Yu Zhenling didn't ask if you would make a perfume.

Instead, he said directly, "You can make perfume."

Subjectively, Yu Zhenling believed that Meng Fu knew it. After she said that, she hurriedly said: "Don't hang up my phone first. The Xianghui Association is an association in the capital. It is difficult for the Painting Association to achieve international influence. If you can join the Xianghui Association, you will never be able to change it if you stay in the entertainment industry for ten years..."

Perhaps because of the Tong family and Yu family's fear of Meng Fu in the past two days, and Meng Fu's solution to ms, Yu Zhenling's tone of speaking to Meng Fu has improved.

"No, I'll have to film tomorrow." Meng Fu hung up the phone without waiting for her to finish speaking.

Then he turned off the phone directly and finally looked at Zhao Fan, "Sister Fan, don't answer this woman's phone number in the future."

This is the phone.

Yu Zhenling was stunned when she listened to the busy voice on her phone, and finally pursed her lips.

"Mom, what did she say?" Jiang Xinran smiled and looked at Yu Zhenling, and his hands on both sides tightly grabbed the clothes.

Yu Yong also looked at Yu Zhenling.

Yu Zhenling shook her head, "She can't make perfume at all. I told her to make perfume, and she said she will film a movie tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinran relaxed.

Yu Yong was not surprised. When Mr. Yu called Meng Fu before, Meng Fu also said that he wanted to film.

He shook his head and stopped asking.

**

The next day, Meng Fu continued to film with the group.

Zhao Fan went to Shengyu headquarters early in the morning to help Meng Fu talk about the next resource.

Meng Fu came to the crew to pick her up.

Along with Su Cheng, there is also the follower Su Di.

Meng Fu's dressing room is private. As soon as she came in, she saw Meng Fu and Su Cheng inside, and Su Di who was putting down a fresh-keeping box.

"Grandpa Jiang contacted me in the morning and said that your phone couldn't be connected," Su Cheng sat on the sofa in the dressing room, holding a Pear computer in his hand. He should be working, his tone was slow and he didn't look up when he spoke: "He said someone in Xiang Xie was looking for you."

"No." Meng Fu sat in the makeup position and asked the makeup artist to play with her hairstyle that she was filming today.

By the way, she lowered her head and turned on her phone. After she turned off the phone last night, she never turned on her phone again.

She turned on her phone and sent a WeChat message to Grandpa Jiang. She leaned against the back of the chair and picked up the mathematics study questions she had not finished yesterday and continued to do it.

Su Di had never been to the crew before, so when he came, he followed Meng Fu as a bodyguard. After Meng Fu finished his makeup, he handed the breakfast to Meng Fu.

Because there is no kitchen here, I bought Sudi’s breakfast and the packaging is very exquisite.

Outside, Director Gao called Meng Fu to take today's script.

Meng Fu has more scenes today than yesterday.

Jiang Li and Qin Hao were also there. Seeing Meng Fu coming, Director Gao handed her the key script that Meng Fu was going to film today.

When Meng Fu took the script, Director Gao focused on Meng Fu's hand—

Most of the female artists' hands are well maintained, but Meng Fu is different. Her thumb and index finger have a thin layer of calluses.

Director Gao paused.

Qin Hao also looked at Meng Fu, took the initiative to say hello to her, and exchanged Weibo with her, "Your last fight scene was very good."

"Thank you." Meng Fu took over his role, waved at Qin Hao, continued to go back to his dressing room, and did the remaining exercises.

After she left, Qin Hao's assistant could not help but look at Meng Fu's direction, "She is so strange."

"Why is it strange?" Qin Hao and Director Gao both looked at the assistant.

"Look at the clothes she wore when she came in the morning, her shirt and jeans were obviously street stalls," the assistant seemed to be very concerned about Meng Fu, "but what she ate was from Yushenfang."

The breakfast at Yushenfang is available in limited quantities, not only is it difficult to buy, but it also requires a membership card to buy it.

Meng Fu was wearing street stall goods, and the mobile phones he used were not commonly used by ordinary people on the market, but very old goods, but food was so expensive, which was really a contradictory complex.

Speaking of this, the assistant couldn't help but mutter, "Didn't she say she brought the capital into the group? I don't think how she brought the capital into the group..."

He has good acting skills and is capable, and he is not arrogant when he is on the scene.

It doesn't look like he has a backstage in bringing funds into the group.

It's not like what is said on Weibo. The assistant also studied Weibo in the evening. The black material of Meng Fu displayed on it was just two people.

As soon as Meng Fu left, Director Gao followed her into the dressing room.

I want to ask her about guns and chandeliers.

As soon as I entered the dressing room, I saw two other people in the dressing room.

