Later, Rashen finally found a gap and got rid of the director.
After another accident, she and the team quickly tidied up the equipment and were ready to leave.
Unexpectedly, when passing by Chen Xinyue, Yu Guang happened to patrol Song Yuanzhe behind him and saw his obviously different legs and slightly crooked standing posture.
Anyone who is familiar with it knows that this is a sign of unbearable pain in his leg.
Luo Shengsheng was not interested in doing anything, but after he was far away, the girl could not resist the tug of her mouth. She looked at Song Yuanzhe's new girlfriend. Seeing her ignorant face, her mind suddenly had an inexplicable and puzzled look.
Did she not know that Song Yuanzhe has leg problems?
Lighting teacher, please put the stool we moved away just now and don’t let the seat be lost.
So Rashen raised his hand, casually lit the plastic stools stacked on the wall, and spoke to his colleagues.
In fact, those stools had never moved much. When they were photographing, they just pulled out the tabletops that were used as objects and did not occupy anyone's seat.
However, after she said this, the light had to lift the stool, look around the room, see whoever stands and sits. After scanning the subject, she understood and placed it lightly behind Song Yuanzhe.
Sorry, Ah, moved your seat.
After hearing the words, Song Yuanzhe was slightly stunned, his heartbeat suddenly.
When he first entered the room to arrange the seats, Chen Xinyue asked him if he had added a seat. The man thought the plastic stool was ugly at the time, so he refused, and his attitude was quite tough.
However, the lighting maker mentioned this again, and his attitude...had obviously changed like a turn. Although his expression was a little slow, he did not express any intention of rejection.
Thanks.
After sitting down, he glanced at Luo Shengsheng's back, held back his smile, and thanked him lightly.
Due to sudden changes in posture, sharp pain will occur in the front knee of the right leg.
This man used to holding it in his arms, but this time he didn't. After an instinctive hissing, he lowered his head, hid the glimmer in his pupils, and began to clumsyly knead both sides of his patella through the trouser legs of his hand, which had already healed.
Yuanzhe, what's wrong with you?
Seeing that he was not hiding his pain at all, Chen Xinyue suddenly felt nervous.
But Song Yuanzhe did not want to attract her attention. Faced with this unnecessary and useless concern, the man's eyes suddenly became more and more frowning after losing patience.
It's okay, don't worry, it's just an old problem...
Then you have to say that, are you still so irrelevant with me?
I said, no
Pang.
The man's actions and subsequent words were all suddenly stopped due to the sound of closing the door.
He couldn't care whether the show was realistic anymore. He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the particularly pale wooden door after everyone left.
Rashen just left...
Plain and straightforward.
Song Yuanzhe pursed his lips, but he could not suppress his grievances in the end. He allowed himself to leak his depressed emotions, and all of them were revealed in his drooping expression.
Yuanzhe?
Chen Xinyue tentatively touched the back of the man's hand, but at the moment he touched it, he was shocked and dusted away by the man. He heard a crackling sound of the flesh, like a slap in the face, and threw it on her delicate wrist...
It also fell into her sensitive heart.
Sorry, I was a little distracted just now.
The man explained it extremely perfunctorily, as if he had changed his own personality.
After barely squeezing, Chen Xinyue lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip, and was silent for a while.
It was not until the leader called me that the girl took the pen again, took a deep breath, and secretly ordered herself to put her thoughts back to work and not be disturbed by irrelevant things.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the lecture officially kicked off when all units were ready.
In order to ensure order during the meeting, photography in the infield is basically based on fixed camera positions. At most, cut the near and far view, and there is no difficulty in scheduling.
In the later stage, as long as the material is sent to the editing team and let the post-production team play freely, they will successfully complete the task today.
Luo Shengsheng had just run around and carried a camera of more than 20 kilograms for a long time. After arranging the camera, his condition suddenly became relaxed. The discomfort reaction in his early stages of pregnancy immediately jumped out.
The doctor had previously advised that morning sickness would be more frequent when I was two to three months pregnant.
Although she had already isolated the meat and fish from her food, she still couldn't stand the gastric acid surge caused by the two-pronged approach of empty stomach and fatigue.
The girl ran to the toilet several times in the middle, and each time she vomited her stomach, her face turned pale and more.
