The lips began to tremble.

"good!"

Jia Chi suddenly clapped his hands happily, as if he had discovered a baby.

"Beautiful, this is what I look for! What's your name?"

"Wang Han."

"Xiao Xu, take Xiao Wang to wash, then change the clothes, tell him the scene, and start filming later!"

Xu Yuyao nodded.

"Come with me!"

After a quick wash, Wang Han changed the clothes prepared by the crew.

A man is only a shower from the handsome guy.

After Wang Han changed his clothes, many people were stunned. Unexpectedly, the temperament of this migrant worker was so good.

Going back to set.

Because they were filming summer scenes, the actors inside were wearing half-sleeved skirts.

Jia Chi suddenly remembered something and pointed at Wang Han, "The makeup artist put a few scars on him, so that the characters are more three-dimensional."

The makeup artist came forward and "take off his clothes."

"No need to put on makeup, I have scars on my body."

The makeup artist said impatiently, "Hurry up! You are playing the killer. Can the scars on your body be the same as those on the bricks you carry on the construction site?"

As soon as Wang Han took off his clothes halfway, the makeup artist tugged it impatiently.

"It's really hard to take off your clothes and slap it off..."

Before he finished speaking, the makeup artist was stunned.

Wang Han had been tortured before.

The muscles are wriggling like dragons, containing explosive power. There are many scars of all sizes on the body, and several scars are extremely hideous.

Everyone on the set watched it, and after seeing it clearly, they were stunned.

This is not a scar that can be made by moving bricks on construction sites.

Wang Han lowered his head and smiled at the makeup artist.

"Do you still want to continue?"

Although he said with a smile, the makeup artist only felt a chill from his spine to the sky spiritual cover.

He quickly put on his clothes for Wang Han and stuttered, "No...no, no, brother!"

Wang Han put on his clothes.

Jia Chi approached Xu Yuyao, "Xiao Xu, is this man clean? He could not be a fleeing murderer, right?"

Xu Yuyao chuckled, "Director Jia, he has been a special forces soldier before."

Jia Chi nodded and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Prepare to start shooting!"

Wang Han was wearing a baseball cap and playing with a fruit knife in his hand. The fruit knife was beating flexibly between Wang Han's fingers. Jia Chi quickly gave Wang Han a close-up of his hand.

Lan Jing was struggling in a shiny dress and tied to a chair.

According to the plot, Wang Han pressed Lan Jing's shoulder with both hands from behind.

Unexpectedly, Wang Han's hands were just placed on Lan Jing's shoulders, and Lan Jing shook her shoulders in disgust.

"Crack! What's wrong?" Jia Chi ninja asked angrily.

Lan Jing turned around and looked at Wang Han, then acted coquettishly at Jia Chi.

"Director! I have a cleanliness obsession. Can you not let this migrant worker touch me?"

Jia Chi's anger suddenly rose.

"What's wrong with migrant workers? How noble are you, Nimale Gobi? If you can act, you can act, and if you can't act, you can change people!"

Lan Jing didn't dare to speak again.

The second shooting started.

Wang Han had some personal grudges this time. His eyes under the brim of the hat were shining with cold light, and he pressed Lan Jing's shoulder with both hands, making him feel murderous intent!

“Where is the thing?”

Lan Jing was so scared that she had goosebumps all over her body.

My head is empty.

"Crack! Say it! Why are you standing there?" Jia Chi punched the table.

Lan Jing swallowed and stuttered, "Director, I...I'm scared!"

Jia Chi glanced at Wang Han,

"You can restrain yourself a little."

It took several shots to finish.

After the end, Wang Han sat aside and held the script.

Jian Dan came over and handed Wang Han a bottle of hot walnut delicacy, "Brother Wang."

"Thank you!"

Lan Jing sat not far away and looked at the script, glanced at this side, and curled her lips, "Brother Wang~ Vomit!" Lan Jing made a dry retching action, "What are you pretending to be? It's all a thousand-year-old fox act

What about Liaozhai? If you want to be a marketing student, you will get along with migrant workers. Isn’t it disgusting?”

"Mr. Xiong!" A voice suddenly came from outside.

A capable woman with short hair came in from outside the door.

Everyone greeted each other.

After the woman came over, Jia Chi also smiled and said hello, "Mr. Xiong! What wind has blown you!"

"I passed by and was very curious about your filming, so come and have a look!"

Xiong Miaoyin saw Wang Han while joking, and was a little surprised. She actually saw the boss after several months!

"well?"

Jia Chi smiled and said, "Xiao Wang! This is Mr. Xiong, the president of Tianqi Media. Get up and say hello to Mr. Xiong!"

Lan Jing glanced at it, "Middle workers, dead local buns, no need to pay attention to the price!"

Wang Han smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Xiong!"

Xiong Miaoyin quickly smiled and said, "Brother! Can you stop burying me?"

Jia Chi was stunned for a moment, "You know each other?"

"This is the boss behind our Apocalypse Media!"

Everyone in front of me was stunned for a moment.

Jia Chi glanced at Jian Dan again, no wonder Jian Dan kept calling Wang Han a brother Wang.

He quickly put down the wine pot and shook hands with Wang Han.

"Mr. Wang, I don't know Mount Tai!"

Wang Han smiled and said, "Just call me Xiao Wang!"

"No, no, Mr. Wang! You are so proud of me!"

I chatted for a few words.

Wang Han sat down again.

A gust of fragrant wind came, and Wang Han saw Lan Jing holding something next to Wang Han, and said coquettishly, "Brother Wang, this is a physiotherapy device I asked my friend to bring from abroad. If you are tired of filming, use this

The effect is very good. Try it. If you are not used to it, I will massage it!"

Wang Han closed the script and smiled at Lan Jing.
Chapter completed!