Chapter 134 Who Knows
Set.
The director shouted "cut" loudly, and the actors all came out of their state.
During the break, the three of them sat together as usual.
"Your company put on a great show yesterday. Many of our crew members on set were watching the video and cheering for you."
Shen Pianxian smiled slightly, three parts embarrassed and seven parts open-minded,
"Anyway, I'm sorry to have made you laugh."
Bo Rui shook his head.
"We've been together for so many days, and I think I have a good understanding of your character. Naturally, I won't believe those nonsense."
"It's Ning Qianqian," Zhang Han suddenly thought.
"You and her had some conflict, didn't you? Yesterday on the set, she was worried, intentionally or unintentionally, that you were going to have a bad influence on our crew. The director hadn't even said anything yet, but she was frowning and looked very serious."
Shen Pianpian raised his eyebrows and looked around the set.
"She doesn't have a scene today?"
"No, she didn't have many scenes anyway."
"That's true," Shen Pianxian raised his head and took a sip of water, saying in a half-truthful tone,
"She and I must have been enemies in a previous life," she tilted her head and smiled, "I felt an inexplicable aversion to her the first time I saw her, for no apparent reason."
Zhang Han and Bo Rui looked at each other, knowing that he was unwilling to say more, so they stopped asking.
Just then the director called for the start of the play. This scene was a solo performance between the male and female protagonists, so Shen Pianpian sat in her seat and continued to consolidate her script and lines.
She thought she could shoot later today to make up for the part she missed on the premiere day.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she received a text message from Shi Qile.
"When will it be finished today?"
Before I could reply, another message came.
"I'll pick you up."
What?
What's going on?
Shen Pianxian cancelled the answer he had originally prepared and asked quickly,
"Director Lang invites you to dinner?"
"Can't I treat you? Didn't I say I'd treat you to chicken legs?"
“…”Isn’t that just a polite remark to imply support?
"Do you think that's just polite talk?"
“…”
"Okay, I'm done teasing you. It was just a polite remark. The Witch is coming out soon, so we should hype it up a bit. My fans have noticed, so Lang Qiao told us to strike while the iron is hot and promote it well."
“…” Shen Pianpian understood instantly.
After all, this is a circle where scandals bring heat. Many big names were "accidentally met" the day before their works were released, showing their affection with suspected girlfriends in various places, and then overnight the big names' movies or TV series became hot searches.
Although I am not keen on this method, I even dislike it a little bit.
but……
"Okay, I'll probably finish around four, so come over at four."
After thinking about it, Shen Pianxian added another sentence,
"I do want to eat fried chicken anyway."
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When the assistant came in with the costumes, he saw his own music god smiling at his phone with his eyes narrowed. He looked handsome and doting, and there was a bit of silliness in his doting.
The assistant handed the clothes over numbly.
"Shen Pianpian again?"
Shi Qile stretched and stood up, took the clothes and looked them up and down, but did not answer his question.
“Isn’t this color a bit mature?”
The assistant rolled his eyes to the sky.
"At your age, do you still want to wear colorful, youthful clothes every day? Don't forget that you're going to transform into an acting talent!"
"There's no conflict between having good acting skills and being young," Shi Qile handed the clothes back without allowing any resistance, "give me a change."
The assistant was speechless and choked up as he carried the clothes back to the cloakroom. He paused halfway and said seriously,
"Are you really moved?"
The man who had been in the entertainment industry for two years and was already on the verge of becoming a king, stood tall and graceful in the sunlight coming through the window, his lips curled up in his usual romantic and carefree smile, his voice ending in a vague, low and ambiguous tone, he said,
"Who knows?"
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