Ran Ting heard her own artist's frosty face without saying a word, and didn't dare to ask again. She only whispered, "Then... then think about it again."
The crew took a small break in the afternoon and continued shooting.
The character setting of Yao Qiansi destined her to have many fighting scenes, and fighting scenes meant hanging wires, fortunately Song JinXing was not afraid of heights, his waist and abdomen core strength was also very strong, when hanging in the air he could grasp the balance very well, every time the elegant and smooth wire fu made everyone on site applaud.
This was also the reason why the creative team hoped he could play Cang Lingxue.
They were really convinced by his acting skills, feeling that he could play Yao Qiansi so outstandingly, he must also be able to play Cang Lingxue well. After all, compared to Yao Qiansi, the role of Cang Lingxue was so much easier to act!
They didn't know that Yao Qiansi was Song JinXing's true self, he had no pressure at all.
If he really had to act as Cang Lingxue, that would cost him his life.
In the afternoon, the wire fu scene was outdoors. In order to improve the quality of the TV series, He Jing shot most of it directly on real outdoor locations, only using green screens when it was impossible to shoot on location.
Today's scene was by a waterfall, on the pebbled beach, Yao Qiansi was chased here by people sent by the Cang family. After a fierce fight she was injured and fell into the water, and was saved by Cang Lingxue who came looking for her downstream.
Of course no one was acting as Cang Lingxue now, they were just shooting Yao Qiansi's fighting scene for the time being.
The weather today was very good. Although it was already winter, the sun was warm, shining on the pebbled beach, reflecting bright twinkling white light.
Song Jinxing was already wearing the wire harness and waiting aside. A crew member walked by with a walkie talkie saying, "Inspecting wire equipment, prepare to start shooting."
After receiving confirmation over the walkie talkie, the crew member made an OK gesture towards the monitors. The staff inspecting the wires, wearing hats and masks, bowed their heads and moved aside.
Following He Jing's "ACTION", the shooting quickly began.
Song JinXing was already used to the feeling of flying in the air while hanging on wires. Yao Qiansi's figure in black clothes and black hair was like a stroke of ink brushing across the sky, showing a sharp and vigorous momentum. Everyone looked up at the figure in the air and marveled at her beauty once again.
Suddenly, the beautiful figure in the air abruptly lost her balance, and fell straight down onto the glittering white pebbled beach like a goose with broken wings.
A moment of silence, followed by horrified screams.
Everyone rushed towards the figure that had fallen from the high altitude.
The accident happened in an instant. By the time Song Jinxing reacted, his body was already falling downwards.
Six or seven meters above the ground, it was neither high nor low. But the ground below was a pebbled beach, paved with hard pebbles, the most deadly thing.
In this less than one second, all he could do was raise his arms to protect his head. Then came the horrified screams around him and the people swarming forward trying to catch him. Then there was a loud bang, an enormous pain came at that instant, and he completely lost consciousness.
He didn't know how long had passed.
It seemed very short, only one or two seconds. But it also seemed very long, as if a whole lifetime had passed.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
What entered his sight was a dim room, the grayish white ceiling was the color scheme of his office. The leather sofa beneath sank deeply, and his body still felt the heaviness of just waking up from an afternoon nap.
The pain of his internal organs seemingly displaced from the fall completely disappeared. Song Jinxing realized something. He sat up sharply, raised his hand in front of his eyes.
It was a man's slender yet powerful hand, with a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. The dim office, because the blackout curtains were drawn, with only hints of light coming through. He strode to the window and pulled open the curtains.
Sunlight immediately spilled in, lighting up the entire office, and lighting up the tall and straight figure reflected in the floor to ceiling windows.
It was his own body.
He had switched back.
A blanket had slipped to the floor next to the sofa.
She had taken a nap here before they switched.
A huge panic rushed from his feet straight to his head. Song Jinxing almost lost his balance. He turned sharply and strode to the door, pulling it open.
Outside, Tong Ling was working at her desk. Hearing the sound, she looked up with a smile. But seeing the person striding over, her smile froze.
The boss's expression was so terrible, the terrifying aura enveloped her like being at the eye of a storm, as if she would be shredded by him the next second. Tong Ling hadn't seen the boss look so terrifying for a long time, no, she had never seen the boss look so terrifying.
Tong Ling heard him say, "Get me a flight ticket to Su City, the earliest flight possible."
Those eyes were dark and deep, swirling with storms, even the eyeballs seemed to be bloodshot, exuding a daunting redness.
Tong Ling said in a trembling voice, "I'll book it right away."
"Fu Ling," Song Jinxing went to another office, "Contact the best neurologists, orthopedists, internists in Nan Mountain, have them come to Su City to meet me immediately."
Fu Ling sensed something major had happened. He immediately did as told.
Song Group employees had always been very efficient. Within ten minutes, Song Jinxing was sitting in the car heading towards the airport.
Other than his ID and mobile phone, he didn't bring anything with him. He sat with a grim face, dialing a phone number ingrained in his heart.
