Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 309 A group of hindsight

  Only when the performance is done here, can the plot be prepared and it will continue smoothly.

   Must complete the thrilling coaxing Wang Zhou away, let the other party put down their guard, Nan Xi can stay with the other party for his life and help Shi Jun with follow-up things.

   "It's good to memorize well." Wang Zhou's lips moved slightly. He was always warm-hearted. He wanted to say a few more instructions to the younger generation, but he glanced over Chen Moucen's direction inadvertently and took back all his words.

  Change to another young actor who will come and have a good understanding. As the deputy dean of the Beijing Film Academy of Performing Arts, he doesn't mind giving a few more suggestions. But Nan Xi's situation is quite special. With a national teacher as his master, others say more and it seems troublesome.

  It's also like when she was in school, when the teachers of their generation didn't know the relationship between her and Chen Moucen, they always took care of the girl who got the first place in the professional exam. Since Chen Moucen confessed in person at several of their gatherings, they have remained tight-lipped.

  Not only kept the information confidential, but also stopped uncontrollable talk about Nan Xi.

  Nan Xi carefully noticed that Wang Zhou's hesitation had ceased, blinked her agile eyes, and whispered softly.

"I always remember your lively teaching in professional classes and taught us the technique of crying quickly. You can think about the situation where your favorite thing is taken away by an annoying person. If you can't cry even if you think about this, you want to never see you again. To the one I love the most."

  Hearing memories with a little local Beijing accent, the old Beijing man Wang Zhou was very kind, letting go of the high-pitched heart in his heart, and chatting with Nan Xi on a relaxed topic.

   "Haha, who do you think of every time you cry when you are in school?" Chatting with a smart and beautiful girl is a pleasant thing. If you come, you will be at ease. Why bother to refuse.

Nan Xi put out her tongue mischievously, and said truthfully: "Before I turn 21, I wonder what to do if one day all the dolls in my house are moved away by annoying people. After I turn 21, I will think that the mountain that protects me is gone. May have to be sold for cash at any time, so you have to work hard to make money."

   "Sorry, I thought you would think of the opposite **** you like."

Wang Zhou took a picture of Nan Xi’s thin shoulders and softly comforted, “I have had a relationship with your father. He sponsored a movie for me in the early years. I am very grateful to him. I really didn’t expect you to be his daughter. He ah. It’s too righteous. To say something shouldn’t be said, in an age when the law is not sound, with your father’s handling and prestige, there must be so many people who are willing to commit crimes for him."

   "It's okay, thank you for remembering him well." Nan Xi smiled lightly.

  At that time, Nanjia’s situation was similar to that of the great merchant Gu Xuan in "Yuhu Bingxin", and her family was very popular. Her family's internal struggle coincided with the reform of the national policy, and she caught the classics and caught her house. The new road has not yet been opened up, and only the father of Nan has entered, and the Nan family can barely survive and have a chance to make a comeback.

  If you let the southern father and younger brother go in, you will still be stared at all the time.

  When Father Nan first entered, An Youran learned that she was pooling money to pay off the debts owed by the company, especially when she found her arrogantly and pronounced the sentence.

"Don't pretend to be an eldest lady in this situation. You have a few limited-edition dolls, which I like better. You used the trenches to **** them away and take out the things you couldn't keep as soon as possible. You are poor, but I reluctantly accept them. "

  There are many families around An Youran who are in desperate need to squeeze into the upper class. The first thing their children learn in adulthood is to see the wind. Starting with An Youran, baby buyers with insulting prices flocked to her.

  On the night when she hesitated the most, Nanmu took her phone call and replied to everyone on her behalf: Don’t sell!

  South mother protects the only things she likes, but she knows that she must stand up for the family, for the things she likes, and for the company.

   There is a good question, why do the little girls work so hard?

  Because the things she likes are expensive, the people she likes have a high quality of life, and she has her own temper and personality. Except for those who care about, I don't like to look at the faces and emotions of unnecessary people. It's okay to be bitter, it's better than letting money overwhelm you.

   "Director Chen, all the props are set." The leader of the props group stood beside Chen Moucen and reported.

  Chen Moucen gave an order: "Prepare, start!"

  Nan Xi and Wang Zhou nodded at each other, she unscrewed the doorknob, and entered the office of the chief of economic investigation where she was filming.

  Slightly glanced sideways at the monitor hanging in the corner, took out his mobile phone to dial the phone, and asked anxiously: "Xiaoli, you said the event planning case was on the desk of the director?"

"Yes."

   "Okay, let me find it."

  Nan Xi took the phone in front of her and pressed it to end the call, walked to the table, searched for it, and muttered: "Why not?"

   carefully looked at both sides again, frowning slightly, and the confusion on his face aggravated, put the phone on the table and clicked to release it.

