"What did they say at the time?"
"Well... all they told us to go down and pick up the person was that." The receptionist thought for a moment and explained, "Foreigners without access cards are not allowed to enter this office building area. So normally, the staff downstairs would notify us, and then we would go down and pick up the person. When I found out about this yesterday, I immediately transferred the call to Manager Lin."
This answer is similar to the recording in the call log.
Have you told anyone else about this?
Liu Rulan stared sharply at the younger sister in front of her.
The receptionist quickly shook her head: "I didn't tell anyone! Even if someone asks me about foreigners, I always say I don't know."
Because aside from greeting people, she really didn't know anything else!
"Has anyone asked you about foreign visitors? Who asked?"
Liu Rulan pulled out a blank sheet of paper and pushed it in front of the receptionist: "Write this down. Don't worry, we're just asking a simple question. It's not a serious matter. We won't reveal what you write."
"Okay, okay..."
The receptionist had no choice but to bite her lip and write down the names of a few of her gossipy colleagues...
-
On the film set.
Xiao He, who had just "killed" several people, was now sitting on a small stool covered in blood.
The murder scene intensified the youth's murderous intent, and the bad news he heard on the phone caused his mood to plummet. The chill emanating from him seemed almost tangible. Those around him, seeing this killing machine sitting there with such imposing presence, dared not approach and automatically cleared a quiet space for him.
This made it much easier for Xiao He to speak.
"So, it wasn't leaked by someone from the company?"
"right."
Liu Rulan rubbed her temples with a headache. "I've already found out. There are indeed a few gossipy people in the company asking about Jemmis's background and identity, but that's just gossip in their own small group. Besides, they don't really know who Jemmis is or why he came here, so their suspicion has been basically ruled out."
Xiao He frowned: "Then this matter is troublesome."
Not knowing the reason is the biggest problem.
Although Jamie came specifically for him this time, and the role is rightfully his, no one can take it away from him, the way the other party steals the role from behind is really low and disgusting, and makes people feel very uncomfortable.
Moreover, as the saying goes, it's easy to block a sword in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark.
Xiao He really couldn't sleep until he figured this out.
This Luo Zesheng is acting very strangely.
Xiao He's intuition told him that there must be a hidden thread connecting all these things. If they could find that thread and follow it, they might discover a secret that would shock many people!
“It’s alright, don’t worry too much. I will continue to investigate along the lines led by Luo Zesheng,” Liu Rulan said. “Just be smart in the hotel and focus on filming ‘The Legend of Chasing the Wind’. You don’t need to worry about ‘The Cangyue Tribulation’.”
"I see."
Xiao He smiled coldly.
These people should pray they don't fall into his hands next.
Otherwise, he would let these people know what a "rule of law" society is like.
On the other side, Yuan Sitong sat on her small stool, trembling.
Tang Wenjuan glanced at Yuan Sitong and sighed helplessly: "Look at you, I don't know where you got the guts when you first joined the group, daring to chase after Xiao He and ask him about his gossip. Luckily you two are colleagues, otherwise I'm really afraid he would have killed you with one sword."
As Tang Wenjuan spoke, Yuan Sitong's body trembled involuntarily, and a pale smile appeared on her face: "I don't know where I got the audacity. Xiao He wasn't so scary at first, but lately his aura has become increasingly chilling. I even think that the character he plays, Song Chenye, is much easier to get along with than the real him. Song Chenye is truly upright and honest, while Xiao He himself... I'm really afraid that he'll be unhappy with my previous behavior and then quietly kill me..."
Tang Wenjuan: "..."
Tang Wenjuan was truly convinced.
"Sit up straight! My lady! Don't be so timid, acting like a thief!"
"No, no, that won't do." Yuan Sitong was on the verge of tears. "I... I just remembered something very important—"
"explain!"
"My character is killed by Song Chenye."
As Yuan Sitong spoke, she swallowed hard, "Do you think it would be incredibly embarrassing if I cried while filming this scene?"
Tang Wenjuan:
"Can I request to use a stunt double for this scene?"
Tang Wenjuan, with dead fish eyes: "What do you think?"
As a popular actress in idol dramas, Yuan Sitong excels at playing tragic love stories.
Previously, she was often marketed as "the most beautiful female celebrity who coughed up blood" and "her beauty that even death could not take away"... and the highlight of that scene was almost fixed on the character Yuan Sitong.
You said you're afraid to be "killed" by Xiao He now and want to find a substitute?
Hehehehe.
Don't even think about it, there's no way.
Yuan Sitong looked desperate.
Just when Yuan Sitong was in despair, another annoying person appeared—
"Sitong, what's wrong?"
Zhao Qinyuan arrived unexpectedly.
Yuan Sitong glanced at him, even more annoyed.
"Damn, this piece of junk is even worse than that god of death over there—"
Yuan Sitong muttered to herself, but Tang Wenjuan nudged her as a reminder. She could only face Zhao Qinyuan and say with a forced smile, "Sigh, I'm worried about the afternoon's filming."
"That's perfect! It's alright, Sitong, I'll stay with you."
Zhao Qinyuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled out his script.
"Okay, thank you~" Yuan Sitong pulled over a stool with great "happiness" and said "enthusiastically", "Please sit down!"
Tang Wenjuan watched as Zhao Qinyuan and Yuan Sitong huddled together studying the script, clicking her tongue a few times in disapproval.
Therefore, creating a romantic pairing is ultimately a quick path to fame and advancement for many people.
Her gaze swept across the venue and landed on the figure in the opposite corner, prompting her to shake her head with a sigh.
And someone like that, who is willing to take things one step at a time, is already a rare breed in the industry.
Wow, how come Liu Rulan is so lucky?
-
In the afternoon, after filming all the scenes, everyone in the crew was notified.
"Starting tomorrow, the filming location will be in the ancient town at the foot of the mountain. Please pay attention to the time and transportation arrangements. Thank you."
"Starting tomorrow..."
The production assistants used a megaphone to announce the news several times on set, and also repeatedly posted the announcement in various group chats.
Xiao He looked at the detailed arrangements in the group chat in front of him, then glanced at the work arrangements in the "Cang Yue Jie" work group next door, and fell silent.
Well, how should I put it?
Tomorrow, in this vast ancient town, "The Legend of Chasing the Wind" will occupy half, and "The Calamity of the Moon" will occupy the other half.
What kind of intertwined fates, entanglements of love and hate, are these?
Xiao He could only pray that he wouldn't see certain annoying guys tomorrow...
...
Late at night, in a quiet hotel room.
With a soft click, the door suddenly opened a crack.
The light from the corridor suddenly flooded the dark room, faintly illuminating the dark red carpet inside.
A figure appeared at the doorway.
Wang Yi woke up with a start, rubbing his eyes groggily, and sat up in bed.
He squinted at the person who seemed to be about to leave and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Zhou, aren't you asleep yet?"
Xiao Zhou paused in opening the door, then apologized, "Sorry for bothering you. I was really hungry, so I ordered takeout. Do you want to come with me?"
Wang Yi pouted: "No need, I'm on a diet."
This Xiao Zhou goes out for late-night snacks every day, he's so decadent!
Even if they're just playing minor roles, they still need to maintain their physique!
Unfortunately, Wang Yi had already tried to persuade him, but to no avail.
He closed his eyes again and turned over.
"Then I'm leaving."
"Uh-huh."
Sleepiness washed over him again, and Wang Yi mumbled a few "uh-huhs" before drifting off to sleep once more.
Behind him, the room door closed silently.
The [N O V E L I G H T] room returned to silence...