Studi M's colleagues are basically big and thick men. Seeing her like this, I feel embarrassed to ask more questions. I just think that it was a coincidence that a woman happened to do so, so how could she think of pregnancy?
Everyone was polite and wanted to have a leisurely work anyway, so they simply let Luo Shengsheng sit in the front row to supervise the worker. Don’t mess around anymore and cultivate until you are at ease.
The first two rows of the auditorium are the places specially reserved by the organizer for the leaders of the school, the National Film and Television, provincial and municipal cultural bureaus, and French staff.
After Rashen and his superiors asked for instructions, they were indicated to rest in the spare space at the corner.
I was sitting well, drinking hot water, reading the manual, and browsing my phone to pass it. I guess I could pass this time with ease and comfort.
But she never expected that fate prefers to play with people. After the last group of leaders took the seat, another vacant spare seat next to her was left to Song Yuanzhe, the peerless enemy.
Why!
Upset.
Want to vomit...
Physiological one.
vomit
As soon as he sat down next to him, he probably got closer. The musk smell of the man's perfume dripped into his nose, causing the morning sickness to react, which made Rashen quickly cover his mouth and nose after his voice retching, so that he would stop him from losing his composure in front of everyone.
Forced to swallow, and swallow it repeatedly through her throat, she barely suppressed the urge to vomit again.
What perfume you can spray, it smells bad.
Rashenshen put down his hand and patted his chest.
To avoid suspicion, the girl kept her face and stared at him without looking at him throughout the whole process, and whispered to the left.
Song Yuanzhe heard it, but did not respond.
He sat stiffly, lowered his head and let go of his left wrist watch, circled his fingers and pinched his flesh back and forth, and the hoop marks struck by the steel joints, and kept silent.
Seeing the other party's indifferent look, Rashen couldn't help but hold his eyebrows deep, raised the manual on the table and blocked his mouth, and added to him:
You can change the seat. I feel sick today. If you sit on the side, it will be really uncomfortable.
The man stopped his hands.
There is no need, too deliberately avoiding it will easily make Xinyue suspicious.
Who cares if her girlfriend is jealous?
This person speaks...why is he so worthy of smoking?
Although his appearance and temperament have changed, his narcissistic nature has not changed at all.
I really thought she spoke, did she want to pay attention to him or what?
It was so irresistible that he could say this, it was even more nauseating than the smell of his body.
Luo Shengsheng was too lazy to bother with this man. She communicated with the staff in the front row. After being coquettish, the other party happily agreed and exchanged positions with her.
As a result, the two of them intertwined and stopped leaning against each other.
Although Rashang can still smell some aftertaste on his nose, it is much better than the strong fragrance that was filled with brains when he was sitting next to him.
The entire symposium is actually very bland, and there is no eye-catching point in it.
The major in Master Luo Shengsheng is film history. For her, it is all things that are tired of listening, so before she could survive the journey, the girl couldn't resist the fatigue. She hugged her chest and leaned against the back of the chair, lifted her head downward, and fell asleep.
However, in contrast to her, Song Yuanzhe, who was also experiencing boredom at this moment, did not feel troubled throughout the whole process.
During this three-hour ejaculation, just watching the slight movement of the woman's hair in front of him and the quiet breathing of her side face has become the most life-like and fun-filled picture in his eyes.
This illusion of comfort makes people addicted for no reason, but the beautiful encounters... will always be shorter than difficult days.
As the conversation ended, several phone calls raids rushed to wake up Luo Shengsheng, who was sleeping in the front seat, and also expose the colorful bubbles that were shrouded in the illusion, allowing Song Yuanzhe to return to the reality.
Hello, huh?Well...I'm not getting better yet?
I know, I know, you won't go home tonight.
I wasn't angry, I was just busy just now, I was really not angry!
Then you drink less!
Puchi, don’t...there are people around you, I’ll talk about it when I get home, and I’ll video you then!
Yes, I love you!
……
During the call, the girl deliberately suppressed her voice in order not to disturb others, and her voice was almost humble.
But Song Yuanzhe still listened to the whole process clearly with every word.
Even if he couldn't tell the sound, he could clearly know from Rashen's reply that the other side of the phone was hidden...
When he thought of that name, the traces of the ring ring of the middle finger of the man's left hand began to gradually feel hot and painful again, and the corners of his mouth and the tips of his eyebrows also sank. His eyes lost their light spots as he slowly closed his eyelids, turning into darkness and deep hostility.
