『Good Morning, Miss Ghost』

Chapter 6: Pudding

The director called cut and the scene quickly ended, Mo Zhen walked over to the rest area and picked up a bottle of sparking water from the table to drink.
Ah Yao drifted to Mo Zhen's side and kindly reminded him: "You must rinse it in your mouth, and then spit it out."

Mo Zhen's mouth was filled with water, he was really tempted to spray Ah Yao's face with water, but in the end his Adam's apple slipped a bit, and with a "gulp", he swallowed all of the water down his throat.

Seeing Mo Zhen sit down in his chair, Ah Yao also sat next to him on the floor, "That was Song Ni's true motive, she just really wanted to kiss you."

Mo Zhen: "..."

What right did you have? You're the one who always tries to watch me bathe!

As Mo Zhen sulked to himself, Ah Yao sat opposite of him, for the entire scene her eyes had been staring at the Song Ni who was stuck on Mo Zhen's body, her two slender eyebrows wrinkled, "You don't like that Song Ni, right? I don't like her either. "

"I don't like you," Mo Zhen said coldly.

Ah Yao: "..."

She felt unhappy, very very unhappy, so she decided to take revenge on Song Ni.

She stared at Song Ni for a few seconds, just as when Song Ni was about to put the mineral water on her lips, "bang" the bottle had suddenly exploded and the transparent liquid inside was splashing out, pouring cold water onto Song Ni's entire face.

The sudden change scared Song Ni so much that she started screaming, her high-pitched screams raised a lot of people's eyebrows. The assistant stared at Song Ni's drenched hair and quickly grabbed paper towels to help her wipe the water stains on her face.

Mo Zhen glanced at Song Ni, and then looked down at Ah Yao, who was squatting and laughing non-stop. He lifted his eyebrows slightly, "Was it you?"

"Ah." Ah Yao looked at Song Ni whose makeup stained face could fit right into a ghost movie, and suddenly laughed cheerfully.

"You can do that?" Mo Zhen's eyes flashed a touch of curiosity, "Speaking of which, why aren't you afraid of light?" This morning he had wanted to ask her the same question. Ghosts that were unafraid of light, this matter was too unscientific.

"Why should I be afraid of light? Because of the so-called natural selection and survival of the fittest, ghosts these days aren't really afraid of light."

Mo Zhen: "... ..."

He felt that he really did not understand Darwin.

Tang Qiang walked over and vaguely heard Mo Zhen talking himself, he blinked and said to Mo Zhen: "Are you practicing lines again?"

"What else would I be doing?" Mo Zhen looked up, asked very righteously.

Tang Qiang chuckled, he handed Mo Zhen the things he was carrying, "These are the newspapers you wanted, you go ahead and care about the sufferings of people."

Mo Zhen took the newspaper, casually should be said: "Zhen knows, you can leave now."

Tang Qiang: "... ..."

Was Mo Zhen considering acting in historical drama? Tang Qiang seriously thought that he should examine any new Emperor roles to see if there was one suitable for Mo Zhen.

Because Song Ni needed to get her makeup redone and re-dress, the crew's break time had been extended by half-an-hour. The rest of the shooting occurred with no problems. It was four o'clock in the afternoon when the director finally dismissed the crew. Tang Qiang whistled when he saw Mo Zhen's black Bentley and turned to talk to Mo Zhen: "Emperor Mo, are you driving back yourself, or should I send you back?"