Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Choi Yinglan felt that he really had never looked at his son.

Lu Xiao was originally thought to be a hard wood with no soft bubbles. He didn't know that once he learned about it, he could be bored to death inside.

The show is finally over.

Staff slowly let Via down.

When she untied Via, she moved her lower arm without a trace - just as she was acting, she rubbed her arm against something.

It itches and it hurts a little when pressed down. The skin is probably broken and green.

She heard a hidden shock coming out of the front and looked at it curiously.

There stood two strangers.

A man and a woman.

She was a little familiar with the woman she met the day of the audition.

Connected to what the previous director said, this should probably be Ms. Choi, the first editor of The Hunt for Immortals.

As for the man beside her who couldn't see his face...

Hana Zhao was really going to walk over, and the man just turned around towards her.

Two eyes on each other.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Flowers stared at the man.

Dark as a mountain brow, dark inky eyes, tall nose beams like an axe carving, thick, thin and moderate lips, naturally with a serious cold taste when stirred up.

It's a man with a temper that's not even close at all.

He's definitely handsome enough.

Unlike those creamy puppies that are popular at times.

His five officials are not sophisticated at all, combined, and each inch belongs to the power and aesthetic of a man.

Flower even heard other staff members talking about this strange handsome man hidden in their ears.

But now, looking at him, there's only one thought in her mind: his lips, they look, they kiss comfortably.

Wait a minute!

What's on your mind?

Flowers suddenly looked back, his face “tending” red.

How did this happen in her head?

She coughed softly and straightened herself out, pretending to walk calmly over there.

“Director.” She shouted, looking at Lu Ying and Choi Yinglan, “who are these two? ”

The director was very satisfied with the young but carefree female lead these past few days, and the words were easy and gentle.

He reached out: "This is Ms. Choi Yinglang Choi, the first screenwriter of our" Hunting for Immortals "series, next to his son, Mr. Lu Yilu. Mr. Lu is accompanying Ms. Choi to feel the progress of our shooting. ”

Hanashao's polite greeting: "Hello Mrs. Lu and Mr. Lu. ”

As soon as she finished her speech, her hand was pulled.

Flower has, look up.

Choi Yinglan looked at her with a smile: “When I saw the flowers, I thought I liked them very much. Call Mrs. Lu or something, it's too delicate. When I'm older than you, call me Aunt Choi if you don't mind. ”

Hua Zhao: Huh?

She looked at Choi Yinglan somewhat confused, didn't she understand, when did she wake up this unnamed luminous aura? You think it'll make you feel good?

But if she doesn't understand, she can still feel the goodwill.

Besides, it would be good for the Lady Lu in front of her.

So she screamed, “Aunt Choi. ”

Choi Yinglan frowned with a smile: "Hey! Since you called me Aunt Choi, you admitted to being my elder. I call you Sho? Zhaozhao? ”

Hwachao: “...???? ”

Isn't that a little too fast?

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It's a new January. If you have a guaranteed monthly ticket, vote for Gao Lengzhi.

Good night. Good night.