The girl looked excited and nodded repeatedly, "Well, director, I understand."

After five or six minutes, everyone was ready.

"Okay, everyone will take care of you, prepare, action!"

Gong Li still leaned there with a cigarette in her hand, and Wang Dalun walked towards the camera.

"Please, where have you been recently?"

The female conductor appeared on the other side of the camera, very close to each other, the images of the two were very empty, and the focus of the camera was firmly locked on Gong Li.

"Xianhu Station!"

Gong Li's body shook slightly when she heard the name Xianhu and slowly turned around and looked over.

"How much does one cost?"

Wang Dalun took a cigarette.

"Three pieces five."

"Yeah, let's have two."

The conversation between the two did not arouse her interest, and she slowly turned her head and looked out the window. It seemed that the affectionate poem Chen Qingnian heard for her was heard in her ears:

...In order to let you hear me,

Sometimes it becomes slim,

The breeze blows the cracks of the mountains,

Xianhu, intoxicating celadon,

It is soft in my hands as your skin.

She overflowed my fairy lake,
Chapter completed!