The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Apprentice: "..."

I never thought that coming to such a place today would bring trouble to my head.

He had been speaking for his master...

Lin Shuisheng glared at his apprentice helplessly.

Is he angry that his apprentice didn't help him?

He was obviously angry that his apprentice was too stupid, okay!

He shook his head and sighed.

Looking up at Qiao Dongliang, he bowed to Qiao Dongliang and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Qiao, I really can't take this job. Goodbye."

He said, turned around and went to the dressing room to change clothes.

The group of people in the studio were left, looking at each other quietly.

The whole scene was as quiet as a chicken for a while.

"Is that shot still in use?" an assistant director asked in a low voice.

Ignoring that Gu Weimian's handwriting was better than the master himself, the shot itself was actually taken quite well.

It was quite aesthetic.

It was so smooth that there were no friends.

It was so beautiful that it didn't look like an orthodox and boring promotional film.

He could even imagine that after the film was broadcast, the audience in front of the TV would be staring at it, "Ahhhhh" and shouting to watch it again.

It's really not an exaggeration.

The scene just now was so beautiful.

Yi Xiaoran glanced at Gu Weimian: "What do you think?"

Gu Weimian frowned slightly, a little confused, "How can I understand."

Why ask her?

She didn't know how to shoot.

She thought about it, looked at Qiao Dongliang humbly, and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Qiao?"

Qiao Dongliang glanced at Gu Weimian, his eyes were deep on his white-haired and chicken-skinned face.

A few seconds.

Gu Weimian wanted to ask something else, but Qiao Dongliang had already lowered his eyes,

"Not bad."

These two words were so difficult to say.

To Yi Xiaoran's ears, it was like drinking 10,000 bottles of iced sour plum soup in the hot summer.

I felt comfortable all over!

The breath he had been holding in his chest finally came out.

Every capillary was shouting for comfort!

He didn't expect Gu Weimian to be so competitive!

Before the filming, he was ready to be laughed at.

I didn't expect it!

Gu Weimian showed off her skills and slapped the faces of all those who looked down on her in the studio.

She was so gentle and polite.

After the beating, she still looked like "what's wrong, I don't know what happened, anyway, I will listen to everything from Old Qiao."

It was really... so cool!

If Gu Weimian could know Yi Xiaoran's psychological activities, he would definitely give Yi Xiaoran a comment: middle school.

He looked like a brown bear, but he was unexpectedly such a middle school person.

"Not bad... Is that too much?" The little princess of the Wu family almost talked about everything.

For a while, the atmosphere on the set stagnated again.

Everyone looked at each other.

No one spoke.

The little princess of the Wu family looked at the people on Qiao Dongliang's side and smiled faintly,

"So now it's because Gu Weimian's handwriting is too good and promotes our Chinese culture too much, so this film can't be used?"

She is a fearless person. Anyone dares to confront.

Originally, they were wrong, and that was fine.

Now their idol is so powerful.

How could she let Gu Weimian be wronged? !

No way!

The muscles on Qiao Dongliang's face trembled slightly.

The faces of the other people were even more embarrassed.

But it was difficult to refute the little princess's words.

Gu Weimian narrowed his eyes, glanced at both sides, and stood up from his seat,

"Forget it, why not..."

She was just about to settle the matter...