"General, be careful Xiaoyan!"

"There's something wrong with her!"

"Military advisor, she is just an orphan, what's the problem?"

"I think you are making a fuss out of a molehill."

According to the plot arrangement, Wu Di should have walked in from outside the door at this time, and had a brief conversation with his voice getting louder and louder.

The military advisor had no choice but to pull the general into the inner room.

At this time, as soon as their eyes changed, they came to the bed.

Wait a minute!

What is this?

Bed!

This is the bed!

Bed…bed…bed…

Play...play...play...

There is hope!

The dawn is ahead!

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"Why are your hands shaking?"

Thanks to this scene being split into two parts.

There were two conversations between sitting on the bed and under the bed. Just when Zhang Feng shouted stop, Liu Yan noticed something strange about Wu Di.

In fact, Xiao Wu has been acting strangely since just now. It’s all because everyone was too focused on filming and didn’t pay attention.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"

In a flash, a woman appeared next to Wu Di, but she was not director Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng also came over, but at a slightly slower pace.

To be precise, it's not that she is slow, but she didn't expect anyone to be faster than her.

This person is Ms. Lanmasanti!

Just when Liu Yan and the others were focusing their attention on Wu Di, Ms. Lanmasanti rushed over like a whirlwind.

Good guy!

It’s really a gust of wind.

It’s still a tornado level!

"What's going on?"

"Injured?"

Ms. Lan asked with concern, thinking that Wu Di was injured during the filming process. Under her influence, Liu Yan began to carefully recall the scene just now.

From the beginning of filming to the time we entered the interior, there was nothing that could hurt anyone.

How could it be injured?

The little heart thumps...

Teng Teng Teng...

Keep dancing.

What's going on?

Why did so many people come suddenly?

By the time someone recovers, he is already surrounded by female compatriots.

Director Lei!

Master Bao!

Save me from danger!

There are so many goblins surrounding him, so much like Tang Monk!

Be warned in advance, his meat is not delicious.

Teeth!

"It's okay, it's okay."

"I just have low blood sugar."

"I didn't eat enough at lunch."

Among several concerned women, only one is suspicious, Ms. Lan.

She had always had a smooth and a little bit of a bad look on her face, but at this moment, there was a faint look of worry between her eyebrows.

Is she worried about him?

"Hypoglycemia!"

"That's normal." Suddenly, Ms. Lan changed her face and became particularly calm.

"Who has chocolate?"

"Fruit candies are fine too!"

"Yes!"

"I have!"

Han Jingjing rushed into the set with a plastic bag. She had known that such a day would come, so she just brought these things with her.

Looking at a bag of various snacks, Jingjing was touched by her wisdom again.

Why are you so smart?

It's a pity that someone never appreciates it.

Look, it fell!

She fiddled with a pile of snacks and took out a Snickers bar. Wu Di looked at this thing with a complicated mood.

I don’t have hypoglycemia!

Your whole family is hypoglycemic!

"Eat quickly and slowly!" Ranmasanti's worried voice sounded again.

When the sponsor’s mother spoke, Wu Di could only tear open the package and take a few bites.

So sweet!

Disgusting!

Since he had to slow down, he naturally could not continue filming. Surrounded by several female compatriots, Wu Di returned to the rest area.

Although Lanmasanti is concerned about Wu Di's condition, she can't be too attentive.

Thanks to Jingjing, who passed out sweets and poured water, and took good care of me.

Wu Di is also very grateful to Jingjing, thanks to her!

Only in this way can these troublesome women be kept out of the safe range.

Zhang Feng's trouble was relatively minor. She just asked a few questions and saw that Wu Di was fine, so she went to talk to Liu Yan.

Ms. Lan, on the other hand, has been sitting not far away, asking for help and being particularly attentive.

It makes people feel embarrassed.

"Girl, are you his agent?" Ms. Lan asked, but felt that it was not right to ask.

This girl is only in her early twenties at most, how can she be an agent?

It’s really nonsense.

Han Jingjing doesn’t care.

He handed Ms. Lan a piece of beef strips and said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I am Wu Di's assistant."

Assistant!

Ms. Lan nodded with a smile, and her eyes when looking at Jingjing became particularly profound.

Hello assistant!

Although Ramashanti has never led an artist herself and only opened an entertainment company, she also understands the operating model of artists.

The so-called celebrity assistant has a very complicated job.
To be continued...