On the day the crew finished filming, it started to snow heavily in City B.
Hu Yanxue stood on the porch with a cup of hot coffee and watched a group of people who were several hundred years old, who looked like they had not graduated from kindergarten, having a snowball fight in the snow.
She saw a big snowball hitting her, and she was suddenly covered in snow. He glared at the instigator angrily, and the successful smile on his face was as bright as the scorching sun in June.
"Director, you can't always put on airs. A good leader must know how to have fun with the people." Xiao Zhan's eyes were filled with: Come on, uncle, be happy~
Hu Yanxue turned away from him and said, "My ambition is to do all kinds of evil capitalism, but I have never thought of being a good leader."
Xiao Zhan walked to and stood on the left side of Hu Yanxue, wearing a dark blue coat and standing tall. The two looked at the snow side by side, like a pair of lovers.
"When will this drama be released?"
Hu Yanxue glanced at him: "At the beginning of next year, it will be on the Lunar New Year stall. This is the path taken by Producer Luo."
The goose feather-like snowflakes fell coldly on the face and suddenly melted, like a girl's thoughts that had nowhere to hide.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
