After lunch, Cheng He didn't even stay and talk to everyone. Just in Zhao Yongqi's "hot" eyes like a wolf and a tiger, he sneaked to the set with white-haired sweat on his forehead. Unfortunately, the monk could escape and the temple. The screams of forced yoga that night resounded throughout the hotel...

The next morning, Zhao Yongqi walked straight into the set with the little tail named Park Soo-ji behind him. At present, his recording is basically changing crews a day, and he is very busy every day. Fortunately, in Wu Mei Niang's play, in addition to him, others have heavy scenes, so the shooting progress is not very strong. With the development of technology, more and more outdoor scenes are actually synthesised through post-production. In fact, actors only need to stand in front of the scenic spot and perform according to the script, otherwise he will not have time to just sit in the outdoor scene. However, this kind of technology depends on how much investment the crew has. The rich and powerful special effects can be completely fake and real, and the effect is even better than the real outdoor scene. But if it is a special effect of 50 cents, then...

However, these are not a problem for Zhao Yongqi. The crew he joined were all spending money like water. He would never end up with the final special effects problem and ruining the entire drama. In addition, Qian Qiming and Xu Wenwei and two other top domestic directors checked, just the trailer he cut now made everyone very satisfied.

"Ok!" With the director's shout, the morning drama was recorded.

Zhao Yongqi, wearing a dragon robe, just as he walked out of the door, amid the greetings of the staff on the set, such as "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Xiao Qi," Park Soo-ji had already walked over with a cotton coat and put it on him. In the chilly spring weather in early April, he wore very thin clothes, especially clothes with large sleeves like dragon robe, which did feel a little cold.

"Oba has worked hard, and there is a show to be held at 1:00 in the afternoon. It's only an hour before now. Will Opba be having lunch on the set?" Park Soo-ji smiled and helped Zhao Yongqi tidy up his coat, then asked gently.

"Yeah." Zhao Yongqi nodded and said with a smile: "Go to the crew to get a few lunch boxes and just fill your stomach."

"Okay, I'll get it now, and the crew has been left behind." Park Soo-ji smiled and bowed slightly, then walked out.

Although it was an indoor flower, because there was another episode in the room in the afternoon, Zhao Yongqi naturally walked out of the room and left it to the staff to work. He seemed too lazy to run to the farther lounge and sat directly on the steps.

After a while, Park Soo-ji walked over with two lunch boxes and said to Zhao Yongqi in a little embarrassed manner: "Oba, the uncle who divided the lunch boxes over there forgot, and only these two are left."

"It's okay." Although the number is a bit small, Zhao Yongqi is also very kind. In his opinion, who has not made any mistakes? If it is a noisy now, the uncle will definitely eat the first place later. Then he smiled and took one, patted the steps beside him and said, "Suji hasn't eaten it before, right? Sit down and eat together."

"This..." Park Soo-ji hesitated for a moment, looked at the lunch box in his hand, and followed it for almost two years. How could Park Soo-ji not know Zhao Yongqi's appetite? He was about to refuse but saw the handsome man in front of him staring at her with a deep eyes with a smile. The girl knew that if the person in front of him decided, it would not be so easy to change, so she simply nodded, responded sweetly, and sat beside Zhao Yongqi and opened the lunch box.

Within two minutes, at the speed of Zhao Yongqi's meal, a box of lunch easily entered his stomach without leaving a grain of rice. Just as he threw away the lunch box and was happily chewing the bones that had been gnawed without any image, he saw the poplar and small buns in the palace dress coming slowly.

"Xiao Qi, why are you sitting here for dinner?" Yang Mu looked at Zhao Yongqi with some curiosity.

"Oh, I'm going to start recording soon in the afternoon, so I'm too lazy to run around." Zhao Yongqi didn't mind, throwing away the bones in his hand, taking the wet wipes handed by Park Soo-ji, and smirking at the two goddesses in front of him, "Is this the two of you going to have another scheming?"

Before the two girls could speak, Park Soo-ji said in a rare way: "Oba, there is something else now. Can I buy some snacks for you?"

"No, no." Zhao Yongqi waved his hand and said softly: "It's cold today. The climate in the south often runs outside and is prone to rheumatism. You can just go to the lounge and sit in it. I guess I won't stop until five o'clock."

He said unintentionally, and the listener was interested. The little bun, who had not noticed it, saw the empty lunch box thrown beside Zhao Yongqi, and his eyebrows were raised. The girl who was usually soft and weak actually raised her voice like a concubine: "Brother Qi, what's going on? The crew doesn't even feed you food?"

Yang Mu was stunned, then frowned, and a little anger appeared in his eyes.

Originally, I saw Zhao Yongqi working very hard recently and his complexion was not as good as usual. Even Lee Ji-eun and Feifei, who usually like to play with him, are very well-behaved during this period and always want him to rest for a while. To be honest, if you don’t care and don’t feel sorry for them, how could these girls be like this? It’s good now. Look at the people you care about, you start recording from 8 o’clock to twelve o’clock in the morning, and you don’t even have a rest time, one after another, but you missed the meal and couldn’t even get a box lunch. The girls in a bad mood broke out.

The sound of the little bun is not very loud, but the unique voice of a girl is far more likely to attract others' attention when she speaks loudly than a man's yelling.

Sister Zhou, who is in charge of the crew's internal affairs, and Qian Qiming, who is talking to the assistant director, almost at the same time, both turned their heads back. Zhao Yongqi quickly stood up at this moment, grabbed the hands of the two "wifes" in front of him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Two beloved concubines, I haven't starved to death, it's okay, I just forgot to stay. Just let Suzy buy some food later."

Xiao Baozi said seriously, "I sleep less often and I'm busy recording. There's no way to do this, but how can I not even eat well? What if I get sick? People use stand-in and still make money. I still have time to go on vacation. Brother Qi, you will not be willing to do it. What's going on now? It's too much!"

Qian Qiming walked over with his hands behind his back, frowned and asked loudly, "Little girl, what happened?"

Today's little bun is abnormal, no matter how Zhao Yongqi winked, and he expounds what he is watching with Qian Qiming like a bean.



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Chapter completed!