"Dad, hurry up and bring it in. Mom will catch a cold and cough."
Little Bun desperately pokes his father.
Shen Yichong frowned.
The woman in her arms looks like an octopus.
But it is true that the temperature on her body is a little low.
He lowered his head and took a deep look at Yu Yaoyao's fair face.
Her nose was a little red from the cold, and her beautiful swan neck was empty, revealing her small and delicate collarbone, … her slender waist was clinging to his lower abdomen, and a pair of slender legs that were firm and tender, most of them were Exposed to the air, not even a piece of cloth covering it.
This woman wears so little!
He frowned.
With a little effort in both hands, she hugged her slender body.
He turned around and blocked Ni Yi's sight with his broad back.
In an instant, the weight on his arm made him slightly startled.
Very light, lighter than he thought.
Obviously not a lot of jin liang, but the hand feels surprisingly good.
Her petite body is unusually soft. The soft and tender feel made the muscles in his hands relax for a while, and the pace of his feet slowed down.
After walking two steps, a clear fragrance floated from her body, like a snow-capped ice lotus, pure and beautiful, but after a closer look, it seemed to be filled with an alluring sweet fragrance, enough to confuse men in the world.
"dad?"
Little Bun stretched out his hand and tugged at the leg of his trousers, like a small tail, and followed closely behind.
But soon he found that his father's footsteps were getting slower and slower.
Dad's long legs are actually slower than his short legs.
"Dad, didn't you have enough to eat today? Can't hold your mother anymore?"
Thinking about it, Baozi puffed out his cheeks in dissatisfaction.
When he grows up, he must not be like his father, who can't even hold his mother, so how can he protect his mother?
The son's childish complaint, like a basin of cold water in winter, suddenly made Shen Yichong sober.
His ears were a little red, and he immediately increased his pace and walked quickly towards the room on the second floor.
When he got to the big bed, he was about to throw Yu Yaoyao, who was like a pool of spring in his arms and looked at him, onto the bed, but the little bun rushed over and grabbed his arm.
"Dad, you have to slow down. Mommy has a headache and backache. Slow down."
"Don't hurt Mommy."
Shen Yichong: "..."
He didn't look uncomfortable at all when he looked at the woman with bright eyes.
And Yu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes flowed, and she stretched out her little hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, shaking it gently.
Taking the opportunity to raise his head again, he printed a strawberry print directly on his neck!
"Thank you, dear husband~ Your arms are so warm~"
The softness of her chest pressed directly against his chest.
Shen Yichong was shocked, and his face was indigestion.
Yu Yaoyao saw that the roots of his ears were turning red, she chuckled softly, and closed it when she saw it.
Turning around, he grabbed Shen Rui Baozi's little hand.
"Also, thank you for our little baby~"
Xiao Baozi blushed suddenly, hummed shyly, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little.
But when he saw Yu Yaoyao lying on the bed, there was some worry in his eyes.
"Mummy, is there anything else you're uncomfortable with?"
He pouted his little butt, and pushed aside his father, who only knew that he was in a daze.
He climbed to the side of the bed, stretched out his small hand and touched Yu Yaoyao's forehead, feeling it like a decent gesture.
"Mummy, it seems a little hot."
Then he hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her up.
But people are still young, and after a long time, they can only move a corner.
In the end, Yu Yaoyao sat up by herself, took off her coat, and undid the buttons on the chest of her lace skirt.
Shen Yichong quickly stood up and turned straight.
"I'm going out."
Yu Yaoyao pursed her lips and smiled.
Is this married human man so easily shy?
"Dad, you help Mommy bring in the meal."
The little bun has not forgotten the key point of today.
Kneeling on the side of the bed, getting the pajamas for Mommy, pulling the quilt, and remembering to turn around and remind Dad.
Fifteen minutes before Yu Yaoyao went home, she ranked first.
The little bun can see clearly.
Dad's bet and lost to him!
Shen Yichong's back was startled, "Well."
"Mommy, are you hungry?"
"Wait a minute, Uncle Ni won't let you eat meat, and Mommy will eat it secretly in the bedroom."
"Dad, take cover."
The little bun comforted Yu Yaoyao intimately.
He even rubbed her belly with a small hand.
Yu Yaoyao has never enjoyed such treatment.
She always wandered alone, even as an adult without a partner.
