I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

As the saying goes, one should be grateful to those who have benefited from it, but there is a limit to this.

This morning, Mo Rusheng was scolded by Director Wang again.

The reason was that she yawned frequently when acting opposite other actors.

This resulted in one scene being NGed two or three times.

The actor who played opposite him had more lines, and he said the same line several times.

But after all, he had just had afternoon tea and dinner sent by his fans yesterday, and the other party just smiled and comforted him that it was nothing.

But Director Wang was unhappy and finally got angry during the third NG.

"I'm sorry, director. I was memorizing my lines last night and didn't pay attention for a moment. By the time I realized it, it was a little too late. I will pay attention next time."

Mo Rusheng apologized to the director very straightforwardly.

However, Director Wang didn't buy his words. "What's the point of you apologizing to me? It's others who are implicated by you."

There was someone next to her who had more lines than her, so why didn't she memorize them until midnight?

Mo Rusheng lowered his head and turned to apologize to the actor next to him.

The actor quickly waved his hands and said it was okay and he would just try to control himself next time.

Zheng Hao, who was standing outside watching this scene, crossed his arms and sighed.

"It seems that sugar-coated bullets are still useful."

"You call this useful? Didn't the director not give her face?" Ji Yu leaned his hands on a shelf and tilted his head to look at him.

Zheng Hao looked at his delicate profile from a close distance. Although he had known him for a few days, he was still struck by his handsome face every time.

Moreover, he is handsome, and whatever he does is pleasing to the eye.

Every time he stood with Ji Yu, he could clearly feel that many eyes were looking at them.

Once he even imitated the other person to do the same action, and ended up receiving several disgusted looks.

Alas, if he looked at her any longer he was afraid that he would become bent, so Zheng Hao quickly looked away.

"That's because you don't know Director Wang. If it was his usual self, he would have been impatient the first time and would have started scolding the second time."

"Your artists are the best. They have always been worry-free. It must be easy to follow such artists."

Compared to some actors who run around, chat with people and build various personal connections.

At first glance, Hou Bei is the kind of person who is so absorbed in his work that he doesn't care about anything else.

Seeing that Ji Yu is always able to hang out with them, we know that it must be because the artists are less troublesome that the assistants have so much free time.

"Hou Bei does have a good personality, but she needs to be watched constantly. Sometimes she gets too absorbed in what she does and tends to neglect her own health."

Zheng Hao reached out and punched him on the shoulder, "Are you showing off?"

Ji Yu smiled, "You discovered all this."

It was afternoon in a blink of an eye. The weather was clear and cloudless today, and the sun was shining brightly above our heads.

When shooting a costume drama in summer, everyone hates this kind of weather the most.

After a few minutes, all the clothes inside were wet.

Ji Yu bought a fan and a dozen-meter-long electric wire on the Internet, connected them to a power source, turned them to the highest setting, and a whistling wind blew out with great force.

As soon as Hou Bei finished the scene, he moved the fan in front of her.

The strong wind almost blew her headdress off, but it felt very comfortable.

Because there are several air conditioners nearby that are continuously releasing cold air. Although it is not directed at them, the cold air emitted by the air conditioners is still sufficient, so the fan does not blow only hot air.

"I finally feel alive again." Hou Bei slumped in his chair.

"You've worked so hard, drink some water." Ji Yu opened the iced mineral water and handed it over.

Hou Bei drank half a bottle in one breath, and his smoking throat finally eased.

"It's so cool! I don't want to film a costume drama in the summer anymore."

"Really?" Ji Yu asked back.

Hou Bei was silent for two seconds. "It's not impossible if you don't have a job."

Ji Yu couldn't help laughing, he knew this would happen.

"Excuse me, could you please move a little further away?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

The two turned around and immediately recognized that this was Mo Rusheng's assistant.

"What did you say?" Ji Yu asked.

The assistant was also a little embarrassed, and repeated in a low voice: "Ms. Mo hopes you can move away. She said that you are blowing the fan here and blowing away the cold air from her air conditioner."

Ji Yu looked at the location of the fan he bought and the location of Mo Rusheng’s air conditioner.

They were three meters away from the air conditioner in front of Mo Rusheng, and the air was not even blowing directly in her direction.

Ji Yu simply adjusted the angle of the fan, from its original slanted angle to facing away from it.

"I think it won't work this way. If it still works, I suggest you look for other reasons."

The assistant also knew that his artist's words were somewhat unreasonable and walked away in embarrassment.

Mo Rusheng had been keeping an eye on this side, and seeing that they were unmoved, he knew that his assistant's negotiations had failed.

The assistant came back and told Ji Yu what he said, "He said if it can still be blown, let us find another reason."

Mo Rusheng suppressed the urge to show a cold face, "He blew it like that, sucking away all the cold air around us, and he doesn't allow others to say anything about him."

The assistant remained silent.

There are five air conditioners in the entire room, not just the one in front of her.

Even if the fan did suck away some of the cold air, it was unlikely to be hers.

Of course Mo Rusheng knew this, so she didn't shout.

Originally, I just wanted to bully an honest person, but I didn't expect that the other party was not an honest person and also had a temper.

We finished work a little later today than yesterday because the last scene of an actress that Hou Bei likes was at nine o'clock in the evening.

The other party has been in the industry for more than 20 years, has extensive experience and excellent acting skills.

Every time she appears in acting award videos edited by others, she is the one who is praised.

Hou Bei has made a lot of progress by studying with him during this period.

By the time the actress finished filming, it was already ten o'clock.

As soon as the other party finished work, Hou Bei patted his butt contentedly, got up and went back to the hotel with Ji Yu.

"Are you two still on the crew?" Ji Yu received a call from Ji Jingming on the way.

"No, I'm preparing to go back to the hotel. What happened?" Ji Yu guessed that something must have happened as soon as he heard his tone.

"There is one thing, which is the incident with the marketing account post last time. Hou Bei hasn't looked at her phone recently, right? Don't tell her about this, let her focus on filming."

Ji Yu saw Hou Bei looking at him, "Brother Ji was afraid that you would stay up until midnight because of acting, so he called me to check on you."

Hou Bei felt guilty when he heard this, and without asking any further questions, he hurried back to his room when he returned to the hotel.

Ji Jingming did not hear Hou Bei's rebuttal. He knew that she probably stayed up late again, and he felt angry and helpless.

"Forget it, let's ignore him for now. The Weibo post that the marketing account posted suddenly became a hot search tonight."