  Waiting for the other party to connect, her delicate little face was covered with melancholy, and she asked in confusion: "Xiaoli, I didn't find it, did you remember it wrong?"

  On the other side of the phone, Xiaoli’s equally puzzled voice came: "No, I remember putting it on the desk for the director. He may put it in the third public drawer. Sister, you can find the drawer."

   "Okay, I can't find it to contact you again."

  Nan Xi hung up the phone, squatted down, and pulled out the third public drawer, rummaging inside with her right hand.

  With his left hand quietly put a white plastic glove on his side, took out the matched key from the shoe, inserted it into the locked fourth drawer and opened it, only pulling it apart for a short section.

   staring at the right hand looking for in the third drawer, in fact, looking through the gap at the secret file that was turning over with the left hand.

   My pupils shrank sharply, and I saw an investigation document.

  Retrieved the phone from the desk and took a picture just before the call was made. Unfortunately, she blocked most of the light, and what she could see was limited.

  Slightly opened to the side, revealing a little light, and was about to take the second photo, when the sound of opening the door came.

  Nan Xi's heart tensed suddenly, her breath missed the beat. Put the secret files back in place at the first time, push back the drawers on the fourth floor, and lock them. The white plastic gloves were tucked into the trouser pockets, and the keys were inserted into the shoes.

  Continuing to look for the third floor while doing the same, Xiaoli’s phone was connected during the process.

   Nan Xi held up her composure, and asked, "Xiao Li, I didn't find it."

   "Huh? No." Xiaoli asked in surprise, "I remember I let it go, or you can ask the director if he is kicking in his bag and is going to go home to watch."

  Hearing the hypothesis she had known earlier, Nan Xi calmed down a bit, but before he could reply, a vigilant voice came from the door: "Who?"

  The other side strode to the table in a few strides and looked down at the woman lying under the table overturning the cabinets.

  Nan Xi completely paled Huarong from the fright, her face pale, and she looked up timidly.

  Wang Zhou's face turned a little sulking, and he asked Nan Xi: "What are you doing here?"

  Nan Xi let out a loud shout, tears filled her eyes, and then her frightened eyes were filled with disappointment, and she turned her head silently.

  Wang Zhou grabbed Nan Xi and stepped to her position. Push the third drawer back, and pull the fourth drawer smoothly.

  In fact, when pushing the third drawer, Wang Zhou's face already had an extra layer of weird color, more like a guilt that was quickly concealed.

  But out of the instinct of self-preservation, he rationally verified whether the fourth drawer was firmly locked.

  Confirming the worry in her heart, she stood up and stared at Nan Xi, and asked without fail, "Did you take sick leave today?"

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, Nan Xi lowered her eyes with red eyes, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoli said that the celebration of the party's founding anniversary in the middle of the year has been written and put it in your office. I took the medicine and rested in the morning. I plan to come and take it home to have a look. If there is something inappropriate, I will fix it in time."

  Wang Zhou stared at Nan Xi dubiously, his hard and defensive heart gradually softened in his weak eyes.

  "Director, I will help the secretary-general to prove it. I called her in the morning, and she made a special trip to get the documents in the afternoon." Xiaoli pleased the proof.

  Wang Zhou asked lightly and responded in a low voice: "I see."

  Chao Nanxi held the phone in her hand and lifted her chin.

  Nan Xi shook her head, and then hung up the phone.

"stop!"

  Chen Moucen shouted, rolled up the script and walked to Nan Xi's side, raised longevity eyebrows and asked, "Do you think you did well just now?"

  Nan Xi raised her eyes blankly, and saw Chen Moucen’s face rise in displeasure, and silently shook her head.

   "What's wrong?" Chen Moucen asked unsparing questions.

   Nan Xi blurted out and replied: "The feelings are not enough."

  She answered all the actor's easy mistakes, but Chen Moucen was even more angry. She rolled up the script and knocked Nan Xi on her head, cursing: "You can deal with my acting skills better than just now."

   turned his head and glanced at the old actors, and asked: "Where did you say she acted inappropriately?"

  The old actors looked at each other, but no one expressed their opinions.

  There is no way to make a statement at this time, and the severity is all inappropriate.

  I don’t know if Chen Moucen and Nan Xi can accept it.

  Slightly speaking, but not the main point, it also made Chen Moucen unhappy. I still feel that they are useless and just flattering.

  Wang Zhou really can't stand the embarrassment of everyone, and acted as a bird to express his attitude: "Xiao Xi is too good to play, not hot enough."

Everyone was like enlightened disciples who had been ordered by the master, and responded: "Yes, yes, the villain girl is cruel and eloquent. Nan Xi hasn't let go of tension a little, and secondly lacks the aura of danger. "

   "Well, that's right."

  "A group of hindsight!" Chen Moucen scolded, turning over the script to point to the 176th scene, and said: "Shi Jun, come here and film this."

