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"Come on again, He Lu." He Ning smiled.

He Lu adjusted for a while, then took a few more sips of water before coming forward.

He Ning is still the line, but this time, she secretly added a quick and anxious tone to the line.

Because she was only shooting a back figure, and the lines must be post-production, so how she said her lines had no effect on the filming.

But it had an impact on He Lu. He Ning's lines were not hurriedly spoken several times before, and He Lu just finished speaking.

This time she quickened her tone. How could an inexperienced rookie like He Lu keep up? Suddenly, I stammered nervously, and the director called out again.

At this moment, He Lu was so nervous that the muscles on her face twitched.

Originally, she thought that she could simply pass the scene, repeated many times, but she couldn't reach it, let alone pass it a little, there was not even one that could be used at all.

In a blink of an eye there is only one chance left.

She was trembling all over and her face was sweaty. The makeup artist had put on her makeup many times, but she was still washed away by the sweat.

When filming again, as soon as she stood next to He Ning, she screamed and fell to the ground.

She fell too abruptly, and no one had time to help.

Shen Jingyu on the side strode over and brought He Ning into his arms.

The person who really fainted fell directly to the ground.

The person who was not dizzy was hugged by Shen Jingyu.

Except for the assistant, no one in the audience sympathized with He Lu. Seeing such a scene, they couldn't help but feel happy!

He Lu just fainted too nervously, was helped by the assistant and woke up after taking two sips of water.

She sat there sickly.

Young Master Li glanced at her, only disgusted in his heart, and he looked away.

"Miss He, I'm willing to bet and lose. We will pay the fee. This He Lu, we don't need it." Shao Ye Li immediately asked someone to offer a check, "Whoever chooses to shoot the ad will be given to Miss He's company choice. Up."

"Good." He Ning accepted the check.

He Lu's face was sallow, and her heart was unwilling: "He Ning, it's you, you made me deliberately, I could have done it!"

He Ning smiled softly, but said very hard: "Yes, you could have done a good job. The director and other staff will help you. Although you are immature and inexperienced, they will not look down on you and will only teach you. , Give you countless opportunities."

"It's you who missed this opportunity."

"Give you two words: deserve it!"

Young Master Li waved his hand impatiently at He Lu, motioning her to leave quickly and stop staying here to be annoying.

He Lu bit her lip, her makeup turned away, as ugly as a ghost, she stood up to walk outside.

"By the way, Master Li, I remember what I said at the beginning was, let her go?" He Ning asked rhetorically.

Young Master Li immediately said, "He Lu, who let you go? Get out of here."

He Lu wore high heels, staggered and unsteady.

He Ning was so cruel that he actually wanted her to get out! She is also a signed artist anyhow, how will she develop in the future?

But at this moment, He Lu had no choice but to follow.

She took off her high heels, curled up, and rolled out in front of everyone.

It is very difficult to roll on the flat ground. Every roll is very laborious. She has to hold her head and roll out in the eyes of everyone gloating in humiliation.