Chef God who doesn't want to be an actor is not a good idol

After Du Ruo helped Wen Qi leave, director Fu Wenqing stood in the messy studio, took a deep breath, and shouted in a deep voice, "Search all the scenes for me! Where are the props crew today!"

If Du Ruo was injured on the crew because of the wire accident today, it would be an absolute scandal for the crew of "Xiandao".

If it wasn't for Wen Qi's quick reaction...

Just thinking about the possible consequences made Fu Wenqing feel chills running down his spine.

He looked at the crew members who were busy on the set with a sullen face. When Fu Wenqing saw the broken wire, he stared at the neat incision. It didn't look like a trace of accidental disconnection at first glance. A storm is brewing.

"Check it out for me!"

***

When the undercurrent of Fu Wenqing's anger was surging on the set, Du Ruo helped Wen Qi to sit down in the waiting room.

For such a large-scale production team, an accompanying doctor is usually contacted.

After a while, a doctor in a white coat opened the door and walked in.

"Check him first." The two said in unison.

As soon as the words came out, Wen Qi was taken aback for a moment, then turned to see Du Ruo's worried eyes, and the strength of holding his hand was also increasing, silently expressing his thoughts.

Wen Qi's eyes were full of joy.

Du Ruo saw that Wen Qi's attitude had softened, and turned to the doctor and repeated earnestly: "Check him first."

When Wen Qi pulled off his shirt under the doctor's instructions, revealing the bruises on his back, Du Ruo's eyes immediately filled with deep distress.

Fortunately, after the examination, both Wen Qi and Du Ruo had only skin injuries.

"During this time, you need to rest more, the ointment should be applied with a cotton swab every day, and you should pay attention to the taboo..."

Du Ruo took the swab and ointment from the doctor, listened carefully to the doctor's instructions, and nodded from time to time.

"Thank you doctor."

Watching the doctor disappear at the door of the lounge, Wen Qi still wanted to comfort Du Ruo: "I'm fine, maybe it's just that I look scary..."

Just halfway through the conversation, Du Ruo glanced over indifferently, and Wen Qi fell silent for an instant.

"Carry it on your back and take off your shirt."

Wen Qi followed Du Ruo's instructions honestly, and when he turned his head, he didn't see Du Ruo's uncontrollable distress when he saw the wound on his back.

He took a cotton swab and dipped it in the ointment, and gently applied it to the wound on Wen Qi's back.

But at this time, Wen Qi still wanted to ease the dull atmosphere, "Actually, it's really not..."

"hiss--"

The originally cool, warm and gentle touch on his back suddenly turned into a pain, which made Wen Qi couldn't help shouting, and turned his head to meet Du Ruo's gentle but invisible threatening smile.

After Wen Qi turned around and calmed down completely, Du Ruo's eyes filled with a touch of unbearable.

He sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, and wordlessly eased the movement of his hands a bit.

***

Wen Qi didn't bring a manager with him when he visited the class this time.

When Chen Mo received the news from the crew and rushed over non-stop, he pushed open the door and saw Wen Qi's shirtless body, and Du Ruo seemed to be stuck on Wen Qi's back even though his clothes were neat.

Chen Mo gasped, subconsciously took a step back and closed the door, and checked that there was no one else in the corridor before he dared to open the door again.

As soon as the door was closed, Chen Mo couldn't help nagging: "It's still on the set anyway, can you pay attention?"

Du Ruo, who had just helped Wen Qi apply the ointment, suddenly heard this passage, and turned around in a daze.

Chen Mo's eyes fell on the cotton swab in Du Ruo's hand, and then slowly moved to the unsealed ointment next to him, only then did he realize that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

Chen Mo coughed twice, concealing his embarrassment, and walked to Du Ruo's side, "Director Fu said, you fell while filming the Wia scene, is it serious?"

"I'm not serious..." Du Ruo hesitated to speak and turned his gaze to Wen Qi's back.

Only then did Chen Mo notice the situation on Wen Qi's back, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The crew gave him the news: When Du Ruo was filming the wire scene, the wire broke and the person fell down. Wen Qi got injured trying to save Du Ruo.Chen Mo naturally felt that Du Ruo was the one who was seriously injured.It wasn't until seeing the current situation of the two that Chen Mo suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

After applying the ointment and Wen Qi put on his shirt, Chen Mo was in the mood to ask another question: "What happened to the Wia accident just now?"

Listening to Du Ruo talking about the situation at that time, Wen Qi added a few words from time to time, and Chen Mo frowned more and more.

As a manager, he has been in the entertainment circle longer than Du Ruo, and he has seen a lot more nasty things than Du Ruo.He knows how dirty some people's methods can be in the face of interests.

No upholstered wire "accidentally" broke.

These two points are enough to make Chen Mo think of a conspiracy theory.

Not long after Chen Mo came, the assistant director hurriedly opened the door.

God knows how excited he almost jumped up when he heard the doctor say that it was only a superficial injury.It's like a disaster.

And because he ran too hastily, he pushed open the door while he was still out of breath. The assistant director just slowed down for a while, and looked up to meet Chen Mo's fox-like smile. Throat mouth.

