Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    The scene went by surprisingly fast.

    "It's hard work!" The last major scene was solved perfectly, and Bei Hai's tone was rarely relaxed, "Get up from the water, don't catch a cold - is the **** tea ready?"

    The last sentence Bei Hai turned his head and asked the assistant director next to him, but he didn't see Song Jianzhi, who was about to get up from the water, suddenly fell down, fell on Ming Xu, and gently He gasped a few times.

    The hand still on Mingxu's shoulder tightened like a curled petal, she begged for mercy, and hummed like a cat pinched at the back of her neck:

    "So many people."

    Ming Xu squinted his eyes slightly, his face was still slightly red with the smell of alcohol, he smiled softly, and said, "Now you know more people?"

    "Where did the cat's paws go, eh?"

    Song Jianzhi raised the corners of her lips and looked around, but didn't answer.

    Ming Xu held her waist, and used the hand that was making trouble underwater to "educate" the people on her body twice, Song Jianzhi then admitted the cowardice and whispered:

    "I'm not too bad, oops."

    She snorted twice, a little proud, "Just improvise, you see how satisfied the director is."

    In the soft voice, there is a bit of hatred for iron.

     Mingxu saw that her tail was about to go up to the sky, like a cat that stole canned food, and was grabbed by the neck after only two licks, she was quite satisfied.

    It's so cute, I want to touch it.

    The staff over there came over with blankets, "Two teachers wipe their bodies."

    Ming Xu didn't do anything else, the water was too cold, it would be better if he got sick, his health is important.

    Mingxu let go of his hands, Song Jianzhi saw that the shackles on his waist disappeared, so he supported Mingxu's shoulders and got up, stepped on the steps in the water, and put on a blanket.

    Ming Xu also went ashore, the water fell from the tip of her hair and hit the ground, she slowly wiped it with a blanket, and said casually:

    "You're right."

    "Huh?" Song Jianzhi crooked his head.

    "Dedicate yourself to art." Mingxu smiled slightly, "When acting with other people in the future—"

    She didn't say any more, Song saw that Zhizhi's wet hair was about to explode, and he whispered, "No!"

    "Only me." She emphasized.

    Ming Xu took a towel, stood at her side and wiped her hair, deliberately teasing her: "Why is Song Xiaozhi so domineering?"

    Humph.

    It's so overbearing.

    Domineering still likes me.

    Song Jianzhi didn't answer, but the corners of her lips raised, and she was secretly amused.

    Oda has been dutifully filming the footage of the set that Hu Fan asked for, and of course he didn't miss it here.

    The other camera assistant is also a young man. He is not busy now and is playing with his mobile phone. Seeing that Oda is almost shooting, he bumped his shoulder and asked:

     "Did Hu Lao tell you when to use these materials?"

    Oda touched the back of his head and said, "It's too early to say it's for publicity later."

    "The fans who visited the class today posted a blog, you go and ask Mr. Hu if he wants to cooperate with Bo, be positive."

    Have they found out that Idol's Weibo has something to do with stir-frying cp?

    Oda was at a loss, and leaned in front of his colleague's phone to see—

    Oh, the relationship is really big.

    It's all trending.

    In the afternoon when they were concentrating on filming, these super-action fan girls have quickly made pictures and posted the live tour of the class. Posted some pictures in a positive way.

    Praise the idol company for being very comprehensive, praise the idol for being super hard and serious in filming, it’s not easy, praising the real sister is more beautiful and kind than the photos, in short, I praised everything I could.

    But the hotly searched Weibo is not # Mingxu Fans Visit Class#, but #不信不成官CP#.

    At first glance, the official wording of a few words was thought to be a hot search bought by the crew.

    I clicked it and found that it was posted by Mingxu's fans. This time it was Fantou's private account.

      ! I will buy a safe to lock this book, it will be the heirloom of my old Song family in the future #dogtou

    On behalf of myself, I declare that the two of them are locked up, and the old universe will burst. It must be #不信不成官cp#, striving to be the CP girl who eats official food

    A small video is attached to Weibo. In the small video, Mingxu is holding Song Jianzhi's hand and leading her to write something. Both of them are wearing costumes. Pretty similar.

    The blogger in the comment area below released a photo of the signature, the book has been wrapped in a transparent bag, and there is a screenshot of the safe placed on Taobao: the safe is on the way, first simple protection get up #doghead

    "How can it be enough to announce the official cp on behalf of the individual!! Bring me one!! (broken voice

    There are thousands of replies in this post, and they are basically "+1"

    "Although everyone who went there has a TO sign, we still cried sour woo woo woo #lemon essence"

    "Beautiful sister, can I go to your house to see the holy relic#dog head"

    "Before clicking on the video: Sun Li girl will never admit defeat! After clicking on the video: My parents, my grandparents, I'm sorry for the family beliefs, I want to apostate to the sweet love of my beautiful sisters #suddenly excited "

    "The business is so skillful, Keke, it's deliberate when you go with fans"

    "The homepage of the blogger also has a vlog of the class, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, the two of them are beautiful, please go to awsl"

    The visiting class vlog was just released. It is estimated that it was just after the end of the later stage.

    He remembered his colleague's suggestion, so he didn't care about the cp, so he hurriedly chased after him and said, "Elder Hu, there is one thing!"

    Hu Fan stopped, "What's wrong?"

    Oda explained the matter, and finally asked a little excitedly: "Should we choose one of these tidbits to send first?"

    Hu Fan said he was a screenwriter, but because of his qualifications and a good relationship with the director, Oda didn't respond for a while, and it was not his responsibility.

