... I squinted my eyes and smiled happily to my heart.

By the evening, the luxury box at Jim Carrey Hotel, the starring and other actors came in the second wave, the director and producer were the first wave, and they had already started playing with tea and cards.

Then people flocked in one after another, and the private room became more and more lively. The last wave of people came from the prop group.

When the crew of "The Beauty of Long Song" arrived, about 100 people crowded in this large box, saying it was a private room, but in fact its layout was equivalent to a private banquet hall with four luxurious round dining tables. Even if so many people gather here today, it would be more than enough.

...

The director, producer, planner, screenwriter, two starring actors, and of course the female lead husband is also the big boss of the investor. These people must be sitting at the main table.

Qin Su actually wanted to sit at the table of agents and assistants, because they would definitely form a group to reveal all kinds of gossip of artists in the circle, and one is more truthful than the other. She listened while eating, and serving two more bowls of rice is definitely not a problem.

Before the meal started, Qin Su went to the bathroom to solve his life problems. When she came back, she saw that the most biased position of the main table she had just chosen had been occupied by the film producer, and everyone sat together, leaving only... a vacant seat next to the actor Shi.

Uh…(⊙o⊙)

The situation of the gods???

"Xiao Qin, come and sit here quickly." Director Yang waved.

Qin Su then realized that he immediately ran a few steps to the producer, thinking that the producer had done the wrong position, but before she could speak, the director pointed at the fingers again, squeezing the folds at the corners of his eyes and laughed like Maitreya Buddha.

"Xiao Qin, don't compete with the producer for a chair, your seat is there."

Looking in the direction of the director's finger, it was indeed the empty seat next to his idol...

Suddenly, Qin Su's back trembled, and he looked at the man who had a luminous source like a god, and suddenly... could not move his feet...

...

Shi Muyang was wiping the bowls and chopsticks with a disinfected wet napkin. After a "click", the porcelain spoon was put back into the bowl and made a crisp collision sound.

Then he gently lifted his eyelids and looked up.

The bright lights on the ceiling covered his eyelids with a faint shadow, and the warm and perfect outline was also reflected by the lights to be particularly soft.

He looked at her, curled his lips and smiled, and a kind of charming young master's love appeared between his eyebrows, and his words were even more natural and calm.

"Come here soon."

No matter how you hear it, how can you feel it is a doting tone!

No matter how you look at it, how can you think the actor is so gentle!

So, in the huge box, the crew members who were extremely lively last second appeared in a second collective quiet, and they were all "what happened to the actor and screenwriter?" I wanted to gossip.

Qin Su successfully cooked his face again, and it was the kind that was about to reach the critical value of the explosion.

Oh—buy—ka!

...

In front of everyone, Qin Suqiang calmly walked to the seat next to his idol and sat down.

But only she knew that there was a thorn under her butt at this moment, and it was like a pin and needle...
Chapter completed!