Chapter 440 If We Don’t Get Things Straightened Out

"I wonder if there is really a cat abuse incident nearby." Mu Chun's voice sounded a little tired.

This morning was really tiring.

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It rained all day, and when it was time to get off work, the viaduct and the ground were all congested. The downtown area around Hai was like the city center of all big cities. Although it was lively and prosperous, it was also inevitable to have exhaust gas and traffic jams.

Li Mu was driving to the shooting location after finishing his company's work. The dinner prepared by An Xiaodi for him was still placed under the passenger seat. There was actually a small drawer there for girls to put their shoes.

Thinking of his braised beef rice and fish ball soup shaking with the brakes along the way, Li Mu began to feel irritable.

Gradually, everything in the car became covered with moss. He switched radio stations several times. The host was chatting happily. Some people called in to participate in the topics designed by the host, such as "What did college love bring you?"

A girl with a nice voice called in and said, "College love left me with a scar that can never be erased."

The female host quickly followed up and said, "Yes, first love is not always perfect. Sometimes there are indeed some regrets, just like scars."

The male host was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Well, you will definitely meet someone who can make you forget this scar in the future."

Both of them sounded a little smart. Soon, the girl who called in replied coldly, "I'm talking about a real scar, on my lower abdomen, a scar left by an ectopic pregnancy operation."

The host was speechless on the spot.

Li Mu's heart also skipped a beat.

At this time, Li Mu found that there was a car tightly attached to him in the lane next to him, and the owner of the car even rolled down the window and cursed at him.

Li Mu's driver's window was closed, and the radio was on in the car, so he naturally didn't hear what the driver was saying. But Li Mu didn't need to hear it at all, and he knew what the guy was saying.

So Li Mu pulled the front of the car over and occupied the lane, just to prevent the driver from changing lanes.

Who knew that the other driver was not a pushover either, and the two of them started to compete on the road. Finally, when they were stuck at the previous red light, the driver in the silver Nissan forced a lane change and then braked. Li Mu didn't have time to adjust and chased him.

The driver of the car in front, who seemed to have been prepared, immediately opened the door and walked out.

"Are you mentally ill, or did your wife run away with someone else? Do you know the rules of driving, ah." The person who spoke was less than 170cm tall, but his weight was estimated to be more than 250 kilograms.

Li Mu had a clear view of the car he was driving, and it made people wonder whether the back seats needed to be removed to fit this weight into the small car.

"It was you who wanted to change lanes, so why are you being unreasonable?" Li Mu replied, suppressing the anger in his stomach.

"Pay it, you rear-ended me, it's all your fault." The fat man cursed while speaking.

Some people really have this ability, they can keep swearing when they speak, no matter what they say, it's like that, this 250-pound driver is such a person.

Li Mu felt more and more irritated, and every joint of his fingers seemed to have burrs and wanted to punch the man.

The 250-pound fat man kept flipping his sausage-like mouth in the winter rain.

Li Mu felt that his fist had already swung at his left ear, and he seemed to have seen himself kneeling hard at the man's lower abdomen, pinching the man's shoulders, and smashing his fat head with his steel-like head.

Finally, he took advantage of the high position, grabbed the man's head with his left hand and pressed it down, raised his right hand, and aimed his elbow at the back of the man's neck and hammered it down.

A 250-pound pile of fat meat fell down in silence, and Li Mu said to him, "Pork is so expensive these days, no one will eat your meat no matter how cheap it is."

"Hey, are you going to call or not? Are you going to call or not?"

When Li Mu came to his senses, he realized that everything just now was just his imagination, and now his own collar was tightly held by the 250-pound man.

I don't know when the fat man called the police, or it happened that a traffic policeman rode a motorcycle to the two of them.

The police looked very tired and said, "What's the situation with you? The road is so congested, and the surveillance camera saw that the two of you are occupying a road here. What do you want to do? Fight? Okay, come back with me and I'll give you time to fight slowly."

When the fat man saw the police coming, he immediately changed his face, "No, police comrade, it was this person who rear-ended. You see, he didn't even look when driving. I suspect he was drunk driving."

