The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

An Chen still had a scene to shoot, so he had to change into other costumes continuously. Removing makeup was also a big project.

In fact, the time taken up by each thing is piecemeal, but when added together, a long time has passed. Xia Jin wanted to use natural light to shoot a set of shots, and everyone speeded up their actions.

"Come on, let's hurry up and start filming." Xia Jin gave the order, and the filming of a new scene started.

Now the sun is slowly setting, Yun Duo didn't know who secretly drank the wine hidden on the roof, and his face turned red, which turned into a sunset glow, covering half of the sky red.

Everyone took this scene very seriously, after all, this kind of natural beauty is hard to come by.

An Chen is the leading role and has the most roles, but the progress is fast and the number of filming mistakes is small, so the speed is similar to that of others.

"Chen'er, you don't have a night show today, you can call it a day." Xia Jin looked at An Chen.

"Is the end going to be a rivalry between Brother Lin Ning and Sister Xia Meng?" An Chen asked.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I want to finish it before leaving." An Chen said excitedly, he missed it last time, but this time he must finish it. People always have a kind of curiosity about unknown things. Therefore, for An Chen who has no emotional drama, curiosity is also a normal thing.

After An Chen changed back into his clothes and took off his makeup and wig, the filming of Lin Ning and Xia Meng's rivalry had already started.

This scene is a scene where the two show their hearts to each other. Xi Yan played by Xia Meng and Mo Yi played by Lin Ning are sitting under the tree.

"Mo Yi, what if one day you can't find me?"

"There is no such possibility."

"I'm talking about if, just say it."

"Since I couldn't find you, I had no choice but to stand in a conspicuous place for you to find."

"Cut, glib."

"No way." Mo Yi stretched out his hand to hold Xiyan in his arms.

At this time, An Chen and Xia Jin were not the only people in front of the screen. As the only emotional scene in the entire crew, it was no surprise that they were watched by crowds.

"Xiyan, I hope that the rest of my life will be full of flowers and angry horses. Someone will match me to see the flames and flowers. I hope that the flashy face and white veil will accompany me to spend the peaceful years. Would you like it?" Mo Yi looked at Xiyan expectantly.

"The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and the fireworks in the world are all you, and all are not you. There are trees in the mountains, and Xiqing has intentions, and I will not be separated from you every year." Xiyan gave the answer, and the two embraced under the tree together.

"Cut." Xia Jin called a timeout. This scene still needs to add some details. The whole thing is over, and the people around just now have dispersed.

The others still had night scenes to shoot, so An Chen left the set under the envious eyes of others.

The four of them went directly to dinner before returning to the hotel. The originally beautiful day was coming to an end, but there were always some unsightly things happening.

Ling Han was just scrolling Weibo out of boredom, but after refreshing, he suddenly saw that An Chen was also on the trending list, and after clicking on it, he realized that it was a fake news from nowhere.

I originally wanted to eat melons quietly, but I didn't expect to eat melons on my body.

"Look at Weibo!" Ling Han greeted the other three.

The black material in this Weibo is very interesting to read, each one seems to be telling a story, not only nonsensical but also without evidence. If the protagonist of this hot search is not himself, An Chen will read it as a joke.

"Why is everything trying to come to our side now? It's okay, don't bother me. I'll contact the company and send a lawyer's letter directly." Ji Xuan's solution is simple and practical.

"Haha, Xuan, be tough!" Ling Han praised.

"Basic operation." Ji Xuan replied.

Being spotless means that there is no dust, but that the dust is allowed to fly, and I am my own sunshine. --Lin Qingxuan