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Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh taste good

Maybe nothing can be seen in the camera.
But the storyboard director is close to him and always feels that it is no different from real kisses.
Bo Jiu wanted to retreat, but the camera opposite reminded himself that if he retreated, if the paper fell off, he would have to do it again.
It would be easier to pass it once.
Just maintain this posture for three seconds.
Bo Jiu looked at the handsome man who was so close to him. When the great god turned sideways, his eyelashes could pass through her face, like feathers, scratching her face.
My mind seemed to be empty, and my thoughts were blank.
It seems that only the heartbeat is left.
One second, two seconds...three seconds.
After three seconds, Bo Jiu pulled away. Although his fair and clean face was not red, he still had a bit of coolness as usual, but his eyes were obviously a little slow.
Qin Mo glanced at the boy, with a gentle and intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth, but his voice was casual: "It tastes good."
Storyboard Director:...
Taste...taste...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Her nosebleeds!
Why is she so excited?
Calm down!
The great god is just talking.
The main thing is that the sentence tastes good.
The great god adds lines so ambiguously.
If the picture is released, do you want the fans to get upset?
The director was very satisfied and kept nodding: "It's very good, the expressions and lines are very good."
"Director Wang, this is not a movie." The assistant whispered to remind him.
The director switched his expressions in minutes, and was quite deep: "What, the performance is good. Don't cut this scene, it's very variety show effect."
Lin Chentao looked around the two people, turned around and looked at the cameraman fiercely.
Videographer Wangtian, he really has no confidence this time. They are not a basic program anymore...
Qin Mo was no different from usual. After leaving the boy with a piece of paper, he looked at the camera. His ascetic temperament had not changed at all. He was arrogant but was not disgusting at all: "This task has been completed, what about the next task?"
The storyboard director coughed heavily, reminding all work partners to concentrate.
It’s strange that they have also photographed big star kisses before. Why did they come to Qin Shen so easily? No, I have to keep it a little bit!
“Collect love.”
This time Rao Rong will announce the content of the mission.
His voice sounds nice and has a low magnetic smile.
"You should be very hungry. Now in front of you are the mangoes and coconuts wholesale from the old farmers from the market. Help the old men sell all these things and have lunch."
Hearing words.
The guests looked different.
"Sales?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Sanpang was very serious: "No need to sell it, I'll eat it. I'll make sure it's over. Tao'er, please buy it for me."
"I don't have money, my mobile phone card bag was confiscated by the program team. Did you forget?" Lin Chentao was still complaining about the mode: "And fat man, I am hostile to you now. Do you know what the hostile camp means? Little Spade, come here, come here, let's discuss how to sell coconuts with your appearance!"
"Damn it, where is the hostile camp that has been agreed upon? "Zhao Sanpang: "Don't compete with me for spades."
Storyboard Director:...
"Divid it into three groups, and determine the quality of lunch based on the amount of money sold in each group!"
This sentence was shouted by the director holding a loudspeaker.
Chapter completed!
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