It shocked Zhao Cunzhi's nerves.
They have been so close these days, but there has been no communication. Alpha feels that there is a galaxy-like distance between him and Bu Qingren.
The extras inside the protective shield stood neatly together, listening to the director's instructions: "Over here... add a shot."
Bu Qingren's fighting scene was shot in one take, but the angles of several extras needed to be corrected, so he stood up and cooperated and re-ran the scene.
The omega was completely exhausted and didn't move in the chair.
"Tired? If you want to rest, you have to take down the props before lying down," Zhao Cunzhi walked over and offered his hand, "otherwise, blood circulation will be blocked and cramps will be easy to occur."
"Don't touch me, let me die in this chair!"
Alpha looked at the slender neck hanging by the chair, his eyes growing more serious, his voice a little hoarse than usual: "I'll help you untie it."
The lion squatted down in front of the chair and reached out to help the lamb untie the jumping aids that were tightly fastened to its legs.
The tightly fitting metal machinery wraps the legs tightly.
Hiss! It’s so numb!
"Are you numb? Let me massage it for you?" Looking at Xiaoyang's wrinkled face, Zhao Cunzhi massaged his tense calf muscles.
When Zhao Cunzhi's hand touched his calf, Xiaoyang's face instantly burned.
Xiaocheng stood aside and stared blankly, wondering how come Mr. Zhao stole my job!
Seeing the scene becoming more and more charming, Bavett, who was standing aside, felt very disappointed. No matter how it seemed, it was his own Golden Bean who took the initiative. Alas!
"Bang!" There was a crisp sound not far away.
When Wang Chen saw the scene here, he gritted his teeth and smashed the props of the crew.
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