    Hu Fan said to Bei Hai beside him, "What do you think?"

    Bei Hai thought for a while, "Choose a Xiu Xiu to go up, and the crew will keep the exposure properly, there is no harm." He glanced at the young man in front of him, "You have a very flexible mind, not bad."

    "Okay." Oda got a compliment from the big director, watched the two big bosses go away, came back and slapped his colleague on the shoulder excitedly, "Good brother! It's a brother, come and fix the film together. !"

    "Fix it yourself!"

    "Wait!" Oda rubbed his hands violently, seeing that the main actor also got in the car and left, no need to continue shooting, and immediately took out the memory card of the camera and went to the computer.

    The crew thoughtfully set up a tent and asked them to change out of their wet clothes. Song Jianzhi and Mingxu simply took off the hair caps of the ancient costumes, and then drove back together.

    Ming Xu checked the news and said, "Xi Duo has arrived, go back and have a meal with the director and the others."

    Cedor.

    Song Jianzhi whispered, "Her name is very nice."

    It's very affectionate.

    Ming Xu didn't know if he heard something wrong, and showed a subtle expression, "Well...there is another way of saying her name."

    Song Jianzhi looked at her inquiringly.

    "This, let her tell you in the future." Mingxu leaned closer, "Song Xiaozhi, what are you thinking about?"

    Song Jianzhi said righteously, "I didn't think of anything."

    "You women just love to think too much and are suspicious." Mingxu said suddenly.

    Huh?

    A little familiar.

    Because of her guilty conscience, she didn't dare to make a sound, and she didn't remember until she was about to get out of the car—

    Isn’t this sentence from Mingxu last time?

    This woman is really good at holding grudges, woo woo woo.

    The two returned to the room to clean up before going downstairs to have a dinner together, and they entered the banquet hall together. Mingxu asked Song Jianzhi to go in first, and he followed behind.

    Song Jianzhi thought that she had to take a natural glance after she came in before she could find Zhao Xiduo, but the beauty always stood out in the crowd. It fell on Zhao Xiduo.

     Xu Shi heard the door open, they stopped talking and looked over.

    Zhao Xiduo is very beautiful, more beautiful than the photos Song Jianzhi saw on her Weibo.

    This kind of beauty is not the visual impact brought by photos or hard photos, not the perfect face without any flaws, but the delicate facial features and aura of the slap face.

    Everyone said she was a nerd, but I was not dumb at all. Instead, she was like a black-eyed sparrow, petite, agile, and very beautiful.

    Song Jianzhi suddenly remembered a comment she often saw on her Weibo: Every time I read the soft fairy heroine in Jinjiang, it was similar to Zhao Xiduo's love fanfiction #doghead

    Seeing the real person now, Song Jianzhi has the urge to go back and add praise.

    The little fairy smiled, "Mingxu, long time no see!" Then she turned to Song Jianzhi and said:

    "Is this a red carp? Oops, it's so good for you to stand together!"

    Sometimes a woman's friendship is really simple.

    What is intimacy, what Mingxu knows about other people's itinerary, is there any problem?

    Everyone is a friend, Mingxu is such a considerate person, is it wrong to care about his friends?

    No.

    She is still such a beautiful, good-looking, sweet-mouthed, and talkative little fairy.

    Song Jianzhi asked himself, and he couldn't help but be friends with others.

    —so she couldn't bear it at all.

    There were two vacancies on the table, Song Jianzhi sat down next to Zhao Xiduo naturally, raised the corners of his lips and said:

    "Hello Xi Duo, my name is Song Jianzhi."

    Ming Xu pulled out the chair for a while, then glanced at Song Jianzhi before sitting down as usual.

    "Hello, hello." Although Zhao Xiduo looks sweet and soft, she speaks sassily, "I was just swiping your Weibo."

    "Huh? What Weibo?"

    Song Jianzhi didn't expect this to be the first topic. She filmed a scene all afternoon, and when she came back, she was busy taking a shower and changing clothes, and she didn't have time to look at her phone.

    "It should be a popular search for fans visiting the class." Mingxu interjected.

    "Yes." Zhao Xiduo nodded, "It was posted by fans visiting the class, you are too beautiful."

    Song Jianzhi thought about it for a while and guessed what the video was.

    She rolled her eyes and gave Mingxu an angry look.

    Ming Xu was unmoved, and even continued to chat with Zhao Xiduo indifferently, "We usually get along like this, not on purpose."

    Song Jianzhi: ?

    You are!

    Zhao Xiduo thought for two seconds and said, "Why do I think this sentence is more beautiful?"

    Hu Fan on the other end took a sip of wine and said happily: "Come, eat first, you two pay attention to drinking soup to drive away the cold."

    Yangliu turned the plate a half circle, and the milky white fish soup stopped right in front of the two of them, "It's still hot, just come up, try it."

    They also drank some **** tea in the car before, but the old man was kind, and Mingxu responded and stood up and poured the soup.

    She took two spoons and was about to hand the bowl to Song Jianzhi first, but Zhao Xiduo picked up Song Jianzhi's porcelain bowl and stood up.

    Under everyone's eyes, Zhao Xiduo took the porcelain spoon in Ming Xu's hand, filled Song Jianzhi with fish soup, and carefully avoided the **** slices.

    She was extra gentle, "Come on, eat quickly."

    Song Jianzhi looked at the fish soup in front of her, a little dazed and flattered.

    "Thanks...Thanks Chido."

    For a while, for some reason, no one spoke in the hall, and it was eerily quiet.

    The author has something to say:

    To divide the fish soup (no red carp in the soup