Ling Motian looked at his beloved's father, Mo Jingye, with a heartbroken heart.

"Uncle Mo, it was my bad at the beginning, it was me who hurt Neon, and everything was because of my indifference. But now, I really regret everything I did to Neon, please give me another chance, in this life, I would rather die than live up to Neon. Ling Motian's heart ached.

"At the beginning, you said the same thing in front of me, saying that you would rather die than live up to Neon." Mo Jingye said word by word.

Ling Motian, played by King Xia, lowered his head.

Trembling all over.

In my heart, I scolded Dongfang Zihuo to death.

Damn, there's no such sentence in the script.

Obviously, Mo Jingye, played by Dongfang Zihuo, should say next: I won't give another chance.

Then, Ling Motian, the second male actor he played, asked to fight, saying that whoever won would have to agree to a request from the loser.

Dead Dongfang Zihuo, he actually changed the script randomly.

Dongfang Zi's eyes were cold, he deliberately changed the script.

Who let King Xia get in the way of his eyes.

If it weren't for King Xia, the role of the second male would be his.

He would rather be Ling Motian, the second male who likes Mo Neon, than play Mo Jingye, Mo Nine's father.

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On the side, Tang Jing lowered his head and read the script wildly.

Obviously, there is no such plot in the script at all.

Cousin Dongfang Zihuo, why did he tamper with it at will.

"Director Tang, something seems wrong!" The photographer quietly followed Tang Jing and bit his ears.

"It's wrong." Tang nodded to the head, and the script couldn't be changed.

The photographer whispered: "Director Tang, look, the young master of the East who plays Mo Jingye's eyes are fierce, and he looks like he can't wait to stab King Xia who plays Ling Motian with a sword." ”

Tang Jing was stunned.

He just saw his cousin Dongfang Zi changing the script in a hurry, and he didn't pay attention to his cousin Dongfang Zihuo's expression at all.

Hearing this, he quickly paid attention to his cousin Dongfang Zihuo's expression.

He looked at his cousin Dongfangzi's murderous appearance in the noisy eyes, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

I feel the urge to run if I want to.

"Director Tang, look, they're fighting!" The photographer exclaimed, "It's a real fight!" ”

Tang Jing opened his mouth and couldn't close it.

Dumbfounded and looking at the photography venue, cousin Dongfang Zihuo and King Xia really fought.

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King Xia and Dongfang Zihuo have been trained since childhood.

Extremely powerful.

Fight against each other, no matter how big or low.

Gradually, they fought each other with great anger.

has long forgotten the identities played by each other, and smashed the things in the studio to pieces, looking like they were swept by a tornado, a mess.

On the ground, the prop lawn was shattered and only green slag remained.

The lush green bamboo that was deliberately bought had already been ruined, and even other props on the side were destroyed.

Tang Jing looked at the props he had finally gotten with distress.

"Director Tang, I can't shoot it yet." The photographer looked at Tang Jing with a puzzled expression.

Tang Jing took a deep breath.

Loud voice: "Card! ”

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Tang Jing called a stop, but he couldn't make Dongfang Zihuo and King Xia, who were already angry, stop.

He could only stare dryly.

"Director Tang, what should I do!" The photographer quietly stepped back, worried that if he continued to fight, it would probably be a problem to shoot.

Tang Jing was sweating profusely.

He doesn't know what to do!

Cousin Dongfang Zihuo is the young master of the top wealthy Dongfang family in Tiandu, and the identity of King Xia is even more prominent, I heard that he is still the son of the president of country E.

The two men fought.

There was nothing he could do to stop it.

"Cousin, King Xia, I can't fight anymore, if I continue to fight, I won't be able to shoot other scenes today." Tang Jing shouted loudly.