He Dingxi has a lot of friends who play racing. Most of them are idle and rich for halfway. Racing is an extremely burned sports. Most of the children who have been practicing cars have been determined to take the professional route.

Ning Yan didn't speak anymore, and silently led He Dingxi to walk forward. The wind of Gobi blew their robes.

After a while, Ning Yan suddenly said: "Actually ..."

At this moment, there was a shouting one after another, and Ning Yan stopped in response to the direction of the sound. Several high -power flashlights followed.

"I found it! Is it the two of them?"

"Yes! Hurry up! Come on!"

"Teacher He Ning! How are you!"

The staff of the crew saw He Dingxi and Ning Yan from afar, and quickly trotted to meet. The two were quickly separated by the crowd, and they went back under the cluster of the staff.

In the short dozen minutes when He Dingxi and Ning Ye disappeared, everyone in the group was crazy. As soon as the two returned to the set, they were continuously sent to the ambulance.

Yang Mei came back without any injuries, and his eyes were red, and he had to give him two punch on the spot.

"Don't scold, don't scold it." Ning Yan stopped Yang Mei's fist at anger and stunned: "Isn't this good? Come here, I have to go to the hospital together."

Listening to Ning Yan, Yang Mei's anger was even greater, and threatened to fire all the people around Ning Ye. Ning Yan took a lot of effort to persuade Yang Mei.

The accident this time was due to the operation error of the blasting group disturbed the Ma Qun, causing the horse group to get out of control, which caused a stamping. Due to the excessive people at the scene, in addition to He Dingxi, dozens of people were injured to varying degrees.

The injured person has been sent to the local hospital. Ning Yan was sitting on the ambulance, and a nurse was dealing with the wound on his hand.

When Ning Yan first came back, she didn't say anything, she was still blood, and Yang Mei almost stopped her heart arbitrarily on the spot. Fortunately, after careful inspection, Ning Yan's body was not a big deal except some small abrasions.

Yang Mei said with his heart: "Fortunately, you responded fast enough, otherwise I would probably be busy to give you a memorial service at this moment."

"Can you look forward to me." Ning Yan looked at the light not far away and asked, "How about He Dingxi."

Yang Meiru said, "I heard that I fainted as soon as I came back."

Ning Yan frowned and asked, "Dizzy?"

"Maybe I have fallen to my head. It seems that it is a bit tricky, and I have been taken to the hospital." Said Yang Mei thought that Ning Ye had a distress with him after all, and added another sentence: "Do you let Xiaoye go to the hospital?"

"A group of professionals around him, we can help us." Ning Yan lowered his eyes, and his face had no waves: "At this time, don't hinder your feet."

"You person, it's really no heart and liver." Yang Mei heard Ning Ye said, and joked with a smile: "But to mix in this circle, you need a cold heart and cold lungs, and you can't take it seriously."

After the accident, all kinds of troubles followed, and the shooting could only be temporarily stagnated. Ning Yan returned to the hotel to rest after confirming the doctor's examination.

As soon as he returned to the room, Ning Yan first took a bath, and lay on the bed before his hair was blowing. At this time, it was 1 morning, and Ning Yan looked at the sparse light outside the window, and felt dazzling for no reason.

So he got up and poured a cup of cold water to the window. After drinking a glass of water in his hand, he pulled the curtains.

I do n’t know how long it ’s a long time. Ning Yan woke up from a short -lived dream, and then had no drowsiness.

He simply sat up, "slamming" with a light of the head of the bed, and picked up the phone on the bedside table.

Ning Yan's fingers passed in the WeChat communication records in turn. After a little stop on several names, he exited WeChat and opened Weibo.

The news of the "Hanging Seal" crew has spread throughout the Internet, and the pots fried for one night on various social platforms were mixed. People from all parties came out to show up, as if they were conducting on the scene.

In various related topics, the most discussion was He Dingxi's injury. He claimed to be a blogmist in the industry, saying that He Dingxi accidentally fell off his horse and broke several ribs. After a certain alarmist, he attached a picture of a paste shot with a seat machine. The official media said that he had tried to call the He Dingxi agent to verify, but he could not connect, for fear of being fierce. Some marketing numbers posted news that they had just received news from the hospital. He Dingxi injured his head, and his injuries were serious and life was dying.

This series of news has attracted many fans to stay up all night, and the number of retweets on Weibo for He Dingxi has reached hundreds of thousands.

Ning Jue quickly swiped through these indistinguishable pieces of information, and casually clicked on a movie. He stared at the piece of hair that appeared on the screen for a while, and said to himself in his heart: Now the hospital in this northwestern prefecture-level city has become the center of public opinion.

Then Ning Jue further said to herself: No matter what aspect you consider, it is a good time for marketing.

Thinking of this, he added in his heart: How can such a good opportunity be wasted.

Thinking of this, Ning Jue threw the phone away and quickly got up and changed into a suit. He wrapped himself tightly from head to toe with a hat, scarf and mask, until he made sure that every strand of hair had been disguised, and then he opened the door and walked out.

The sky outside the door was already bright, and the hour hand at the end of the corridor slowly passed six o'clock.

Chapter 13

As soon as the elevator door opened, He Dingxi and Ning Jue outside the door stared at him.

He Dingxi in the elevator asked, "Where are you going so early in the morning?"

The ghost knows how he recognized that the mummified person was Ning Jue himself.

"Go..." Ning Jue, who has always had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, gave a rare knock. After a second pause, he said, "Go to the gym."