Reshape the entertainment industry

When Zhong Wenyu arrived at the set, it was already 10:30, only two or three rooms were still lit, and the rest of the staff were moving some equipment. He ran towards the dressing room, turned a corner and saw the other side The room was still lit.

"You Shao?" Zhong Wenyu yelled, stepped a few steps to the door, reached out to open the door, but found that the door was locked.

He tried a few more times, but was unsuccessful, so he had to knock on the door: "You Shao? Are you there?"

You Shao was awakened suddenly by the knock on the door, only to realize that he had fallen asleep at some point, and he felt cold when he regained consciousness.

"Yes... yes!" His voice was hoarse just now, he adjusted quickly, and ran to the door, "Zhong Wenyu?! Open the door for me!"

"Why is the door locked?" Zhong Wenyu asked.

"I don't know! When I wanted to go out at almost seven o'clock, I found out that it was locked! Isn't your dressing room shared? I called for so long and there was no one there!" You Shao said aggrievedly.

"This place is relatively remote. The other two artists have no shows today, so I am the only one to use it," Zhong Wenyu explained hastily, "Wait a minute, I'll get the key."

"Hurry up," You Shao called, "I'm about to freeze to death."

Zhong Wenyu agreed, and quickly ran into the rain curtain again. When he returned to the set, there was only one room left with the light on, and there were a few fewer people. Fortunately, the logistics were always the last. Zhong Wenyu borrowed the key, and immediately Run back to the dressing room.

Quickly opened the door, You Shao rushed out immediately, only to find that the wind outside was even stronger, mixed with rain, he turned and ran back to the room.

"I'll go! Why is it colder outside!" You Shao shouted, trembling with his arms folded.

"Otherwise?" Zhong Wenyu quickly took off his coat and put it on You Shao, the skin of his tentacles was icy cold, "Let's go, go back to the car first."

You Shao wrapped his coat tightly, followed him and ran into the rain curtain, passing by the set Zhong Wenyu stopped by to return the key, got in the car, and immediately turned on the heater.

Zhong Wenyu pursed his lips and started the car without saying a word. The headlights illuminated the fine rain, making the night even more silent.

"It's cold, it's cold," You Shao murmured, his voice had obviously changed a bit, which was a sign of a cold, "I would have worn more if I knew it earlier, and I was fine when I got off the plane."

"The temperature difference between day and night is relatively large here," Zhong Wenyu said casually, not knowing what he was thinking, "Go back and take a hot bath."

"En," You Shao nodded, not feeling anything, "Fortunately, you found out that I was missing in time, otherwise if you slept there all night, I guess I'd be lying down and going to the hospital tomorrow."

"You didn't hear anything when the door was locked?" Zhong Wenyu asked.

You Shao sniffed and sighed: "Hey, I was playing a game at the time, and I didn't remember it at all... By the way, your staff is really unreliable, I'm a living person inside, and I don't even open the door Look, just lock me inside."

Zhong Wenyu didn't speak, the rain curtain turned into a blurry film in the fast walk, they had arrived at the hotel in a short while, You Shao had just been heated by the heater, and he was a little reluctant to go out again, so Zhong Wenyu dragged him all the way to the door of the room.

Xiao Hua has been waiting here for half an hour, and saw two people rushing up to greet her: "What's going on here?"

"Your poor boss is locked in the dressing room!" You Shao didn't know where the strength came from, and he was still able to scream, without looking pitiful at all.

Urged by Zhong Wenyu to swipe his card to open the door, he was immediately pushed into the bathroom to take a hot shower.

Zhong Wenyu sat down on the sofa, his eyes were calm, and he didn't speak.

Xiao Hua hesitated and said, "Is this... a coincidence?"

"I don't know," Zhong Wenyu pinched his brows and pointed at him, but this time the innocent You Shao was implicated. He probably regarded You Shao in the dressing room as him, "Don't reveal anything to You Shao."

"I know," Xiao Hua nodded, "With his temper, he can't help but make trouble again."

"Go to my room and bring some cold medicine, he must have caught a cold." Zhong Wenyu said.

After Xiao Hua walked out, the room became quiet again, and there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. After a while, You Shao came out under the heat, his face looked ruddy, but his energy was not good.He climbed onto the bed sullenly, wrapped himself in a quilt, and looked at Zhong Wenyu pitifully.

"I don't feel very strong." You Shao said, his round eyes were a little dull.

Zhong Wenyu took a towel and wiped his wet hair: "I probably have a cold, I asked Xiaohong to get the medicine."

You Shao sniffed: "Hey, it's been a long time since I caught a cold last time. I didn't expect to be blown by the wind today and fell down. I'm really old and can't do it..."

"Does your throat hurt?" Zhong Wenyu handed him a cup of hot water, went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, and began blowing people's heads with a huff.

