Of course Zhang Linmo would not admit it. He explained calmly, "I was about to reach out, but she fell too fast."
"..." The director was speechless.
At this time, Angel, who was soaked all over, was helped to the shore, was covered in water, and her wet hair was against her skin, making her head look bigger.
Now I really sprained my ankle. I couldn't stand firmly even when I was held and I felt so painful that I screamed coldly.
She had water droplets on her face, gasping for breath, unable to even open her eyes, and her frightened heart slightly calmed down.
At this time, Angel attracted everyone's attention and clearly heard Zhang Linmo's painless explanation just now. She was so angry that she sneezes twice and was powerless to refute.
Cold! Bonely cold!
A gust of evening breeze blew, and Angel was trembling with coldness!
It's so embarrassing to be so embarrassed and being stared at by so many people! It feels like being beaten up and having a hard time saying it.
The director's face turned pale! His head was broken for a few seconds! No instructions were conveyed.
After all, this is early spring. Although wearing evening dresses can adapt to the temperature, if you really want to go into the water, it will really test your physical condition.
"Hurry her and wipe it dry! Change your clothes and make up your makeup!"
The director raised his wrist and looked at the time, then said, "The staff cleaned up the water on the scene!"
It made water everywhere, but I didn't expect it to be delayed because of this.
Angel was helped away. After changing her clothes, Zhang Shuang took a bath towel to wipe her hair in the dressing room. The bystander said clearly, "Did he do it on purpose?"
Who knows?
Angel did not answer, although she also felt it was intentional, because she couldn't figure out whether Zhang Linmo had reached out? Did he slow down?
Is it because the two did not play in advance, so they did not cooperate?
She liked him, so she was still looking for reasons for him. This is a woman, a humble person.
About twenty minutes later, Angel, who had changed her clothes and made up, appeared in everyone's sight again. She came to the sight of the director and Zhang Linmo.
The sprained ankle is not very serious and can walk normally, but there will be a little pain.
"Before the reshoot, do you two want to communicate?" the director asked Zhang Linmo. If this falls into the water again, it will be too time-consuming.
Angel shook Zhang Shuang's hand and walked towards Zhang Linmo with her skirt. Under everyone's gaze, she stood in front of him.
Lin Mo faced her fierce gaze, An Qier was a little tolerant and a little unwilling to ask in a low voice, "Did you do it on purpose just now?"
Zhang Linmo still had his hands in his pockets. He looked at her with a faint tone, "I just allow you to go without a single pass? Can't I be in a bad mood?"
"..." An Qier understood that he was avenging Xu Jinxia for what happened in the morning!
Zhang Linmo's lips slanted slightly, and her eyes that were not painful or even disgusting made her feel very frightened.
The man's anger has not yet subsided.
If he still doesn't play according to the norm, wouldn't she be miserable?
"Do you... want to discuss it? Can you reshoot it now?" The director just went to work hard and came over again, "What other things should I pay attention to?"
Angel took a breath, and she withdrew her gaze from Zhang Linmo's face without answering.
Zhang Linmo was also silent.
The director stood in front of them, looked at him, and then looked at her, feeling a little strange, "You... are you quarreling?"
"No." Zhang Linmo looked at the director, and his tone was faint, "Let's start shooting."
The director nodded and looked at Angel again, "Where are you? Can you take pictures? Do you remember the lines? How are you in good condition?"
I fell into the water just now and looked at the sparkling swimming pool again. The second time I was always a little more panic, and my condition was definitely not as good as before.
"Let me try." Angel stepped away, and Zhang Linmo was still standing next to the swimming pool. He was like the master of tonight, with a sense of arrogance and a hint of condensation in his handsomeness.