The bright moon in the entertainment industry

383. One day at a time (1)

When climbing up the last slope, Jiang Liuyue's legs were already shaking.

Today's recording dragged on for a long time, maybe the director didn't capture the desired scene or edited something that could attract the ratings. This place that was originally removed from the script was also added to today's shooting share. .

This is not a good thing for the first episode of the show that just started filming. Even the guests who had finally invited over had unsightly expressions, complaining sarcastically about the hard work of the show as they walked.

At this time, Lu Shiyan and Jin Mindong are naturally responsible for turning the topic away and appeasing the artist's emotions. Jiang Helar is already fat, and he can breathe harder than anyone else. nice.

Jiang Liuyue started to suffer from hypoglycemia because she didn't eat much, even powder couldn't cover her pale lips and face, when Zheng Ronghe, who was walking in front, turned her head, she saw her throwing her head backwards.

"ah!"

With only time to let out a short cry, Zheng Ronghe stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Liuyue back. With too much force, the little girl was thinner than imagined, and almost pulled her to the ground again. .

"Are you OK?"

Zheng Ronghe's voice was originally gentle, but Jiang Liuyue's ears had already started buzzing. She opened her mouth to say something, but she was dizzy and disgusted and closed her eyes for a while before gathering enough strength to speak.

Fortunately, the guests in the front were the most important, and the staff behind hurried over to help fan the sweat. Someone saw that it was hypoglycemia, and turned over chocolates for Jiang Liuyue.

They got better after eating something, Jiang Liuyue thanked them one by one, the voices of assistants calling them could be heard in the distance, and they quickly agreed to run forward.

"ah."

Zheng Ronghe yelled in a low voice, Jiang Liuyue paused, and looked at him blankly, the eyes were soaked with water, dark.

"Be careful."

As a rookie, Jung Yong Hwa couldn't help, he could only give a word of advice.

"fine."

Jiang Liuyue laughed, she lowered her head, sweat dripped from her forehead onto the dry road, she took a deep breath, as if encouraging and talking to herself:

"I'm ok."

You can pass by grit your teeth, this little difficulty is nothing.

As long as I lift my feet, there is a way to move forward. Compared with me who was stagnant before, it is already great.

It's just that no matter how strong the belief is, it's a fact that the body can't hold on. Almost the moment he heard the director call out, Jiang Liuyue sat down on the ground, panting heavily with a pale face.

Lu Shiyan came up to care for her, asked her assistant to fetch water for Jiang Liuyue, and then helped her to a ventilated place. Jiang Liuyue shook her head and wanted to speak, her lips were trembling, and her whole body seemed to be trembling.

It didn't look like she was tired. For a while, everyone was talking about it, and some people suggested that she be sent to the hospital, but after searching around, they didn't see Jiang Liuyue's manager.

"Not as good as me..."

Zheng Ronghe, who really couldn't stand it anymore, was about to say that he would take her there, but a person squeezed in from the crowd, and without saying a word, he took a bowl of something and poured it down for Jiang Liuyue.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected it. After the irrigation was over, everyone discovered that it was actually the son of the owner of the roadside restaurant when the program was just done.

Now it's a frying pan.

"What did you eat for her!?"

"What is this? Who are you!?"

This is an MC anyway, what's more, Jiang Liuyue is still underage, if he is drunk or something, who can afford it?

"It's just rice soup."

Lifting the bowl in his hand, there was still some white soup base in it. The crew-haired man in a faded camouflage uniform threw the remaining rice soup to the ground, and said, "It's not sick, it's just hungry."

While talking, Jiang Liuyue had recovered from the bowl of warm rice soup, she thanked her in a low voice, her face was still pale, but it was much better than before.

"Don't thank me."

The man spoke with a strong Busan accent, and his tone was even colder: "If you really want to live, don't abuse your body by not eating like this. Rather than look good, save your life first."

Jiang Liuyue opened her mouth, and finally nodded weakly.

The turmoil seemed to have dissipated just like that. When he learned that Jiang Liuyue almost fainted in order to lose weight, the director didn't know whether to scold her or what, so he could only reprimand him in a lukewarm manner.