In her memory after Kaizhi, there is no human or kin who cares for her so much.
She was instantly moved, her heart was warm.
When Shen Yichong was expressionless and came in with the small dining table, he saw the two mother and son looking at each other warmly, with red eyes, and they were about to hug each other the next moment as if they were about to cry.
He frowned, put the small dining table on the bed, and took the little bun away.
"Dad, you feed Mummy."
Shen Yichong: …
Yu Yaoyao's eyes lit up.
Are you playing patient play today?
This play, she has also acted in her mind!
"Husband... ah... "
She opened her mouth shyly.
Shen Yichong took a deep breath and held down his throbbing eyebrows.
The little bun looked at him expectantly.
Finally, he picked up the spoon, barely scooped up a spoonful of white rice, and put it into Yu Yaoyao's mouth with a sullen face.
"I want meat!"
"Dad, don't just rice."
"A little more vegetables and meat, each spoonful is rich and even."
"Then, give Mommy a sip of soup and don't have a dry throat."
"Dad, your spoonful of meat is too big! You have to cut it first, and then feed it to Mommy in small bites!"
Shen Yichong's head almost exploded, "You come."
He handed the small bowl to Shen Rui Baozi.
The little bun pouted.
If he hadn't been small and short-handed, he wouldn't have let his father do it.
"Dad, your wife is obviously yours to marry."
"Now, what are you trying to do?"
Shen Yichong: …
Yu Yaoyao couldn't hold back, she leaned over and buried her face in the pillow, smiling until her shoulders twitched.
"Look, Mommy was made to cry by you!"
The little bun condemned and looked at his father.
Shen Yichong: …
Suddenly I don't want to talk to my son!
And soon, he felt that the temperature in the room was a little high.
Yu Yaoyao was fed by him mouth by mouth, and the water in her eyes became heavier and heavier.
Looking at his eyes, it was wet and full of moving, winking like silk.
"Husband, I can eat another bowl~"
Yu Yaoyao puffed out her full chest, opened her small mouth, and her teeth bit the spoon in his hand.
Shen Yichong's mouth twitched, "No more... loose teeth!"
Yu Yaoyao sighed sadly.
But she was content, and no longer embarrassed him, and soon rolled into a caterpillar on the bed with the quilt.
"I'm so happy today~"
On the bed, wiggling and rolling.
She completely released the nature in her bones that had been coiled all day.
Shen Rui's little bun was eager to try, and with a face he wanted to roll onto the bed to play.
As a result, he was carried by Shen Yichong.
"Shen Rui, you haven't finished drawing the picture for the kindergarten today."
Shen Yichong felt that starting from today, it was necessary to isolate the two mothers and children.
Forbid them to be in contact with them for more than three hours a day, otherwise his heart will soon be scrapped with anger.
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Yu Yaoyao was full of food and drink, and after taking a bath, she stripped off and slept in a satisfied sleep.
When she woke up the next day, the first thing she did was check her Weibo followers.
As soon as she saw it, she sat up from the bed in surprise.
130,000, rose to 210,000.
In one night, it gained as many as 80,000 followers!
"Little Yiyi, I want to take the first place today, every day!"
On the way to the TV station, Yu Yaoyao was full of fighting spirit and burst out with unprecedented passion and motivation.
Ni Yi also laughed hard, "Well, your votes are rising overnight. Although there are some bad voices, traffic is the first step. Later, we will use our strength to clarify."
There are still a lot of trolls on the Internet, saying that her acting is too much, eating a potato chip is so exaggerated, saying that she is false, pretentious, hugging the thigh of the gold master, and all kinds of scolding.
But fortunately, although her reputation has been mixed, her popularity has risen in earnest.
"Today we can get a good ranking without using Leshi as props, just slap these guys in the face!"
Ni Yi is also confident now.
"Sister, come on!"
As he spoke, he flipped out the notebook.
"According to the previous appointment, there are only 68 people left for today's recording."
"At the beginning of the second game, the audience and the judges voted."
"Sister, live performance, don't panic, use the audience as a background board, you know?"
Yu Yaoyao looked at the mirror, wiped a masculine lipstick, and hummed softly.
She appeared in the program group and still blinded a bunch of photographers.
Before she went out today, Shen Rui's little bun strongly asked her to put on a thick cotton coat to keep warm.
