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Chapter 12 The idiot has a fever

On the second day, they filmed at a hotel, which was decorated with festive lights. Dai Zishao was waiting for the bride to appear at the entrance of the flower. He was handsome and handsome in a well-dressed suit. All departments were ready, and the last shot would enter the shooting.

The director started with the word "action", and the atmosphere immediately blended into the environment. Dai Zishao's face was tense, but also full of anticipation. His expression was good, and he seemed to have entered the role.

The audience was full of guests. With the soft music playing slowly, the wedding host appealed his lines on the stage. The camera was all on the host and the bride waiting behind the red curtain. The white wedding dress on the shoulders is close to the skin, revealing the delicate figure, the European-style fluffy hair with lilies in it, the complexion is peachy, the makeup is fresh and refined, it is too beautiful.

Almost everyone was deeply involved in this scene, even Dai Zishao couldn't help trembling, walking forward slowly, the bright lights were like stars twinkling, and because of the company of music, no one noticed that the chandelier above his head was loose.

In this scene, Qi Hao didn't show up, and he stayed aside with burning eyes, inexplicably upset, he could see that Dai Zishao was really nervous, and the two people in front of the stage finally ended the scene with joy.

"Card."

When the director spoke, everyone stopped their work. After a while, the director made an ok gesture. Seeing this, bursts of laughter quickly resounded from all around, which meant that the film was finally about to wrap up.

Everyone was completely immersed in joy and packed up their things.

Creak creak creak~ There was a faint sound, and the noisy scene was in full swing, Qi Hao swept away unintentionally until his peripheral vision fell on the chandelier above his head.

"Be careful." Suddenly, he yelled, and his footsteps flew like flying, and he went straight to the stage.

Boom boom! !

Hearing the sound, everyone dispersed, and the big chandelier above their heads was about to fall.

"Mr. Dai Zi, get out of the way." Suddenly, the scene was chaotic, everyone was clamoring, pointing at the people on the stage and yelling desperately.

Dai Zishao looked up in dismay, as if he had forgotten that he was going to escape now, his mind was blank, suddenly, a black shadow pressed down on him, and there was a loud noise next to his ears, the chandelier shattered firmly to the ground, splashing pieces of glass shards .

At the thrilling moment, the surroundings were suddenly quiet. Everyone held their breath, motionless as if in a freeze frame, their faces turned pale, and they looked at the stage.

Mr. Che looked stern, he didn't expect such a mistake, he hurried forward and shouted: "See if anyone is injured."

Everyone started walking towards the stage, and after a while, only heard a roar, Qi Hao slowly got up and scolded: "Idiot, didn't you see the chandelier fall? Or are you blind and can't run, are you an idiot?" no."

Dai Zishao hadn't come to his senses yet, what happened just now, why didn't he run, but watched the chandelier fall, maybe even he didn't know why his feet didn't obey, so he could only listen to him quietly Rebuke yourself, but have no words to refute.

"I'm talking to you, idiot."

Qi Hao was so angry that he vomited blood, this guy was so stupid, he knew the chandelier was going to fall, but he still didn't move, so he just stood there and watched stupidly.

"Did you hear me?"

"Am I talking to you?"

Every sentence of shouting fell into his ears, Dai Zishao felt his head buzzing, he couldn't hear clearly, his eyes were blurred, and he finally fell down slowly with his whole body weak.

Before Qi Hao finished speaking, he suddenly fell down, shut up immediately, and helped him up. As soon as he touched his hand, a wave of heat came, so hot, he touched his forehead, and sure enough, he had a fever .

The staff hurriedly asked with concern: "Young Master Dai, what's wrong?"

"Looks like you have a fever?"

"Have a fever?"

"Well, I'll take him to the hospital first."

As soon as Qi Hao finished speaking, Dai Zishao suddenly opened his eyes, pushed him away forcefully, staggered a few steps, and then said, "I'm fine, I don't need your help." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the director without looking back. .Qi Hao saw him muttering something, then lifted his foot and disappeared.

"Mr. Che, what did he tell you just now?"

He still couldn't help running over to ask.

"He said he was a little uncomfortable and he had to go back first."

"Mr. Che, leave the rest to you, I'll go and have a look."

"Qihao, wait a moment."

Qi Hao had just taken two steps when he was stopped, turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Mr. Che handed him a book in his hand, and urged: "Give this to him."

Qi Hao recognized this book. It was written by Mr. Che for the limited edition "Nomad Nomad", which rarely appears in the market nowadays.

"Ok."

After receiving the book, Qi Hao finally caught up with him non-stop, his wobbly body seemed to fall to the ground with just a light touch.

As soon as he got close to him, Dai Zishao quickly fell into his arms like a collapsed sheep.