Chapter 509: If you want to eat hot pot on snowy days, the guest will be in the snow
After watching the replay on the monitor, I confirmed that this filming was not bad. The director looked at the snow that was getting heavier outside, so he swallowed the words "protect another one".
Wave your hand and chase people decisively, "You can go back after work. By the way," Seeing Jiang Hanying get up and leaving, the director stopped her, "Look at the snow tonight. If it is big and deep enough, I plan to advance the scene of your self-immolation. The ready-made snow is not in vain. You are ready."
Jiang Hanying nodded at him and compared it with an "OK" gesture.
She is familiar with this part.
This was the one I was in the audition. I had practiced it once before after reading the script. Now I can be photographed. Looking forward to it!
The snow was still falling on the way back to the hotel.
From the beginning, it was just a salt-sized snowflake, and it had become pieces.
The carriage was a little hot, so Jiang Hanying lowered the window, watching the snowflakes floated in from the window and fell on her hands, and melted into water in a moment.
Pei Yuan turned her head and saw that she was having a lot of fun playing with snow. She couldn't help but think that the traces she had hidden during filming were accidentally exposed by these little things.
There is no secret at all in the crew, and sometimes even if it doesn’t, it can be created for you.
I don't know how many people saw it at that time, or could guess what they could hear when the director told the makeup artist.
What kind of speculation will it cause now?
The studio’s rumor refutation is that this time it really doesn’t matter to Sister Hanying’s frequent situation!
As I was thinking, a sound came from my ears: "I want to eat hot pot on snowy days!"
Pei Yuan raised her eyes and looked at her eyes that seemed to be untroubled by anyone or anything at all. She nodded subconsciously, "Would you go out to eat, or order takeout to go back to the hotel?"
After a pause, "But this kind of snowy Knight delivery should be slower."
"Then go out to eat, find a hot pot restaurant closer to the hotel, and let's walk back."
"Okay." Pei Yuan took out her phone and searched it quickly.
Be close to you, you have to have a high score, "Well, it's spicy, hot pot city!"
Jiang Hanying nodded, "That's this." After a pause, "Why do I think this name is a bit familiar?"
Yi Zhuo turned his head from the passenger seat and looked over, "Sister, you are saving me in the hot pot city of spicy haha."
"I'm saying."
Pei Yuan looked at the two of them: "Then, I'll change one?"
"No, this is enough. His hot pot is quite delicious."
OK.
It can be seen that Sister Hanying doesn't care about the rumors on the Internet at all. She only cares if the hot pot is delicious!
At the hotel, Jiang Hanying went back to the dressing room to remove makeup and hair. After that, she thought that eating hot pot would make her sweat, so she simply asked Pei Yuan, who came back to the room to put things, to wipe the foundation applied below her neck and up her chest, so as not to feel sticky and uncomfortable after sweating.
The foundation was removed, and the traces that had been covered for the day were immediately revealed, with some signs of deepening.
Although it was not the first time I saw it, Pei Yuan couldn't help but blush.
Jiang Hanying looked in the mirror without much care, pulled the zipper of her shirt, got up and couldn't wait to go out, "Let's go, get the hot pot!"
I just got on the elevator when I got to the elevator, "Wait!"
One hand blocked the half-closed elevator door.
Soon after two more figures entered the elevator.
As a strong smell of men's perfume hits his nose, Jiang Hanying pinched her nose through the mask and turned her head and sneezes, looking at the visitor.
A perfect surprise flashed across Gao Haoqian's face, "What a coincidence, is Hanying ready to go out for dinner?"
Jiang Hanying nodded perfunctorily.
Pei Yuan frowned slightly and called Hanying, "Are we Sister Hanying very familiar with you?" However, thinking of the other party's qualifications in the circle and its firm position in the second line, I still hid this dissatisfaction.
Gao Haoqian saw that Jiang Hanying didn't look at him, so he suppressed his anger and continued, "Is Hanying going out for dinner? I just came to Queshan and I don't know which restaurant nearby is delicious. Why don't we just put together a table and I'll treat you!"
If this is another person, even if it is Gu Wang or Wen Song, he will take the initiative to treat guests without having to spend money on his own, Jiang Hanying nodded decisively.
But even though you don’t have to spend money on your own, it’s easy to get disgusted! "I don't want to eat with you." The atmosphere in the elevator instantly condensed.
Pei Yuan couldn't help but look up at Gao Haoqian's face. It was as gloomy as it happened.
"Uh, sorry, Teacher Gao, we Sister Hanying still like to eat by ourselves, so we are more comfortable!"
The elevator parked on the first floor. As the elevator door opened, looking at Gao Haoqian's recovered face, she hurriedly pulled someone away.
As for Yue Zhuo who was thrown aside, he would catch up with him.
Gao Haoqian looked at Jiang Hanying and the others running away with a dark face, and couldn't help but grit his teeth: "It's the second time!"
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He looked back at the assistant who was pretending to be deaf and blind behind him, and snorted coldly and stepped out of the elevator.
The assistant then let out a sigh and quickly chased after him. It has been a long time since he saw his artist being defeated. To be honest, he admired Jiang Hanying very much. This girl really dares to say it!
But both times I was slapped in shame, Brother Gao might really hold a grudge against this girl.
Think about Brother Gao’s methods again, alas, please be blessed!
The three people who went out first had already left the hotel gate and stepped on the creaking snow as they wished.
Jiang Hanying walked under the street light that had just been on and took a selfie for a few seconds. She first took a photo of the snow falling under the street light, and then she appeared in the camera. Pei Yuan said this was called Yunjing.
After checking, I thought it was pretty good, so I sent it to the cheap owner and gave it a message: [See, it’s snowing! 】
The last time she saw heavy snow, she was on Kunwu Mountain in Canglan Realm, accompanying her cheap owner to enter the Kunwu Secret Realm.
Snow falls on Kunwu Mountain all year round, and the world is covered with whiteness. When I pass by the sword, countless snow waves collapse like mountains and tsunamis. It is much more spectacular than the little snow in front of me!
But there is better than nothing!
Li Chengxiao was in Que's house now, and when he saw the news, he turned his head to look at the patio outside.
The snowflakes are quiet. They are talking in the hall, but they really don’t notice that it is already snowing outside.
At this time, all the snowflakes fell into the fish pond and disappeared in an instant.
The stone exposed on the pond was already white.
The others in the room also followed him to see his movements.
Que Zhiyun exclaimed, "It's snowing, and the weather forecast is not accurate."
Zhu Heng: "The celestial phenomena often change rapidly, and it is estimated that the snow should not be small."
"This snowing makes it difficult to walk on the mountain road..." Que Bingchen paused and looked at the thoughtful ancestor in the main position.
Ming Zhengyu nodded to him, "The mountain is closed with heavy snow. This is to provide another insurance for the stone fetus that is about to give birth. Unfortunately, it has been targeted by those who are interested. I don't know if this disaster can be avoided safely!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was suddenly knocked slowly.
Everyone sitting in the hall looked at each other, and Que Zhiyun, who was sitting in the last seat, stood up and said, "Who else will come over now when it snows heavily? I'll go and see." As he said that, he quickly walked to the gate and opened the door.
When I looked out, I saw a figure wearing an embroidered red mandala ink cheongsam, wearing a snow-colored cloak, holding an oil-paper umbrella with a black-bottomed red flower in the same color, standing in the wind and snow.
When she looked over, the oil-paper umbrella lifted up slightly, revealing a lotus face with a faint smile.
What a beautiful sister, but unfortunately she is a poisonous flower!