Chapter 182

   "Where's Fu Yanxing?" An Chen asked without seeing him.

   "I have work to deal with. I left yesterday. You will still be sleeping." The three of them walked to the restaurant while talking.

   "What to eat?" Ling Han looked at An Chen.

"I'm not hungry."

   "No, you only had breakfast yesterday, you stay here, I'll get it for you." Ling Han pushed An Chen to the seat.

  An Chen was sitting on the chair, feeling dizzy. "Good morning." Lin Ning and Gu Yi walked over from behind.

   "Good morning." An Chen greeted with a smile.

   After a while, the crew gathered in the restaurant. Ling Han put a lot of food in front of An Chen, An Chen drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and then put down the tableware. Because there was something blocking it, Ji Xuan and Ling Han didn't notice either.

   After breakfast, everyone got into their rented cars, and the six cars drove in a row towards the studio.

  After arriving at the set, they each went to change their clothes. An Chen couldn't help shivering after taking off his thick coat.

   Fortunately, I put on a cloak over today's costume. Although it is still cold, it is much better than unlined clothing.

   Throughout the morning, An Chen filmed two scenes in a row. In the middle, he made two mistakes because of group performances, but it was considered smooth.

  During lunch, An Chen got the keys and got back into the car by himself. Headache, like a needle prick, probably because I haven't eaten for a long time, and my stomach hurts too. But An Chen felt that these pains seemed to be floating in mid-air.

   "What did Xiao Chen do back in the car?" Seeing that An Chen hadn't come back, Ling Han turned his head and asked Ji Xuan.

   "Haven't come back yet? He said he was going to get something."

   "I'll go and have a look." Ling Han greeted and walked towards the parking place.

  An Chen lay on the back seat, curling himself up into a ball. Hearing someone knocking on the glass, An Chen got up and opened the car door after seeing Ling Han.

   "What's wrong? Uncomfortable?" Ling Han reached out and touched An Chen's forehead. "Fever?" Ling Han's expression turned serious.

   "No, I covered it in the car."

   "Are you really stupid? It should be because I caught a cold yesterday, and I have a low-grade fever. I asked Director Xia for a day off. Let's go back to the hotel?"

   "No, there's only one scene in the afternoon, go back after filming, don't delay the progress." An Chen rejected Ling Han's proposal.

   "Then go eat something first."

  An Chen called just as he was about to refuse, so there was no need for a reason. "I'll answer the phone first, there is milk in the car, you go to eat first, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

   "That's okay, come to eat after the phone call." Ling Han closed the car door, and walked back to the set with three steps.

  An Chen also connected the phone.

   "Brother Mingyu."

   "Xiao Chen, how are you doing lately? I haven't seen you for a long time." The tone of the other person was light, but the hoarseness after the hangover could not be concealed.

"I am fine, and you?"

   "I, haha, you should know, kid."

   "I know, someone even beat you up."

   "I knew it, I knew it after seeing the video recording with you, thank you."

   "What? Thank you for not letting you drink to death." An Chen's words were a bit choking. The Mingyu she knew never solved problems by drinking.

   "Xiaochen, where are you?" Mingyu didn't answer this question, but changed the question instead.

   "I'm in Sioux City, you should know that I've made my debut and I'm filming now."

   "I know, we Xiaochen are so famous, of course we know."

   "Brother Mingyu, if you have something to say, just say it, I'm here."

   There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

   Choose people related to you carefully, because people also have fake and inferior products.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)