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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 51

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    Sa Shuang was dissatisfied, and his anger rose suddenly, and the usual indifference in his eyes could not conceal the anger at the moment.  My mind is no longer as calm as before, and I am a little fiery and irritable.

    But this is not the end.

    Youxin gave her a serious look, then looked away, coughed lightly and said, "Winnie, today is the last day, besides the shot on the railroad track, there is another shot to make up."

    After listening to Sa Shuang, he temporarily suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and turned his thoughts to work.

    The shooting time was agreed to be one week, seven days, and today is the fourth day. She has carefully seen that the itinerary is empty. It stands to reason that today¡¯s shot on the railroad track is the last one, which means that the commercial will be completed in advance, and there will be enough in the future.  How could there be an extra shot in the post-production schedule?

    She turned her head to look at Youxin wonderingly, but before Youxin could speak, the man next to him who had been leaning over to wipe his lips straightened up and said, "Youxin is right, I want to mend one."

    Sa Shuang looked at Qin Haoran's indifferent look, and understood that he knew the news early in the morning.

    "The lens is not newly added, so there is no need to familiarize yourself with the book again, and there is no burden. It's just that there was a scene that was not shot well before and needs to be retaken." Haoran threw away the wet tissue.

    "Oh, which one?" Sa Shuang glanced at him, but finally turned his gaze to Youxin and asked.

    Youxin's eyes flickered, her expression was complicated, she frowned, and after a long while she answered calmly: "It's the wedding ceremony in the conservatory."

    oh?

    When Sa Shuang heard this, she turned her head to look at Qin Haoran, and the anger that had been suppressed in her heart surged up again. This time, she might not be able to suppress it anymore, but she didn't want to suppress it anymore.

    That scene was too representative and typical, because it immediately reminded her of that kiss.

    Sa Shuang's face was a little red, not because he blushed recalling that kiss, but because of the anger in his chest.

    What did he say just now?

    It's just a reshoot

    Sa Shuang really wished he could crush this man to death.

    "What? What does this expression mean? Is there something wrong?" Qin Haoran didn't seem to have reacted to Sashuang's gaffe at all, and he was still leaning on the dressing table, looking at her with his arms crossed.

    Sa Shuang gritted his teeth, but did not speak.

    "To borrow your famous saying, this is work." Qin Haoran suddenly smiled coldly, "We are shooting jewelry, the scene is a wedding, and the theme is sweet. But, what did we do in the wedding scene? Wei Sashuang, yours  The famous saying sounds good, but you don't have such a posture at all, and you don't have such an awareness. No matter what prejudices you have against me or what dissatisfaction I have with you, you must put work first."

    Sa Shuang suddenly felt that this was almost a cold joke. It was all he messed up, but in the end the person who was properly educated became her?

    Sa Shuang looked at him coldly and taught him a lesson with his senior's money, his eyes were full of contempt, ridicule, unwillingness, and teasing himself.

    Later, thinking about the scene that day, she admired herself ten thousand times.

    Originally, she seemed to have a thousand words in her heart, and she wanted to cover up her grievances, annoyance, shame and hatred in sharp words without concealment, and smashed at him.

    But in the end, he didn't say anything, just nodded his head quite imposingly, with a calm expression on his face.

    Isn't there a sentence?

    Willing to gamble, admit defeat.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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