Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Even if you can find a suitable candidate, you have to have time to memorize the script like a micro-movie..."

"I didn't plan to play the original script."

Si Fan directly interrupted the assistant's words.

He lightly swept the surrounding film crew, and his red thin lips twitched slightly, "Also, we have enough actors."

"……what?"

The crowd was dumbfounded.

But the man stepped forward and walked to the screenwriter who was full of question marks.

Brows raised lightly: "Writer, let's talk."

...

fifteen minutes later.

Si Fan led the excited little screenwriter and returned to the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, all the members of the film crew were asked to gather together for a temporary emergency meeting.

"...What? Shoot us directly?!"

After listening to Si Fan and the little screenwriter's remarks, the crowd widened their eyes in astonishment.

Immediately, they looked at each other in confusion, and whispered.

"What do we have to shoot?"

"That's right, we're not stars, and we're all disgraced. Who wants to see it?"

"Brother Si Fan, was the arguing between those two made his head out of his mind..."

"I'm sober."

Si Fan opened his mouth with a smile, interrupting everyone's discussion.

He shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands as if helplessly, and smiled at everyone, "Otherwise, go and find Qiansha and Zhu Rui yourself?"

"..."

One sentence made everyone speechless.

Looking for those two to work hard, isn't that thankless?

It's better to listen to Brother Si Fan's words and use a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

Besides, in the past ten years, Si Fan has won the Best MV Director Award for his self-directed and self-acted music MV, which seems to have surpassed their director many times...

——Maybe, they are not dead horses!

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts are full of hope.

Even the director lit up his eyes with interest after a while of contemplation.

"Then, how to arrange it?"

He rubbed his hands excitedly, looking forward to Si Fan's next move.

"It's actually quite simple."

Si Fan smiled slightly.

Hao Le and his group behind him immediately brought a small whiteboard and stood beside him.

After that, everyone saw the man take out a pen and write and draw on the whiteboard.

"Let's do this first..."

His voice was soft, but there was a trace of focus and seriousness in his eyes.

Xiang Xing, who was watching from the side, couldn't help squinting her soft eyes, and the corners of her pink lips curled into a shallow smile.

Well, sure enough, serious men are the sexiest.

Looking at it, the little guy accidentally made himself crazy again.

Until the forehead was lightly poked with a pen cap.

"Get back to your senses, work."

"……what."

Only then did Xiang Xing relax.

However, they found that the people around them had already taken their tasks and went on to implement them with great enthusiasm.

She paused for a while, and couldn't help blinking her eyes, her eyes full of confusion, "Then, that, what is my mission?"

Although she was dazed, she could hear clearly, Si Fan didn't mention her from beginning to end.

Not even written on the whiteboard.

Just wondering, the man chuckled softly and held her hand again.

Following her appearance, he tilted his head and winked at her, "Have you heard my commercial song?"

"I heard."

Xiang Xing nodded obediently, her soft eyes bright, "You wrote it, and I can still sing it."

"That's good."

Si Fan hooked the corner of his pale rose lips and raised his hand slightly towards Hao Le.