Chapter: 1937

The filming stopped, and everyone looked at him.

He pointed to the golden hair next to the man's leg, and said, "It won't work. Its tail is wagging too much. It keeps looking at Miss Zi, as if Miss Zi is its owner. This can't work."

Following his words, everyone looked at the golden retriever.

After seeing the picture, they couldn't help laughing a little.

The golden retriever looked straight at Zi Yan, sticking out its big tongue, wagging its tail violently, completely ignoring the man around it, and at this moment, it was still handing Zi Yan its paw.

It seems that there are indeed some problems.

It also makes people aware.

Where is the difficulty of this shooting task!

"This golden retriever is too excited, Mr. Zhao, can you calm it down?"

Director Wu Dong looked at Zhao Feng and said in a helpless tone.

"This... I don't seem to be very useful, try it." Zhao Feng glanced at Zhang Han, walked to the front side after speaking, knelt down and touched Da Jin's head a few times, and said A few words.

Soothe for a minute.

"The first act, the second begins."

"Kakaka, it's still too excited."

The director stopped helplessly.

Zi Yan thought for a while, walked up to the golden retriever, and whispered: "Da Jin, don't get too excited, he is your master now, you can't always look at me, you have to always look at him."

While speaking, Zi Yan pointed to the man beside Da Jin.

The man smiled awkwardly and said, "Is it because my contact with it is too short, or should I play with it for a few minutes first?"

"It's okay, everyone, rest where you are, and start in ten minutes." Wu Dong thought for a while and said.

So the man played with Da Jin, but who knew that Da Jin didn't pay much attention to him at all, and kept turning his head to Zhang Han and Zi Yan who were chatting, and wanted to sneak there whenever he had a chance.

This made the man feel very bad. I'm afraid these ten minutes are useless.

really!

After the break, start the third time of the first act.

Da Jin sat down on the ground, wagging the tip of his tail, watching Zi Yan want to claw.

It made everyone dumbfounded.

Even director Wu Dong's eyelids trembled three times.

If it was normal, when there was such a strenuous effort, he would have long since lost his temper and started training.

But now, he knew that as long as he said no, Hong Qitao could open himself up.

"Act One, Fourth Beginning."

"Crack."