Chapter 1088
Words:1007Update:22/06/26 13:00:28
Very soon, the campus chapter of "A Life and Death Struggle" was about to end. Today was the last scene of the campus chapter.
Director Liu Qing said worriedly, "Director Ye, the following scenes … I'm afraid it won't be easy to shoot! Are you sure Gong Xu can act well? "
This movie meant whether or not he could make a comeback, so he naturally attached great importance to it.
Liu Qing used to be an actor. Although he worked extremely hard, he couldn't climb up because his appearance was not very good. He could only mix at the bottom of the entertainment industry.
In the end, he had no choice but to become a behind-the-scenes director.
Liu Qing himself is very talented and very hardworking. After changing his career, he made several literary films with good reputation. Unfortunately, none of them were big hits and he spent all his savings as an actor.
Ye Wanwan had seen Liu Qing's films before. He was very talented, but unfortunately, he wasn't good at choosing scripts and actors. He didn't manage to choose a good script the first few times, and there were also huge problems with the actors.
Worldwide Entertainment appeared to have reconciled with them on the surface but kept making things difficult for them in the dark, so it was very difficult for them to hire a suitable director. Moreover, they couldn't hire those famous directors either. Ye Wanwan searched for a long time before she found Liu Qing.
Fortunately, Liu Qing was very professional during the filming, which proved that she really did not choose the wrong person.
Ye Wanwan replied, "It's fine. Director Liu, finish filming the first part first. Next week, I'll take Gong Xu and Luo Chen to train for a period of time before coming back to continue filming. You can see the results then."
Although Liu Qing was still a little worried, seeing how confident Ye Wanwan was, he nodded. "Alright, I got it."
Not far away, Gong Xu had just finished filming a scene and was taking advantage of the break to run around with his phone.
That guy had Dong Zai hold the phone for him and ran up to Han Xian Yu. "Tell me, is Han Xian Yu more handsome or am I?"
Han Xianyu saw that Dong Zai was holding Gong Xu's phone and seemed to be livestreaming with his fans, so he chuckled and waved at the fans in front of the livestream. "Hello!"
[Ahhhhh! Han Xian Yu! It was Han Xianyu! Oh my god! Little angel Xian Yu is too handsome!]
Gong Xu's face darkened as he looked at the bullet screen. "Hey! Whose fans are you guys? Who are you calling handsome? "
[You're handsome, you're handsome, Baby Xu, you're the most handsome! Don't be jealous! We want to see Luo Chen! Luo Chen! Luo Chen! Baby Xu, can you go flirt with Luo Chen?]
[Ahhh! Yes, yes, yes! Go flirt with Luo Chen, please!]
Looking at the bullet screen, Gong Xu's face darkened. He snorted. "I'm not flirting! Who wants to touch that coffin face! "
[Baby Xu is acting tsundere again!]
[Baby Xu, be good. Go, go!]
The fans were spamming the bullet screen like crazy.
At that moment, Luo Chen was holding the script and asking Ye Wanwan for guidance. He was already used to Ye Wanwan's way of directing, so he spent most of his time looking for her.
When Gong Xu saw Luo Chen sticking to Ye Wanwan from afar, he exploded again and rushed over. Dong Zai quickly raised his phone and followed him.
When the fans who were watching the live broadcast saw Gong Xu running towards Luo Chen, they were all so excited that they frantically sent him gifts.
After Gong Xu ran over, he glared at Luo Chen. "Get up!"
Luo Chen frowned. "What's the matter?"
"Of course it's business!" After saying that, he shoved Luo Chen aside with his butt and rubbed himself against Ye Wanwan. He smiled like a flower bud. "Big brother, big brother, can I flirt with you a bit?"
Ye Wanwan exasperatedly glanced at him. "No."
Gong Xu instantly looked heartbroken. "Why?!?!"
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