BOSS actually has a crush on me

Chapter 68 The Transposed Pillar
As soon as An Ruixin said this, the set was completely silent again.

Zheng Fanghe and the others took a few seconds to understand the meaning of An Ruixin's words, their complexions sank, and they rushed to An Ruixin's face quickly, stretched out their hands and patted the stone pillar.

"This..." Nie Wenjing patted the pillar together with Zheng Fanghe, and even leaned closer to the pillar to listen to the sound while patting.

When he got up again, Nie Wenjing's face was completely gloomy, and he said to Mu Qingya and Bai Tingxue who came over after hearing the news: "This prop is wrong, it's made of solid wood."

Solid wood? !Both Bai Tingxue and the staff around them couldn't help gasping.

This prop was clearly said to be made of foam-like material before, just to make the prop itself look more three-dimensional and compressed to be firmer than foam.

But if this thing is really made of solid wood, then with the strength An Ruixin took the shot just now, if the shot is really accurate, her hand will probably be useless.

Realizing this, everyone stared at An Ruixin with wide eyes.

An Ruixin was also a little scared. If it wasn't for the light of a machine next to her that moved to her right, which dazzled her eyes, her judgment would have been a little off.

The palm that was slapped didn't land on the pillar, but passed by it. Even if my hand didn't stop, I'm afraid I'd have to be sad for a while.

Zheng Fanghe and Mu Qingya naturally thought of this too, but what they thought of was a little deeper than that of An Ruixin.

You know, the role played by An Ruixin in the play is most praised for his good piano.

An Ruixin seldom plays in the play, but plays the piano a lot. If her hand is injured today, the subsequent plays of playing the piano will have to be dubbed later.

At that time, if it is spread by someone with a heart, taken out of context, and deliberately smeared, An Ruixin's hard-won professional image may be destroyed once again.

Zheng Fanghe's expression was unprecedentedly ugly, he turned his head and yelled at the staff who were also frightened not far away: "Props team, where are the people in the props team? Come here."

With Zheng Fanghe's roar, everyone nearby woke up like a dream, and the three staff members walked out from the side tremblingly.

Zheng Fanghe glanced at the few people with a face: "You are all from the props team? Which of you is in charge of this pillar?"

The three looked at each other, and one of the older men spoke first: "We were indeed in charge of this pillar before, but I was only responsible for recording the crew's requirements for props and feeding back the requirements to the factory that made the props."

"Then who inspected this thing?"

As soon as Zheng Fanghe finished speaking, someone raised his hand tremblingly: "It's me."

"It's you? Don't you know what this thing looks like according to the requirements and what material it is made of? That's how you accepted it?"

"No, it's not. Director, when I checked and accepted this thing, it was obviously made of foam, and it was still a little soft when photographed. I don't know how it turned into solid wood. I really don't know about it at all. "

After hearing what the two said, Zheng Fanghe's face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on the few people in front of him like pliers: "Who moved this thing here? Who kept it before?"

(End of this chapter)