But wearing this loose bright purple bread suit on her, not only does it not look bloated and tacky, but it makes her slender and petite, with a lively ball head and over-the-knee linen-colored boots, just like a freshman. Just like walking out of the show, you have your own aura.
After politely saying hello to the photographers, Yu Yaoyao walked into the set.
"Brother Zheng."
Seeing yesterday's follow-up photography, she smiled like a sweet smile.
The grace of egg drop soup should be reciprocated by the spring.
"Here's a little pudding, it's delicious."
She specially brought it out from home in the morning, and good things must be shared with each other.
The sincere photographer blushed and thanked him busyly.
And Yu Yaoyao quickly followed Ni Yi, walked to the assistant director, and listened carefully to the rules of today's competition.
"At nine o'clock in the morning, the filming of the second scene officially begins."
"The rules are very simple. You choose the performance props according to the ranking order. We have formulated different performance topics for each prop, and the preparation time for each person is fifteen minutes."
The assistant director explained.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"director."
Meng Xinran suddenly raised her hand.
"Are the top-ranked players the first choice?"
She silently glanced at Yu Yaoyao who was standing beside her, and the hand hidden in the coat clenched a fist.
"I have objections!"
"This rule is not friendly to newcomers who have just entered the industry. Yesterday, many powerful newcomers ranked at the bottom because of insufficient traffic."
"I think they should be given a fair chance to counterattack."
Many people at the scene looked at her.
Some are grateful, some are surprised, and some are silent.
Ni Yi, who was standing in the back row, suddenly stiffened.
The next second, Meng Xinran stood up and smiled humbly and sweetly to all the players and the staff on site.
"I am willing to give up the preferential treatment of second place, I can make a choice in the last one."
"Sister Ran!"
"Aren't you too kind?"
"Sister Ran, thank you."
Many young newcomers at the end of the crane and on the edge of elimination thanked her.
But Meng Xinran shook her head, "It's nothing, everyone has come here since childhood, I know your hardships. There is no background, no backstage, you can only build your own way and try your best to seize every opportunity."
When she said this, she smiled.
The eyes that looked like a good girl next door drifted towards Yu Yaoyao.
"Sister Yu, do you think so?"
Ni Yi glared instantly.
Nima, is this a green tea bitch or a white lotus? !
He wants to curse!
He had a wave of goodwill in front of so many people, and by the way satirized that his sister relied on her husband to rely on resources.
This is so poisonous!
"Sister Yu, then you should be the first to choose the props, I will be at the bottom."
Meng Xinran's delicate face was full of sweetness and respect, and she could not see any difference.
But Ni Yi really wanted to vomit out blood.
This is the next set!
She gave up the second right of choice herself, and his sister wouldn't let it go, wouldn't it be very imposing! ?
In the end, if they lose this game, they will lose all their face!
But if they give up the first option, it's the last option in 68 bits.
The degree of difficulty increases linearly.
The advantage of the preliminary round is gone.
If he was eliminated because of this, the young newcomer would not be grateful. He would only feel that his sister was following behind Meng Xinran, and she had to show humility. In the end, her skills were not as good as others, and it also exposed the essence of being a gold master.
Ni Yi's face was ugly, and he was sweating profusely.
The six gods have no masters, but a clear voice is heard.
"Xiao Ran, you broke the rules of the show team like this, making it difficult for the director team to handle."
Zheng Dajian, who was wearing a hip-hop sweater, actually took the initiative to stand up.
"You'd better listen to the director. Whether it's along the way or the other way around, it's all in accordance with the rules of the program. You don't want to be special by yourself."
Zheng Dajian, ranked third, is a rival entertainment company.
Unexpectedly, he would stand up and speak.
Ni Yi wiped his sweat happily.
"Brother Dajian, what do you mean, am I for myself?"
Meng Xinran's face changed slightly.
"Yes, Sister Ran is for us."
"Brother Dajian doesn't want to count down, right?"
"I'm quite sister Ran, and I'm also willing to give up the fifth place lottery qualification."
"I give up seventh place!"
There were nearly five or six girls in the top rankings, standing with Meng Xinran.
The director team had to discuss urgently, "Then vote. Those who agree with the order stand on the left, and those who disagree on the right."
