food idol

Chapter 403

Wen Tang smiled, touched Gu Su's face with his still cold lips, and then ran to the camera to see the effect.

Gu Su stood there for a while, smiled lightly, his eyes were shining, and then said to Gu Jun beside him, "She's really great, isn't she?"

Gu Jun raised his eyebrows, "Yes."

A girl in charge of the props ran over and said to Gu Su, "Mr. Gu, I'm sorry to bother you, can I trouble you to go over and have a look, there seems to be something wrong with the venue."

Gu Su looked at Wen Tang who was staring into the camera intently, then turned his head and smiled at Gu Jun, "She doesn't seem to need me at all."

Gu Jun pushed him, "Do you know what will happen if the sour gas is heavy? I will be smoked to death, thank you, let's follow this lady to have a look, busy man!"

The girl who was named smiled a little shyly with her head lowered, her fingers intertwined, which was a sign of nervousness.

Gu Su didn't want to embarrass her, so he nodded to Gu Jun, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Don't forget you'll have your own play in about an hour and a half!"

"Don't forget!"

Scotlin and the others replayed the shot, clapped their hands, "good!"

Wen Tang, who was praised, was extremely happy, clenched his hands into fists, "Yeah!"

Everyone subconsciously glanced at her, and then Qiqi was taken aback.

"oh, god!"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on his face, Wen Tang froze for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face, "What's wrong!"

I saw some blood stains on her hands.

After running in the cold air and drenched in water for so long, Wen Tang's facial muscles became stiff, and he hadn't noticed it just now, but now he felt a slight pain when he rubbed it with his hands.

The staff quickly brought over the disinfectant wipes. After wiping them a few times, the wipes were stained red. Obviously, Wen Tang's face was slightly injured in the explosion just now. After wiping off the blood, there were very small spots scratches.

"Iodine! Quick!"

It was cold just now, and the skin, muscles and nerves were not very active under the low temperature. Now a group of people are crowded together, the temperature rises, and there is heating under the tent, the blood flow is accelerated, and the blood seeps from the wound.

It wasn't a serious injury, but there were bloodstains silently appearing on a fair face, which were extremely vivid and quite scary, especially the one near the ear that seemed to be dripping down.

Following Anthony's lesson before, this time Wen Tang honestly put his face up and let the medical staff fiddle with him, but he still took the time to say, "It's okay, it's just a bit of oily skin."

The spirit of not leaving the line of fire with minor injuries is often reflected in some outstanding actors, not to mention that the injuries on Wen Tang's face were really not that serious, so after the initial panic, everyone calmed down.

The medical staff also nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, the epidermis is damaged, some capillaries are broken, believe me, it will stop soon, and you won't even see any traces in a few days, but within three days you will finally reduce The number of times you get wet, including washing your face."

A minor injury is an injury. Since everyone will shoot many similar shots in the future, the crew quickly investigated this matter, which can be regarded as an explanation to Wen Tang.

"Sorry sir, there is nothing wrong with the dose of gunpowder. You should understand that blasting is inherently extremely risky, especially when the reduction rate is eight percentage points higher than the industry average."

Wen Tang had suffered more serious injuries, so naturally she wouldn't take this matter to heart, so she immediately said she didn't care, and actively asked when the next game would start.

In between receiving the second make-up, Wen Tang called A and B over, lowered his voice and asked, "How high is the possibility that this matter is man-made?"

(End of this chapter)