Shi Jun bit his scalp and pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, stepped forward to look, and said loudly, "Old Chen, I know your intentions are good. Why don't I and Xiao Xi face the scene in private, don't delay the normal shooting. schedule."

   "Oh?" Chen Moucen laughed weirdly, "You mean I am using everyone's time to train apprentices?"

Shi Jun's expression changed, and he replied nervously, "Look at your temper. You are anxious when you say it. It hasn't changed in many years. I still don't know about you. Directors all over the world will act for personal gain, but you will not. In your early years, you But the only one who dared to point to Liu Haotian and curse at Liu Haotian, not to mention giving us a long face."

  Chen Moucen hummed contemptuously: "What is the early life?"

   Shi Jun hurriedly answered: "Yes, you are the same now."

  A few words of dialogue between the two dispelled everyone's worries. Before, they were afraid that a good anti-corruption drama would be turned into an urban drama for Nan Xi, and they all served as a foil.

   After careful consideration, Shi Jun made sense, and Chen Moucen valued his strength. If the strength is lacking, the Emperor Lao Tzu will come, and he will be as merciless as he is.

   Previously, he would acquiesce to Nan Xi's words, and most of them saw that Nan Xi acted well, plus a little selfishness.

  Nan Xi made an obvious mistake this time. It is impossible for him to just make a complimentary gesture of shielding.

"Well, I know you are afraid that Xiao Xi will not be able to catch our scene and delay the overall progress. So I am anxious to find out all the problems at the beginning, so that we can make adjustments and corrections when we film the main plot. The problem is absorbed by the people. Ability also takes time, so I can’t rush."

Shi Jun gave Wang Zhou a wink, and Wang Zhou said clearly, "Yes, Xiao Xi is smart. It gave her too much mental pressure, but it was counterproductive. Let's go down and shoot according to the set plot. Don't always toss about changing scenes."

   Shi Jun took advantage of Chen Moucen’s mouth to catch up, grabbed Nan Xi’s arm, dragged her away from the scene, and left the sentence: “You’re busy, I’m going to play with Xiao Xi.”

  The two quickly walked away from the crowd like fleeing, and came to the rest shed.

  Shijun sat on the chair that Huang Yi moved, took over the mineral water that chubby Ni was fond of, took two sips, and looked at Nan Xi with a smile in his eyes.

   "I thought you would stay stubbornly on the scene and make your master happy."

  After Nan Xi's little finger twitched the broken hair in her ear, she took the opportunity to glance at the distance and saw Chen Moucen sitting back on his exclusive pony tuck, her heart calmed down.

Turning her head to face Shi Jun, she blinked her Xing eyes slyly, and whispered, "I will stay there. It is useless except being scolded. It will only make his old man even more angry." Most importantly, she is not willing to be scolded. .

"Haha, you are quite clever, not foolish." Shi Jun pointed to the stool beside him and said, "Sit down, let's come to the right show, I will help you find the problem. Say it in advance, the film crew's fan too It’s horrible, I’ll give you a small cooking stove. You have to treat me to a good meal every week and open a gourmet cooking stove for me."

   "No problem." Nan Xi readily agreed.

   Immediately after, she saw a scene she never expected. Shi Jun opened the script and looked for the location of the 176th scene.

  Nan Xi pursed her lower lip and said justice: "You didn't memorize the script. It turns out that you are not helping me out, you are helping yourself."

  "Don't talk nonsense!" Shi Jun glared at Nan Xi fiercely.

  "The timing is very critical this time. If the opportunity is not to be missed, I will not come again. I suggest that I immediately find an opportunity to put the bug in his bag."

  Nan Xi pretended to be afraid and nodded, and said: "I'm not talking nonsense, then you answer, what follows my line."

  Waiting for a few seconds without waiting for a reply, Nan Xi replied in a tolerant manner: "The next sentence is, you know that I am at a high risk of exposure, so why bother to say it nicely."

   Immediately, regret filled Xing’s eyes, Nan Xi stared at the red-faced Shi Jun, and softly patted the conclusion: “You really didn’t memorize the script.”

  Shi Jun stuck one hand on the page of the first fifty scenes that he finally turned over, and reached out to cover Nan Xi's mouth with one hand.

  Nan Xi flashed sideways cleverly, her eyes gleaming like a treacherous fox.

"The whole TV series is 36 episodes. Only one-fourth of the one-hundred-and-sixth scenes of the TV series is reached, and there are more than 400 scenes behind. When you were old, you didn't even memorize half of it, so you are not very dedicated. You It’s useless to cover my mouth. There’s no guarantee that I’ll never speak. I just have to say it. Master, give it a try.

  She deliberately lowered her voice, but what she said all revealed naked sarcasm and threats.

   "Even so, what do you want?"

  (End of this chapter)