Chapter 405 Tomb School Facial Paralyzed Face Ten Scholar

The scented tea in    suddenly no longer fragrant.

The second man, Yuan Jun, had already stepped on the door of the car with one foot, and now it was too deliberate and embarrassing to take it back, so he stiffened in front of the door for a few seconds and quickly put on an expression that looked as less formal as possible, and suddenly retracted his foot. Go up again, turn around and say to the driver next to him: "It seems that Teacher Shi Su hasn't changed her makeup yet, so I won't get on the car. Please help me to bring this pot of scented tea to her."

   Turned his head again as he said, "After all, the weather is too cold. I'm really sorry that Teacher Su has been exposed to the cold water for so long."

   "It's okay, everyone just shoots the trick well, will Teacher Yuan have any other scenes later?"

   "I am gone today, how about you teacher Shisu?"

"I have another one, and I can go home after the filming. See you tomorrow, and cheer for tomorrow." Shisu said while making a fist to cheer him up, mainly to see his restraint at the moment. It would be awkward for the same group in the future, and Shi Su could only try to adjust the atmosphere.

Yuan Jun actually really eats Shisu, whether in appearance or personality, he is true and transparent and cute, but he is calmer and more mature than those newcomers who have just entered the circle. It's a pity that a beautiful woman is rare, no matter what she is. Is it married, or has something to do with Mr. Jing... Anyway, it is definitely impossible to have anything to do with him...

  Yuan Jun didn't dare to look in the car frequently. After all, the person next to Shisu had a strong sense of existence even though he didn't say a word.

   "Come on, I'm leaving first." Yuan Jun finished speaking and hurriedly evacuated the scene.

The driver originally wanted to smoke a cigarette while getting off the bus. He took the scented tea before the cigarette was lit. After taking the tea in, although he saw the gentleman next to Shisu, the driver didn’t recognize him. He nodded politely and got out of the car directly.

  Shisu touched the glass pot of scented tea, the inside was still hot.

She turned around and flipped out two small cups in the cabinet in the RV, first poured herself a cup and planned to let it dry, and then paused when she was about to pour the second cup, and raised her eyes to look at the presence next to her. Really not low man: "Would you like to have a drink too?"

  Speaking, she lowered her head and smelled it, and jokingly said: "There is **** silk in the tea to treat old cold legs."

Jing Jihan is not interested in her breaking tea, but she should really drink more of these kinds of things right now, endure the awkwardness and let it go, take the hair dryer she just put down and come over: "You drink by yourself, sit down and don't move. ."

   When Su did not react, she was already sitting on the sofa next to her legs with her shoulders pressed, and the hot wind was blowing on her head. She hurriedly got up and said, "I blow myself--"

"Sit down." Jing Jihan's hand fell on her shoulders, clearly not very strong, but it just made her unable to get up smoothly. The cold voice was just above her head: "The door opened and cold wind came in. Blow dry."

  Shisu still wanted to get up, worked hard, turned his head to face the hair dryer: "I know I know, let me do it myself!"

  As a result, his shoulders were slapped, and he was turned away easily again and pressed back to the sofa.

  Shi Su couldn't get up while sitting on the sofa, his head was tilted, and his eyes suddenly didn't know where to put it.

  The man’s slender and strong fingers traversed her half-damp and half-soft hair. Shisu had never dyed her hair because of frequent filming. They were all loosened, and the length was just waist-length.

In fact, it’s too troublesome for her to have such long hair. She wanted to cut it to shoulder-length short a few times, but the heavy feeling of wearing a wig in the costume crew before gave her a shadow, so she would rather grow her own long hair and do it when filming. The styling is also convenient, and there is no need to wear such a heavy wig.

Although Shisu's hair is long, it is soft and thin, and it dries quickly. After the wind stopped, she quickly moved away from the man without a trace, and moved to the front to take a cup of scented tea.

"It tastes really good. As soon as I swallowed it, I felt warm from my throat all the way to my stomach." Shi Su took another sip, and after swallowing, he pointed to another cup of scented tea she had just poured by the way: "Jing Zongzhen Don't have a drink?"

  Jing Jihan glanced at the cup in her hand, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Since you are very sincere, it's not impossible to have a bite."

  Seeing that he was looking at the cup she had just drunk, Shisu hurriedly hugged the cup and hid aside.

  "Do you like to drink or not!" She hid away while holding the cup, taking small sips and blowing into the cup from time to time. After drinking two sips, she narrowed her eyes and sighed comfortably.

  Warm! Comfortable!

  After drinking half a cup, Shi Su suddenly turned his head to look at Jing Jihan.

   Then she turned her head back, facing the man, drinking scented tea and raised her eyes in confusion.

  Why keep watching her?

  What's so good about the Beatles?

  There is something on her face?

   is almost staring out of the hole.

  Shi Su also leaned forward to go to the changing mirror and glanced inwardly. He didn't see anything on his face...

  It seemed to be the same when I accompanied him to the hospital for review two days ago.

  So what happened to Jing Jihan in the last few days?

  Ten-level scholar with facial paralysis from the ancient tomb school. Is this the sudden outbreak of the Great Winter? -

  The filming of the last scene of the day was finished, and it was already 6 o'clock. The days in Jiangshi, which had just entered the winter, were now getting shorter, and the sky was getting darker now.

Shi Su removed makeup, changed clothes, and got out of the RV. Because when I came today, the studio car picked her up. She didn’t drive herself. Sister Chen had a new advertisement just now, who wanted to meet her first and drove away. Up.

  On the ninth day of the day, he called the studio in advance and asked for a car to pick him up. As a result, Su Du had already removed his makeup and got out of the car, and the studio’s car hadn’t arrived yet.

   "Can I still make it here?"

   "So long?"

  "This time is the rush hour in the city, and then when the car is sent out, what time will it take to arrive..."

On the 9th day of the ninth day of the call to the studio, he suddenly put down his phone after saying a few words: “Xiao Chen’s car broke down halfway, and he just called a trailer to go over. He can’t be repaired for a while. Other cars came to pick us up. The roads in this city are congested. Just now I saw that the road sections displayed on the mobile map were all red congested. It is estimated that we can’t come so quickly, or let’s take someone in the same group and go back. , The studio is too biased, shall we take a taxi back when we get to the city?"

  Shisu has no objection. The studio cars are generally available on call, and under normal circumstances, they can rush to the set in advance, but it is indeed force majeure if a temporary situation and traffic jams occur.

  Jujiu glanced to the side a few times, Shi Su was the last actor in the group to finish filming today, and the other actors had already left in his car after the end of their scenes.

  Now some of the remaining staff and a few group performers, although they have cars, they are obviously not very familiar with each other.

  (End of this chapter)