"Jing Yu has been replaced?" Ban Yong picked up the can of wine, raised his head and drank half of it.
"No, there is something wrong with the heroine." Yun Tuan shook his head.
Seeing Yun Tuan staring at the wine in his hand, Ban Yong simply handed out the remaining bit and said, "Want to drink?"
Yun Tuan shook his head, "Did you just touch something handed over by the crew? Your fingers are blue."
"Finger?"
Ban Yong's embarrassment and anger at being rejected were instantly replaced by doubts. He took back his hand and threw the can into the trash can.
I saw a small cloud-shaped bruise in the center of the second knuckle of my right index finger.
I pinched it, but it didn’t hurt. Is it probably dyeing?
Ban Yong rubbed it hard, but the skin turned red and the blue marks still did not fade away.
This color blends with the color of the blood vessels showing through the skin, and it looks like a birthmark that naturally grows in the flesh.
"I didn't bring anything, maybe it was incense, but the incense is rose red, right?"
Ban Yong murmured. He paid special attention to skin care. In the morning, he should have applied foundation on the inside of his fingers. Why did it seem to be completely gone now?
He thought again of the strange fire just now, and all kinds of bad conjectures took turns in his mind.
Yun Tuan took the opportunity to help Xiao Yu up, turned around and said: "Why don't we use physical discomfort as an excuse to pay liquidated damages, and we will withdraw from this crew first. The opening ceremony is such a weird drama, it is best not to participate."
"No, this is my first Machiavellian drama, and S's resources are not so easy to grab."
Ban Yong rejected it without hesitation. For this role, he found a lot of contacts and invested huge sums of money before he was able to obtain the resources of a popular niche player.
Give up now, the sunk cost is too high.
And it also lost the possibility of a big hit in the future. Ban Yong closed his eyes. His family has invested in some entertainment companies, and he has heard a little bit about some scandalous things in the industry.
This fire is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.
"Well, it's almost time. Should I go get the makeup artist, or should you go to the private dressing room?"
Yun Tuan glanced at the time on his phone. This makeup application was said to take at least an hour and a half. There was still twenty minutes left, but there was no need to report details like this one by one.
"I'll go by myself." In order to maintain a perfect image of humility and courtesy, Ban Yong gritted his teeth, stood up and rushed out. Because he was pretentious, he forgot to bring Xiaoyu with him.
Bang.
The car door closes.
Yun Tuan found a seat and sat down. The soft leather seat was very ergonomic. As soon as she leaned on it, she felt that the fatigue from running around just now disappeared.
Yun Tuan patted the side with a smile and took out an emergency medical kit from his backpack.
"Come here quickly and treat the bruise. I have safflower oil here."
Xiaoyu stood there without daring to move. She had no idea why the young lady who was scolded with her a few days ago suddenly developed the steel and iron bones of a social animal and became invulnerable?
"It doesn't matter. He's going to have his makeup done. During this time, the smell will definitely dissipate."
Yun Tuan leaned on the back of the chair, took out the safflower oil and disinfectant swabs from the medical bag, and placed them on the chair next to him. He was doing two things at once, reading Jing He's new messages.
[You have entered the team chat interface——]
[Jinghe]: I disappeared for several hours after I sent my last message! You didn’t even send a single message!
Yun Tuan put his hands in his pockets and typed blindly.
[Yun Tuan]: The security guard is also very busy, which is completely understandable. Maybe after you finish this sentence, you will disappear for another half an hour.
[Jinghe]: Oh, no, it’s just that the leader only knows how to make decisions by patting his head on his head, and suddenly he has to manually register each guest’s information. My workload has doubled.