The actor's dog is being stupid every day

The car drove all the way to the studio, where the editor-in-chief and chief photographer of the magazine had already set the scene.

Mo Shen rushed to get off in front of Song Ziqian, wagging his tail and waiting for Song Ziqian to come down, grinning happily.

Song Ziqian stepped forward, glanced at Mo Shen, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, leaned over and rubbed his hairy ears, and then got out of the car.

Mo Shen was rubbed until it was covered with bubbles, and he squinted his eyes: "Aww!" If you rub it again, you want this ear too.

Suddenly, a laughing male voice came from behind, not like the deep voice of ordinary men, but clear and slightly hoarse.

"Brother Song, long time no see."

Mo Shen turned his head.

I saw Yu Ruiwen in a white gown, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, standing not far behind him with a smile, with slender eyebrows and eyes, black hair lifted by the breeze, and the corners of his robe fluttering.

Mo Shen:! ! !

Song Ziqian had a falling out with his agent because of Lin Tingrui's matter, but due to various reasons, he did not terminate the contract with the company.

There was a new assistant, but not a new agent.All subsequent jobs were picked by Song Ziqian himself, but this one was arranged by the former manager half a year ago.

Song Ziqian frowned, he didn't have a good impression of this person who has been using himself to hype recently.

Seeing Song Ziqian frowning, Yu Ruiwen restrained his smile a little, knowing that he was too high-profile during this time, which might make Brother Song unhappy.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, Yu Ruiwen wanted to speak, but he still didn't dare to open his mouth.

It happened that the editor-in-chief came out to pick up Song Ziqian. When he saw two people standing outside the shed, he laughed and walked over.

Editor-in-chief: "Brother Song is here, why don't you go in?"

Song Ziqian: "Just arrived, just about to go in."

The editor-in-chief smiled: "That's just right, the interior scenery has just been set up, and we can start shooting."

Song Ziqian nodded, and led Mo Shen to walk in without asking about Yu Ruiwen.

The editor-in-chief was a little guilty, gave Yu Ruiwen a sideways glance, chased after him, and pretended to casually talk to Song Ziqian: "Brother Song, our little one looks pretty good, right? But it's still not a ten thousandth of what Brother Song is."

Song Ziqian: "Where, it's pretty good."

Editor-in-Chief: "Oh, with Brother Song's words, I have a solid foundation in my heart, but don't let the magazine sell out and be sprayed in a mess."

Song Ziqian smiled and said nothing.

The editor-in-chief sighed, and explained: "Oh, I was also entrusted by a friend to promote his new play, and I agreed to let Xiao Yu come to shoot the inside page, but their crew will go to the mountains tomorrow, so they can only come to shoot today, really. I'm sorry Song Ge, it should be Song Ge's own shed..."

Song Ziqian: "It's fine."

The editor-in-chief immediately breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that Song Ziqian would stop filming if he got angry.

After all, even a big star with status would not be willing to share a shed with a small eighteenth-tier star.

The work was decided beforehand, and the content of the filming was also decided beforehand. It is the appearance of the immortal and demon statues of the hero in "The Immortal".

Otherwise, no matter how powerful Yu Ruiwen is, he wouldn't be able to shoot in the same shed as Song Ziqian.

The editor-in-chief and the director of the TV series "Si Wu Xie" are good friends, and they agreed to promote it for them. It was agreed a long time ago to shoot the inside page, but Rui Wen chose to come today, and he still came here with makeup.

It is said that the crew is going to go to the mountains to shoot soon, so they are free today, otherwise they will have to wait until three months later.

After three months?The next issue of the magazine is due out.

The editor-in-chief shook his head, feeling like he was going to lose a few hairs. Fortunately, Brother Song didn't mind, otherwise it would be really unflattering on both sides.

Well, it's less than that, so can't you come one day in advance?

Yu Ruiwen, who followed not far away, naturally couldn't hear the editor-in-chief's complaints. As for why he picked today?

Isn't that crap?

Song Ziqian is here.

powder room.

Song Ziqian leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and let the makeup artist smear on his face.

Mo Shen lay on the ground thinking, is this really a coincidence?

No matter how I think about it, I find it strange that the person surnamed Yu doesn't look like a good person.

I have to keep an eye on him all the time to prevent him from getting in touch with Song Ziqian.

Although Song Ziqian responded, he didn't care too much. He was not afraid of the shadow slanting when he was upright.

It's only strange that Song Ziqian, who has been signed by Lin Tingrui's company since college, is so well protected that he has hardly been exposed to the darkness of the entertainment industry.

To know is to know, but only to know.

Recently, Lin Tingrui has been very busy because of his cooperation with Mo Qian and the restless relatives below. Without Gu Can's regular reports, he doesn't know how Song Ziqian is doing.

Otherwise, Ruiwen wouldn't let Ruiwen change from transparent to little pink by making CP speculation with Song Ziqian.

After the makeup is done, the first shot is the fairy statue.

Luxurious floor-length gown with a white base, the corners and sleeves of the robe are embroidered with cloud patterns, bordered with silver thread, and embellished with gold thread.

A pair of eyes are cold and emotionless. When you just look at them like this, you have a feeling of seeing through all living beings in the world of mortals.

