Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

"Auntie." Song Lang is also a person who knows how to do things, and he recognizes relatives without any hesitation.

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Zhuo Ying: "(??_?`)"

Zhuo Ying didn't understand: "What's the big deal?"

(^~^) Sheng Wenyin's mother and mother, while chewing and eating, put Zhuo Ying's shoulders and said: "Auntie, Song Lang is my eldest son, and you are my sister, so he has to call you auntie." Do you want to send a red envelope to your child when you meet for the first time? Auntie?”

Sheng Wenyin tried to fool Zhuo Ying into losing her money. If Zhuo Ying gave Song Lang a red envelope, she would use "Mom will help you save the money" as an excuse to give the red envelope away and not give it to Song Lang.

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Zhuo Ying was silent for a while, then turned her head and asked Sheng Wenyin, "Is the tea good?"

Sheng Wenyin nodded: "It's delicious!"

Zhuo Ying asked, "Are the egg tarts delicious?"

Sheng Wenyin nodded: "It's delicious!"

Zhuo Ying said: "Spit it out."

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Zhuo Ying grabbed Sheng Wenyin's neck, trying to strangle her, and shook her ferociously: "Spit it out! Spit it out! Spit it all out!"

Sheng Wenyin was scared to death!

Song Lang frowned, pulled Sheng Wenyin's arm, and dragged him behind him.

He blocked Sheng Wenyin with his body, looked at Zhuo Ying with strange eyes, and said coldly: "Mr. Zhuo, if you don't want to hear it, just pretend that I didn't say anything. You don't like me, so don't take it out on Teacher Sheng." , Don't worry, I don't want to have a relationship with you!"

Saying that, Song Lang put down the half-eaten egg tart, took out another 100 yuan from the bag, slapped it on the table, turned around and walked away forcefully!

Zhuo Ying covered her mouth: "Woooooooooooo..."

Sheng Wenyin looked at Zhuo Ying's sad look, she went over to comfort her carefully, patted Zhuo Ying's shoulder with her left hand, and touched the 100 yuan on the table with her right hand...

"Crack!" Zhuo Ying pressed the other side of the banknote, snatched the 100 yuan away, folded it up cherishedly, and said, "I want to keep it as a souvenir!"

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

The farce here made the atmosphere of the scene a little stagnant. It was not until Qi Si came back from the outside that everyone came back to their senses.

Director Wang looked at Qi Si's smiling face, and his face changed drastically: "Did the desensitization treatment overturn?"

Qi Si smiled so contentedly, it is very likely that Sheng Wenyin was eaten again!

The chief screenwriter said flatly, "Impossible."

Director Wang looked at him: "Huh?"

The chief screenwriter said: "It's only 10 minutes, according to the past practice, it's impossible to be so fast."

Director Wang: "..."

This crew is weird, everyone is studying whether the actor is fast or not...

Director Wang asked: "Have you done data analysis?"

The chief screenwriter wisely pushed the black-rimmed glasses on his face: "I am the chief screenwriter, and my logic is better than ordinary people."

Director Wang: "..."

Zhuo Ying will stay in the crew to sleep tonight, so she waits for Sheng Wenyin in the crew all day.

At first she thought she would stay in the factory shed and watch Sheng Wenyin perform.

As a result, I died laughing and cleared the scene.

Zhuo Ying was puzzled: "Is it a sex scene?"

Generally, only large-scale scenes with exposed bodies will be cleared.

The staff said: "No, it's just an ordinary show, all wearing clothes."

Zhuo Ying asked: "Then why did you clear the venue?"

The staff said: "The clothes are not serious."

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Zhuo Ying was in the corridor outside, playing xiaoxiaole for two hours, and when she was called inside, she could go in. As soon as she went in, she saw that only the director and two or three staff members were there, and Sheng Wenyin and Qi Si were gone. up.

Director Wang smoked a cigarette and said heavily, "Let's call it a day."

