The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Fang Qingqing, Meng Jingzhou and others who were waiting on the other side couldn't wait for the director to call start, but they heard one after another:

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

After everyone was stunned for a few seconds, they hurried over dragging their heavy costumes.

Then I saw Chen Mingkai and Shi Boyi, beaten into dust on the ground, looking inhumane.

"What's going on?"

Fang Qingqing asked the assistant who was standing aside with a look on her face.

The assistant said: "They started fighting because of you."

Fang Qingqing:......

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm married. What's the point of two men fighting because of me? Besides, one of them has a family and the other has a girlfriend. If you spread rumors again, I'll ban you."

Fang Qingqing was so anxious that the hairpin on her head shook.

Assistant: ...

"No, no, they were obviously fighting because of antihypertensive drugs."

The cameraman on the side saw that the assistant was too scared to speak by Fang Qingqing, and immediately came out to smooth things over.

"Antihypertensive drugs?"

Meng Jingzhou and Qin Shu exclaimed at the same time, looking at the two people on the ground in disbelief.

"Did they take myrrh? Or did they not take any medicine?" Fang Qingqing asked excitedly.

"No, are the side effects of this antihypertensive drug so severe? Will you go crazy if you don't take it for one meal?" Qin Shu also came over curiously.

Meng Jingzhou frowned as he watched, this is unheard of!

The two people on the ground were fighting softly, but they couldn't break away from each other. The noise in their ears was so noisy that they couldn't hear what the people around them were saying.

Fang Qingqing saw how pitiful the two of them were, and suddenly she had a plan in mind and raised her voice:

"Since they need antihypertensive drugs so much but are reluctant to buy them, let's crowdfund and buy antihypertensive drugs for directors and producers. What do you think?"

Assistant: ...

That doesn't seem to be the case, right?

But he had been tortured by Fang Qingqing, and he didn't dare to speak at all.

The camera teacher and others nodded innocently, feeling that this proposal was very feasible.

As a result, the two people on the ground continued to struggle.

Everyone else was busy donating money, and no one tried to break up the fight, let alone start a fight.

Only the assistant came back after donating fifty yuan. Seeing the two still fighting, he weakly began to persuade:

"Director, producer, please stop fighting, really stop fighting."

His voice was low and small, as fine as the moan of a mosquito, and could not be heard by the two people on the ground tearing each other apart.

Fang Qingqing greeted everyone, even the extras pretending to be beggars on the roadside, and started collecting money with a QR code.

"It doesn't matter if you give more or less, it's all about your heart. The director and producer were heartbroken for our show. Now there is a serious shortage of medicine, and everyone is fighting. Everyone contributes vigorously, and those with money contribute money. If you don't have enough money, just hide and don't let me see you..."

Meng Jingzhou and Qin Shu followed her, beating gongs and drums together.

Soon, a crowd of people gathered around the table where they were collecting donations, queuing up to scan the QR code to donate.

This matter is very strange to say, but now everyone has been convinced by Fang Qingqing's lobbying and did not use their brains to think at all.

Chen Mingkai and Shi Boyi fought for a long time, but no one broke up the fight. The two of them were exhausted and planned to stop.

So one pulled the collar of the other, and the other grabbed the hair of the other, and they lay there and competed.

"You let go!"

"You let go first!"

"You let me go first!"

"Who knows if you will let me go if I let it go, or if you let it go first."

……

The two of them talked breathlessly for a long time, and felt their mouths were dry. Finally they couldn't talk anymore and lay down to rest, but their hands did not leave the other person's hair and collar at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I lay down, I heard someone chanting sutras in a low voice next to me.

Listen carefully, the content of this scripture is:

"Director, producer, please stop fighting, really stop fighting."

The two looked at each other, looking for the source of the sound in confusion, and saw the assistant squatting aside, staring blankly at the ants on the ground, repeating what he said.

Chen Mingkai:......

Shi Boyi:......

"Where are you reading the eulogy? Are you so good at making arguments?"

Chen Mingkai was so angry that he struggled to find a place to be the director here. His assistant didn't even know how to help him. A little help would help them get off the ground!

As a result, he was actually watching the ants move. Who wouldn't be angry?

Shi Boyi gasped and shouted, "Stop reading!"

The assistant turned his head nervously, looked at the two people on the ground and asked, "Then, are you still fighting?"

The two people on the ground couldn't stand it anymore, so they stood up and attacked the assistant.

The little assistant held his head in his hands, looking very weak and begging for mercy.

"Not me, not me."

"What's not you?" Chen Mingkai withdrew his hand that was about to strike.

It was then that he realized that there was no one around them.

Good guy, really good guy, two big leaders of the same crew got into a fight, and there was no one to stop the fight. The world is really going downhill!

There were bustling sounds not far away, as well as a woman's cadence of shouting...

The two looked around and saw a group of people surrounding them not far away.

"What are those people doing?"

Chen Mingkai was very angry, and Shi Boyi was also very angry. None of these people are working, so what are they doing!

The assistant stood up at this time and said cautiously:

"It's Teacher Fang Qingqing. She is calling the entire crew to donate to you."

"Donate?"

The well-known directors and producers in the industry were confused, "Why are you donating money to us?"