Chapter 43: Shoot
Hao Shuai, is it? The woman nodded. Ill remember you.
Its pointless remembering my name. Jiang Cheng said seriously, You need to remember my call number. Its High-Class Group, No. 49.
Then, it was the womans turn. Her name was Xu Wen, an international relations expert. She often spent her time overseas, and when she returned to the country last, she was yanked into a nightmare. This was her fourth mission.
Soon, the girl in the pyjamas small voice came. Her name was Zhang Yinyin. She was a kindergarten teacher. She was still an intern.
Finally, it was the man with the camera. He was the only newbie other than Zhou Taifu. His appearance made him look honest and simple-minded.
Hello. He began, My name is Long Tao. Im currently a movie extra.
Fatty was the last one. Just as Fatty was prepared to introduce himself, Jiang Cheng cut in, His situation is rather special. He has no name because His eyes glazed over with sadness, He is an orphan.
Did he lose his parents when he was young? Zhang Yinyins face coloured with pity.
You can call him Fatty. Jiang Cheng said, I hear thats what people at his orphanage call him.
Fatty,
Soon, the group arrived at the education building. Occasionally, youthful girls walked out from the door.
This is the place. Zhen Jianren announced, Lets go in. The inner space was larger than Jiang Cheng thought. Classrooms lined both sides of the corridor. Singing and music came out of them. Even though there was an elevator, everyone collectively chose the stairs on the right.n0ve(l)bi(n.)co/m
The large music classroom was at the end of the fourth-floor corridor. When they got closer, a woman in high heels ran over to them. The woman was about thirty and had on light make-up. She asked directly, Are you the media people?
Jiang Chengs gaze swept over them. He would occasionally meet the girls eyes. The difference was the girls would instantly look away, but Jiang Cheng would keep on gawking.
As the second class got off the stage and no one was paying them any attention, Fatty came over to whisper, Doctor, what are you doing?
Jiang Cheng pouted, What do you mean? Are you insinuating Im doing something bad?
Fatty, Doctor, Im mighty impressed. You have the time to joke at a time like this.
Jiang Cheng said without looking at him. I dont think the NPC will ruin our equipment for no reason. Therefore, I suspect there is a problem with this.
Fatty was shocked. What kind of problem?
I still dont know. He turned his head. You dont need to worry about this camera. Focus on the other camera. Make sure nothing happens to it.
Fatty nodded quickly, Got it.
Soon, the third class ended their performance. The final choir was about to say. At that moment, Long Tao, who was responsible for the camera, frowned. He held his stomach, and he started to sweat. Lou Yi, who was beside him, was the first to discover this. Whats wrong?
I have stomachache. Long Tao stammered with difficulty, I probably ate something wrong in the morning.
Zhou Taifu looked at the stage filled with people. There were staff milling about it, picking through different-coloured wires and stuff. It was for the final adjustment.
Cant you hold it in? Zhou Taifu was rather annoyed. The hall gave him a bad feeling. Everyone there looked normal, but he felt weirdly affected. As for why, he couldnt pinpoint it.
Well go back after were done with the shooting!
I dont think thats possible. Long Taos body trembled. Sweats dripped down his face. Its too painful. This might be a relapse of my enteritis.