"You are the one who is drunk driving."

Li Mu finally couldn't help cursing.

"Officer, he looks so polite but he curses."

"Didn't you curse just now? Who caused this trouble?"

Li Mu was completely out of control. In the next few minutes, he had no idea what he said to the police, nor did he know what the police said to him.

I only know that the police asked him to take out his driver's license and vehicle registration certificate countless times. After his body was almost soaked, Li Mu returned to the car and took out the vehicle registration certificate and driver's license.

The police handed the ticket to Li Mu and scolded him a few times. The fat driver said to Li Mu in a bad mood, "I remember who you are. Aren't you the talented Li Mu on TV? I didn't expect you to be a road rage driver."

Road rage?

Li Mu's mind suddenly exploded, so did I hit someone just now? Or did I crash the car? He wanted to ask the person in front of him, but the person said, "Call your insurance company quickly. The insurance company will handle this kind of responsibility relationship so clearly. Be careful when driving in the future. Don't act like a human on TV, but you are worse than a pig or a dog in life."

"What the hell are you talking about." Just as he was about to scold back, Li Mu suddenly thought of Xiao Hei.

Road rage, rear-end collision.

Then could Xiao Hei really be killed by him?

Thinking of Xiao Hei's soft and weak body being run over by the wheels, what would the person sitting in the driver's seat feel like? Could he not feel it at all? Or did he forget it?

So I always feel that there is a cat at home, and I always feel that there are cat footprints in the bathroom?

No, I'll go upstairs to ask about the bathroom tomorrow morning. It's not just a water leak. When Li Mu was taking a shower in the morning, he smelled a foul smell. I think it was the water from the upstairs bathroom that didn't leak cleanly and was squeezed under the floor tiles for a long time, which gave off a foul smell.

I don't know if it was bath water or toilet water.

It's really unlucky.

Thinking of this, Li Mu decided to go to the parking space to study it carefully when he got home tonight. How did Xiao Hei move in the community that day to be run over by his car and he didn't feel it at all.

So, "Don't be afraid, Li Mu." He said to himself, you won't be afraid if you figure it out. Even if you know that it was really him who accidentally hit Xiao Hei, it's much better than living in fear and guessing like now.

After arriving at the studio, Li Mu felt that he was in good condition. The other guests also had work during the day, so everyone tried their best to cooperate. The recording ended early and everyone could sleep for a while.

There were about a hundred people in the audience, all of them were young faces, and the boys and girls seemed to have put on makeup. The assistant director told Li Mu that the audience had arrived here at 3:30 pm, and your program would not be recorded until 8 pm. The audience's shots were recorded at 4:30 pm, so when the program officially started, the audience had already been sitting in the venue for four hours. The fee was only 300 yuan per person, which was still a relatively high price in the industry.

Li Mu held the coffee prepared by the director team and looked down at the audience area. The audience was now like Internet celebrities, and each one was very good-looking.

The assistant director looked at Li Mu and said, "Not bad, the audience is also a very important part of the program, so the audience in the first few rows are specially selected by the performance company. When the program becomes popular, it will be easy. The audience will sign up to participate. In this episode, because the first few episodes were very popular, one-third of the audience has signed up by themselves, and then the director team selected some to come to the scene, which can be regarded as a fan benefit.

Did you see the people sitting behind the guest seats? Those are audiences with education and good looks. Those seats are very popular, so they need to be particularly good-looking at the beginning. The director team spends money, and then selects suitable fans. Some people may even spend money to become the audience in the first row. It's all routine."

After listening to Mark, Li Mu nodded and thought, all walks of life are routines. Those who occupy the upper level of the rules always make more money, but it seems that everyone is very hard and not easy.

From lighting, stage layout, photography and videography, makeup artists, stage affairs, directors, producers, to post-production after recording, program packaging, publicity, all aspects are full of people.

People who have experienced the recording of this kind of variety show will have a particularly deep impression. No matter how advanced the technology is outside, it is still a screw and a nail here, and there are people busy in every position.

