The cameraman ran over and saw a figure struggling in the river.
He immediately put down the camera and shouted to the crowd: "Hurry up! Someone fell into the water!"
The crowd was immersed in the battle for grapefruit when they suddenly heard a panicked cry and stopped what they were doing to look over.
The director was the first to react and hurriedly put down what he was holding and rushed over.
"What's going on?!"
The cameraman had already taken off his coat and said quickly, "I don't know what happened, it seems like an actor fell down!"
After saying that, he jumped straight down.
The creek was not deep, only about one meter, but people were wearing thick clothes in winter and the people in the river were struggling all the time, as if they could not swim.
So the director quickly shouted again: "Who can swim, help me!"
After that, two or three staff members put down their equipment, took off their coats and jumped down.
...
...
A few minutes later, two staff members carried the person who fell into the water to shore.
The director recognized her immediately: “Shen Shuhe!”
Shen Shuhe covered his chest and coughed. His body was soaked, and his face and hair were covered with water stains from struggling in the river.
In the dead of winter, the river water was freezing cold. It felt like there were countless tiny needles in my body, and the pain was piercing through my bones.
After Shen Shuhe spat out the water that accidentally choked in his throat, he said in a hoarse voice: "Director, I'm sorry to bother everyone."
The director breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine.
The trouble is secondary. Fortunately, no one was hurt, otherwise the show and him would be ruined!
The director symbolically comforted her, then looked at the time and said to everyone, "Let's do this for today. We'll reshoot tomorrow."
After that, everyone agreed, and the assistants of each artist came over and took them away.
The director also asked Shen Shuhe's assistant to take good care of her. They brought a doctor with them, and asked her to tell him immediately if she felt unwell.
Zheng Manman put her coat on Shen Shuhe and replied, "Okay, Director."
The director responded and led all the staff to evacuate the pomelo garden.
At this time, he heard the assistant behind him ask: "Sister Shuhe, why did you fall down? Are you feeling uncomfortable?!"
After all, the place where she was standing just now was still some distance from the edge.
Hearing this, the director frowned slightly. He looked up at the gloomy sky. The shooting schedule was tight and the sky had darkened unknowingly.
Shen Shuhe couldn't have been too tired to see the road clearly...
Thinking of this, he became worried, fearing that he would be held accountable and attacked by the world.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Shen Shuhe replied: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable. I was just in a hurry to pick grapefruits and didn't pay attention to my feet. I accidentally slipped."
"Is that so? Then Sister Shuhe, let me take you back to see if your ankle is sprained."
"good."
Hearing Shen Shuhe say this, the director couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickened his pace to retreat down the mountain.
Zheng Manman helped Shen Shuhe stand up and hugged her shoulders tightly to dispel the coldness on her body.
Shen Shuhe grabbed her hand and curled his lips.
When I looked up, I saw a figure in front of me.
She walked neither fast nor slow, as if she was taking a stroll in the park. Just as Shen Shuhe looked over, she slowly turned back.
Two seconds later, he gave her an extremely gentle and intimate smile.
This smile could have made people feel at ease, but the person was standing under the pomelo tree at the moment, and the light and shadow of the leaves were reflected on her face, a mixture of light and dark, which made it seem a little weird for a moment.
Shen Shuhe slowed down her pace, but the man curled his lips and looked her up and down, looking at her disheveled appearance, with a sarcastic curve at the corner of his lips.
She understood the meaning in her eyes.
Laugh at her embarrassment and embarrassment, and even more laugh at her for not knowing her own limitations.
Facing the man's ridicule, Shen Shuhe still straightened his back and walked forward with neither arrogance nor servility.
But the emotion in his eyes became colder and colder.
Seeing that Shen Shuhe was still provoking her like this, Song Qingyin snorted and turned away.
Falling into the water and making a fool of oneself in front of everyone is secondary...
Being pushed down by your own son, Shen Shuhe, how do you feel?
Song Qingyin laughed in a good mood.
The assistant next to her was puzzled and asked her why she was so happy.
Song Qingyin said, I’m just happy.
"Sister Shuhe, what did that guy surnamed Song mean when he smiled at you just now?" Zheng Manman couldn't help but ask when she saw the man walking away.
Even though she was far away, she still felt the smile on Song Qingyin's face was dazzling.
It looked brilliant, but why did she feel that there was something eerie and uncomfortable behind her?
After Zheng Manman asked, she found that the person next to her didn't answer, so she turned her head and saw Shen Shuhe with his eyebrows lowered.
She is usually quiet and has a quiet personality, but the warmth she exudes makes it easy for people to get close to her.
But at this moment, Zheng Manman looked at her delicate but gloomy profile. She didn't know if it was because of falling into the water, but she felt that Shen Shuhe exuded terrifying coldness and sharpness.
It was obviously not her who fell into the water, but Zheng Manman trembled for no apparent reason.
Sister Shuhe, what happened to her...
Zheng Manman noticed that the woman was in a bad mood, pursed her lips and protected her as she walked towards her residence, not daring to say anything else.
Just after everyone left, another figure appeared from behind the tree.
She stared at Shen Shuhe's disappearing figure, biting her lower lip, her nails repeatedly scratching the bark...
…
After returning to her residence, Zheng Manman hurriedly prepared hot water for Shen Shuhe so that she could take a bath.
At this time, Wen Yu rushed in hurriedly.
"Shuhe! What happened? I heard that you fell into the water!" Wen Yu ran over and sat next to her. Seeing that she was wet all over, he hurriedly took the quilt and wrapped her in it.
"How did you fall into the river for no reason? Wasn't Manman with you? And there are so many people from the production team!"
Wen Yu had an emergency meeting tonight, so he didn't go up the mountain with them. When he heard the noise just now, he was wondering why they finished work so quickly. Unexpectedly, he heard someone say that Shen Shuhe fell into the water.
Logically speaking, there were staff members following and the production crew had done a safety check before filming began, so the artists should not have fallen into the water.
"Shuhe, say something!" Wen Yu was so anxious that his head hurt when he saw that she didn't say anything.
Hearing the sound, Shen Shuhe raised her eyes half a beat late. She took off her wet coat without caring, and then said, "It was dark and I couldn't see clearly, so I slipped down."
"Just didn't see it clearly?" Wen Yu asked with a frown.
Somehow, she felt that Shuhe's tone was not right.
After the words fell, Shen Shuhe was silent for a few seconds and repeated: “Yes, I didn’t see it clearly.”
Hearing her say this, Wen Yu pursed his lips, stood up and told her to pack up and talk again when she got back.
Shen Shuhe said “hmm”.
Wen Yu walked towards the door, ready to find the director team to find out what had happened, when he ran into Tong Xi walking in.
"Where have you been? Why did you come back just now?"
The others had all returned to gather ten minutes ago.
Tong Xi looked up when he heard the voice, but subconsciously glanced inside the room first.
The next moment, she met a pair of dark and calm eyes.
Tong Xi's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked away hastily, "It's dark, I walk slowly..."
"Well, go in."
Wen Yu looked at her deeply and didn't ask any more questions. She was thinking about finding the director, so she passed Tong Xi sideways.
After entering the house, Tong Xi kept his head down.
He walked to the bed and started to make it, then picked up the basin and prepared to get hot water.
At this moment, a calm voice came from behind: "Tong Xi, how is your foot?"
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