Chapter 120

Looking at the drama of Su Che and Su Che, there's a play for him.

The story is about the Begonia into the Yongle gate, became a singing girl.

But in this kind of place, there is no background and no dependence on the Begonia, but it has become the prey pursued by countless men.

On this day, Li Chengfeng appeared.

I recognized that Begonia was the woman who was saved by him that day, but left without saying goodbye.

Because I know what happened to her, I feel pity for her.

When other men forced her to dance, he took care of her and danced with crabapple in full view of the public, trying to announce to everyone that she was his woman.

After carefully putting the scene and lines in my mind several times, the director there has already put the staff in place.

Han Che looked at a light gray cheongsam Su Xiangwan, warm voice way: "you are very beautiful today."

Su gave him a glance: "sister, which day is not beautiful."

Han Che micro Zheng, smile, a flash of light in fox's eyes: "that day on the car is a man."

Su Xiangwan nodded: "well, my Lord of gold."

He narrowed his eyes, one hand fell on her waist, and took her forward a little bit.

Su Xiangwan frowned and was trying to avoid it.

A very light voice sounded in my ear.

"I didn't find you so interesting before."

Su Xiangwan slightly Zheng, subconsciously to see cold Che.

That pair of fox's eyes don't have deep meaning, it seems that the meaning has a point.

Cold Che to her hook lip a smile, under that clean appearance unexpectedly has a few minutes coquettish.

He let go of her, two steps back.

But Su Xiangwan's heart was in disorder.

Before?

Which time did he mean?

It's less than a week since I joined the cast. Do you really mean these days?

Su Xiangwan took a deep look at him, but looked at him with a smile.

For a moment of unexplained annoyance, she avoided his sight.

In a few minutes, we started shooting.

Fortunately, she has always been able to handle, the state is very good.

But, cold Che's condition is very bad Bad!

The original dance took about six or seven minutes to shoot, but Han Che either stepped on the wrong rhythm or stepped on Su Xiangwan's feet.

"Ha! Hanche, your rhythm must be found Run in with the evening

"Sorry, director. I'm sorry Han Che bowed to the staff.

Su Xiang evening slightly squint eyes son: "you intentionally."

"I'm sorry for the trouble." Cold Che a face pure, to Su Xiangwan also slightly bow.

Su Xiangwan let out a light breath. I can't bear it.

Can be a row to six or seven times, this dance is not as good as once, each time is wrong in the cold Che body.

"Click! Stop! I don't want to shoot this scene today. I know that Han Che has found a special dance teacher to train before, but you two are too lack of tacit understanding. "

The director frowned, turned over the book in his hand, and then said again, "on Sunday, you have only one play, and Hanche has two. After shooting, you can find a place to practice and make a good break in. "

Su Xiangwan's corner of the eye smoked, hateful, but couldn't refuse.

Who let this fox have no tacit understanding with her.

Smell speech, Su Xiangwan had to answer body way: "good, trouble Zhang guide."

Han Che hook up the corner of his lips, whispered in her ear: "you still owe me a meal."

Sue reached out to push him away in the evening and returned to the umbrella in her high heels.

At the thought of such a hot day, he spent the whole morning struggling to finish the scene. Finally, he had to accompany him to practice dancing at the weekend. Su was very angry.