Chapter 68 Swapped Pillars

As soon as An Ruixin said these words, the studio was dead silent again.

It took Zheng Fanghe and the others a few seconds to understand the meaning of An Ruixin's words, their faces sank, and they rushed to An Ruixin's face, reaching out and patting the stone pillar.

"This..." Nie Wenjing followed Zheng Fanghe to pat the pillar, and even got close to the pillar to listen to the sound as he patted it.

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

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

This prop was previously said to be a foam-like material, just to make the prop itself look more three-dimensional, compressed and firmer than the foam, and it would be more realistic to shoot, but it would never hurt the hand.

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

Realizing this, everyone stared at An Ruixin with wide eyes.

An Ruixin was also a little scared. At that moment, if it wasn't for the light of a machine on the side, it just moved to her right side, shaking her eyes, causing her judgment to be a little off.

The palm that I took out did not land on the pillar, but passed by it. Even if my hand continued, I am afraid I 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 know, the role played by An Ruixin in the play is most praised for her good piano.

An Ruixin played very few scenes in the play, but there were a lot of piano-playing scenes. If her hand was injured today, the subsequent piano-playing scenes would have to be dubbed later.

At that time, it will be spread out by people with intentions, taken out of context, and deliberately smeared, and the dedicated image that An Ruixin has finally erected will probably be ruined again.

Zheng Fanghe's face was unprecedentedly ugly. He turned his head and shouted at the staff member who was also frightened not far away: "The props team, where are the people in the props team? Come here for me."

Zheng Fanghe's roar caused everyone on the side to wake up from a dream, and the three staff members walked out from the side with trembling.

Zheng Fanghe glanced at a few people with a sullen face: "You are all from the props group? Who are you responsible for this pillar?"

The three of them looked at each other, and one of the older men spoke first: "We were in charge of this pillar before, but I was only responsible for recording the crew's requirements for props and feeding them back to the factory that made the props."

"Then who accepted this thing?"

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

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

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

Zheng Fanghe listened to the words of the two, his face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes were like pincers staring at the few people in front of him: "Who moved this thing? Who was it kept before?"