As a director, Kim Sung-young naturally had a lot of things. At this moment, he saw that Zhao Yongqi was not dissatisfied. Although he wanted to be by his side and had a condom relationship with him, he could only apologize for his guilt and go to work. After all, if the crew's preparations were stagnant because of his own delay, he was really worried that the big star in front of him who could not afford to offend him. If this was true, his director would have done it to the end.

I was bored and wearing a long coat, Zhao Yongqi moved his limbs in the open space on the set. Park Soo-ji followed him quietly five meters away, like a shadow who never left him.

Looking at the handsome and handsome back, Zhao Yongqi's voice suddenly sounded: "If it's cold, go to that lounge. Today it's minus ten degrees."

"Uh, are you talking to me?" Park Soo-ji, who was interrupted by a scammer, glanced around and found that there was no one around, so he asked with some caution.

"Haha, aren't you talking to you? Are you talking to the birds in the mountains?" Zhao Yongqi turned around with a smile, walked to Park Soo-ji, raised his hand and pointed at her pretty red face, "I just saw that your face was red, go to the lounge to warm it up. If there is anything, I will ask someone to call you."

"No, my job is to follow you, and I'm not cold at all, I've worn a lot of clothes." Park Soo-ji's pretty face flushed a little, but he refused the proposal without hesitation.

"Okay, you can do it yourself, don't freeze." Zhao Yongqi didn't like to force others, and nodded with a smile and said, "Then let's watch me fight with fists. I still need to exercise my muscles in the morning."

As he said that, regardless of Park Soo-ji's reaction, he stepped back a few meters and took off his gloves, put them in his pocket, and set off his posture.

Zhao Yongqi's set of fists was not fast, and it was not even fierce, but there was a strange rhythm between the flowing clouds and waters, which made Park Soo-ji, who was watching up close, slowly become addicted to it. At this moment, the girl even felt the air around her gathering towards the handsome man in front of her, as if the wind and clouds were rotating with his will.

After a long time, when Zhao Yongqi took back his last move, Park Soo-ji woke up as if in a dream. He subconsciously raised his hand and applauded, but he did not dare to get close to disturb him in the distance, but he also opened his eyes and looked at the staff for a long time, and also gave a burst of applause.

"Brother Xiao Qi, your boxing skills are so powerful. It seems that even the trajectory of the air can change." Park Soo-ji's little face was full of excitement when he saw something new. His pretty face turned slightly red and lowered a little and said, "And, it's really handsome."

"Haha, thanks for the praise." Zhao Yongqi waved to the staff who were applauding in the distance, and then walked to Park Soo-ji with a little heat, raised his hand and patted her shoulders and said, "Let's go, I guess it's about to start."

"Yes!" The little girl with a heavy focus immediately followed her and seemed to be inseparable.

When Zhao Yongqi walked back to the recording area, he found that several nanny cars came in the outer passage guarded by the security guard.

"Good morning Oppa."

"Frog Oppa, it's so early."

"Brother Xiao Qi, why did he come so early? I thought I was the first one."

Wan Ji, Lee Ji-eun, and Lee Kwang-soo got out of the nanny car parked near Zhao Yong-qi at the same time and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Well? Do you have such early trailers?" Zhao Yongqi glanced at the three of them in confusion, "Aren't they all my trailers in the morning?"

"Hehe, Frog Oppa, you're so stupid. We have to wait for a while without a bunch of flowers. When you rest, it's our turn." Lee Ji-eun jumped to Zhao Yongqi and smiled.

"Is that true?" Zhao Yongqi turned his gaze to Yun Zhi. Compared to the unreliable little girl, he believed in Yun Zhi more.

Meng Zhi, who nodded slightly, walked slowly with a giggle and said with a smile: "The filming here is different from yours. We are revolving around the most important roles, just as Ji-eun said, except for you, the other actors in the first episode have to wait for the time being. When you rest or need to change clothes, the director will pick a piece of our trailer at any time."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Yongqi nodded, and then he realized that Korean artists are actually far more harder than Chinese artists. But then again, Chinese second-tier actors are not well treated, and they still have to make a fortune.

Zhao Yongqi was not interested in changing the traditional customs of other people's countries, so he realized that he was not deliberately bullied, so he no longer cared about it. After laughing and chatting with Meng Zhi and others for a few words, the venue came to inform Zhao Yongqi and was about to be on camera.

Because the first scene was a modern version of the trailer, and he was wearing a photogenic clothes, so after just handing over the coat to Park Soo-ji, he went straight to the set.

About an hour later, Zhao Yongqi's three films ended. With director Kim Sung-young's complimentary praise and the quiet voice of "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Xiao Qi" sounding along with his walking, he returned to the side of Mon Chi and others.

As soon as he approached Meng Zhi and others, Zhao Yongqi's originally warm smile slowly disappeared.

At this moment, Mon Ji and Lee Kwang Soo were sitting on a chair and looking down at the script, obviously reviewing the lines. The two of them were wearing thick cold-proof blankets, and the hot coffee given by their respective agents was also placed on the table beside them. It was obvious that they did not see him walking back.

A little apart five or six meters apart, Lee Ji-eun stomped his feet and jumped around in the spot with the script. His beautiful little face was obviously red from cold. Apart from a chair, there was not even a cup of hot drink on the small table.

If this is the case, Zhao Yongqi would feel distressed at most, but looking at the nanny car not far away, a pair of men and women holding hot drinks and talking and laughing, the evil fire in his heart suddenly surged up.

"Brother Xiao Qi, thank you for your hard work." Park Soo-ji had already rushed over with a cold blanket. At this moment, he stopped and then stepped forward to put it on him.

"Yeah." He responded reluctantly, and walked directly to Park Soo-ji's hand to take the cold blanket. Zhao Yongqi, who frowned, strode and still stomped his feet around Lee Ji-eun, who was stomping his feet in circles, gently putting the cold blanket on her.

"Frog Oppa? Have you finished taking pictures?" Lee Ji-eun sucked the tip of his nose, and the smile on his face was still so beautiful.

"Well, the shot is over." Zhao Yongqi tightened the cold-proof blanket on the little girl's body without any silence, "Why don't you even have a blanket?"

"Oh, the agent said he forgot to take it." Lee Ji-eun did not doubt that he had him. He was very naive and pouted and said, "Hui Ji-eun is in poor health and returns to his hometown. The new agent arranged in the company is a bit... Well, it's not as good as Hui Ji-eune."


Chapter completed!