Unauthorized heartbeat

"No."

"Oh."

As expected, more reasonable.

Jian Mu's elevated mood was like a balloon, blown up by Xie Beiwang, and suddenly burst by his poke.

"Then hang up? I'll start filming right away." Jian Mu completely crushed the broken cigarette end into the mud.

"it is good."

Jian Mu hung up immediately after receiving the answer, and suddenly heard the person opposite the phone cough twice, but it was too late to ask, the phone beeped twice and returned to the communication interface.

He was too much influenced by Xie Beiwang, but he had just been slapped in the face, and he didn't want to lick his face and ask people if they were uncomfortable, even if they were really uncomfortable, it had nothing to do with him.

After standing there blankly for a while, Jian Mu stepped back to the scene shed.

Facts proved that Jian Mu hadn't thought about it, Xie Beiwang was really uncomfortable. On the fourth day when Xiao He sent a message to Jian Mu, he said that he had been ill for almost a week. Jian Mu checked the date backwards and found that the time of his illness was the same as It took about the same time to return to province X, and I guess I got sick after finishing my work.

Jian Mu: Have a cold?

He Yu: Well, it's the flu.

Jian Mu: Did you go to the hospital?

He Yu: I have been there, and now I am recuperating at home.

He Yu: The boss is not in good condition, and his appetite is also quite poor.

Jian Mu: Give him some porridge, vegetable porridge is fine, he doesn't eat meat when he's sick.

He Yu: Okay, thank you, Teacher Jian.

Jian Mu: You are welcome.

After dealing with He Yu, Jian Mu wondered if he should call Xie Beiwang to express his condolences.In the eyes of ordinary people, the flu is just a small problem, but Xie Beiwang's precious lungs are usually most afraid of colds and colds, and a chain reaction is even more fatal.In addition, he has the stink that he doesn't like to eat every time he is sick, and he is much more delicate than the princess and the pea in the fairy tale book.

Jian Mu froze for a moment holding the phone and did not respond, Li Miao who was on the side came with a bowl.

His condition was not serious, and his physical condition was not bad as an adult, so he only stayed in the hospital for two days. When he came out, he apologized to Jian Mu again, which made Jian Mu's ears almost callused.

This is not over yet, in addition to verbal thanks, Li Miao also made some material apology from time to time, and in just a few days, Jian Mu received snacks and various kinds of hot tea.

Cannibalism is soft, manpower is short, and Lin Dong's old fritters who are good at smoothing things out are sent on a business trip, and the new assistant can't keep up with the pace.

"Brother Jian, I saw the mung bean soup distributed by the field manager, so I brought it along." Li Miao smiled.

The new assistant standing next to him was stunned, looked at Li Miao, Jian Mu sighed in his heart, and refused: "No, I just finished drinking, and I can't drink now."

"Ah, then I'll take an extra..."

Jian Mu glanced left and right, and the old seniors in the same group were sitting under the big umbrella not far away, so he called the assistant to pick it up, and continued: "I appreciate the kindness, I don't think there is anyone from Teacher Zhang to send it to you." , give it to Teacher Zhang to drink first."

"That's fine, just don't waste it."

The new assistant walked over with a bowl in his hand, taking small steps quickly as if he was trying to make up for his negligence just now. Jian Mu didn't feel that he didn't do a good job, but Li Miao was too attentive.

"Brother Jian, can you play against me?" Li Miao took apart the folding stool and sat down by himself, staring at Jian Mu with shining eyes.

"How many knots?"

"After the 43rd festival, I tried it in front of the mirror last night, and the performance was a bit uneven."

"Okay." Jian Mu flipped through his own script, but didn't stop at the 43rd section, but turned all the way to the back, "I remember that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will focus on the shooting of Group B, right?"

"Ah... yes." Li Miao didn't understand Jian Mu's question.

"Okay," Jian Mu pursed her lips slightly, and turned the script back to verse 43, "Come on."