OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 281 SAME KNOW, SAME SAME CUP
Filming on the first day went quite smoothly, although what clearly looked the most tired was the main character, Weini who had to be turned upside down doing the fighting scene. Although he is good at scenes that rely on physical strength and dexterity, but Weini had to repeat several times the scene according to the director's request. Every move Weini agile successfully made Dina amazed, her memory is also very friendly this time.
Weini's skill in kung fu will not escape him, Dina quickly recorded and sent to Xiao Jun. The manager took the delivery of the file into several parts and gave him a caption “As promised ya bos”.
Stevan stared in admiration at Weini, he had to admit that there was not a single artist who was as talented as Weini. He was so professional, the action scenes he did were real and did not use a stunt double
for dangerous scenes. Safety rope and other types of safety seem useless and just so decoration, Weini as if flying real so light body. Stevan had glanced around, his ears heard awe from the crew and supporting cast who praised Weini's prowess. There was only one person who was the most silent, pulled over and seemed to be lost in the crowd, she was Grace.
I don't know what occurred in Grace's mind when she saw Weini who exuded a star aura, from Weini's face looks so firm, charming and full of dignity. He is like someone else when he plays his role,
and finally Stevan realized why Weini easily got the offer of this role without the need to follow the casting. The director was very observant, they knew only Weinilah deserved this role the most.
Stevan steals a glance at Grace again, standing far away but not preventing the actor from seeing her facial expression. Several times Grace was seen pouting, especially when cheers and applause were directed at Weini when she successfully competed. Jealousy and envy were evident from Grace's reaction though without being voiced. Stevan looked at him with concern, it was that kind of feeling that created an opportunity for resentment. Not only about love, but if Grace is serious about wanting a career in this field, Stevan is worried that the new artist puts envy and envy on Weini.
Just try to make a dirty cunning to fall Weini, I guarantee you will end up like Lisa even though Xiao Jun does not dare to tease you. Stevan murmured in his heart, he would not allow Weini to be framed as he had previously been. Competition in the entertainment world is fierce, and endless.
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Haris was arranging a flower arrangement and putting it in a vase, when he heard the sound of a car parked in front of the house. He frowned in wonder, not out of curiosity who came but more to the question why the guest came in the present moment? This is not the time to visit, Weini is also going to work, and the guest should also be busy with office business, then what interests bring him here?
“Daddy, are you busy?” Xiao Jun greeted Haris as the man came out to greet him. The man's smile shed an emotion that along the way drained his energy.
Haris smiled then shook her head slowly, “No, precisely because there is no work, I do women's work, flower arrangement.” Haris said, laughing.
“Log.” Timpal Haris, when Xiao Jun contracted laughter by him.
Xiao Jun nodded then took off his shoes and followed the steps of the host. Haris went straight to the kitchen, preparing something to welcome his guests. Xiao Jun occupied the sofa and sat down with a thoughtful
back teasing. The goal here is to investigate Haris, uncover curiosity about some of the awkwardness and similarities Haris and his father, Wei Ming Fung.
Haris sharpened his telepathy, trying to trace the contents of his son's mind. Preparing drinks and snacks was just his reason for stalling, Haris needed a little chance to sniff out Xiao Jun's veiled intentions. And when he heard Xiao Jun's true motivation, Haris gasped in shock. Tea bags that he had brewed had paused for a moment before ending up in the trash can, Haris did not expect to get a surprise that was really surprising in broad daylight.
Are you starting to suspect me? God, I'm taking your abilities too lightly, son. Haris murmured in his heart, he brushed off his mind and refocused on what he was doing. Xiao Jun should not be allowed to wait for long, the sensitivity and suspicion of the youngster would become even more so.
“Weini started filming today, didn't she tell you? Ah ... Are you guys quiet again?” Haris pretended to guess, his acting even looked perfect.
“No, what can an old man like me do? If I have a course holiday like this, I have more free time than working time. Since you've come, just relax until your mood improves.” Haris said kindly, as if he did not know the purpose of his son's arrival.
Xiao Jun sighed in relief, “Thank God, I don't feel so guilty bothering you then. Dad, what are you cooking today? I miss your cooking.”
Haris raised one eyebrow, “Weini shot and definitely came home the night, I just cooked for breakfast with him, the rest I ate potluck. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?”
Xiao Jun nodded, “Anything, the important thing is your cooking.” His murmur was short and meaningful.
“What's all? Hmm ... There is no such menu.” Haris showed a puzzled look but just for a moment, he now stood up and smiled at Xiao Jun.
“I will cook according to the ingredients in the refrigerator, you wait here for a moment.” Haris turned around to leave her son again in the living room.
Xiao Jun stood up, not wanting to wait alone. For too long, let him enjoy a rare opportunity with the man he suspects is his father. “Wait, I'll help you. Let me help you, father.” Pinta Xiao Jun solemnly.
A request that sounds so sweet, it is impossible for Haris to say ‘no’ to him. The old man nodded, “Alright, but I don't bear insurance if your palm gets rough huh.” Canda Haris's.
Xiao Jun laughed, “I can also cook, but not as great as uncle Lau. But just to be your assistant, I must be more than capable of father.”
Haris opened the fridge door, but Xiao Jun could not see the man's smile. Now he is busy checking the food stock and thinking about what cuisine to entertain his son. “OK, let's see how far you've got now. Well, peel all that for a smooth spice.” Haris thrust the onion, garlic at Xiao Jun, while he began to wash the chicken and prepared to chop it.
“You cook what dad?” Xiao Jun asked curiously, he picked up a knife then did his first job.
“Ifumie box. Do you like it?” Haris asked without looking at Xiao Jun, he did not care whether Xiao Jun liked it or not which was the important thing that the cuisine was going to make.
Xiao Jun smiled and nodded, “Very like, please make according to the taste of Hongkong cuisine, father. I know you can definitely.”
Haris stopped struggling with a knife, as did Xiao Jun who stopped peeling onions and preferred to wait for Haris' reaction.
You've started trapping me, Li Jun.
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