I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

It makes people want to peek into everything inside the door from the inside out.

Can't wait to ring the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-"

Without a moment's pause, the doorbell rang.

"Click." A crisp sound of the door opening was heard.

The wooden door opened slowly and automatically, as if opening the door to a new world.

A golden figure walked out from behind the door.

Everyone gasped as they looked at the blond, blue-eyed handsome boy in front of them, and were frozen in place.

He was like a medieval nobleman, a prince from a fairy tale.

It makes people unable to control their heartbeats. Even if all the people present are men, they can't help but take a few more glances.

After a while, someone finally reacted and spoke politely in an awkward foreign language.

"Hello, Mr. Himen, we are from the crew of 'Sound Dream Breakthrough'. Here are our credentials. We have an appointment to film with you today."

He knew how poor his foreign language skills were, so he finished speaking with an awkward smile.

Why didn't the PD mention that Mr. Rimen was a foreigner? They thought his foreign language skills were a little better, but they were still not up to the standard of a gentleman.

Thinking about the painful communication that was about to happen, which would be even more painful than the English test, he was completely clueless. How could he continue filming?

Henry looked calm and said in broken Imperial English, "My lady has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."

As he spoke, he stepped aside, making way and gestured for invitation.

People were not surprised yet. How could a foreigner do that? His pronunciation was not standard and was so flowery.

Accurately received the information conveyed by Henry's words.

Miss?

So, the one who wrote every hit and classic song is a woman.

It’s not that they have any inherent ideas or filters about women.

But in the empire and even in the whole world, the number of truly famous female music creators can be counted on one hand.

Henry looked at the motionless people in confusion. Only then did they react and trotted into the villa with their photographic equipment.

The moment you enter, the wooden door closes automatically.

After knowing that Henry could speak Imperial language, the crew members did not hesitate to communicate with him in their native language.

"What's your name?" the staff member with black-framed glasses asked Henry, holding a microphone.

Henry nodded, "Just call me butler."

The staff member who was asking the question looked at his companion.

His eyes seemed to be saying: Is the steward track so hot now?

With Henry's looks, he would be a good idol or an actor, but it would be a waste of talent for him to be a butler.

"Mr. Butler, is the lady you just mentioned Ms. Rimen?" the staff member with black-framed glasses continued to ask.

Henry nodded, "Probably."

Wen Wan asked him to go to the door to meet the staff of "Sound Dream Breakthrough" and didn't say anything else.

Since they said Wen Wan was exempted from the Japanese ban, then she must be exempted from the Japanese ban.

"Can I take some photos of this garden? We'll need this kind of empty footage in post-production."

"Okay." Henry didn't stop.

The crew began filming the scene.

Walk quickly to the depths of the garden.

"bang, bang"

Rhythmic banging sounds came from not far away.

This scene appeared in the video.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

The golden light and shadow cast on the man's naked upper body.

The muscles are clearly defined, and each one looks like a carefully polished work by a sculptor.

Sweat slowly slid down his muscles, like morning dew sliding over flower petals, with silent tension.

His eyes were focused and sharp, as if the whole world was just a sandbag.

His fists were wrapped in bandages, and every punch he threw out made a sharp sound as it hit the sandbag hard.

The sandbag shook violently with his movements, making a dull thud.

At this time, the barrage was full of colorful saliva flying everywhere.

"Oh my god! Who is this? I really want to be his punching bag. Brother, don't hit the punching bag, hit me, please."

"I'll lick it first, you guys can do whatever you want."

"Why isn't there a front view of the little brother? One person wrote in blood, I want to see the front view! !"

"Who is this?! Why wasn't he in the last trailer? I was so fascinated by his muscular body, shashasha~"