Perhaps, she should find time to meet the prince...
Jinqiu stretched out her hand and put Jinyu's head smoothly on the bed with some effort. She pushed the wheelchair and found a bottle of ointment with difficulty, and gently applied it to Jinyu.
When Jinyu woke up the next day, he had a headache that felt like it was going to explode.
When I move my body a little, I feel like all the bones in my body are falling apart.
She moved a little tiredly, and realized that the curtains were not closed last night and the sunlight was very dazzling. She couldn't help but squinted her eyes again. After waiting for a long time, she got used to the light in the room again, and then slowly...
Opened his eyes.
Fortunately, there is no role for her in the crew today. Otherwise, with this attitude, she would definitely not be able to film the film.
Jinyu stayed at home and rested for three full days. The bruises on his body were almost gone, and he felt a little energetic. However, thinking that the crew would have no chance, he simply stayed at home and lived a leisurely life.
Leisurely days.
On Sunday morning, before eight o'clock, Jinyu's cell phone rang, and she answered the call casually with a bit of laziness.
Inside, there was Xiaoka's anxious voice.
"Sister Jin, the director of EXO called me today and said that you only have one scene left. No one informed you yesterday afternoon that Zhou Liang's last scene has been filmed. It was said that it was a palace incident.
, died. This afternoon or tomorrow morning, we are filming your scene, the scene of falling into the water and dying."
Jinyu was very sleepy, but when she heard such words, she suddenly sat up from the bed, and her expression became serious for a moment.
Her fingers gently rubbed the phone, and after a while she said lightly: "I know."
Then he cut off the phone call.
A pair of eyes, with a bit of sharpness, slowly stared at the light outside the window, tilted his head carefully, thought for a long time, and finally decided to put on clothes and go to the set.
