Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

"Who are you?" In the dim forest, the young man looked at the girl sitting on the tree with a look of expression.

She wore a long white dress only in a costume drama, with a large hem and a pink pattern on it. I don't know if it is an illusion. There is golden light flowing on the pattern.

Waist is very thin, wrapped in a pink brocade belt. The black hair was also tied with a pink ribbon and dropped to the waist.

"Yes ... did you save me?" Horch rubbed his head and sat up, looking around. "Which crew are you from? Are you shooting nearby?"

The girl fluttered down from the tree to him, and Horch was startled: "You still take Via ..."

The other side didn't say a word, just looked at him curiously, his eyes full of inquiry.

"That ... did you save me?" Horch touched his face. "You ... don't know who I am?"

The girl shook her head, still staring at him with good eyes.

"I'm Horch." Horch also looked at the girl. She was beautiful and of good temperament. When did the entertainment industry have such a character? Moreover, she doesn't know herself yet ...

"Card!" The director roared. "After, next game!"

Shen Yijun stood up immediately: "It's hot! It's hot!"

Long song across the shoulder, she was all sweaty. The assistants and the makeup artist rushed up to make up for the small electric fan while the director said to the associate director with satisfaction.

"Not bad right?"

The associate director was pleased: "Yeah, it's much better than we expected."

The two of them were directly decided by a film actress, Fiji, and one was plugged in from the background. They didn't even use the audition. They only knew that their faces were beautiful, and they just made a name. None of them came from science class, and the director had no hope of their acting skills.

The result was a surprise. Although the acting skills are still a little young, it is definitely a material.

"Alright? Let's move on to the next one!" The director began to growl again.

The assistants and makeup artists spread out like birds and beasts.

Director: "Attention, go!"

"What's your name?" Horch stood up against the tree, moving his arms and legs strangely.

He fell from such a high cliff, and his legs and arms were obviously broken, but now ...

The girl's eyes looked at him brilliantly, as if there was a misty lake inside. Horch shuddered, "Can't you tell me your name?"

"My name is 啾啾." The girl spoke suddenly.

The sound was soft, like sugar.

Horch was about to say something, and suddenly there was a voice in the distance.

"Hosh ~~~~ Where are you Hosh!"

The girl seemed startled and took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid! It's my friend who came to me." Horch shouted in the direction of his voice. "I'm here!"

Then he turned around and found that the girl was missing.

"What about people?" He hurriedly looked for, "Well?"

Long song yawned and leaned on the car, Qiao Mei was mumbling with Wang Jingjing on her mobile phone. It is now more than ten in the evening, and the director is very dedicated to filming all her costumes.

It's not right, there is one scene left, which is with the male second.

"Fortunately, Teacher Zeng is not present, or I have to go to 12 o'clock today." Sister Qiao hung up and yawned, "Tired, go back to the bath and hurry to sleep."

Coincidentally, the second male of this play was Zeng Quan, but he was still filming other shows in the past two days, and it will take some time to join the group.

"Is it coming soon?" Changge closed her eyes. The last time she played the second girl, she was not so tired.

Sister Qiao pressed her waist: "We have made two more turns, what if we have paparazzi?"

When she returned to the house of NTU, the reporters didn't know it.

Qiao Mei took her to the door of the villa, and the thief reminded her when she got out of the car: "Don't make it too late, go to bed early!"

"..." Long Song slanted her, "We are evidenced."

Qiao Mei: It's amazing to have a certificate!

Changge came to the doorstep with a great look, and opened it before he could lock the door with his fingerprint.

"Little nine." A cold, warm voice came into her ears, and Mingxi looked at her with an apron.

Changge slammed into the man's arms, and Qiao Mei, who had not had time to close the door, covered her eyes and let the driver drive quickly.

"Are you cooking?" Mingxi took him into the room and changed her slippers. The long song was like a koala bear holding on to someone, and his head arched.

Mingxi hugged her like a child: "I made seafood noodles for you. Do you want to eat them?"

"Eat!" Mingxi yawned again, leaning against Mingxi's neck with tears in her eyes, "I was so tired of being a starring, I regret it."

"Not wanting to act?" Mingxi smiled. "That's right, the godmother will be very happy."

Long song jumped from him: "Cut! I mean, it's a bit uncomfortable to be the first time to star."

"Well, don't eat, take a bath and go to bed early?" Mingxi rubbed her head. "Eat tomorrow morning."

"No!" Changge looked firm, "I can do it, I can still eat it!"

Mingxi chuckled and said, "Then change clothes first. I'll cook the noodles, just a few minutes."

Wait for Changge to change clothes and go downstairs, a plate of fragrant seafood pasta is already on the table, and there are two side dishes next to it.

