The director knew that disaster was imminent, and was thinking about how to plead with Wei Shaoyong.

The director had to keep an eye on it.

Zhao Rongrong stood on the shore, the substitute was hanging Weiya. After the director shouted Exxon, the substitute actor slammed down, and the water splashed into Zhao Rongrong's eyes. Go up and ask.

Zhao Rongrong got angry and pushed the director away forcefully: "Such dirty water splashed into my eyes, if something goes wrong, can you take care of it?"

The stuntman was so frightened that he stood in the water and dared not move.

When her eyes got used to it, the director hurriedly said, "Well, let's not shoot today, okay?"

Zhao Rongrong did not speak with a sullen face, did not say to stop work, and did not indicate that she would continue.

"Miss, this shed is rented. It costs tens of thousands of dollars a day. If you delay a minute, it's all money." The director almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her.

Zhao Rongrong said indifferently: "The investment money is all from our Zhao family, what are you worried about?"

The director was so choked that he couldn't speak. He thought that he was right. He didn't pay for the film, so what was he so anxious about?

Zhao Rongrong was actually angry, because Feng Jue didn't answer her calls, so she didn't cooperate with the crew. She treated these people as her own punching bag. She didn't care what others thought, as long as she was upset, everyone would Don't be merry.

Seeing that the breath was about to dissipate, a proprietress appeared out of nowhere and turned Zhao Rongrong's fire again.

Seeing her appearance, the director guessed that it would be impossible to finish work early today, so he asked the assistant to notify the logistics to prepare a lunch box.

The assistant walked on the front foot, and there was a commotion outside the set on the back foot.

The field recorder trotted over and said a few words in the director's ear. The director's face changed greatly, Hu Chi got up and walked out quickly.

When they came back, the director, assistant director, screenwriter, assistant, etc., surrounded the men like stars holding the moon.

A group of people approached from far and near, Wei Shaoyong said: "You guys took pictures of you, I just stopped by to take a look."

The director knew very well in his heart that he could count the number of times this giant Buddha had come in all with one hand. Can he run here if he has nothing to do?

But the heart is clear and clear, but the mouth can only echo: "It's a coincidence that you are here, just in the middle of a major scene."

Wei Shaoyong looked indifferent, and his eyes circled around: "The shed is well built."

The director nodded again and again, and in such a short time, the sweat on his forehead fell in a string.

"Then let's shoot." After Wei Shaoyong finished speaking, the person beside him handed over a chair. The man bowed and sat down, with his arms on the armrests, and stared at the front with great interest.

Wei Shaoyong speaks, who dares not to obey?

As soon as the director asked the workers to hoist the stand-in from the water, he saw Wei Shaoyong beckoning him to come over.

The director leaned forward and said, "Mr. Wei, what's the matter?"

"Actors don't even wear makeup now?"

The director quickly explained: "She's not the lead actor. We will give the lead actor a close-up later. Don't worry, Mr. Wei, you won't be able to dress up."

"It's not a dangerous move, and you're looking for a substitute? Who is the starring role?"

The director hunched over, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and said cautiously, "Yes... it's Miss Zhao."

Wei Shaoyong glanced at Zhao Rongrong, this look is not gentle, but it is definitely not harsh, it is an understatement, but it makes people shudder.

"Since you have entered this industry, you have to abide by the rules of this industry." Wei Shaoyong said slowly: "Use a stand-in now, will you just cut out pictures later?"

For a time, everyone looked at Zhao Rongrong.

Just as Zhao Rongrong was about to open her mouth to speak, the assistant next to her grabbed her wrist: "Miss Zhao, don't be impulsive, this is Mr. Wei."

The assistant is a sensible person. Zhao Rongrong is fine in front of other people, but Wei Shaoyong is not someone else. He holds the power of life and death for all the actors in his hand. If he makes him unhappy, it means that Zhao Rongrong will not be happy in this life. Don't think about turning over in the showbiz.

Zhao Rongrong didn't think so. She raised her chin and pointed out: "Mr. Wei is planning to avenge a private revenge?"

Wei Shaoyong replied, "Zhao Pengfei has spent a lot of money in order to make your sister popular. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't hear a sound? Miss Zhao, am I right?"

After hearing this, Zhao Rongrong's expression changed slightly.

Wei Shaoyong was right. My brother did spend a lot of money to support her. If she failed because of her personal reasons, the family would not let her go.

After weighing it several times, Zhao Rongrong stomped her feet and said with a piqued taste, "You can do it yourself."

The director breathed a sigh of relief for Zhao Rongrong's acquaintance, and hurriedly sent people over to tie Weiya.

After tossing for more than forty minutes, I was finally ready.

Zhao Rongrong was hanged in the air, her nervous palms were shaking.

The camera turned around, and after finding the right angle, the director held the card board: "Exxon!"

The voice fell, Zhao Rongrong fell in a straight line, and in an instant, water splashed everywhere.

When Zhao Rongrong surfaced, the assistant and the staff helped her ashore, and then wrapped her in a large bath towel.

Where has Zhao Rongrong suffered such hardships? When she went into the water just now, she was not ready, she choked several times in the water, and now she just wants to vomit.

The director saw that Miss Zhao, who was retching by the pool, had no sympathy at all, and Wei Shaoyong was always smiling.

"Director, have you passed?" the assistant asked quickly.

How can the director be the master at this time? Can't you see Wei Shaoyong's own meaning?

Wei Shaoyong put his arm on the armrest of the chair, his slender fingers tapped one after another, the rhythm was not strong, but it was very heart-wrenching.

After more than ten seconds of silence, the director probably understood, and quickly said, "One more thing."

Zhao Rongrong was stunned, the serious dance was enough to give Wei Shaoyong face, and she wanted to dance again?

Zhao Rongrong wrapped in a bath towel and said loudly, "Why do you have another one? I've said it before and it's over."

After speaking, he tore off the dirty bath towel and threw it at the assistant's feet: "Come on."

Zhao Rongrong walked quickly, but how could the assistant dare to learn?

"Mr. Wei, why don't you slow down first and wait for Miss Zhao to calm down?"

A mere assistant, Wei Shaoyong didn't even bother to look at it, his beautiful fingers shook in the air: "Where's the stand-in just now?"

Halfway through, Zhao Rongrong heard that Wei Shaoyong was looking for a substitute.

The avatar was dragged to Wei Shaoyong's side tremblingly, and whispered: "Wei Shaoyong."

Wei Shaoyong: "From now on, you will be the female number one."