Mo Shen was naturally fascinated by all kinds of meat and vegetables, and his eyes were almost filled with love.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Yu Ruiwen, who was still ethereal just now, was instantly transformed into a sweeper in the heaven by Song Ziqian. The difference in aura is not 01:30.

Yu Ruiwen looked at the eyes of everyone attracted by Song Ziqian, glanced back at himself from time to time but with contempt, secretly clenched his fists, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

Wait, one day, I will become like Song Ziqian too.

Yu Ruiwen stood on the sidelines, looking at Song Ziqian who was surrounded by the staff, all the cameras were on him, and everyone was looking at him. At that moment, it seemed that the world centered on him.

Peace of mind.

There is no admiration, only full of jealousy and dissatisfaction.

Imagining the comfort of being famous, the excitement of stepping on the soles of the feet of the former king.

Song Ziqian will eventually become the past tense.

It took nearly three hours to shoot the fairy set.

Song Ziqian walked down the long jade steps slowly, passing Yu Ruiwen who was about to go up.

There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he hadn't seen Yu Ruiwen.

Yu Ruiwen's smile froze on his face.

Mo Shen happily wagged his tail to greet him, and frantically circled Song Ziqian. Song Ziqian had no choice but to squat down and rub Mo Shen's ears.

Only then did Mo Shen give up, quickly attacked and licked Song Ziqian's face.

……

Bah bah bah!It's all powder!

Song Ziqian raised his hand and slapped Mo Shen across the head.

Yu Ruiwen looked coldly at the one person and one dog who were making out with each other, and sneered.

Oh, I am not as good as a dog...

The photographer knocked on the tripod impatiently: "Hurry up, we still have to eat after shooting."

While adjusting the camera, he murmured and complained, these people, even if they are a little famous, they treat themselves as big stars, put on a show and flirt, making it impossible to come yesterday, saying that they don’t have time for filming, tsk, they are very arrogant.

Kacha Kacha took two 10 minutes to finish.

The photographer put on the lens cap, hammered his neck, and turned to eat.

"Hey, I'm so exhausted..."

On the high platform, Yu Ruiwen's face turned dark with anger.

_______ dividing line *^_^*

The night was busy until after eight o'clock, and Song Ziqian was resting with his eyes closed.

Mo Shen carefully lay down on the side playing the tablet, turned off the sound, and turned to look at Song Ziqian after playing for a while.

My heart aches, I work so hard every day, but I can't do anything for him except tease and play with him.

Frustrated, he rested his chin on his front legs and looked longingly at Song Ziqian.

This is not going to work, I must rise up!Make big money!Otherwise, how will Song Ziqian be supported in the future!

In the future, I will invest in movies for Song Ziqian to act in. I will act in whatever I like, and I can rest when I want. He has the final say!

Ah!

Mo Shen nodded and began to think about how to make a lot of money.

I thought about it all the way home, but I didn't think of anything useful.

I was so sad that I cried, do I really want to go home to find my parents and brother? ...That would be too embarrassing, anyway, he ran away from home.

...Wait, I seem to want to go back but I can't go back, the real Mo Shen is dead.

lie down.

What should I do if it is even more sad?

Get off the car and go back to the villa.

Song Ziqian had already woken up and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

Mo Shen: I can't even cook qaq!

There is a fart for being cute.

Lie on the ground all the way, crawled onto the blanket in the living room as if paralyzed, and turned on the TV.

It's better to watch a variety show first.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the floor-to-ceiling windows suddenly, and Mo Shen turned his head, only to see a stunningly beautiful cat sitting outside with its paws raised.

little princess?

Yan Yi: "Don't look, hurry up and open the door, I have something to discuss with you."

Mo Shenruan got up on his stomach, crawled to the door, opened the window, and let the little princess in.

Yan Yi looked at the half-dead Mo Shen in front of him: "What's the matter?"

Mo Shen pressed his head against the window: "I'm thinking, as a dog, how can I make money to support my family."

Yan Yi looked like he was insane: "What kind of money can dogs make? Do they perform acrobatics?"

Mo Shen's eyes lit up: "Hey! That's right, I can go to participate in the Guinness Book of World Records, how about the world's first dog that can multiply and divide? Not only can I multiply and divide, but I can also recite poems and solve equations..."

Yan Yi: "...If you don't want to be dissected and studied, you should keep a low profile."

Mo Shen slammed his head on the glass and continued to mourn.

It was like a dark cloud floating over his head, and it was raining patteringly.

The corners of Yan Yi's mouth twitched, and his eight beards trembled. Thinking of the purpose of his visit, he suddenly had an idea.

"Actually, it's not completely impossible..."

Mo Shen turned his head: "What?"

Unfathomable, Yan Yi stretched out his hand to stroke his beard: "I happen to ask you for help with something, and if I succeed, the benefits will naturally be indispensable to you."

Mo Shen: "Say it first, don't do things that are harmful to nature and law."

Yan Yi raised his paw: "Of course!"

Mo Shen raised his paw, and the two animals struck their paws to make an oath.

Song Ziqian, who came out with the dishes, looked at a cat and a dog sternly pawing over the floor-to-ceiling windows. The night breeze blew gently, and the tulle curtains fluttered, feeling inexplicably meeting an expert.

……

Song Ziqian's face was full of black lines: "It's time to eat."