"Do you think you are an idol? A singer? Lose weight in a hurry. If you pass out during recording, what do you want to do?!"

Jiang Liuyue was so scolded that she kept her head down and kept bowing and apologizing. Fortunately, she also gritted her teeth and finished recording the first episode of the show. The director gave up after cursing a few words, and waved her big hand to signal the show crew to stop work .

Jiang Liuyue hesitated for a while, and finally walked to Zheng Ronghe's side. Zheng Ronghe was chatting with the taxi driver who had called and waiting for the final farewell before leaving. When she saw her coming, she couldn't help but stared at her with searching eyes.

"that……"

Jiang Liuyue blushed, and said in a weak voice:

"I, can I... take a ride?"

The phone kept ringing.

I couldn't bear the noise anymore, the aunt who was eating tea eggs next to me kicked the snoring guy: "Ah! Boy, boy!!"

"Uh-huh???"

Opening his sleepy eyes, Jin Yuankun looked around in a daze.

The aunt, who was wearing the same sauna suit as him, pointed to his pillow: "Your phone has been ringing, answer it quickly, maybe it's something urgent."

"Huh? Oh, oh, ok, thank you."

Jin Yuankun thanked him in a hurry, scratched his hair and took out the phone from under the pillow, but the moment he saw the caller ID, he was clever, cleared his throat quickly and got up to find a quiet corner.

"Yes, I am Jin Yuankun."

In desperation, he stuttered and used honorifics.

"Um, um, recording? Ah, it went well, it went well, of course the kid did very well, yes, ah, it's not hard work, you know, this kind of program is just walking around the streets and alleys to eat Some specialty products, can I have... eh?" Jin Yuankun's cold sweat suddenly broke out, he looked up at the wall clock not far away, it was already night! ?

His delay in answering made the other party suspicious.

"At this time, why can't I get through to the child?"

"Ah... electricity, phone..."

Jin Yuankun's face turned green. Before the recording, Jiang Liuyue's bag was put in the car and he was in charge of keeping it. He also had the car keys with him. Of course no one answered the phone!

But if Quan Zhilong knew that he had fallen asleep in the steam room and had not picked up Jiang Liuyue for four or five hours after the recording...

"Ah, I, I don't know...that child is not with me now."

Jin Yuankun's mind was spinning rapidly, although he stumbled, he still uttered a lie.

Although I felt a little guilty at the moment of lying, the greater panic about my own interests covered this guilt, and the next words were much smoother: "Who said it wasn't? After the recording was over, the kid said that there was still a meeting. Now When it comes to the TV station, well, I will wait for her in the parking lot, and I will call me when the meeting is over, and I will pick her up when the time comes."

"...W-what meeting?"

Jin Yuankun swallowed his saliva, his mind was spinning rapidly:

"I-I don't know about this, and the child didn't tell me. When you get in touch, it's better for you to ask her, um, um, no, it's not hard... It's not hard, it's not hard..."

"...Since it's a meeting, there's no need for it."

Quan Zhilong rubbed his sore and swollen eyes, and waved his hand to disperse some of the smoke in the stairwell. He thought hard, and found that he didn't miss anything to remind.

This child doesn’t like to eat noodles, but likes rice, and doesn’t like spicy food very much. Unlike Koreans, she doesn’t like to drink cold water but wants to drink hot water. She has to go to the store to buy a big thermos for her. The temperature difference between the sea and sea is large, so you must bring a shawl and a coat at night...

"If she's busy, she'll have low blood sugar, and she doesn't like to eat too sweet things, so buy some lemon-flavored cakes and snacks. Honey ones are also available, non-puffed ones."

After thinking about it carefully again, Quan Zhilong felt that he had nothing to explain.

He took a deep breath and finished the last sentence:

"and also……"

What else?

Why don't you answer my phone, bad girl.

What are you doing when I'm thinking of you?

Cars roar by.

Jiang Liuyue lay down on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the TV station and looked down at the cars passing by on the road.

At the end of this road is the direction to Seoul.

She squatted in the corner and looked in that direction, leaning her head against the floor-to-ceiling windows, rubbing against each other.

"Take good care of her. I can't fly over there either. Please leave everything to me."

-I really want to have wings.

It's by your side now.