The cute male god of Kuai Chuan is mine

Chapter 457
However, more than half of this film has been filmed, and now it will cost a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to replace people. Thinking about it this way, we should hold our noses and finish the filming. At worst, we should be more strict with Cai Wei.

Wang Dao calmed down, sat down in the rest area, opened a bottle of ice water and took a big gulp, one-third of the water went into Wang Dao's stomach.

Jiangzhipu was wearing a long-sleeved ancient costume, and he was already too hot, sweating profusely.

Xihua didn't move much, and she was nestled in a cooler corner, so she felt okay at this moment.

Jiang Zhipu naturally walked towards Xihua.

Xihua gave Jiangzhipu the cold water and cold towel with a cold face.

Jiang Zhipu thanked him, came over and sat next to Xihua.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter.

Xi Hua actually brought a lot of food.There are also many iced ones.

However, not to Enoura.

The system almost crushed the handkerchief.

Such a beautiful and hard-working little brother has nothing to eat after filming!

Xi Hua gave the system a supercilious look.

"Eating cold drinks on an empty stomach is not good."

The system felt that Xi Hua despised him, so he shrank back into the corner obediently.

"Sister Lin, have my acting skills improved?" Jiang Zhipu asked Xihua while drinking water in small sips.

"Yeah. Remember to bring yourself into the character, it's the best to be in the play. You're still at the level of acting." Xi Hua picked out an ice cream cake and ate it slowly.

Seeing Jiang Zhipu looking at her, Xihua could only say: "Eat it when you are not so hot, eating ice cream cake now is not good for your health."

A triumphant smile flashed across Jiang Zhipu's eyes, and he nodded obediently.

Xi Hua didn't look at Jiang Zhipu anymore, and let him drink cold water by himself.

Enoura didn't actually eat the ice cream cake, but took out the script to study when he felt that it wasn't so hot.

The small finger-thick script book is already a little wrinkled. Obviously, the owner of the book reads it frequently and always carries it with him.

The system is very curious about how Jiangzhipu carries scripts with him everywhere he goes.

Xi Hua didn't intend to answer the system.

As long as Jiang Zhipu was in the crew, he would wear ancient costumes almost all day long, and the cuffs of ancient costumes were large, and the space at the skirt was not small, which was more than enough for a script, but he had to adjust the position by himself.

Xi Hua felt that the heat source around her was getting closer, so she moved to the side.

Feeling Xi Hua's movements, Jiang Zhipu raised his head strangely.

Xi Hua didn't speak, just took out a small electric fan from her bag and put it in the place she vacated.

The wind from the small electric fan was strong and cool, but Enoura's heart sank.

He is not stupid, he can see that Xi Hua deliberately alienates him.

He can also see that he is just passing the time with Xi Hua.

As for why he is so dedicated, it is probably due to work habits.

What Jiang Zhipu felt at Xi Hua's place was only the thoughtfulness and seriousness of business affairs.

This is an excellent treatment for ordinary artists, but for Enoura who has other thoughts, it is undoubtedly a big basin of cold water directly poured on his head.

The road is long and long, but there is still a long way to go.

Now that Jiangzhipu has rested, it's not a problem for Xihua to always be a sculpture at the shooting location.

"I'll sit in the lounge for a while, call me if I need something." Xi Hua said to Jiang Zhipu.

"Okay." How could Jiang Zhipu be willing to call Xihua.

Didn't you see that he never called Xi Hua?
Xi Hua also asked a question like a routine, and left the shooting location with another bulging bag.

(End of this chapter)