Married into a rich and powerful family [Transmigration Book]

Sure enough, no clues were found in the poisonous glue incident, and the crew could only fire two makeup artists, which strengthened the unified management of supplies.

No one thought that Ruan Jiaobao would get mixed up with the grumpy Han Xi. The fans of the two were stunned, and the harmonious and framed photos of the set were frequently circulated. Over time, a cult-the combination of the devil and Jiaohua was born.

Han Xi's face was dark, as if he was owed at least 800 million, and he could jump out to bite people at any time. Ruan Jiao looked at ease and smiled with two shallow dimples. Sometimes he put a hand on Han Xi's shoulder, back, On the head, like a qualified animal trainer.

"Hey, are these two friends okay?" The heroine Hao Ling, who belongs to the same Guangyao as Song Qiyu, is an old partner. Today they were making up details in another group. They passed by and saw Han Xi and Ruan Jiao side by side preparing to perform.

"Where does the child come from so much hatred? It's not very good." Song Qizhen said with a smile.

"That's hard to say, the child is very smart now." Hao Ling poked the window paper on his heart as if pointing something.

"Look at your thoughtfulness, aren't you afraid of getting wrinkles on your face if you think too much?" Song Qihuang patted her on the back, "Don't look and go."

"Brother, I didn't say it. I can't tell you about the glue. You should be careful. It's not like you haven't been tricked before." Hao Ling glanced at him, touched the headgear, and Shi Shi ran away with the hem of her skirt. go.

Song Qihuang looked at Ruan Jiao's back, thoughtfully...

Han Xi was very depressed. Today, all he had to do was play with Ruan Jiao. What was even more depressing was that he had to go to Wia in the room. He is facing the wind and stands tall, but he is afraid of heights!

Ruan Jiao and him wore high-altitude protective clothing full of buckles, and made the final confirmation with Wu Zhi.

It was also the first time for Han Xi to go to Wia, his hands and feet were stiff, his eyes were wide open, and he looked around uneasily.

In contrast, Ruan Jiao's expression was much more relaxed, and he teased Han Xi, "Don't be afraid, young master, I'll hug you when you go up."

"Fart! With your small body, the fan will turn on and blow the wall directly for you." Han Xi was nervous and sprayed him bravado.

After the scene was ready, the two people slowly rose with the cable.

This action scene is carried out in a three-story wooden tower built. The indoors are not as open as the outdoors. Cranes can be used, and the situation is easy to see and grasp.

The space inside the wooden tower is limited, and there are only two huge beams to set up the pulleys, and the bottom is completed with manpower and winches.

After ascending to the second floor, Han Xi closed his eyes and asked, "Ruan, Ruan Jiao, did you mean what you said just now?"

"What did I say?" Ruan Jiao stroked the black hair scattered on his shoulders, and asked knowingly.

"You, help me later." Han Xi frowned.

"I didn't say to help you, I said I could hug you." Ruan Jiao teased him.

"Just hug me! You'll be hugging me soon!" Han Xi collapsed.

The whole scene started with Han Xi being injured and flying out from the third floor. Ruan Jiao supported him from the other side and jumped to the second floor, and flew half a circle along the railing inside the tower. In order to avoid hidden weapons, he pushed Han Xi away and continued. After falling half a circle, he grabbed Han Xi and landed together.

The entire martial arts design is complicated, there are many close-ups, and the space inside the tower is narrow, making it very difficult.

Han Xi stood outside the wooden fence with the determination to die, and the staff counted in each group. After the inspection was completed, the countdown began for the actual filming.

Han Xi looked back at Ruan Jiao in despair.

Ruan Jiao sat on the opposite wooden platform, and the steel cable behind him was drawn to the fixed point of the steel shaft.

The work light was on on the ceiling, and he squinted his eyes and mouthed to Han Xi, "Don't be afraid, young master!"

"Three, two, one!" After the director counted down, Han Xi turned his back outward, and the staff pushed him out violently. The steel cable suddenly tightened, dragging him to the center of the fixed axis.

Ruan Jiao hooked the steel cable by himself, stepped on the edge of the wooden platform, and at the prompt of the staff, flew down and headed straight for Han Xi.

The four-sided fan started, and the black-haired and white-clothed Ruan Jiao grabbed Han Xi at a fixed point. His body was shaking like a washing machine was dehydrating. He didn't forget his promise, and stretched out his hand to tightly hook Han Xi's back. Han Xi's whole body was fixed in the arms.

They quickly descended to the second floor according to the fixed position, and the staff reminded them to be in place. Ruan Jiao said in Han Xi's ear, "Master, open your eyes, I'm going to push you out."

Han Xi has broad shoulders and long legs, standing one size bigger than Ruan Jiao, wishing he could shrink into a ball and hide in his pocket.

"You, you, you push, push quickly!" Han Xi tried hard to control his facial expression.

Ruan Jiao pushes them out gently against his vest. They are now in the heart of the tower, and if they get stronger, they will push Han Xi into the camera range.

Han Xishun slid to the second fixed point of the steel cable, where he waited for Ruan Jiao to circle the wooden fence for half a circle, and the two fell together again.

At this moment, the fixed shaft of the steel cable was on the cableway suspended by the wooden beam, making an ear-piercing click sound.

Han Xi did not slide to the designated position and was caught by the staff, but suddenly began to rush towards the tower wall.

The staff didn’t know how to fly over the eaves and walls, and they were all stupid. Someone on the roof beam yelled, “Oops! The cable pulley is out of position!”

In the blink of an eye, Ruan Jiao stomped hard, and rushed forward, with one hand barely hooking Han Xi's shirt front, a large piece of costume on Han Xi's chest was torn off, and it seemed that he would not be able to hook him, and he was strong at the critical moment The girdle of his tunic saved his life.

