Next day, early morning

Under the supervision of his mother-in-law-to-be, Sun Wenjing, Zeng Li ate three big bags and drank a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Then he quickly got into the red Beetle and drove towards the North Film Studio.

It's not possible without "flying". Sun Hao has left long ago, and there are still two large plates of steamed buns on the kitchen stove. If the mother-in-law has a whim and stuffs two more for herself, she will really be unable to eat and walk away?!

Although the road condition was not good, it was better because there were fewer cars. Soon, Zeng Li arrived at the gate of Beijing Film Studio.

Just as I was about to find a place to park next to the entrance, a group of reporters huffed and puffed around me.

"Hello, Miss Zeng Li, has Director Sun Hao really pursued Zhao Yanzi?"

"Hello Zeng Li, what do you think about the fact that your boyfriend Sun Hao committed suicide twice in pursuit of Zhao Yanzi?"

"Hello Zeng Li, Zhao Yanzi publicly exposed Director Sun Hao's special hobby on the TV station, which is that he has to recharge himself from time to time. Is this true?"

…

Some time ago, Sun Hao was blocked by reporters here. As a person who has experienced it personally, Zeng Li had some experience, so she seemed unhurried.

After pressing the horn a few times, he signaled everyone to get out of the way. After the car stopped, Zeng Li adjusted her skirt, and then Shi Shiran opened the door and got out of the car.

"Dear friends from the media, I'm sorry, time is a bit tight, I have to go filming, so I can only pick a few key questions to answer everyone."

Zeng Li, wearing a long black dress and sunglasses on her nose, spoke in a neither humble nor condescending manner to reporters.

"First, my boyfriend Sun Hao did pursue Zhao Yanzi, but that was based on Zhao Yanzi's request..."

"Uh..., how do you say this?"

Before Zeng Li could finish what he said, many reporters at the scene were stunned.

What you mean by this is that Zhao Yanzi is so cheap, but he actually wants to "beg" others to pursue him?!

Then why doesn't she come to "beg" me?

Seeing that his words were interrupted, Zeng Li looked unhappy.

"Again, my time is tight, please don't interrupt me at will."

"Oh..., okay, you say it!"

The reporter who asked the question smiled awkwardly and immediately motioned for Zeng Li to continue.

"As Chen Rong said on TV yesterday, Sun Hao and Zhao Yanzi have known each other for a long time and even took the same train. Later, the two naturally became friends.

As friends, we should help each other. One day, Zhao Yanzi said to Sun Hao, I have been studying at the film school for almost half a year, and no boys have come to pursue me. How about you help me and let my classmates see it?

, how popular am I...

So, after Sun Hao reported to me, he helped Zhao Yanzi."

"Ah, this is impossible!"

It was the reporter just now. This time, he jumped up.

"How is it impossible?" Zeng Li puffed up his chest.

"You said, in terms of body shape, appearance, and knowledge, in what way am I inferior to Zhao Yanzi?

As a director, Sun Hao is not blind, so he will naturally choose me over her."

"Well... Miss Zeng Li, you are right. We also admit this, but many film school students can confirm that Sun Hao did commit suicide twice for Zhao Yanzi."

"How did Sun Hao commit suicide?" Zeng Li pushed up his sunglasses with his hand and asked.

"Electrocuted, proactively electrocuted in the guard room of the film school!"

Naturally, the all-pervasive entertainment reporters have already inquired about this detail.

"Haha..." Zeng Li chuckled.

"The suicide is fake, just a coincidence!"

"How can it be?"

"How is it impossible?

Gu Long likes to write martial arts novels while wearing a blanket naked; Salinger likes to hide in the concrete bunker behind his home to write, often staying there for 16 hours; Hugo's favorite thing to do when he was writing "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" is

Wearing an ankle-length gray robe, he walked back and forth in the room, measuring the width of the floor with his steps.

Compared with these great writers, Sun Hao likes to touch the switch a few times to create movie scripts, so it doesn’t seem worth your fuss, right?"

"That…"

At this moment, many reporters surrounding Zeng Li could no longer describe their hearts as shocked, they were extremely shocked!

After all, this is really the first time for those of you who are ignorant to hear about the art of creating by touching the switch.

"That, that, that, didn't Chen Rong say in an interview with reporters that Sun Hao's quirk is that he likes to touch the positive and negative terminals of the battery at the same time with his hands.

At that time, there were no batteries in the guard room of Beijing Film Studio. Well... In order to stimulate the activity of brain cells and stimulate inspiration, Sun Hao touched the switch, so can you say that he committed suicide?"

After explaining this, Zeng Li took a step back, bowed slightly to the reporters, turned around and walked towards the Beijing Film Studio.

Looking at Zeng Li's back, many entertainment reporters scratched their heads.

What she said makes sense, but we are speechless?!

~~~~~

"Liu Ye..."

"Um?"

"This is a close-up. Facing the camera lens, your face should be a bit scary, especially in terms of actions. Let me see your ferocious side."

"I know the director."

Liu Ye, who had already transformed into a zombie, made an OK gesture to Sun Hao and went to the side to get ready.

At this time, Zeng Li also came over.

"Haozi, I was blocked at the entrance of Beijing Film Studio by entertainment reporters just now."

"Are you okay?" Sun Hao turned to look at her.

"It's okay, I sent them back with just a few words." Zeng Li's chest puffed up, with an expression like "please come and praise me."

"Well, good job."

Sun Hao held her shoulders and smiled.

"But the better you do, the greater the pressure will be on me. For example, if you get scolded, at this moment, the entertainment reporters at the door will definitely scold this couple. Even the methods of fooling us are exactly the same..."

"Pfft..."

Zeng Li smiled, spat lightly at Sun Hao, turned around and ran towards the temporary dressing room.

"Sun Hao, remember, you are a bitch."

…

"A!"

"Close the door, close the door, close the door quickly!"

"Is there anyone else outside the door?"

"Do you know whether he is a human or a ghost?"

…

Leslie Cheung and Wang Xiaochen ran all the way from the front of the carriage to the rear. When he saw that the place was safe, he immediately looked back nervously.

Just looking at it, he didn't expect the zombies with white eyes to be so crazy, biting the passengers crazily in the space near the carriage.

…

"Card!"

At this point in the filming, Sun Hao stood up from behind the director's monitor, shook the intercom and called out a pause.

"Mr. Zhang..."

"exist!"

"When you look back at this short plot, I'm talking about a close-up shot, but with all due respect, I can't find any emotion I need in your eyes..."

There is no need for a heavy hammer to play the drum. Sun Hao just mentioned this, and Leslie Cheung said thoughtfully:

"Director, I understand, you mean that two different emotions, guilt and urgency, are going to collide in my eyes?"
Chapter completed!