Director, I refuse to like you [Entertainment]

When Meng Mi got up in the morning and received a WeChat message, she was taken aback. She went to her artist's room to have a look, and it was really true.

Taking the ice pack, Meng Mi asked her to put it on her eyes, and said, "Fortunately, there were two left from last time."

As an artist, you must always have ice packs in the refrigerator. One is that the face is prone to swelling in night scenes, and the other is that the eyes are swollen after filming crying scenes. If you don’t have ice packs to reduce swelling, you can’t shoot the scene.

There were a lot of Loulou crying scenes in this drama, and she was prone to edema, so I bought a lot of ice packs and used them a lot.

Meng Mi was sighing, her expression became tangled, she hesitated for a long time before she asked, "Lou Lou, what happened last night?"

"What?" Hearing her say this suddenly, Shi Loulou froze for a moment, then realized that she was silent with drooping eyelashes, her artist was a bit bored, and this attitude made it clear that she didn't want to say anything.

This performance made Meng Mi a little worried. In the morning, she received a WeChat message saying that her eyes were swollen. She thought it was because she hadn't slept well. When she came to see her, her eye circles were red, and she knew she was crying. She spent the night again.

I didn't make a crying scene, so what did I cry for? Thinking of the sound of closing the door last night, it's probably Director Xiao Luo.

She looked at Shi Loulou who was sitting on the sofa with her head down, her little face was pale, and she felt a little distressed, but she didn't want to talk about this kind of thing, and she couldn't ask further.

Seeing that the disappearance was almost gone, just as she was going to the set, Loulou had her period again.

Now I really can't go, she has never had dysmenorrhea, but there are too many after-effects of grief, not only the eyes are swollen and headache, but also the place is uncomfortable, Shi Loulou only feels that her waist is sore, and the feeling of falling in the air is stuck in her heart, the whole body People are bored and can't lift their spirits.

Meng Mi asked the assistant director for leave, and when she turned around, her lips were much lighter, and she poured a cup of hot water by her hand.

"Meng Mi, I want a computer." She turned her face up and begged her.

Meng Mi froze for a moment, slowly frowned, and said disapprovingly: "You're not feeling well, wait until the thesis is finished." Besides, after reading this stuff, can a headache still be cured?

The beauty bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes pleaded, her face was delicate, and she softly called her name. Meng Mi hesitated for a moment before surrendering, but after giving it to her, she told her not to hold on, no Don't look any further when you're comfortable.

Shi Loulou didn't have any idea about the document, so he went to his mailbox to check the relevant articles of the journals he subscribed to, and saw one that he was interested in, so he read it carefully.

There are a lot of new words in the professional thesis. Although most of them are familiar, there are still some new fields that I don’t know. Meng Mi sat on the sofa and browsed the Weibo in the studio. Hearing the voice of English, he yawned and fell asleep. .

"Meng Mi, go back to your room and sleep." Shi Loulou heard her sleepy yawning sound, Meng Mi also got up early today, and it just so happened that she didn't have to go to the set today, so it would be a waste of time to accompany her here.

Her voice was not loud, and Meng Mi heard it clearly and immediately said no, she turned around and asked worriedly: "Does your head still hurt?" She glanced at her plain face, and then at the computer in her hand.

Shi Loulou pursed his lips, shook his head quietly, and looked at her with concern, "Meng Mi, go back to sleep, I can do it by myself."

"Then..." Meng Mi hesitated a little before saying, "Then I'll go back and sleep for a while." After speaking, she got up.

When she walked to the door, she just opened it when she turned around and told her, "I'll deliver food for lunch later, what do you want to eat?"

She nodded obediently, smiled at her in a small arc, pursed her lips as if she was thinking, paused, and then said softly: "I want to eat shrimp porridge."

"Okay." Seeing her smile, Meng Mi felt relieved, closed the door, and just turned around when she saw someone coming around the corner.

She raised her head inadvertently, saw a delicate and beautiful face, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but before she lowered her head to pretend she didn't see it, the man looked at her and called her name.

"Mengmi."

She paused, then raised her head, pulled out an insincere smile, and said hello: "Miss Tong."

Hearing this, Ms. Tong looked at her forced smile, which was uglier than crying. The man's face was a little cold, and soon he laughed again. She stopped laughing at Qinglingling, and said, "Miss Meng really sees outside."

She lowered her head and was about to walk over, when the two passed by, she grabbed Meng Mi's wrist, and her heart skipped a beat.

Tong Yuan looked at the other party at a close distance, and she was a little satisfied with her amazing reaction. She smiled like a spring flower and said, "Does my makeup look good today?"

"It looks good." Meng Mi praised perfunctorily, pursed her lips, and lowered her head.

"You taught well." Tong Yuan had a deep meaning, knocking on the door behind her without her.

Meng Mi was disturbed by this sentence, and when she saw her knock on the door, she couldn't help reminding, "Lou Lou is on the bed, resting."

When she heard this, she stopped moving, and just about to say something, the door opened. Seeing Shi Loulou's sleepy state, she knew that Meng Mi hadn't lied to her.

"How did it happen?" Tong Yuan was surprised, and said straightly, "Are you all right, Loulou?"

Seeing her shaking her head, Tong Yuan didn't think about it any more. Women's dysmenorrhea is like this. It's not a problem, but it's very uncomfortable to grind.

As soon as Tong Yuan sat on the bed, her expression changed immediately, she looked at her crying, and complained with fear on her face: "Lou Lou, I think you are very lucky."

