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Chapter 820

 Jing Yu looked at the black cat and accidentally broke off the cap of the water-based pen in his hand.

"Wait a minute, they are still demolishing it outside."

Yun Tuan nodded and walked out still holding the black cat. She went to the corner of the closet and took out a box of hot and sour noodles and put it aside for later use.

"You are the protagonist now and you have a lot of roles, right? So the only thing to investigate is me and Jinghe?"

Jing Yu threw the broken pen cap into the trash can and closed his collar, "The show planned to change the heroine. Some of my scenes can be postponed. I applied to the director and he said I can shoot three days off and four days off."<

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"Huh? What kind of fairy-tale crew can have such an easy job in the world?" Yun Tuan was extremely envious.

It seems that Jing He is the busiest among the three.

"If eight or nine people with important roles were not burned at once, any crew would be so idle." Jing Yu chuckled.

Half an hour later, Yun Tuan delivered the unknown medicines and shoes to Jing Yu's suite, and also stuffed the freshly dried peace charms in there.

Jing Yu looked at the cloth bag the size of a fingernail and was slightly stunned, "I thought it was another embroidered bracelet."

"That one is the [Peach Blossom Spring Festival] limited edition, and this one is the universal edition, almost the same."

"Then, is this just for me and Jinghe, or do they both have it?" Jing Yu thought, his costumes all had stand-up collars, and there were few revealing scenes in Machiavellian dramas, so he just wore a rope and hung it around his neck.

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"It's too wasteful to give it to NPC, Jing He...his luck can avoid many dangers, so there's no need."

Yun Tuan analyzed it casually, not noticing Jing Yu's gradually teasing eyes. After delivering the things, she returned the same way with the cat in her arms.

Jing Yu closed the door, leaned against it, picked up the blue cloth bag containing the peace charm, and had a faint smile on his lips.

……

The next week will be as usual.

Ban Yong was visibly tired, but he still managed to finish his daily scenes and attend the scheduled banquet.

Because "Vicious Party A" is too tired, Yun Tuan and Xiao Yu are scolded less often.

Apart from being deducted from performance and bonuses, Yun Tuan’s life was quite fulfilling.

She already has more spare money to buy anti-evil supplies, gas masks and other equipment.

Moreover, the initial currency for one round of answering questions was not used at all.

Everything went as expected, and the fire incident on the set of "Snow and Mud" was ignored. The media and TV stations that had previously said they would continue to pay attention to the development of the incident also remained silent.

No matter how much I search, I can't find any relevant reports.

What's going on... Could this remote town be the capital of a country? Otherwise, how could it have such great authority?

"Yun Tuan? Yun Tuan! Do you want to stop playing with your mobile phone during work hours?" Ban Yong cursed feebly.

Yun Tuan put the phone in his pocket with an innocent look on his face, "No, I'm checking to see if the brand has contacted you. Your condition is really bad recently. Do you want to go back to Banlan for a checkup?"

The moment she mentioned "Ban Lan", Ban Yong's expression changed and he fell silent.

Yun Tuan was a little puzzled - even though he was in the entertainment industry, Ban Yong was still the only heir to the Ban Lan Group. Could it be that he and his father had broken up?

Ban Yong closed his eyes and sighed: "The hero and heroine are not here, and my role has been raised. If I ask for sick leave now, it will have a bad impact."

"If you fall on the crew, the impact will be bad. Now is no longer the era when you will be rewarded for going to work even if you are sick."

Yun Tuan shook his head, which boss is not afraid of employees dying suddenly at their workstations?

"Don't lie to me, some companies still don't approve sick leave." Ban Yong gave an ugly smile. He looked at his ten fingers that were gradually turning blue, and he guessed that he had really been tricked.


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