Actor: Thank you.

In the ward.

Shu Chang lowered his head and looked at the black object in his palm, puzzled.

"Brother Yuan, this is..."

"The camera's memory card." The two men were very close to each other, talking in barely audible voices.

"Take it back to the imperial capital later."

"I'm not going back. I want to take care of you." Shu Chang interrupted with a frown.

"You have to go back to class, and this is the assignment I gave you." He pointed to a memory card.

Just as Du Jie thought, apart from the camera crew members, he was the only one in the crew who understood the big machines in the crew.

This is also one of the purposes of his friendship with Du Jie.

After being punched by Zhang Weijian, he deliberately staggered back to the vicinity of the camera.

While pretending to be holding the camera but having difficulty getting up, he turned off the power of the machine, opened the cover, pulled out the card, closed the cover, and turned on the power, all in one go.

The martial arts skills I learned from Cao Shangfei were not practiced in vain.

Moreover, the situation was special at the time and everyone's attention was on his body, not his hands.

He deliberately made a very loud noise to attract everyone's attention.

He then fell to the ground, on the one hand to show how seriously he was injured by the punch.

In addition, he hid the memory card he got under his body.

This thing is quite big, and if you hide it in your trouser pocket it will easily stick out and be discovered.

"Don't let anyone know about this thing before I give you my order."

Shu Chang nodded vigorously, his eyes very determined.

Zhang Yuan brought these women here not only to take care of their emotional needs.

If something serious happens, it is obviously impossible to stop them from coming or watching, and it will make them sad.

Secondly, he prepared tasks for everyone, so everyone couldn't make a wasted trip.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket, you have to be prepared for many situations.

Besides, if I had to pick out the person I trust the most, it would probably be Shu Chang.

"Is it the memory card of that scene?" Shu Chang's intelligence was no lower than Cheng Hao's, and he soon reacted.

"Ah."

"Then why don't you expose it directly to the media?" Shu Chang asked puzzledly.

"It's better for me to do it behind the scenes." Zhang Yuan couldn't explain it to her in detail for the time being.

"What if there is no film as proof and the other party denies it?" Shu Chang was always worried about him.

"If they are respectable, let them be respectable."

"If they are not decent, help them be decent!"

Zhang Yuan touched her smooth hair with his hands and spoke softly.

"Although it is unlikely to be the worst case scenario."

"But if it really comes to a point where both sides are desperate, I will let you hand this thing over to someone else."

Of course it’s the table reed.

But this was the worst move.

It’s the last resort.

"Brother Yuan, your injury..."

"I'm pretending." Zhang Yuan pointed at his dark circles: "This is painted."

Unlike Cheng Hao, he was afraid that Shu Chang would be too sad, so he had to make up some lies.

"Is it so realistic?" Shu Chang reached out to touch it.

"How's your study going recently?" Zhang Yuan quickly changed the subject and started chatting with him about daily life.

"pretty good."

"After that incident, I can take time off whenever I want to film, and the school won't stop me."

That's because, after his operation, the Central Academy of Drama now uses Shu Chang as the student representative, so naturally everything is easy to discuss.

"Brother Yuan, let me peel an apple for you."

"Uh... okay." Zhang Yuan couldn't refuse the kindness.

After eating an apple and chatting with her for a long time, Changchang left the ward reluctantly, looking back every few steps.

With Uncle Wang around as a light bulb, any overly intimate behavior would be inappropriate.

He threw the apple core into the trash can and looked up to see Wang Bozhao.

"Are the apples delicious?" Teacher Wang asked jokingly.

“It’s delicious, but you can’t eat too much.”

I have eaten three, if I eat any more it will be an iPhone 4.

"Zhang Yuan, it was a blessing that you were there that day..."

Teacher Wang was beaten badly. As soon as he recovered a little, he planned to talk to him about this in detail.

But just as he opened his mouth, a soft shout was heard outside the ward.

"Junior brother!"

