Chapter 127: He scolded her

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"It's okay," Yan Huan took another sip of water. "That's right," she said casually. "I heard someone talking about your bad things just now."
"Who, what am I saying is broken?" Yi Ling opened a bottle of water himself and drank with Yan Huan.
"I heard..." Yan Huan said slowly and slowly.
"I heard someone saying that you have flat chest and no womanlike appearance. You said that you must be a man in your previous life. Even if you put on a skirt, it doesn't look like a woman. It's a rough guy.
With a snap, Ealing threw the bottle in his hand on the ground, "You tell me, what is this talking about? My chest is uneven, he is a bird, am I a man or a woman, do you have anything to do with him? Do you want to be beaten?"
"I heard others call him Ding Ming," Yan Huan said lightly, then she reached out and patted Yi Ling's shoulder lightly.
"Yi, such a man, we can't want it."
"The ghost wants him, huh..." Yiling almost spit on the ground. "Even if Yiling is old, he will never find such a man as an old girl."
"Um, still a little white face," Yan Huan added again.
Yiling immediately grinned as soon as he heard the words Xiaobai.
"I also saw him pointing with orchids," Yan Huan made up again.
Yi Ling touched his arm, paralyzed, even a small white face, even orchid finger, dead shemale, mother gun, disgusting.
Yan Huan gently turned the water bottle in her hand, and her eyes fell on a man not far away. She was accidentally encountered here, and this Ding Ming wanted to get close to Yiling in her life. It's only after she talks.
"Yan Huan, started," Jin Dao was already calling her.
"I'm here," Yan Huan put the bottle in her hand into Yi Ling's hand, and she came over. This scene was to shoot Weiya, and the chance of her fairy tale drama Weiya was very high.
"You don't need a stand-in?"
Jin Dao asked unbelievably, "Yan Huan, are you sure you can do it without a substitute?"
"Yeah, it's okay," Yan Huan waved his little fist with a bright smile. "Director, have you forgotten? I used to be a stand-in, and it's the role of hanging Waia, I totally You can come by yourself, of course, I can also hang for others, but pay
Gold guide "..."
However, if there are really actors who can shoot Waia directly, and there is no need to stand in for the play, then I don’t know how much time is saved for the crew, and there are things.
Yan Huan made a gesture, and in an instant, she was suspended above a dozen meters high.
The script says that it is time to do a lower waist action, so this kind of drama is usually done by a professional stand-in. After all, this lower waist cannot be bent by everyone, of course, not every What an actor can do.
When Yan Huan finished the scene with ease, almost all of them can be said to make each director have a headache. Almost everyone on the scene made a booing sound.
This waist is really too soft, this little actor is amazing.
Unexpectedly, I really picked up a treasure. Jin Dao wiped the sweat on his face. Even just now he was taken aback. If so, I was afraid that it would be shaped by Yan Huan. Qingyao beyond.
When Yan Huan's feet stepped on the ground, there was nothing wrong with her except for some sweat on her forehead.
The makeup artist hurried over to help her make up, and then Yan Huan was hung up again. Next, in addition to two places she was called by the director to stop and need to be retaken, the other one-off pass.
After Yan Huan filmed the scene, she actually laughed bitterly. She hanged up and hanged down. She was about to vomit, and now her legs were soft.
"Miss Xia, hello, I am your fan, can you sign me a name?"
Suddenly, a figure was blocked in front of Yan Huan, and when he saw the face, Yan Huan was slapped in the face.
Ding Ming, he still has a face in front of her?
"Sorry," she smiled, "I'm also a newcomer," this sentence is directly worse than Ding Ming choked to death, but, Ding Ming is also a little puzzled, such a good acting How could it be a newcomer, and the female No. 2 in the play, no matter how, it needs some fame. After all, the female No. 1 is coming in the cool morning.
In Liangchen, he was not allowed to approach him at all, and he had to come over to hit the female number two, but after touching a hard nail in Liangchen, he touched another soft nail, and he touched himself The nose is more and more embarrassing.
It's just that he frowned, what's wrong, he would feel like he hated him?
I must have been wrong. Yes, I must have thought too much. He comforted himself so much that he had never seen words before. Since I haven’t seen it, of course it’s impossible to offend others, so how could they hate him, although he is average, but it’s not an ugly, angry person, and everyone is a company, He was also considered to be her teacher's brother, right, and he is now regretting that he didn't come with the company's car and lost some good opportunities. For example, if he was familiar with it earlier, he shouldn't be so embarrassed.
"What's wrong, what did the man tell you?" Yi Ling quickly pulled Yanhuan chicken behind his wings, just like Yanhuan would be taken away.
Yan Huan extended his finger and pointed to Yi Ling's chest.
"He said your chest is flat."
The green bars on Yi Ling's forehead jumped up.
Paralyzed, she endured.
And then, every time, Yan Huanbu will mention Ding Ming’s name in front of Yi Ling. She understands that within a set, she can’t stop Ding Ming from approaching her and Yi Ling, and she is not powerful yet. Then, to the point of killing someone, then she welcomes the person to see if she will kick him.
Xunxian’s file-sharing is very special. It was broadcasted while shooting. It was broadcasted earlier than Qingqiu Lock, and this drama is actually hanging on everyone’s taste. After all, it has been prepared for three years. His masterpiece is now a time of great drama, and Xunxian broadcasts at this time, which absolutely occupies the perfect combination of time and place.
And the time of Xunxian broadcast is also the golden time of 9 o'clock of major TV stations, and it is also updated simultaneously with the Internet at the same time.