Huayu09: Starting with Hijacking Xiao Shenyang

Park Hyo-min.

"I'm here, Oppa."

"Club style, sexy, fun-loving."

"Okay, okay, Oppa."

"you."

Chen Mo pointed at Li Juli.

"Oppa, my name is Lee Qri."

"An elegant lady, a gentle heiress."

"Okay, Oppa."

"you."

"Oppa, my name is Jeon Boram."

"Cute and sweet style, pink theme, coquettish type."

"Okay, Oppa."

Chen Mo then explained the character settings of the other three.

"These are your storyboards. Memorize them within half an hour."

Chen Mo didn't have time to draw storyboards, so all the descriptions were written and translated by Li Xianghe.

"Okay, Oppa."

The six sisters disregarded everything else and quickly looked down to watch, trying to generate a plot in their minds.

Korean idols are undoubtedly professional and have an extremely strong ability to withstand pressure.

Half an hour later.

Everyone had the plot firmly imprinted in their minds, and at the same time, they marveled at how amazing Oppa was. He could write such a wonderful script in just twenty minutes. They admired him so much.

"There were two filming locations: a training room and a nightclub. We filmed the training room scenes first, and then President Kim contacted the nightclub."

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

"When at work, please use your job title."

"Okay...okay, director."

Kim Kwang-soo was sweating profusely from Chen Mo's decisive and professional approach, and quickly went to contact the filming location.

"You have five minutes to change into a white dress."

"Whoosh!"

The six sisters rushed into the changing room.

When they came out, they were all wearing white princess dresses, revealing their straight and slender white legs.

"Gurgle!"

I really couldn't resist turning left.

Chen Mo's eyes swept over her like knives. Never seen a woman before?

Director Chen exudes a powerful aura when he's working.

He shrank back in fright when he turned to the left.

"Uncle Du, are you ready?"

Du Heng, the cinematographer for Benshan Media, put down the script and nodded.

""lie""

"Scene 1, shot 1, first time!"

"start!"

The script supervisor claps the clapperboard, and the camera is turned on.

The six of them sang and danced in front of the camera. This kind of small task was a piece of cake for Du Heng. The girl group dance used a symmetrical composition, with close-ups followed by extreme close-ups. The rest depends on the director's editing.

Dance the dance once in a white dress, then change into casual clothes and dance it again.

The training room scene ends.

"Change venue."

Chen Mo's team arrived at the nightclub that Kim Kwang-soo had arranged.

The six members of the Crown went to get their makeup done.

"I need a male lead."

"Me! Me! Me!"

He raised his left hand high, practically begging for his godfather's hand on the spot.

"Old Chen, come here."

The face of a husband from the Republican era still exudes authority.

"Depend on…"

He was whining and complaining to the left, offering no kind words in his criticism.

Chen Weiting mounted his motorcycle, and Park Jiyeon sat on the back seat, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"All departments, prepare!"

"start!"

……

"Click!"

"Park Jiyeon, pay attention to your facial micro-expressions. You haven't realized that the scumbag still loves someone else. You need to have the happiness and satisfaction of a young girl in love. Your smile should be genuine, not a polite, fake smile."

"Yes, I understand, Director."

Park Ji-yeon bowed ninety degrees to apologize.

"All departments, prepare yourselves! One more time!"

The second shoot went smoothly.

Over the next two days, Chen Mo finished filming all the scenes, and Chen Weiting also got to experience being a scumbag in a foreign country.

As for Prince Xiang...

Chen Mo subconsciously said that his appearance was too ordinary to be the male lead.

His Dao heart shattered on the spot.

She went to Itaewon several times, and her eyes were filled with such resentment.

"Thank you, Oppa."

"Oppa, you've worked hard."

"Oppa, how about we have dinner together tonight?"

The six sisters gathered around, expressing their gratitude in a flurry of voices.

Park Hyo-min's eyes are practically drooling.

Who could resist a prince charming who arrives in a time of crisis, riding on auspicious clouds, talented, charming, earnest, and professional?

"Mr. Chen, would you do me the honor of treating everyone to a meal?"

Kim Kwang-soo smiled broadly and extended a warm invitation.

