Ji Niandong was recuperating at ho, but as soon as she felt better, she was finally ready to head to the set to film the final scene!
This scene was actually quite simple; it was the very first one!
Shen Xiaole was wearing a school uniform, sitting at her dining table at ho, having breakfast with her sister. After exchanging a few words, the impatient Shen Xiaole grabbed her backpack and hurriedly left.
Lazy Cat ca early to pick her up for the shoot, and Shen Congling unexpectedly woke up early, but was dozing off in the nanny car.
As soon as Ji Niandong got out of the car, she spotted Qiao Anlu and Ada not far away. She rushed over to greet them, "Sister Ada, I didn’t expect you to be here today!"
She was first surprised by Ada’s arrival. Qiao Anlu, who felt ignored, lightly coughed, and Ji Niandong quickly greeted her politely, "Good morning, Sister Lu!"
"Weren’t you afraid of making yourself seem old? When did you change the way you address ?" Ada asked with a sarcastic tone, but there was a satisfied smile on her face.
She understood the artists she managed well, and Qiao Anlu’s action proved her recognition of the girl in front of her.
She heard that on the last scene she directed with Qiao Anlu, she got it in one take, even the crying scene without any NG, so she especially ca today to watch!
"You guys can sit and go through your lines for a bit; the makeup artist will be here to do your makeup soon!" Ada couldn’t help but remind them again.
Qiao Anlu lay on the bamboo chair beside her. Even though she was wearing a loose T-shirt, it couldn’t hide her fuller figure.
She was wearing sunglasses and browsing Weibo. When she heard Ada’s words, she pouted displeasedly, "You know I never go through lines!"
Ji Niandong’s hand froze as she reached into her bag for the script. Lazy Cat conveniently dragged a chair over, and she sat down just like that.
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"That’s why every ti you shoot, it’s endless NG. If you don’t build good relationships with your partners, you’ll get a bad reputation in this circle!" Ada looked at her with an ’iron not becoming steel’ expression.
Qiao Anlu, however, didn’t care at all, swiping her phone lightly, "Done!"
"What did you post again?!" Ada quickly pulled out her phone to check and imdiately saw the latest update.
Qiao Anlu baby: "My manager sister is chattering non-stop early in the morning, baby’s ears are about to grow calluses. So what if I don’t get along with people in the crew?!"
She accompanied it with a cheeky emoji, and the retweets and comnts broke through a thousand within seconds.
"Go Qiao baby! Stay away from directors, stay away from producers, stay away from unwritten rules!"
"Don’t worry, use your big chest to crush her!"
"You have a big chest, so whatever you say is right!"
"’There’s no silver here,’ are you going to say next that it’s the manager dragging you into unwritten rules?!"
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The netizens’ replies rapidly spread, and Qiao Anlu looked at her phone, "Wow, I’ve gained a bunch of new followers again!"
Ada pressed at her temples, "Don’t follow her example and speak recklessly on Weibo!"
Ji Niandong’s face showed slight embarrassnt, and she nodded in reply, "I’m still using a small account, and I mostly just look and never post!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, I hate you lurkers the most, you don’t communicate with us, how can we be friends?" Qiao Anlu said with disdain.
Ada was nearly speechless, "Do you think these followers want to be friends with you?"
"I just do what I please!" Such a willful statent.
The makeup artist quickly arrived to do their makeup, and the crew had mostly arranged the set.
In the brightly lit two-piece old house, everything was tidy and clean. Qiao Anlu still wore that oversized T-shirt, probably brought on purpose, her hair casually tied, giving off a lazy feeling as if at ho.
As the director gave instructions, everyone started to beco alert.
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