This time, Teacher Wang didn't even need to wait for anyone to come in. He sighed, then turned over and faced the wall.

Liu Shishi rushed into the ward and looked around.

"Where is my junior brother?"

"Did I go the wrong way?"

Zhang Yuan: …

Although my style is exaggerated and a little artificial, if you can't recognize it, it seems to be a problem of intelligence.

"Senior Sister, it's me." He pointed at himself.

"Ah?" The junior sister let out a low exclamation, her eyes turned red in a second, and she rushed over with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly, and refused to let go.

"How come they beat you into a pig's head?" Liu Shishi choked up.

Zhang Yuan: …

Not knowing who the patient was, Zhang Yuan had to pat her back to comfort her.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

"Nonsense, they are all disfigured."

"Not really... But if I really get disfigured, will you still recognize me as your junior brother?"

Liu Shishi raised her head, looked at it carefully several times, and asked shyly, "Recognize it."

Then she raised her plump, bloody lips and closed her eyes.

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Yuan glanced at the bed next to him, making sure that Teacher Wang was not peeking before he pecked her gently.

Then, he pinched the little senior sister's slightly chubby cheek and spoke.

"Don't tell Mr. Yuan that I'm injured."

"Well, I won't tell."

"I mean, you must not tell him. I'm afraid he will worry."

"I understand. I will definitely keep it a secret." Liu Shishi nodded vigorously.

"No... just don't tell him about this. Don't mention a single word to him."

"Yeah, I'll listen to you and I won't tell Grandpa Yuan!"

Seeing the other party's clear and serious eyes, Zhang Yuan scratched his head anxiously through the gauze.

Look carefully at her eyebrows.

It looks good, but why is it so dull?
I don't understand the hidden meaning.

With her intelligence level, who knows how stupid her future children will be!
I guess tutoring can make parents so angry that they have a heart attack.

Zhang Yuan sighed.

Forget it, although he is a little stupid, he is really obedient.

I really listen to whatever you say, without any ambiguity.

Zhang Yuan was also defeated by her and had to change his words.

"Do me a favor. When you return to the capital, find Mr. Yuan Kuocheng and tell him about the beating I received."

"When you say it, cry as much as you can."

"But don't let him know. I want you to do this. Do you understand?"

Liu Shishi nodded without hesitation.

A little dull, but so good!
"Junior brother, do you want to eat an apple?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan felt a stomachache.

"I... can eat it."

"Hehe..." A snickering sound came from the bed next to him.

"But, but I don't know how to cut it." The junior sister lowered her head at a loss.

"Forget it then." He quickly replied.

You see, being idle has its benefits. At least you can eat less apples.

After whispering in each other's ears for a while, the senior sister ran out with a red face.

"Is it over now?" Wang Bozhao turned around and said angrily.

Damn, this kid is so lucky. Every girl who comes is so beautiful and they all rush to take care of him.

Very angry.

"It's done." Zhang Yuan calculated that everyone who had sent text messages had arrived and had been assigned their tasks.

I can finally have a good rest.

He held his head in his hands, fell on the bed, and rested for a while.

A few hours later, Cheng Hao returned carrying a washbasin, towel, toothbrush and toothpaste, a file bag containing medical records, a borrowed folding bed, and a small inflatable pillow.

It has to be her. You can tell at a glance that she can take care of the patients.

Zhang Yuan doesn't need a companion.

But Cheng Hao needed to accompany him to express his emotions, so he just went along with her.

The good sister leaned on the hospital bed and glanced at the trash can.

There is an extra apple core...

Cheng Hao thought that it must be Shu Chang who came.

Humph, it’s not bad, she’s the only one there.

Zhang Yuan was glad!
Why are all women like Sherlock Holmes?

"Fortunately, Senior Sister is clumsy..."

He did everything he should do, and Cheng Hao was there to chat with him. He was very generous and not only took care of Zhang Yuan, but also helped Wang Bozhao everywhere.

This made the old man extremely envious and he couldn't find any fault with it.

