Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Du Miaomiao was shocked by the killing intention at that moment. He broke out in a cold sweat, opened his mouth and forgot his lines for a moment.

"Card! Zhang Bingting, what are you doing?! Say the lines The director threw the script aside and growled.

Zhang pinting wipes her cold sweat and spits on herself. She is scared by a new person's eyes! Mouth is constantly apologizing: "sorry director, I forgot."

"Tingting. Come on

"Tingting, you don't have to care about the rumors outside, we will protect you! This play belongs to you. No matter what role it is, you should work hard to shoot it

"Tingting, you are so much better than Qing. Don't lose to her!"

The director took the script from the producer and pointed to the fans, "what's the matter? Who put fans in? Get out of here

"Director, they are all my fans. Can we not drive them away?" Zhang Bingting suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of the fans, "they won't make trouble."

"Not even that!" The director's tone is decisive.

Qing Yao'er has been airing for a long time. At this time, her legs are aching and her head is aching. She just wants to finish shooting her part in a hurry. If she continues to stand in such a stalemate, she may not have to wait until when. Moreover, she also wants to see what storm Zhang pinting wants to make with these fans. So, Qing Yao'er says, "director, let them stay."

"But..." The director hesitated a little, but when she saw that Qing Yaoer's face was pale, it was not the costume she had painted, and then she thought of the phone call from emperor Shao himself early this morning The words in the mouth around a circle, and finally into a sentence: "shoot!"

Then just now, Lin Meng roared with a pale face, but Du Miaomiao kept smiling, "you are a bad man You're going to take brother Sun Jin! "

Lin Meng lowered his head, constantly muttering, repeated many times, finally, Lin Meng Meng Meng raised his head, rushed to the past, pushed her.

However, at this time, frequent changes!

Zhang Bingting quickly grabs her wrist and swings her to the right. Qing Yaoer can't dodge for a moment and bumps into the handrail of the stairs, while Zhang Bingting directly rolls down the short stairs.

It's just the stairs up and down the villa. It's not long. It's only seven or eight days. But it's enough to let Zhang Bingting lie in bed for a few days.

Qing Yao'er is sitting beside the armrest at the moment. Just now, she bumps into her wrist. Qing Yao'er is sweating in pain and doesn't dare to move.

When such an accident happened, everyone was a little unprepared. The fastest reaction was from the fans, "ah! Tingting! Somebody help

"Tingting! Are you all right? "

"Let me go! Don't stop me! Tingting is injured. Don't you see that? "

Fans struggle, the director also in a higher than a roar back to God, "quick! Send to the hospital! "

Arbor also ran to Qing Yao'er for the first time, "Yao'er, what's the matter with you?" Touching her forehead, she felt a cold sweat. Suddenly, arbor's heart stopped beating.

"Hands It hurts The fine Yao son gnaws a tooth to say.

Qiaomu didn't call an ambulance. Hearing what qingyaoer said, she took qingyaoer downstairs and drove her to the hospital.

When she came out just now, all the people in the cast didn't look right at her. However, before Qing Yaoer thought deeply, she fainted.