Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

  As soon as An Ruixin said this, the set was dead silent again.

  It took a few seconds for Zheng Fanghe and others to figure out the meaning of An Ruixin's words, his face sank, and quickly rushed to An Ruixin's face, reaching out and patted the stone pillar.

   "This..." Nie Wenjing followed Zheng Fanghe and patted the pillar, and even leaned close to the pillar to listen to the sound.

When he got up again, Nie Wenjing's face was completely gloomy, and he said to Mu Qingya and Bai Tingxue who had come after hearing the news: "This prop is wrong, it's made of solid wood."

  Solid wood? ! Both Bai Tingxue and the surrounding staff couldn't help but gasped.

  This prop was previously stated to be a foam-like material, just to make the prop itself look more three-dimensional, and compressed to be firmer than the foam, it is more realistic when photographed, but it will never hurt your hands.

  But if this thing is really made of solid wood, then with the strength that An Ruixin took just now, if it is really accurate, her hand will probably be useless.

  Aware of this, everyone looked at An Ruixin with wide-eyed eyes.

  An Ruixin was also a little afraid. Just now, if the light of a machine on the side had not just moved to her right side, she dangled her eyes, so that her judgment appeared some deviations.

The palm that    took out didn't fall on the pillar, but passed by. Even if I kept my hand, I’m afraid it would have to be sad for a while.

  Zheng Fanghe and Mu Qingya naturally thought of this, but they thought of it a bit deeper than An Ruixin.

  You must know that the role played by An Ruixin in the play is the best piano player.

  An Ruixin plays very little in the play, but there are many plays playing the piano. If her hand is injured today, the subsequent plays with the piano will have to be dubbed later.

   will be spread out by someone with a heart, taken out of context, deliberately discredited, and An Ruixin’s hard-working image of professionalism may be ruined once again.

  Zheng Fanghe’s face was unprecedentedly ugly. He turned to the staff who was also scared not far away and shouted: "Props group, where are the props group members? Come over to me."

  Zheng Fanghe roared, everyone on the side woke up like a dream, and the three staff members walked out from the side tremblingly.

  Zheng Fang and Tiger glanced at a few people: "You are all from the props team? Who of you is responsible for this pillar?"

  The three looked at each other, and one of the older men spoke first: “We were indeed responsible for this pillar before, but I was only responsible for recording the crew’s requirements for props and sending them back to the factory that made the props.”

   "Then who inspected this thing?"

  As soon as Zheng Fanghe's voice fell, someone raised his hand tremblingly: "It's me."

  "It's you? What does this thing look like as required, and what material is it, don't you know it? That's how you accepted it?"

"No, it's not. Director, when I checked and accepted this thing, it was obviously made of foam, and it was still a bit soft after shooting. I don't know how it would be made of solid wood. I really don't know anything about it. "

   Zheng Fanghe heard the words of the two, his face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes fixed on the few people in front of him like pliers: "Who brought this thing? Who kept it before?"