looked normal, his breathing was even, and there was nothing unusual about him.
I happily picked one up and ate it.
His face froze instantly, "Ugh!"
“Hahahahahaha…!” Looking at Jiang Ling’s painful and troubled expression, An Le couldn’t stop laughing.
His face gradually turned red from smiling, revealing his very white teeth, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his body leaned towards the carpet.
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