The time is June 25th, eight o'clock in the evening.
At that time, Zhao Lanshan was applying facial mask and brushing Weibo, and she saw the latest report and pulled off the facial mask. "I am kao! Anhui can turn things around now, it’s amazing, fucking, really. That scumbag on Yi Ming is different!"
Although Yi Minglun's influence is far inferior to Qin Che, he is also the prince of an entertainment company. This influence is still there. He is now fascinated by the little bitch Anhui, why shouldn't he rush to do it for her
Su Kui naturally knew what Zhao Lanshan was angry about. She put down her phone calmly, picked up the script with a calm expression, and read it line by line. The tone was lightly said: "Nothing to be surprised, in fact, I am very satisfied with the result."
Zhao Lanshan was puzzled, "Why!"
Su Kui said indifferently: "Anhui is the heroine of the lock soul button. Once she is affected, it may affect the filming of the entire crew." And she can't wait to crush her with her strength! After all, she didn't have so much patience to spend with her.
Zhao Lanshan was speechless, "My heart is so big!"
Su Kui just laughed, not commenting.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Anhui, who had always been active on Weibo, disappeared for two days before reappearing and posted a very aggrieved Weibo with the name of @了苏葵.
Anhui: It’s been gone for so long and it makes my fans worried. I’m sorry. I’ve been watching the script recently and haven’t watched Weibo. I only saw such a big thing happening today. It’s fake to say that it’s not sad. Please also trust me more. Those who are familiar with me know that it is impossible for me to do such a thing. I like Xiaojunmei very much and I am willing to help her @江沅Ann.
Then Su Kui also reposted this Weibo with a post saying: I believe that sister Hui is not such a person, she is very kind and has taught me a lot.
Then Su Kui evoked a meaningful smile, and his slender fingers turned the phone flexibly, come on, come on! Continue to pretend to be intimate with me, like this—
Afterwards, I was betrayed to arouse public outrage even more!
The 15 days soon ended. All parties of the lock soul buckle crew gathered at Fayuan Temple to hold the start-up ceremony. After the end, director Su An took the lead, and after each put a stick of incense, the filming officially began.
The background of the story is fictitious, in the 32nd year of the Great Yuan Dynasty, winter.
The moon is as cold as water, the snow falling in the night sky is falling in circles, the winding bluestone road that can't be seen to the end is covered with silver light, and under the icy eaves, the delicate and cold face is dressed in a thin pink palace. Zhuang, holding a palace lantern in her hand, and her white cloak fluttered on her cheeks, making her particularly thin and slender.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew up the snow on the ground tiles and swept away like flying flies. The woman looked up at the crescent moon covered by clouds and whispered in a low voice, "It's another year... "
At this time, the quaint gray courtyard was pulled away from the inside with a creak. The tall and handsome man dressed in black walked out of the courtyard slowly. He was not surprised to see her at the door. He sighed and said:" You are here again..."
The woman chuckled softly when she heard the words, and the smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, which was especially amazing in the snowy night, but it was a pity that no one appreciated it.
Her voice was like her whole person, not rushing or slowing, and she whispered quietly, "Yes, I'm here again."