Su Chengsong, who was processing the documents, turned his hand. He looked up and looked at Director Gao, and greeted Director Gao politely: "Director Gao."

Director Gao: "Hello, Mr. Su."

The temperature of the room was several degrees lower than that outside, and Su Cheng was present, Director Gao instantly forgot what he was doing when he came over and didn't dare to ask any questions. After letting Meng Fu get familiar with the script, he quietly left Meng Fu's dressing room.

Su Cheng was still sitting on the bench, with a regular and cold look. After seeing Director Gao leave, he opened another document again.

**

As soon as Jiang Li and Qin Hao finished filming, the screenwriter came over with the script.

"Qin Hao, Jiang Li, there is a scene here to be changed. Look at it. This is the line you will change later." The screenwriter showed the scenes that they had improved.

Below is the scene between Qin Hao and Meng Fu.

The staff went to call, and Meng Fu happened to come out of the dressing room with Su Cheng.

"Meng Fu," Seeing Su Cheng beside Meng Fu, the screenwriter's voice became much lower, and then said: "You have changed your next scene, come and have a look."

Things often happen when changing lines on the spot.

Because of Meng Fu, the screenwriter added a lot of drama to her.

This kind of thing has been on the crew in the past two days.

"Look, this is the line you will say later." The screenwriter first showed Meng Fu the script.

Meng Fu took it and took a look. There were not many scenes that had been changed. She glanced at the five lines and then returned it to the screenwriter, "I understand."

"Okay," the screenwriter was not surprised. He gave the script to Qin Hao and Jiang Li, "You can take a look together and remember it."

Jiang Li and Qin Hao both nodded.

Meng Fu walked to the small rattan chair again.

Su Cheng was holding a thermos in one hand and a mobile phone in the other waiting in place.

Although he was wearing a mask, he could not hide Feng Shen's handsome temperament. Apart from Meng Fu, the most eye-catching person in the entire shooting scene was him.

Seeing Meng Fu coming, he slowly withdrew his gaze, "Isn't you taking pictures now?"

"The lines have been changed." Meng Fu sat on the rattan chair, then pointed to the chair on one side, and signaled Su Cheng to sit down.

Su Cheng looked at the chair beside Meng Fu and his eyebrows were slightly twisted.

The crew's chair was a little dusty because of the scenes filmed yesterday.

Meng Fu opened his eyes, reached out and patted the chair next to him, patted the dust off, leaning half on the rattan chair, lazily: "Poverty is very particular."

Hearing this sentence, Su Cheng pursed his lips, said nothing, and sat down with his brow frowned.

**

"Who is he?" Jiang Li was memorizing lines with Qin Hao, so she naturally saw Meng Fu.

Su Cheng's entire face was not visible, but his eyes were beautiful, like stars in a winter night, with a good bones and a bit of the temperament of a young man from a noble family. Even if he wears a mask, he will not hide his temperament.

Jiang Li's assistant didn't know, but Qin Hao's assistant found out, "It's Meng Fu's assistant."

"Assistant?" Jiang Li raised her eyes.

This momentum doesn't look like an assistant.

But she didn't ask any more questions and continued to remember lines with Qin Hao.

The screenwriter's scene changed quite a lot. The two of them remembered it for twenty minutes before they could barely remember it.

"Is it almost done?" Director Gao raised the speaker and asked Qin Hao if he had remembered the lines.

Qin Hao nodded, and he remembered it almost for twenty minutes.

Director Gao nodded, "Okay, it's time to start, prop group, lighting engineer, photographer ready!"

When she heard that she was ready, Meng Fu, who was reading the number study questions, got up and walked towards her.

"Director Gao," seeing how Director Gao looks, it's about to shoot. Qin Hao hurriedly reminded Director Gao, "The script has just been revised by the screenwriter and has been with me. Meng Fu has not memorized it yet."

Jiang Li also closed the script in her hand and wanted to hand it to Meng Fu, "I almost forgot, and Meng Fu didn't read it either."

Qin Hao thought Director Gao had forgotten Meng Fu, so he reminded Director Gao.

After all, Meng Fu made a mistake later and was scolded by Director Gao, which was very innocent.

But unexpectedly, Director Gao only waved his hand, "She doesn't need to recite, let's start."

Don't need to recite it?

What does this mean?

Qin Hao did not get the point of Director Gao. The screenwriter just changed the line. Qin Hao not only had to remember his own part, but also Meng Fu's part, so that he knew where to answer the conversation when the two were filming.

So it took twenty minutes to remember.

Director Gao...

Qin Hao didn't understand what Director Gao was doing, he remembered it very clearly, and Meng Fu also changed many lines, no less than him.
To be continued...