After another accident, she and the team quickly tidied up the equipment and were ready to leave.
Unexpectedly, when passing by Chen Xinyue, Yu Guang happened to patrol Song Yuanzhe behind him and saw his obviously different legs and slightly crooked standing posture.
Anyone who is familiar with it knows that this is a sign of unbearable pain in his leg.
Luo Shengsheng was not interested in doing anything, but after he was far away, the girl could not resist the tug of her mouth. She looked at Song Yuanzhe's new girlfriend. Seeing her ignorant face, her mind suddenly had an inexplicable and puzzled look.
Did she not know that Song Yuanzhe has leg problems?
Lighting teacher, please put the stool we moved away just now and don’t let the seat be lost.
So Rashen raised his hand, casually lit the plastic stools stacked on the wall, and spoke to his colleagues.
In fact, those stools had never moved much. When they were photographing, they just pulled out the tabletops that were used as objects and did not occupy anyone's seat.
However, after she said this, the light had to lift the stool, look around the room, see whoever stands and sits. After scanning the subject, she understood and placed it lightly behind Song Yuanzhe.
Sorry, Ah, moved your seat.
After hearing the words, Song Yuanzhe was slightly stunned, his heartbeat suddenly.
When he first entered the room to arrange the seats, Chen Xinyue asked him if he had added a seat. The man thought the plastic stool was ugly at the time, so he refused, and his attitude was quite tough.
However, the lighting maker mentioned this again, and his attitude...had obviously changed like a turn. Although his expression was a little slow, he did not express any intention of rejection.
Thanks.
After sitting down, he glanced at Luo Shengsheng's back, held back his smile, and thanked him lightly.
Due to sudden changes in posture, sharp pain will occur in the front knee of the right leg.
This man used to holding it in his arms, but this time he didn't. After an instinctive hissing, he lowered his head, hid the glimmer in his pupils, and began to clumsyly knead both sides of his patella through the trouser legs of his hand, which had already healed.
Yuanzhe, what's wrong with you?
Seeing that he was not hiding his pain at all, Chen Xinyue suddenly felt nervous.
But Song Yuanzhe did not want to attract her attention. Faced with this unnecessary and useless concern, the man's eyes suddenly became more and more frowning after losing patience.
It's okay, don't worry, it's just an old problem...
Then you have to say that, are you still so irrelevant with me?
I said, no
Pang.
The man's actions and subsequent words were all suddenly stopped due to the sound of closing the door.
He couldn't care whether the show was realistic anymore. He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the particularly pale wooden door after everyone left.
Rashen just left...
Plain and straightforward.
Song Yuanzhe pursed his lips, but he could not suppress his grievances in the end. He allowed himself to leak his depressed emotions, and all of them were revealed in his drooping expression.
Yuanzhe?
Chen Xinyue tentatively touched the back of the man's hand, but at the moment he touched it, he was shocked and dusted away by the man. He heard a crackling sound of the flesh, like a slap in the face, and threw it on her delicate wrist...
It also fell into her sensitive heart.
Sorry, I was a little distracted just now.
The man explained it extremely perfunctorily, as if he had changed his own personality.
After barely squeezing, Chen Xinyue lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip, and was silent for a while.
It was not until the leader called me that the girl took the pen again, took a deep breath, and secretly ordered herself to put her thoughts back to work and not be disturbed by irrelevant things.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the lecture officially kicked off when all units were ready.
In order to ensure order during the meeting, photography in the infield is basically based on fixed camera positions. At most, cut the near and far view, and there is no difficulty in scheduling.
In the later stage, as long as the material is sent to the editing team and let the post-production team play freely, they will successfully complete the task today.
Luo Shengsheng had just run around and carried a camera of more than 20 kilograms for a long time. After arranging the camera, his condition suddenly became relaxed. The discomfort reaction in his early stages of pregnancy immediately jumped out.
The doctor had previously advised that morning sickness would be more frequent when I was two to three months pregnant.
Although she had already isolated the meat and fish from her food, she still couldn't stand the gastric acid surge caused by the two-pronged approach of empty stomach and fatigue.
The girl ran to the toilet several times in the middle, and each time she vomited her stomach, her face turned pale and more.
Studi M's colleagues are basically big and thick men. Seeing her like this, I feel embarrassed to ask more questions. I just think that it was a coincidence that a woman happened to do so, so how could she think of pregnancy?