Ruan Jiao followed the tattered clothes in his hands and dragged Han Xi into his arms. Behind him was the solid wooden pagoda fence. If he rushed over at this speed, he would be thrown into Sachima!

Han Xi, who was pale and still in shock, wrapped his arms around Ruan Jiao's waist and did not let go.

"Young master, there are so many people watching, don't act coquettish." Ruan Jiao's heart beat like a drum, and his palms were sweaty, but he still had the heart to tease him.

Before the two could catch their breath, the steel girder cableway above their heads "clanged", and the pulley lock with the size of a fist "swished" and fell straight in front of the two.

"Damn it..." Ruan Jiaojie didn't finish cursing, and he and Han Xi fell down quickly.

The second floor of the wooden tower was ten meters above the ground. The moment Ruan Jiao rescued Han Xi, the staff on the ground responded quickly and pulled the cushions.However, Ruan Jiao and the others suddenly fell, and the cushion was not dragged to the proper place.

Ruan Jiao replaced the teleprompter system with lightness kungfu, and replaced the lacrimal gland system with most of his internal strength. At this time, his intestines were green with regret.

In the nick of time, he tore Han Xi off his body, took his hand, and slapped his chest. Han Xi was pierced by his internal force, flew over in the direction of the cushion, and brought Ruan Jiao down from the sky. Fell on the edge of the cushion.

The surrounding staff swarmed up, and the scene was in chaos.

Han Xi was sober the moment he landed, and he didn't catch his last breath because Ruan Jiao hit him hard.

Han Xi was dizzy for a few minutes, then sat up unsteadily, his ears buzzing, and people around him kept telling him to lie down and not move.

He gasped for a few breaths of fear, and suddenly found Ruan Jiao lying in front of him, huddled and motionless.

Young Master Han remembered the last moment, the force passing through his chest, forcibly annoyed Newton to death, distorted the gravity, and led him and Ruan Jiao to the mat.

Ruan Jiao was completely uninjured, lying curled up on his side on the ground. He was suffering an internal electric shock comparable to the intensity of the first OOC.

Han Xi was terrified, and hurriedly crawled in front of him, "Ruan Jiao, what's wrong with you, Ruan Jiao? Don't scare me!"

"Ding!" The big scene OOC is triggered, the teleprompter system is activated, and the lacrimal gland system is activated.

Ruan Jiao was forced to be helpless, even if he was in pain, he still had to read his lines and maintain his character.

"It hurts...I miss my brother..." Ruan Jiao closed his eyes slightly, tears streaming down his face, his voice was weak and soft, like a dying animal.

Han Xi didn't have time to analyze whether it was fake or real, so he moved closer to help him.

Song Qizhen, who was in another group of make-up shots, also ran over. He fell over Wia, and his back is still injured.

"Han Xi don't touch him." Song Qizhen blocked his hand, "Ruan Jiao, where is your pain?"

The doctors in the team have already checked up and down. Except for the abrasions on the forearm and neck, Ruan Jiao's limbs and spine are all intact, and there is no major trauma.

"It hurts everywhere..." Ruan Jiao's body was throbbing with electric current, his expression was blurred by the pain, his forehead and palms were covered with cold sweat, he was extremely pitiful.

Song Qihuang's face turned pale, and he comforted him, "The ambulance will come soon, and the pain will be gone in a while when we arrive at the hospital."

"Then when will my brother come?" Ruan Jiao half-opened his eyes, cold sweat rolling down his eyelashes, and tears.He had to add drama quickly and take the opportunity to get Chu Yu here.

Song Qixuan called Yaoyao, who was out of breath from crying. She had just called Xu Hui, holding two mobile phones in her hands.

Song Qixuan asked her to unlock Ruan Jiao's phone, opened the address book, and there were only a few numbers, the first one was: Brother A.

Jiang Mi took the strategic cooperation memorandum from the president's office and was about to send it to Chu Yu when Ruan Jiao's call came in.

He really didn't want to be a small speaker for the boss's game, so he took two steps with his long legs, and directly sent the phone to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu raised his eyelids and stared at him, but answered the phone without thinking.

On Weibo recently, he saw Ruan Jiaoren seeing people love flowers and seeing flowers blooming. For a while, the bondage of senior brothers and sisters, and the combination of the devil and Jiaohua for a while, the omnipotent Chu Ba always felt a little guilty. 24 hours of barking.

Ruan Jiao, who took the initiative to call at this time, made Chu Yu feel inexplicably relieved, "It's not enough to be coquettish on WeChat every day, and you changed your phone to be coquettish? Well, well, well! You are the most handsome and beautiful, I can't pull my eyes out after seeing it, that's fine." ?"

Jiang Mi: "..." It's over, the boss is crazy!

Song Qihuang: "..." It's over, this is the brother on the bed!

Chu Yu leaned back comfortably, turned around the seat, and his vague shadow reflected on the glass curtain wall was tender, "What? I'm so happy that I can't speak?"

Song Qiyan swallowed, "Well... hello, Ruan Jiao was injured on the set, can you come over?"

When a mature and stable male voice came, Chu Yu sat up straight and asked only two words with a gloomy face: "Address."

The ambulance had arrived on the set, and Ruan Jiao's condition had to be taken to the nearest hospital. Song Qizhen reported his address, hung up the phone, and looked at Ruan Jiao with a complicated expression.

Chu Yu didn't even have time to put on his coat, so he rushed to the elevator, "Call Xu Hui! Ask them what they are doing!"

Jiang Mi was holding his suit and coat, and it was rare to see Chu Yu furious, and as soon as he got off the special elevator, Xu Hui's phone came in.

"Got it, we'll go right away." Jiang Mi hung up the phone sullenly.