"Come, I'll feed you porridge."

Just then, Teacher Wang went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Cheng Hao brought him some food.

"My eyes were injured, but my hands are fine. I can drink by myself."

"Well..." Cheng Haomei smiled and shook her head: "I'll feed you."

After saying that, she scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into her mouth.

Then she lifted the hair beside her ear, leaned forward, and gently pressed her lips against his.

If you feed it like this...

After feeding him, Cheng Hao lifted his quilt and reached out to feel around for a few times.

"Well, there should be nothing wrong with your body."

Zhang Yuan: …

Are you doing such a bold move just to test the cadres?

Which cadre can withstand such a test!

Seeing that he was unhappy, Cheng Hao smiled tenderly: "Be good, I'll ask if I can borrow a nurse's uniform later."

Hiss... She actually found my weak spot!
……

Zhang Yuan had food and drinks, and beautiful women were taking care of him, so he was naturally very comfortable.

But some people are not so happy.

For example, Wang Jing!

This person is very confused now.

Because the imagined ransom letter did not appear.

What happened on the set has been reported in the newspapers, and the news he released in Hong Kong has also been reported in the entertainment section.

But still no one came to ask for money.

"Who took that memory card?"

"Why didn't he show up and notify me?"

"You have to at least threaten me, right?"

"How come there is no sound at all?"

"What exactly did the person who took the memory card want to do?"

What is the most frightening thing in this world?

All the weird and supernatural things are just like this.

But what are the supernatural powers?

It is unknown.

The unknown breeds fear.

And now Wang Jing is trapped in unknown territory.

All this seemed completely unreasonable to him and beyond his life experience.

Wang Jing felt scared for the first time.

He now dares not report the matter to the media in a high-profile manner.

He didn't care about being slapped in the face. He was very thick-skinned.

But if it affects the sales and broadcast of the TV series, and the investors lose all their money, it will be troublesome.

He was afraid that someone was waiting and deliberately trying to trick him.

And the trouble with this matter is that if Wang Bozhao were alone, he would only need to make an excuse, saying that it was a filming accident and that the two actors did not know the severity of the situation, so he can just downplay it.

But Zhang Yuan was also involved, he was not an actor in this play.

How to do?
There’s no way to explain it!
"I can only postpone it for now. What if someone comes to me tomorrow to ask for money?"

"As long as you get the film and destroy it, I can say whatever I want."

He wanted to delay, but some people didn't want to delay.

Imperial Capital, Office of the Chinese Film Performing Artists Association.

"Yesterday, I asked the association to send a letter to the crew."

“But there was no response from the other side.”

The current president, Mr. Yu Yang, said in a deep voice.

This is the oldest actor in China.

How old?

The first film he participated in was a children's film produced by the puppet Manchukuo Film Company in 42.

The first time he starred in a movie was in 47 at the Northeast Film Studio.

Anyway, in terms of seniority, there is probably no more experienced filmmaker in the country than him.

"There happened to be a cross-strait film exchange meeting in Taiwan, and I sent someone there to ask about this matter."

"But it seems that the crew is not going to give a good explanation."

The old man is over 70 years old this year and is deeply troubled by this matter.

Because if this matter escalates, it will involve a war between the two circles.

But it's obviously not okay to watch one's own people being bullied.

"In that case, let those young people make trouble." Teacher Yu Yang waved to the secretary.

The secretary went out and soon received a call.

More than ten kilometers away, in a big hotel somewhere in the imperial capital.

A group of "young people" were waiting quietly while smoking.

The youngest here is almost 40 years old... Compared to a man in his seventies, he is considered young.

If Zhang Yuan was present, he would see many old acquaintances.

Feng Xiaogang, Liu Guoquan, Li Xuejian, Li Dawei, Zhang Guoli, Zhang Tielin, Wang Gang, Xu Fan, Liang Tian, ​​Ge You, six little smart people...

"Well, okay, I see."