The more conflicts and accidents the show has, the more it meets the needs of variety shows to create topics, and the director is happy to see it succeed.
After a while, almost everyone came to Meng Xinran's side, or stood on the neutral side.
Only Qiu Dajian stood with Yu Yaoyao and a nervous girl.
This girl ranked forty-sixth, and it turned out to be Zhao Xiaomeng, who Yu Yaoyao gave up on the 88th card that day.
Zhao Xiaomeng saw that most of the people had left, and her face was a little pale.
But after taking a look at Yu Yaoyao, in the end, her footsteps were still stiff and did not move.
"Ok, then listen to the majority and draw items in reverse order."
The director team came to a conclusion.
Yu Yaoyao was extremely calm, "I don't care."
In fact, she was standing in the same place and didn't move her seat at all.
Lazy to move, hehe.
Meng Xinran's eyes wanted to breathe fire for a moment, but she held back, and looked up again with a sweet expression on her face.
"Sister Yu, you are really generous."
Yu Yaoyao shrugged.
She glanced at the people standing around Meng Xinran, and shook her head regretfully, making them all stunned.
"Some people probably don't know the hunting methods of beasts."
As she said that, she laughed lightly.
"As powerful as a tiger, he is always patient when hunting, crawls behind the obscuring grass and trees, and waits for the moment when the prey it fancy today relaxes before biting the opponent's throat in one fell swoop!"
Yu Yaoyao pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, her eyes like spring.
However, the girls around Meng Xinran felt that the sweat pores on their bodies shrank suddenly, as if at this moment, a tiger was staring at them!
"In nature, letting your guard down is the deadliest."
"The one who eats you will never be the one who shows sharp teeth in front of you, but the one who makes you... slack!"
She glanced at the huddled young men and women.
The girls on the opposite side shivered for a moment, and then looked at Meng Xinran in surprise.
The previously emotional eyes turned into naked suspicion.
"Sister Yu, what are you talking about?"
Meng Xinran's face changed.
"I just want to give everyone a level playing field!"
"Oh, it turns out that the director team is unfair." Yu Yaoyao nodded solemnly.
Meng Xinran raised her head suddenly, "No, that's not what I meant!"
Otherwise, she would offend so many directors.
Yu Yaoyao smiled, "Since the director team is fair, why do you propose to change the rules?"
Meng Xinran gritted her teeth, "I, I..."
Ni Yi in the outfield clenched his fist instantly, and the fat face squeezed out a flower excitedly!
Sister is right, slap in the face!
Just grab the lifeline of this shameless little poisonous flower!
Make her scheming bitch!
"I just want to help everyone..." Meng Xinran took a step back, and she was about to cry.
Suddenly, everyone's suspicious eyes began to waver again.
Yu Yaoyao sighed softly.
"Oh, kind and humility, why don't you just quit?"
"There are all competitors here. You let everyone relax their vigilance first. Who is it good for?"
Having said that, she licked her red lips, and there was a glamorous and fierce light in her eyes.
"You do this, who did you help in the end?"
In a word, the scene was instantly quiet.
The people standing around Meng Xinran moved away from her in twos and threes.
Except for those in the top ten who were still following her closely, all the other mid and last players took a step back vigilantly.
"Director, can we choose again?"
"We followed the original arrangement of the director team."
"Yes, we don't want to be humbled... fair!"
This is a variety show!
As soon as they were reminded by Yu Yaoyao, they instantly remembered.
At that time, the audience can see the order in which everyone chooses the props. If the performance levels are similar to each other, will the final score refer to the order in which they choose the props?
Even, will it give them a higher impression score because of the humility of the front row players?
And the people at the end, once they lose, will get a bad evaluation of 'have been humbled, but that's all'.
This is basically a temptation, but it is actually a trap that is not good for the late players!
Everyone is awake.
"You don't believe me?"
Meng Xinran lost her voice half a degree higher.
Soon she took a deep breath and lowered her head to adjust her sweet voice.
"That was my fault, I was nosy."
These silly little newbies!
She doesn't need to target people like them who are on the verge of elimination.
What she has to deal with is Yu Yaoyao!
Meng Xinran was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, but she couldn't argue at all.
It is also wrong to say that the program group is unfair.
It is said that the show team is fair, she is in her early stage, and now it is even more suspicious!
"I'm sorry, director, it's my fault!"
