Xie Xuanming hurried to the waiting area, and many people surrounded the entrance of the stage.
The staff gathered together noisyly, arguing about something.
Xie Xuanming couldn't wait to hear, put his hand on the shoulder of the last person, and pulled away roughly: "Let's go."
The staff member turned around and said in surprise, "Mr. Xie! Why are you here?"
This shout attracted the attention of all the staff, they stopped talking and looked back.
His eyes were focused on himself, but Xie Xuanming turned a blind eye. He raised his hand and pulled away those who stood in front one by one, and squeezed stubbornly to the door.
The door was open, but it was pitch black inside, and something could be vaguely seen blocking the passageway.
can walk.
Xie Xuanming wanted to drill inside without saying a word.
"Mr. Xie!" Just as he stepped over the threshold, the staff member closest to the wall quickly grabbed him and urged him eagerly, "The crossbeam has collapsed, blocking the door! It's better not to go here!"
Xie Xuanming suddenly turned his head and stared at him: "Can't we get out?"
The staff was stunned by the red blood in his eyes, and they were stunned for a moment. After reacting, they insisted: "It is possible to get out, but there is a possibility of a second collapse. It is too dangerous. It is better to take a detour... Mr. Xie !"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was shocked to see Xie Xuanming throwing himself away and stepping into the door without looking back. He ducked under the beam and rushed into the studio with big strides.
Xie Xuanming quickly jumped over a few collapsed beams and pillars, stepped on the damaged materials on the ground, and came to the stage with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
At a glance, there were not many people on the stage, and the tragic scene of mourning as imagined did not appear. Only a few staff members carried the wounded and moved quickly to the exit on the side of the auditorium.
Xie Xuanming jumped off the stage, ran over to pass them by, and after confirming that the wounded were not Ji Hui, he suddenly turned around and stood on the steps looking at the stage.
Looking from a distance, the stage was in a mess. There was a microphone lying on the ground in the center of the stage. The switch was not turned off, and the faint buzzing sound spread throughout the recording place with the sound system still in operation.
Xie Xuanming was irritated when he heard that, he took two steps forward and grabbed a staff member: "Is there anyone else down here?"
The man froze for a moment and said, "I'm not sure, I have to wait for the ambulance personnel..."
Xie Xuanming let go of him before he finished listening, turned his head and ran towards the stage. He had just taken two steps on stage when he suddenly kicked something.
There was a muffled sound, followed by the sound of constant collisions.
Xie Xuanming lowered his head and saw a broken snare drum bone rolling out, hit a certain beam and stopped, and reunited with the collapsed drum skeleton underneath.
The corners of Xie Xuanming's eyes twitched lightly, and he looked up.
The rim of the drum is out of shape, and the top of the drum is even more fragmented...
Metal and plastic are still fragmented under heavy pressure, what about the more fragile human body.
The emergency exit in the direction of the auditorium suddenly opened wide, and the sunlight leaked through the gaps between the figures, swirled and swept over, and shone on the glass residue. The blood stains on the reflection made Xie Xuanming's whole body cold.
The staff rushed from the auditorium with medical staff and stretchers, making a lot of noise, but Xie Xuanming didn't hear anything.
He took a few steps forward, ignoring people behind him yelling "keep away from the collapse", walked to the wreckage of the drum kit and squatted down.
Is anyone down there
Xie Xuanming thought blankly.
Is he down there
The brain didn't think of a reason, but the hand stretched out first.
Xie Xuanming's palm was stuck to the rough and cold metal, and he lifted it up forcefully.
The crossbeam was designed as a load-bearing bracket, the weight is very considerable, how can it be easily shaken by one person.
Xie Xuanming exerted himself for a long time, veins burst out in his arms, and his teeth chattered, but it still didn't work.
The top couldn't be removed, so Xie Xuanming turned to dig it down.
He grabbed a deformed drum, and was stabbed by something on it as soon as he tried hard, and when he closed his hand, he saw blood droplets gushing from his fingertips... Xie Xuanming wiped a handful of blood, held it again regardless, and pulled it out forcefully.
After Xie Xuanming dug out two or three wreckages, he was stopped by the rushing staff who shouted and dragged him back.
But Xie Xuanming was as strong as a bull, and he didn't listen to persuasion or stand in the way. He swung his arm away from the person holding his arm, dragged another person to kneel down again, and stretched out his hand persistently towards the wreckage of the drum.
The person holding him tried his best to feed him, but he still couldn't stop him from leaning forward. The staff who fell on the ground quickly got up, rushed up and grabbed his shoulders, and pushed him back hard.
The two gritted their teeth and stopped, and they both heard the person in front of them unconsciously let out a low growl. It didn't sound like a human being, but like an animal driven into a desperate situation.
Both of them were about to gnaw their teeth, but they still couldn't stop Xie Xuanming from moving.
Xie Xuanming squatted down on the ground with difficulty, his eyes were red, and he was about to reach out to dig further, when he heard someone shouting from a distance.
"Thank you senior!"
Xie Xuanming's movements froze, and the staff took the opportunity to quickly drag him back, away from the ruins.
The man shouted again: "Xie Xuanming!"
Xie Xuanming was led back by the two, and sat on the ground in a daze.
He slowly raised his head and saw Ji Sheng standing not far away.
Ji Sheng came here in a hurry, with disheveled hair and shortness of breath, unconsciously rubbing his hands on his clothes, smearing colorful ashes on the white costume.
