Fu-zai was about to go over with his cloth bag.
Suddenly remembering something, she turned around and asked, "By the way, Sister Yang, how did you find out that someone was trying to frame Luo Luo this time?"
I just asked that casually.
Fu-zai was surprised when Yang Dong-mei suddenly became furious: "Why are you so long-winded! Fu-zai, do you want to quit? I was just thinking of getting Luo-luo a new assistant, what do you think?!"
Fu-zai was startled by the shout.
Scratching the back of his head, he said, "Sister Yang, why are you so angry? I was just asking casually."
"Why ask so many questions? Doing more and asking fewer questions is what you should be doing."
Fu-zai remained silent.
Sister Yang is really angry today!
He silently carried the cloth bag and, as Yang Dongmei had instructed, went to change out of the 'dangerous' props that Ning Qiluo was going to use for filming.
...
This way.
The sun was blazing.
Ning Qiluo stood there under the sun, watching Su Anzhe draw the bowstring, prepare it, and release it...
It's not just that it's boring; the real problem is that Su Anzhe would occasionally ask her, "Qi Luo, do you think my strumming posture is correct? Is there any deviation? Does it need correction?"
Ning Qiluo didn't know if that was right, so she could only make things up: "Yes! That's it! Perfect!"
Su Anzhe's smile was particularly bright: "The prince I play is a top-notch archery master who can fire three arrows at once. Unfortunately, I was too busy before joining the crew and didn't have time to practice archery."
Ning Qilu shook her head cleverly: "No, no, no, I think every single one of your postures just now was perfect."
Su Anzhe was quite embarrassed: "Qi Luo, if you praise me like this, it will make me think that I am really amazing."
Ning Qiluo nodded cleverly: "Yes, yes, you're very capable. You don't need my guidance at all."
“I haven’t had much experience with archery, but I’m pretty good at fighting. I’ve had a martial arts instructor before.” Su Anzhe added, “I’ll teach you some more techniques for our fight scenes later on.”
Ning Qiluo agreed first: "Okay."
"Qi Luo".
From a distance, Su Anzhe called her name again.
He said, "You're standing too far away. Could you come over and teach me how to strum the strings?"
Ning Qiluo said directly, "You just dunked very well."
Su Anzhe shook his head: "It doesn't feel very good, it's not quite up to standard."
This embarrassed Ning Qiluo, especially since she didn't know how to do it herself. She said to Su Anzhe, "Please wait a moment."
Su Anzhe put down his bow and arrow, nodded, and waited patiently for her.
Ning Qiluo went to a cooler place, took out her phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Jiang Yingchi.
Ulanara Clan, Luo Gege: [Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you there?]
Just three seconds after the message was sent, Jiang Yingchi called.
I wanted to chat on WeChat.
He called me directly.
Ning Qiluo answered the phone and heard that familiar yet cold voice: "What is it?"
Ning Qiluo: "..."
President Jiang is so aloof.
With just one sentence, "I have something to do," she had already backed down.
"I'm fine, I sent the WeChat message to the wrong person." Ning Qiluo herself didn't realize that her voice was very soft, not because she was afraid of being overheard, but because of the two words Jiang Yingchi said.
When President Jiang becomes aloof, he truly keeps people at arm's length.
I was about to hang up the phone.
His cold voice came through the receiver: "I'm sorry."
Ning Qiluo: "?"
Jiang Yingchi: "I was wrong."
Ning Qiluo: "..."
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