Xia Siyu, being very experienced, imdiately felt that she might have been caught in the Weiya ropes.
She had encountered danger while filming before. There had been issues with Weiya previously as well. Once, the safety rope wasn’t securely fastened; another ti, it pinched her skin, but the director insisted on finishing the scene before letting her down. This ti, she could feel that she was caught by the Weiya. She quickly stayed still, trying to stretch in the direction of the Weiya to avoid pulling hard.
With a "rip" sound, the rapidly moving Weiya imdiately tore her sleeve and left it dangling from her arm. Her hair wasn’t so fortunate. Although most of what was caught was her hairpiece, a part of her real hair also got entangled. Just when the sleeve was torn, her hairpiece was pulled off, tangling with her own hair as it was yanked, the situation was very critical!
The people below quickly noticed sothing was wrong with her, and Wang Ju hurriedly shouted "Cut," and quickly called out to the props team to "stop." Wei Jingjing had just booked a ticket when she saw the danger, extrely anxious, rushing to the forefront.
Fortunately, they noticed quickly, and she was caught in the ropes, not the machinery. Although a costu was ruined, and the hairpiece was trashed, not many hairs were broken, she safely landed. But Wei Jingjing was still worried: "How are you? Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Is there any bleeding? Do you need to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
While she was fidgeting with Xia Siyu, she angrily turned and shouted: "Where’s the props team? What are you doing?"
The person in charge of Weiya imdiately ca up, apologizing profusely. Wei Jingjing ignored him and directly threw Xia Siyu’s torn costu at his face: "What do you think you’re doing? Murder? If Xia Siyu lost a single hair, even killing you wouldn’t be enough to compensate!"
The person stood there trembling, continuously saying "sorry."
Xia Siyu said, "Jingjing," but Wei Jingjing stopped her: "Don’t speak, don’t be a pushover! If you don’t stand up for yourself, others won’t cherish your life!"
Wang Ju also ca over, and Xia Siyu said, "I’ll leave this to you."
Wang Ju nodded, quickly calling others for investigation. Actually, it wasn’t difficult to investigate; it wasn’t a chanical failure or soone trying to harm her—the setup was the sa, but she had just loosened her sleeve and hair, while the props team had not adjusted from the previous setting.
These were indeed the staff’s mistakes, nothing to explain. The prop master managing the Weiya imdiately collapsed, and Xia Siyu didn’t show any empathy, letting the crew handle it. Wei Jingjing directly shouted: "Get him out!"
She wasn’t being a saint, just didn’t bother to be angry at him or to hold him accountable. After all, the crew had an explosives team, swords, and other dangerous items; any one of them could cause an accident if not careful. She was lucky this ti, only her costu and hairpiece got torn. But what about next ti? Maybe next ti she won’t be so lucky, what gets caught could be her arm or her head.
After the scene was cleaned up, she asked: "Is there a spare costu? Where’s the hairstylist? Let’s continue filming, I need to return to Yancheng tonight."
At a ti like this, still thinking about filming! Even Wang Ju was impressed.
After all the commotion, it was already lunchti. For once Wei Jingjing didn’t stop her from eating sothing good, and even instructed the chef: "Make sothing nourishing."
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