The Private Diary of a Movie Queen

"Director, I didn't mean to say these words." Ning Hanyu's dissatisfaction dissipated immediately, and she could really understand Shen Yu's mood, because she used to be like that.

"I mean, you can try to let go."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Hanyu felt a little regretful.

Shen Yu nodded: "What if you let her go?"

Sheng Qian sat aside, with a book on her lap, long hair hanging down her face, holding a water glass in her hand, slowly flipping through the book, the set was very noisy, people from various departments came and went, and extras walked back and forth, Some well-known actors frequently touch up their makeup, and everyone's hurried steps seem to raise dust. Only Sheng Qian's small world makes people feel quiet when they touch it.

She never gets tired of looking at flowers in spring, never gets tired of hearing cicadas in summer, doesn't feel sad when she hears wind in autumn, and doesn't get startled by frost in winter. This is the feeling she has always given people.

She has changed, but she hasn't changed. Ning Hanyu glanced at her from a distance, and her heart softened.

"I see, Director."

When the camera was turned on again, the performance of the actors was perfect again, even if several shots were changed in succession, it was not affected at all.

When Shen Yu jumped out of the nitpicking, she found that the presentation of the whole movie was still in line with the year.

She was trapped, the memories of the past were too clear, and she forgot to present every detail, which made the film more and more tasteless.

Where can I go back?

"Card!"

Another shot.

"Okay, let's go."

Shen Yu nodded with a smile.

Although Shen Yu has always been critical and doesn't care how much she paid for "Never", she will not deliberately delay the progress.

The amount of filming on this day is twice as much as in the past.

That night, "Never" was finalized, which is this year's Christmas Eve.

It was already ten o'clock at night when work was over, Ning Hanyu came out of the dressing room, waved to the assistant who was walking towards her, walked into the lounge alone, opened the door just in time to see Sheng Qian yawning.

Ning Hanyu took off his coat and put it on her body, and pulled her into the car.

As soon as she sat in the driver's seat, her agent called. It turned out that the jury of the Thousand Flowers Awards for another year had contacted her and asked her if she had time to present awards to the winning actors.

Ning Hanyu put on the earphones, pondered for a few seconds, and replied: "You let me think about it."

After she finished speaking, she had already picked up the phone, but from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Sheng Qian staring at her motionlessly, so she pretended that she was still on the phone.

After nearly 1 minute without moving, someone lost his breath.

Sheng Qian leaned over and leaned on Ning Hanyu's shoulder, and pulled off her earphones.

Ning Hanyu snorted and laughed.

The earphones drooped pitifully between the two of them.

"You are very competent."

Sheng Qian looked at the red lipstick deliberately applied on the other's lips, in the somewhat hazy car, showing some temptation.

LC is a top luxury brand in Europe, and Ning Hanyu is one of the global spokespersons. This lipstick is a new series, and the spokesperson is very responsible for putting it on at night before getting into the car.

Ning Hanyu was a little confused, and frowned.

"They say you are an LC in the world, and they feel that you have earned money just by looking at it."

"You don't have to take these words seriously. I'm just an ordinary person, but you, you, my fans, you know?"

"Of course, I'm your biggest black fan."

"Then do you think you've made money just by looking at me?"

"Do not."

Sheng Qian pulled her over.