Chapter 152 My Sister She...(1)

  Know the name first, and then the origin, slowly get to know, and there will be opportunities to continue to develop the relationship in the future.

  Furthermore, Zhao Manshi absolutely believes in his perfect conditions: rich lady, sweet voice, and talented people. Even in Kyoto, Zhao Manshi has no shortage of suitors.

  The gentleman who saved himself just now, if he has a deeper understanding of me, he should like me.

   "Miss Zhao, Manxi is still changing costumes." Without raising his head, Lu Shanhe continued to concentrate on checking the makeup on Jiang Cheng's face, "Working heavily, you can stay at most for five minutes."

  The tone is quite rude, but Zhao Manshi doesn't care.

She pretended to be waiting for Gu Manxi, but she was actually brewing her own statement. Zhao Manshi's tone was somewhat curious: "Well-Director Lu, I was almost hit by a rickshaw when I came to Hengdian just now. One of your crew wears a Chinese tunic. The actor who combed his back, was not tall, and was skinny, saved me. If you can tell his name, I want to thank him in person."

  Lu Shanhe raised an eyebrow.

  Associate Director Wang Fugui scratched his head, wondering: "Is there such an actor? I don't remember, is it a stand-in? But our crew basically don't need a stand-in."

  "Really!" Zhao Manshi was a little anxious, her pretty face flushed, her slender fingers nervous and entangled, "Think about it again, gentle, with thick eyebrows, and her eyes are very bright."

   Zhao Manshi is really tempted.

  For the first time in eighteen years, she was so passionate about boys. No interest, no family business, just a glance at him, there is an urge to live with him for the rest of his life.

  "Master, today the crew filmed 5 individual scenes. There will be a small actor audition at 6pm." Wang Fugui'er racked his brains and couldn't think of any actor who fits Zhao Manshi's description, "Is it a group performance?"

   Zhao Manshi clenched her skirt tightly: "A group performance."

  Is she a poor man?

   Zhao Manshi is in a delicate mood and can't tell the feeling. She does not dislike the poor, she is just worried that if she stays with this person, her identity is very different, and she might encounter opposition from her parents.

  For a time, Zhao Manshi flashed countless TV drama plots in his mind.

  That's it, find him first.

  "The group performance is in District 2." Wang Fugui pointed out the way intimately.

   Zhao Manshi stopped staying, turned around and prepared to leave. Before stepping out of the door, I suddenly heard an indistinguishable and familiar voice behind him: "Sister Wang, this cheongsam has a crack and needs to be sewn."

  The white high heels did not step out, and the heart beat wildly.

   Zhao Manshi turned her head back suddenly, with surprise on her face. She is so familiar with this voice!

   Zhao Manshi blurted out: "It's you, I'm here specifically to meet you——"

  The rest of the words are stuck in the throat, unable and impossible to say it for a long time.

  I saw that the door of the dressing room had been opened, and a beautiful lady in a tunic suit and long hair shawl was standing upright in the doorway.

  Gu Manxi went in to change clothes to prepare for the makeup in the afternoon, but found that there was a very obvious hole on the right side of the cheongsam, and it was naturally impossible to wear it, so she walked out with the torn clothes.

Of course, Gu Manxi was still wearing the menswear that hadn't had time to change. The men's wig had already been taken off, the makeup on his face had been removed early, and her long black hair fell softly. There was something in her body that was between handsome and handsome. The breath of beauty.

  Gu Manxi noticed Zhao Manshi at the door, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "You haven't left yet?"

  　 I want to know what's going on... I'll go to bed first, good night

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)