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Chapter 65 The Incompetent Director

Min Qili and Yinyin looked at each other and smiled, and shook their heads together,

"I won't tell you, it's a secret between us~"

"Let's keep it a secret, I don't care."

Song Yuqing was terrible.

"what happened?"

"Just now the director said to change a scene of falling into the water for me. In this scene, I was supposed to push the heroine into the water, but it turned out that the heroine countered me and I fell into the water. The director said that it can highlight the mechanism of the heroine. and boldness; but in this way, the rhythm of the scene will be messed up."

"Besides, I'm still in a gauze dress for this scene; it's easy to get naked in the water. I told the director to change the costume, but she didn't agree. That's it, I don't care. Anyway, I got used to NG yesterday."

"Why don't I go to the screenwriter? The screenwriter teacher should not allow the director to change the script randomly."

Song Yuqing took Min Qili's hand: "The screenwriter teacher left after filming the night scene yesterday, and now the entire crew should not be able to control her."

"My first film was like this, which can be regarded as a training for me; when I get to the top in the future, maybe I will thank this director."

Min Qili watched the director's arrogance in pointing Jiangshan, and silently prayed for Song Yuqing in her heart.

Before the filming started, Song Yuqing and the heroine were standing by the pool and thinking about it.

There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and it began to drizzle.

The rain in June brought a hint of coolness, and Song Yuqing groped on her arm.

It's raining so I can't take pictures.

As a result, the director slapped his thigh excitedly watching the rain, and the audience continued.

Because she felt that this would achieve the effect she wanted.

In the crew, the director is the owner of the highest authority.

Min Qili walked aside silently, and dialed Wu Ziyu's phone number.

"Are you still asleep?"

"No, I'm looking at the file, what's wrong?"

"It's raining outside, and the director temporarily changed the scene for her; it's her who is going to fall into the pool, and it's still raining. I don't know when I can call it a day. Just to be on the safe side, make more ginger soup to drive Qingqing away." cold."

"Change the scene, get in the rain?" Wu Ziyu didn't hear the point.

"Is this director so unreliable?"

“新导演，你别冲动；到时候，晴晴生气，我可不救你。还有，我可能要离开几天，菲利斯特夫人来了，我作为历史的少夫人，我得陪着她在Go around the city. Will you be troubled by then?"

"No way, it's not a burden, it's a burden to read documents, okay? Then you can leave at ease, I will take good care of Song Yuqing for you, maybe you will gain a few pounds."

Min Qili held back her laughter: You might cry. "

The rain not only did not speed up the shooting process, but actually slowed down the shooting a lot.

Entering the field again and again, NG again and again.

The director looked at the two impatiently.

"Are you really good at acting? The nervousness of the rain, let's act it out."

This was the first time the director got angry, and everyone on the field was stunned.

This time the entrance performance came to the director's desired feeling, but she was not satisfied with the next scene.

It is not beautiful to drop the umbrella in your hand.

The body temperature was completely annihilated by the rain, and the two were shivering; the next rain began.

I don't know how many times I went back and forth like this, and everyone on the field couldn't bear to watch.

The director is still not satisfied.

Finally, when I couldn't hold on.

The director was finally satisfied with this shot.

Wu Ziyu stuffed the bucket of ginger soup in Min Qili's arms, and trotted to hold Song Yuqing in his arms.

"how do you feel?"

"I'm alright."

Drenched by the rain, my body was a little tired and heavy.

"I made ginger soup, you should drink some too."

Min Qili has already divided the ginger soup.

Everyone on the field got a bowl.

Song Yuqing wrapped her clothes tightly around her body, sipped ginger soup while holding a large bowl, and waited for the director's next instruction.

The director took a sip and smacked his lips in disgust; today's cold is too heavy, although it doesn't taste good, but for his own health, he reluctantly drank it.

The effect of the ginger soup came into play very quickly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from Song Yuqing's body.

"I'm much better. Just now I thought I would drown today, but I didn't expect it; Qili, do you think I'm outstanding?"

"Of course, we, Qingqing, are the best."

After the sweat fell off his body, he felt lighter.

Once the close-ups are done, we can call it a day.

Ginger soup can resist the cold wind for a while, but it cannot resist it all the time; and it is not a medicine.

When work was over, Song Yuqing started to have a fever.

She patted her head, thinking it was because of the wet clothes on her body.

In the evening, everyone waited for dinner in Wu Ziyu's room.

Song Yuqing was reading the script by the bed.

Min Qili looked at Mrs. Philister's itinerary and planned how to take her to play.

Continue with a bowl of ginger soup before eating.

Min Qili had finished drinking, but Song Yuqing was still lying on the bed.

"I didn't expect her to work so hard."

"No matter how hard you work, you can't ignore your health."

Wu Ziyu walked to the bed and gently pushed Song Yuqing.

As a result, she was like a rag doll that fell down when pushed.

His body was hot, his lips were pale, and there were two abnormal blushes on his face.

"I have a fever, Min Qili, come here quickly."

"Really, hurry to the hospital."

Wu Ziyu changed quickly and took out her cell phone; Min Qili put on Song Yuqing's coat.

The two ran out in a hurry.

"What are you doing? The crew has a rule not to go out casually."

"Step aside."

There was no concealment of anger in her tone, she looked at the director standing in front of her, "If she makes a slight mistake, I don't mind having your future as a company."

In the years of knowing Wu Ziyu, it was the first time that Min Qili saw him so angry.

"Hurry up, let me explain to the director."

"Director," Min Qili held the director, sullen, "Director, you are a newcomer, and we are also newcomers; however, newcomers should also have a limit, and the pursuit of perfection should also have a limit. You don't care about others, only care about yourself, let the group Actors get caught in the rain again and again because of you."

"You drank hot water yourself and wore thick clothes to keep out the cold; others were exposed to the rain and wore thin skirts. Are you so harsh that you are not afraid of spreading the word, so that this drama will never be broadcast again?"

"You can go, but if you go, I'm not sure you can accept the consequences you will bear."

The director sneered, turned and left.

Min Qili didn't care about such a neutral sentence, nor was she afraid.

The most important thing now is Song Yuqing's body.

When she arrived at the hospital, Song Yuqing was already drawing water.

"what did the doctor say?"

"I'm too tired, and my immunity has dropped sharply. The director didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"Are you afraid? Which of us would be afraid? The big deal is to block, how far can she be blocked as a small director?"

"This director, I will find her; you take good care of her, and I will pay the fee."

(End of this chapter)