Hey, I'm Leaving Again

She took a look at director Wang and knew that director Wang was looking at it from the perspective of God. She pursed her lips and knew that she did not consider director Wang this time. She pursed her lips and simply didn't say anything more.

"I see. Guide Wang, I'll go out first."

Director Wang shook his head after watching him go out quietly.

The girl has a talent for acting, but her arrogance will cause big problems sooner or later.

On the other side of the set, song ran and Jiang Ping'an play against each other. Jiang Ping'an's role in the play is also a noble, cold and gorgeous woman, but it brings a little pride.

In this play, Jiang Ping'an, as a female 3, fans both Jingran and song ran. Now this play is the one that Jiang Ping'an fans song ran.

"Why are you doing this to me? Is there anything that can't be solved?"

Jiang Pingan picked up the corner of his mouth.

"In my world, there is no good talk to solve this matter. My world only has eight words, either black or white. Those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will die."

After Jiang Pingan's character spoke, he turned and was ready to leave.

But the role played by song Zong was to reach out and pull Jiang Ping'an. Jiang Ping'an turned his head and slapped her almost the moment song Ran's hand touched her arm.

Song ran knew that the play was played like this, but she didn't expect that Jiang Pingan's slap would be so heavy. Song ran herself was wearing high heels and fell to the ground.

Song ran originally thought this one would be remake, but fortunately, after watching it, director Wang felt that this scene was more natural because of this fall. Director Wang passed this one.

Jiang Pingan stepped on her high heels to song ran and handed her hand.

Song ran also fell to the ground and was stunned.

Jiang Ping'an was a little helpless.

"You can't get up. I'll go now."

Song ran knew that Jiang Ping'an was stepping down the steps for herself. She smiled, then took Jiang Ping'an's hand and climbed up.

Other people on the set now have a murmur in their hearts. They originally thought that song ran had such a thing. It was a rat crossing the street. But now it seems that song ran still has a chance to turn over!

Now several people who were not so respectful to song ran have to consider their attitude towards song ran.

Ji ran knew that Jiang Ping'an played song ran in the play. When she saw song ran fall to the ground, she had a burst of joy in her heart. Only when she saw Jiang Ping'an hand out, her face changed directly.

No one in the whole circle knows that the eldest miss of the Jiang family, Jiang Ping'an, has a serious habit of cleanliness and is very arrogant. She will never be touched by others, whether her clothes or her hands, unless she is a very close person. Now Jiang Ping'an hands out her hands and clearly regards song ran as her own.

How could such a thing be allowed to happen?

He walked quietly to Jiang Ping'an.

"Miss Jiang's play is as wonderful as ever. It's crisp and neat without dragging water. It really makes people excited."

Jiang Pingan glanced at the magazine in her hand and didn't want to pay attention to the woman in front of her.

Silence has no self-consciousness of being left out, and is still talking quack quack.

"But I didn't expect Miss Jiang to do so hard."

Jiang Ping'an suddenly closed his magazine and stood up.

Jiang Ping'an's height was a little higher than that of Ji'an. In addition, Jiang Ping'an's momentum and temperament were so good that Ji'an was like lowering his head in front of Jiang Ping'an.

"I..."

"I was making a serious film just now. Aren't you slandering me by talking like this, or do you say that you have already prepared a recorder or something, waiting for me to do it, and then you send it to the Internet and discredit me by the way."

Hearing Jiang Pingan's words, she trembled her lips.

"I, not me, I didn't."

Jiang Ping'an glanced at the silence and didn't speak.

Just over there, director Wang called them to shoot a play. Jiang Pingan walked over in high heels and deliberately left silence when he turned sideways.

Ji ran bit his lips. He wanted to come here to speak ill of song ran with Jiang Ping'an. Now it seems that stealing chicken can't eat rice.

The two soon arrived on the set. Jiang Ping'an still looked very cold and gorgeous, but this time Jiang Ping'an's shape was replaced by sitting in a chair.

"What did you come to me for today?"

"Sister, I beg you, will you help me and ah Cheng?"

Yes, in this play, Jiang Pingan plays the role of the hero's sister.

At this moment, no matter how lonely the heroine pleaded, Jiang Pingan still sat in his chair, looking like a thunderclap.

"If I want to help you, who will help my parents? What's your status? Don't you have any number in mind? My parents are devoted to raising children in our city. How can they be robbed by children like you."

"Sister, I..."

At this time, Jiang Ping'an seemed to have heard enough of what Ji ran said. He stood up directly from the stool, then walked two steps to Ji Ran's face and slapped him.

But after Jiang Pingan's slap went down, everyone was stunned.

In fact, the direction of the script is not finished yet. The role played by Jiang Pingan is noble, cold and gorgeous, but in fact, it is a little annoying in the early stage. The annoying place is here. After the two lines of Jiang Pingan are said, the words behind Jiang Pingan will be too much, and the audience will lose a little favor for the role temporarily, But it will be washed white in the later stage.

However, Jiang Ping'an did not give Ji ran the chance to say two lines at all, and directly slapped him. Everyone was stunned, but director Wang shouted card at this time.

"All right, all right, let's have a rest first."

Jiang Pingan took a look at the quiet lying on the ground. She was not ready to reach out to help her. She stepped on her high heels and went to one side to have a rest. She got up from the ground and pinched her fingers. The whole person looked very angry.

"Director Wang, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

Director Wang was drinking his tea and watching the film he had just made. The more he saw, the more appropriate he felt. The more he saw, the better he felt. Director Wang almost didn't clap his hands.