The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Zhang Li wants to try to communicate with the director.

“My artist hasn't put on makeup yet, should I wait half an hour before filming? ”

Su Cigarette opening

“It's okay.”

Makeup is troublesome.

In response, she pushed her suitcase to the front door.

As soon as he walked in, he saw that three pairs of shoes had been placed at the door.

In other words, the other three have arrived.

Push the door open.

Soon, three people sitting in the living room talking got up and walked over.

It seems that they are also curious as to who was the last person to come.

Su Cigarette took off her mask and opened it.

“Hello. ”

When he spoke, Su Smoke glanced at the man in the middle.

I know him.

Fang Jiahui.

Previously on Campaign.

When Su Yan made a noise, Fang Jiahui seemed a little surprised. He probably didn't expect Su Yan to come.

Then the other two stars screamed with joy.

“Ah, it's Su Yan, it's Su Yan!! ”

You look like a little pussy.

Jumping happily there.

Happy now, the two of them go forward.

A sweet-looking, vibrant look. Open up.

“Hello, I'm Song Xiaokou. ”

Su Smoke also reached out.

“Hello, I'm Su Smoke. ”

Follow me. Another opening.

“I'm Zhang Mengmei. ”

“Hello.”

While talking, Song Xiaokao turned his attention to Fang Jiahui, who had never spoken in the middle.

There was a bright light in my eyes. It sounded like something.

“Oh, by the way, Senior Jiahui met Senior Su Yan, right?

Your new show is coming up, and I'm looking forward to watching it. ”

Song Xiao can show enthusiasm.

Fang Jiahui smiled and walked over

“Good to see you again, Cigarette. ”

Su Smoke nodded.

Mm-hmm.

So, say hello.

Su Yanchuan

“I'll go put my luggage away. ”

After that, she pulled two suitcases and was ready to go upstairs.

Next door, Song Xiao Ke, hurry up and ask.

“Senior Su Yan, let me help you. ”

Then he came to the suitcase of Laszlo cigarette.

Pull to the stairs and lift a little.

Then it was put down.

Song Xiao can take a deep breath.

“Senior Su Yan, your suitcase is a bit heavy. ”

Su Smoke nodded

Mm-hmm.

Answered.

Dao

“I'll do it myself. ”

She said, one suitcase in her left hand and the other in her right.

Step up.

The process was quite easy and the atmosphere didn't catch a breath on the third floor.

For a moment, Su Yan's series of actions, don't say to surprise Song Kool.

Even the cameraman was taken by surprise.

The cameraman climbed up to the third floor with a camera and breathed in a bit of a hurry.

Against Su Yan, nothing like anyone else.

He walked into his house with it.

The director who saw all this through the cameraman was equally shocked.

He contacted the cameraman online.

“You mention the suitcase, how much it weighs. ”

The cameraman reached out and lifted his hand.

Put it down the next second.

“About ten kilos. ”

One 10 pounds, two 20 pounds.

Su Smoke just lifted it like a handbag...

The crow bird in the studio was silent.

Su Yan looked at the cameraman and took it seriously.

“Am I free to choose to do anything? ”

The cameraman shook the camera up and down.

And then walked out.

Three hundred and sixty degrees in the house without a dead end.

There are cameras everywhere.

I don't need him anymore.

This is also to restore the most authentic aspect of the artist.

Su Smoke sat at the desk in front of the house and pulled out a book.