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Brother Qi is very concerned about Zhao Yi, and he also remembers to help Zhao Yi pave the way for the bigger online dramas. I don't know where to make a relationship, let Zhao Yi arrange a few leading actors to participate in a food show with a good reputation. The show is hosted by three hosts with high status in the circle, and the ratings are very high, so ordinary newcomers can't get on the show.
Zhao Yi is happy. Although it is an online drama, it is also her work, so I am looking forward to it.
When Song Xiaolan was at the side, she didn't dare to smile, even a slight smile. She doesn't hate Brother Qi, nor does she dislike Brother Qi. The two of them always talk and laugh when they chat, and they won't be as cold as they are today. When she saw Song Xiaolan leave the room, she felt relieved, and the tense expression on her face turned into softness.
In front of Brother Qi, she was just a weak little girl. Zhao Yi didn't feel ashamed to admit this.
After Brother Qi finished talking about the variety show, he greeted Zhao Yi again. Zhao Yi would also ask him about some business matters, and you kept talking, and the time passed like this. After Zhao Yi hung up the phone, Song Xiaolan had long since disappeared.
Zhao Yi walked out of the room, but didn't see Song Xiaolan's clear and serious face, her heartbeat seemed to have missed half a beat, and the light in her eyes was scattered.
She didn't know what to do, she sent him a wechat message, asking where he was? And continue with what you haven't done?
Zhao Yi pulled a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, and took a deep breath.
Just leave and leave.
How can you deserve to be with her if you don't have the guts and heart.
Zhao Yi went back to the room again, changed into a new set of clothes, went out, and returned to the studio.
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Back in the studio, she didn't see Rococo's people, and asked a few employees, but they couldn't explain clearly.
Zhao Yi had heard for a long time that Ouyang Ming and his wife were at odds, but because the husband and wife did not reach an agreement on the issue of joint property, they have been procrastinating on not getting a divorce.
The news of Ouyang Ming's messing around outside had already spread, but everyone never thought that this person was from Zhao Yi's side, and at most they only thought about those third-rate newcomers who just came out.
Zhao Yi frowned, feeling uneasy, and called Ouyang Ming's manager.
"Oh, Director Zhao!"
The manager is very enthusiastic, and he can feel his stickiness through the phone.
Zhao Yi didn't like Ouyang Ming, and naturally he didn't like his manager either, so she didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she asked directly, "Where's Ouyang Ming?"
The agent was stunned for a while, "Ah, Ou Zai, he's filming, what's wrong?"
Zhao Yi's frowning brows relaxed a little: "On that set?"
"It's in the suburb, what's the matter?"
Zhao Yi: "Give me the address on WeChat."
"What¡¡"
Zhao Yi hung up the phone.
The manager on the other end was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to get angry. Who would let his own artist beat others' people? I can only send the address honestly.
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A filming location in the suburbs of Beijing.
Ou Yangming plays a soldier of the Republic of China. With the unique height advantage of Northeast people, coupled with his tough facial features, he looks dignified and personable.
There were some fans around the studio, they looked very young, their eyes were shining brightly, staring at Ou Yangming's every word and deed. If no one stopped them, they might pounce on them.
But Ou Yangming enjoys it very much, and he has to put electricity here for a moment when he is putting on his makeup.
Because Rococo is mixed in, Ouyang Ming is discharging her.
Rococo was wearing a peaked cap, baseball uniform and sweatpants, and the brim of the hat could cover half of her face. At first glance, she thought she was a high school student. Even Ouyang Ming's agent didn't find her.
When Ouyang Ming took a break in the middle, fans would gather around, shouting things like "Brother, come on!"
Luo Keke stepped aside, looking at Ouyang Ming with warmth in his eyes.
But this didn't prevent the two from flirting with each other, Ou Yangming still fired in her direction from time to time. The fans thought they were addressing themselves, and exclaimed one after another.
Really greasy.
"Are you hot?"
Ou Yangming's voice was very magnetic, like a subwoofer, and a few simple words killed those fans.
"not hot!"
"not hot!"
Ou Yangming was wearing a military cap, but he was very hot. Fine sweat flowed out from the cap, soaking the brim of the cap.
Seeing this, the agent handed him a hand-held fan.
Ou Yangming drank water, raised his head slightly, his jaw line was beautiful, even sexy.
Rococo lookHer eyes were so straight that she was so dazed that she didn't know that there was a reporter standing opposite her, catching her expression at any time.
Ouyang Ming: "If it's hot, go buy some water."
These words are rococo. The fans didn't know, they thought it was the idol who cared about them, and they were so moved and excited that their eyes almost turned red
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Zhao Yi started from work and arrived at the set after only 30 minutes of driving. She parked the car, and within a few steps, she found the paparazzi she knew were wandering around outside.
Zhao Yi was vigilant for three points, and walked directly into the set without saying hello.
The paparazzi spotted her and patted her back.
Zhao Yi didn't care, she just took the shot, and she didn't have anything more to say about it.
Are they going to write that she sent the staff to other people's arms for her own play? That would be ridiculous, she can't play with a greasy man like Ouyang Ming.
Zhao Yi entered the set and took a deep breath.
Fans surrounded the staff, and the staff surrounded Ouyang Ming. It's summer now, and the weather is already feeling hot and stuffy. Surrounded by layers like this, it's really hard to breathe.
Luo Keke's whole heart was hanging on Ouyang Ming, and he never expected that Zhao Yi would appear here.
Zhao Yi glanced around the fan group, and found the reporter opposite, who seemed to be in the same group as the one outside the door.
It was sent by Ouyang Ming's wife. It seemed that the woman not only wanted to tear herself apart from Ouyang Ming, but also ruined him.
Zhao Yi frowned, already realizing that Rococo would have trouble sooner or later. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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