Chapter 1865

The process of shooting has been moving forward.

The plot of Sheng Tian Zhuan has come to the point where Shen Zixi is willing to help Xie Qingyu, and the two people who are chased by the royal family leave the Central Plains and come to the western regions.

A foreign country. wander. Family lost. Xie Qingyu is always looking into the distance with sadness.

Shen Zixi had a grass in his mouth and squatted on the ground.

He looks at girls. The youth looks at the sky. The background is a large area of grassland and flocks of sheep.

"Card"

Loze said with a smile, "well, that's all for the morning. Let's have a rest. "

Qiao Xi wiped a sweat, took Li Miao's water and sipped it. Although she is very thirsty, but probably because she can't get used to it, she always thinks the water here tastes strange.

Ning Yicheng ran over and handed him a cup of mineral water: "here you are. Sister Josie

Qiao Xi takes it with a smile and turns to talk to Han Xuemo.

Ning Yicheng wanted to follow in the past, but he was pulled away by his agent.

Qiao Xi, who has been paying attention to Ning Yicheng's movements, is relieved. Pat your chest and give the mineral water to Han Xuemo: "drink it."

Han Xuemo took it in a funny way and complained: "after Fu Siqi left the group, you only came to me to have a shield."

Qiao Xi is looking at his cell phone. Finger shuffle several times, refresh the page still did not jump out of new news. She is disappointed that Tang Xu didn't send a message. When he heard this, he looked up

"Ah?"

Han Xuemo sighed and squeezed her face: "you

"Quarreled with Tang Xu?"

Han Xuemo didn't want to say anything more. After all, she still believed in Qiao Xi. But. Now look at her wandering state. I can't help hesitating.

Think about it. I asked.

Josie sat on the chair, chin propped up: "No. But after that, he didn't send much news every day. It's a rare call. "

Han Xuemo stretched out her hand and rubbed her head. She said in a warm voice, "this is it." But the afternoon is the scene of the first meeting between men and women. How can Josh play against loze like this?

"Ah --" Qiao Xi sighed. Naturally, she thought that after lunch, she would play with loze.

She is in this situation. It's also like Xie Qing's language in the play. She's in a dilemma and doesn't know what to do.

Xie Qingyu and Shen Zixi spent a period of time in the western regions, and there were waves of people in black chasing after waves. They were tired.

They planned to go further west, but they were intercepted in the desert.

The sun is burning. No matter how fierce Shen Zixi was, he could not resist the wheel fight.

Just when he was about to run out of energy, the male master Bu Yucheng happened to pass by. Bu Yucheng and his party helped each other.

"Thank you, brother!"

Yellow sand flying, Xie Qing language face is full of perseverance.

Bu Yu Cheng couldn't help looking at her curiously. He replied, "you're welcome."

"Card -" the deputy director called the end.

Qiao Xi did not dare to relax. She watched nervously as loze frowned to watch the replay.

It has to be said that Qiao Xi's estimation of his own strength is quite accurate.

Loze frowned and looked back and forth several times, shaking his head: "come again!"

But Qiao Xi didn't dare to slack off. He immediately raised his spirits and said, "yes!"

The pursuers soon fell to the ground. Bu Yu Cheng took a light look at the embarrassed two and turned over to mount the horse.

Xie Qing language stands straight body, with man etiquette, way: "thank you this elder brother!"

The wind and sand made the sky gray and yellow.

"You're welcome."

"Card"

Loze didn't move after the assistant director called for the card.

Qiao Xi did not dare to move.

The whole crew fell into a kind of silence, and all the figures were pressed the pause button.

Finally, loze got off the horse, this time, he didn't even watch the replay and sat down on the chair.

"Josh, I'll give you some time to think about how to play this play." Then he took the script and flipped through it, "shoot the back first."