Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

An Youxuan, who was on the phone, was already crying.

Heavy makeup is spent.

In the past two days, she has been very tortured.

She finally started to come into contact with filming in her dream, but at this time, she deeply realized how difficult it is to film.

Although I was only shooting a small web drama, but a simple shot was called by the director over and over again.

She could see that the director's iron complexion and the murderous look.

If it weren't because she was recommended by Director Wang, the backstage was too hard, I was afraid that she would be opened in the first place.

When watching Mu Han filming, acting is as simple as eating and drinking water, one pass!

In addition to stunning or stunning.

Now it was her turn, but it was a mess.

An Youxuan also deeply felt that she was not acting material at all, and she did not have the knowledge to perform, and she did not have a beautiful face at all, and a good figure could make up for it.

But Mu Han gave her such a good opportunity, even though she lived here like years, she didn't dare to call Mu Han at all.

now.

Mu Han took the initiative to call her, and she finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Why are you crying?"

Mu Han heard An Youxuan's crying over the phone, a little dazed.

"Woo..." An Youxuan choked with sobs: "Mu Han, I miss you... I miss you so much..."

"..."

Mu Han was speechless, and it was only two days since he left. As for it?

He couldn't figure it out.

After a pause, he started to talk about business: "An Youxuan, how did you shoot the scene there?"

"Not good, woooo..."

An Youxuan was crying again, and there was just a thousand words to say...

Mu Han has already said: "No, then come back, I have something for you to do."

An Youxuan was stunned for a moment, and then she was ecstatic, and finally she was able to go back in a just-justified way, and said hurriedly: "Hmm..."

A taxi left from the filming crew of a web drama...

There was cheers in the crew.

"Huh... this little ancestor is finally gone..."

"Yeah, yeah, I just don't understand this, I just came to film, my mother, how many shots have been taken in this shot, and my hand carrying the camera is already shaking..."

"Oh!" The director also sighed: "Just leave, just leave. Isn't it no way? Director Wang recommended it. What should we do if we don't wait for it!"

"Okay, okay, everyone is busy with business, ready to turn on the phone, call the female one selected before..."

...

Great villa.

"Huh?" Song Cu'er's beautiful eyes widened: "Big brother, are you going to open a restaurant?"

Mu Han took a sip of tea and nodded.

"Why do you think of opening a restaurant?" Song Cu'er was very surprised.

Mu Han glanced at Song Cu'er with disgusting eyes: "Doing business is of course to make money. Please don't ask such naive questions again in the future."

"Just open a small restaurant to make some money."

Song Cu'er was disgusted by Mu Han's eyes, rolled his beautiful eyes, and said in a very unconvincing tone.

"No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, it is meat." Mu Han said, "I don't want to cook anymore. Go to our own restaurant to eat. This can save a lot of money."

Song Kuer: "..."

Even Li Lu next to him: "..."

At the moment, the corners of the mouth kept twitching.

The image of Mu Han's aloft instantly fell from the sky to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

In Li Lu's mind, Mu Han is now a superior male god.

Handsome, temperament, rich, living in a big villa, driving a Mercedes-Benz big G!

but now…

...

Crew.

"What a broken script..."

"Did the brains of these screenwriters be kicked by the donkey..."

"How can such a bad plot be able to make a good movie..."

"No, no, no, no, rewrite, rewrite all for me..."

Director Wang was very angry and threw each script to the ground.

The whole person is in a violent mood...

He was in a terrible mood.

Right now there is such a good actor as Mu Han, who can just spare the schedule and shoot a high-quality drama.

For this reason, Director Wang rushed to find a screenwriter and write a script...

but.

result.

There were several scripts, but none of them satisfied Director Wang.

As time was wasted in this way, Teacher Wang became anxious and angry.

The assistant director smiled bitterly on the sidelines.

"Director Wang, there is no way to be anxious, time is too tight, a good script is impossible in a short time..."

"I don't care, I don't care..."

Director Wang simply couldn't control his emotions: "Let a few screenwriters hurry up, don't sleep at night, you have to make me a satisfied script..."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll urge, I'll urge..."

The deputy director dared not ask for bad luck in front of Dao Wang, and hurried away.

"Oh!" Director Wang was extremely depressed sitting on the sofa, depressed, and constantly thinking about it...

"Without a good script, what should I do... Little Brother Mu Han is still waiting..."

"According to this situation, let alone two or three days, it is a week and a good script cannot be produced, or it takes longer..."

"Hey...what about this? Do you want to tell this situation to little brother Mu Han?"

Director Wang...contemplation, tangled.

Finally, more than 10 minutes later.

Director Wang picked up the phone and dialed Mu Han's number.

Inside the big villa.

Mu Han sipped a cup of tea and pressed the answer button: "Guide Wang..."

"Little brother…"

Director Wang's voice came from the phone: "I have something to tell you, but it makes me hard to tell."

"Oh?"

Mu Han was a little surprised. Director Wang couldn't tell what was going on, and asked, "Director Wang, what can you tell me?"

"Little brother, I told you that the filming will start in two or three days. However, because the time is too urgent, the scripts of several screenwriters are too bad, so the start-up shooting time will be delayed..."

Mu Han frowned and asked again, "Guide Wang, how long is the delay?"

One thing Mu Han was more worried about was that he couldn't punch in without filming, and there would be no rewards.

"Four or five days or a week" Director Wang was very embarrassed: "Or longer..."

Mu Han groaned for two seconds, and then said, "Director Wang, it's okay..."

Although Mu Han didn't want to see this kind of affection, he couldn't check in to receive rewards every day without filming.

However, Director Wang is kind to him, what else can you say about this matter...

It's nothing more than two more days of rest.

"That's good, that's good." Director Wang was relieved: "Little brother, don't worry, I will work on the script as soon as possible and start it as soon as possible."

End the call.

Mu Han took a sip of tea and said to himself as he touched his chin, "Can't I turn on the phone if I haven't finished the script?"

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind, and his eyes lit up...

script?

He is a soul that has traveled through, but he is familiar with countless classic movies, and there is no such thing in this world...

Aren’t these all ready-made scripts?

Thank you for reading this story at mtlarchive.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!