Meng Xinran gritted her teeth and bowed.
"I withdraw my previous proposal."
Yu Yaoyao chuckled lightly, "You wasted a lot of our time, it's 8:50 now."
In a word, it made the people present even more discolored.
Especially the last classmate, once again focused on Meng Xinran.
This time, they were not only suspicious, but also resentful and angry.
Yes, this is a waste of everyone's preparation time.
Recording starts at nine o'clock.
Originally, they still had time to make additional preparations, but now they are running out of time.
For the young rookie, the time to enter the shooting state requires far more than the skilled Meng Xinran!
The eyes of the newcomers began to turn bad.
The atmosphere in the center of the field was suddenly tense.
Meng Xinran, who had gained a lot of favorability for one proposal, suddenly became the one who was isolated by the large army!
On the contrary, it was Yu Yaoyao who spoke bluntly, which made everyone walk two steps closer.
Ni Yi stood in the echelon of the staff and restrained himself with a low shout.
Sister, from today onwards he is his idol!
How can she be so smart!
"The result of the vote cannot be changed," the director team said, "Since you have made a choice in front of the camera, you must persevere. This is also a manifestation of our TV people being responsible for our actions, and we have no regrets when we start the game. "
"Every recording should be treated as a live broadcast, and you should be responsible for your own words and deeds to the end."
Yu Yaoyao shrugged indifferently, but said regretfully, "I'm OK."
Qiu Dajian quickly nodded with a smile, "I don't care."
Zhao Xiaomeng immediately agreed.
And other people's faces are ugly!
Those who regret, now blame the troubled Meng Xinran to death!
And Meng Xinran was as disgusting as eating a fly.
Even though the apple was half rotten, he still had to eat it in front of so many people!
But she quickly perked up.
In any case, the goal of making Yu Yaoyao the last lottery has been achieved!
As for the favorability of those cannon fodders, it doesn't matter whether they have or not, these cannon fodders who are destined to be in the circle will disappear soon!
"Okay." Meng Xinran nodded obediently.
Soon, the assistant director asked everyone to do the final touch-ups and dress-up.
According to the order, start to enter the props room and select the shooting.
Facing the camera, Yu Yaoyao yawned beautifully and squeezed out two sparkling tears.
"Then I'll just sleep for a while."
"Brother photography, it's my turn, please call me~"
When Ni Yi heard this, a speechless expression appeared on the fat face.
Sister slept all the way in the car!
What is she doing when she doesn't sleep at night?
His mouth twitched helplessly.
Well, he kind of believed that she was concussed by the boss's bed, and the two of them were clearly out of control at night!
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The audience who signed up in advance soon poured into the scene, and several heavyweight judges also arrived at the scene.
Sixty-eight contestants have all drawn their props.
In the entire performance preparation room, everyone took the props and entered the contemplative preparation time for the play.
And Ni Yi could only be in the outfield, looking at Yu Yaoyao who was still fragrantly asleep and drooling down, he was so anxious!
When choosing props in reverse, she has no choice at all.
In the end, the assistant director put the only remaining prop directly beside her who was sleeping, but she didn't even turn over, and she slept so much that she didn't know the personnel!
The photographer wanted to wake her up and asked her to prepare a topic. When he was showing her a close-up, her red lips moved, but she let out a soft, coquettish sound.
"Well, husband, don't be noisy..."
"You also feed others for breakfast~"
"I want to eat sweet pudding, woohoo, it's delicious~"
As she said that, a trace of crystal saliva flowed down her red lips.
The photographer is stupid!
The assistant director is also stupid!
Ni Yi collapsed directly!
"Director, can this scene be cut?"
"This... this has no lens value at all!"
Ni Yi was sweating in a hurry.
His sister even slept in front of the camera, drooling and calling her husband to feed him.
Really fainted!
If it is broadcast, let alone what the boss's face is like, just say that sister's strange behavior is too unimpressive!
Does any female artist do this?
What about the super beauty goddess fan?
The assistant director directly refused.
"We are shooting for real."
"Whether it will be broadcast in the end depends on the director's intention."
As he said that, he glanced at her and almost held the camera on her face in his hand. When her husband was rubbing her, Yu Yaoyao also coughed lightly.
"It's okay, she's beautiful when she sleeps, not ugly."
