Ignoring how the eyes behind him were gnashing their teeth, Lin Chengxun took Han Jiaren's hand and walked through the center of the set to the shooting location. Then he let go, looked at Han Jiaren as calmly as possible, took out a tissue and said, "Wipe it.
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After saying that, Lin Chengxun took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on his palms.
Han Jiaren lowered her head and silently took the tissue and wiped it back and forth in her palms. The inexplicable shyness made her cheeks burn. She kept complaining about her body constitution and why she sweated so easily, but she was also a little happy at Lin Chengxun's performance today.
.
She, Han Jiaren, knows how easy it is to "let bygones be bygones", hehehehe!!!
"Beautiful lady, beautiful lady, Han Jiaren!" Lin Chengxun called out several times, but Han Jiaren still stood in front of her with her head lowered, twisting, and the tissue in her hand was almost messed up by her. As a last resort, Lin Chengxun had to hold her tightly.
The round shoulders shook.
"Huh?" Han Jiaren woke up suddenly, but her cheeks became increasingly hot.
"This is a matter of personal constitution, and it cannot be changed by one's own subjective thoughts. You don't have to feel embarrassed, my lady. I don't care. People sweat easily when they are nervous. I am the same way."
When Han Jiaren heard this, her heart suddenly felt sweet. He didn't care. I knew that it was inevitable for boyfriends and girlfriends to break up and get back together. I didn't even care that he was clinging to that little girl named Zhiyan. Why did he care...
....
Hmm? Park Ji-yeon!!!
It is said that a child's face is like the sky in June, but a woman's temper is even worse. The second hand only jumped a few times, and Han Jiaren's mood changed from 100% happy to 99% angry.
As for the remaining one point, it was advanced in advance for Lin Chengxun to explain it, although she never said why she was angry.
"hing!"
Han Jiaren raised her neck, snorted, and gave Lin Chengxun a look to let him understand.
Lin Chengxun looked at the suddenly arrogant Han Jiaren and felt inexplicable in his heart. He glanced at the crowd of people watching from the corner of his eyes, said a few words indifferently, and walked to the director's position behind the monitor.
"Each actor adjusts for five minutes, and the first scene will start shooting five minutes later."
Humph! The score for being angry is 100 out of 100.
Han Jiaren gave Lin Chengxun a slap on the head with a little arrogance, and walked toward the agent's assistant from slow to fast. She was roaring in her heart, he didn't keep me!
A thousand points angry!
Lin Chengxun was sitting behind the monitor, not knowing that his scores in some aspects had already broken through the dome barrier. He was holding the storyboard of "Witch Yoo Hee" in his hand and was sorting out his thoughts. Strictly speaking, this "Witch Yoo Hee"
"Hee" TV series still does not deviate from the usual formula of Peninsula Idol TV series. Although the highlight is that Han Jiaren breaks away from her vase image and plays the role of CEO, but as for Han Jiaren's acting skills, everyone knows it. Just look at her face and that's it. Don't worry about it.
So many.
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The filming of the TV series officially started. After Han Jiaren rolled her eyes at Lin Chengxun, she no longer had too many expressions. When she was practicing the script with her assistant just now, her agent and assistant teased her about what happened before. This made Han Jiaren feel sweet, shy and happy.
With mixed feelings, I secretly looked at Lin Chengxun, and thought that since he was working so seriously, the amnesty decree reduced his anger score to one hundred points.
The actor enters the scene and the camera starts shooting.
Lin Chengxun ignored Han Jiaren's invisible forgiveness and decisively stopped the filming the second minute after it started, making it clear that the problem lay with Han Jiaren.
"Han Jiaren, come here."
Han Jia walked up to Lin Chengxun anxiously, and her hands on her chest began to sweat again. She considered herself a dedicated actor, and she naturally understood that publicity was public and private was private. Moreover, when Lin Chengxun was not serving in the army and was unknown a few years ago, he
Don't show mercy to anyone when filming.
However, understanding is understanding, not necessarily acceptance. If you want to lecture me, I will be angry!
"Are you angry?" Lin Chengxun frowned and looked at Han Jiaren's twirling fingers. Her swollen cheeks were like an angry puffer fish, and her whole face was swollen.
"I didn't!" Han Jiaren raised her face and turned her face towards Lin Chengxun. Her movements and tone were all correct. I was very angry. Come and comfort me.
"Look into my eyes." Lin Chengxun said coldly.
"I won't!" Han Jiaren said arrogantly, but she was thinking that she was shameless and was acting coquettishly in this situation.
Lin Chengxun took a deep breath, looked at Han Jiaren who was inexplicably arrogant, stretched out his right hand to pinch Han Jiaren's delicate chin, turned her head over, looked at her coldly, pursed her lips tightly, and her cheeks seemed cold
Glaciers containing thousands of years of cold.
Han Jiaren looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her. Every feature looked familiar, but she no longer had the hearty smile of four years ago, the free and easy spirit of a year ago, and the heroic spirit just now. Some of them just made her feel
Bone-breaking cold.
Han Jiaren's mood became more and more uncomfortable. In fact, she was no longer young. A twenty-five-year-old woman had basically begun to accept reality and no longer expected romantic love like in romance dramas. In fact, if she hadn't still had some expectations in her heart and Lin Chengxun
When the king returned after two years of service, she had already agreed to Yan Zhengxun's pursuit. Just as her mother said, marriage is a woman's guarantee.
But reality is always unpredictable. Just when Han Jiaren was about to let go of her extravagant hopes, Lin Chengxun brought the hope of a fairy tale; just when she wanted to enjoy the fairy tale romance, Lin Chengxun stood like an ice cube.
In front of her, the dull eyes and the slightly curled lips seemed to be pointing at Han Jiaren's nose and saying disdainfully: Are you having a sweet dream?
And she still doesn’t know the reason for all this!
"Look into my eyes." Lin Chengxun repeated coldly, using his right arm to lift Han Jiaren's chin with his fingers as if teasing, and looked intensely at the triangle between her eyebrows and the bridge of her nose.
Han Jiaren pursed her lips, suppressed the sourness in her heart, raised her head and looked at Lin Chengxun, comforting herself in her heart, this is reality, isn't it?
"This kind of look is very good." Lin Chengxun's face softened and he took back his domineering CEO attitude. He opened his "Witch Yoo Hee" storyboard and handed it to Han Jiaren and said: "Your role is a president, and you are not required to truly experience the position of president."
Come back to perform again later, but at least you have to show the arrogance and indifference I just had, so that you can be different from your previous idol drama roles. Your performance just now, to be honest, is not even as good as a newcomer, with those gentle and watery eyes
Wherever there is the president, it is clearly the president’s secretary, and the cheap kind.”
Han Jiaren was stunned for a long time. Lin Chengxun's words hit her heart and instantly broke through the defensive circle she had built up just now. It wasn't until Lin Chengxun finished speaking that she came to her senses. Tears instantly fell down, and she instinctively squatted down.
He hugged his legs and sobbed softly.
Are your words too serious?
Lin Chengxun was also a little embarrassed for a moment. He looked at the people around him who were looking at him with strange looks. His eyes jumped a few times, and he knelt down and patted Han Jiaren's shoulder comfortingly.