Chapter 115

Just one scene and one line make everyone's eyes on him.

An Xiaxia's heart for Rong Che's infatuation with flowers stops beating with a brush.

Last time I was in the studio, I still don't think that until today, she found that Sheng Yize is very suitable for ancient costume.

His eyebrows and eyes are clear and handsome, and his acting is not flurried, which makes people think that he is the son of the young handsome emperor.

So handsome It's so beautiful

Anxia Xia covers her chest and looks at the stage stupidly.

A scene was soon finished. It was about night Huan coming to ask the immortal Changrong to teach swordsmanship. The immortal Changrong gave a test to see the strength of night Huan.

Although the director can't help frowning, and some don't think the performance is very good, but think about the investor's favor for Rong Che, he only sighed and told himself: that's it.

However, when looking at the scene of Sheng Yize, his eyebrows and eyes become very gentle.

This child, only 17 years old, already has such bearing and mind. In time, the future is bound to be limitless!

He picked up the trumpet and shouted, "all departments, the next scene, the night Huan sword dance, props group ready, Eze, ready?"

Sheng Yize nods his head and looks around and lands on the girl in the corner.

Her black and bright eyes stared very big, the small fist unconsciously clenched and looked at herself.

Sheng Yize bent his lips, a smile, so that all the women on the field are rippling.

How I want to be ten or twenty years younger, to have a love affair with such a handsome boy!

Shooting continues.

The young man in black clothes and hair holds his sword in one hand, shakes out a beautiful sword flower, and dances under the peach blossom in the sky.

The sword dance is Xiaoxiao and the peach blossom is long. It seems that he dances for his beloved, but the expression on his face is too cold to be blasphemous.

The last move falls, the long sword is cold, and a peach blossom falls on the tip of the sword. The artistic conception is breathtaking.

"Good! Good! Good! " Director excitedly read three good words, even card forgot to read!

Sheng Yize calmly collected his sword, and the blower beside him was blowing. His long black hair rose in the wind and fell down slowly, as if it had fallen in his heart.

Anxia Xia's heart turns from static, from slow to fast, and she covers her heart in a helpless way.

Plop - plop - plop -

jump faster and faster, as if to jump out of the heart.

She couldn't even tell if she was infected by the character of yehuan or To Sheng Yize.

"Hey, don't be lazy here!" A female voice shouted and pushed anshasha.

Anxia Xia is back to her mind. When she looks at her eyes, she feels familiar with the woman in front of her

Well, it seems that Qi Qi called her last time she took a dramatic picture?

"What can I do for you?" Asked Anxia politely.

"Of course! Don't you see that everyone is busy? You are so lazy! " Qi Qi denounced an Xiaxia and said, "take out at noon today, you buy it!"

Anxia Xiahuan looks around. There are dozens or hundreds of actors and workers on site. How could she buy it alone?

But Qi Qi just ordered to leave, and Anxia Xia was confused for a long time. Finally, she could only move weakly to Sheng Yize, who was resting beside her.

"That Sheng Yize... " She poked Sheng Ezer's arm.