"Yanqingsi, I warn you not to mess around. Even if you are the granddaughter of Xia family, our family is not easy to get into trouble..."

"Well, I'd like to see what your family can do with me."

Yan Qingsi pulls Zeng Keren up and asks her to sit in a chair. She picks up the rope to tie her, and then grabs a pair of scissors.

"You What do you want to do? Don't mess about... "

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Outside the door, a group of people waiting anxiously only heard a heartrending scream from the room, which made the people outside tremble. My mother, it's not going to be fatal. Zeng Nianren was very anxious. He found song Qingyan and said, "don't you care about the director? But if she is brought in by Yanqing silk, something will happen to her. "

"Do you think I can control Yan Qingsi?" Seeing that Yanqing silk was angry, song Qingyan felt relieved. The bomb finally exploded. Don't worry about it.

He knew that Yan Qingsi, who had a vengeful disposition, could not bear it.

In fact, he is very grateful to Yan Qingsi, because she is dedicated to her work. After being beaten, she still does her best to shoot all the plays of the whole day.

The screams of Zeng Nianren came from the room one after another. Zeng Keren was very anxious. "Do you just watch Keren have an accident? Don't forget that our Zeng family sponsored this play. "

Song Qingyan moved his eyelids: "then you can withdraw your investment. I told everyone before yanqingsi came. Don't mess with her if you have nothing to do. Your sister doesn't believe in evil and has to try. No wonder I do."

He is from the monitor to see Zeng Keren play first, and Yan Qingsi can endure the dedication of filming a day's play, wait until the end of work before making trouble, this is her biggest patience.

Song Qingyan is very grateful to her for being able to do so.

As for what yanqingsi wants to do after the end, he really doesn't want to manage it, and he can't manage it.

"You..." Zeng Keren was so angry that he couldn't speak.

A touch of evil flashed in his eyes. Zeng Nianren made a phone call. Soon, a group of people came.

Zeng Nianren said, "knock the door open for me."

But those people, as soon as they approached, were beaten by Ji Mianmian.

Zeng Nianren watched the people who were called lie down and scolded, "a group of waste."

His sister screamed bitterly inside. He had to call quickly and ask people to spend money from the town to find a group of people. This time, there were a lot of people. Ji Mianmian felt uneasy. After that, he was afraid that he could not stop it.

Just worried, Yan Qingsi's voice came from the dressing room: "Mianmian, get out of the way"

Ji Mianmian heard the voice, immediately jumped to the side and quickly got out of the way.

Her feet have not yet landed, the door has been opened, and an object has been thrown out of it.

People exclaimed, subconsciously away, lest be hit.

With a bang, the thing fell to the ground and let out a shrill scream.

When they saw it, they were startled and retreated one after another. My God, what is this.

I saw that the thing that was thrown out was black, dirty, dripping, sticky, with pungent liquid flowing down, and it was still squirming.

After a while, the congregation could see that it was actually a person. The layer of things on his body seemed to be Paint.

Yes, it's paint. Song Qingyan's requirements are very strict. Some scenes need to be transformed or built by himself, so the crew prepared some paint and piled it in the corner of the dressing room.

After a while, they found that this man's head How is it a light ladle?

Zeng Nianren looked at the wriggling on the ground, could not see the face clearly, his hand was shaking, he said: "but "How can I be?"

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