PFC Chapter 114
Chapter 114
"What kind of clothes is this? It's so ugly that I won't wear it!"
Shen Xingge followed the sound and looked over. The little kid snatched the clothes from the staff's hands and stepped on them a few times.
"Why do her clothes look so good! I want to wear such rags!"
"This is a different role. Baby, let's film first. After filming, mom will buy your favorite toy for the baby."
The staff is too lazy to waste energy on this kind of road show. Anyway, this is the way it is. It is better to step on the dirt, and it is more suitable for scary characters to step on the dirt.
Then he threw away his clothes and said: "Whether you like acting or not, there are many people who want to act."
Under the woman's various services, the little kid still put on the clothes that he stepped on several times.
This is an era where wealthy families are stinking of wine and meat, and people are freezing to death on the road.
The young heroine Chen Qiyu is a little princess who is cared for by her family. She plays with a Western toy that no one else can touch for most of her life.
And Song Meng's first scene is the scene of casually sending away a beggar.
Zhuang Hongxin held the loudspeaker: "Get ready, action!"
Song Meng had never experienced the feeling of being pampered in her previous life, but in this life she was held in the palm of a boss's hand, and she was very good at playing the role of a little princess.
And looking at the miserable look of the little kid lying on the ground, I instantly realized that he was acting well-behaved yet arrogant.
Zhuang Hongxin's eyes lit up, he had really found a treasure!
"Give you."
Song Meng casually threw out a copper plate, which made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.
The little beggar played by the kid should have crawled over and picked up the copper plate immediately.
But obviously I still haven't changed my mind about why I should play such a role.
I didn't move for a long time.
"Card!"
Zhuang Hongxin was angry. This kind of free labor was simply a waste of his time.
"Substitution."
"No, no, no, Director Zhuang. The child is still young, so give us another chance."
The woman persuaded the little brat again with coaxing and coaxing.
"Director Zhuang, are there any other roles for this? My baby can also play it."
"I won't act!" The little kid tore off the messy straw on his body, and his self-esteem that had been suppressed exploded as if it was poked by a needle: "Hurry up and change into new clothes for me!"
"Hurry up, or I'll let my dad beat you to death!"
Shen Xingge stood aside and shook his head. Behind every naughty child there is a naughty parent. This woman has ruined her son.
"Sister, did Mengmeng perform well just now?"
Shen Xingge gave a thumbs up: "Super good!"
Zhuang Hongxin was not very demanding on the young actors' acting skills, and most of the plots were passed smoothly at the end of the day.
"Xingge, have a good rest tonight, tomorrow is your first scene."
Ding Xu, an assistant who has been with Zhuang Hongxin for many years: Has the director Zhuang next to him been beheaded? How could he have such considerate instructions?
"Mmm Good."
Shen Xingge nodded and answered the phone: "Are you here already?"
"Yeah, I'll wait for you outside the set."
The person on the call was in the car working on the latest event planning for Future World.
Shen Xingge opened the car door and handed over the warm milk.
"How does it feel to film?"
Shen Xingge took a sip of milk and said, "I didn't shoot today, mainly Mengmeng's scene."
Xie Jinchen stopped answering.
Song Meng, who was conscious of the light bulb, sighed inwardly at the scumbag's tricks to seduce girls, and unscrewed the bottle cap with all her strength.
"Is Future World going to have offline activities?" Shen Xingge remembered that he had been online less and less since he was thrown out of the position of president. He still had to go online tonight to check it out.
"Well, is this a plan from Lin Dong?"
Shen Xingge opened up the planning plan: "I haven't played in the game arena yet. I'll go back and try this competition online tonight."
"Let me know when it comes online."
Shen Xingge did not hesitate: "Okay, sister will take you!"
"Pfft." Song Meng smiled mercilessly. A scumbag wants to chase a big boss... a straight man, yes, a straight man. There is a long way to go!Hahahahaha!
Xie Jinchen glanced at it coldly: "Tomorrow is the final deadline for the singer's planning project to be submitted."
Song Meng felt guilty for a moment, then thought of a line in her play, hugged Shen Xingge's arm, and said in a tone that sounded like green tea: "Sister, he is mean to me!"