The person on the other end of the phone, probably because the person who suddenly changed answered the phone, was a little confused, and didn't make a sound for about half a minute late, but He Jichen ran out of patience as if he had waited for a long time, and then spoke in a tone mixed with some anger: "Let me ask you!" How's she doing? ”

The assistant director and the actor director were so frightened by He Jichen's low roar that they didn't dare to come out.

The person on the phone finally came to his senses and said in confusion: "Director He? She? ”

Then the person on the phone seemed to feel He Jichen's impatience, and hurriedly continued: "She seems to have been injured in the waist and has a lot of blood......"

He Jichen's fingertips trembled, and he took out his mobile phone from his pocket without thinking.

While listening to the person on the phone, he began to make a call, and as his own mobile phone connected to the phone, the voice of the staff came from the assistant director's mobile phone: "...... At present, I don't know if the injury is serious, and everyone doesn't dare to touch her, for fear of ......."

Before the staff's report was over, He Jichen's mobile phone was connected, he took the assistant director's mobile phone from his ear, handed his mobile phone to his ear, and didn't wait for the people inside to speak, as if giving an order, his words were concise: "Are you in the hotel room?" See you in the lobby on the first floor in two minutes. ”

Hanging up the phone, He Jichen handed the assistant director's mobile phone to him, and without leaving a word, he strode to the elevator.

Han Zhihui, the assistant director, and the actor director, although they didn't understand who He Jichen was calling just now, saw him walking towards the elevator, and they all hurriedly followed.

He Jichen glanced at the red numbers jumping on the elevator, disgusted that he had waited too long, so he simply walked to the safe passage on the side, pushed open the door, stepped on the stairs, and went to the first floor.

He Jichen waited in the lobby for about a minute, the elevator door opened, and a young girl in a plain white dress, holding only a mobile phone in her hand, hurriedly walked out of it.

Except for Han Zhihui, everyone else knows that this girl is the original author of "Three Thousand Idiots" and the screenwriter Cheng Weitai.

Cheng Weiwan walked around the lobby, looked left and right, and trotted all the way to him when he saw He Jichen.

Probably because she was in a hurry, she ran over the whole way, and her tone of voice was a little out of breath: "Mr. He, what's wrong?" ”

After speaking, Cheng Weiwan nodded slightly to the assistant director and actor director who were standing aside, and said hello.

The assistant director and the actor director opened their mouths separately, and as soon as they said "It's not too late", He Jichen suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Cheng Weiwan's wrist, and ran towards the hotel door.

He Jichen's steps were big and urgent, Cheng Weiwan couldn't keep up, so she could only run quickly, but the expression on her face always remained calm and did not show the slightest discomfort.

From the hotel to the filming set, there was a section of the road that was closed to vehicles, but He Jichen still drove in, and then when he arrived at the filming set, he slammed on the brakes when he saw a group of people gathered together.

Almost at the same moment, He Jichen pushed the car door, got out of the car, rushed to the crowd, and went straight.

On the way, He Jichen briefly explained the situation to Cheng Weiwan, and as soon as the car stopped, Cheng Weiwan also hurriedly got out of the car and followed He Jichen.