"It doesn't hurt, but I think my voice has changed?" You Shao took a sip of water, "Nurse Zhong, I feel like you are my mother."

"Son, you're welcome," Zhong Wenyu said, "It will become more obvious tomorrow morning."

You Shao tilted his head, feeling that he didn't even have the energy to talk about it: "Do you think I'm tossing around, and I can catch a cold by coming to visit a class. I should care about you, but now it's better, change It's up to you to take care of me."

Zhong Wenyu lowered his eyes, didn't answer, he didn't know what he was thinking, the hair dryer was whistling, blowing You Shao's cold brown hair wildly.

Xiaohua walked into the room again and saw such a scene. At that moment, she felt very warm, like acting in a TV series, but she immediately discarded this unrealistic idea and handed the medicine to You Shao.

You Shao took it and ate it, Zhong Wenyu turned off the hair dryer, and he immediately shrank into the quilt, showing a listless face, looking at the two of them.

Xiaohua stopped teasing him at this time: "Okay, take the medicine and go to sleep quickly, cover the quilt, and Brother Zhong also hurried back, it's almost twelve o'clock, and there will be a play early in the morning, by the way, don't forget to go back Apply the medicine."

"Apply medicine?" You Shao's drowsy brain still caught these two words in time, "What kind of medicine to apply?"

Zhong Wenyu glanced at Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hua immediately understood: "It's nothing, I accidentally wiped it in a scene before."

"En?" You Shao looked at Zhong Wenyu, "Where is the rubbing? Is it serious?"

"Just a small piece on the waist," Zhong Wenyu said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's almost healed."

"Let me see." You Shao stretched out his hand from under the quilt as he said, trying to lift Zhong Wenyu's clothes.

Xiao Hua immediately stopped his hand: "Hey, you, why don't you forget to take advantage when you are sick!"

"What an advantage!" You Shao felt a little awake, "I care about the employees! Why are you covering it up? Are you lying to me?"

"No," Zhong Wenyu pulled the two of them away, and pulled up the hem of his clothes, "It's really nothing, just look at it if you want."

When the clothes were pulled up, You Shao immediately saw a blue bruise on his waist, which was indeed almost healed, but judging from the signs, it was estimated that it was a big bruise before, not like a scratch but more like a bump.

"It's serious!" You Shao said, stretching out his fingers to press the bruise, "It's obviously not rubbed! You really lied to me!"

The slightly hot touch of the fingertips left the skin as soon as it was touched. Zhong Wenyu twitched his eyebrows, put down his clothes, and said, "It's almost, it's just a saying. It's hard to avoid some accidents when filming. It's nothing. You can see it." Don't worry, just rest now."

You Shao felt that his head was getting heavier, and he wondered if it was because of the cold medicine: "Okay, remember to apply the medicine when you go back."

Zhong Wenyu nodded and took Xiaohua out.

The next day You Shao slept until almost noon before waking up. When he woke up, he found that his nose was a bit stuffed and his voice had completely changed. He had caught a cold. Although he took cold medicine in time, the symptoms would still last for a few days.

You Shao, who was ill, was still full of energy, unwilling to be lonely and ran to the set to spread the virus. Finally, Xiaohua couldn't bear it anymore and contacted Hongli to send him back.

You Shao breathed a sigh of relief after leaving Zhong Wenyu. Apart from filming, he also started to do some things.

"Xiao Li!" The person in charge of the props group shouted, "Come over here to move things! New goods just arrived! Call a few more people!"

"Hey!" The young man called Xiao Li immediately put down his phone and ran over.

"Are there the props that will be used today?" Zhong Wenyu walked over here and sat on Xiao Li's stool, touching the screen with his palm before the phone automatically locked the screen, and switched his phone with it.

A staff member was sitting next to him, who was installing props with tools, and raised his head when he heard his question: "Yes, it can be set up in the afternoon."

"Are all the props that will be used today here?" Zhong Wenyu touched the props on the ground with one hand, and tapped his phone a few times with the other hand, "Will the situation like before happen again? To be honest I have some psychological shadows." Naturally, he was talking about all kinds of 'accidents' before.

The staff member immediately shook his head: "No, no, don't worry, we have checked very carefully now, and nothing is wrong."

"Can I take a look?" Zhong Wenyu said while looking down at his phone, as if he was chatting, "Today's play is still very important."

The staff nodded and had no opinion: "Yes, come over to me and have a look."

"Okay." Zhong Wenyu stood up and put the mobile phone on the chair by the way. Two identical mobile phones were placed side by side.

He watched and chatted with the staff for a while, then walked back, took his mobile phone, and went back to the lounge.

Zhong Wenyu turned on the phone, and several unread messages were displayed, all of which were unknown numbers.

He clicked on the message, and it was a picture sent in the form of a text message, to be precise, a screenshot of the chat, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, it was time to fight back.