No one picked up.
She should be fine, right? Falling from a height of six or seven meters, he had shielded his head with his arms, as long as he didn't hit his head, it shouldn't be serious, right?
He called Ran Ting again, still no one answered.
Fu Ling only felt the air pressure around his boss getting lower and lower, to the point it was almost suffocating. He took out his phone wanting to check the time, when his Weibo made a sound, pushing a news headline.
"#Zhong Ruan star injured in wire accident, fell from six meter height, now unconscious and rushed to hospital emergency#"
Fu Ling's hand shook, nearly dropping his phone.
He finally understood why the boss looked like he was about to go mad.
Fu Ling immediately clicked into Weibo. That news headline had already gone viral. Going into it, netizens were all praying for her safety.
Fu Ling said in a low voice, "Boss, the news said Miss Zhong has already been rushed to the hospital, she will definitely be fine."
Song Jinxing didn't say anything.
He just kept asking himself over and over in his heart, why did it have to be today? Why did it have to be now? If this was the way to switch back, he would rather stay in her body for a lifetime.
He wished the soul lying in that body right now was his own.
From Jingshi to Su City, a flight distance of just over two hours, Song Jinxing had never felt time pass so slowly.
The moment the plane landed, he immediately turned on his phone and called Ran Ting again.
This time someone finally picked up, the voice sounding exhausted and tearful, "Mr. Song."
"How is she?"
"Still in emergency surgery."
Song Jinxing's throat tightened. "Send me the address."
Getting off the plane, the car Fu Ling had arranged early was already waiting outside, heading straight for the hospital.
Halfway there, his phone rang. It was Song Shuling calling. Picking up, he heard her anxious voice, "Brother, where are you? The news said sister-in-law had an accident, she fell during wire fu, now she's..."
Song Jinxing cut her off. "I know, I'm in Su City."
Song Shuling was startled, subconsciously pulling the phone in front of her eyes to look.
It was indeed her brother's phone.
But that voice was so cold, without a shred of warmth, making her involuntarily feel it was unfamiliar.
It must be because of what happened to sister-in-law that he would sound this way, Song Shuling suppressed the strange feeling in her heart. "I'll ask for leave and come over right away!"
"No need." Song Jinxing coldly rejected her, "You coming over is useless. Just go to work properly. I'll tell you when she wakes up."
Not waiting for her reply, he hung up.
Song Shuling stared blankly at the darkened screen, mind blank for a moment.
Ran Ting heard her own artist's frosty face without saying a word, and didn't dare to ask again. She only whispered, "Then... then think about it again."
The crew took a small break in the afternoon and continued shooting.
The character setting of Yao Qiansi destined her to have many fighting scenes, and fighting scenes meant hanging wires, fortunately Song JinXing was not afraid of heights, his waist and abdomen core strength was also very strong, when hanging in the air he could grasp the balance very well, every time the elegant and smooth wire fu made everyone on site applaud.
This was also the reason why the creative team hoped he could play Cang Lingxue.
They were really convinced by his acting skills, feeling that he could play Yao Qiansi so outstandingly, he must also be able to play Cang Lingxue well. After all, compared to Yao Qiansi, the role of Cang Lingxue was so much easier to act!
They didn't know that Yao Qiansi was Song JinXing's true self, he had no pressure at all.
If he really had to act as Cang Lingxue, that would cost him his life.
In the afternoon, the wire fu scene was outdoors. In order to improve the quality of the TV series, He Jing shot most of it directly on real outdoor locations, only using green screens when it was impossible to shoot on location.
Today's scene was by a waterfall, on the pebbled beach, Yao Qiansi was chased here by people sent by the Cang family. After a fierce fight she was injured and fell into the water, and was saved by Cang Lingxue who came looking for her downstream.
Of course no one was acting as Cang Lingxue now, they were just shooting Yao Qiansi's fighting scene for the time being.
The weather today was very good. Although it was already winter, the sun was warm, shining on the pebbled beach, reflecting bright twinkling white light.
Song Jinxing was already wearing the wire harness and waiting aside. A crew member walked by with a walkie talkie saying, "Inspecting wire equipment, prepare to start shooting."
After receiving confirmation over the walkie talkie, the crew member made an OK gesture towards the monitors. The staff inspecting the wires, wearing hats and masks, bowed their heads and moved aside.
Following He Jing's "ACTION", the shooting quickly began.
Song JinXing was already used to the feeling of flying in the air while hanging on wires. Yao Qiansi's figure in black clothes and black hair was like a stroke of ink brushing across the sky, showing a sharp and vigorous momentum. Everyone looked up at the figure in the air and marveled at her beauty once again.
Suddenly, the beautiful figure in the air abruptly lost her balance, and fell straight down onto the glittering white pebbled beach like a goose with broken wings.
A moment of silence, followed by horrified screams.
Everyone rushed towards the figure that had fallen from the high altitude.
