“This reporter," said Cebu Arts Lips, "please review the topic next time I write an interview, I always made it clear that I like to target people outside the circle. Well, that's the end of the topic, and I'm only going to answer the questions about shooting TV shows later. ”

Journalists aren't discouraged: "How can I believe you're not a hypocrite if you don't say who you are? ”

This time, the inn smile was not very friendly. Ignoring Wu Xue's move to pull her clothes behind her, he said: “What do I want you to believe? ”

The reporter's expression was a little awkward, and he changed his tone: “I mean your fans. ”

“Since when do you represent my fans," Cebu smiled, “my fans believe me, don't worry about it. ”

Other journalists were quiet as chickens, and recording equipment was taller than their faces.

After the interview, Wu Xue tried to make up for the dead sheep. Her artist closed his eyes and put on makeup. “Don't go, there's time, think about what you're having for dinner. ”

Usually, Wu Xue strictly manages her diet, and joining the crew is different. No matter what she makes up for when filming, she can lose several pounds every time she kills blue, and she doesn't know what magical physique it is.

Wu Xue dumped her phone: “You're getting better and better now. Has the reporter made a family meal? ”

“Didn't you recognize it?” Cebu Art, “that was the reporter who called me Mosaic and said I was walking away. ”

Wu Xue asked: “How could I recognize all the media at the time? By the way, how do you know it was him? ”

Cebu smiled: “Of course I checked it out. ”

… can be said to be very vengeful.

The makeup artist was helping her draw the eyeliner, and the phone on the dresser rang, and she struggled to open her eyes and look at the phone interface, and grabbed the makeup artist's hand quickly: "Sister, let me go back to the message, let's continue, shall we? ”

Because the journey is far away, it costs money to eat and stay back. Cebu Arts did not bring a makeup artist. The crew arranged for her to be an old makeup artist. Cebu Arts also asked her to help put on makeup when she used to work in Shanghai.

The makeup artist shrugged with a smile: "Whatever you want. ”

Sumitomo just wanted to reach out and get her phone. Ambrose moved faster than she did, and sent the phone to her first step.

She talked to the hawk last night until 12: 00, and now she doesn't talk much. She keeps asking him about the troops, she doesn't like the voice so much, she calls him directly - that's one of the reasons why she didn't sleep well last night.

The voice of the other party was low and low, the narrative was concise, and she listened to the smell.

Imagine itching, listening to the story, looking at the time, twelve o'clock, she asked, "Are you going to sleep?"

Then two sentences of grass were closed, and one good night was not spoken out in the throat.

Above the chat box is a message from Cebu Arts in the morning.

"" Wake up and go to work. "

Hawk: “Hmm. ”

Hmm???

Just one, huh?

She thought about it and took a picture in the mirror.

"“ I'm at work. [Picture] ”

Hawk: “Okay. ”

Chat… End.

Cebu flips his phone over his knees: "… make up. ”

The makeup artist gave her a faint look, with a slightly curly eyeliner on the back of her eyes and a very eye-catching pair.

She thought about it and thought no. When the makeup artist finished wearing lipstick, she picked up her phone, picked up a filter and took another one.

I was just about to send it over, and I sent a picture across the street.

On the picture, a man wears a white T-shirt, shorts, like running, and his front is a little wet.

His lips curled, followed by a phrase: "I just finished the exercise. ”

Cebu Yi replied with no end and no end: "Together? ”

Hawk: “Okay, wait for you to kill the green. ”

Cebu wanted to say that I said sports and what you said, probably not a type.

She swallowed her mouth, first saved the photo, then tightened her phone, a look scared of the cheap people around her.

The shooting couldn't wait. Cebu had to pity him and say "I'll be in touch." Put your phone away and continue makeup.

"I really like to give you makeup," said the makeup artist. "It looks good when the painting is broken. ”

“... no,” said Cebu Yi, "the painting is broken, Li Min can see it, will drive me back to redraw it. ”

The makeup artist Shinobu couldn't help but say: “I know, don't worry, I've discussed makeup with the writer before, it must be beautiful for you. ”

Before the last step of making up, the innkeeper went in and changed his clothes.

Her role in "The Dark Surge" was superior/prostitute, dedicated to serving a man with a right, named Hagi, who earned dark money by buying and selling information. Later, she met the male lead. It was a good meeting. The mistake was her low birth, and she had long missed the best years. In the end, the male lead and the innocent lead loved each other for the rest of her life, and she was found to have been shot dead while delivering the message to the male lead.

Her outfit was a blue and white cheongsam with a beautiful ink drop and a cluster of orchids at the bottom.

