Sweet Finale to a Lifetime of Quick Transmigrations

Su Nuo took the prop sword and skillfully took a sword flower in his hand. Although the director is a little-known little director, he is also professional. At first glance, he knows that this person is not ordinary. He shakes his head to look at the delusion. I am afraid that this boss can't see anything good.

"Director, we can start."

"What about props?"

"It's done, no problem."

Each of the staff members started shooting.

Six minutes of propaganda did not make much of the plot. Among them, Su Nuo had only one line, and the rest was a personal drama. She only needed to dance for two minutes before Lu Mu, and then took a few martial arts moves. After speaking the lines, It's over.

The workload is small and there is no challenge for Su Nuo.

Now she just wants to finish shooting soon, and then disappear with Huai Xingjianghu.

The director shouted "Start", and the studio was silent for a moment.

The blowers on both sides are on, Su Nuo's eyebrows are silent in the camera, black hair is flying on the cheek, and the flowing skirt is entangled with the spinning silk ribbon. Her waist was soft and twisted like a water snake, and the bell on her ankle rang with the steps, crisp and melodious.

Su Nuo was born as a prostitute. The enemy king favored a good dancing girl. In order for her to successfully penetrate the enemy, the prince found the best dancer to train her. Later, the two armies fought. A thousand miles away, her favorite prince shot a sword through her chest.

She didn't remember whether the mission was completed or not, just remembered that day was really red, gorgeous and scorching, and reddened her whole eyes.

Later, Su Nuo stopped jumping.

This is the first time in a few years to pick up the dance again, or in front of delusion.

Su Nuo's eyes flowed, Yu Guang fell on the delirious body, her natural beauty, but there was something charming in that glance, and now she was deluded.

The next second, Su Nuo drew a long sword from both sides of his waist, and there was an air of killing in his eyes.

Ling Ling's momentum came towards him through the lens, and the director stepped back in shock.

There was no music at the scene, but everyone could see the majestic momentum from her dance steps. At this moment, her thin and slender limbs burst out with great power, shaking like a beast so that people couldn't move their eyes and couldn't speak.

The money behind Shen delirious came to see me for a long time, and it took me a while to pull back, pulling Wang Donghu's clothing corner next to him, stunned, "You **** find a fairy ..."

True. Fairy.

This is how the fairy sister in his dream danced when he was a kid.

Wang Donghu grunted, spit into his mouth, and stared at the delirium on the chair, without daring to squeak.

He thought that the boss's face must be hurting now. He had wanted to see her sister ugly. As a result ...

Now there is one final move left, Su Nuo's wrist turns to a beautiful ending. When the director is about to call the card, he sees Su Nuo a few steps forward, and the blade goes straight to the delirious side.

The deliberate eye pupil shrinks, and the conditioned reflex rises to avoid.

She pressed the small button on the hilt and retracted the blade.

"..." The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Su Nuo laughed, and tilted his head to smile at him: "Brazily is very sad." The tone was ironic.

Gritting his teeth deliberately, he suddenly felt that his throat was a little stingy. He raised his hand, and the sharp fingertips of the bones loosened the fastened buttons, and the exposed neck line was slender.

"Of course it's a pity," he said. "Unlike some people, they just commit suicide by stupidity."

The voice fell and the scene was silent.

Delusion also choked, and quickly began sideways, avoiding Su Nuo's sight.

Qian came to see Su Nuo, who was silent, and suddenly wanted to kill the delirious boy who would not let this fart smell. His boss's EQ was not low for a day or two, but he couldn't face so many people. Poke someone sore! !!

Seeing the atmosphere more and more strange, Wang Donghu smiled and took a bottle of water and handed it to Su Nuo: "Sister Mei, drink a bottle of Jiaduobao, get off fire."

Su Nuo took the bottle of Gadobao, raised her eyes and glanced at the delirium. She unscrewed the cap, and splashed into the deluded face.

... the smell of herbal tea in the house.

Looking at the whole face embarrassed, the white shirt was stained with brown delirium, Qian Lai and Wang Donghu spoke in unison.

Others: "..." This girl is a wolf!

Su Nuo stuffed the empty bottle back into Wang Donghu's hands. The whole person was refreshed, and the light in his eyes was like the stars flickering. "Thank you, it's really a fire." Turned around and went to the makeup room to make up.

Standing deliberately, his hair was sticky, his throat was filled with the taste of his favorite herbal tea, and his eyes stared at Su Nuo's back, burning.

Hard.

The fist has hardened.

Wang Donghu held Jiaduobao, hesitated, and trembled, "Boss, cool off ..."

His gaze shifted, coolly: "You have to work overtime tonight." Then he turned away.

Wang Donghu: "..."

Wang Donghu: "Fuck! You are indignant in delusion. I want to resign! I want to retreat! I will not do it!"

Qianlai patted his shoulders to appease: "Forget it, Brother Hu." Well, he thought that Su Nuo was as soft and glutinous as his name, but he was lovely and loved. After all, Xiao Qingmei in the delusional mouth dared to cry. It is a little Jiaohua that grew up in a greenhouse. It looks completely different today.