Everyone was polite and wanted to have a leisurely work anyway, so they simply let Luo Shengsheng sit in the front row to supervise the worker. Don’t mess around anymore and cultivate until you are at ease.
The first two rows of the auditorium are the places specially reserved by the organizer for the leaders of the school, the National Film and Television, provincial and municipal cultural bureaus, and French staff.
After Rashen and his superiors asked for instructions, they were indicated to rest in the spare space at the corner.
I was sitting well, drinking hot water, reading the manual, and browsing my phone to pass it. I guess I could pass this time with ease and comfort.
But she never expected that fate prefers to play with people. After the last group of leaders took the seat, another vacant spare seat next to her was left to Song Yuanzhe, the peerless enemy.
Why!
Upset.
Want to vomit...
Physiological one.
vomit
As soon as he sat down next to him, he probably got closer. The musk smell of the man's perfume dripped into his nose, causing the morning sickness to react, which made Rashen quickly cover his mouth and nose after his voice retching, so that he would stop him from losing his composure in front of everyone.
Forced to swallow, and swallow it repeatedly through her throat, she barely suppressed the urge to vomit again.
What perfume you can spray, it smells bad.
Rashenshen put down his hand and patted his chest.
To avoid suspicion, the girl kept her face and stared at him without looking at him throughout the whole process, and whispered to the left.
Song Yuanzhe heard it, but did not respond.
He sat stiffly, lowered his head and let go of his left wrist watch, circled his fingers and pinched his flesh back and forth, and the hoop marks struck by the steel joints, and kept silent.
Seeing the other party's indifferent look, Rashen couldn't help but hold his eyebrows deep, raised the manual on the table and blocked his mouth, and added to him:
You can change the seat. I feel sick today. If you sit on the side, it will be really uncomfortable.
The man stopped his hands.
There is no need, too deliberately avoiding it will easily make Xinyue suspicious.
Who cares if her girlfriend is jealous?
This person speaks...why is he so worthy of smoking?
Although his appearance and temperament have changed, his narcissistic nature has not changed at all.
I really thought she spoke, did she want to pay attention to him or what?
It was so irresistible that he could say this, it was even more nauseating than the smell of his body.
Luo Shengsheng was too lazy to bother with this man. She communicated with the staff in the front row. After being coquettish, the other party happily agreed and exchanged positions with her.
As a result, the two of them intertwined and stopped leaning against each other.
Although Rashang can still smell some aftertaste on his nose, it is much better than the strong fragrance that was filled with brains when he was sitting next to him.
The entire symposium is actually very bland, and there is no eye-catching point in it.
The major in Master Luo Shengsheng is film history. For her, it is all things that are tired of listening, so before she could survive the journey, the girl couldn't resist the fatigue. She hugged her chest and leaned against the back of the chair, lifted her head downward, and fell asleep.
However, in contrast to her, Song Yuanzhe, who was also experiencing boredom at this moment, did not feel troubled throughout the whole process.
During this three-hour ejaculation, just watching the slight movement of the woman's hair in front of him and the quiet breathing of her side face has become the most life-like and fun-filled picture in his eyes.
This illusion of comfort makes people addicted for no reason, but the beautiful encounters... will always be shorter than difficult days.
As the conversation ended, several phone calls raids rushed to wake up Luo Shengsheng, who was sleeping in the front seat, and also expose the colorful bubbles that were shrouded in the illusion, allowing Song Yuanzhe to return to the reality.
Hello, huh?Well...I'm not getting better yet?
I know, I know, you won't go home tonight.
I wasn't angry, I was just busy just now, I was really not angry!
Then you drink less!
Puchi, don’t...there are people around you, I’ll talk about it when I get home, and I’ll video you then!
Yes, I love you!
……
During the call, the girl deliberately suppressed her voice in order not to disturb others, and her voice was almost humble.
But Song Yuanzhe still listened to the whole process clearly with every word.
Even if he couldn't tell the sound, he could clearly know from Rashen's reply that the other side of the phone was hidden...
When he thought of that name, the traces of the ring ring of the middle finger of the man's left hand began to gradually feel hot and painful again, and the corners of his mouth and the tips of his eyebrows also sank. His eyes lost their light spots as he slowly closed his eyelids, turning into darkness and deep hostility.
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