The assistant director patted Ni Yi on the shoulder.
Ni Yi's face turned green.
This, this is going to be broadcast?
pill!
It may be that his resentment was too strong, which directly woke up Yu Yaoyao who was asleep in front of the camera.
When she woke up, facing the camera, she wiped her saliva in a daze.
The rosy and watery little mouth also snapped twice, revealing a regretful expression.
is a dream.
Sweet pudding, no.
The husband who feeds, no.
What a pity~
She didn't speak at all, but her thoughts were clearly written on her face.
This micro-expression is really accurate and direct, allowing onlookers to see what she is thinking at a glance.
Ni Yi wiped a sweat.
Five years ago, he followed Yu Yaoyao, and he beat her chest and feet anxiously because of her poor acting skills.
But today, her overly clear expression made his eyes black!
His sister, do you still know where she is, or know that she is playing?
Ouch, it's about to kill him!
Ni Yi, like the ants on the hot pot, was so anxious that he had no direction.
The next second, he saw that she was finally slowly awake, as if he had seen the photographer's brother clearly, and remembered what he was doing today.
"Hi~"
Yu Yaoyao stretched out her hand and shook her eyebrows with a smile towards the camera.
"Ah~"
She slowly got up from the bench, stretched her lazy waist, and covered her yawning mouth.
Obviously, this is an unremarkable house move, but with her delicate face and soft body, she looks like a finely trained ancient actress. Clear and pure, and a little playful and cute.
Even the arc of her stretching is enough to attract everyone's attention.
The photographer Lao Zheng immediately and keenly locked the picture on her.
The assistant director felt that she had a play on her.
In this whole tense prep room, she stands alone, full of bizarre highlights.
He took a step forward and opened his mouth to remind.
"Yu Yaoyao, your props are here."
"You still have half an hour to prepare, the last group will be on stage."
"The topic is..."
He handed the note to her and gave a photographer a subtle look.
Photographer Lao Zheng immediately caught the signal.
There must be something wrong with this topic!
Gotta take a close-up!
In an instant, the camera zooms in!
He first took pictures of the props in her hands.
A small bronze mirror the size of a palm looks a little antique.
But... the mirror is torn apart.
"A player accidentally touched the mirror to the ground just now."
The assistant director said calmly, looked at Meng Xinran's small group next to him, and glanced calmly.
Yu Yaoyao understood in seconds.
In the days when she couldn't communicate with words, she tried to figure out the breeder's eyes every day.
She can read the assistant director's overtones in an instant.
Meng Xinran and this group of people are doing something again!
No, I'm messing with her!
She weighed the small broken mirror in her hand, and her red lips pulled out a faint smile.
She was never afraid.
I haven't played such a wild game of catch-and-kill for a long time, tsk tsk.
"Pity this beautiful little mirror."
Yu Yaoyao licked her dry red lips, and her watery eyes lit up.
These are those guys who first declared war on her obedient snake!
Soon, she opened the question paper facing the camera.
Mei's eyes widened suddenly.
"Performance Title: Disfigurement. 》
"Title requirements: Props must be used to perform a performance with lines, the duration is five minutes"
The photographer Lao Zheng saw the title and looked at Yu Yaoyao with a little more worry.
The assistant director even smiled, "Get ready, you still have 28 minutes."
The five-minute performance is such an abstract topic, which does not have any reference to life. It is a purely creative performance topic.
This time to prepare, it is a bit rushed.
The assistant director thought about it, and added, "Hurry up, I won't make up for you when you slept just now."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yaoyao in front of the camera did not show any panicked expression, instead, she smiled extremely beautifully.
"Disfigured? Director, are you so jealous of my beauty?"
With her jade fingers, she slowly stroked her beautiful little V face that was as smooth and greasy as a peeled egg.
"You guys are so bad."
Her watery eyes winked wetly towards the assistant director, full of soft water light.
It is like a deer that eats grass for a living. It is very simple, but it was attacked by the big bad wolf!
The assistant director stepped back hastily, "No, no!"
How did he feel that he was that bastard big bad wolf now?
"Then you prepare first, I'm going to the front stage!"
The assistant director ran away directly.
The photographer Lao Zheng was speechless while carrying the camera.
And Ni Yi was even more terrified, and felt that my sister really dared to say anything.
