As soon as An Ruixin's words came out, there was a dead silence on the set.

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

"This ......" Nie Wenjing patted the pillar with Zheng Fanghe, and even approached the pillar to listen to the sound while patting.

When he got up again, Nie Wenjing's face was completely gloomy, and he rushed to Mu Qingya and Bai Tingxue who rushed to hear the news: "This prop is not right, it is solid wood." ”

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

This prop was clearly said to be a foam-like material before, just to make the prop itself look more three-dimensional, compressed to be harder than foam, and more realistic to shoot, but it will never hurt your hands.

But if this thing is really made of solid wood, then with the force that An Ruixin just patted, if it is really accurate, her hand is probably useless.

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

An Ruixin was also a little afraid, just now, if it wasn't for the light of a machine on the side, it happened to move to her right side, shaking her eyes, so that her judgment had some deviations.

The palm that was slapped out did not fall on the pillar, but passed by it, and even if my hand continued, I am afraid that I would have to be sad for a while.

Zheng Fanghe and Mu Qingya naturally thought of this, but the two of them thought of it a little deeper than An Ruixin.

You must know that the role played by An Ruixin in the play is most praised for the good piano.

An Ruixin has very few scenes in the play, but there are a lot of scenes of playing the piano, if her hand is injured today, the subsequent scenes of playing the piano will have to ask someone to dub later.

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

Zheng Fanghe's face was unprecedentedly ugly, and he turned his head and yelled at the staff who were also frightened not far away: "The props group, where are the people in the props group?" Come all over here. ”

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

Zheng Fanghe glanced at a few people with a tiger face: "You are all from the props group?" Which of you is in charge of this pillar? ”

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

"And who accepted this thing?"

As soon as Zheng Fanghe's words fell, one of them raised his hand tremblingly: "It's me." ”

"Is that you? Don't you know what this thing looks like and what material it is made of? That's how you accepted it? ”

"No, it's not. Director, when I accepted this thing, it was obviously made of foam, and it was a little soft when I filmed, and I don't know how it became made of solid wood, so I really don't know about this at all. ”

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