Chapter 55:

Eastern Philosopher ’s black hair is like white ink wins snow, walks in lightly from the door, a gust of wind blows, and the clothes are flipped, as if the feet are not touching the ground. .
The two little girls held hands in front of their chests, two blushes appeared on their cheeks, their eyes were dreamy and blurred, they couldn't control themselves, and they were shaking with idiots: "Mr. Orient is beautiful, Mr. Orient is my love, Mr. Orient marries me ... ... "
"Oh ... hehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh been the fact that the stunner who was so impressed and fascinated by the thousands of girls over the last second frowned his wig and said depressively," Director, is this air blower a little smaller, I'm almost blown out. "
"Stop" Jin Ce, a martial arts instructor who is also a prop master, explained to Yu Siyang: "Sorry, this blower cannot adjust the amount of air volume. Let us look at another angle to see if we can blow the wig to our face. Go up. "
Because I bought a n-hand goods blower, turning it on is a strong wind. No matter how the on the machine is turned, the wind cannot be adjusted. As a man who comes with strong winds, Yu Siyang has been tormented by blowers in recent days.
Guan Yahua took the mobile phone and filmed the scene. When the movie is about to be released, it can be used as a promotional material.
The martial arts instructor picked up the blower and changed it to the other side. "Try to see what direction this is." Then, turn on the blower again.
A gust of wind came, Yu Siyang shouted, "It's too close, I can't open my eyes."
The martial arts instructor immediately put the blower on, held it a little further, and blew it again.
Hong Zhehao laughed and was almost rolling on the ground. Fortunately, he did not have such a perverted appearance setting, otherwise he would be difficult to guarantee not to laugh.
However, his appearance was not much better. Although he did not bring strong winds, he had to pretend to be crazy and play mentally handicapped, and the mentally handicapped had to show the character's mental retardation. He was actually a smart and capable person.
How to play this role is not stupid and funny, especially test the actors' acting skills.
"It's almost there, try again."
Jin Ce carried the camera back to the original position, Yu Siyang returned to the door, and Hong Zhehao patted his smiling face, brewing emotions.
Guan Yahua, who was also the recorder, hit the board, and the shooting resumed.
Dongfang Zheyi flew up and fluttered in from the door. The worried old lady Simon saw him, just like seeing a living bodhisattva, and hurried to greet him. "Mr. Dongfang, take a look. You gave the light yesterday. The child gave the needle, and after a while, he was sick again today, what a great thing. "
"The old lady is calm and restless. The incurable diseases such as your son-in-law are rare in the world, and it is normal for you to get sick again." Dongfang Zhe smiled brightly and took out a large box from behind him. Not enough. Try it now with this extra large silver needle. "
Dong Fang Zhe said, taking out a few silver fingers with thick fingers from the box.
Seeing such a thick and long silver needle, Ximen Guang shouted "Look down, death stick", and couldn't hold it anymore.
"Guanger, how are you," Mrs. Simon was excited, "Mr. Dongfang really is a living bodhisattva."
Simon light froze, his face slowly returned to an idiot expression, ran back to the old lady Simon, and shouted: "Xiao Cui, people miss you ..."
Old Mrs. Simon was embarrassed by her grandson holding her cheek.
Yu Siyang, who was flew backwards by Wei Yala, was also ridiculous when lying on the ground.
it hurts!
When I fell, my back should be bruised.
Tang Hang first discovered that he was wrong. He couldn't control it or wasn't filming. He took a few big steps and helped him up. "Siyang, what's wrong?"
"The back hurts." Yu Siyang frowned, and stood up with Tang Hang's hand.
Tang Hang glanced over his back and suddenly took a breath.
The outermost chiffon robe of the white costume has been scratched into a roller shutter door, and the thin, imitation silk satin gown has cracked a few holes, and the blood has leaked out.
"Ah ah ah ah ... the head of the adult was injured, la la la la la ..."
Fans watching on the outside of the set saw the blood behind Yu Siyang and couldn't help screaming. If it wasn't a bit sane, I was afraid that it would cause trouble for the head of the family. I'm afraid he would rush over to take Yu Siyang to the hospital.
Hearing the fans screaming, they were staring at the crew of the filming and quickly put down their hands. Hula hovered around and saw the blood spreading behind Yu Siyang. They were shocked.
"Hurry up, first aid kit, first aid kit ..." Jin Ce was so anxious that he asked Guan Yahua to get the first aid kit while the deputy director went to drive the only truck of the crew and sent Yu Siyang to the hospital. Why was it hurt? I checked it clearly ... "When seeing Yu Siyang's fall, it was actually full of gravel. Jin Ce suddenly became furious and yelled," Chen Yanyan, didn't you check it now? Why? What a crushed stone, huh? "
Everyone else looked down at the ground, and then looked at Chen Yanyan neatly. So many broken stones were also angular, and Yu Siyang's back was probably scraped into a rolling door.
"I, I have checked ..." Chen Yanyan's grievance justified: "I also deliberately swept the ground, I, I don't know ..."
Tang Hang couldn't care who was tossing a broken stone on the ground and asked Hong Zhehao to help take care of Yu Siyang. He drove the car over.
Hong Zhehao supported Yu Siyang. The expression on his face seemed to be that he was injured. "Is it painful? Let's sit and wait." He turned around and asked the assistant to move a chair.
Yu Siyang shook his head, raised his chin, and motioned him to look at the fast-moving Bentley.
Tang Hang drove the car over, and Hong Zhehao drove Yu Siyang to the car.
"You seem to be helping a pregnant woman like this." Yu Siyang was so pained that his face was pale, but seeing that the expressions of Hong Zhehao and Tang Hang were even more ugly than his injury, he laughed a few words.
