Lu Yisi wore an old straight-tight long dress in Arante.

The coarse cloth and an incompatible long skirt cannot conceal her fairy temperament.

To facilitate her work, she tied her waistline with a straw rope.

The exquisite curves instantly made the torn clothes with huge patches much taller.

She looked at the slaughter table with various knives.

Four-sided kitchen knives, triangular knives, long strips, pointed chisels... There are 6,7 in total.

"Brother Camera, what do I want to do first?"

Lu Yisi twisted a machete and asked the cameraman.

Although you cannot ask for help, the photographer behind the lens can also simply decompose the task steps in addition to giving instructions.

Maybe she looks very pleasing to the eye when she carries a knife. The photography elder brother trembles in the camera and says:

"First...leave blood first, keep the blood of the cow for soup."

"oh……"

Lu Yisi found a stone basin under the slaughtering platform.

It was difficult to move under the head of the calf.

She will not take action if she wants to be put on her usual routine.

Unfortunately, many years of dedication.

You have to go even if you don’t go.

If it doesn't work, it must be done.

In the entertainment industry, actors are even more so.

You can’t just kiss the male protagonists because of bad breath, strawberry nose, yellow teeth!

My dad taught me many times.

Being an actor can have no IQ, but you must have dignity, abide by the contract, and be dedicated!
Chapter completed!