What kind of flower is this? It is obviously overlord flower.

Su Nuo made up her makeup and looked around. The annoying person finally left, and she was very relieved.

At this point the director got up and said, "The last scene is to hang Wei Ya, can you see it?"

Su Nuo's head: "Yes."

The director pointed upwards: "Not very tall, two or three meters."

She nodded again.

After bundling Wei Ya, Su Nuo slowly lifted to mid-air holding the sword. Suspended feeling was a bit difficult. In addition, Su Nuo's physical strength was not enough, and she was a bit tired to support her for a while. The director finally let out a sigh of relief after calling the card.

While Wei Ya was slowly falling, Su Nuo's injured wrist came with pain, his fingertips trembled, and the sword slipped from his palm. Su Nuo reflexively went fishing, but suddenly, a tear came from the safety belt strapped to the waist.

A muffled sound.

Su Nuo fell heavily from the air to the ground. She protected her injured wrist, but did not avoid the prop stones under her feet. She only felt the severe ankle pain, which caused Su Nuo frowning and groaning.

"Fuck!"

Qian came scolding, and hurried over, "Is it okay?"

Others also returned to God and came to surround Su Nuo.

Shen deliberately changed back with clean clothes, saw this scene, slightly froze, turned back and frowned, calm voice: "What's going on?"

Wang Donghu turned his head and said, "My sister fell off Wei Ya."

The deliberate brow was more serious, and he looked sharply at the prop master: "Is there no safety rope?"

The other person lowered his head and whispered, "It is probably too useless for too long, the safety rope has been disconnected ..."

Delusion was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

If Su Nuo had anything to do with him, I still don't know how the old man at home scolded him.

He stepped forward to push the money away, squatted down and looked at her: "Where is the injury?" The cold tone made people think it was a formulaic inquiry.

Su Nuo felt extremely uncomfortable due to the delirious approaching breath. She slowly got up from the ground, and her left foot was no longer painless. I didn't know if it was numb or slowed down.

She fluttered her eyelashes slightly, and raised her head halfway: "Rest assured, I can't die, and I won't let Mr. Shen take responsibility."

The gloomy eyes settled.

She snorted softly, straightening her spine into the dressing room.

Quickly changed out of clothes, carried bags, left the studio in front of everyone, and later returned back, looking at the delusion: "Besides the reward of the promotional video, remember to give me an accidental compensation, after all, it happened to you Even if I'm okay, I have to compensate for my mental loss. "

After saying this, she entered the elevator.

Out of the elevator, Su Nuo felt that her feet started to hurt, and every time she took a step, her heart beat.

Sitting at the side of the road, Su Nuo slowly raised his trouser legs.

The injured ankle was already red and swollen, and she pressed it gently with her hand, and Su Nuo sucked in a cold breath.

It looks like he can't walk.

Su Nuo drummed his cheeks, and when he was about to stop the car to the hospital, a familiar black off-road stopped in front of him.

The window fell, and the man's eyebrows came into his eyes.

"Get in the car." He said little, still the commanding gesture.

Su Nuo lowered her trouser legs and said only one word: "Get out."

Delirious eyebrows fluttered, squinting halfway: "What did you say?"

Su Nuo repeated: "Get out."

He smiled deliberately, "You let me go?"

Su Nuo was too lazy to look at him: "Get out."

His hands clenched on the steering wheel clenched, gritted his teeth: "You have the ability to say it again!"

Su Nuo raised his eyelids with the same word: "Go."

"..."

silence.

Opening his mouth deliberately, his voice was weak. "Roll and roll, what's so great ..." He pursed his lips and stepped on the throttle to move forward.

The world is clean again.

Su Nuo felt comfortable.

She slowly got up and limped forward to find the car.

Waving slowly down the street, a car engine came to his ears, followed by shadows.

Su Nuo frowned, finally getting impatient: "I said you're endless?"

"Su Nuo."

In the ear, the man's voice is moist and clean, not ill, but he can easily soothe the heat of midsummer like a cold spring.

Su Nuo paused and looked up.

The window was half open, and the man was sitting in the rear driver's seat, wearing a peaked black mask, wrapped so tightly that he could not see his face at all. Only a pair of deep and affectionate peach blossom eyes are exposed, the raised eye tips, the thin eyelashes wrapped in the dark pupils.

--do not know.

Su Nuo looked back and took out her mobile phone to use software to find a car.

She took one step, and the other's car slowly followed.

He said softly, "Is your foot injured? Get in the car and I will take you to the hospital."

Su Nuo lowered his head: "I don't know you."

He looked faint, smiled, and reached out to take off his mask: "Do you know me now?"

Su Nuo glanced over again.

The man had a high nose and thick eyebrows, and his lips were sexy. A mole on the tip of the nose made him look tender and affectionate.

Compared to the indifferent coldness, the man in front of him is too expensive and moist. 2k novel reading network