"It seems that they couldn't reach an agreement on the old-style residential building to rent for the main character, but the set was already set up, so they filmed this scene first." Ye Misheng was unaware of this, and the explanation given for Zhou Zhou was provided by a member of the props team.
"I see, thank you." Zhou Zhou nodded politely to the other party, then fell into thought.
"Brother Zhou, is there a problem?" Ye Misheng's attention was first on Ye Qisheng not far away, and then followed the other's burning gaze to Wen Luo's face in the room. After admiring him for a while, he heard the chatter beside him and then looked at Zhou Zhou again.
“Hmm…” Zhou Zhou slowly raised his head, looking at the haphazardly arranged scaffolding above the semi-enclosed area, and remained silent for a moment. “Do you think this is safe?” He vaguely remembered that in the original novel, when the first scene was filmed in this location, a corner of the scaffolding collapsed.
That was the accident that led Ye Qisheng to win the heart of his beloved.
"Huh?" Ye Misheng followed his gaze upwards, squinted to examine it carefully, and then frowned. "You mean the problem is that the third and fourth supports on the left side of the outer frame are not properly connected?"
"What the heck?" Zhou Zhou looked bewildered, blinked, and squinted to examine the spot the other person had mentioned. Sure enough, it was there. "Wow, with your naked eye, it's a shame you're not a pilot."
Zhou Zhou was surprised. Ye Misheng smiled when he heard this and went over to tell Ye Qisheng about it. Ye Qisheng looked at him suspiciously, then turned his gaze to Zhou Zhou. His deep eyes behind his sunglasses were filled with complex emotions.
But he didn't look in the direction Ye Misheng described, because he...
Nearsightedness.
Ye Qisheng reported the situation to the director, who quickly called for a break and instructed the props team to check the problems with the scaffolding. The actors were all standing in relatively safe positions.
"Zhou-ge discovered that? That's amazing." Wen Luo looked at Zhou Zhou with admiration.
Zhou Zhou waved his hand, "Sigh, a man's sixth sense." After saying that, he looked around again and found that Ye Qisheng was nowhere to be seen when Wen Luo came over.
Curious, she whispered, "Where is Ye Yingdi?"
"It seems he went out to answer a phone call, and Young Master Ye followed him out."
As soon as Wen Luo finished answering, a well-dressed girl approached him with a big smile.
"Hello, Teacher Wen." The girl was wearing a pretty pink blazer and pencil skirt.
"No need, no need, just call me Wen Luo." Wen Luo seemed very reserved in front of her. "You are a senior, I should call you Teacher Yang."
"Just call me Yang Xiao." Yang Xiao is a rising star who, in recent years, has been in a state of mixed popularity with some controversy, thanks to the capital behind her.
Zhou Zhou frowned slightly. He remembered this character from the original novel, who was playing the lead role in this drama.
Not very pleasing.
She likes to create a CP persona with male actors she works with, and later, in order to gain popularity, she deliberately created a scandal with Ye Qisheng.
The specific actions included approaching Ye Qisheng, bribing paparazzi to take some blurry 'relationship diagrams' and posting them online, and then using online trolls to promote the two as a couple, implying that Ye Qisheng had come to visit her on set.
At this time, Ye Qisheng and Wen Luo were in a secret relationship, and their relationship was not made public.
Although the results were clarified, Yang Xiao still gained renewed popularity based on her past actions.
Zhou Zhou rarely dislikes girls. The reason he dislikes Yang Xiao is twofold: firstly, because of the description in the original novel, and secondly, because he cannot accept her bringing her own financial backing to the cast and forcibly elevating him from a marginal character to the female lead.
A man is a boy until he dies; he remains steadfast.
Esports doesn't need love.
Hearing Wen Luo's praise, Yang Xiao couldn't hide her smile. Noticing a tall, slender figure standing next to Wen Luo, she couldn't help but scrutinize the person's excellent appearance and asked, "Who is this?"
"A friend from outside the industry came to visit me." Wen Luo's explanation put Yang Xiao off the idea. No matter how outstanding the other person was, he was still from outside the industry, so there was really no need for him to come.
