562 Fishing Idol (28)

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Suna stayed at home and wrote songs for the next few days. It wasn't until Ye Hong informed her that she was about to go to the set that she rushed there early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, the time was obviously advanced, but when we arrived at the shooting studio, we found that the surroundings were already full of people. Even actors who have nothing to do with the plot are in place.

The entire crew was surrounded from three levels inside and three outside. It seemed like there was going to be a small concert here soon, and the people below turned into fans.

Suna glanced helplessly and found that there were no empty seats, so he had to find a seat behind the door.

The actress next to her was still touching up her makeup, and her assistant was passing the message: "Brother Liang asked you not to mess around."

"Why did I mess up? What if I get noticed?" The actress turned a deaf ear to this.

Even if she only got a shot, she earned it.

The assistant behind him didn't say anything more and sighed softly. Thinking about it, I think it makes sense, so I've accepted it as such.

Suna glanced at her and then looked in the direction ahead.

Good guy, every outfit has hidden secrets, and none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

Suna saw a pure-looking little girl wearing a deep-necked sweater, slightly revealing her contrasting career line.

"……"high pressure.

I originally wanted to continue composing tunes, but now I’m not in the mood anymore.

Suna sat in the back with a confused mind, and took out his mobile phone to browse Weibo in boredom.

The slender young man with long legs pushed the door in, his slender white fingers pressed against the door panel. The iris-blue hair pressed under the brim of his hat shone faintly under the light, and his skin was as white as snow.

Suna held the phone and raised her eyes subconsciously.

At the same time, there were strange movements in the surrounding crowd, as if they were trying their best to suppress their excited emotions. I am also someone else's idol, but I didn't expect that I would want to scream like a fan.

The young man walked in slowly, with black ear-returns on his white ears, and the white lights below flashed rhythmically as he walked at a leisurely pace. Wearing a dark trench coat, he feels alienated, and his figure is cold and aloof.

From the side angle of Gu Zhen/span...n, you can see the slightly drooped eyelashes of the other party, and the long and curled wings like butterflies stay docile and calm. The three-dimensional facial features are like the most perfect work of the Creator in his life.

The real person is simply more exquisite than any photo poster, and it can be called a stunning hook. If it is said that good-looking people are fed by God, then he must be the type that God chases after him and feeds him, and forces him to eat even if he doesn't want to eat.

Fortunately, Suna was used to this look and stared at him silently.

As soon as the young man came in, he turned around, his beautiful eyes not looking this way the whole time. Don't look at anyone.

The female celebrities who have been waiting for the opportunity showed regret.

Suna thought that she was just looking for inspiration for the song, and her identity was not included in the filming crew, so her name was not on the document.

The other party probably didn't know she was coming.

But even if he did, how could he take the time to look at other people's names if he was so busy with his schedule?

Thinking of this, Suna looked away.

If you want to reach for the stars, you have to at least stand on a high place, right?

Even if they knew each other, she couldn't even strike up a conversation easily now.

Now that the time has come, all filming will naturally put him first.

The lights in the entire venue were dimmed, and a dark and bright firearm was placed on the desk. The cold and delicate young man was illuminated by incandescent light, and his eyelashes were outlined with a layer of light color.

He blinked lightly, and when he raised his head again, he looked quietly at the focused camera. There was a faint smile in his dark eyes, but there was a storm brewing deep inside.

The straight bridge of his nose seems to separate everything, completely breaking away from the real identity and entering the character.