FYN Chapter 46 Even While Recovering from Injuries, a Battleground Still Occurs
Chapter 46 Even While Recovering from Injuries, a Battleground Still Occurs
In the end, Xu Lang stayed at a relatively remote guesthouse in Jinyun, arranged by the film crew.
His injury was considered a work-related injury, and the production crew was very generous to him, arranging for him to stay in a guesthouse for two months.
With Yang Chaoyue around, the assistant could save a lot of trouble. After dropping the person off, he left first.
Despite her young age, Yang Chaoyue is a master at taking care of people. She is quick and efficient at sweeping, making beds, and fetching hot water.
Children from poor families mature early; she said she started helping with chores at home in the fifth grade of elementary school.
They made sure Xu Lang was settled in properly and said they would visit him often and bring him food.
Only then did he leave!
Xu Lang lay on the sofa on the balcony, watching the clouds drift by outside, and made a phone call to Yang Mi to thank the crew for their thoughtful arrangements.
Yang Mi told him to rest and recover, as the role of Feng Guangmo was still waiting for him.
From then on, Xu Lang settled down here for the time being.
Aside from the crew of "Swords of Legends", only Meng Ziyi and Yang Chaoyue learned about his injury.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
As dusk approached, Xu Lang felt a little worried.
He had promised Mao Xiaotong a wrap party tonight, but his foot was still bandaged, making it difficult for him to walk.
Having no other choice, he had to bite the bullet and tell the truth.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Mao Xiaotong appeared downstairs at the guesthouse, and Xu Lang could only tell him the specific room number.
When she saw Xu Lang helping to bandage her foot, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
"Xu Lang, you...it's been so many days, why haven't you told me anything? You've been keeping it from me!"
As she spoke, tears involuntarily streamed down her face.
"If it weren't for the wrap party tonight, were you planning not to tell me?"
"Where do you place me? Am I really that insignificant to you?"
She pounded Xu Lang's shoulder with her small fists, sobbing incessantly. Her words were tinged with reproach, but her face was full of worry and heartache. Tears, like broken pearls, rolled down onto the back of his hand.
Xu Lang grasped her small fist and wiped away her tears:
"I'm just afraid you'll worry and it will affect your filming performance."
"See, I'm fine, aren't I? The doctor said I just twisted a bone a little, and it will be fine in a few days."
After some coaxing, Mao Xiaotong finally calmed down from her sadness and asked with heartache in her eyes:
"Does it hurt?"
Xu Lang said casually, "It doesn't hurt, it's almost healed. By the way, isn't there a wrap party for you tonight? You should go."
Mao Xiaotong took out her phone and said, "I don't want to go anymore. I'll tell Teacher Yu right now that I want to stay here with you!"
"No!" Xu Lang grabbed her phone and said:
"Sister Xiaotong, I understand your feelings; but have you considered that everyone is ready, except for you, the leading lady? If you back out at the last minute, have you thought about what others will think?"
"Do you think about what Teacher Guo would think? In our circle, connections are equivalent to resources. If my actions have any impact on your career, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."
These words were spoken.
Mao Xiaotong was even more moved, but he was also persuaded:
"Then I'll come back to find you when I'm done. You live here alone, so it's not convenient for you to do anything."
Xu Lang said, "It's alright. The crew of 'Gu Jian' often comes to my place, and I can walk a few steps, so it's no problem. You go ahead."
Mao Xiaotong reluctantly went back.
Xu Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The film crew is about to wrap up, and Dilraba promised to come. If she sees Mao Xiaotong here...
The consequences could be disastrous.
Sure enough, just half an hour after Mao Xiaotong left, Dilraba brought over a hot meal.
Not long after!
Director Liang and Qiao Zhenyu also came.
After chatting for a while, Xu Lang said he wanted to go back to the film set next week. He couldn't film action scenes for the time being, but he would film the dramatic scenes first.
Director Liang expressed his concerns, but Xu Lang's attitude was firm.
Director Liang ultimately said he would see a doctor next week and could return to the set once he got the doctor's permission.
After everyone left, the guesthouse returned to peace and quiet.
Xu Lang took out his phone, his fingers flying across the screen as he switched between working modes and WeChat chat pages.
Meng Ziyi had been saying for a week that she wanted to come see him, but her tutor suddenly pulled her into it on the weekend, so she had to video call him and complain to the camera for half an hour.
Yang Chaoyue came almost every day, bringing different kinds of food each time, and even specially switched shifts to cook for herself. This girl is genuine; her feelings are written all over her face.
For a period of time, Xu Lang ignored Jing Tian and gave her perfunctory replies, which alarmed Chai Biyun, who then frequently contacted Xu Lang for chats.
I used to keep up with Chai Biyun's conversations, but recently Chai Biyun has been intentionally or unintentionally steering the conversation toward Jing Tian.
Xu Lang became wary and started to treat her perfunctorily.
Around 11 p.m.!
Mao Xiaotong has arrived.
She had drunk a little wine, and her cheeks were flushed. Yu Zheng had come with her.
In fact, Yu Zheng already knew, because Xu Lang told him when he discussed the matter of shooting a music video with Bai Mengyan.
He also visited Xu Lang once and said there was no rush, and that he should focus on recovering from his injuries first.
"Teacher Yu, I recommend someone to you, his songs are good!" Xu Lang glanced at Mao Xiaotong, who was leaning against the sofa.
Although she wasn't completely drunk, her slightly tipsy state made her unsuitable for taking care of others; her eyes were closed, her breathing even, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.
Yu Zheng adjusted his glasses and stared intently at him:
"Who?"
During this period, the two did not meet, but they would occasionally contact each other because there was a music video in the works.
"Zhao Lei!" Xu Lang had been thinking about the music video for a while. First of all, the song had to be good, and then the music video would be a hit.
At this point, Zhao Lei was already one of the most representative musicians in the folk music scene, but he was far from the phenomenal success that followed when he appeared on the "I Am a Singer" stage and his song "Chengdu" became a nationwide hit.
Now we can create this scene in advance and give it a boost.
Yu Zheng was clearly not very familiar with Zhao Lei, and pondered for a moment:
"I've heard this musician's songs, but I don't know much about him. What are your thoughts?"
Xu Lang took out his phone, opened a music app, played "Chengdu," and said:
"How about we choose this one?"
Yu Zheng didn't speak, choosing instead to listen to the song carefully.
The slow melody, accompanied by Zhao Lei's unique voice, tells the story of this song in a gentle and flowing way.
This song is widely sung within the music industry, but it lacks recognition outside of it.
The song is over!
"Teacher Yu, I'm just offering my opinion. If you think it's acceptable, I'll contact him personally." Xu Lang saw the potential for a future hit, but also understood that Yu Zheng needed to have a greater say in this matter.
"Of course, if you have a better option, I'll accept that too."
Yu Zheng did not reply immediately: "I'll go back and think about it."
"OK!"
Half an hour later!
When Yu Zheng was about to leave, Mao Xiaotong was already asleep on the sofa, so Yu Zheng took her away.
Xu Lang regained his composure and was about to go to sleep when there was a knock on the door.
He limped over, looked through the peephole, and was immediately startled—Chai Biyun?
How did she find her way here?
The corridor lights illuminated her slightly anxious face; Xu Lang placed his hand on the doorknob, unsure whether to open it or not.