Reborn Movie Queen's Growth Story

The beauty chanted, saying "you hurt me". It must be a man who can't help but pity her.

But Jung just looked at her and wanted to talk. He didn't know what to say. Did he see her sad and lonely? Does she think she's a fool?

Or he was sorry to hurt her, but he didn't want to let go when he held the white wrist. Wouldn't he let her go when he said he was sorry. He hesitated briefly.

However, his hesitation seemed incomprehensible to Qinghuan, and then she said again in English: "Sir, please let me go."

Jung's eyes were full of surprise. He couldn't imagine that a prostitute printed on a cigarette box could still speak English.

So he let go and replied, "I'm sorry."

Qinghuan doesn't want to entangle with him. Entanglement for a long time is bad for her reputation.

It's funny that a prostitute should always worry about her reputation.

From childhood to most of them, once in contact with men, she must be careful to handle it, ensure that she will not be offended and seduce men. Only such innocence can make her reputation louder and louder.

She had to avoid long-term physical contact. First, she was afraid of being taught and second, she was afraid of being misunderstood. She was tied to the man who touched her.

Qinghuan doesn't like this rash and unruly man, but due to the difference of their identity, she still smiles and nods to him, which is regarded as accepting his apology.

Jung felt that this was a charming woman like a fan. She was beautiful and charming. She knew the ceremony and could move forward and backward freely. She looked like a noble lady, but her eyes were full of dust.

Jung didn't want to let her go, so he reached out and grabbed her.

But this time Qinghuan was wary of him. He turned away from his hand. When he turned around, he also brought bursts of fragrance, which he had never smelled.

This time, like the glass of wine that looked at each other not long ago, her body flew like a butterfly, but her eyes stared at him without blinking. Her eyebrows were slightly picked, her eyes were as soft as silk, and she was as tough as trying to hook up his straight back all the way.

This is a very aggressive look, like Jung's look at the leopard on the cigarette box, with purpose, weapons and the emptiness he tries to hide.

The episode between them attracted the attention of some men and women. They were more or less intoxicated by Qinghuan, so when Qinghuan crossed the dance floor, everyone tacitly made way for her.

Qinghuan didn't look back, but pingting walked out of the dance floor and stepped on the carved arc stairs step by step.

Halfway through, she stopped, looked down at him across the noisy and twisting crowd.

She was still smiling, dazzling in beauty, tarnishing everything, lingering in her eyes with undisguised temptation.

Jung held his breath and stared at her and smiled. She moved, looked back and disappeared in front of him.

At this moment, all the sounds and colors in the world left him in an instant. In front of him, there were only those haunting sounds and smiles that echoed again and again.

He thought he really loved her eyes.

"Card!"

When the recording board was taken, the music in the Western-style building suddenly disappeared, and the group performance of hard dancing also stopped. Shen Yi went downstairs, and Leo turned to look at Lin Yao.

Lin Yao didn't speak. He first turned the tape back and looked at it from beginning to end before clapping the board. "This one is too! Adjust it, and then take two more to compare the effect."

All the actors and staff in the venue breathed a sigh of relief because of Lin Yao's words. It's all right to take more pictures. As long as one of them passes, otherwise, to the extent of Lin Yao's turtle hair, a detail can be deducted for half a day. Such a long shot can be taken until midnight.

"Yes, one by one." Lin Zhi went to Shen Yi and hit her shoulder with her body askew.

Shen Yi took the water from Lu Xiaobai and drank it. "Is Leo good at acting or am I good at acting?"