Passion collision

When Ran Xuanyang heard the news, he was doing the special effect of falling shadows. The dark studio was filled with nicotine, which made people feel a little ecstatic.

The news spread from the Internet in the first time, even faster than the internal spread of DF company. Thanks to the popularity of "To Cover Up", there are often many reporters and paparazzi staying behind on the shooting site. Mingyu's accident this time, In less than three minutes, all the big websites were published immediately.

The news was seen by Ran Xuanyang's colleague. Because he was a little dizzy after doing the stunt, he made coffee and prepared to browse the Internet before continuing to struggle. When he accidentally clicked on the Internet, he suddenly yelled.

Suddenly, everyone in the studio, which was like operating a machine, looked at the screaming colleague, as if he didn't say a piece of shocking news and shouted casually, they would definitely pick up anything at hand Throw it at him!Damn, I didn't make a mistake, just now I was disturbed by you, and I have to do it all over again for the range I finally captured.

Ignoring the fiery eyes of his comrades, the colleague put down the coffee in his hand and rushed towards Ran Xuanyang. At the same time, Wu Si also hung up the phone with a serious expression and walked in.

"Boss Ran!!" A certain man rushed towards Ran Xuanyang, just about to say something excitedly, the phone on the table started to ring, he looked at his nervous partner, and then glanced at the caller ID on the phone, Qi Heng, Ran Xuanyang frowned and picked up his phone.

What's the matter?One by one, it was as if someone in my family had died.

"Something happened to your clay doll. Did old man He tell you what happened? The news is about to explode!" Before Ran Xuanyang could speak first, Qi Heng's voice was no more calm than the previous "Boss Ran", crackling After talking, there was still a little incoherence.

Frowning even tighter, Ran Xuanyang seemed to want to figure out the direction for himself, and squeezed the Jingming acupoint, "You said something happened to Mingyu?"

Before Qi Heng could answer, the excited person next to him was already nodding his head like a woodpecker, "Yeah, you didn't watch the news? When you rolled down the sand dune, you hit the back of your head. I heard it was serious, and passed out on the spot." !"

"Hasn't the cover-up already been completed? Can such a stupid thing happen?" Ran Xuanyang scratched his hair, clicked on the webpage, and roughly read a few latest reports. In the photo, the photo of Mingyu being carried into the ambulance on a stretcher is too After being shocked, the bright red blood contrasted sharply with the pale face. The situation didn't need to be judged by a doctor, anyone could see how bad it was.

"Quickly ask about old man He's situation, whether his life is in danger or something..." Qi Heng began to talk endlessly, and Ran Xuanyang's eyes were always watching the news. At this time, other people in the studio also knew the news. There was a lot of discussion, and everyone looked dignified.

"Understood." Ran Xuanyang hung up the phone abruptly with a very imposing voice. A colleague beside him was taken aback. Seeing that he hung up the phone and closed the webpage at the same time, he just wanted to say something to comfort him. I saw him yelling at the crowd who were still clamoring, "What to do, what to do, an actor is injured, and everyone doesn't have to work? Pay attention to the progress of the task in hand! Who dares to delay me, Get out and kill yourself!"

The colleague who wanted to say something else, looked at Ran Xuanyang's serious expression without a hint of joke, and knew that what the boss said at this time was absolutely 100% correct. In order not to be forced to commit suicide, he could only suppress his curiosity, obediently sit back in his seat, and take care of himself. Since I got busy, I don't know how many people clicked on the webpage out of curiosity.

The colleague who was the first to know the news was still standing beside Ran Xuanyang, as if startled by his roar just now, and forgot what to do for a moment, Ran Xuanyang glanced at him, "Go back to work?"

As if by a spell, someone rushed back to his desk with his instinctual limit faster than Liu Xiang's hurdling speed, and started to get busy.

Looking at the studio that seemed to know nothing, Ran Xuanyang relaxed, rubbed his temples, closed his eyes and asked, "How is the situation?"

Wu Si was always by his side, so it was naturally him that Ran Xuanyang asked.

"The situation is not ideal. I am currently undergoing surgery. The wound is very large. In addition to the excessive blood loss, I issued a critical illness notice before entering the operating room."

"What are the chances of the operation being successful?"

"40%"

"..."

"Would you like to book a ticket to Los Angeles for you?"

"no need."

Without thinking about it, Ran Xuanyang answered quickly. When he opened his eyes, the previous fatigue had disappeared, and he focused on struggling once again facing the messy and edited picture on the screen.

Seeing Ran Xuanyang who refused to continue communicating, Wu Si made him a cup of coffee and exited the studio.