Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore-Chapter 343: Something Happened to Little Zhou?

Morning.

Xiao He arrived at the filming location for "Record of Chasing the Wind" on time.

This ancient town, much like the manor on the mountain, was a heavyweight among domestic entertainment industry's period drama filming locations. Countless production teams came here every year to shoot scenes.

This location was also much larger than imagined. Even the central street was considerably wider than those in actual scenic ancient towns. Blue stone slabs were laid out extensively;they looked very worn on the surface, but walking on them wasn't rough on the feet. The ancient buildings on both sides were also very imposing, with polished redwood gleaming brilliantly under the sunlight.

Xiao He stood at the filming spot, stamped his feet, and turned his head to see the wire work crane from the neighboring production team swing over.

And the person suspended in mid-air truly resembled a celestial maiden from the heavens. She wore light, soft pink robes, her figure ethereal and her movements graceful. The delicate pink didn't make her look old-fashioned;instead, it made her exceptionally eye-catching. The actors waiting for their own production team's shoot couldn't help but look up at her, watching as she gracefully flew from one side to the other.

This ethereal, fairy-like woman was precisely the female lead of "Cangyue Calamity," Yu Xuezheng. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Due to the distance, Xiao He could only catch occasional glimpses of Yu Xuezheng flying back and forth on that street over there. He couldn't see the details, nor could he judge which scene they were filming, but Yu Xuezheng's elegant posture also filled Xiao He with immense admiration.

However, Xiao He didn't watch the filming over there for long. He quickly shifted his gaze back, focusing his attention on the production team in front of him.

On the other side, within the "Cangyue Calamity" production team, Uncle Han, who was taking a headcount of the extras, scratched his head in confusion.

"Hey, Little Wang, where's Little Zhou? Why haven't I seen him today?"

"Ah? No way?"

Wang Yi, who had been in the middle of a yawn, barely managed to close his half-open mouth. His eyes swept back and forth around them. "He hasn't arrived yet?"

Because accommodations in this area were always scarce, extras who came here either rushed back to the city on time or tried their best to snag an ordinary room to stay overnight.

Some people even directly rented the nearest houses, living nearby year-round.

Both Wang Yi and Assistant Zhou were running as extras in this film and television city for the first time. After interacting for a while, they found each other's personalities quite agreeable, their living situations weren't too tight, and they both had certain standards for accommodation. So, the two hit it off, becoming temporary roommates to split the cost of a hotel room.

Coincidentally, the hotel they stayed at was the same one as Xiao He and the others, just the most standard double room. The cost wasn't exorbitant, and splitting it between the two didn't create much financial pressure.

However, don't be fooled by how energetic Assistant Zhou usually was on set;he actually loved sleeping in more than Wang Yi in the mornings. So, usually, Wang Yi would get up a few minutes earlier to wash up and then come to the set first to help with clocking in.

And although Assistant Zhou usually got up late, he basically managed to rush to the set within the last few minutes every single day. This had been the routine for this period, and Wang Yi had already gotten used to it.

It wasn't until now that Wang Yi suddenly realized Assistant Zhou hadn't reported to the set this morning!

That shouldn't be—

Wang Yi immediately apologized sheepishly. "Sorry, Uncle Han, that guy might have an upset stomach. I'll go hurry him up right away!"

Uncle Han saw through Wang Yi's excuse at a glance but didn't expose it, simply nodding. "Alright, go hurry him up quickly."

This situation of helping a friend clock in early at the set was actually quite common. Generally, if the person arrived later, no one would make a big deal out of it. And these two young men usually had a serious work attitude and good personalities, so Uncle Han was willing to turn a blind eye.

Anyway, makeup and costume changes would take a while;it was fine as long as they arrived later.

"Okay, thank you, thank you, Uncle Han!"

Wang Yi immediately bowed to express his gratitude, then jogged to a corner to call Assistant Zhou.

However, the call rang for a long time with no answer.

"Huh? Could this guy really be dead asleep?"

Wang Yi was puzzled.

He had gotten up in a hurry this morning, his mind still fuzzy. Plus, the curtains were drawn in the room, making it dim, so Wang Yi couldn't immediately recall whether Assistant Zhou had been in bed this morning.

After trying several times with no answer, Wang Yi started to worry.

"Could something have happened? Or is he sick?"

Wang Yi muttered to himself, feeling uncertain.

Just as Wang Yi was frantically trying to reach him, the production team over there also started urging him.

Wang Yi felt hesitant.

Although he thought it was most likely that Assistant Zhou had slept too soundly and overslept today, based on his usual understanding of Assistant Zhou, that didn't seem very probable.

Once before, they had almost overslept, but fortunately, they were awakened in time by Assistant Zhou's super-loud alarm clock.

The sound of that alarm could be described as a demonic noise piercing the ears, startling Wang Yi awake with a jolt. Assistant Zhou also rolled over and sat up in bed, then skillfully turned off the alarm.

Later, Wang Yi found out that Assistant Zhou would wear a vibrating watch on each of his hands and feet before sleeping to prevent himself from oversleeping and missing important things.

When Wang Yi learned about this routine of Assistant Zhou's, he was utterly dumbfounded and remembered it vividly for a long time afterward.

So, this time, with Assistant Zhou oversleeping and not answering his phone, Wang Yi's heart began to feel vaguely uneasy.

If even those alarms and watches couldn't wake him up, how soundly must Assistant Zhou be sleeping?

Wang Yi gave a sudden jolt.

Finally, he stopped hesitating. He jogged over to Uncle Han and apologized sincerely. "Uncle, something might have happened to Little Zhou. I might need to ask for leave for this morning's shoot. I'm really sorry."

As a member of the "Cangyue Calamity" production team, Uncle Han now felt a vein throb on his forehead whenever he heard the word "happened." "What happened?"

"Uh, probably just sick. I'll take him to get checked."

Wang Yi said, steeling himself.

Uncle Han's sharp gaze scrutinized the young man before him, and finally, he said, "Then hurry up and go! Contact me anytime if there's any special situation."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Uncle. Really, thank you so much!"

Wang Yi thanked Uncle Han repeatedly, then turned and ran toward the hotel.

Since the filming spot was in the center of the ancient town, vehicles weren't allowed to enter or exit the ancient streets in between at will. So, actors usually took the shuttle vehicle to travel back and forth.

But Wang Yi was too worried about his friend to wait for the shuttle. He simply jogged all the way back in one go.

It took about ten minutes before Wang Yi, panting heavily, arrived at their room.

However, at that moment, two people were standing outside their room door. One of them actually held a room card, trying to open the door and enter their room.

Wang Yi's heart leaped in alarm, and he immediately shouted, "What are you two doing?"

The two people were startled by Wang Yi's shout and turned to look at him.

"Sorry, we're here for cleaning."

Only then did Wang Yi notice the two were wearing hotel housekeeping uniforms.

"We don't need scheduled cleaning here. We already mentioned that before."

Wang Yi frowned as he walked over.

"Sorry about that. We just heard a very loud alarm clock going off inside continuously, so we wanted to check the situation inside and then clean up a bit while we're at it."

One of the cleaning aunties explained.

The other cleaner said, "Young man, is this your room? Hurry up and turn off that alarm clock. The sound is too loud. We were about to get the manager to contact you."

"Ah, sorry."

Wang Yi's assertive demeanor instantly deflated, and his heart grew even more flustered.

It was so noisy inside, and Assistant Zhou still hadn't reacted?

Had something really happened to him?