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Putting down the car seat, Wang Fei leaned back **** the seat.

I asked Liu Tianchi just now, and there are still about two hours before the scene she is about to shoot, Wang Fei decided to squint for a while, and then use the best mental state to make a cameo appearance in her Ai Lang's movie.

"Dangdangdang..."

But as soon as he closed his eyes, someone knocked on the car window from the outside.

Looking through the street lights outside, she found that it was her friend Leslie Cheung, and Wang Fei immediately opened the door.

"Why, are you done shooting the camera?"

"It's over."

Opening the car door and sitting in the passenger seat, Leslie Cheung happily picked up Wang Fei's thermos.

"Tea, water or coffee?"

"chicken soup!"

"Uh..." Leslie Cheung, who wanted to drink some boiled water, was surprised.

"It's really chicken soup. I didn't lie to you. I asked that cook to make it just now, and it cost me 200 yuan."

"For him?"

Leslie Cheung pointed in the direction of the gas station. At this moment, Sun Hao was sitting behind the director's monitor wearing a radio headset and directing the play.

"if not?"

Wang Fei blew on the short lock of hair on her forehead.

"Can I drink?"

"Of course I can, it's your share!" Wang Fei pointed to another thermos cup on the center console of the car.

"Hehe, thanks!"

Leslie Cheung was also polite, unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and then poured a cup into the lid...

Immediately, the car was filled with aromas.

"Well, not bad, it's the taste I like to drink."

"Drink more if you like. I'm afraid we will have a hard time tonight." Wang Fei hid in the driver's seat and turned around, preparing to find a comfortable position to sleep.

"Afei, do you really intend to share the joys and sorrows with Sun Hao?"

"Of course!

What she Zeng Li can do, she can do too. "

"Well…"

The sudden words made Leslie Cheung silent. After drinking two cups of chicken soup, he let out a long breath and said:

"Affi, why bother?"

"Why bother?

Hehe, the main reason is that I can't find a better man than Sun Hao, he can satisfy all my fantasies about men, sunshine, handsome, healthy, cool, talented, rich, know how to love and take care of women..., um, It even surprises me from time to time! "

"Then..., does Zeng Li know?"

Leslie Cheung pondered for a moment before asking this crucial question.

"Yeah, she's not stupid.

I lived next door to his house in the capital, how could Zeng Li not guess what was going on? "It was half lying down, but at this time, Wang Fei adjusted the seat and let herself sit up again.

"But during the meal just now, I saw that you and Zeng Li were talking and laughing."

"Yes, that's it. Maybe this is the sadness of being a woman. Who made us fall in love with a man at the same time, but no one wants to let go." Wang Fei smiled faintly, and then tears suddenly flowed out .

"Maybe you call me cheap, call me not up to date, how can you fall in love with a boy who is seven or eight years younger than you.

But, A Zong, I really have nothing to do, sometimes I even feel that Sun Hao is older than me, and much older, because he looks at me like he is pampering a naughty child, woo woo woo..."

Messy hair, wearing glasses, white shirt with little ink stains...

At this time, Huang Xiaoming looked like a frail scholar, without the slightest temperament of an idol.

He drove the car into the gas station, honked the horn hard, and immediately three staff members in yellow overalls surrounded him.

"Oil, add 100 yuan to me."

Huang Xiaoming smiled timidly, and handed out a hundred-yuan bill casually.

Zhu Yawen took it, flicked it with his hand, and gave Huang Bo a look.

Huang Bo understood, took the oil gun, and got into the Buick driven by Huang Xiaoming.

Huang Xiaoming is a serious person, he likes to stare at the number jumping on the fuel dispenser, but when he saw that the amount of money had exceeded 100 but the gasoline was still being filled into the car, he became anxious immediately, opened the door and jumped out.

"What's the matter with you guys?

As I said, only 100 yuan is added, only 100 yuan is added. "

"OK, it's over, the next shot!"

"Ah!"

"185 yuan, thank you!"

"Fart, I won't give it." Huang Xiaoming was a little excited.

"As I said just now, I only add 100 yuan."

"Hmm..." Zhu Yawen looked at him coldly.

"Erasure five yuan for you, 180, thank you."

"That doesn't work, I'll just add 100 yuan..." But before Huang Xiaoming finished speaking, he slapped him.

"Well…"

Looking at Huang Xiaoming who was filming under the gas station, Liu Xiaoli who was waiting to enter was a little stunned.

"girl…"

"Um?"

Liu Yifei didn't leave, but stood next to the red Cadillac and watched the filming, while helping her mother to cheer up.

"Why do I feel like I've been lied to?"

"How could it be?" Liu Yifei turned to look at her.

"Mom, you didn't agree to that Jin Dong, how could you be deceived by him?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Liu Xiaoli blushed, she didn't know who she learned from, and now she was a little outspoken.

How can you make fun of your mother's boyfriend? !

"Oh mom, you are blushing, could it be that you really..."

"Get out, do you talk to mom like that?" Liu Xiaoli reached out and hit her daughter, and then said, "I said that I might be cheated by your class teacher Sun Hao. What he said was that I would be locked in the same car as Andy Lau. in the trunk."

"Yes!"

"But girl, look, the person who was stuffed into the trunk of the car is obviously Huang Xiaoming?"

"Eh..., what's going on?" Liu Yifei also felt that something was wrong.

How could the same plot be used twice in one movie? This is not the movie "Source Code" shot by Mr. Sun Hao.

"No, I have to ask Sun Hao." Liu Yifei was still confused, and Liu Xiaoli was about to open the car door to find Sun Hao.

But at this moment, Chen Hao started playing the board.

"Ah!"

"Sister, take the money, the total is 216." The ruffian Zhu Yawen leaned his body on the red Cadillac, and then pointed to the number on the tanker.

"I have no money!"

Liu Xiaoli's aura was in full swing, with an angry expression from the inside out.

What else are you doing?

My old lady, I was deceived into this by Sun Hao's grandson. He was obviously in love with De Hua, but in the end, he was replaced by Huang Xiaoming.

"Young, are you quite stubborn?"

Gao Yunxiang leaned in from the co-pilot's window, and immediately pulled out the Cadillac's key.

Zhu Yawen opened the car door and lifted Liu Xiaoli out of the car with one hand.

"Since you don't want to take money, I'll find you a good place to go."

"Papa papa..."

The filming of this scene is over~www.mtlnovel.com~ Sun Hao didn't shout the command "passed" as usual, but stood up and applauded to pay respect to Liu Xiaoli.

"The Town Demon Museum"

For the first time facing the camera lens, she just passed one by one. This kind of Liu Xiaoli is worthy of praise.

"Mom, you are amazing!" Liu Yifei also ran over and hugged Liu Xiaoli.

But Liu Xiaoli secretly sighed.

What am I good at?

The real one is Sun Hao, your homeroom teacher. I didn't expect him to be able to grasp my psychology so accurately!

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