Film and television: Start by saving Han Fei

It was rare and easy, so Wu Jinghao shared the good news with Han Fei by the way.
“It’s just right, we can spare some time for video.”
After hearing this, Wang Juan, the co-pilot in the front row, pitifully sympathized with his younger brother. Little did they know that Wang Xin was busy and happy.
“Let me tell you, these are my jobs, and these are your jobs. We don’t owe anyone else, but no one can interfere with anyone’s work.”
It’s a pity that the new assistant, 970, not only ignored what Wang Xin said, but also said it innocently;
“It’s okay, I’m a newcomer. I should do more, otherwise I’m too embarrassed.”
But this will cut off Wang Xin’s chance for an extra salary increase!
As soon as Han Fei got out of the car, a gust of cold wind hit her face.
Because the filming location is in a small town, the temperature difference between day and night is huge, and when it falls at night, it feels cool and refreshing. It was like pushing Han Fei into the ice hole.
At this moment, I would like to thank my manager, Ms. Wang Juan, and the warm water bottle in my arms that is glowing and glowing.
Han Fei hurried into the hotel with a warm water bag in her arms. Unfortunately, the hotel also had insufficient heating, and the bedding was also returned at Wang Juan’s strong request.
“The environment here is not good, so I can only make do with it. Otherwise, I will go to the hotel in the city, and I won’t be able to make it back when it rains.”
Han Fei wandered around the room, but didn’t find anything particularly unbearable. She smiled at the waiter at the door:
“It’s pretty good here, please forgive me.”
After closing the door, Han Fei threw herself into the quilt wearing a down jacket, and remained motionless.
The voice came from under the quilt, slightly nasal.
“Sister Juan, I’m so cold. My hands are cold and my feet are cold. I don’t want to move. I’m so cold.”
Wang Juan can’t help it. It’s already cold here, and with the strong wind, it’s undoubtedly even colder.
“The key is why there is no heating! Sister Juan, I want heating.”
Wang Juan sat on a chair and looked at the arrangements for tomorrow. Looking at the squirming body on the bed,
“Then why didn’t you say it just now? Make your voice louder and let the people next door stage a collective uprising.”
Apart from the broken points, the lack of heating, and the dilapidated buildings, the biggest advantage of this hotel is that the sound insulation is very good.
“Stop! I’m going to have a video with Wu Jinghao. You go out first? Or you can listen to our private conversation here…”
Wang Juan was almost driven crazy by these two people, “Talk quickly, and go to sleep after chatting! I have to get up early tomorrow morning, and I will knock on the door at four o’clock on time.”
Han Fei just got through the video, and almost fell over when she heard Wang Juan’s words. “Isn’t it 5:30? I can get up at 5!”
Wu Jinghao watched Han Fei and Wang Juan jump through the network cable. After finally calming down, I felt a chill.
“How do you feel? Joining the group on the first day?”
“It’s okay. I think the difference is just making a friend. It’s still my fan. It’s called Ding Qiyang. You should have heard of it, right?”
Wu Jinghao nodded. Before the result came out, he couldn’t say anything.
“What about you?” After Wu Jinghao finished speaking, he realized that Han Fei was actually lying on the bed, still wearing a down jacket.
“Is it too cold over there? Why are you wearing a down jacket? Take it off before going to bed.”
Han Fei was a little speechless, and began to crazily complain about the hotel’s heating facilities.
“Let me tell you, I originally thought that I would be surrounded by heating after entering the room. But now I am like this. I am really freezing to death.”.