Zhou Zhou didn't say a word, but nodded to Yang Xiao as a greeting.
Zhou Zhou's position was tricky, getting very close to Wen Luo. If Yang Xiao wanted to take a picture and create a scandal, he would definitely include Wen Luo in the shot.
The other party seemed to notice his positioning problem and changed positions several times in an attempt to block the angle for the bribed paparazzi to take pictures, but Zhou Zhou thwarted them all.
Yang Xiao smiled and asked, "What do you do for a living?" She took two steps forward to the left.
Zhou Zhou smiled. "Writer." He took two steps forward to follow.
Yang Xiao forced a smile and said, "Then you must be a very excellent writer, right?" She took two steps forward.
Zhou Zhou gave a forced smile and said, "You flatter me." He then took two steps to finish the sentence.
You move, I chase; Wenluo, caught in the middle, has no way to escape.
Wen Luo: "..." I don't understand why you two have to move to a different spot after exchanging just a few words.
The three of them moved from the edge of the set to the filming location at a speed of two steps per laugh.
The prop team, standing on a high ladder, was dealing with the problem of connecting the supports. They inserted an awl into the improperly connected gap, and with a gentle pry, the fourth support suddenly lost its connecting piece and collapsed.
"careful!"
The words were followed by the sound of the overhead support falling through the air. Before Zhou Zhou could even look up, everything suddenly went black.
Chapter Thirty-Five: Back to the Beginning
Amidst the surrounding noise, Zhou Zhou felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if a heavy weight had been placed on his head.
His eyelids felt as if they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and he slowly opened his eyes with a trembling gaze, staring blankly at the white ceiling.
"..." This scene seemed familiar.
The IV line was still attached to the back of his hand, and his legs were also uncomfortable; even lifting his head was difficult.
"Don't move." A deep, hoarse voice sounded from beside the bed, startling Zhou Zhou so much that he dared not move.
"I won't move, I won't move, big brother, don't get agitated... Fu Hengzhi?" Zhou Zhou struggled to turn his head slightly to the left, and saw Fu Hengzhi sitting in the caregiver's chair by the bed, his face... why did his face look so bad again?
"?" Zhou Zhou was on the verge of tears. He didn't even know what had happened. The first thing he saw when he woke up wasn't the pretty nurse, but his domineering CEO's complicated expression.
Like a color palette, it contained four parts joy, three parts tension, and three parts anger.
Brother, who made you angry again?
"What's wrong? Are you alright? What happened that upset you again?" Zhou Zhou turned her head toward him again, pressing on the wound on the side, making him yelp in pain.
This action caught Fu Hengzhi's eye, and his brows furrowed even more.
"Didn't I tell you not to move!" The tone sounded completely angry, but the movements were surprisingly gentle as he gently turned Zhou Zhou's head back.
Zhou Zhou was taken aback by the other party's hypocritical attitude and continued to lie on her back, staring blankly at the white ceiling.
So, can anyone tell me what exactly happened?
Zhou Zhou's mind went blank. He clearly remembered that he was still on the set of Wen Luo's new movie and dealing with Yang Xiao when he opened his eyes. How did he end up back in the beginner village the moment he opened his eyes again?
If he's not mistaken, this is the same VIP room he stayed in last time.
Although it felt like an inopportune moment, Zhou Zhou couldn't help but murmur again, "Back to the very beginning, in my memories..."
"Shut up!" Fu Hengzhi didn't know why the other person always sang a strange song or two whenever they woke up in the hospital.
Zhou Zhou pursed her lips. A wise person knows when to yield.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Fu Hengzhi composed himself and asked with a stiff tone, "Is there anything wrong? I'll have a doctor come and examine you now."
"Me?" Zhou Zhou tried to move all his muscles, but failed and could only regretfully announce, "I feel uncomfortable everywhere."
Upon seeing this, Fu Hengzhi pressed the care bell by the bedside.
