Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 342 What are you doing to me?
"Miss Zhao's skills are not as good as others, so it's other people's business to be NG? Besides, I brought my artists to see Director Lan's drama to learn experience, so why did it become a trick? Is it Miss Zhao's drama? When it is broadcast and watched by the audience, the audience will also play tricks? According to Ms. Zhao's logic, isn't it true that Ms. Zhao's filming is only right if no one watches it?"

Ning Chujin casually took out a lollipop from her pocket, unwrapped the wrapping paper, and bit it in her mouth, looking at Zhao Yurou with a foolish look.

Zhao Yurou was so angry that her face turned into a pig's liver, "You, you!" Turning around, she hugged Director Lan's arm and shook her coquettishly, "Director Lan, look at her, she is so arrogant after hitting someone, woo woo , this is obviously not giving you face."

"I brought people to see Director Lan's play, because I felt that Director Lan was the leader in the director's circle. Why didn't he give Lan Director face?"

"You, Ning Chujin, you're making unreasonable words, anyway, it's wrong for you to hit someone!" Zhao Yurou was so angry that tears rolled down her eyes.

Tsk tsk, this Zhao Yurou, when it's time to act, her acting skills are all sorts of broken.

At the moment, his acting skills are all set.

Director Lan coughed twice in a particularly speechless manner, "Miss Ning, did you hit her?"

"Hmph, see how you still deny it, Director Lan is here to make the decision for me!" Zhao Yurou looked at Ning Chujin coldly with her nostrils upturned.

Ning Chujin held back her laughter, is this woman really stupid or an idiot?
Director Lan made it clear that he couldn't stand her work.

Ning Chujin spread out her hands, "I can't hit such a big sandbag with such a weak and boneless hand."

"That's right, I was the one who beat the person. I want to find someone to get justice, but come here, one-on-one or gang fights, you can do whatever you want!" The red fat man patted his chest, and then stood on the spot. step.

There were two beeps.

The moment his legs stood still, the ground around him seemed to tremble.

Zhao Yurou was so frightened that her whole body shuddered, and she immediately hid behind Director Lan.

"Hey, Director Lan, look at him, he was brought by Ning Chujin..."

"Yes, I came with Ning Chujin, but I'm not his. I was born as our boss's ghost and died as our boss's ghost!" The fat man waved at Zhao Yurou as he spoke. Fighting posture.

Zhao Yurou covered her aching face, shivering, and pushed Director Lan again, "Director Lan, you have to make the decision for me."

"Since the person was not called by Ms. Ning, and this gentleman is not from Ms. Ning, I can't help it. Ms. Zhao, the rest time is over. Let's continue the next filming, otherwise we will really miss the schedule."

Director Lan's serious words made Zhao Yurou almost think that she was hallucinating.

Before she could recover, Director Lan had already pushed her hand away, and walked back to the shooting scene with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Yurou stayed where she was, looking at Director Lan's back in disbelief, the corner of her mouth twitching.

"Zhao Zhao, have you figured it out, is it a one-on-one fight or a gang fight?" The red fat man raised his foot and stomped hard.

Zhao Yurou only felt a tremor under her feet, and she almost lost her footing.

She screamed in fright and ran directly into the shooting scene.

"Hey, your props." Ning Chujin picked up the props of the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara with a laugh, and weighed them.

"I... Lin Gongyi, go and help me get the props!" Zhao Yurou couldn't help trembling when she saw the plump red man next to Ning Chujin, and pushed Lin Gong together.

(End of this chapter)