After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

"I just didn't expect that you, God Yao, are actually the daughter of a wealthy family!"

Zhong Yao sighed helplessly: "Don't mention it. In fact, I just returned to the wealthy family a few days ago. It's a long story."

Several people looked at each other.

I just returned to the wealthy family a few days ago...what does that mean?

The close-up shot was quickly taken, and the director called Chu Ci to shoot his part.

Chu Ci patted his clothes and put his hand on Zhong Yao's shoulder again.

There was half a chicken bone exposed at the corner of Zhong Yao's mouth, and he looked up at Chu Ci, wanting to spit it out.

Chu Ci's face was full of the bravery and determination of "rushing to the battlefield", as if he could gain a lot of strength by putting his hand on Zhong Yao's shoulder.

Zhong Yao was helpless, "I've come with you to film, and you're still afraid?"

Chu Ci wanted to cry but had no tears: "God Yao, you have never been touched by a pervert, so you don't know."

Zhong Yao calmly stated the facts: "First, it is unlikely that a pervert would touch my thighs. Second, the first time he touches me, I will chop off his claws."

Chu Ci shuddered.

This world even has supernatural phenomena like superpowers, so whether this group of big guys with special abilities will kill people... is still unknown.

"God Yao, I'm going!"

Zhong Yao responded vaguely. His mouth was bulging with food. He chewed it like a little squirrel without paying attention to the people around him. He then reached out and opened a box of hot shrimp dumplings.

Before Chu Ci could get into the mood, the director called for a stop.

He walked towards Chu Ci, took the folding fan from his hand, and frowned.

Chu Ci was stunned, and seeing the director's expression, his heartbeat quickened.

"Director, is there any problem with the fan?"

The director nodded seriously and called the person in charge of the props team over.

When the two of them discussed it, their expressions became serious.

The person in charge had a heavy face, his fingers were shaking, and he looked panicked: "Why is the picture of the fan wrong?"

The director asked him, "Didn't you check it after Mr. Shi mailed it to you?"

The person in charge pursed his lips awkwardly. "Because I confirmed the fan online with Mr. Shi's assistant, I just checked it after receiving it to see if it was damaged and put it away. I didn't expect that the fan was sent to the wrong person..."

The director frowned and said, "Hurry up and contact Mr. Shi to see if the fan we ordered is still available and if it can be sent to you by express mail today."

The noise over there became louder and louder, and Zhong Yao couldn't help but raise his eyes.

"Brother Xu, is there any trouble?"

Old Xu nodded, also with a serious look on his face: "There is an important prop in the scene that Chu Ci filmed today. It is a family heirloom of the heroine's family. The original novel has a very rich description of this fan, so the book fans spontaneously drew a picture of the fan according to the description in the original novel. Later, it was seen by Mr. Shi, a master of ink painting, who specially drew a picture and posted it on the platform."

"That painting can be said to have satisfied the imagination of most fans, so in order to meet the requirements of book fans, the director specially went to find a master of traditional Chinese ink painting to re-customize the fan, but the fan seemed to be wrong."

After a while, the person in charge of the props group slumped down in a chair with a dejected look on his face, rubbing his head in frustration.

"Mr. Shi thought the version we sent was the one we wanted, and the rest were thrown away. Moreover, he is currently on a business trip to attend a Chinese painting exchange conference and cannot come back in time. It will take at least three days to paint a new one."

Director: “Three days?”

He turned his gaze to Old Xu.

Old Xu frowned and shook his head, "Director, it's not that we don't want to cooperate. The day after tomorrow, Chu Ci has to go to Hecheng to film a live variety show, and the schedule conflicts."

The director was so anxious that he was spinning in circles. "We have already set up the stage. Teacher Chu will use this fan in all of his scenes over the next two days. We can't start filming now. These two days are a complete waste of money! Teacher Chu Ci may not be able to find a suitable time later. It will cost money to set up the stage again. This, this!"

"Can't we find another ink painting teacher to draw it again?"

"No, there are so many different versions of the fan on the Internet, and the one that book fans like best is Mr. Shi's version."

The person in charge waved his hands dejectedly, "Director, I will find a way to pay you back."

The director angrily asked, "What are you paying back? Do you think this is just a small amount of money?"

In the sunlight, Zhong Yao's fair and moist face was flawless, and her eyes, as clear as lake water, seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. Her cheeks moved slightly, and she silently listened to the conversation between the few people.

"Brother Xu, what will happen if we can't shoot these two days?"

Lao Xu: "The crew's set, the daily camera operation and the coordination of personnel from various departments are all considerable expenses. In addition, Chu Ci has to shoot a variety show the day after tomorrow, and his schedule is basically full afterwards. It is a hassle to re-coordinate."

Zhong Yao grasped the key point.

"If this side hasn't been dealt with yet after filming the variety show, will Chu Ci still have to coordinate the time of all parties?"

"Yes." Old Xu nodded.

Zhong Yao opened his mouth and said, "So you don't have time to meet the key person I mentioned?"

"Yes." Old Xu's chest heaved violently in pain.

The other work was a small matter. Chu Ci's family was rich anyway, so it was no big deal even if he had to pay the penalty for breach of contract.

But the point now is that Chu Ci has been entangled by a pervert with super powers! Now he is just touching thighs and pulling hands, what if it escalates to stealing money and killing people in the future!

He and Chu Ci will not be able to rest in peace until the culprit in this case is caught.

Didn’t you see that he was so scared by Chu Ci that he was rubbing off the boss’ aura from Youshen before filming?

"That won't work!" Zhong Yao stood up, and the chair made a long series of creaking and dragging sounds on the ground.

"God, what are you going to do?"

Two voices were heard, and many people looked over. They saw Old Xu jogging and following a little girl into the crowd.

She took the fan and looked at it carefully for a few seconds, then raised her eyes and said firmly: "I can draw."

"Sister, is it true?" The director seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"Master Yao!" Chu Ci walked over and looked at Zhong Yao in disbelief. "Everyone has his own style of painting, and Mr. Shi is the best among them. Even if we copy, it is difficult to imitate the essence. It doesn't matter. I can turn down other work after filming the variety show."

Zhong Yao grabbed Chu Ci by the collar of his gown, leaned close to his handsome face, squinted his eyes and threatened: "No! You are wasting my time! If you dare to hold me back, I will beat you!"

After looking at each other for a moment, Zhong Yao was sure that he saw the obedience he wanted in Chu Ci's eyes, and he let go of his hand with satisfaction.

"Go buy the materials and you can finish the painting in an hour."

A subtle hope arose in the director's heart. The second lady behind the Lead Hotel should have some unknown abilities, right?

He quickly ordered the props team to buy materials for Zhong Yao, while he himself rushed to find the original fan painted by Mr. Shi and all the information related to the fan in the original work for Zhong Yao to see.

Half an hour later, all the materials arrived.

Zhong Yao picked up the pen skillfully.