Chapter 459 (1/2)

Well, you can't Xia Lin was anxious, ”Chuyan, I suddenly feel that you are particularly pretentious. Are you afraid that teacher Ling is fake? You've taken me as a gutter oil. You've made so many big plays before that you kiss the audience to tears. Just touch me and kill you. ”

Xia Lin felt that she asked not to be a stand in. She was so disgusted by Chu Yan that she had no face.

”I'm not what you think.” Chu Yandao.

”That's what you are.” Charlene turned and she didn't want to shoot.

Chu Yan suddenly saw a raging wave coming from the sea, which gave people an atmosphere of indulgence. He took a deep breath and suddenly said, ”then Try it. ”

The director over there was shouting, ”the last time, I changed the script because I didn't shoot it well.”

Xia Lin turned around and said, ”Chu Yan, it's the last time. If you're ng again, even I'll criticize your acting skills.”

Chu Yan nodded, looking at her, staring at her eyes, if there is no smile, ”yes, the last time.”

When the two people's lips slowly approached, another wave came from the sea, which seemed to be a blessing for them. It was beautiful but transient, and the wave soon disappeared.

At the same time, the kiss will soon end.

Chu Yan holds the back of Xia Lin's head, feels her soft long hair, and hears the director's excited voice: ”very good, the second act of kissing!”

Heard that, Chuyan let go of Xialin, turned and sat on the beach looking at the sea.

Xia Lin had already run to the director and said, ”great, it's over. It's been a whole morning?”

”Yes, fortunately, Chu Yan found his feeling at the last moment, or he might have to stay here for several days.” After that, the director announced the completion of the final seascape shooting and went back to Gangdong to start filming the interior.

At the end of the day, Xia Lin talks with the executive writer in front, and Chu Yan follows at the back.

”Did you write the play?”

”I didn't write it.” Executive scriptwriter quickly shook his head, ”I'm only responsible for execution.”

”Who wrote it?”

”You'll know when you're done.”

”I don't know until I finish filming.” Charlene is a little disappointed. She really wants to meet the screenwriter because she appreciates it.

Chu Yan was listening to them behind, with no expression on his face, looking worried.

Behind him suddenly someone patted his shoulder, Chu Yan turned back, slightly surprised to see sushi.

He frowned. Last time this woman tried to buy up the water army, she still failed to win his powerful public relations team. Now when we meet again, Chu Yan has no guilt for her, only nausea.

As Charlene said, Susie is like gutter oil. It's disgusting.

The front of the crew has gone far, Chu Yan stopped, looking at Suxi, his face is disdainful.

”Chu Yan, you look like you have something on your mind?” Susie, however, ignored his tired eyes and laughed to herself.

”If you have something to say.” Chu Yan snorted coldly.