Wen Jiujiu ignored the assistant. She walked to Jiang Wan and stopped Jiang Wan from beating Song Yiren.
"Don't hit her, it won't be easy to film this scene."
Her play is almost finished.
Therefore, it is best not to cause any trouble again.
Jiang Wan retracted his hand and glanced at Song Yiren fiercely, furious.
Especially when he turned around and saw Wen Jiujiu's porcelain-white and soft face being beaten like this, he became even more angry, almost furious.
"Song Yiren, you want to avenge your private revenge, right?"
Wen Jiujiu looked at Song Yiren indifferently. There was no expression on her face, and there were no emotional fluctuations in her eyes. But just looking at people like this made people feel hairy.
Song Yiren suddenly felt regretful, and she was a little scared.
"I didn't mean it. I was filming a scene just now. As you know, there was a slap scene. If I didn't slap it harder, it wouldn't look real!"
Song Yiren argued, "What kind of revenge is public? I have no grudge against you. Do I deserve to do that to you? My hand still hurts after being beaten like this!"
"So your acting skills are not good and you only know how to fight?"
Wen Jiujiu looked indifferent, "If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with it. After all, you have no acting skills or abilities, and it's not something you can control yourself. But I can teach you!"
While speaking, Wen Jiujiu suddenly raised his hand, and then struck Song Yiren in the face with great amplitude and force.
Everyone around him gasped.
With this slap, Song Yiren would probably be slapped into deafness.
Song Yiren closed her eyes in fear, and she even felt the wind beside her ears.
At this moment, when he was about to touch Song Yiren's face, Wen Jiujiu suddenly lost most of his strength. His palm touched Song Yiren's face, but the strength was gone.
So it was like a gust of wind caressing Song Yiren's face.
But nothing happened to Song Yiren.
The people around were shocked.
Song Yiren opened her eyes and heard Wen Jiujiu say, "Do you understand? If you don't understand, I can teach you again!"
Song Yiren's hair stood on end for a while. If that slap had been delivered, her face would have been badly bruised.
"I know." She said almost through gritted teeth.
Wen Jiujiu nodded, "Then get ready and start shooting again."
As she spoke, she glanced at Song Yiren again, "If you want to admit that your acting skills are rubbish, you can continue like you did just now, but I can't guarantee that I won't fight back after you finish the fight."
Song Yiren's face turned blue and white.
The strength she exerted just now was just like that, but Wen Jiujiu's slap just now could bring up such a strong wind.
One can imagine how terrifying the force would be if she hit herself.
Wen Ziyi stood not far away, looking at Wen Jiujiu with interest.
I originally planned to help her, but unexpectedly, she solved it on her own.
She couldn't see through this Wenjiujiu.
"What do you think of her?" Wen Ziyi asked her assistant when she returned to her car.
"That Wenjiujiu?" the assistant said, "You don't know what is good and what is evil. This kind of personality can easily offend people!"
"So should I say she is smart or stupid?" Wen Ziyi curled her lips, but the more she behaves like this, the more advantageous it is for her.
Wen Jiujiu took some ointment and rubbed it on his face.
In less than two minutes, the swelling on my face subsided.
The make-up shoot was repeated, and this time it was much smoother. Song Yiren did not dare to embarrass her anymore, and the scene came to an end in a short time.
This chapter has been completed!