Nie Yao frowned, and then walked towards the place where the sound came from.

The sound came from a narrow alley next to it.

Sheshan Film and Television City is full of antique buildings, and the place where Nie Yao is located happens to be the courtyard wall of a mansion.

Leaning against the courtyard wall and looking in, there was a narrow alley where people were calling for help.

The further Nie Yao walked inside, the clearer the sound she heard.

After a while, he came to a corner, and Nie Yao leaned against the corner and looked in slightly.

In the depths of the narrow alley, a familiar young man was being beaten by two other strong men.

The familiar man was wearing a gray beret and rimless glasses, wasn't it the scene that Nie Yao had glimpsed in the studio before?

And one of the men who bullied the field staff was from the props team.

At that time, the two of them had an inexplicable conflict in the studio, and the man in the props team pushed the field manager.

At this time, the tall and thin field attendant held his head and shrunk into a ball, constantly begging for mercy from the other two men.

"I won't do it again next time, please stop fighting!"

The man in the props team took a sip, paused slightly, took a breath, and then sneered, "Now you know that you are begging for mercy? Why didn't you think about it when you made a report with the production director? Today I will let you know what to say and what not to say!

As soon as the man finished saying this, he picked up his fist and hit the field attendant hard.

At first, the field manager would say a few words begging for mercy, but then he seemed to understand that no matter what he said, it would not be useful, so he held his head and shrank as if he was fatal, and let the two of them punch and kick.

I just can't help but let out a muffled grunt from time to time.

Nie Yao stood in the corner and looked at it for a while, but her originally frowning brows let go after a while, and then she didn't say a word, turned her head and walked away lightly.

More than ten seconds after Nie Yao left, the three people in the narrow alley also stopped.

At this time, the field attendant who was holding his head and shrunk his head raised.

His eyes flashed behind his flat glasses, and the sound he made seemed to change in an instant.

"People are gone?"

The burly men of the two prop groups in front of them glanced at each other and nodded, "Sir, it's already confirmed to leave." ”

Before the field affairs could be said again, the man in the props team suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes, "Sir, someone else is here." ”

The bespectacled field attendant pursed his thin lips and commanded in a cold voice, "Go on." ”

The two men had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to fight.

As soon as Xi Tong came out of the studio, he saw Nie Yao.

She thought about it and followed behind Nie Yao.

Seeing Nie Yao walking towards an alley from a distance, she didn't dare to follow too closely, standing in the distance, waiting for Nie Yao to come out of the alley and leave, and then she cautiously passed.

Then she stood around the corner and saw two stout men beating another tall, thin young man.

Xi Tong pursed his lips, shrunk his head and left.

She's not stupid, and she's not the Holy Mother in those TV series and the Virgin, she has to go up when she sees someone being bullied.

The two bullying men were strong and tall, and if she was nosy, she might be worse than the man who was squatting on the ground and being beaten.

It's better to go quickly.

Xi Tong, who was leaving, glanced in the direction where Nie Yao had just disappeared and snorted coldly.

She still thought that Nie Yao was a kind-hearted person, but she was not as cold-hearted as her, and she would not save her when she saw death.

Xi Tong turned his head into the studio with a cold face.

She left the narrow alley, and the men from the two props teams lifted the field staff up from the ground.

One of the burly men frowned and asked worriedly, "Sir, how are you?"

The field attendant shook his head, and after holding the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he shook his head, "It's okay." ”

It's just that he didn't expect Nie Yao to really "see death and not save it".

Others didn't know, but the information he got showed that Nie Yao's skills were very good, and it was more than enough to deal with two ordinary men.

He was in this situation just now, only what she didn't want to save, and there was nothing she couldn't save.

But she looked twice and walked away.

Did he see that they were acting, or was he a cold person?

The man next to him pursed his lips and was silent, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly behind the lenses, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Sir, what are we going to do next? ”

The field attendant swept him alike, "Let's go." ”

After speaking, he took the lead out of the narrow alley, and the two men reacted and left one after the other.

Nie Yao came out of the narrow alley and went back to the hotel.

The scene she just watched in the narrow alley made her lose her mind to visit the film and television city.

In winter, the tall and thin field attendant was wearing a lot, and he also wore a down jacket issued by their crew, and the two men next to him looked fierce and fist-to-flesh, but in fact, the strength was well controlled, and the field attendant would not be injured at all.

Ordinary people may not be able to see these things, but she has a keen five senses and can see through them at first sight.

There is still a big difference between a person being beaten and acting like a person in the subtleties.

The two tall men in the props group are skilled in fists and feet, I am afraid that they have undergone special training, this kind of person has either practiced martial arts since childhood or has been in the army, and it is possible that he is still the bodyguard of the field service.

The two of them beat people like that, and they won't let people hang up for an hour.

And when the field staff called for help, she was the only one who went over to see.

It's hard not to suspect that this scene is for her.

When she returned to the hotel, she notified Zhou Rui halfway.

When he arrived at the hotel, Zhou Rui also arrived ten minutes later.

He knocked on the door and came in, and saw a half-painted portrait on the table in Nie Yao's room.

After Nie Yao opened the door for him, he sat back at the table and continued to draw.

Nie Yao quickly sketched with a carbon pen on the paper, although it was not the current popular sketches and stick figures, but it was still very similar.

Zhou Rui leaned over to her and stared at the drawing paper on the table.

He suddenly frowned, "Hey, Yaoyao, the person you drew is a little familiar." ”

Nie Yao didn't speak, and the movements of his hands continued.

After a few seconds, Zhou Rui suddenly said: "I remember, isn't this person the field manager in the crew?"

Rimless glasses, caps, drooping eyelids, timid eyes, and a slight bow when doing things, as if extremely inferior.

Nie Yao smiled slightly, "Brother Rui can see it?"

Zhou Rui said "um", the crew he went to with Nie Yao in the afternoon took a turn in the studio, the temperament of this scene was too different from others, and he wore a hat, so he inevitably paid more attention to his eyes.

I didn't expect Nie Yao to draw him when he came back.

"Yaoyao, what are you painting him for?"

After drawing the field worker, Nie Yao began to draw the man in the props group again.

She spoke to Zhou Rui while drawing, "Brother Rui, you can help me and the production director ask about the situation of these two people in a while." ”

"Okay, I just have something to find the production director, by the way. ”

Nie Yao avoided Zhou Rui's first question, and he didn't ask again, but Zhou Rui took this matter to heart.

When Zhou Rui took a photo of the two pieces of paper and left, Nie Yao also took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the two pieces of paper.

Then she found Chen Yihui in the contact and sent these two photos with drawing paper.