Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 43

In fact, everyone doesn't have too many opinions. It's all about making money anyway. Who would have trouble with money?

As long as there is a mountain like Song Yan coming to sit in the town, everyone believes that there will be no problem with wages.

Song Yan leaned on the sofa, silent without saying a word.

After that, Tu Yan said a few more precautions, anyway, the general meaning is to pay attention to safety.

It was already 10:30 when the meeting ended, and everyone was sleepy.

Qi Yue followed Xu Beiyin upstairs, and stood in front of the bed in a daze for a while.

"Xiao Qi, I was not honest when I was sleeping, please bear with me, thank you." Xu Beiyin vaccinated her.

Qi Yue let out an "oh", lifted the quilt and sat on it, and said, "Coincidentally, I'm not very honest, if I accidentally kick you down in the middle of the night, I'm really sorry."

Qi Yue raised her eyebrows and tilted her head to look at Xu Beiyin.

There was only one bed in the whole room, and it was more than enough for the two of them to sleep. Xu Beiyin wanted to plot against her, but she would not let her plot for nothing.

Xu Beiyin gritted his teeth and looked at her. After a while, he smiled again: "Then it depends on which of us is more dishonest."

The targeting among the girls is nothing more than playing tricks, to be honest, Qi Yue is not afraid.

Even if she is a star, as a star, she should pay more attention to her behavior.

Qi Yue sat on the bed for a while, and when she got out of bed to wash and came back, Xu Beiyin was lying on the bed with big characters.

Qi Yue laughed angrily, she walked over and pushed Xu Beiyin: "Miss Xu, you said that I will take a picture of you now..."

Without thinking about her threatening words, Xu Beiyin pretended to be asleep, but was pushed by Qi Yue, and turned over with a whimper.

Qi Yue snorted and patted the sheet before sitting on it.

Could it be that she still thinks highly of Xu Beiyin?Play tricks, really make people speechless?
Xu Beiyin was afraid that Qi Yue would kick her out of the bed, or that Qi Yue would really do something to ruin her reputation, but Xu Beiyin slept soundly.

Qi Yue woke up at five o'clock the next day, packed her things and rushed to the shooting location with the crew.

Looking at the classical wooden building from a distance, it looks like a place where immortals live far away from the world, elegant and dignified.

Qi Yue raised her eyebrows, quite surprised that the crew found such a house.

Mijia leaned over and poked her with his elbow: "Not bad, I liked it the first time I saw it."

Qi Yue nodded: "It's very good, Brother Yan and the others should like it very much."

Mijia smiled: "Will Brother Yan really like it? I always thought he was the kind of person with a strong sense of urbanization, and this kind of rural retro-style building doesn't match his style."

Qi Yue looked at her with a half-hearted smile: "Whether it fits or not, he has a variety of styles as a brother, and he is suitable for any one. There is no way, there is a wide range of dramas."

These words seem to have no connotation, but Mijia can hardly hear the tone of showing off.

She shrank her shoulders, not daring to say anything more to insult Qi Yue.

The invisible gunpowder had just dissipated here, and something happened to Tu Yan again.

"What's the matter with you? How could there be a problem with the instrument, didn't you check it before you came?" Tu Yan said loudly, sounding like he was suppressing his anger.

Qi Yue went with Mi Jia and asked, "Director Tu, what's the matter?"

The cameraman of the program team kept apologizing, and Tu Yan briefly explained that it turned out that the main camera brought by the photographer had a problem and the image was not showing.

"Where do you want me to go to find you a camera now?" Tu Yan scratched the back of his head with a headache, put one hand on his waist, and looked down at the camera that fell off the chain at a critical moment.

Mijia walked forward on his own: "Where is it broken? Is it serious? Can it be repaired?"

Adding fuel to the flames and asking three times in a row, Tu Yan gave her a resentful look, but didn't want to say anything.

Qi Yue raised her eyebrows, but didn't go forward to touch the mold.

"Isn't there still a camera left? Let's disassemble one and use it first. In fact, we don't need to use a lot." A deep and clear voice cut in, and everyone looked over in unison. It was Song Yan who came.

He came so early, and everyone hadn't packed it up yet, and now there was something wrong with the camera.

Song Yan pulled the suitcase and walked over, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Qi Yue looked at his still a little dazed face, no make-up, clean and fair, very handsome, she was already a little upset, but now her heart beat faster suddenly.

Tu Yan looked at Song Yan, and said apologetically, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry that I can't take pictures of you coming in now. I guess you have to go out and do it again later."

Song Yan waved his hand nonchalantly, pointed to the temporary shed built by the program group, and said, "Fix one over there, and then take it down and let the cameraman hold it. Just control the screen and move."

"Okay." After Song Yan said that, Tu Yan didn't lose his temper anymore, and said to the photographer: "Put this one down first, go and remove one from the living room, remember to remove the one that doesn't affect the angle."

Song Yan looked down at the camera and said, "Maybe I can try to fix it."

Everyone stopped breathing for a while, and looked at him one after another.

Qi Yue: It's a joke, I haven't seen you repair anything at home after being together for so many years, do you really know how to repair such high-tech things?
Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Song Yan smiled and said, "I acted in a movie before, and my job was to repair digital tools such as mobile phones and computers in an electronics factory. I learned a little superficial."

As soon as Song Yan mentioned Qi Yue, he remembered that Song Yan's sixth film was about this.

A group of civilians living at the bottom create miracles with their hands and brain power.

Qi Yue raised her eyebrows, waiting for a good show.

Tu Yan was hesitant at first, but later he wanted to write and let him go, anyway, Song Yan would pay for it if it broke.

In this way, Song Yan changed from a regular guest to a temporary repairman, sitting in a simple plastic shed and repairing the camera.

The guests arrived one after another, and Xu Beiyin was the last to come. When she came, she subconsciously glanced at Qi Yue, her eyes a little crazy.

Qi Yue was sitting in the shed watching Song Yanxiu's camera, but didn't care about her.

An hour later, Song Yan turned on the camera, and sure enough, the screen was clear and restored to its original state.

Oh, so this is fur?Qi Yue slandered in her heart, took a fan made of paper and quickly slapped it a few times, trying to blow away the dryness in her body.

Song Yan raised his hand and wiped the heat gently, "Okay."

The photographer hurried over to take a look, and it was all right.

Then you can proceed smoothly.

"Mr. Song, you still have to make up the video when you came in later." Tu Yan said.

Qi Yue frowned instinctively, and added, didn't it mean that Song Yan was the last one to come?

Although the position has no special meaning, and some people even regard the last one as the finale, people also subconsciously think that the finale is the most powerful person.

But this would also be considered a bluff.

Qi Yue frowned, not wanting Song Yan to be trolled by irrational trolls on the Internet again.

She took a clean face towel and handed it to Song Yan, saying: "Ms. Song has worked hard all morning, and the sun has not fully risen yet. It is already past nine o'clock, and the sun is too hot. Wipe off your sweat quickly, don't get tanned."

Qi Yue looked at Tu Yan calmly, seeing that he really lowered his head.

(End of this chapter)