Liu Guoquan put down his phone and said word by word: "President Yu agreed."

"That's great!" Feng Xiaogang slammed the table. He had a bad temper and was nicknamed Feng Dapao. He was very excited.

Among all the people present, old lady Liu Guoquan has the highest seniority and status. In addition, she and Li Dawei are familiar with the victim Zhang Yuan, so she is the perfect person to take charge of the situation.

"Don't be in a hurry. Before dealing with the problem, we need to first characterize it."

"What are you talking about? These bunch of barbarians are clearly bullying mainland actors!" Feng Xiaogang said angrily, cigarette in hand.

He had just finished filming "A World Without Thieves" when something happened to the actors in the film.

There is a lot of negative news on the Internet. How can he not be anxious?

If this affects the film or even prevents it from being broadcast, he would be bankrupt just by paying the advertisers.

"Don't be anxious." Liu Guoquan raised his hand and pressed it.

"What matters now is how we describe this."

"However we describe it, it will be most beneficial to us."

"The Hong Kong community must be taught a lesson. Over the past decade or so, they have relied on their wealth to bully the mainland."

"But you have to have a big flag before you do anything."

Regional disputes are actually disputes over interests.

The wealth and resources accumulated by the Hong Kong film and television industry over the years have caused the circle to suffer frequent setbacks at this stage.

These old emperors are feeling really uncomfortable!
"I think the key now lies in Wang Bozhao and Zhang Yuan."

"According to my understanding, Wang Bozhao was the first to have an accident during the filming, and Zhang Yuan had an accident when he stepped forward to stop them."

"We are all people in the film and television industry. I think everyone should know how to tell a story." Liu Guoquan said calmly.

"I think this way." Director Feng rolled his eyes shrewdly: "Make Teacher Wang look pitiful."

"Write Zhang Yuan as heroic."

"How about creating a spirit of helping young actors to save middle-aged actors, which is passed down from generation to generation?"

The others looked at Feng Xiaogang sideways.

Zhang Yuan is your man, so you just want to support him?
What a clever calculation!

"I think this is a good idea." At this time, Liu Guoquan spoke up to express his agreement.

Many people present showed surprised expressions.

The old lady is protective of her friends, so when she saw Zhang Yuan was in trouble, she would naturally help him if she could.

"Then I will be responsible for writing the manuscript and submitting it to Teacher Liu for review."

"How about we all sign together to create momentum?" Director Feng quickly replied.

"If you agree to do this, please raise your hands and vote."

There were more than sixty people present, but less than half of them raised their hands.

Director Feng looked unhappy.

"Ahem, let me say a few words." At this time, Teacher Li Xuejian, who had been silent, suddenly raised his arm.

At this moment, Teacher Li's voice sounded a little haggard and hoarse.

Many people who had not raised their hands just now felt relieved when they saw Li Xuejian was about to speak.

Because he has always been a pacifist and doesn't like to get involved in other people's affairs.

In fact, the imperial circle is not a monolithic entity. The interests of many people are linked to the Hong Kong circle, so naturally they don't want to be exposed in this matter.

"Uh... I think." Teacher Li Xuejian's eyes were as sharp as knives, sweeping across everyone present.

"The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships."

After hearing what he said, the opposition felt more reassured.

But at this moment, Teacher Li's aura suddenly changed, as if Brother Gongming had possessed him.

He touched his throat.

At the end of 02, he met Zhang Yuan at a dinner party by chance.

Before leaving the game, the other party said that he seemed to have nasal sinusitis.

He took it to heart right away.

After I went back and thought about it, I went to the hospital for a check-up and found out it was early stage nasopharyngeal cancer!
If it weren't for this kid's reminder, I would probably face the worst situation of vocal cord removal in the middle and late stages.

In that case, his acting career would basically be over.

Thinking of this, he stood up and spoke loudly and forcefully.

"But now the other party doesn't even have the most basic social etiquette."

"Then we have no choice but to fight and kill!"

...(End of chapter)