After reuniting with Bai Yueguang, the actor is really fragrant

After Li Jishu went back, he washed his face with cold water, and then called the nurse who took care of the old lady, who said that the old lady had fallen asleep, and he would call tomorrow.

Li Jishu had no choice but to inquire about the situation of the old lady, and after knowing that she was getting better, he thanked her and hung up the phone.

Here, Song Shixing returned to the hotel room and didn't suppress the restlessness in his heart after taking a shower.

What's the trouble?

First, a nervous face appeared in his mind, and then he remembered the man's sluggish appearance all afternoon.

It was as if he had bullied someone.

Fuck, he still has the face to sulk there?The play was not shot well!The knee was so stupid that it broke!All the group performers know how to knock lightly when kneeling, but he is fine, so he just smashed it on the ground in a daze!Don't let people tell you after smashing it!It's a shame to say it!

I really think I am an ancestor!

Song Shixing walked back and forth in the room angrily, and finally let go of the anger before taking out his phone to check the unread text messages.

The camera assistant first sent him a video, followed by a sentence: Director Song, there seems to be a trick in this part, please take a look.

Song Shixing frowned. Just as he clicked on it, another sentence popped up: Sorry, I made a mistake!It's the following one!

Song Shixing was about to back out, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the content in the video.

That's the one that Li Jishu NGed this morning, probably because the production team wanted to keep it for future tidbits, so they didn't delete it.

It's just that Song Shixing felt something was wrong after watching it. He rewinded to the frame where Li Jishu was distracted, tapped his finger, pressed pause, and checked carefully before confirming that he was not distracted.

The direction of his eyes was obviously looking at the place where Feng Yao was covered by the long sleeves.

Song Shixing was stunned for a second, then he called someone, and when he got up, he asked, "Have you deleted the two NGs in the first scene this morning?"

The other side said: "No deletion, no deletion! I am going to edit the extras later, what's wrong, Director Song?"

"You send me the other one too."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll post it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Shixing was obviously not as calm as before. When the phone rang, he clicked on the video to watch, and sure enough.

Li Jishu wasn't distracted, he was staring at Feng Yao.

Song Shixing let out a disturbed breath, remembering that the young man ran over to him mysteriously before. At that time, he must have discovered something and wanted to tell him secretly.

His first NG was a mistake, but the second time he did it on purpose.

Even if he knew he was going to be scolded, he still did it on purpose.

He is obviously so thin-skinned...

Song Shixing felt uncomfortable. Now, he really bullied people.

What a fuck!

Song Shixing kicked the bed very depressedly, knowing that he had misunderstood someone, but it was very difficult for him to put down his face and take the initiative to go over.

After all these years, he has already seen through it. Feelings can't be mixed together. The more they get mixed up, the more chaotic they become.

Even if Li Jishu only remembered his cold face afterward, he wouldn't care.

Song Shixing thought about all this, then turned his head to call the front desk, ordered a room package, and then went to tidy up the changed clothes in the bathroom, but he couldn't wash them in the middle of the wash, so he suddenly stood up and wiped his hands He strode out the door in stride.

As soon as he opened the door, he was caught off guard by a hesitant and surprised face.

Li Jishu struggled in the room for a long time before, unable to do anything, and finally decided that he wanted to tell what he saw, but he didn't expect to bump into Song Shixing who opened the door.

He thought the other party was going out, so he said anxiously: "Student, senior, give me a few minutes, I thought about it, and I still have to tell you about this..." Li Jishu nervously called the wrong address, but at this time the man was no longer Care about this.

Song Shixing slumped his shoulders, lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, then grabbed his hand: "You come here first."

"Aren't you going out?" Li Jishu asked cautiously.

He also went out to fart.

Song Shixing pulled the person over, made him sit on the edge of the clean bed, and raised his head in a squatting position and asked, "Just say what you want to say, I'm not busy right now, I have plenty of time." I don't know if it's because of the lighting , when the man said this, his tone was much calmer and softer than during the day.

Li Jishu was at a loss for what to do, he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Don't you have something to say? I'm listening." The man put on a posture of listening carefully, but his fingers hooked the trousers in front of him, indicating that he would lift them up for him to see.

Li Jishu blocked it with his hand and said with a blushing face: "When I was filming the first scene in the morning, I saw a needle hole in Feng Yao's arm under his sleeve. At first I thought it was caused by the infusion he went to the hospital yesterday. But it's not in the right place."

Song Shixing pulled up the pure cotton cloth, and saw the embarrassing and bruised knees at a glance.

The color of the potion is a layer of light, probably because it was not well protected when taking a bath, and there are some signs of suppuration.

"Go on."

He stood up and took the hydrogen peroxide iodophor from the bedside, and wiped it bit by bit with a cotton swab.

Although Li Jishu was awkward, he was still thinking about what he hadn't finished saying: "I didn't see it clearly the first time, but the second time I deliberately lost my mind and saw more than one needle eye, kind of like, like..."

"Injecting drugs." The man said those words calmly.

Hearing those two words, Li Jishu froze for a moment, then shook his head: "Yeah, maybe I got it wrong, hiss!"

Song Shixing moved lightly: "Perhaps you read correctly, Feng Yao's condition is not right recently, and he may not have gone to the hospital that night."

"He didn't go to the hospital?!" Li Jishu opened his eyes wide.

"I mean it's possible." After applying the potion, Song Shixing tied a bow on the bottom of his trousers above his knees to keep his pajama pants from hanging down.

After doing this, Song Shixing stood up: "Okay, you can go back first, take the medicine away, and don't rub your leg against the bed when you sleep at night. If there is no accident tomorrow, the scab should be formed."

But Li Jishu said anxiously: "What about Feng Yao? If he really...was poisoned, it would be against the law."

Song Shixing pressed his shoulder: "It's none of your business, I'll take care of it, take a good rest."

The man's unexpectedly gentle attitude made Li Jishu a little overwhelmed. By the time he realized it, he had already stood outside the room with an extra room package in his hand.

Lou Jinhui had just shot a few scenes on the set when Song Shixing called.

"What's the matter? Don't sleep so late, miss me?"

After finishing speaking, there was a deep voice over there: "Feng Yao may be poisoned."

Lou Jinhui stopped smiling instantly: "What did you say?"

Lou Jinhui walked to a corner where no one was around, and lowered his voice: "Fuck, this is not a joke, don't talk nonsense!"

"He did not come back that night. I just called the nearby hospital and there is no record of him."

"So? What does this prove!"

"Didn't go to the hospital, but he has a needle hole in his arm."

There was a bang on Lou Jinhui's forehead, and his first reaction was: "Impossible! He is not a person who doesn't know what to do! Who told you that he saw it?"

Song Shixing didn't answer: "Anyway, I'm just telling you about this matter. I won't make a conclusion until it's confirmed, but if it is exposed in the future, the film will not be able to be filmed."

Of course Lou Jinhui knew the seriousness of the matter, but he hadn't sorted it out yet.

"Say, what should I do now? I can't ask him personally, can I?"

Song Shixing's face was calm: "Don't you know his father, call his father."

Feng Yao's father is the boss of a listed company. He pays great attention to the corporate image and often attends various charity events. He is a very decent person.

Lou Jinhui swallowed, there was no other way, instead of them panicking here, it's better to let him check it himself.

The author has something to say: hum, the dog man successfully slapped himself in the face.