The assistant director swallowed, and pulled himself together, "I heard from the doctor about the situation, it's best not to exercise strenuously these days, and there are taboos..."

He bit the bullet and finished the sentence under Chen Mo's half-smile eyes.

"Have you checked what happened just now?"

Chen Mo didn't say it clearly, but the four people in the room knew what he was referring to.

The assistant director shook his head, met Chen Mo's gaze, and immediately added a sentence: "Director Fu is still investigating."

"Where are your guides?"

"On set."

After Chen Mo thought about it for a while, he could understand the meaning of Fu Wenqing's move. It was nothing more than to calm down the situation and prevent someone from leaving in troubled waters.

Chen Mo followed the assistant director to the set, but asked Du Ruo and Wen Qi to stay in the lounge to rest for a while.

When there were two people left in the lounge again, Du Ruo turned to look at Wen Qi, and put on a new black pullover to completely cover Wen Qi's back.But Du Ruo, who had just given Wen Qi medicine, was able to clearly describe the location of Wen Qi's back injury.

Du Ruo stretched out her hand, controlled her strength, and gently pulled the hem of La Wenqi's clothes, but was careful not to touch his wound.

"Does it hurt?"

Those dark eyes that were as clear as glass were full of distress and worry, as if the small figure imprinted in his eyes had become a fragile glass doll.

Wen Qi looked at Du Ruo's expression, and the corners of his mouth softened unconsciously.

"Hmm..." Wen Qi pretended to "think" for a while, then looked into Du Ruo's eyes with a smile, "The kiss doesn't hurt anymore."

As soon as the words fell, he leaned over and pressed a kiss quickly on the corner of Du Ruo's mouth.

Looking at Du Ruo's stunned expression, before Wen Qi's mouth was completely raised, a warm hand covered his eyes, and then, the warm and moist touch fell gently on his face. on the lips.

***

On the set, under the strong pressure of Fu Wenqing, the staff quickly screened out everyone in today's crew who had contact with Wia.

Fu Wenqing glanced coldly across the faces of several people from left to right, but when he saw the person on the far right, he frowned suddenly, took two big steps forward, and said coldly: "Look up!" Get up."

It was an extremely simple and honest face, looking at the middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, his neck was already covered with sweat.

But these are not important in the eyes of Fu Wenqing.

"I haven't seen you on the set before today."

"How did you get on set?"

"Who allowed you to enter the set?"

Fu Wenqing's voice became louder and louder, and Chen Mo, who heard these words, looked at the man with increasingly unfriendly eyes.

"I... I am... a temporary worker introduced by my fellow villager. He told me that he is not feeling well today, so let me replace him for a day... He will give me his salary today..."

The middle-aged man couldn't bear the pressure, and it didn't take long for him to explain everything he knew in detail.

After some inquiries, the middle-aged man is a local group performer in Haishi, and his salary is settled on a daily basis. A few days ago, his fellow villager found him and asked him to help with the crew for a day, promising him that there would be no problem .Only then did he dare to agree to help.

In the end, I didn't expect that there would be a basket.

When saying this, the middle-aged man's voice trembled.

"What's your fellow's name?" Hearing this, Chen Mo stepped forward and asked.

"Qin...Qin Tao."

Despite having some accents, Fu Wenqing quickly found the field manager named "Qin Tao", but when the leader of the field management group dialed the phone number left by "Qin Tao", he heard "This is Empty number" prompt tone.

Chen Mo looked at the farce in front of him, with coldness in his eyes: "We need an explanation."

When it comes to the word "we", Chen Mo deliberately emphasized it.

us--

Chen Mo, Du Ruo, Wen Qi.

"I will definitely give an explanation." Fu Wenqing's current expression was as ugly as if he had been slapped twice.

In his crew, such a thing would happen under his nose. He looked at the middle-aged man who didn't know what kind of dispute he was involved in, and was still shivering. The corners of his mouth were straight, and his eyes were full of anger.

No matter who is the hand that stirs the wind and rain behind the back, if the hand is too long, it shouldn't be kept!

***

Wen Qi is now injured on his back, if he wants to fly back, he will inevitably touch the wound.

Wen Qi himself had nothing to do in the next week, and the crew felt guilty about the accident caused by their negligence, so Wen Qi temporarily stayed in the hotel rented by the crew.

However, the place where Wen Qi lives is not the room that other people thought the crew had reserved for him.

In Du Ruo's hotel room.

Because of the injury on his back, Wen Qi can only play with his mobile phone sideways now, and he has to be careful when turning over, for fear of pulling the injury on his back.

When Du Ruo avoided the wound and came out of the shower while wiping his hair, Wen Qi Yuguang glanced at him, sat up from the sofa, and picked up the hair dryer.

Du Ruo habitually sat down next to Wen Qi, lowered her head slightly as before, and the warm wind came from the hair dryer in bursts, making Du Ruo very warm.

Her hair dries slowly, but her cheeks are hot.

I don't know if it's because of the hot air from the hair dryer, or the body temperature of the people around me.