Zhuo Ying didn't understand: "It's only four o'clock and it's time to call it a day?"

Director Wang looked at Zhuo Ying with a look that said, "You don't know how to pray at all", and said, "They went for treatment again. When they come back, it will be dark. What else are you filming?"

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Tonight, Zhuo Ying shared the room with Sheng Wenyin.

The crew said they could book a separate room for her, but Zhuo Ying and Sheng Wenyin often slept together in the same room when they were filming "Strange Birds", so she said that she would sleep with Sheng Wenyin so as not to delay everyone.

It was during dinner, I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhuo Ying always felt that Teacher Qi was looking at her all the time, and his eyes were still cold.

Zhuo Ying asked cautiously: "What happened to Teacher Qi?"

Sheng Wenyin whispered: "He let me go this afternoon because I promised him to show him the white coat at night."

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Zhuo Ying suddenly felt that she was a bad woman who broke up the young couple and beat the mandarin ducks. This kind of self-awareness made her feel... super cool!

Just to separate them!

Pooh!

Zhuo Ying is a female artist who pays great attention to maintenance, and she doesn't eat much for dinner. Sheng Wenyin sat next to her and ate Zhuo Ying's meal.

Zhuo Ying looked helpless, and while serving her food, she asked, "Why don't you get fat?"

Sheng Wenyin's cheeks were swollen, like a hamster, and he said, "I exercise a lot."

Zhuo Ying: "..."

Others at the table: "Puff puff puff puff..."

Qi Si's complexion, which had been cold for a meal, suddenly improved.

Zhuo Ying blushed and stuffed a chicken leg into Sheng Wenyin's mouth, cursing, "Stop talking!"

Sheng Wenyin blinked, took off the drumstick and said, "I practice boxing every day. I will practice two sets of boxing when I wake up in the morning. We soldiers are very self-disciplined, and we have to maintain our physical fitness when we are not in the army."

Several staff members whispered to each other, and someone said: "Yes, yes, yes, we pretended to believe it, we pretended to believe it, Mr. Sheng, you don't need to quibble...you don't need to explain it!"

Sheng Wenyin said: "I practice boxing every day!"

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed again.

Song Lang couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily, "Do you have some common sense in lying! The art troupe doesn't punch! They practice dancing! Dance! Dance!!"

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Oh, by the way, she is from the Art Troupe...

Sheng Wenyin shrank her neck, and continued to eat the chicken legs silently.

That night, Zhuo Ying shared the bed with Sheng Wenyin, and Sheng Wenyin fell into a drowsy sleep, and she could still hear Zhuo Ying asking next to her: "Song Lang is really talented? It doesn't look like it, I'm actually only 20 How old, not much older..."

Sheng Wenyin smacked his lips vaguely, and said, "You're 29."

Zhuo Ying said fiercely: "Can you shut up? Will you be sold as dumb if you don't speak?"

Sheng Wenyin muttered: "I'm going to sleep!"

Zhuo Ying said: "Do you usually go to bed so early? It's only eleven o'clock."

Sheng Wenyin pulled the quilt: "It's because I usually go to bed late, so I seized the time to sleep more today. Do you know how much I have to pay every day!"

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Zhuo Ying said again: "You said how about I add Song Lang's phone and WeChat? We seem to have misunderstood a bit, I think we should explain it."

Sheng Wenyin pulled up the quilt, revealing only the top of his dark head.

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Pretend not to hear anything.

Zhuo Ying asked: "Where's your phone, push me his WeChat?"

Sheng Wenyin: "zZz..."

Zhuo Ying said: "If you add his WeChat, I will send you a red envelope."

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Sheng Wenyin opened his eyes instantly.

She lifted the quilt and sat up, turning to look at Zhuo Ying.

(??_?)ノ: "Here, I pushed his WeChat ID to you. When will you send out the red envelope? The upper limit of a single red envelope on WeChat is [-]. I accept transfers. You won't just give me [-], right? No, no, no, no, no?"