When the ceiling collapsed, he was called by the lighting teacher to discuss the stage effect, but luckily he was not on stage. Hearing a bang, Ji Sheng turned his head suddenly, and saw smoke and dust everywhere, beams and pillars collapsed like rain, and most of the stage disappeared in an instant.
Ji Sheng's mind also "boomed", he left the stunned lighting teacher, and jumped onto the stage in two or three steps.
He rushed in, and after a dozen seconds, he and the members of Nirvana landed on Lu Haoren and rushed out of the smoke.
The collapse happened in the back half of the stage. The members in front had to dodge in time and were rarely affected. However, the staff in the back and Lu Haoren who went to the back to check the situation of the drum kit were not so lucky. hurt a little.
Lu Haoren's face was pale, his leg was hit squarely, and blood oozes from the leg of his trousers.
Not knowing whether it was the pain or excessive blood loss, Lu Haoren lost consciousness and was carried out by Huang Sizhe in a daze.
A staff member yelled that there was an ambulance in the square, but the ambulance crew might not be able to get through for a while.
It was impossible to wait in place, Huang Sizhe gritted his teeth, picked up Lu Haoren on his back and rushed out. Several other members also carried the injured staff member and ran towards the exit.
Just as Ji Sheng helped a staff member with an injured hand into the ambulance, he turned his head and heard Xie Xuanming rushing into the scene out of control. He panicked, turned his head and ran towards the stage again.
After all, it arrived in time.
Ji Sheng stood there panting, watching Xie Xuanming break away from the two of them and stand up, walking towards him step by step.
The medical staff scattered around, checking whether there were any missing injured, shouting and shouting everywhere.
Xie Xuanming walked up to Ji Sheng.
His eyes were less bloodshot, replaced by fine tiredness, red all over the corners of his eyes.
He looked down at Ji Hui, but he wasn't looking at Ji Hui.
Pained by his gaze, Ji Sheng took half a step back and opened his mouth: "Thank you..."
Xie Xuanming grabbed his shoulder first, preventing him from retreating.
Ji Sheng couldn't dodge, he could only look at Xie Xuanming's weight, pressing him over as if looking for support, his head pressed against his neck, his trembling and breathing were extremely clear.
He also held Ji Sheng's wrist with his other hand, gripping tightly.
"Ji..." He lost his voice just like Ji Sheng.
After a moment's pause, he whispered, "I dropped the marshmallow."
Xie Xuanming said slowly and tiredly: "I dropped the marshmallow, you have to roll me a new one."
Ji Sheng's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and it took a while before he answered, "Okay."
KUZI immediately suppressed the news of the collapse of the filming site, because the collapse was inside, and the exterior buildings seemed to have no damage. The station sister who was standing guard only took pictures of the ambulance roaring away, and when it was released, it was immediately washed down by the public relations draft as a contestant. Blood sugar fainted and sent to the hospital.
At night, the public opinion situation was still as stable as a pool of stagnant water.
KUZI can control the field so easily, thanks to Xie Xuanming's acquiescence and even help.
Xie Xuanming agreed to block the news, of course there was a reason.
After he calmed down, he took Ji Sheng away from the shooting location again, and asked his own people to investigate the news.
Xie Xuanming dared to swagger into KUZI's shed with Liang Zi to record a program, so naturally he would not be empty-handed and make no preparations.
Many staff members in the program group are his eyes and ears.
These people usually take two jobs for two jobs, and now they finally come in handy.
Xie Xuanming sat on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest, his phone vibrated a few times.
He picked up the phone, unlocked it and read the message, his brows suddenly tightened.
"What's wrong?" Ji Sheng asked softly beside him.
"That fallen beam." Xie Xuanming said coldly, "I found a cut mark on the pillar."
Ji Sheng was silent for a moment, and unconsciously clenched his fists: "Is it artificial?"
"Yeah." Xie Xuanming said, "The incision is neat and obviously cut by a machine. Do you have any suspects?"
Ji Sheng shook his head with a sullen face.
"People who offend, people who have festivals?"
"I don't know." Ji Sheng said, "I lost my memory."
"Oh." Xie Xuanming was silent for a second, then subtly said, "I forgot."
He asked again, "Recently, have you offended anyone?"
"I just offended the program crew." Ji Sheng reminded.
"KUZI should not be so stupid as to smash the signboard." Xie Xuanming sneered.
The two fell silent.
"You can check the monitoring." Ji Sheng said, "Lesheng is filming for 24 hours, and you can always find something, but I don't know if the program team will monitor it or not."
"They still have to give this face." Xie Xuanming said, "What's more, now that there is an accident, the public opinion and the police are watching, and they can only give in under pressure."
"The police got involved?"
"Ok."
"How about it?"
"Working hard, but the investigation takes time, and the results are not coming out so quickly..."
Just as he was talking, the phone vibrated again, Xie Xuanming raised his hand to take a look, and suddenly froze.
He sat up straight suddenly, his back was stiff, his complexion was complicated, and he couldn't tell his emotions.
"Go to the hotel." Xie Xuanming leaned forward, said quickly to the driver, then turned to Ji Sheng and said, "You go back first..."
He paused, stuck in an unclear manner, and looked straight at Ji Sheng.
Ji Sheng felt hairy when he saw him, and moved uncomfortably: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Xie Xuanming finally made a decision, and his expression returned to his usual calm. He finished what he had just said, "You go back to the hotel and I will tell you if there is any news."
"and you… "
"I'm going to see someone." Xie Xuanming lowered his eyes and looked at the message, "Someone woke up."