Chapter 142: Strongly Popular (69)
So now, seeing that the director was going to use his spare time to pursue love again, Liu Yi continued to read the script very calmly, while the other actors secretly squinted at it.
In front of Zhou Ye, the director changed his face.
Her smile was gentle and clear, putting the male actors in the same crew to shame.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Wenjun sat down next to Zhou Ye, naturally took the fan from the assistant's hand, and held it up himself.
"Director, this is the popsicle that Sister Zhou left for you to relieve the heat."
Zhou Ye tilted his head, approached Fu Wenjun, breathed a sigh of relief, and said hoarsely.
"You come closer."
The man obediently moved the chair, got closer, and pushed away the popsicle handed over by the assistant.
"I don't like to eat cold food."
The little assistant happily tore open the popsicle and ate it himself.
It's good that the director is here, he doesn't have to work and he can still eat.
Zhou Ye was not in good spirits today. Others were blushing from the heat, but her face was a little pale.
Fu Wenjun frowned.
"Not feeling well?"
Zhou Ye leaned his face on his arm.
"My body is fine, but my heart aches."
As time went by, the burning feeling in her heart became more and more intense. If the pain was graded, the pain before was about two levels, but now it was seven levels.
It's hard.
When Fu Wenjun came, she felt very comfortable.
Fu Wenjun left her for a while, and his internal organs were roasted along with his heart.
This feels wrong.
This man used to be medicine.
Now it's poison.
It can only relieve the pain temporarily, but once it is gone, the pain will be doubled.
Zhou Ye leaned against him quietly, his hand holding the jade beads tightened slightly.
"Master, why do you feel so distressed?"
Aowu didn't understand either, so he decided to wait until the end of this world to ask the ancestors of Dharma and Buddha. He has lived a long time and must know what is going on with Zhou Ye.
Fu Wenjun frowned.
"Feeling distressed? I'll take you to the hospital."
Zhou Ye raised his eyes, rubbed his nose gently, and said in a low voice.
"No, it's much better."
Much better indeed.
"Don't hold on, you don't have much role today, go to the hospital first."
"No need."
After Fu Wenjun got close to her for a while, she felt much better, and her complexion became much rosier.
The actors were already waiting in their places. Seeing that Zhou Ye was fine, Fu Wenjun could only go over and keep an eye on him.
As soon as the director left, the assistant took over the job. Just as he was about to sit aside, he turned around and saw two girls in casual clothes not far away, squatting in the grass not far away, holding a camera in their hands.
"Hey what are you doing!"
The assistant shouted directly, and the two girls were frightened and stood up quickly, waving their hands and shaking their heads.
"No... we didn't shoot anything else, just Ono, and nothing else."
The assistant frowned, lowered his head and said to Zhou Ye: "Sister, they secretly filmed you, what should I do?"
This is not the first time that I have been secretly photographed, but it is the first time that I have been called Xiaoye.
Zhou Ye regained some energy and turned to look over.
The two little girls were sweating profusely from the sun. They stood not far away and looked at her with bright eyes and smiled at her coquettishly and excitedly.
"Sister, it looks like she is a fan."
"Well, let them leave."
The assistant nodded and walked forward to negotiate with the two. After a while, he turned back and discussed with Zhou Ye in a low voice.
"Sister, these two are your fans. They said they have liked you for five years and wanted to take a photo with you before leaving."
Zhou Ye nodded without much hesitation.
"Well, okay."
Aowu then spoke.
(End of chapter)