Chapter 68

Mike said nervously that he would not do it next time. He looked like he had made a big mistake. I couldn't bear to look at his small expression of grievance.

"I don't hate you touching me, but I haven't been able to respond to your feelings yet, but Mike, you believe me, as long as I handle those messy feelings well, I will come back and give you a satisfactory answer."

Mike looked at me and said with a smile, "well, I'll be waiting for you no matter how long."

After changing my clothes, I went to the company full of fighting spirit. When I left, Mike gave me a sign to cheer on. I'm sure that's right.

What I didn't expect was that the scum came up with a new way to torture me. It turns a modern drama into a trans Yue drama.

And today's story is that I've become a bitch that thousands of people scold, and then I need to be nailed and watered. Nail punishment means I need to roll nail board, while water punishment means I need to be soaked in the reservoir for a day. Although filming only takes a few hours, the water is all underground water, which is freezing, especially now it's December.

Originally, I thought I would die in the biting ice water, but I never thought that the nail board they used was not a prop nail board, but a real nail board. People would not shrink when they lay on it. After I tried the elasticity of the nail with my hand, I immediately said to the director, "is this nail board wrong?" I naively thought that they had the wrong props.

"Ouch, I said, how can you be so sentimental as an actor? How can we get the props wrong? Do you want to shoot this play or not? I'll change people if I don't shoot it."

The director winked at Cheng Guo as he spoke. These two people are obviously in collusion, but I know that they dare not do such a thing. After all, it will endanger people's lives, so there must be a connivant behind them. Liu Xuanxuan or Fu Nanshan is the one who protects them.

Fu Nanshan I dare not think, that man wants to be cruel to me, has always been straightforward, definitely will not use these next three ways of wrist.

I'm not a fool. Even if I have to pay back, I don't need to pay back with my body. If I lie on the nail board, I will never be able to shoot those naked scenes again, because I will be covered with scars. Leave scar to calculate good, be afraid to tie a way what sensitive nerve, have a hemiplegia again.

I boldly said to the director, "I'm not going to shoot this play. You can change people. If Fu Nanshan asks, I ask you to give Fu Nanshan a good look at this prop."

"Show me what?" As soon as my words were finished, Fu Nanshan came to check the post with Liu Xuanxuan. These two people are really idle. Do they really have nothing to do except find fault with me every day, even if they go shopping and make an appointment.

"Mr. Fu, I really can't make this play. Why don't you take a look at this nail board." I looked at Fu Nanshan and made a please sign to the nail board.

Fu Nanshan stepped forward to go to me, but Liu Xuanxuan stepped out first and said, "Nanshan, I'll go and have a look. I've never seen the props for filming."

Fu Nanshan nodded slightly, and then Liu Xuanxuan swaggered to the nail board. She stretched out her finger pulp and pressed down on one of the nails. Instantly, the nail contracted into the wood. Liu Xuanxuan was shocked. "Wow, it's amazing."

I think Liu Xuanxuan, I am the one who is really surprised. This nail board is clearly true. Why can that nail be embedded in the board.

After Liu Xuanxuan pressed the nail, she jumped back to Fu Nanshan's side. Then I went to the nail board and pressed the nail twice. Sure enough, the nail Liu Xuanxuan chose was a live nail, which could shrink, but other nails could not.

As soon as I wanted to protest, Cheng Guo directly pushed me to the nail board, and then the director immediately yelled, "very good, very good, just want this kind of unexpected effect."

The rusty nails immediately fell into my back, and blood flowed down the nails to the nail board floor. Fu Nanshan watched the whole process coldly. What's more, the director always praised the real effect of the plasma bought by the logistics staff.

Ha ha, actor? I'm not qualified to be an actor. You are the real actors.

With the spread of sadness in my heart, my eyelids began to be heavy. In the end, I lost too much blood and hit the nail bed.

The man did not doubt the crew, nor did he consider that my pain was real. But when I was in a coma, I could only see the vague figure of his leaving. He was so determined to leave without any hesitation. My heart is like being beaten by a villain with a hammer, which is full of pain.

In the coma, I vaguely felt that someone picked me up from the nail board. His breath was very short in my ear.

It seems that he insulted all the people present, and then I heard the noise, like a fight. After a long time, I felt that I was placed on the soft big bed, and the man carefully tore my clothes.

The reason is to tear, because the clothes and my flesh and blood have been stuck together, so he can only tear my clothes a little bit. I couldn't help groaning in the pain. The guy said something in my ear, but I didn't hear anything clearly.Then I completely lost consciousness because of the unbearable pain and fell into a deep coma. When I wake up again, I find myself lying on the bed at home. Everything is familiar to me. By the bedside is the guard's Mike. He didn't fall asleep by my bedside. As soon as I opened my eyes, he rushed up to me and asked me how I was and if there was any discomfort.

I asked him if he was the one who picked me up from the studio yesterday. He was a bit slow and said yes. But I don't know why, I always feel that there is something wrong.

The pain in my back made me unable to think deeply about what was wrong. I reached out and felt like I was behind my back. Mike yelled to stop, "leisurely, don't touch the wound, it will hurt."

However, his stop was late. I had reached out and touched the wound on my back. That is not a pain word can be described, it is heartbreaking pain.

In addition to my back, I also felt some pain in the corner of my eyes. I subconsciously reached out and stroked the corner of my eyes. Mike rushed over and pulled my hand into his palm. He wouldn't let me touch his face.

"Why, I touched my face. What's the matter?" Mike's behavior made me uncomfortable and confused at the same time.