Chapter 17

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Chapter 17 Grandpa

    Even if he can't see the situation behind him, Qi Ming can judge the position of the kid behind him based on the distribution of the coldness behind him.

    The kid's whole body was lying on his back, he should have wanted to wrap his legs around his waist, but the legs were too short to be wrapped around him, but the kid kept trying, so Qi Ming could feel himself There was a cold air swaying around the waist.

    The kid's hands were wrapped around his neck, and the gloomy feeling penetrated through the collar and jumped into the skin of Qi Ming's shoulders.

    "Dad."

    "Dad."

    ... The

    little ghost called Qi Ming in multiple voices, the voice of a human child's little milk, but every time the little ghost called Dad, he would laugh. This laughter is not cute at all. Like a blade cutting through glass, very harsh.

    Qi Ming couldn't help shuddering, and it was the actor's professionalism that was able to maintain a balance on Weiya at this moment.

    Kid: Dad, are you moved?

    Qi Ming: I was moved but didn't dare to move.

    No one on the set knew what situation Qi Ming was in now. Jiang Muchuan stared at the monitor screen and saw Qi Ming's abnormality at a glance.

    The field record was about to hit the board, Jiang Muchuan gestured to him to wait a moment, "Qi Ming, what's wrong with you?"

    Since joining the group, Qi Ming has been in good condition. Even if he occasionally eats ng, it is because of the opponent or because the camera is not in place. , This is the first time Jiang Muchuan has seen Qi Ming in a somewhat absent state.

    After hearing the director's voice, Qi Ming closed his eyes and hypnotized himself in his heart: I can't see, I can't see, I can't see.

    When he opened his eyes again, Qi Ming had already entered the character of Qiu Huayu, and his fear was suppressed for the time being.

    Director Qi Mingchao gave an OK gesture.

    The scene was marked and the shooting resumed.

    Qi Ming really wanted to end the filming, but no one could get along with him. After 18 consecutive ngs, Lin Yan'an still hadn't woken up yet, and continued to eat ngs again, either with a lack of expression or too stiff movements, and came again and again.

    Jiang Muchuan threw the script out in anger and smoked one cigarette after another.

    Qi Ming was hanged by Weiya. He was so exhausted that he even forgot his fear. Every time he gasped, he didn't even take a breath. Lin Yanan said that he was ready and could continue shooting.

    Every time I shoot, I sincerely apologize to Qi Ming and the staff, making it difficult to see whether he did it on purpose.

    After another ng, the sky was already white with fish belly.

    "Take a rest first, then take the last one. If you still can't make it, save it for overtime shooting later!" Jiang Muchuan gave Lin Yanan a sullen face, and glared at him when Lin Yanan came to apologize. If he couldn't see that Lin Yanan did it on purpose, he would have been a director for so many years in vain.

    Lin Yanan didn't seem to know anything, but when he approached Jiang Muchuan, he said in a volume that only two people could hear: "When the movie is released, I will ask the cinema under Huancheng to add more films to "Wulin"."

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