Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

After Song Jinping walked away, Zhang Hua divinely threw up. “Today's scene needs two dragon sets with better hands. I have found several for Song directors, but none of Song directors are satisfied. You said that most of the dragon sets are amateurs, even if they are professional, not many practitioners. Where can I find him a super kung fu...”

Ye Zheng sneered and laughed. It was really Song Jinping's style. He made TV dramas as if they were a movie. Every camera strives for perfection.

“Hey, Director Ye, if I don't tell you, I'll keep looking for someone! Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill Qing today...”

“Okay, you go get busy! ”

Today's shooting is near a dilapidated bridge.

By the time we got to the shooting site, the scene was cleared, but something seemed to have happened.

Chen is arguing with someone on the bridge.

Ye Qiang suddenly stopped after seeing who those people were...

Someone you know?

Well... I guess you're familiar...

On the bridge, a man dressed as a woman in a fancy dress lay on the ground like a bone, with a stretcher on the side, a man on the stretcher, and a sign beside him: "The husband is terminally ill, the kind man pays for medicine”.

Opposite is the Taoist warrior.

All three dressed up in shabby pieces, like beggars.

“I'm sorry, I'm a crew member. We need to get the view under the bridge later. There's no one nearby. Please excuse us for a moment! ”

“Almost the end of the month, we're going to hit the record, time is money ~ honey, right? ”

The people on the stretcher didn't even move, as if they could sleep in the middle of nowhere.

Two people, one obviously a man pretending to be a woman, and one obviously pretending to be sick, so you expect to get paid? Do you think everyone else is blind?

Chen's mouth seemed twitchy. Just because they wanted to blackmail money and didn't want to get involved with these people more, he asked: “How much money do you need to leave? ”

When the demonic man listened, he suddenly looked seriously: “Please show some respect, Miss, we only accept the legitimate income of labor, do not tarnish our personality! ”

Little Chen is full of black lines, "Are you guys sincerely messing around? ”

“If not, a gentleman loves to get rich, why don't this girl give you a little gossip? ”

The demonic man suddenly climbed up and shouted angrily at the Taoist's nose, "Shh! Damn Taoist, you're gonna have to steal business from me! ”

“Dead shemale, is this your home? ”

“Will you two stop arguing or not? ”

“Chen...”

Chen Zheng communicated with the other side with a stomach fire. As soon as he saw Ye Zheng coming this way, his cheeks were slightly red. “Brother Ye, you are here...”

“What's going on?” Ye Qiang swept those people at once.

Xiao Chen didn't ask nicely, “Today we are going to take pictures here, so I am clearing the scene, but these people don't make any sense! This is insane. Wasn't the next drama crew sent to mess it up? ”

Ye Qiang: “…”

Too much thought, I didn't come here to mess up...

It's just pure psychosis...

As soon as the Taoist saw Ye Zheng, his eyes lit up. “Oh my God, Ye has a famous sister...”

Unfinished, Ye Zheng suddenly shook an incredibly cold eye into the past.

The Taoist shut up very well with a “I know”, “I know” look.