He Yiyi sighed helplessly, walked to Ming Jingxin with the scrutiny of everyone, and whispered: "Drink a little water."

Ming Jingxin took the water cup and drank two sips of water. The frost on her face melted most of the time.

"Film the movie well, I'll cook egg noodles for you tonight." He Yiyi took the water cup back from Ming Jingxin's hand.

The following shooting went very smoothly, almost all of them were gone.

The atmosphere in the crew warmed up, and everyone started to talk and laugh.

Next, He Yiyi did not have a shooting task, so she quietly told the deputy director to go back to the hotel first. After hearing this, Xu Kui immediately said, "No, once you leave, Ming Jingxin is going to have trouble again."

"This...is not enough." He Yiyi smiled helplessly.

Xu Kui flattened his mouth proudly and said with contempt: "Although I am old, my eyes are not blind yet! You must go anywhere, just stay by my side. After today's shooting mission is over, I will invite you ancestors to have a big meal."

"Don't, Director Xu. Who dares to be your ancestor in the whole crew?" He Yiyi said with a smile.

"Hmph!" The temperless Director Xu could only use his arrogant little eyes to maintain his final dignity.

The following shooting has been very smooth. The work was completed at 6 pm as planned, but it ended before five o'clock.

The two good things that the director invited a big dinner made everyone very happy.

Ming Jingxin originally didn't want to have a big meal with the crew, so he wanted to eat tomato and egg noodles. However, Xu Kui pulled him and refused to let go. He Yiyi talked to several screenwriters about the details of the script, probably forgot what she said long ago. Ming Jingxin sat next to Xu Kui indifferently and turned on the King of Pesticides.

After a few glasses of wine, Ming Jingxin was about to say that she was too tired and went back to sleep first, but she heard a gentle greeting behind her: "Be careful, hot!"

Then, Miss He, wearing a chef's uniform, took a tray with her own hands, and there were two bowls of tomato and egg noodles on it.

"Oh, is this my bowl?" Xu Kui asked in surprise.

"Of course!" He Yiyi gave Xu Kui a bowl first, and then gave another bowl to Ming Jingxin. "Hey, what I said is always counted."

"Wow--" There was a sour and sorrowful sound on the dining table.

"I want to eat tomato and egg noodles too!" Han Ying deliberately poked the table with chopsticks, like a child who was provoking trouble in kindergarten.

"Every, all." He Yiyi waved behind her, and the four masters, both tall, short, fat and thin, came over with a tray.

The twelve people on the director's table each had a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

Xu Kui joked with emotion: "Yidian, your desire to survive is too strong, right?"

"Director Xu, just don't think my cooking skills are too bad." He Yiyi smiled and pretended to be stupid.

Everyone chatted happily here to eat noodles, but unexpectedly, a Weibo account called [The Past Unbearable to Look Back] posted a Weibo post and was topped on the hot search - the acting skills are not good, and the story behind a bowl of egg noodles is made up.

"Fuck!" Dalin, the photographer of the crew, first came to this hot search and couldn't help but curse, "Who is so mean?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Lin, who was sitting at the last place, asked in a low voice.

"I've posted it in our group, you can check it out by yourself."

Before he finished speaking, everyone present picked up their phones to watch the crew group
Chapter completed!