Young Master snorted: "There's no bickering, it's just that someone is narrow-minded and doesn't admit that Sheng Yuan is great."

When Cheng Na heard this, she was immediately furious.

What is going on?

A year ago, when the Sheng family moved to Beijing, this group of friends tacitly agreed to the isolation of Sheng Yuan by their wealthy circle. It was obvious that they did not like Sheng Yuan very much and their attitude was lukewarm. Now, even if they were forced by the power of the Sheng family, it should only be a superficial compromise, catering to, and flattery, not a voluntary and sincere one.

how--

Now it was clearly in private! In front of their own people, he was praising Sheng Yuan so much, why! He even argued for Sheng Yuan and confronted himself like this? !

How embarrassing for her.

How long has it been? Just watching Sheng Yuan run a lap, everyone thinks Sheng Yuan is fine? It's okay for a young master Xia.

Cheng Na felt like she was the only one sober while they were all drunk, and she felt angry as if she was disappointed in her parents.

She angrily unlocked her phone. Because she was angry, she poked the screen with her fingers so hard that it made a clicking sound.

A minute later, she looked at what she had sent and snorted.

Then locked the screen.

…

"Sheng Yuan, please take another shot of that scene."

Jiang Mingxin picked up the intercom with hatred and helplessness and said this. Several assistant directors beside him could clearly hear that Director Jiang said this with heavy teeth gritted.

But everyone understands.

After all, the filming was originally going to be done in one take and was almost finished when it was suddenly interrupted by a group of young masters who were not to be messed with. However, because of their high status, their "insignificant voice" did not carry much weight. Even if they had reasons and positions, they did not have the courage to go against those people.

Otherwise, if one person is unhappy or says something, the crew can’t continue filming on the spot.

The fact that they were forced to clear the set yesterday was a living example. If Xia Xicheng from the crew hadn't borrowed the chaebol daughter's private golf course, Director Jiang would probably have been unable to sleep all night.

I am really angry but dare not speak out.

How could Director Jiang not be filled with hatred?

After hearing this, Sheng Yuan on the other side of the camera paused for a moment, and then the half-smile she showed when she was immersed in the role instantly faded. Sitting on the horse's back, her delicate little face returned to an expressionless look.

She was suddenly stopped, but she didn't say anything. She just nodded and went back to her previous position to start over.

…

Zhao Cheng and others outside the racecourse had no idea what was going on with the filming. They only saw the crew suddenly stop and then back up to their previous position.

I thought they were striving for perfection and wanted to take more shots.

In addition, they are usually pampered and used to being praised. Others always act according to their wishes. How could they have any regard for these ordinary people?

They didn't realize that they were the culprit for the crew's re-start! Unfortunately, the only young master Xia Xicheng who had an eye for the storm went to the bathroom at this moment.

The camera lights up again.

Sheng Yuan jumped over the hurdle again.

Then there was a burst of flattery.

“Awesome!”

“Handsome!”

“…”

Following the precedent started by Zhao Cheng, several young masters followed suit and even whistled a few times. It really felt that Sheng Yuan, who was riding a horse, looked glowing.

No matter how many times they cross the same obstacle, they are always amazed and never get tired of it.

Jiang Mingxin was really numb: "..."

I almost couldn't sit still and was about to rush up to tell them to shut up, but was stopped by the two assistant directors beside me.

A voice came from the intercom: "Sheng Yuan, come again."

The girl frowned slightly.

I was called to stop once, and then I was called to stop a second time...

What a waste of time.

It will delay her time to finish the show.

…

The camera shooting indicator light comes on again for the second time.

Sheng Yuan is actually close to the finish line.

The finish line was right where the parasol was located where Zhao Cheng and others were.

Zhao Cheng, whose eyes had been fixed on Sheng Yuan, suddenly felt that Sheng Yuan's aura had changed a little, becoming a little cold.

But there didn't seem to be any noticeable change in the girl's expression.

His illusion?

…

The girl in pure black, with her slender hands tensed, gripped the reins and jumped again, with the same posture, calmness and no pressure at all.

Jiang Mingxin had been mentally prepared to hear another sudden interruption, but this time he heard nothing, not a single word, it was very quiet.

Because the voice that Zhao Cheng and others were about to shout out was stuck in their throats.

Jiang Mingxin was surprised: "???"

He was sitting in front of the camera screen and was the one who saw the picture most clearly. He saw that when Sheng Yuan landed, he seemed to look to the side, that is, in the direction of the group of young masters. He looked slightly to the side. At the same time, he was also cautious and noticed that those young masters were about to make trouble again and interrupt the crew's filming.

But they suddenly stopped halfway? ?

And this timing happened to be the moment when Sheng Yuan glanced sideways.

Jiang Mingxin's expression was stunned and a little confused.

“…”

Suddenly I had a ridiculous idea.

Could it be that it was the little girl from our crew who frightened those young men into shutting up with just one look?

However.

This thought flashed through Jiang Mingxin's mind for a moment before he rejected it.

…

Outside the racecourse.

Zhao Cheng and his companions simply - did not dare to move.

My whole body is stiff.

The person who was leisurely eating pastries kept his hands in the air and did not dare to move, while the person who took a sip of afternoon tea still had a sip in his mouth and forgot to swallow it.

A group of people froze in place as if a pause point had been pressed.

Even though Sheng Yuan had already ridden past them with an expressionless face, they seemed to still be stuck in that moment.

When the girl's clear almond-shaped eyes glanced over, her pupils were transparent and clean, like stars, but with a hint of coldness injected with hostility.

He looked at all of them coldly, as if they were dead objects.

The gleam in her beautiful eyes was an obvious warning.

The girl had a lively and delicate face, and her eyes were the kind that revealed a sense of innocence and harmlessness when she didn't show any expression. Logically speaking, such a look would not have any impact or lethality.

At least not for this group of young men and women, after all, who dares to look at them? But it is very strange.

They felt cold all over at that look.

(End of this chapter)