My Sister is the Female Team Leader

After that day, Pei Xian was peacefully filming on the set. He didn't say he went home, and just stayed at the set's residence.

After filming for several days in a row, he almost forgot the time and the day of the week. If he hadn't woken up in the morning and was told to go out, he wouldn't have known that there was another program recording today.

It was a long time since he met the program team. Pei Xian met them this time in a dimly lit room inside the TV station.

"What's this?"

As soon as he sat down, the camera opposite had already started filming. PD Park Canrong handed a blank piece of paper to Pei Xian and said, "Pei Xianxi, on the computer in front of you, there is a short film that we specially edited, starting from the first issue. Let’s start with some of the scenes up to today. This is a gift from the program team. I also hope that Pei Xianxi can write his last message to Joy xi on this piece of paper.”

message?

This is really like MBC's style. Pei Xian nodded and smiled, quietly picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

It was said that it was a message to Park Soo Young, but in fact it was just writing a piece of advice from the program team, and then deliberately showing it off in front of the camera.

In the past, Pei Xian disdainfully used these, but now there is nothing he can do about it. The people from the program team held up signs to suggest that Pei Xian should write down the above words, while also preparing sensational points for later editing.

Pei Xian raised his head and glanced at the words on the sign. He smiled inwardly and still didn't write them all down. He asked the PD for a piece of paper and wrote another one.

You can give the first one to her during recording, and give the other one in private.

The recording in this room only lasted half an hour. When I went out, I realized that Park Soo-young was not at the TV station at all, but in the apartment I married, recording the message and watching the short video alone like him.

"You can run back and forth so hard, aren't you tired?"

Pei Xian took the envelope from PD, joked with him with a smile, and then opened the envelope and read it.

The letter he wrote was sent to Park Soo-young by someone from the program team, and the letter she wrote was already in her hands.

The content is quite regular and seems to be the style of the show crew rather than her own. At least Pei Xian thinks that Park Soo Young can't say that kind of euphemism.

I don’t know if the rainy season has come early, but it started to rain again. After walking out of the TV station, Pei Xian glanced outside, told the cameraman to wait for him where he was, and then ran into the nearest building despite the rain. of a convenience store.

I temporarily bought two umbrellas and gave one to the cameraman. I didn't care about the increasingly heavy rain outside. I had a lot of things on my mind, and I was still thinking about the content of Park Soo-young's letter to me.

"There are a lot of regrets, but it doesn't help to have regrets. I missed a lot of things and didn't do them. If there is a next time, I hope you can say what you want to say in front of me."

I was thinking about something randomly in my mind, and the umbrella was not very stable. When I arrived at the destination, I realized that my shoulders were wet.

The door to the apartment opened quickly. The person who opened the door was wearing a loose sweatshirt and black tights. Her hair seemed to have been specially styled, and she also had a light makeup on her face. It was obvious that she was probably in the dormitory today. Done.

Pei Xian looked at Pu Xiurong, smiled, and said, "I haven't seen you for a while. How are you? Do you want to have a meal together?"

It’s true that we haven’t seen each other for a while.

Pu Xiurong nodded without much hesitation, as if he was afraid that Pei Xian would regret it, and walked out without even changing into his slippers, "Let's go, I happen to be hungry."

Without even stepping through the door, Pei Xian just walked up the stairs and followed her downstairs. It was still raining outside, and the two of them held the same umbrella, so they were inevitably closer to each other.

Pei Xian raised his eyes and looked at the umbrella in his hand, silently moved a little closer to Pu Xiurong, but was pushed back.

Staying in place for a while, he turned his head and saw a folded piece of paper handed to him.

"this is"

"The thank you letter, the one just now, was just written casually. This one is more sincere." Park Xiurong smiled and put the piece of paper into his hand. When he turned around, he saw that his left shoulder was wet, and his expression As soon as he subconsciously reached out to block the rain, he held Pei Xian with his other hand and walked back. "It's better not to go out on a rainy day. Look at your clothes. Don't you know you're wet?"

When Pei Xian heard this, he looked at his shoulders. The material of his clothes was soaked and stuck tightly to his skin. However, his attention was never on the clothes. Seeing that Park Xiurong was more anxious than himself, he chuckled and said, "It's raining." ,inevitable"

"Nothing is unavoidable. The umbrella is too small. Go back quickly. You can also change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold easily." Pu Xiurong only felt when he touched Pei Xian's body that the clothes on his body were semi-humid. If the wind It's easy to catch a cold just by blowing it. Worry is one thing, and selfishness is another.

Today is the last session that I will record. She doesn’t really want to record it openly and openly. She would feel better if it was just the two of them who could get together and relax in peace and contentment.

She had already prepared to get off the car, but when it finally arrived, Park Soo-young didn't feel any sadness or reluctance. She probably thought too much, and besides, they were going to join the same crew again not long after. Filming.

There are many opportunities to meet, but there are no such fair and aboveboard reasons.

After returning to the apartment building and putting away her umbrella, Park Soo-young saw that the camera crew had turned off the cameras. She reached out and turned off both her and Bae Xian's microphones, and asked, "Oppa, do you know when you are going to the set?" , directed by Kim Yong Hwa..."

"In March, that's what he told me last time." While walking upstairs, Pei Xian looked around at the program staff following him and asked softly, "Why do you ask this so suddenly? I remember the director told you Come over here"

"The director asked me to take classes. Fortunately, Dechun doesn't have to take so many classes like you, but I still have to learn the language of the former nomadic groups, which is very difficult."

When mentioning these things, Pu Xiurong's face became troubled. He glanced at Pei Xian's clothes from the corner of his eye, and his steps unconsciously accelerated a little.

"Director Jin Ronghua always tries his best to train actors." Pei Xian laughed in a low voice and comforted her, "It's good. It's good to learn another language. Female idols are unique, and they are very good when they speak it."

Personal skills, multi-lingual, not only do some in our group speak English, Spanish and Chinese (Sun Shengwan: Hahahaha, I am so stressed), there are also people who can speak the ancient Qiang language.

The expression on Park Xiurong's face hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, she felt that this was not bad. At least she could show off by participating in the show during the event.

Which female idol, no, which idol would say that.

I struggled internally and suddenly felt that this course was not bad. I could gain a personal skill by making a movie.

Pei Xian didn't know what she was thinking, so he went to change clothes as soon as he entered the room and discussed the matter of eating later.

Recording is recording, but!

The crew had to pay for the food and drinks. Separated by a door, the two of them tacitly chose big fish, meat and red wine.

"How about something more expensive, wagyu?"

"Wagyu?"

Park Soo Young's words scared the crew so much that they almost rushed down from the rooftop to stop her.

"Let's go with Korean beef. There are too few Japanese beef and they are too expensive." Pei Xian heard the hurried footsteps upstairs and changed her words with a low smile.

"Hmm... ok" After all, it was the last meal. Pu Xiurong raised his eyes and looked at the top of his head. There was a smile on his face, and he could still vaguely feel gloating about his misfortune.