Chapter 504: Really hit it (2/2)

When Yan Hua shouted to stop, Promise quickly came over and said, ”That, are you okay?” He asked Yan Huan worriedly, if he had just shot heavy.

”Ah, it's okay, it's okay,” Yan Huan waved his hand, but this sentence made her toothache grin, ”This is normal, you don't have to worry about it.”

By the way, she remembered that there was still a part of it.

”I see, I took the shots of the Queen Mother too, you see,” she pointed to her face. ”What a good look, no more makeup.”

The color couldn’t help laughing, “You’re a good idea now, okay, let’s work overtime again and take a few shots of the Empress Dowager together, which will save some time for the rest of the scene and everyone can do it today. Let it go earlier.”

Obviously, no one objected to this kind of overtime work, and it was still very pleasant. It was also a coincidence. The queen mother did not remove her makeup. Yan Huan continued to make up her makeup. This is just OK, not only saves the makeup artist The thing that saves the photographer's thing, why don't you bother about it.

Half an hour later, the drama of the Queen Mother was also finished, and everyone can pack up and go back to rest.

Yan Huan wiped off the makeup on her face, and then changed into her own clothes. In the afternoon, she didn’t have her play, so she had a swollen face and couldn’t shoot it. The following are the scenes of Su Muran and Qingjun. Well, the relationship between the hero and the hero is sublimated, and the drama is too sweet.

”Huh...” Rowling stared at her half of her face. ”It's all swollen like this.”

”I'm devoting myself to art,” Yan Huan didn't feel anything, even when eating, it was really sour, and I felt that my teeth were going to be soured.

”Well, you are very devoted,” Rowling didn't know what to say about her, but that's why Yan Huan was able to get to this point. She was filming seriously, she was using her body, everything she was interpreting One role, and for each role, she also deliberately understands and interprets them.

After eating, Yan Huan was a little tired, so she leaned on the chair and fell asleep. Rowling walked over and covered a coat on her body. At this time, Yan Huan's face was still swollen, as if it were more than before More swollen.

She shook her head and sat next to Yan Huan, and everyone else had finished her meal and sat down to discuss the plot, except for Su Muran, who was particularly famous.

Yan Huan woke up after about an hour of sleep, and the studio was already busy.

In the absence of her play, she sits aside, or memorizes her own lines, or just watch other people acting, in fact, no matter who it is, the new star is good, the old play bones, there is always a light on her body, you have to rely on Find it yourself.

She was sitting on a chair with lines on her legs. Rowling took the medicine and came over, then bent down and wiped her face gently.

”If your man comes and sees you like this, what do you say he will do?”

Yan Huan put his hands on his face, ”He will not talk to me, and cold war with me.”

She couldn't help but touch her face, but Rowling patted her hand unkindly, ”Don't move, just apply the medicine, your hands are so white?”