When I came out of the dressing room, even Wu Xue stumbled.

To accommodate the character, Xu Qian Lan's costume is a high-fork cheongsam, with the sides directly exposed to the thigh root, but the dorm art is not.

The cheongsam completely wrapped her figure. If the white calf on the side appeared hidden, her hands would be long and twisted, stacked in front of her waist, and she would have a good face. It was a famous lady who had just come out of the streets of the Republic.

“Okay," the screenwriter stood at the door sometime and saw her clearly in front of her, "it was... perfect. ”

He was very passionate about the script and has been walking around the set for a long time today.

Xu Qian Lan also happened to come out of the public makeup room. The screenwriter looked at her. This empty character he had originally objected to, but the strong demand from the investor, coupled with many people to persuade him to play a role, was not excessive. He thought about it and said yes.

Her face looked like it had just been filled and a little swollen, and the contrast between the two was like a diamond and a stone, with a clear gap.

The writer hurriedly retracted his gaze and said to Cebu Art: "Go and tell Guido Li about the play. ”

Li Min was scheduling the scene, met them and turned around and asked: "Have you seen the schedules? The first scene is yours. ”

“Yes,” said Cebu Arts, “no one in the first scene is rehearsing to the character. ”

Li Min said, "So you better behave yourself. This play is directly related to the way I'm filming all day today. ”

The first scene is the first shot, not the first shot on the air. The scene is Hagi walking from the room to the fence, underwriting a glance and snatching countless men's minds away.

Everything was ready and the inn stood in the room and took a few deep breaths.

The photographer in front of him sat on the mobile chair and laughed: "Relax, it's beautiful, just blink and the man goes with you. ”

Sumitsu smiled and blinked twice at the camera.

Li Min held a loudspeaker below and yelled at her: “Save the power first, don't put it out! ”

Five minutes later, the shooting officially begins.

With an action, Cebu's eyes converged, he picked up the fan on the table with his hands, raised his eyes for a moment, and the waves flowed.

She stood up gracefully and gently ticked her fingertips by her ears before walking out of the door.

By the outside fence, a lot of the cheongsam crowd shows are reasonably long. In fact, in the past, such prominent characters will not look good in the crowd shows, but Hakiki in this play, set to be the most attractive of the hundred flowers, Li Min and the deputy director discussed, think that Cebu Art can support that effect, deliberately look for relevant crowd performances.

Cebu art naturally lived up to expectations.

She walked to the railing, her body slowly down, sat on the railing, the cheongsam scored the curve, and the group at the bottom cooperated very well and raised her head at this time.

She picked one, first lifting her lips, then lifting the fan, leaning against her mouth and blocking the curvature.

With those curved eyes full of flair, it's not hard to imagine how glamorous the face behind the fan is.

Wu Xue looked at the actors surrounded by the camera, heartbeat, look, this is my Ace.

Others don't say it yet, just say Cheng An An, the whole face is already red.

“Cut!”

Li Min shouted, “Over! ”

When Cebu heard this, she got up quickly, although it was only on the second floor, but the railing was shorter, and it seemed like she would fall at any moment when she sat on it, which was very scary.

She held the railing and yelled down: "Wait for me, I'll go down and watch it play again. ”

She slowly walked down the stairs, stepped on the black low heels and walked to the lens, looking back at the playback.

She glanced twice and frowned: "Am I not handled here?” She pointed to her fingertips.

Li Min then followed suit. Indeed, the fingertips were a little stiff when Cebu Art provoked.

“Would it be better to get an orchid finger or something?” Cebu Art is talking to himself, "he said.“ Let's do it again. ”

After that, she turned around and went upstairs again.

Cheng An Anxious: “Ye Sister really... it's wonderful. ”

Li Min agreed: “Indeed. ”

This time, Cebu Arts was finally satisfied. The crowd was really hot together. After watching it, she hurried back a few steps and twitched her eardrops.

The eagle looked at it like this in the distance, and the little woman's expression was squeezing her earlobes, judging by the two of them as if they were in all kinds of style.

And then, as if she had something in mind, she ran up to the assistant and took the phone.

In less than two minutes, his phone rang.

Such a woman is irresistible.

He suddenly remembered yesterday in the car, and she said she liked Land Cruisers.

He was real and wanted to buy her a Land Cruiser.

The next scene had no part in Cebu Arts. She sat next to Li Min and watched the staff lay out the scene at leisure.

She couldn't help but look at her phone once every ten seconds, even though she knew the message would sound prompted.

As she was about to light up her phone screen again, suddenly a big hand appeared in front of her, covering her eyes gently and slowly, for fear of breaking her makeup.