"Aren't you eating?" She took a chopstick and took a sip before sitting down.

"I ate it tonight." Mingxi patted her head and brought another glass of juice over.

The fragrance of Changge's food was almost at the bottom. Then I have time to speak: "Do you know Liang Yun?"

"The second girl in your play?" Mingxi didn't know it. She checked Dudu a few days ago.

Chang Ge eh nodded and told him about Liang Yun's weirdness on the set: "Did you say she was stupid? Now the director is not impressed by her."

"She didn't do anything else?" Mingxi's eyes froze. "Don't let her bully you."

After singing the pasta, Changge drank a big sip of juice: "You don't know me yet? It's no wonder you can let others bully me."

This is ... Mingxi thought of the great achievements of Changge in school.

But in places like entertainment, there are too many pickled things ...

"You have to be careful that she can't come out secretly."

Long song blinked: "Hong Kong Zhen, I used to listen to my mom and uncle talking about how gloomy the entertainment industry is. Now I can finally practice it, and I'm still a little excited."

"You!" Mingxi poked her head. "Anyway, if you find something wrong, immediately tell Qiao Mei, or call your uncle directly, don't think you can handle it. It's too late if something happens."

"Yes, yes! I see." Changge stood up and ran upstairs, "I'll take a shower!"

Mingxi shook his head. I didn't feel so wayward when I was a kid. How can I be more naughty than when I was a kid ...

In another villa, the windows of the patio were open, and the man roared in the bedroom.

"Are you wandering?" The man was dissatisfied and slammed hard.

Liang Yun screamed a few times, flatteringly, raising her waist: "It's Zong Yan, you are too great today!"

"Oh!" The man rolled over and lit a cigarette.

Liang Yun hurried to his arms and said, "Okay, you're going to visit me tomorrow!"

"Last time I gave you a visit to the class, it turned out that those silly fans said that I was going to marry you." The man spit his eyes, "How is your team planning to hype this time?"

"What!" Liang Yun was startled. "It was all talked by paparazzi and fans, I ..."

Zong Yan glanced at her: "Don't treat Laozi as a fool? Who knows a lot about the operations of your entertainment circle, and some things will work once, if more ..."

He smiled and reached under the sheet: "I don't care, but my mother will not be happy. I won't be able to control him when he comes to you."

"Aunt ... what did she ask me for?" Liang Yun sank, asking carefully.

"Fall a cheque on your face and ask you to stay away from her son." Zong Yan pressed the cigarette down and said, "Please tell me to seduce my son's little **** again."

Liang Yun: "..."

She was ashamed. When Zong Yan chased her, she sent jewelry and a car, and gave her an apartment on her birthday. She hung for more than half a year, and Zong Yan chased after him.

Even her friends say that Master Zong is different to her. She even thought that she might one day marry into a wealthy man and be a well-known Mrs. Zong, but the man just said those words ...

"What do you want?" The man was dissatisfied. "You move up."

However, her flattering all night was not wasted, Zong Yan was willing to get her to the crew early in the morning. On the way, Liang Yun asked Madoka to buy it earlier. After arriving at the studio, everyone saw that Zong Yan had a different attitude. Even the director came to say hello.

"Zong Yan invites everyone to have breakfast!" Liang Yun's pretty face smiled and let the assistant hang on.

Thank you in a hurry, the director warmly asked Zong Yan to sit in his chair.

"Will Zong Shao watch Teacher Liang film?"

Zong Yanxing was lacking, but when he saw someone coming down from a nanny's car, he suddenly changed his mind: "Okay! Let's start now."

"Long song!" The director shouted, "Are you ready, let's shoot you and Teacher Liang first."

Long song froze, and Qiao Mei whispered, "Isn't that about shooting you and Shen Yijun first ..."

"It's okay, anyway ..." She wanted to say that she had memorized her lines anyway, and Shen Yijun suddenly stood up.

"It wasn't written like this on the director's notice!" He shook his notebook. "The first scene today was me and the long song. . "

Long song: That's good! Continue nagging.

The director was embarrassed and looked at Zong Yan, who didn't know what he was looking at with a smile. He hurriedly said, "It's just a scene, first take a long song and Teacher Liang, it's over in half an hour!"

"That's what you said!" Shen Yijun looked at Liang Yun with an uneasy look. "Mr. Liang, you have to give it a try and fight for it."

Liang Yun's face was all black, and she couldn't help but go back: "You should say that to Changge!"

"That's not necessary!" Shen Yijun smiled timidly, "I'm still assured of the performance of the long song."

The director's face was also dark, and he yelled at him: "Are you still assured? Should you guide me? Are you able to recite your lines?"