Since she lost her head, her narcissism level has risen by at least a dozen steps.
Yu Yaoyao didn't sleep anymore, got up, took the small mirror and walked to the corner.
Turning the broken mirror face towards himself, he began to think quietly.
Everyone else has been preparing for half an hour, and some of the more experienced people have already had a rough idea of their own topic.
The next half hour is used to repeatedly find the feeling into the play, and deepen the exploration of the characters and the tempering of the lines.
Ni Yi could not step forward to guide, but his eyes were focused on Yu Yaoyao nervously throughout the whole process.
The other players are walking back and forth, even adding body movements that suit the problem.
Only Yu Yaoyao, sitting cross-legged in the corner at this moment, looked at the mirror stupidly like an old monk entering meditation.
The photographer Lao Zheng carried the lens and slowly approached.
Disfigurement, for girls, is a terrible news.
In his mind, it should take very strong emotions to show the grief or anger of being disfigured.
And for a woman with perfect appearance like Yu Yaoyao, it should be hit harder.
Of course, the more difficult it is.
He was also curious about the real strength of the actress who asked him for egg drop soup and gave him a little pudding in exchange.
Yesterday he went back and searched for online comments, and knew that her reputation in the entertainment industry had always been poor.
It's just that he always felt that those scoldings were not true.
As an old photographer in Taiwan, he has photographed many artists.
Yu Yaoyao, let his eyes shine.
This girl is not only beautiful on camera, but she also seems to have a natural charm.
It's hard to tell exactly what this feature is, but she just has a magic power that makes people's eyes focus on her, and then they get stuck and can't take their eyes off her anymore.
This characteristic is undoubtedly a sense of lens that belongs to superstars.
He is very optimistic about her.
He quietly zoomed in on the camera, and found that she was not expressionless at the moment.
Her lips have been moving gently.
Only after careful observation will you find that she seems to be talking about something.
Old Zheng took two more steps curiously and pricked up his ears.
"I'm so beautiful, so beautiful..."
"Hey, how can I be so beautiful that even God will accept me, so beautiful that the director is jealous, and so beautiful that there is no room for me?"
Her delicate red lips opened and closed, and her beautiful face was facing the mirror, sighing from the depths of her soul.
"Ah, even the mirror is broken, God, even the mirror can't bear my beauty... oh, this cruel world..."
Lao Zheng carried the camera and petrified on the spot.
He even wanted to rub his ears, wondering if he had heard it wrong.
What is she talking about?
Lao Zheng swallowed.
Lift the camera up and focus on her little face.
I saw that in her water eyes, there was indeed a brilliance that was amazed by her beauty.
Ouch, his three views are also broken!
And Ni Yi stood far away and could not hear the sound.
At this moment, I am also happy that my sister has finally started to practice her lines.
"Sister Yu, I'm optimistic about you."
Meng Xinran came to say hello quickly and stole half of her shots.
Yu Yaoyao didn't seem to hear it, and was still immersed in her own thoughts.
Just like Narcissus taking care of herself, she only has her own beauty in her eyes, and there is no room for other women's half points.
Meng Xinran gritted her teeth and could only retreat awkwardly in front of the camera.
"Sister Ran, don't worry, I'll wait for her to come on stage later, but there's a good show to watch!"
"That's right, she's a rich wife, what can she play? Look at her embarrassed!
The corner of Meng Xinran's mouth raised slightly, blocking the voices of the people around her, "Don't say it, get ready."
There was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
The props are broken.
The subject is difficult.
Not enough time to prepare.
She wants to see how this aunt survived this time!
Half an hour later, the assistant director appeared in the tense preparation room.
"According to the drawing order just now, everyone will come to the stage one by one."
"I'll get up when my name is called, hurry up."
"No. 68, Lu Qingyi, come to power!"
"Prepare No. 67!"
As soon as the number was reported, everyone was dumbfounded.
The tail of the crane looked at Meng Xinran angrily.
This time it's good, they eliminated the edge and actually played first.
Instead, choose the props first, the worst luck!
Each person performs for five minutes, and the last one performs, how much preparation time is added! ?
Meng Xinran... She really put forward the most favorable conditions for herself!
Everyone immediately glared at her with the enemy.
If it was just suspicion just now, it is now a stone hammer!
This little flower of traffic is so scheming!