Quick time travel cute: psychic male god, please let me go

Chapter 167 Eighteen Lines and the Movie King (11)

Bai Shu watched them arguing in the mirror, and seeing that Feng Liyou seemed to be planning to calm things down, she finally opened her golden mouth with a clear and melodious voice, just like a yellow warbler.

"Acquiring roles based on color and appearance will not last long after all."

Feng Liyou glanced sideways at her, but didn't say a word.

Bai Shu was even more proud.

"Xiaotong, I'm going to use the toilet."

The location of today's audition is an ancient civilized town with a long history.

The scenery is beautiful and the air is fresh, except for one bad thing.

The terrain here is high and water is troublesome.

There were no showers, so every household still boiled water for bathing.

The most terrible thing is to go to the toilet.

The toilets here are all made by digging a hole in the ground, and installing a large vat in it, and directly laying two wooden planks across the vat as a footrest.

Just look around, the tank is full of filth floating around.

Summer is even more disgusting, flies fly around, maggots crawl everywhere, there is almost no place to set foot.

Feng Liyou came back in about 10 minutes and leaned over to Bai Shu's table.

"I just heard that you added a slap scene to me, and you really flattered me."

She was saying sarcastic words, but using the cover of her shoulder bag, she replaced something on Bai Shu's table.

No one paid attention to this, and everyone was attracted by the smell of gunpowder that was about to ignite.

"Slap?"

Xiaotong came closer, eyes full of dissatisfaction.

You can think of anyone who slaps someone, and the maid must be the one who gets slapped.

I really thought Bai Shu was sorry to let the director add to the scene!I didn't expect to add this kind of drama, my heart can be punished!

"What's wrong with slapping your face? Isn't slapping your face just an extra act? Those group performers, if you want to, you can't do it! Sister Bai Shu made your sister Liyou show up so much. Not only are you ungrateful, but you even came to Xingshi to inquire about your crimes." ?”

While stuffing popcorn into her mouth, Xiao Cheng muttered vaguely.

Bai Shu's thinking was not in the same way as Xiaocheng's. She told the director and Xiaocheng about adding a play. It can't be that Director Wang said it, so who could it be?
"Who told you? Even I don't know about this!"

Bai Shu really wanted to know who the whistleblower was, so that she could guard against villains.

"That's right, Sister Bai Shu doesn't know about slapping at all. If you really want to add such a scene, that's what Director Wang meant!" Xiaocheng was not stupid, and after listening to Bai Shu's question, she hurried to lend her voice.

But if you push everything on Wang Dao like this, you are really not afraid of offending Wang Dao!

Who do you want to tell?
In fact, no one, only because Feng Liyou accepted the plot and knew the general direction.

At that time, the original owner was taken away by Liu Changfeng, plotted by relatives and best friends, and lost her boyfriend. All thoughts were lost, and she lay in Xiaotong's residence for two days.

It was only later that I returned to the film crew, but I heard that she and Bai Shu had switched roles. During the filming task that day, there was a scene where the young lady beat a maidservant, and the director still asked for a real fight.

The original host refused to act and was threatened with liquidated damages by the director.

The original owner gritted his teeth, borrowed some money from a friend, and severed contact with the crew.

From then on, as long as there are dramas starring Bai Shu, she will not participate.

This made her play narrower.

But since she met Young Master Ye, Bai Shu's lazy habits have also shown, and she is not very diligent in taking on the role.

This gave the original owner a chance to breathe.

However, there are vampire-like family members. Although the original owner's income is expensive for ordinary people, it is all earned by the family.

Apart from a second-hand modern car, I don't even have a house.

After the death, the property was counted, and the family members did not believe that there was only so much.

One can imagine how sad the life of the original owner was.

"If you want people not to know, you have to do nothing yourself." Feng Liyou sneered, dropped a sentence, and returned to her seat.

　The editor’s notice will be released tomorrow. It’s a little rushed. The main reason is that the data is not good. Thank you for your continued support. I will update [-] words tomorrow. Those who continue to support can see it before noon.
　　
　
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