Shi Ye's Xiao Tianjiao shocked the entertainment circle again

Chapter 78 Who Wants to Marry Me, Shi Musen
Having lost such a big ugliness, Fan Lin flushed with anger, stood up with the help of her assistant, looked at Shi Musen, her eyes were moist, and she roared in her heart: If you don't pick up such a big beauty, go pick up useless pastries, something to do son?

Ignoring her aggrieved look, Shi Musen picked up the pastry, handed it to the prop boy, and returned to his original position to stand still.

Many staff members tried hard to hold back their laughter, for fear of laughing out loud.

Nie Ronghui shook his head, and exchanged glances with the screenwriter. They both saw helplessness in each other's eyes. How could they not see through this little trick.

Anyway, it's 85 flowers, and there are backers, as long as you don't go too far, you still have to give the face that should be given.

"One more."

This time, Fan Lin learned to be smart, and stopped being a monster.

Lin Mengsang watched with gusto, while Meng Fan stood behind her, frowning tightly, and his eyes were empty, as if he was thinking about a very serious matter.

Meng Zhou leaned over and said to her mysteriously: "That woman looks like she's over 30, right? She's so much older than Brother Sen, yet she wants old cows to eat young grass, she's too confident in herself!"

Lin Mengsang looked at the two people in the play with great interest, stroked her chin with her index finger, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Age is not a problem."

"The key is that it's impossible for Brother Sen to fall in love with her!" Meng Zhou affirmed.

Meng Fan, who came back to his senses, slapped him on the head, gave him an annoyed look, and said, "Go away." Didn't Shi Musen also think about old cows eating young grass, who is more noble than whom?
As expected of his uncle and nephew, Meng Zhou miraculously understood the meaning in his eyes, and immediately became unhappy, "Brother Sen, can it be the same?"

Lin Mengsang was puzzled, what kind of charades were they playing?

Because there is something important to discuss with Sangsang, Meng Fan will not break up with him for the time being.

"Sangsang, do you have any plans after this movie is finished?"

"Planning?" Does filming count?

If he asked like this, he must have something to say, "Say what Uncle Meng has to say!"

Meng Fan said directly: "I received news that director Du in Huajing is starting preparations for a movie, and none of his movies won't win awards. As long as the strength is not bad, the best actress will not run. Already, almost when you finish filming this movie, casting will start over there, what do you think? Do you want to give it a shot?"

As soon as Huajing was mentioned, White finally moved his eyes away from the phone, and looked up at Lin Mengsang, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Lin Mengsang fell into deep thought, she would go to Huajing, but it was only a matter of time.

"Huajing has one of the best film resources, which will help your career, but you have to fight for it yourself. After all, most of the circles over there rely on connections. You should think about it!" Meng Fan didn't force her, everything depended on her Make up your own mind.

A strange light flashed through his eyes, Lin Mengsang leaned back in the chair, put his hands on the armrests, and tapped lightly with his fingertips.

Perhaps, after filming, she should go to the Bodhi Temple.

"Go!" Lin Mengsang said firmly.

The corners of White's mouth were grinning, and a small dimple was sunken on the right side of his cheek. It was the first time he smiled so happily, and his expression couldn't hide his excitement.

"Hey, you have dimples!" Meng Zhou approached him with a curious face, and stretched out his index finger to poke his dimples fearlessly.

Slapping his hand away, White returned to indifference, "Go away!"

Meng Zhou withdrew his hand with a smile, looked at Lin Mengsang, his face collapsed, and he said in frustration: "Sister Sang is going to Huajing too? Then I'm so boring by myself. Brother Sen will not be long after finishing this movie. Back to Huajing."

"Brother Musen is going back to Huajing?" Lin Mengsang raised his eyebrows.

Meng Fan was more surprised than she was, "Musen returned to Huajing? He stayed well in Lin'an, why is he going back all of a sudden?"

Meng Zhou rolled his eyes, "Uncle, your memory is really not as good as every year. It's the old man's [-]th birthday. Can Brother Sen not go back? When he goes back this time, the old man can let him go? Besides, Hua Some rabbits in Beijing are jumping around too arrogantly, if Brother Sen doesn't go back, everyone will almost forget that he is still there."

That means, whether it is passive or active, it is time for Shi Musen to return to Huajing.

Meng Fan rubbed his arms with a complicated expression, "Then shall I mourn for the people in Huajing for a second?"

"More than a second, continue to mourn!" Meng Zhou shrugged and spread his hands.

When Musen goes back, the happy days of those hopping rabbits will come to an end.

"From your point of view, Brother Mu Sen seems to be crazy?" Lin Mengsang recalled the last time the crew had a dinner and was beaten half to death by Shang Yang, blinked and looked at the two of them.

The expressions of Meng Zhou and Meng Fan were indescribable, "How should I put it, if others don't take the initiative to provoke him, he is still very normal, but if some people who don't know how to live or die move, they shouldn't move..."

Meng Zhou's eyes lingered on her for a moment, and then continued: "Brother Sen went crazy, and the other party would like to mention the ICU at the least, or bankrupt at worst, and sit in prison!"

What he said was absolutely correct. If Rong Xun and Shang Xu were present, they could add a few more serious words.

Ning Zishu, who pricked up his ears, gasped at the side, stared at Shi Musen who was in the middle of the play with wide eyes, and silently swallowed his saliva.

"But!" Meng Zhou realized that what he said about Brother Sen was too cruel, so he glanced at Lin Mengsang, who was listening carefully, and made amends in time, "Brother Sen is very protective of his own people and loves others, I really don't know Whoever can have that blessing to marry him in the future must be spoiled to death, I am so envious."

Lin Mengsang was amused by his exaggerated expression, and said surprisingly: "Do you want to marry Brother Mu Sen?"

"Ahem..." So frightened that he choked on his own saliva, Meng Zhouke blushed and waved his hands, "I...cough...don't have that...cough idea." I want to live.

"Who wants to marry me?" Shi Musen walked towards them with long legs without any haste, his eyes locked on Lin Mengsang, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were dark.

The follower from the tidbit group clapped and shook his hands, and quickly followed him with unconcealed excitement.

Lin Mengsang repeated Meng Zhou's words with a smile, "He said that brother Mu Sen is very defensive and will love others. If anyone is lucky enough to marry you, he will definitely be spoiled to death. He will be envious to death."

"Really?" Shi Musen took off his gloves, his deep eyes glowed with strange light, he raised his eyes to look at her, smiled meaningfully, and said, "What about you?"

The follower zoomed in on the camera and gave Lin Mengsang a close-up to capture her micro-expressions.

"Ah?" Me what?
Lin Mengsang's lips parted slightly, in a state of bewilderment.

Shi Musen lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, and repeated, "What about you? Are you envious?"

In the camera, his side face is perfect, and his lips curled into a smile that is simply captivating. He is so flirtatious, and the brother who took the photo tried his best not to shake his hands.

Everyone turned their attention to Lin Mengsang, waiting for her answer.

Lin Mengsang came to his senses, blinked at him, tilted his head and said, "No one should be envious, right?"

Rich, good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, and doting on his wife, where can I find such a husband?
That is envy.

Shi Musen's smile gradually widened, and he laughed softly. Looking at her, his eyes seemed to be hooked, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Don't be envious!"

Lin Mengsang was confused again, what do you mean?
Seeing her bewildered face, Meng Zhou was going crazy. How come the six thieves who are thinking about it in other places are not enlightened here?

Shouting crazily in my heart: Don't be envious, it means that you are the one to be envied by others! !

(End of this chapter)