"Can."

Chen Mo did not refuse.

The wrap party featured Korean barbecue. Kim Kwang-soo, being quite adept at socializing, excused himself and left halfway through the meal.

Chen Weiting reluctantly pulled him back to the hotel to the left.

How's your arm?

Chen Mo asked a question.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Oppa, don't worry, Hyomin is very strong."

Park Hyo-min hadn't drunk any alcohol due to her injury, but her face was still flushed.

"I'll dance less lately to let my wounds heal first. You'll be very busy once you debut."

A group of model workers who only sleep two or three hours a day.

The monster room in East Asia has been brought to life.

The little notebook doesn't eat.

The little stick won't sleep.

Greater China never rests.

"Okay, Oppa, when can we see your movie 'Black Coal, Thin Ice'?"

"Isn't Cannes incredibly beautiful? Only the world's top artists can go there."

"Oppa, what movie are you filming this time?"

"Sigh...when will we be able to make a movie?"

The six sisters chattered excitedly, their eyes filled with admiration.

At this time.

Park Hyomin nudged Lee Qri.

"Oppa, have another drink. Korean sake isn't very strong, so it's okay to have a few more."

Lee Juri's father is a high-ranking official, and she herself is also outstanding. Her sweet appearance and soft voice are very attractive to men.

"Trying to get me drunk?"

Chen Mo hit the nail on the head.

"Oh my god~ no way? Oppa is so amazing, how could he possibly get drunk? Come on, come on, Oppa has one drink, and I'll have two."

"We are the same."

"Oppa, have a drink."

Chen Mo shook his head and chuckled, then tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

"Oppa is so awesome."

Lee Juri gave a big thumbs-up.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Chen Mo felt a little dizzy.

That damn sake, it doesn't really give you much strength, but you can't help drinking a lot of it.

"Oppa, Oppa..."

Park Hyo-min changed lightly.

"belch…"

Chen Mo let out a burp.

"Unnie, is the room ready?"

"Mmm, it's upstairs, here's the key..." Lee Juri said, then groaned.

He vomited all over the floor.

The sisters quickly helped Li Juli upstairs.

As for Chen Mo...

Of course, it should be left to Park Hyomin.

"thump!"

Park Hyo-min helped Chen Mo to the bed. The neon light shone on his flawless profile. Her gaze moved down to his sexy Adam's apple, broad chest muscles, and long, straight legs.

"Gurgle!"

Park Hyo-min swallowed hard.

There is an old Chinese saying: "A life-saving grace can never be repaid; this young woman can only repay it with her body."

"Splash!"

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Chen Mo stared at the ceiling, feeling no signs of drunkenness except for a headache.

The Zhao family troupe are all big drinkers.

He used to think that there were no good people in the film and television industry, and that it was all about unspoken rules and shady dealings.

Especially for directors and producers, actresses can't even think about joining the production unless they sleep with the director.

I only realized this after entering this industry.

There are no unspoken rules.

It was always the actresses who took the initiative.

"Tap tap tap!"

Park Hyo-min tiptoed to the bedside and saw Chen Mo staring intently at the ceiling.

"Oppa, you're not drunk?"

"I can drink six of you by myself."

"All right."

Park Hyo-min naturally knelt down and took off Chen Mo's shoes and socks.

"No need, I can do it myself."

"I'll do it, Oppa, I'll do it."

"You're a human being, not a maid."

"But…"

"Alright, let's go to bed. You must have been very busy these past few days."

"Not bad, they can serve you well..."

"Stop, stop, stop. I told you, you're not a maid, and you don't need to try to please me."

"No, no, no, it's not that I'm trying to please you. It's to thank you for everything you've done for me. I... I haven't debuted yet, and besides this, there's nothing I can do to repay you."

"Go to sleep."

"Oppa, are you disgusted with me? I... I've had boyfriends before and I was a delinquent. I'm not very clean, but I'm definitely not dirty."

Chen Mo reached out and pulled Park Hyo-min into his arms.

"You're still injured, let's talk about it later."

"I'm not in pain."

"My heart aches for you."

Park Hyo-min trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened again.