Hong Zhehao looked at him with a crying smile. "The joke you are telling is not funny at all, don't say it anymore, you have no racial talent."
Yu Siyang was amused, haha, he didn't pay attention to the injuries on his back, and suddenly his face was distorted.
"Master, is the injury serious or not? Does the pain hurt?" Fans standing outside the cordon grinned when they saw Yu Siyang grinning his teeth.
"It's okay, don't worry," Yu Siyang smiled and shook his head. "You guys have been coming all the way, it's very hard. Go back and pay attention to safety on the road."
Being cared for by the dear leader, the food group was so excited and worried that they could hardly control their division.
Hong Zhehao's fans did not want to be outdone, and rushed to the front, shouting: "Hong Bao, Hong Bao, you are not injured, take good care of your home Yangyang."
"Thank you, I will, and you should go back soon. Running every day will delay your studies." Hong Zhehao said.
The deputy director who came all the way to help drive the door sighed heavily. The crew was so poor that they couldn't even afford to clear the fieldwork. Fortunately, the fans of Hong Zhehao and Yu Siyang were of good quality. Otherwise, the film is filmed all the way through and spoiled, so there is no need to release it.
Yu Siyang was sitting in the car, and the smile on his face was distorted immediately, hissing and whispering, obviously painful.
Guan Yahua, who took the first-aid kit on the crew truck, ran back panting, walked to the car and said, "Do you need to clean the wound first?"
"Go directly to the hospital, it's not very convenient on the set." Tang Hang said, and he sat in the driver's seat.
Guan Yahua quickly got on the co-pilot and said, "I'll go with you."
Neither of them in the car objected, Tang Hang stepped on the accelerator and drove quickly to the nearby hospital.
Others stayed on set and continued shooting.
Chen Yanyan quietly took a broom and cleaned the shooting site again. When she saw Jin Ce coming towards herself, she said in a grievance: "Guide Jin, I really checked carefully, and I do n’t know why there is so much broken stone……"
Jin Cechong nodded to Chen Yanyan, and carefully observed the expressions of everyone in the set. After a while, he suddenly walked towards the fans standing outside the cordon and asked them to show him the photos taken today.
Fans' attention may be on their favorite idols, but the pictures they take are likely to take people who throw stones into them.
Jin Ce whispered the reason, and the girls immediately took out their mobile phones and flipped through the pictures they took.
"Where are you going?"
Suddenly, Hong Zhehao shouted, pointing at a young man wearing a costume of a family.
The man was stunned and scared, tearing at the corner of his mouth and laughing, "I, I'm urgency ..."
"I don't think you're urgency," Jin Ce came over, holding a mobile phone with a back case covered with rhinestones, and said sternly, "I think you're a guilty conscience."
"Jindao, what does this say, how can I be guilty of being a thief?"
The man still had to argue, but Jin Ce was too lazy to give him the opportunity to show the photos on his mobile phone to everyone.
The photo is mainly taken by Yu Siyang, who is "playing" with the blower, but in the corner of the photo, you can see at a glance that this man in a costume of the family throws something on the ground, without careful comparison, just It can be found that the place where he threw things was where Yu Siyang had originally planned to fall.
The evidence is strong.
The martial arts instructor led a few strong men around the man to prevent him from running away without being noticed.
"You're intentionally hurting the crime," Jin Ce said coldly, "said, why do you do this."
The food group jumped angrily and stood outside the cordon and shouted to the police.
"I, I, I ..." The man was sweating coldly, and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"The police, the police, asked him to go to jail." The food group was furious, and even Hong Zhehao's fans shouted.
There is actually such a person in the crew who presumably hurts others and cannot be forgiven.
Hong Zhehao pointed a finger at his fans, said "shh", then glared at the man and said, "Perhaps you would rather talk to the police." Ask the assistant to call the mobile phone and call the police.
The man rushed towards Hong Zhehao, trying to grab the cell phone.
The assistant immediately stopped in front of Hong Zhehao, and punched his right hand into the man's abdomen. While the man was suffering from pain, he bent down, turned to the side, holding his right arm with both hands. With a force, he lifted the man up and quickly patted him on the ground. He rested his knees against the man's back and restrained him.
Hong Zhehao, stunned by the force of his assistant: "..."
The big devil did not tell him that the facial paralysis assistant B who was arranged for him had such a high force value!
He quickly recalled whether he had offended Facial Paralysis Assistant B before.
It is better to stab Assistant A, and find that he steals food. At most, he will listen to it. If it is discovered by Assistant B ...
Hong Zhehao shivered and was scared by his own brain.
Jin Ce saw that the man not only hurt Yu Siyang, but also wanted to attack Hong Zhehao—in fact, he wanted to grab a cell phone, and to call the police without a word.
After making the call, I found that I was actually using a fan-filled fruit machine with a rhinestone. I touched my nose awkwardly, hurriedly returned the mobile phone to the fan, and persuaded the fans to go home quickly.
Fans of Yu Siyang and Hong Zhehao were reluctant to leave.
The food troupe waited angrily to find out why the man wanted to hurt the adult leader.
Hong Zhehao's fans are because his own Hong Bao was almost injured by the wretched man, waiting to see the police take the wretched man away, and there is a magnificent assistant who watches and worships Hong Zhehao.
Heck, my Hong Bao is so cool, my assistants are so mad.
After a while, the police drove to the studio and took the man away. As the director and producer of the crew, Jin Ce also followed.
The food troupes spontaneously rode or drove to the police station to be witnesses.
Hum, dare to hurt the head of my family, tell you to go to jail.
At the same time, an anonymous post from the August 18th community of Huaxia's largest gossip forum made netizens enthusiastically-"Dang Xiaoxianrou Yu Siyang was seriously injured during the filming and was intentionally murdered! 》