For several days in a row, Yan Xiaoan followed Yan Qiuyu into the studio. Pu Yanhong was not there these days because he had a temporary concert.
The scenes in the studio have been filmed for seven to eight months.
"Xiao An."
Yan Xiaoan was sitting aside and taking a nap. Because Yan Qiuyu had specially greeted her, everyone turned a blind eye to her. No one dared to offend the actor, so naturally they didn't dare to ask her to do anything.
"Sister Manling?" Yan Xiaoan opened her eyes, which were not quite awake, and rubbed them.
"I'm sorry to wake you up. I'm really a little busy here by myself. I see everyone is busy, so I thought I'd ask you to help me." Man Ling is Ai Shuang's assistant.
Everyone has been filming calmly these days. Yan Xiaoan has almost forgotten that she was plotted by the two at the beginning. She has a good temper, and when she hears that others need help, she immediately becomes obligated.
"What's wrong?"
Even when Yan Qiuyu was filming, she would still be distracted to observe Yan Xiaoan's situation. When she saw someone talking to her, she didn't show much impatience, and then she continued to work.
"Isn't today the last scene in the studio? At noon today, the lounge we used needs to be cleaned, so I wanted to see if you could help me clean it up. You know, sometimes it's left behind It's not good to be caught by others when ordering something or something." Man Ling said a little embarrassed.
Because Yan Qiuyu always uses his nanny car, he is not in the lounge very much. Yan Xiaoan thought about it for a while. These celebrities have so much privacy. Maybe they left something behind and someone discovered it. .
"Then I'll go over and help you pack it up later. Have you packed up your own things?" Yan Xiaoan made sure again.
Ai Shuang is a popular female star no matter what, so it is normal for her to have her own lounge.
"Well, everything should be sorted out. I heard from the director that he has to confirm the location tonight. I'm a little busy here, otherwise I wouldn't ask for your help."
"Okay, then go and do your work and I'll go take a look at it for you."
In the lounge, the only things left were some gifts from fans. Yan Xiaoan calmed down and checked carefully to see if there was anything else, which was just some used garbage.
There were some things on the dressing table that were too late to put away. Yan Xiaoan looked at them and seemed to have seen them there. He was not sure whether they were still useful, so he called Man Ling.
The other party just told him that it was used garbage, and Yan Xiaoan just threw it into the trash can.
After finishing the simple cleaning, I went to find Man Ling with the fans' gifts in my arms.
In the afternoon, the filming in the studio was almost done. Yan Qiuyu needed to touch up a few shots, while Ai Shuang touched up her makeup. Suddenly, Ai Shuang turned pale and kept breathing.
"Manling Manling..."
"Sister Ai Shuang has asthma. The inhalant is in the lounge." Man Ling hurriedly went to find the inhalant.
"No, the rest room had already been cleaned up by then, and everyone on the crew was using it. I didn't hear them say there were any inhalants."
"I obviously put the inhalant on the dressing table."
Huh...huh...
Ai Shuang kept panting, but fortunately there was another person with the same condition present, and he had an inhalant with him, so nothing serious happened.
Yan Xiaoan still didn't know what was going on here. He originally planned to watch Yan Qiuyu make up for the scene, but was stopped by Man Ling. There were many people around.
"Xiao An, I just asked you to help clean up. You don't have to do this."
Yan Xiaoan was confused and didn't know what was going on. The crowd was rustling around, and Ai Shuang had already left the shed because of rest.
"What's wrong?"
"If you really have any dissatisfaction with me, just tell me. I was really busy at the time, so I asked you. If you don't want to help, just tell me. You can't take Ai Shuang either. Your body is a joke."
ah? Yan Xiaoan looked at her and asked, "What happened to Sister Ai Shuang?"
"Didn't you see just now? Sister Ai Shuang has an asthma attack. I heard Manling say that you were the one who went into the lounge to clean up the last thing. Before she left the lounge, the inhaler was on the dressing table. You wouldn't be serious about it. You don’t even have common sense, that kind of thing must be useful.”
Someone next to him said something, and Yan Xiaoan finally understood that he was being plotted against.
Thinking about what happened last time, Yan Xiao'an was really angry. Now she was alone, surrounded by people who were looking at Man Ling. She had nothing to say.
Just listen to everyone's words, what is it? An assistant's hands and feet are dirty, and such a person is not worthy of being Mr. Yan's assistant, Balabala.
Only when Yan Qiuyu finished finishing the footage and returned to the nanny car and saw no one, did he start to worry.
As soon as he walked into the room, he heard everyone discussing Ai Shuang, so he randomly asked someone.
"What happened?"
"Oh, when we were filming just now, Sister Ai Shuang had an asthma attack, and a little assistant threw away the medicine." This person didn't see Yan Qiuyu clearly, he was busy with his own things, and left after speaking.
Yan Qiuyu asked a few more people later, most of whom were talking about Yan Xiaoan. Only then did he know what happened when he was out for a while.
When he searched for the breath and found the person, Yan Xiaoan was squatting there in the backcourt, not knowing what he was doing.
Yan Qiuyu also squatted over.
"Why, are you counting ants here?" Yan Qiuyu knows Yan Xiaoan very well. She is not a person who feels sorry for herself. Although she occasionally complains, she has always been optimistic and positive.
Yan Xiaoan heard the voice and glanced at his master. He didn't feel too uncomfortable at first, but now he felt aggrieved.
But in fact, before that, she actually felt that she was indeed at fault because she learned that if the patient did not take medicine in time, his life would be in danger.
"Look at how wrinkled your face is. If you have anything to do, tell the master."
Yan Xiaoan let Yan Qiuyu pull her into his arms, and within a short time the two of them were back in the nanny's car.
"I haven't looked at you for just a while, and you have wronged yourself like this." Yan Qiuyu rubbed her head distressedly. He felt very uncomfortable when he learned the cause and effect of the incident from others.
But he also knew that this little girl was probably angry with him too.
"It's nothing. I will pay attention next time. How do I know that she will suddenly rake it up? And I don't know that kind of thing."
"Okay, master will seek justice for you."
"However, Sister Ai Shuang should be fine. Is the disease really that serious?"
Yan Xiaoan also searched it just now, and now he is a little scared.
"You, tell me what you want."
