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Lied away. "

"Then Mom, my sister is hundreds of times stronger than me. You can rest assured that she has a picky eye." Don't let him pry into my sister's privacy like a second-year-old.

Otherwise, he is the only one punished by his sister!And he has to take the blame from his mother.O(╥﹏╥)oGod knows how meager my status in this family is.

Speaking of this, Fei's mother felt uncomfortable. She tore off the cheese and complained to herself: "That's different. Your sister has inherited your father's aesthetics. I'm afraid she will find some weird people."

"You also know that your father has a unique taste, and I have been worrying about it for a long time."

But the late Father Fei had his eyes on only Mother Fei from the beginning to the end.

When Fei Qinyang heard these words, he looked at Feimu for a long time.

"Is it weird to see what mom is doing? Eat your breakfast quickly, and remember to bring your mobile phone when you go to play with your friends." Feimu urged him.

After finishing breakfast by myself, I got up and went to wash the dishes myself.

There are three members of Fei's family, and there are always helpers coming to clean the house. Occasionally, Fei's mother will quit the helper and do it herself on a whim.

For this reason, Mr. Fei specially invited Filia's professional helper to come over and pay a high salary every year. He will not deduct his salary because Fei's mother quit her for a few days.

So there is no difference between being a domestic helper in Fei's house and being in a holiday home.

The author has something to say: Grass: Mr. Fei is much better than Father Fei!She is not a person! !

Guocha: Hey, hey, even though I'm not human, why does it sound like you're scolding me?

27. Mrs. Fei sends warmth

When I came to the filming location of the crew again, the fruit tea was ready.

Lu Lin saw that she was more natural than before. He held up the loudspeaker microphone and shouted at the others: "Let's shoot as an amateur first."

"Let the camera adjust to Miss Guo at the best angle."

"And Ms. Guo, there aren't many lines, but they are all well-chosen, and you can just say something that feels right to you."

Guocha nodded to show that she understood.

Sister Wang next to her didn't shoot the commercial in person, but she was even more nervous than her. She took the opportunity to say a few more words before the filming started: "Chacha, don't be afraid, I'm by your side. You have to believe in your own strength."

Guocha saw Sister Wang's fist in front of her chest, and it was clenched and trembling. She was the one who was obviously disturbed, as if she was the one who was about to shoot.

She was a little dumbfounded.

"Sister Wang, why are you more nervous than me?"

As an agent, Sister Wang felt that her family's food and broadcasting business could make a head start through advertisements, so she was naturally very happy.

But since the last cyberbullying, even though it was just a head start, it was solved by someone, but it left a very big shadow on Sister Wang.

She thus discovered her shortcoming, which is that she is not good at dealing with cyber attacks.

Then when she was sleeping, she thought about it all night, thinking about the future of fruit tea. If she becomes popular through eating and broadcasting, she can be regarded as a famous public figure.

The limelight was there, and trouble soon followed.

The experience of cyberbullying made Sister Wang learn a lesson, wondering if she should supplement her knowledge from this aspect to deal with the troublesome keyboard man.

In her heart, Sister Wang vaguely marked two people who should be blacklisted in the current live broadcast room.

One is in a measuring cup.

The other is seeing you think of a rabbit.

There is also a white list, who helped the fruit tea: White Rabbit loves to eat her potato chips.

For Sister Wang, Guocha is really a person who depends on blessings and misfortunes, and noble people will always jump out to help her.

"Sister Wang, put it on me!" Guocha was more interested in filming than she was afraid of the reaction on stage, and she was overly nervous, thinking that she should try everything.

Holding this confidence, the fruit tea sat on the dining table. The food on the table today is much better than last time, and there is still a little bit of steam. It is not considered freshly baked food, but warmed up.

The moment Guocha picked up the chopsticks.

Director Luka suddenly shouted: "Ka Ka Ka!"

Guocha was sitting upright immediately, she was almost frightened by the director.

"Is there something wrong with the director? Is the way I hold the chopsticks wrong?"

Lu Lin is very serious with a straight face. His attitude now is completely different from before the filming. The colleagues present on the set have long been used to him.

To his colleagues, Lu Lin is a crazy director.

The assistant director rushed to the side of the fruit tea to check if there were any mistakes, from the bowls, chopsticks and spoons, to bowls, spoons, and a soup pot.

"Director, the tableware is fine!"

"The heat of the soup is okay."

"The thickness of the porridge is also suitable."

So what is going wrong.

Guocha wasn't nervous about filming at first, but instead she was nervous because they were looking for something now.

