Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Green Tea Personality

Chapter 147: The president said that the wife can't listen to dross

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After this incident, in less than half an hour, Xia Bohe changed rooms.

Her little vase of flowers is gone.

And Luo Tianlin was sitting on the sofa in the hotel room, with his long legs stretched out in suit pants, and he could barely tolerate the inferior material of the cushion, "I will come home if there is a night show at night, and I will come to pick you up."

There was a night show two days ago, and he had to work overtime on official business, so he let Lin Qi sleep with her in the production hotel.

Xia Bohe lowered her head, showing her slender neck like jade, let out a listless oh, and poked the script with her little finger.

A little embarrassing.

The pair of wild mandarin ducks must have been terrified too.

Compared with them, she is not bad.

Luo Tianlin glanced, "I talked to Director Wang, the broadcast time has been set, Jiangcheng TV will broadcast weekly."

Xia Bohe suddenly raised her head, and a flower rose on her small face, "Isn't it an online drama, can you change to a TV station?"

Luo Tianlin saw the little girl grinning and showing her white teeth, the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Play your part well."

Xia Bohe covered her mouth and ate and rolled into the bed, so as not to laugh too ugly.

It wasn't until the next day that she entered the filming crew that she heard the accurate news from Director Wang.

She actually knew it earlier than the crew, and the backstage was really tough.

But before he felt emotional for a while, Director Wang's face darkened, "I hope everyone will go all out, no matter how many actors you are, if you don't care about things here, I will never let you go! If you don't obey, give me Get out!"

On the same day, it is said that the third female who had a godfather disappeared from the set with a photographer.

Xia Bohe still hadn't turned the corner, but she was sweating profusely when Lin Qi covered her ears and dragged her to the corner.

"Ma'am, the CEO said, you can't listen to this dross, or he will deduct my salary next time."

"..."

*

It has been nearly two weeks since the filming started, and most of the scenes between Xia Bohe and the second male lead have been filmed.

Yang Le looked reluctant, "Xia Xia, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you again. You have taught me a lot in the past few days. If you need my help in the future, just call me and eat chicken with me during the break." "

He is about to leave the crew and rush to the next variety show.

They are not from a brokerage company, so it will not be difficult to meet again in the future, but continuing to cooperate depends entirely on luck.

Now, he can talk to her without blushing. It may be that he has finally pulled Xia Mint to eat chicken and got a few headshots in the past few days.

"Good luck, Brother Yang." Xia Bohe smiled and shook his hand at him, waving her phone, "See you next time, I hope it will be on the stage where we receive awards."

Yang Le's eyes lit up immediately.

accept the award.

As an entertainer who was born as an athlete, he didn't even dare to think about the professional actor award.

But this beautiful girl who is as gentle and kind as a fairy believed in him and encouraged him like this.

Yang Le was so moved that he clenched his fist excitedly, "Okay!"

If there is such a day, he will personally give her the trophy!

With tears in his eyes, Yang Le dragged his suitcase away with inspiration.

Xia Bohe had no idea what effect her words had on such an innocent boy.

Now she just wants to find a place, take a nap, and continue to practice step by step to grow lotus.

From the first time she came into contact with this skill training, she was fascinated.

The ancient king in the palace didn't applaud even if he died, his hands seemed to be paralyzed!

She tried various methods, but none of them worked, and she was beaten many times by Aunt Xia for this.

This damn emperor with paralyzed hands aroused her unprecedented desire to win.

Now that she has nothing to do, she likes to lie in bed and rush into the system to practice.

Even if I usually walk, I like to realize some of the experience of systematic practice in reality.

For example, on the way she was going to the bathroom now, her steps didn't look slow at all, but the corners of her clothes didn't move at all, her back was as straight as a piano string, and her waist was like a willow. It looks three points dignified and three points luxurious, and it looks four points girly when viewed up close.

"This young lady's back is so beautiful."

"Not even a single dress hinders her beauty..."

"Yeah, even the strands of hair are floating in the air."

Outside the nearest restroom of the crew, the heads of two little girls were put together.

They discussed in low voices, with two cameras hanging on their chests.