An Xumo didn't dare to make a sound. He held his breath and stayed in the corner, watching Han Ming and Zhou Jinshen leave. After a while, a short man with a probing head came out of the roadside. He was carrying a big bag with something in his arms. An Xumo stared carefully before he determined that it was a SLR.
When the surroundings were completely quiet, An Xumo stepped out of the hiding place. He carefully looked around and determined that there were no others around him before leaving the place.
Tomorrow will be recording "Dance of the Forest", but now I have encountered such a thing, An Xu Mo can not help but a little confused. He didn't care about anything else, but the entertainment note that followed. If Zhou Jinshen didn't notice the stealing | photographing, and someone was taken ambiguous photos, then I am afraid that the next day, this news can Butchery on major social networks.
An Xumo remembered what Zhang Zhiwei said before during the recording of "Sunday". He said that Zhou Jinshen and Han Ming seemed to have a private relationship, and made An Xumo careful not to disturb their footage. Zhang Zhiwei's ambiguity was that An Xumo was a little weird at the time, and now think about it, it really looks like something really solid.
So if he is straightforward and Zhou Jing Shen Tingming now, will it disturb the other party's plan?
An Xumo walked all the way downstairs, and finally decided to contact Zhou Jinshen. He thought, if it was intentional, it would be better to leave a bad impression on the other party ... but if you accidentally steal the film, the trouble for the other party would be great.
He found a quiet place and took a deep breath to dial the familiar number.
"Beep—beep--"
After almost a long beep, a mechanical sweet electronic sound came from the call. An Xumo looked at the mobile phone with some doubt, but the call was not connected over there.
After all, the courage to get up was smashed by the busy tone of "Beep", An Xumo stroked the rough bark of the trunk beside him with his nails, and downcast his forehead against the trunk.
In his heart ... he didn't dare, and didn't want to leave a bad impression on the other party.
If this matter is Zhou Jingchen's informed, they intend to increase their popularity by this, then it would be too uninteresting to rush forward rashly. When An Xumo thought of this possibility, he felt that he wanted to bury his face in the palm of his hand.
But if my brother was really stolen |
An Xumo hesitated for five minutes, and finally decided to try again. Instead of calling Zhou Jinshen this time, he dialed Xin Zimai's number. The last time Xin Zimai sent him back, they also exchanged contact information.
Xin Zimai's phone was quickly connected, but it was not Xin Zimai's own voice that came across.
"Hey, who?" The voice over there was slightly cool, and the tone was clearly different from Xin Zimai.
An Xumo glanced at the screen and determined that he didn't dial the wrong number before putting the phone back into his ear. He carefully said, "Is this Director Xin?"
"you are?"
"I am An Xumo. I want to find him."
The microphone moved a little over there, An Xumo heard the other party called "Mai Mai, someone was looking for it", and a voice from far and near complained: "Don't pick up my phone ..."
An Xumo vaguely guessed who was the first person to answer the phone. He remembered the tall doctor he saw when he was allergic to seafood before.
After a while, the phone changed over: "Hey, Xiao'an?"
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