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Chapter 1671

The nine-grid grid on the photo is from Xu Qingcheng's back to his front face, and it runs through different scenes that appear throughout the whole picture. Her expression is from an innocent girl to her final growth.

After the crew posted a Weibo post, the entire network was shocked.

Because they knew Xu Qingcheng's face, that was Bo Zhifu's wife.

The comments below went crazy almost instantly.

【Damn, what's going on? Is this the wife of Bo Zhifu?】

[Are you still someone who looks very similar to Mrs. Bo Zhifu? I think Xu Qingcheng can't go filming. After all, isn't she a screenwriter?]

[Oh my God, if Xu Qingcheng is this, those actors will be unemployed, but they really look like Xu Qingcheng.]

[Xu Qingcheng is the most suitable person in Ancheng to wear cheongsams, no one is there.]

[You guys have a detailed look first. Director Tang talked about the crew's cheongsam, saying that it was supported by others. Who can support this tailor-made cheongsam? This is Xu Qingcheng.]

[Don't be sure, the Gui family made at least hundreds of cheongsams for Xu Qingcheng, and none of the nine pictures in the crew are repeated, God.]

......

Netizens have become Sherlock Holmes, looking for all kinds of truths.

Outside the film and television city in Nanshi, there were already crews around him. Xu Qingcheng looked at him with a headache, but he didn't expect that it would cause such a big storm.

"You are completely popular." Tang Zhen'an sighed.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't help laughing and crying: "Do you have a lifetime series?"

Tang Zhen'an smiled: "It's not just because of your identity, but also because of your acting skills, but purely because of your identity, there won't be so many positive comments."

This circle is dirty, which only makes people feel that Xu Qingcheng just wanted to act, so he directed such a drama.

"Why don't we strike while the iron is hot and even explain the original work together?" Tang Zhen'an asked Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng nodded: "It's good that you decide."

It's already messy, it's not bad. After this, everyone's scenes have basically been completed, and the early editing has been carried out one after another.

The production time is about two months, so that people can expect more, almost full of expectations.

"I'll arrange the time." Tang Zhen'an nodded.

Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything, and then Xu Qingcheng left in a low-key manner. Xu Jie watched Xu Qingcheng leave, unable to believe what she saw.

Xu Qingcheng is actually Mrs. Bo. So what happened last night? Xu Jie couldn't help but feel chill when she thought of this, but Xu Jie had no choice.

Such horror is conceivable, but in such horror, Xu Jie can no longer think of any way. After all, Bo Zhifu can't provoke people.

The previous statement seemed to have predicted his death, and Xu Jie became frightened.

Without thinking, Xu Jie rushed out and stopped Xu Qingcheng's at the entrance. Xu Qingcheng frowned slightly when he saw Xu Jie rushing over.

The bodyguards had quickly walked up and stopped Xu Jie from approaching Xu Qingcheng.
Chapter completed!
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