Lu Lin's face was gloomy for a long time. He always felt that today was different from the last shooting, but he didn't know what was wrong?

Now everyone is waiting for him, the person in charge, to speak to find out the problem, so Lu Lin checked it with a magnified lens, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Miss Guo, your makeup today is too delicate. You look like a fairy."

Miss Wang:......

Fruit tea:?

Isn't it bad to look like a fairy?

By the way, is this monster of hers really as beautiful as a fairy?

Seeing that Guocha was puzzled, Lu Lin said again: "It's really beautiful and very cute. It's a type between beauty and cuteness."

Fruit tea:? ? ? ? ?

Sister Wang immediately said: "Director Lu, now is the time for filming, not aesthetic time. I know our fruit tea is cute, but you don't need to say it directly."

"You're making our Guochibang nervous."

"That's not it." Lu Lin realized that after he entered the filming state, he habitually didn't match his words, and his tone was really easy to misunderstand the manager.

He quickly explained: "I mean Miss Guo, today's makeup is not suitable."

Say it earlier!

Sister Wang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she thought that Lu Lin was not a decent person, and he used his working time to commit nymphomaniacs.

Fruit tea is also speechless.

No one speaks in half.

"Makeup artist, you didn't paint well last time, so why is the makeup you put on this time not as good as last time?" Lu Lin found an old friend of the makeup artist and said a few words.

The makeup artist had no choice but to take makeup tools and go to Guocha to start removing her current makeup.

In fact, the makeup of Guocha is indeed much more refined than before. It is as beautiful as a fairy painting.

And they were filming a food advertisement, which required cannibal fireworks, so Lu Lin felt that the makeup was not right, which made his unique vision well deserved.

Before the makeup artist took off her makeup, she couldn't help but take a few more glances when she saw Guocha's desolate and otherworldly demeanor when she was silent.

I thought to myself why I put on this makeup for Miss Guo today, and I couldn't help it.

After removing the makeup, the makeup artist specially left a light pink blush on Guocha, which made her fair complexion pink, and her cheeks were also very cute.

The makeup artist left.

Lu Lin immediately resumed filming.

This time, she tasted the soup first for the fruit tea. She took a white porcelain spoon and blew on the soup first.

The eyelashes of the fruit tea moved, and she took a sip. The taste of the shellfish was seafood, and there was a bit of kelp when chewed. Although the taste is not top-notch, it can be regarded as an ordinary home-cooked meal, but it can still be eaten .

Just when Guocha picked up the chopsticks from the chopsticks, Lu Lin tapped again: "Ka Ka Ka!"

This time everyone stopped what they were doing, looked at the director, and thought that it was still the case, why are they still not satisfied?

The assistant director thinks that the filming is quite good, and the acting skills are flowing like clouds and water. It can be said that food does not need any acting skills, as long as the two words "delicious" are realized.

This is something anyone can show.

As for Miss Guo, she also met their expectations.

"Director, what's the problem?"

Lu Lin frowned and looked at his assistant and said, "Don't you find anything wrong?"

The assistant director said strangely: "I look pretty good."

"If you find out before me, you still need to be my deputy!" Lu Lin immediately knocked on this apprentice with hatred.

The assistant director held his head, still confused and said, "I think it's pretty good, could it be a human problem?"

When the words came out, he shut his mouth.

Realizing that he was wrong, Miss Guo was someone Manager Ma had told him to take good care of, and she didn't make any mistakes during the whole process, so in his opinion, there should be no problem.

Now Lu Lin's brows are almost wrinkled together, killing a fly.

"How many years have I been with me, and I don't wink."

He immediately went to check it himself.

Lu Lin had to say that he was a dedicated director. He came to the process table and sat down, facing the assistant director, asking him to continue filming, but he joined the camp of filming commercials.

He looked at the director sitting across from him.

Guocha: ==Is he going to shoot with me?

Lu Lin was a little embarrassed by Guocha's scrutiny. He felt that apart from his colleagues who had been with him for many years, he had already gotten used to his strange temper.

"Miss Guo, when you eat, do you feel something is wrong?"

The fruit tea was a little puzzled, she thought the taste was okay, and she was not a particularly picky eater.

"Director, what do you want me to say?"

Lu Lin took out his mobile phone and clicked on the recorded food video of fruit tea. In fact, he watched the video of fruit tea last night. After watching it all night, he admired the delicious food from the bottom of his heart.

Because the video was too gluttonous, he even ordered a pork blood porridge for supper.

"Miss Guo, these