Doctors and nurses came running at the sound. The doctor was the same one as before. He asked a few questions, checked a few characteristics, and after confirming that the injury would not worsen, he gave some simple instructions on diet and daily precautions.
The ward door was closed again, and Zhou Zhou could vaguely hear their conversation outside the door.
"Is being an actor such a high-risk profession these days? It's only been a few days since I was discharged from the hospital."
'What industry doesn't have risks these days? Just focus on your work.'
"So what exactly happened to me?" Zhou Zhou asked, trying hard to recall something, as if he could remember something.
On set, in the plot, in an accident, a scaffold... Zhou Zhou's eyes were wide open, so he was hit on the head by a falling scaffold?
Judging from his expression, Fu Hengzhi guessed that the other party probably had some idea about this matter.
"You remember now?"
"Wen Luo, is he alright?"
The two spoke at the same time, the echoes of Zhou Zhou's question lingering in their ears.
The anger that had just subsided was like wild grass after a fire, stirred by the lingering spring breeze, growing wildly in the barren wasteland of the calm mind.
Fu Hengzhi used reason to suppress his increasingly intense anger and let out a cold snort.
"You like him, and you even risked your life to protect him."
"..." Zhou Zhou asked uncertainly, "Huh?"
Bearing harm? What harm? Is he the kind of fearless hero?
“He and that actress only had a minor scrape. They can continue filming after it’s bandaged up. You should be glad that the broken support wasn’t made of pure metal, otherwise you…” Fu Hengzhi’s words trailed off. His lips parted slightly, but he couldn’t finish the sentence.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Zhou knew she was in the wrong, after all, the outcome had caused trouble for them. "Mr. Fu, don't you need to go to the company?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Hengzhi glanced at him, walked to the other side of the bed, and said, "What time do you think it is now?"
Looking at the sunlight reflected on the wall, Zhou Zhou guessed, "Six o'clock in the morning?"
"Six o'clock in the afternoon."
"It's only six o'clock in the afternoon." Zhou Zhou estimated the time of the accident and said with surprise, "Then I've only been unconscious for two or three hours."
"You underestimated twenty-four hours by 6 PM the next day," Fu Hengzhi added, picking up his phone.
"...I knew I was so hungry." Zhou Zhou strongly suspected that his current muscle weakness symptoms were caused by hunger.
"My secretary sent me the menu, and I just ordered. The private chef will bring the food over in a bit."
"Okay, Mr. Fu. By the way, Mr. Fu, I can't move right now. How am I going to eat later?" Zhou Zhou looked up at the ceiling with a miserable face. "You're not going to put a funnel in my mouth and make me eat liquid food, are you?"
Fu Hengzhi was speechless, really wanting to see what kind of nonsense the other person had cobbled together.
“Your injuries are more serious than your teeth or digestive function. Just eat a light diet.” Fu Hengzhi said, picking up a remote control from the bedside table, pressing the button, and after a ‘ding’ sound, Zhou Zhou felt as if his back was being lifted up.
After a few seconds, Zhou Zhou had switched from lying down to sitting up. He tilted his head and Nan Feng glanced at the remote control in Fu Hengzhi's hand and laughed, "It's remote-controlled. I've only ever seen hand-cranked hospital beds that can raise the head and foot of the bed."
Zhou Zhou's head was wrapped in bandages into a ball, with only his facial features showing. Coupled with his inability to move his entire body and his squinting smile, he looked both comical and pitiful.
"What are you laughing at? I can't move, can I?" Zhou Zhou tried to turn his neck slightly in that direction and found that the other person was sitting on another single bed.
This wasn't here last time I came. Zhou Zhou blinked, noticing that the bedding on the small bed was all there, and asked, "Did you sleep here last night?"
“Hmm.” Fu Hengzhi said, “The doctor suggested that someone stay with the patient overnight to observe the condition… Aunt Feng originally wanted to come, but I didn’t let her. She’s too old, so it’s better for her to avoid unnecessary trouble.”
"Yes, that's really troubling you." Zhou Zhou maintained his most comical demeanor while speaking in the most polite manner.