Mo Sen threw his script book to Qin Sang and said jokingly: "Sister seems to have offended someone!"
Qin Sang glanced at him expressionlessly: "Are you still right?"
Mo Sen said matter-of-factly: "Yes, it must be right. My sister has sacrificed so much for me, it must be right."
Qin Sang looked at the book, worked up her emotions, and read out the lines: "Look at how poor my love is. You have the righteousness of family and country, but I only have you!"
Mawson responded: "I know!"
After saying that, his chest was shaking with laughter.
Qin Sang frowned: "Please follow the plot."
Why are there so many dramas!
Facts have proved that Mawson's popularity is not an accident, he is indeed excellent.
When he gave up joking and became serious, his lines were nonsensical and his eyes were filled with amusement.
Qin Sang was a little touched by him. It is true that not everyone can eat this bowl of rice.
"Hey!"
Mohsen leaned closer and stared at her amusedly.
Qin Sang raised his head, his beautiful fox eyes were very dull.
Mo Sen clicked his tongue, a little disappointed: "Is my sister also so cold to the people she likes?"
Qin Sang returned the script book to him and glanced at him: "Can I go put on makeup?"
She suspected that he didn't mean to correct his lines at all, but just wanted to show off his line skills to suppress himself.
After all, Qin Sang had to audition several times in the first two scenes because of lines.
Although this is a common problem for newcomers, she is still very impatient.
"What's the rush? What's your show tonight? I can sacrifice some of my precious time to practice lyrics with you!"
Qin Sang was about to refuse without thinking, but was interrupted before he could say anything: "Hey, I remember the day before yesterday, some people had to work overtime with a group of people because their basic skills were not strong enough? This time
thing?"
The corners of Qin Sang's mouth twitched.
Mo Sen looked like he would never dislike you no matter how bad you are: "Have you forgotten that you were so bad at the game at the beginning, but after I took you with me for a few days, you leveled up as if it were a joke?"
Qin Sang: "That's my talent."
"Okay, it was me, master, who opened up that divine vein for you and inspired your talent!"
Qin Sang stared at him expressionlessly for a while, feeling that what he said was quite reasonable. It was better to be pointed out by others than to think blindly on her own.
When she begs for help, she is not humble or mean-spirited, and there is even a hint of arrogance in her.
He just said: "Then half an hour."
Mo Sen sneered. Isn't it because he couldn't enjoy himself on the pole?
But he still nodded resignedly: "Just half an hour!"
When someone asks his teacher to be a sparring partner, he doesn't even look at them seriously.
When he came to her, not only did she have no idea, but he actively asked to be her sparring partner and was treated with colored glasses!
OK, he admits it.
Who told this woman to have a bad temper and not know good from evil? With him, these shortcomings have turned into highlights that make people unsatisfied!
As a result, Mo Sen spent half an hour analyzing the accents and sentence fragments in her lines... Despite his young age, he was really good at educating people!
And the result of this half hour is that Qin Sang's scene at night was all passed through without a single NG.
Even the director gave her a thumbs up.
Qin Sang couldn't believe it without any credit from Mo Sen.
After the play ended, the director invited us to have dinner together.
Qin Sang originally left, but was called back.
"You don't have anything to do tomorrow morning, so let's have dinner together."
When Qin Sang refused, he curled his mouth a few times and swallowed it.
Moreover, what she didn't expect was that both Mo Sen and Chen Qizhen were there. No wonder the director wanted to have a dinner together.
She remembered that neither Mo Sen nor Chen Qizhen had anything to do that night. They were two busy people and had so many announcements, but they didn't even leave.
The people at the table include senior seniors, directors and producers, as well as big names like Mo Sen and Chen Qizhen.
Mo Sen was playing games in his position, and he was very involved in the game. I don't know whether he should be said to be an Internet-addicted teenager or a competent game endorsement enthusiast. Chen Qizhen was sitting on her right side, talking to the person on her right, and occasionally smiled lightly.
There was no room left at the table, only one beside him.
Before Qin Sang could pass by, the man finally finished a round and waved to Qin Sang: "Come on, come and play another round with me!"
Everyone was very friendly. Hearing this, he looked at Qin Sang: "Qin Sang also plays games?"
Qin Sang pulled her lower lip: "Yeah, but I didn't play much."
The way she tried to maintain her image was really ridiculous. Mawson mercilessly exposed it: "It's not that many people are still online in the early morning."
Qin Sang: "..."
She was only online 2-3 times in the early morning, and he sent her messages in the middle of the night asking her to do tasks.
Unexpectedly, he raked it instead.
After Mo Sen finished speaking, Qin Sang felt a strange gaze falling on her. She followed the gaze to find the source. Chen Qizhen was looking at her.
She didn't have any expression, just like when she usually meets two people on the set, but her eyes were very complicated.
Qin Sang was a little depressed for a moment, but he still smiled politely at her as a greeting.
Sitting down next to Mo Sen, Qin Sang listened to everyone's chat in a polite manner. Mo Sen was not polite at all: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Take out your phone?"
Qin Sang lowered his voice: "It's time to eat."
"It's still early, these people still want to drink!"
Qin Sang didn't move, and Mo Sen's beautiful mother's eyebrows twisted into a knot: "Miss, do you want me to help you get it?"
Mo Sen's game addiction is really big, Qin Sang has seen it before, no matter where she goes online, she can see his shadow.
I originally thought that such a busy and famous person would not have so much time to play games. It turns out that he spends all his time eating.
Qin Sang curled her lips and took out her phone reluctantly.
Everyone really chatted with the people around them, and few paid attention to them.
"I'll give you a set of skins, please accept them."
Qin Sang just opened the game interface and replied: "No need."
Her skin is pretty.
Mo Sen clicked his tongue, grabbed her phone and pressed the accept button for her.
Qin Sang was confused. Are all rich people so arrogant these days?
But then she discovered that he not only gave her a skin, but also a set of clothes, and the Xuanming Sword, which has a super powerful force.
I just saw him clicking on the screen of his mobile phone, and after a while, the system prompted the words "CP matching successful"!
Qin Sang: "..."
He waved his cell phone in front of her with a proud look on his face: "Don't be too moved, it's a small thing, just remember to repay her in the future!"
Qin Sang said: Can I repay you by placing two sticks of incense in front of your grave? I almost said it.
He threw the phone back to Qin Sang, and the screen on the phone had entered the combat interface.
Qin Sang sighed silently and could only concentrate on picking up the phone and starting the game.
At this time, Chen Qizhen on the side suddenly opened his mouth and smiled lightly at Qin Sang: "I saw you didn't talk much before. It turns out you just don't want to tell us."