Chu Shen wears white clothes rather than snow. His long hair is like ink behind him. His delicate and soft facial features give people a feeling of spring breeze.
He took the sword, smiled and said, "OK."
Feng Qingyan stepped back and looked at him.
Chu Shen was lifted up by the pressure, a few meters away from the ground. His soft handsome face suddenly became cold and serious. He waved his long sword and stabbed into the air.
Seeing that Chu Shen played well, Feng Qingyan smiled.
A moment later, with the director's "Ka", Chu Shen's action ended.
After being put back on the ground, the man resumed his gentlemanly appearance and looked at Xiang Feng Qingyan: "how about it?"
Ask her instead of the director.
Feng Qing smiled: "very good, very perfect."
Chu Shen chuckled, with a strange mood at the bottom of his eyes, which seemed to be a trace of loss.
"You say that every time."
Feng Qingyan smiled, "what I said is the truth."
Sitting in the car and looking at the two joking people, Beiming Yuejun's face was immediately covered with ice.
Rong Ye sat in the driver's seat. Although he didn't look back at the owner's face, he could also imagine what his expression was at this time.
And the cold feeling that emanated from his body, which he had obviously felt.
He then opened the door and walked to fengqingyan.
Seeing that Beiming Yue suddenly came over with a cold face, the smile on Feng Qingyan's face suddenly froze.
Beiming stopped in front of the two men, glanced at Feng Qingyan and said, "is it over?"
Feng Qingyan replied, "this one is over. There will be another one later."
Beiming Yue said, "come back later."
Looking at the man who suddenly appeared, Chu Shen was slightly stunned.
His high appearance is one of the best in the whole entertainment circle, but the man in front of him is no less than him.
The delicate eyebrows and eyes are even more attractive than his. They look arrogant, but they all give people a sense of dignity.