The quilt routine of the almighty queen

Chapter 230 What Are You Holding?
It has to be said that Tan Siyao and Director Yue have known each other for many years, and know his temperament much better than Xiao Ziyun and others.

Director Yue led an emergency discussion meeting with the assistant director and several high-level crew members, and quickly formulated a countermeasure.

"In a while, I will ask the post-editing of the crew to cut a few paragraphs of the fight scene you filmed yesterday, and explain the topics that broke out today. Please help forward it. You should know how to post it after watching it. That photo Siyao, you can also respond to the incident. The follow-up crew will deal with it, and you will not be wronged, especially Zi Yun, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

"That's right, that's right." The screenwriter sister also echoed, "We don't feel wronged about this matter, and it's not difficult to deal with it. Tomorrow your roles will continue as usual, so you don't need to have any psychological burden. Don't be affected by this incident."

Since Director Yue and the others have said so, Xiao Ziyun and Tan Siyao naturally have no objections.

"Then it's decided, it's not too early now, why don't you..."

"Go back." Before they could say a few words, they heard a stern reprimand from behind: "What are you doing sneakily here?"

Xiao Ziyun and the others were all taken aback, and subconsciously turned their heads to follow the prestige, and saw He Fangfang and Cheng Yanqin standing not far away.

He Fangfang frowned slightly, and looked at Cheng Yanqin with a hint of impatience.

On the other hand, Cheng Yanqin's face was pale, her eyes dodged around with a bit of guilt, and she was holding a small bag that could not be seen to contain anything in her hand.

He Fangfang saw what was in her hand at a glance, and continued to ask: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Cheng Yanqin was startled when she heard He Fangfang's voice suddenly, and her heart skipped a beat when she heard He Fangfang ask about the things in her hand.

Especially when everyone who had gathered together to discuss looked at her for a moment, Cheng Yanqin's face became more and more ugly, and she subconsciously hid the things in her hands behind her back.

"No, it's nothing. It contains some food that I carry with me. Isn't this going to go back? I'm going to take it back to eat."

"Food?" He Fangfang sneered, squinted her eyes and said, "You brought your own food when you came to the set, just right, I'm a little hungry, so why don't you give me some to fill my stomach first? I'll give you money, Or buy it another day and return it to you.”

"This..." Cheng Yanqin's expression froze slightly, and she said with a dry smile, "Sister Fangfang, these are all snacks for me, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat after eating too much, or you'd better..."

"I don't mind, I don't like to eat, I just like to eat snacks." He Fangfang said and stretched out his hand directly from Cheng Yanqin, "Bring it!"

Cheng Yanqin's hand holding the bag tightened subconsciously, and she called out pitifully: "Sister Fangfang..."

Seeing this, several staff members couldn't help but frowned, obviously dissatisfied with He Fangfang's aggressiveness.

"Don't call me so intimate, we don't know each other well." He Fangfang didn't care what other people thought, she glanced at Cheng Yanqin coldly, lifted the fig leaf directly, and said coldly, "I still want to lie when I'm at this level People! You told me, why did the snacks you brought appear in the prop room of the crew? Could it be that the prop master of the crew confiscated your snacks to make props?"

As soon as He Fangfang said this, there was an uproar at the scene.

(End of this chapter)