The accident happened in an instant. By the time Song Jinxing reacted, his body was already falling downwards.
Six or seven meters above the ground, it was neither high nor low. But the ground below was a pebbled beach, paved with hard pebbles, the most deadly thing.
In this less than one second, all he could do was raise his arms to protect his head. Then came the horrified screams around him and the people swarming forward trying to catch him. Then there was a loud bang, an enormous pain came at that instant, and he completely lost consciousness.
He didn't know how long had passed.
It seemed very short, only one or two seconds. But it also seemed very long, as if a whole lifetime had passed.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
What entered his sight was a dim room, the grayish white ceiling was the color scheme of his office. The leather sofa beneath sank deeply, and his body still felt the heaviness of just waking up from an afternoon nap.
The pain of his internal organs seemingly displaced from the fall completely disappeared. Song Jinxing realized something. He sat up sharply, raised his hand in front of his eyes.
It was a man's slender yet powerful hand, with a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. The dim office, because the blackout curtains were drawn, with only hints of light coming through. He strode to the window and pulled open the curtains.
Sunlight immediately spilled in, lighting up the entire office, and lighting up the tall and straight figure reflected in the floor to ceiling windows.
It was his own body.
He had switched back.
A blanket had slipped to the floor next to the sofa.
She had taken a nap here before they switched.
A huge panic rushed from his feet straight to his head. Song Jinxing almost lost his balance. He turned sharply and strode to the door, pulling it open.
Outside, Tong Ling was working at her desk. Hearing the sound, she looked up with a smile. But seeing the person striding over, her smile froze.
The boss's expression was so terrible, the terrifying aura enveloped her like being at the eye of a storm, as if she would be shredded by him the next second. Tong Ling hadn't seen the boss look so terrifying for a long time, no, she had never seen the boss look so terrifying.
Tong Ling heard him say, "Get me a flight ticket to Su City, the earliest flight possible."
Those eyes were dark and deep, swirling with storms, even the eyeballs seemed to be bloodshot, exuding a daunting redness.
Tong Ling said in a trembling voice, "I'll book it right away."
"Fu Ling," Song Jinxing went to another office, "Contact the best neurologists, orthopedists, internists in Nan Mountain, have them come to Su City to meet me immediately."
Fu Ling sensed something major had happened. He immediately did as told.
Song Group employees had always been very efficient. Within ten minutes, Song Jinxing was sitting in the car heading towards the airport.
Other than his ID and mobile phone, he didn't bring anything with him. He sat with a grim face, dialing a phone number ingrained in his heart.
No one picked up.
She should be fine, right? Falling from a height of six or seven meters, he had shielded his head with his arms, as long as he didn't hit his head, it shouldn't be serious, right?
He called Ran Ting again, still no one answered.
Fu Ling only felt the air pressure around his boss getting lower and lower, to the point it was almost suffocating. He took out his phone wanting to check the time, when his Weibo made a sound, pushing a news headline.
"#Zhong Ruan star injured in wire accident, fell from six meter height, now unconscious and rushed to hospital emergency#"
Fu Ling's hand shook, nearly dropping his phone.
He finally understood why the boss looked like he was about to go mad.
Fu Ling immediately clicked into Weibo. That news headline had already gone viral. Going into it, netizens were all praying for her safety.
Fu Ling said in a low voice, "Boss, the news said Miss Zhong has already been rushed to the hospital, she will definitely be fine."
Song Jinxing didn't say anything.
He just kept asking himself over and over in his heart, why did it have to be today? Why did it have to be now? If this was the way to switch back, he would rather stay in her body for a lifetime.
He wished the soul lying in that body right now was his own.
From Jingshi to Su City, a flight distance of just over two hours, Song Jinxing had never felt time pass so slowly.
The moment the plane landed, he immediately turned on his phone and called Ran Ting again.
This time someone finally picked up, the voice sounding exhausted and tearful, "Mr. Song."
"How is she?"
"Still in emergency surgery."
Song Jinxing's throat tightened. "Send me the address."
Getting off the plane, the car Fu Ling had arranged early was already waiting outside, heading straight for the hospital.
Halfway there, his phone rang. It was Song Shuling calling. Picking up, he heard her anxious voice, "Brother, where are you? The news said sister-in-law had an accident, she fell during wire fu, now she's..."
Song Jinxing cut her off. "I know, I'm in Su City."
Song Shuling was startled, subconsciously pulling the phone in front of her eyes to look.
It was indeed her brother's phone.
But that voice was so cold, without a shred of warmth, making her involuntarily feel it was unfamiliar.
It must be because of what happened to sister-in-law that he would sound this way, Song Shuling suppressed the strange feeling in her heart. "I'll ask for leave and come over right away!"
"No need." Song Jinxing coldly rejected her, "You coming over is useless. Just go to work properly. I'll tell you when she wakes up."
Not waiting for her reply, he hung up.
Song Shuling stared blankly at the darkened screen, mind blank for a moment.
