Looking at the night is full of disbelief in the eyes, Xin Lian drooped his eyes, but said: "yes, I know he is holding a bunch of roses, because I went back to the universe, found there is no one there, or he told me, you have gone, OK?"

"Xinlian, I don't mean anything else. I'm just worried that Chu Wenhao will pester you again." Seeing Xin Lian's anger, she explained it to the evening.

"I know what you mean, but I won't have anything to do with him before, so you can rest assured." In my heart, no matter what I said, it was for my own good, so Xinlian didn't say anything.

"Well, well, anyway, as long as he dares to bully you, you can tell me and I will help you clean him up!" Don't want to mention this unpleasant topic any more. After finishing speaking late at night, he directly changed the subject, "by the way, I haven't told you my new idea yet."

"Yes, what good ideas did you come up with?" Slightly hook lip, Xin Lian adjusts own mood, cooperate to ask a way.

"In fact, when I was shooting, I always felt that the indoor scenery couldn't achieve the effect I wanted. Later, I asked people to stop shooting. Later, I suddenly found Chu Wenhao standing in the snow with roses in his arms. I thought it was possible to change the setting from indoor to outdoor. It was snowing all over the sky, and men in black suits were in their hands Holding a bunch of white roses, the combination of black and white, and the intersection of angels and demons, can well highlight the charm and meaning of HT's perfume.

Xinlian sat there quietly, listening to the creativity of the evening, and her mind couldn't help but sketch out such a picture.

"Well, am I creative?" Late at night, he turned his head and looked at Xin Lian who was sitting beside him. He raised his eyebrows and asked.

Hearing the words of the evening, Xinlian suddenly woke up. She quickly regained her consciousness. Looking at the evening with some embarrassment, she pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "yes, your creativity is really good."

"Well, since you think it's good, we'll shoot it tomorrow!" Get Xin Lian's affirmation, the confidence of the evening is more one layer.

With long eyelashes drooping slightly, Xin Lian rubbed the cup in her hand, looked at the evening with a look of excitement, and asked in a slightly worried way: "however, do you think Chu Wenhao will agree with your idea? After all, he is an artist, and his body is also very important. What should he do if he stands in the snow on such a cold day? What's more, even if Chu Wenhao agreed, his agent would not agree. I had a little contact with her today. I think she is not such a good talker. "

Shuiliang's eyes twinkled. Listening to Xin Lian's worries, she knew that if she really wanted to shoot like this, there would be some difficulties. However, in order to shoot good works, she would try it, and not to ask him to stand in the snow for a long time, so there should be no big problem.

Thinking of this, she took Xin Lian's hand and said, "Lianlian, I will consider the problem you mentioned, and also tell Jingchuan about it. I believe that Chu Wenhao's work attitude should not have too big a problem."