Li Rong said, "Uncle, what shall we do now?"

The uncle pulled Li Rong, "Go, go to the director, and see what the leader says."

"But what should I do with my face? I can't see anyone in the dark."

"Then you go and wash your face first, clean your face, let's go together."

On the other side of the studio, the director and other crew members waited for a long time, but when Li Rong came back, he asked the uncle to call someone, but the uncle never returned.

Yanhong pulled the director aside and whispered, "In my opinion, something has happened, right?"

The director frowned, "Will it?"

"Of course it will. She tossed Li Rong before, and you didn't see it."

The director nodded.

Yan Hong said, "In my opinion, let's just go to the dressing room and have a look, what happened to the poor side."

When the director heard this, he immediately waved his hand, "Everyone puts the work in their hands first, and all follow me to the dressing room." After speaking, he pulled Yanhong and ran towards the dressing room.

Although everyone didn't understand the director's meaning, they all followed him when they saw that the director's expression was wrong.

When the director opened the door of the dressing room, he happened to see Li Rong's face of Bao Gong who had not had time to wash, and he almost didn't sit on the ground.

"Uncle, who is that?"

The uncle said, "She is Li Rong."

The director was frightened in a cold sweat, "Li Rong? No? Why has she changed this way?"

Yan Hong, who followed behind, heard her uncle say that Bao Gong’s face was Li Rong, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Rong Rong, why have you become like this?"

Li Rong said, "It's not that Zeng Yuqing made me like this."

The director said suspiciously, "Is Xiao Zeng back?"

The uncle said, "Where can Xiao Zeng come back? She is dead, and now her soul is tossing people."

The director looked at Li Rong's dark face with a complicated mood, "How abnormal is it to make a young girl's face painted as Bao Gong's face?"

Li Rong burst into tears again, "Zeng Yuqing is not a human being at all, she is a lunatic with extremely abnormal psychology."

Yanhong said distressedly, "Rongrong, hurry up, wash her face, you are a girl, how embarrassed to let people see this black face."

Li Rong cried, "Thank you, Sister Yanhong."

Yanhong said, "What did she wipe for you?"

"Mascara."

Yan Hong was taken aback, "Ah, this mascara is not easy to wash, you have to use makeup remover, use more."

Li Rong nodded, "Sister, I see."

After speaking, I hurried to wash her face by the washstand, and saw torrents of black water running down her cheeks.

Yanhong sighed, "How bad is Zeng Yuqing's mind and eyes, that he came up with such a way to toss a cucumber girl. I really lack great virtue."

The uncle said, "Director, you came just right, and we are about to find you. Li Rong’s face is a trivial matter. The point is that Zeng Yuqing went crazy and cut all our costumes to pieces. This is the big deal. ."

"Huh? Is that? All the costumes are cut to pieces?"

The director took a breath of surprise. He followed the uncle to the props room to take a look. The fragments on the floor made him want to cry without tears.

"These costumes were kindly rented to us by a friend's company. Not only did they rent them at a low price, they didn't even ask us for the deposit. As a result, they are all ruined now. How can I explain to my friends?"

Yanhong sighed, "When Zeng Yuqing is alive, it doesn't make people worry about it. This death makes people feel restless."

The director said, "I look at this pile of fragments, and I want to die. Doesn't this offend all my friends?"

Yanhong lowered her voice and said, "By the way, when will the Zhixin host of Baohui Temple arrive?"

The director shook his head, "I don't know, I said that I will arrive soon, why haven't I come."

Yanhong frowned, "If Zeng Yuqing keeps on making trouble like this, it won't kill anyone."

"When the old monk arrives, will it be all right?"

The director and Yanhong are relatively speechless, both of them have bitter faces.

At this time, all the members of the crew who followed arrived, they rushed into the dressing room, looked at the fragments of costumes between the props, and talked a lot.

For a long time, Yan Hong sighed, "The costume is gone, we can rent it again. The key is to get rid of Zeng Yuqing first. Otherwise, she will have to make trouble."

The director nodded and raised his hands. "Everyone stayed quiet. An accident happened today. Our costumes were all destroyed and there was no way to film. So today, everyone will go back to rest. The specific shooting date is waiting for me. Let me know."

After everyone was silent for a while, an actress asked, "Director, let's not stop filming, right? I have specifically resigned several contracts for this movie."

The director shook his head, "Absolutely not. I won't be scared by this difficulty. The more difficult we are, the more we have to overcome the suffering. This movie will never stop filming. Keep your heart in your stomach and wait. My news. I’m here to rent new costumes for everyone, and try to start as soon as possible. Everyone uses this time to adjust their own state and take a good rest. Now, let’s disband. Everyone will go back and don’t go far. "

Yan Hong said, "Don't worry, the director will not give up on this movie. The difficulty is temporary. Let's stay together and get through the difficulties together."

Everyone bowed their heads and walked out dejectedly. They were all in good spirits and planned to play their roles well. Unfortunately, they were wasted another day of enthusiasm.

The director and Yanhong left last. The director finally glanced at the messy prop room, sighed, and locked the door to the dressing room.

Zhuang Mengdie, who had been hiding behind the curtains in the dressing room, walked out. Just now, she found too many people and was worried about being noticed. So she hid. Uncle and Li Rong were upset and forgot her existence. , Now that everyone has left, she can finally come out to breathe.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at the messy room and sighed, "The good dressing room is destroyed like this."

At this moment, she heard a terrifying laugh.

Zhuang Mengdie immediately realized who was laughing, so she sternly said, "Zeng Yuqing, is it you? Get out!"

Zeng Yuqing appeared on the chair where Li Rong was sitting before. She looked at herself in the mirror and yawned lazily, "Of course it is me, otherwise, who else? Or my own chair? It's comfortable, it's a pity that this chair is now being seated by an idiot, which is really annoying."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Zeng Yuqing, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Stop tossing others. The director and Yanhong have already invited an old monk to arrest you. By then, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Zeng Yuqing laughed, "The old monk is afraid that he will be a feather duster. If he dares to come, I will make him unsafe for the night."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "You should be more careful. The bed time is not easy to do everywhere."