Thoughts, Still Dead

"Fu Jingmiao?"

Jun Ci glanced at the person in front of her, and her eyes had something meaningful.

With the inherent pressure, Fu Jingmiao suddenly felt a little depressed.

It seems that her have thoughts have been seen through by the person in front of me.

"Director, I didn't expect you to remember my name. It's really an honor."

A pleasant smile appeared on Fu Jingmiao's face, slightly lowered the arc of her head, then raised it and glanced at Jun Ci, with a look of surprise, revealing her daughter-like tenderness.

"I interviewed you personally. I have a good memory. I can forget you so soon?"

The corners of Jun Ci's lips tick, and the words don't have any special meaning, but the remaining sound still makes people's hearts tremble.

Calling Fu Jingmiao seems to have some other meaning.

She could not help but approached two steps in the direction of Jun Ci: "Director, this is the case. I have some script problems. I want to find you and ask your opinions ... "

There is already some shyness in the tone.

With her amorous appearance, it's like a beauty hiding next to a banana fan and looking at you secretly.

Unspeakable charm and flavor.

People who were chosen by Jun Ci have a vision, and actors choose their own styles.

But she didn't expect the idea to hit me.

She chuckled and was about to retreat when Jiang Yi happened to come out of the elevator.

He saw Fu Jingmiao approaching Jun Ci.

He is not stupid, he saw something immediately, he said, "Hot eyes."

Come over and look at Fu Jingmiao condescendingly, with the usual contempt in his tone: "You have something to direct you?"

Fu Jingmiao can't stand such a strong Jiang Yi, although Jiang Yi's face has someone who can't help their heartbeat to speed up the impulse, but this person has a cold breath, a look can make you understand When there is a gap, you will immediately feel a desperate mood.

Fu Jingmiao was embarrassed twice, then lowered her head, "I'm sorry the director, I will ask you when I am filming."

As soon as she left, Jun Ci cast a glance at Jiang Yi: "You are so unkind to women?"

"What's not friendly?"

Jiang Yi snorted disdainfully: "If you want to introduce yourself better, this kind of woman is here for fame. Do you want this kind of level?"

He didn't say anything too ugly, but the feeling of being superior was too obvious.

If his best friends are here, what can be said is even harder.

At their level, they are not worthy of the entertainment industry.

Especially actress supermodels and the like.

Those are the playthings of people like them.

Although Jiang Yi does not do this, there are many examples around him.

Jun Ci: "..."

She was too lazy to talk about these issues with the mentally retarded, and waved her hand: "Don't mess around, I'll tell you. When I'm filming, you'd better not be gesticulating by the side. Be quiet as a chicken and be your system of film people."

Jun Ci was taking it for granted. Jiang Yi had a rebellious mentality at the time, but when he turned his glasses, he said, "Okay."

The person's eyes seemed to be shining, and the deep contours of the perfect eye shape looked particularly good-looking, but Jun Ci only read a bad idea from it.

Jiang Yi is impossible to be so honest.

But the next day, Jiang Yi did not show any moths, but that was because after seeing Jun Ci's tyrant's performance on the set, he successfully choked his thoughts of doing something to death in the cradle ...