Early the next morning, Nan Song struggled to get out of bed, his whole body sore and weak.

My throat was also on fire.

Looking at today's shooting schedule, there were still several highlights. She even wanted to take leave, fearing that her poor condition would affect the shooting.

While Yu Jinwen carefully handed her warm water, he said: "I've read the schedule. One of the two scenes you have to shoot today is a crying scene. It's quite heartbreaking. It's just right for your dry throat...

....”

Before he could finish his words, he closed his mouth in embarrassment under Nan Song's glare.

Nan Song narrowed his eyes, "So, I should still thank you?"

"That's not necessary."

As soon as Yu Jinwen finished speaking, he was kicked hard by Nan Song. He put the peeled eggs on her plate and shrank his feet.

Nan Song is very punctual and arrived at the set early. On the way there, he was still thinking: Can the director get up today?

Although she was not good at gossiping about things between Lin Jue and Hu Jingchen, the incident last night was shown in front of them, and she couldn't help but think about it. Hu Jingchen was made to... like that, alas, Lin

Uncle Jue is not a good person either, he loves to bully people just like Brother Cheng.

It's just that it's hard for her as a leading actor to take leave, and Hu Jingchen, as a director, can't even take leave.

When I arrived at the set, I saw that Hu Jingchen had already arrived, standing behind the monitor and talking to the executive director, and his face looked fine.

The fever seems to have subsided.

"Director." Nan Song took the initiative to say hello, just to let Hu Jingchen hear the state of her voice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the executive director was startled and looked at Nan Song, "Why does your voice sound like this?"

The word "ye" made Nan Song raise his eyebrows.

Hu Jingchen pursed his lips slightly and opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse than hers, "The rice last night was too salty and was too salty."

Nan Song nodded and agreed with him, "Yes, Yan Xian."

The executive director looked confused and wondered how salty it would be to poison someone like this?

Nan Song took out the throat lozenges from his pocket and gave one to Hu Jingchen. The two of them held it silently in the wind, feeling the suffering in the world.

"You..." Hu Jingchen glanced at Nan Song, a little embarrassed, "Last night..."

"Um."

Nan Song sipped her throat lozenges, frowned and said, "You've been making trouble to me all night, I'm so annoyed!"

Hu Jingchen's pale face was stained with a faint red color, and he coughed lightly.

Originally, she felt embarrassed to discuss this with Nan Song so early in the morning, but then she thought about the fact that Nan Song had seen him in such embarrassment and embarrassment last night.

Dilute his inner embarrassment.

"Is your voice okay today?"

Hu Jingchen said: "The two scenes arranged today are quite heavy. There is a crying scene and a diving scene. We found a lake."

His voice was hoarse and his words were weak. After speaking, he coughed twice.

Nan Song simply stuffed the remaining lozenges into Hu Jingchen's hands.

She said: "I'm fine, my duck voice is just right for crying today."

Hu Jingchen nodded, "Then you give it a try. If it doesn't work, you can re-record the sound later. Don't put too much mental burden on it."

Nan Song responded and went to the costume department to change clothes and work on her emotions.
Chapter completed!