Chapter 593: Drunk after speaking

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She turned, drank, and drank. The expression seemed to be enjoyment, but also aftertaste, more like something, maybe she didn't even know it.
Jin Dao stared at the camera from time to time, whispering to the cameraman on the side
These shots must be taken well, close-up shots, all of them are close-up shots, one can not be lost, such a full of emotions, such beautiful body movements, he feels only when the morning is full.
No, it may be better, more beautiful, and more entertaining.
This rejoicing is simply a miracle, and what kind of miracle she can create, he will wait and see.
Yan Huan poured herself a glass again, and there was no expression on her face, but all the emotions were between the pair of pupils, and on her limbs, she was walking, turning, turning. With.
Then, the man fell down.
Qi Haolin quickly reacted and reached out to support her, lest she break the blood from the broken head, how to shoot the following drama, but there is no such thing in the script.
The cool morning on one side also shouted. She came over and squatted down in front of Yan Huan, reaching out to pat her face.
"How dizzy?"
"Not dizzy."
Qi Haolin was just crying and laughing, "She is drunk."
When he was drunk, Lianghuan slapped Yan Huan's face again. Sure enough, he could smell a real wine smell from Yan Huan's body. Such a big wine smell was obviously drunk.
"You give her wine to drink?"
Liang Chen asked the staff on the side. "Can't you drink water? Why do you have to drink?"
"I contributed," Zhou Zizhe's blush on one side had a thick neck and red neck. "Yan Huan has always said that it is true and true, so I thought, then this wine should also be real, so I kept it for a long time. Take it out."
"As a result, I did not expect it," he pointed to Huanhuan, "drinking her drunk."
Liang Chenqu raised his fingers and tapped his temple. It was only for people to send Yan Huan aside first, and then they would take other shots. They can’t spare all this time.
And when Yan Huan woke up, it was all in the afternoon.
"I'm hungry," she sat up, absolutely awake by hunger.
Rowling came in and put a lunch box in front of her, "eat it."
"Thank you," Yan Huan hugged the lunch box and ate it.
"Oh, what's wrong with me?" Her head was a little dizzy, not too comfortable.
"Zhou Zizhe replaced the water in the pot with wine, and you got drunk."
Yan Huan continued to eat, and she knew that her alcohol was not very good, and she was almost drunk as soon as she drank, but fortunately, the wine was good, and she slept after drinking too much.
"What time is it?" she asked Rowling, not knowing if there was time in the afternoon, and then took a few shots in an effort to catch up with these positives recently, and it was only time for post-production.
"It's almost three o'clock," Rowling sat down. "Let's take a rest today. They are shooting other things, and there is no show for you. "
"Okay," Yan Huan finished her lunch, and then lay down again, pulled up the quilt and went to sleep. It really said that she sleeps and sleeps. For Yan Huan's super sleep ability, Rowling can only go to A service word.
When most people want to sleep, it may take a long time to brew, but Yan Huan doesn’t need it at all. She can fall asleep on the pillow, but she doesn’t know that when Yan Huan was just born again, the most I’m afraid of seeing the dark
So she keeps adding work to herself, just to sleep less, just to have fewer nightmares. After several years have passed, she has gradually forgotten the past, so that she can sleep well, and then do not want to do other things.
And that night, Yan Huan almost didn't wake up, and it was early in the morning when he opened his eyes, and he also relieved the remaining alcohol.
I no longer need to paint the makeup for nearly four hours today, so I don’t have to climb up early to find Yueran. If today goes well, then she will have no drama here and she can finish the film.
Five months, it was really not easy. They took pictures while taking pictures in the field. They have been to snow mountains, waterfalls, and truly original forests. This movie really devoted all of Yan Huan's efforts in it. If not, Yan Huan would hit the wall directly.
Next is the scene from the last scene, and this time people can't hold real wine in this hip flask, but this is someone else's glass of wine, and they don't know how hard Yanhuan drink, maybe she doesn't even know it herself.
It was also because I didn’t know that, so I took a very dramatic shot. Of course, Yan Huan still doesn’t know it. They have watched these shots in the early morning, and they are all satisfied with it, so it’s the final decision. To add to the film, but the time of a film must be limited, and may need to be edited a lot in the end, but I don’t know how much to delete after adding this, and the trade-off is a bit difficult. Get started.
Xiaobai took the cup in her hand, I was afraid that her fingers were very long and beautiful, just like her eyes. At that time, they were all with glazed crystal luster, but at this time they were bright red gems, and her fingers It looks like jade, so it is slightly curved, are held above the cup, and the other fingers fall naturally.
She put the glass on top of the prince's head, and then poured the wine in the glass on his head. Under this thin stream of water, the wine in the room was strong, but now no one dare to say that he This is a candle night in the cave.
There are no caves or candles, only a room of hatred and hatred.
The prince's face was gray, and besides being humiliated, he found that he could do nothing. His hands and feet could not be moved, just like a pile of fish, which was slaughtered.
"Are you afraid?" Xiaobai squatted down and extended his hand to pat the face of Lord Qin lightly. "Are you thinking, your three thousand iron rides, your three thousand elite soldiers, can't get a blind man, Is there another injured man?"
The cold sweat on Lord Qin's forehead fell like this one by one.
"Your three thousand iron cavalry..." Xiao Bai poured another glass and put it on her lips, but she didn't drink it, but with a bang, she smashed the cup the ground, and the cup It was also smashed instantly.
She crouched down again, and the very gorgeous red lips portrayed were cruel.
"They are all dead, and one doesn't stay."