Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

The two women have changed their makeup, and he is a big man with ink marks.

As soon as Tu Meiling finished speaking, Hong Jingtong came out of his exclusive dressing room. Compared with Wen Qian and Tu Meiling, who were dressed as two chivalrous girls, Hong Jingtong was dressed in a red dress with embroidery and a black cloak, walking with wind , Tu Meiling was stunned.

The policeman played by Hong Jingtong is equivalent to a national civil servant, and he is naturally better dressed than them.

"Okay, Wen Qian, Tu Meiling, Hong Jingtong, you all come with me." Director Chen coughed lightly, blocking Tu Meiling's nympho gaze.

Because they are the protagonists, their fighting training must be very strict, and sometimes real fighting is required.

Director Chen brought them to the martial arts teacher: "I leave it to you."

The martial arts teacher glanced at the two of them: "Can you endure hardship?"

"Yes." Wen Qian and Tu Meiling answered loudly.

The martial arts teacher has seen a lot of big names, and because of Wen Qian's status, he won't show mercy and let them squat for two hours as soon as they come up.

"Ah?" Tu Meiling thought she could learn a cool move, but who would have thought that it would be such a boring thing as Zamabu.

"If Mr. Tu can't do it, he can leave at any time." The teacher left without saying anything.

Tu Meiling gritted her teeth at his back, what kind of martial arts teacher is this, so arrogant.

Wen Qian patted her on the shoulder: "Hurry up and practice, finish training early and rest early."

Wen Qian has the background, and the teacher is not around, so they don't have to do things very standard.

In this way, two hours later, Wen Qian felt that her legs were not her face.

Tu Meiling was even more exaggerated, she sat down on the ground: "No, I can't go back by myself." She wanted to ask Gu Weiyi to pick her up.

Wen Qian laughed: "This is just the beginning."

The martial arts teacher counted the time and came over: "That's right, this is just the beginning, now I will teach you moves."

Wen Qian insisted on standing even though she was sweating profusely, but she saw that Tu Meiling's face turned pale, and she couldn't help pleading with the teacher: "Why don't we practice again tomorrow? Meiling's complexion is very bad."

"If you don't look good, just go to the side and watch, but let me explain in advance, I will only teach you once."

Tu Meiling was furious, what kind of martial arts teacher, as if they owed him millions, was about to retaliate, when Hong Jingtong and Wen Qian grabbed his arms from left to right.

"Meiling should still be able to persist."

Wen Qian winks at Tu Meiling wildly.

Tu Meiling endured and endured before suppressing her anger, and she was extremely reluctant: "I can still hold on."

The martial arts teacher raised his chin proudly. The two women dare not object. If it wasn't for Director Chen's face, how could he agree to this job? These two are the best at knowing things.

After finally getting through the training, Wen Qian received a call from Shi Xinyue just as she lay down in the temporary lounge of the hotel. Her tired fingers didn't bother to move, and she directly pressed the speakerphone.

"Wen Qian, everything is ready here, when will you and Tu Meiling come to shoot the magazine?"

Tu Meiling was lying next to Wen Qian. Hearing Shi Xinyue's voice, she was in a bad mood. She was not so tired even if she had been processing documents all day.

"No, Sissy told her to reschedule." Tu Meiling mouthed, she couldn't hear it on the phone, but Wen Qian heard it.

That's what she wanted to say, but with her and Tu Meiling's current state, even if they went there, they wouldn't be able to take good-looking photos.

"Sorry, Xinyue, the shooting magazine may have to be rescheduled."

"Why?" Shi Xinyue could hear the tiredness in Wen Qian's tone.

Just as Wen Qian was about to answer, there was a knock on the door, and Tu Meiling turned over irritatedly. Just as she was lying down, it was the phone and the door knocking.

Wen Qian thought it was a takeaway, and asked Shi Xinyue to wait to open the door.

The door bolt turned, and Fu Yicheng's face appeared in front of Wen Qian's eyes, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the food box.

The two stared at the door for a while, Fu Yicheng couldn't help but speak first: "Don't let me in?"

Only then did Wen Qian get out of the way, and flew back to her bed to remove the pillow that Tu Meiling used to block her ears.

Tu Meiling waved her arms in displeasure: "What are you doing?"

Wen Qian pointed in the direction of the door, and Tu Meiling immediately regained her spirits: "I'll go first."

Her room is next door, but Wen Qian's is closer to the elevator, so she didn't want to go back and make a mistake, so she rubbed against Wen Qian's.

I didn't expect Fu Yicheng to come.

"Why are you here?" Wen Qian drove Tu Meiling away, and the seat became vacant.

"I came to see you, and the crew let you live here?" Fu Yicheng's expression was slightly sullen.

This hotel is already the best here, but Fu Yicheng still doesn't like it.

"I can't live for a few more days." She wanted to go back to the studio to deal with things.

"Hey, Wen Qian, Wen Qian!" Shi Xinyue on the other side of the phone had been waiting for a long time, but Wen Qian didn't hang up, she didn't know where she went.

Wen Qian quickly picked up her phone: "I'm sorry, Xinyue."

Shi Xinyue?Fu Yicheng guessed what she was calling for, and snatched Wen Qian's cell phone: "I'm Fu Yicheng."

Shi Xinyue originally wanted to urge Wen Qian to put down her work in the studio and come to her to take photos of magazines first, but when she heard Fu Yicheng's voice, she was immediately speechless.

"Fu... Master Fu." It turned out that Wen Qian disappeared just now to pick up Master Fu.

"Qiqian is not feeling well, the magazine shoot..." Fu Yicheng originally wanted to help Wenqian ask for leave, but Shi Xinyue interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Since Wen Qian is not feeling well, please take a good rest. I will inform her after I make arrangements in two days."

After finishing speaking, before Fu Yicheng could answer, he hung up the phone.

Fu Yicheng held the phone silently for a long time. Originally, he just wanted to ask for a day off.

Returning the phone to Wen Qian, leaning Wen Qian's head on his lap: "Why are you so tired?"

"It's not the martial arts teacher who made us do the horse stance for two hours, and then immediately let us learn the moves. It's no wonder we're not tired."

The things Wen Qian complained about must be too much, Fu Yicheng made up his mind to talk to that martial arts teacher.

Gently stroking the ends of Wen Qian's hair, it didn't take long for Wen Qian to fall asleep comfortably.

Fortunately, there was only one day of such high-intensity training, and Wen Qian and Tu Meiling returned to the studio to prepare for recording the next day.

Let Director Chen see the effect first, then we can arrange the plot.

Because they are original scripts, even the hawking on the street and the sound of sword collisions need to be synthesized by themselves, which is a huge workload.

"How is your foley learning?" Wen Qian hasn't competed with Tu Meiling for a long time, so she doesn't know Tu Meiling's current level.

Tu Meiling spends one day every week to study, she has learned it, but she is not proficient.

"Let's take a look later." It really doesn't work, and Wen Qian can only take full responsibility.

"it is good."

Wen Qian checked the radio machine for the last time, and just as Tu Meiling was about to go in, the ceiling in the recording studio suddenly collapsed, smashing the microphone placed in the middle for radio reception beyond recognition.