Putting his fingers together, Shi Loulou drew a page of documents on the small touch screen, looked at her in a daze, and hummed in a questioning tone.

"You don't even know that director Luo didn't start filming this morning, and her face was expressionless. Even Ying Yingdi Ye greeted her, but she didn't even give her a smile."

Seeing her listening with lowered eyes, Tong Yuan continued: "I played with Zheng He this morning, and we both made mistakes, but Zheng He's mistakes were stupider than mine, and he ng four times, you know I'm on the sidelines Come on, see how scared I am when Luo Jin smiles?!"

Shi Loulou was a little speechless, looking at Tong Yuan's bright eyes, which were full of words "Quickly ask me why", she was silent for a moment, and asked her along the way, "What are you afraid of when she smiles?"

"Do you know that smile?" Tong Yuan quickly took up the conversation, and imitated it for her with great interest.

If Shi Loulou were to describe this expression, it would probably be a smile but not a smile. She had seen Luo Jin's countless expressions, except for that, only at this time her peach blossom eyes were extremely bright.

Tong Yuan imitated and said: "She just smiled and looked at Zheng He. Zheng He, a fool, thought he was doing a good job, and was amazed by Director Xiao Luo's flourishing beauty. When I was about to say thank you, Luo Jin just said - I really regret that I found Ye Huai before, and I should have found you to act."

"Zheng He's manager was so frightened that he went to Ye Huai in a hurry, and said that he didn't mean that. Don't say it, the little fresh meat is quite polite."

Tong Yuan vomited, and turned in the wrong direction. Shi Loulou thought silently, aren't you a traffic floret?

"The funniest thing is that his manager is also stupid. When Ye Huai heard a smile, he didn't say anything, and encouraged him to work hard."

"Who doesn't know that Ye Huai took the Best Actor for an interview and said that Luo Jin came to him because of his poor acting," Tong Yuan said again, still couldn't help laughing.

After laughing for a long time, he sighed again, "But I'm really a little afraid of Luo Jin, even though I've been out to play, seeing how beautiful her smile is, I'm afraid that the next time I see her smiling like that, she'll be right at me."

She didn't want to hear the name for the time being, and she didn't want to have these eyes in her mind, so she turned her face slightly in repulsion.

Seeing her melancholy, Tong Yuan thought she was afraid, and comforted her: "It's okay, I guess it will be better in the afternoon."

"Oh," Shi Loulou pursed his lips, looked at the computer, and said indifferently, "The director's mood has nothing to do with the actors, we just need to act well."

"It makes sense." Tong Yuan took it for granted, and stretched her head to look at her computer screen, only to see a large piece of English with accompanying charts next to it.

"What is this?" Tong Yuan's eyes widened in surprise.

Her hand typing on the keyboard stopped, the veins between her wrists were slightly visible, her skin was white and thin, her eyelashes trembled, and then she raised her head and said with a smile, "I'm writing the opening report of my graduation thesis."

Tong Yuan is a major in film school, and she only has graduation dramas. I heard Lan Lan say that Lou Lou was a top student at P University. I was a little surprised when I saw it this time. She went out to accept dramas in her freshman year. impatient.

My cousin graduated from an undergraduate university, and she also acted with her. The graduation thesis was still paid for by others. Tong Yuan knew it was wrong, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to blame.

It stands to reason that this is actually nothing. There are more people who have studied well, but they can give up completely. She doesn't understand what Shi Loulou is wasting this time and energy for.

Shi Loulou blushed a little, her white and tender face seemed to be covered with natural blush, she looked a little young, like a high school student, Tong Yuan watched her turn off the word silently, and smiled at her, "Do you think I ..."

Before she could finish speaking, Tong Yuan interrupted, she raised her eyebrows and stared at her complainingly, "Pretentious, you are so funny, you are a P major, what's wrong with writing a paper, compared to that who fired Huang Jiaqi, who was created by Xueba, is much better."

Shi Loulou seldom read and studied in front of Wu Yue, because she was afraid that sister Yue would think that she was too greedy, wanted to enter the entertainment industry to make quick money, and was too pretentious to let go of her studies, so she did not talk to her about the future. The other party said it.

She was hesitant and upset about this matter, but she always knew in her heart that the company had helped her, not to mention that there was no liquidated damages, and she couldn't waste the resources given by the company, wanting to go back to study and tear down bridges.

In the dead of night, for a moment, she thought of the encouragement and expectations of her mentor, her love of physics since she was a child, and her pursuit of scientific research. She couldn't lie to herself. She was regretful and sad after all.

In fact, she can understand Tong Yuan's surprise, but she has selfish intentions and wants to publish this article without leaving any regrets.

"Thank you, Yuanyuan." She raised her head, the watery eyes on her palm-sized face were full of gratitude, but Yuan felt that it was nothing, so she reached out and touched her head, seeing that she was busy, she didn't want to disturb her anymore, and encouraged her : "What's the matter, fool."

She smiled embarrassedly, which made Tong Yuan want to sigh again, why is the artist so soft-tempered and the assistant so hard-tempered.

Before Tong Yuan went out, she turned back to her with a smile and told her to work hard, but after she wrote a few pages, her lower abdomen began to ache again, so she had to give a lecture, lying down and listening with her eyes closed. There was a knock on the door.

When she heard this lively voice, she felt it sounded familiar. She frowned, moved the computer away slowly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, only then did she realize that this was Luo Jin's assistant.

The author has something to say: count your fingers, there will be another update at five o'clock in the afternoon.

(If you are not on time, you will send red envelopes