Fake?
Was she acting?
Zhong Qiu and yang le looked at each other. The originally fragile friendship of cooperation was now indestructible!
They instantly understood each other's eyes and had telepathy that ordinary people didn't have.
Was she still human?
Xiaxia, are you really acting? " Yang le, who was still young, asked bluntly.
This question was on everyone's mind in the meeting room.
Even director Zhou fan seemed to have just woken up. He picked up the script that had fallen on the table and looked at Xia Bohe.
Xia Bo nodded decisively. she's acting.
"Ah, what about your sweat?"
Xia Bo he spread out his hands. There was a layer of water on his hands. I poured some water just now. It's just a cover.
Zhong Qiu's eyebrows twitched.
This again?
Just like when she was suffering from anorexia, she applied the water on her hair.
"Then why did your face suddenly turn pale?" The naive yang le asked again.
