After all, he doesn't know Feng Bao'er well, so he can't fully trust her, and Jing Xing's identity as an officer is still relatively sensitive, so Song Ran still has a hand in speaking.

Feng Bao'er raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Hmm, is it a cousin, why do you look like you're afraid of him?"

Song Ran touched his neck and said: "My cousin is a soldier and is relatively strict, and my family actually doesn't agree with me as an actor, so he doesn't have a good face, so I'm also a little afraid of him." ”

Feng Bao'er nodded: "So that's the case." ”

Song Ran prayed in her heart, don't let Gu Jingxing know that she used him as a cousin again, and the big-tailed wolf knew that she didn't have a good life.

She knew that he hated his cousin!

The scene on this day is basically fighting and killing, Song Ran is either hanging coercion or riding a horse.

The temperature was close to thirty-eight degrees, and Song Ran only felt that his underwear was soaked, but he didn't cry bitter.

Feng Baoer stood behind the camera and whispered to the director: "If you don't let her rest for a while and shoot again, it's too hot." ”

The director looked at her embarrassedly: "Ouch, Bao'er, you don't know, Song Ran is about to start school, we are all accommodating to her time, she won't have time to come out to film when she starts school, and she has to finish filming all her scenes before she starts school." ”

Feng Bao'er nodded and didn't say anything more.

In the afternoon, the air was a little hot, and the staff was a little groggy, Song Ran hung Weiya, slowly rising, and when it rose to a height of about three meters, he heard a click, the wheel axle suddenly slipped, Song Ran fell down rapidly, and slammed to the ground......

All this happened too fast, the whole process only took a second or two, and it wasn't until Song Ran's muffled snort came that the director and assistant director behind the camera suddenly came back to their senses, and a large group of people rushed over......

Song Ran was on her knees, and she was sitting on the ground at this time, unable to move, and the director squatted nervously beside her: "Song Ran, how are you?

The sweat on Song Ran's forehead rolled down, the sun was shining, she felt that it was dark in front of her, she stretched out her hand, Feng Bao'er quickly took her hand and helped her stand up.

She tried to take two steps, everyone stared at her nervously, and after a few steps, Song Ran grinned: "It's okay, it's okay...... The bones are fine......"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The assistant director immediately shouted an octave higher: "Who got the Weiya rope just now?" ”

A middle-aged male master in his forties and fifties led a girl in a really good gown with broken flowers and walked over: "Director and assistant director, I'm really sorry, Xiaoju is a beginner and has no experience, and I was a little distracted just now." ”

The assistant director immediately scolded angrily: "Distracted? Is this a job that can be distracted? If you don't want to do it, get out of here!"

Song Ran was in pain at this moment, and she couldn't care about the scolded Xiaoju, Feng Bao'er helped her to a room: "Come here, I'll show you, do you want to take some medicine." ”

Song Ran was dragged aside by Feng Bao'er, she was in pain for a while, so she could only follow Feng Bao'er.

Song Ran lifted up several layers of robes, and there was a large pool of blood on the white trousers that caught her eyes, and Feng Bao'er slowly rolled up her pants along the trouser legs.

"Pain, pain, pain, pain......" Song Ran couldn't help but shout.

As soon as she shouted pain, the voice of the assistant director outside reprimanding Xiao Ju became louder and louder.