He Is Warmer Than Time

On August 18, the weather was extremely hot, blue sky and white clouds, and there was no wind. Du Dapeng drove Gu Jingxing to Hangzhou to listen to the report. Then, in the evening, he changed into a casual white shirt and got in the car. Hengyang World Studios.

In the film and television city, after dinner, Feng Baoer brought two cups of mung bean soup and handed a cup to Song Ran: "Drink some, ice in the well water to relieve the heat."

Song Ran waved his hand: "Stop drinking, it's too troublesome to go to the toilet to undress."

Feng Baoer shrugged: "I want to drink a little, it's too hot this day."

With a high temperature of nearly forty degrees, Song Ran wore a three-layer thick robe, and she felt almost steamed. She kept fanning the folding fan in her hand. She didn't dare to wipe the sweat casually. She had to start shooting in a while, and wipe her makeup. You have to put on makeup again, which is too time-consuming.

Feng Baoer drank the mung bean soup and said, "What is the scene that was filmed at night, don't you know?"

Song Ran patted the script in his hands: "I know, the intimate scene of the two of us is going to kiss."

Feng Bao'er lowered her head and smiled: "Well, how do you plan to...how do you shoot?"

Song Ran took it for granted: "I take a loan, how else can I do it?"

In this era, the atmosphere is not so open. Many of the kiss scenes between the actors are shot in a dislocation, not to mention that they are still two women. This is not to be asked too much.

Feng Baoer coughed slightly: "The borrowing is of course borrowing. I just want to ask you, you shouldn't have experience in filming such a scene? Will it be embarrassing then?"

Song Ran touched the back of his head: "It shouldn't be."

Feng Baoer reluctantly smiled: "Then I will rest assured..." He sent the mung bean soup forward again: "Don't really have a cup? It's cool and delicious, and it's comfortable to drink."

Song Ran waved his hand: "No way, no way."

Feng Baoer said again: "Yao Xifeng, your suitor, I think he intends to be stationed in the crew for a long time, coming in and out with the staff every day."

Song Ran glanced at Yao Xifeng, who was chatting with the director not far away, and raised his eyebrows: "If he loves to be stationed, let him be stationed. He has a share in this TV series and he should understand the filming process."

Feng Baoer looked at her with her cheeks: "Then Boss Yao will give you the special meals delivered by the small stove every day, so you will give you some face, accept and eat, and if you don’t eat it, you don’t eat it. If you don’t eat it, it’s a waste of money. ."

Song Ran raised his hand and said righteously: "Eat people with short mouths, and be soft with hands."

Feng Baoer continued to ask: "Don't you like him?"

Song Ran's eyes widened: "Of course I don't like him."

She has never told the crew about Gu Jingxing, that more is worse than less, after all, she hasn't reached the point of digging in with these people.

Feng Baoer said: "I think he is pretty good, and he looks good, tall and family."

Song Ran's eyes glowed: "Do you like him?"

Feng Baoer was choked by the mung bean soup and kept coughing. Song Ran quickly patted her on the back: "What are you nervous about? You don't really like him? I can tell you, I am not behind others. It's bad things, but you'd better understand it before you say it. He had a pretty dark history before, and you can decide whether you want to continue to like him after you understand it.

Feng Baoer flushed, staring at her: "Who told you that I like Yao Xifeng?"

Song Ran helplessly spread his hands: "I think you are very interested in him."

Feng Baoer glared at her: "Stop talking nonsense with you, hurry up and come to film."