Chapter 594

After all, I don't know Feng bao'er, and I can't trust her completely. Moreover, Jingxing's identity as an officer is quite sensitive. Song ran still has a hand in her words.

Feng Baoer 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. He is very strict. My family don't agree with me as an actor. Therefore, he doesn't have a good face, so I'm afraid of him."

Feng Baoer nodded: "so it is."

Song ran prayed in his heart that Gu Jingxing would not know that she had used him again. He was known by the big tail wolf, and she did not have a good life.

She knew that he hated his cousin!

The scene of the day is basically fighting and killing. Song Ran is either hanging his weight or riding a horse.

With the temperature approaching 38 degrees, song ran felt that his inner clothes were all wet, but he didn't cry bitterly.

Feng Baoer stood behind the camera and whispered to the director in a low voice: "it's too hot for her to take a rest."

The director looked at her in embarrassment: "Oh, baby, you don't know. Song Ran is about to start school soon. We are all accommodating her time. When she starts school, she has no time to go out to film. We have to finish all her parts before she starts school."

Feng Baoer nodded and said nothing more.

In the afternoon, the air was a little hot, and the staff were also a little drowsy. Song ran was hanging Weiya and rising slowly. When he was about three meters high, he heard a click, and the wheel axle suddenly slipped. Song ran fell down quickly and hit the ground suddenly

All this happened too quickly. The whole process took only a second or two. Until song Ran's humming came over, the director and deputy director behind the camera suddenly regained consciousness, and a large group of people rushed to the scene

Song ran was on her knees. Now she was sitting on the ground, unable to move. The director squatted nervously beside her: "Song ran, how are you doing? Didn't you hurt a bone? "

The sweat on Song Ran's forehead was rolling down. As soon as the sun was shining, she felt that her eyes were dark. She reached out, and Feng Baoer quickly took her hand and helped her to stand up.

She tried to walk two steps, and everyone was staring at her nervously. After a few steps, song ran grinned: "it's OK, it's ok Bones are fine... "

Everyone was relieved.

The deputy director immediately yelled: "who made the Weiya rope just now?"

A 40-50-year-old middle-aged male master led a girl wearing a floral Dacron jacket to come over: "director, deputy director, I'm really sorry. Xiaoju is a green hand, and has no experience. I was a bit distracted just now."

The deputy director immediately scolded: "distracted? Is this work a distraction? Get out of here if you don't want to do it! "

Song ran was in deep pain, and could not care about the scolded little chrysanthemum. Feng bao'er helped her to go to a room: "come here, I'll show you some medicine."

Song ran was dragged to one side by Feng bao'er. She was so hurt that she could only follow Feng bao'er.

Song ran lifted up several layers of robes, and her white trousers were stained with a large pool of blood. Feng bao'er slowly rolled up her trousers along the trouser legs.

"Pain, pain, pain..." Song ran couldn't help shouting.

Her side a cry of pain, outside the deputy director reprimand the voice of small chrysanthemum will become more and more loud.