Film and television: Start by saving Han Fei

Wu Jinghao pointed to the corner of his mouth, and it was a little funny to see Han Fei’s bewildered expression.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong with the corner of your mouth?” After finishing speaking, he looked shyly at the people around him, “Isn’t this bad? There are so many people.”
Now it’s Wu Jinghao’s turn to petrify.
“What’s going on in that little head of yours? I mean, look at the corner of your mouth.”
Han Fei touched it and found that it was covered with oil, not to mention a few grains of rice. Thinking of my touching understanding just now, I can’t wait to get stuck in the cracks in the ground and not come out.
“If you don’t say it sooner, you have to point it out. It’s hard not to be misunderstood.”
“Then what can I do.” Han Fei buried her head in her meal and ignored Wu Jinghao’s rambling on the other side of the video.
“All right, all right, I’ve said it several times. I’m sure I won’t run around today, and I’ll go back to the hotel immediately after filming.”
Wu Jinghao looked atHan Fei felt a little funny with that perfunctory look, but she was too shy to say it.
After getting dressed, Han Fei followed Wang Juan and was ready to set off. She was just about to take the elevator. I heard someone shouting in the corridor, “It’s snowing.”
Han Fei didn’t want to leave regardless of what she said, but she was dragged into the car by Wang Juan in the end.
“Sister Juan, it’s snowing now. Maybe we won’t be shooting anymore. Let’s go back to the hotel and wait for news.”
Wang Juan looked at Han Fei who was huddled in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and sighed.
“Let’s go first. We are filming in a studio, not in the wild. It will be warm on set.”
“I’ve already ordered a hot drink, and I can drink it when I go. Actors are also filming in this cold weather. You can’t stop going to work just because it’s snowing.”
Han Fei hugged her thermos and nodded. No wonder people in the circle said that Wang Juan is a desperate money-making machine.
Halfway through the car, Wang Juan received a call from the crew, saying that the filming was suspended due to the heavy snowfall today.
Wang Juan looked at the snow outside the window, and was a little confused, “So this is also called Daxue? This director is also hypocritical, and he wasted a day’s money.”
Han Fei leaned on the chair and looked out through the window. The original green scene was almost graying.
“Sister Juan, maybe the snow is getting bigger and bigger. There is no way to do it. At first, it might as well follow my advice and stay in the hotel.”
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Wang Juan snorted at Han Fei, “It’s according to your wishes. God, it’s snowing because of your mood.”
After returning to the hotel, because there was no filming today, they flocked to the restaurant on the first floor to eat.
“Sister Juan, this is like zombies entering the city. I don’t think we can eat anymore.”
Pulling Wang Juan to the room, she saw that her Aunt Wang was already waiting outside pushing the dining car, and of course there was a follower Ding Qiyang.
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“Ma’am is back. This is the breakfast I made for you this morning. Eat it while it’s hot.”
After finishing speaking, she left. Han Fei greeted the staff who followed her to come and eat. Seeing Ding Qiyang’s pitiful appearance, I couldn’t bear it.
“Why don’t you go to eat? Can you help me?”
Ding Qiyang shook his head, his eyes fixed on the breakfast behind him.
“Auntie cooked a lot today, let’s come in and eat together.”
Han Fei looked at Ding Qiyang who hadn’t eaten for a few days, and ate like crazy.
“Eat slowly, so you’re not afraid of choking? Come have some soup.” He said and handed over a bowl of wonton soup.
After eating and drinking, Ding Qiyang explained the purpose of coming here. seven.