Chapter 164 Sang Ning needs to be strong in her life
"No, Director Qin, I refuse. If I really participate in the performance, I will be elected in the next box office poison selection." Sang Ning ruthlessly refused again.
She knows her level well, and Director Qin's movie is indeed a good one, but she doesn't have the ability to handle dramas yet.
Rejecting is the best choice. Letting Director Qin go is also letting herself go.
Qin Jiaxiang almost had a heart attack. Even after talking about this, Sang Ning still disagreed. Does he want to save face?
"Hmph." Qin Jiaxiang rolled his eyes arrogantly, "Fortunately, you didn't agree. I was just joking to see if you are as impetuous as other traffic stars and know how to reject me. It seems like you are still
Those who are self-aware know that their acting skills are like a piece of shit."
When a normal person is told something like this, even if they don't get angry in person, they will still be somewhat emotional.
But Sang Ning gave Qin Jiaxiang a sincere smile: "Director Qin, you are still praising me. Netizens say that my acting skills are not as good as a piece of shit. The approval of a famous director is more important than the approval of netizens.
I'm very happy."
Director Qin: "..."
[Director Qin: Another day of being annoyed.]
[Fortunately, fortunately, it turns out that Director Qin was just joking, and Sang Ning is not so ignorant of compliments, otherwise I would have started to curse.]
After hearing what Director Qin said, Chu Xi's jealousy finally subsided.
She asked, how could Director Qin suddenly become so tasteless that even a lowly actor like Sang Ning could look down on him?
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After working in the embroidery room for three consecutive days, Aunt Huang gave everyone a holiday on the fourth day.
The villagers have prepared the bamboo and wood materials needed to build the sacrificial platform. Today is the day when the construction officially starts. As usual, there will be a groundbreaking ceremony.
All the villagers in the village will go to the square to watch the ceremony, and Aunt Huang is no exception.
Everyone in the embroidery room was very interested in the groundbreaking ceremony of Jiangkou Village, so they naturally followed to join in the fun.
So the biggest medical miracle on the show was born——
Director Qin, who originally claimed that he could not get off the ground for ten and a half months and could only use a wheelchair, miraculously stood up and rushed out of the door before a group of female guests.
Everyone: "..."
Hu Zhi's eyes widened when he saw it. He pulled Sang Ning's hand with both hands and said in disbelief: "Xiao Ning, did Director Qin take some magic medicine? His leg disease healed too quickly!
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Sang Ning looked at the figure that was flying away like the wind, her eyelids twitching: "It's not a leg problem, he's obviously pretending to be sick."
[It turns out that Director Qin is this kind of Director. He must be afraid of being picked on again, so he kept pretending to be sick when everyone went up the mountain to cut wood.]
By the time everyone arrived, the square was already packed with people.
From a distance, you can also see that a wooden tower about eight meters high has been built in the center of the square in advance.
Sang Ning followed the large army and squeezed into the crowd. Only when she finally reached the center did she see the structure of the wooden tower clearly.
The entire wooden tower is built with small wooden strips one by one, without using a single nail, and it is completely based on the principle of mortise and tenon structure.
The wooden tower is in the shape of a standard cuboid with hollows all around, but the part on the ground is fixed and supported by a structure similar to a prism.
"Hello, Sister Sangsang, are you here?"
Sang Ning was staring at the wooden tower when she caught a glimpse of Song Shi running towards her from the corner of her eye.
She retracted her gaze and looked at Song Shiye, and saw Sang Chuan, who had been inseparable from him recently, following him.
Sang Chuan was obviously following Song Shiye, but he ran over before him.
"Sister, I'm pretty awesome, I brought all the wood to build this wooden tower from the mountains." Sang Chuan smiled so hard that his teeth went blind, and he proudly showed off his achievements to Sang Ning.
"Not bad, not bad, you are a promising kid." Sang Ning's complimenting tone sounded a little uneasy.
But Sangchuan's smile did not diminish. He raised his arms with fists and arched his back, showing off his biceps that he was proud of. "Sister, you can feel it. It's only been three days. I have developed such muscles."
Is it tight enough?"
Sang Ning clenched her fist and punched Sang Chuan's muscles a few times, not lightly nor hard, as if it meant something.
Song Shi also walked over at this time, made a fist in front of Sang Ning and flexed one arm, not to be outdone, showing off his muscles to Sang Ning.
"Sister Sang Sang, I have one too. Please feel it. Which one has stronger muscles, me or Sang Chuan?"
Sang Ning grabbed the outside of Sang Chuan's arm with one hand and the inside of Song Shiye's arm with the other, squeezing them at the same time.
After thinking seriously for a few seconds, he said calmly: "They seem to be about the same, nothing special."
Sang Ning was just doing something very ordinary to her, but something exploded on the screen.
[Ahhhhhh!!! Oh my God, my God! Can you let my soul pass through Sang Ning at this moment? She doesn’t think it’s special, I think it’s special!!]
Sang Chuan and Song Shi also stared blankly at Sang Ning.
They feel quite good about themselves, and their muscle level is considered outstanding among their peers. Sang Ning's requirements are too strict.
Just as she was stunned, she heard Sang Ning say again: "It's okay, but it's not special, and it's not as hard as mine."
As she spoke, Sang Ning pulled the cuffs on the left and right over her shoulders one after another, and then made a very standard muscle-flexing posture.
While she was holding her breath and accumulating strength, her slender arms slowly bulged into strong lines, and the arcs of the lines on both the inside and outside were very graceful.
Sang Ning raised her eyelids, glanced at Sang Chuan and Song Shiye respectively, and a confident curve appeared at the corner of her lips: "What? Does it look harder than yours?"
Sang Chuan: "..."
Song Shiye: "..."
[Pfft——, I’m going to die laughing, Sang Chuan and Song Shi are also in a mudslide!]
[Tell me who you want to offend, but you want to offend Sang Ning, a woman who has always been strong and unwilling to admit defeat.]
[Sang Ning: In my BGM, no one stronger than me is allowed to exist!]
If you can't afford to offend, you can't afford to hide?
Sang Chuan and Song Shi were also speechless. They made an excuse to help and left quickly.
Not long after, the noise of the crowd suddenly stopped, and the square fell silent, so quiet that you could even hear a pin drop.
At this time, a very sharp sound suddenly sounded, which seemed very abrupt.
Looking around, I saw an old man wearing a black floor-length robe and holding a wooden sign walking out of the crowd on the opposite side and heading towards the wooden tower.