Even the aunt who delivers and cleans the lunch boxes is indispensable.

If she delivers some wrong meals, causing a guest to delay the filming due to allergies, then the cost of delaying a day is tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

When Li Mu was drinking coffee and preparing to shoot content, there was a panic in the audience, and a staff member fell on the stage.

There was a cry of surprise in the audience area, and Li Mu quickly patted Mark on the shoulder. Mark was wearing headphones and looking at the computer screen, and he didn't notice the situation on the stage at all.

"Mark, someone fainted, Mark." Li Mu shouted twice before Mark came back to his senses.

People were in a hurry, and no one knew what to do.

The staff on the side said that he suddenly fell down, and didn't know what happened.

The worker who spoke was very thin, and he was holding a paint-stained brush in his hand, as if he was repairing a corner on the stage.

Another staff member wearing similar clothes said, "I don't know, he was fine just now, and he didn't drink last night."

As he was talking, a fat man ran over. He looked a bit like the novice village Dongba in "Hunter x Hunter". The man bent down with great effort and looked at the worker lying on the ground for a few seconds.

The audience couldn't help it and shouted, "Don't stand there, save him."

Someone in the crowd asked, "Is there a doctor? A nurse is also fine."

The fat man stood up and said to the two workers, "What's going on? Has this happened before? Go pinch the Ren philtrum and see."

After hearing what the fat man said, a small worker stepped on the spot with his feet alternately for several times, then took off his work cotton gloves, walked into the motionless man lying on the ground, stretched out his thumb and pinched the man's philtrum.

"Will he die suddenly?" The worried voices of several girls came from the quiet stage from time to time.

"Yes, someone almost died suddenly in the Lechuan Piano Competition two days ago."

"It seems that CPR is needed."

"It's over, it seems there is no hope, we won't shoot today."

Li Mu and Mark walked down the simple stairs to the next level of the program recording area. When Li Mu saw the worker lying on the ground from a close distance, he saw that he twitched twice on the spot and then opened his eyes.

The fat man quickly turned around and waved to everyone, saying, "It's okay, don't worry, keep working."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, several workers who crowded over hesitated and returned to their posts. The worker lying on the ground shook his head as if he had lost his memory and said, "Where am I? What's wrong with me?"

Assistant director Mark used the intercom to call a colleague who was handling the field affairs. Li Mu had said a few words to the woman who rushed over in high heels. The woman's name was Sister Mei, who acted in a hurry and had a loud voice.

Mark pulled her aside and said a few words with a serious expression, then rushed back and pulled Li Mu and said, "Go and get ready, there are still twenty minutes to start."

Li Mu was about to say what to do with the person lying on the ground, but was pushed aside by Sister Mei.

The worker lying on the ground suddenly sat up like a magic puppet and said, "What's wrong with me?"

The worker didn't speak the local dialect, and Li Mu couldn't hear it clearly, but from his expression, he seemed to be dizzy and a little stuffy, and now he spoke like a child.

"Hurry up, Lao Li, why did you faint? The boss asked us to quickly brush the props dry, we are about to start." A worker came over and helped Lao Li up.

Lao Li shook him off and said, "Don't touch me, who are you, why are you pulling me."

There were bustling voices around the stage again:

"I guess he fell and became stupid."

"Maybe he wants to blackmail the director team."

"Blackmail? Blackmail, blackmail is okay."

Mark waved his hand and winked at Sister Mei again.

Mei immediately left Li Mu alone far away, and turned to explain to the audience: "This worker is feeling a little unwell, and he didn't ask for leave from us, so we didn't know he was working while sick, just like everyone else. Now we'll ask the driver to take him to the hospital for a checkup. Our program will start recording in 20 minutes, so everyone should return to their seats and sit down. Thank you for your cooperation.

Also, I reiterate that private filming or recording is not allowed during the program recording, so I hope everyone will cooperate and work together to make our favorite program a good one. Thank you."

While Mei was talking to the audience, the fainted staff member had stood up by himself, staggered to pick up the brush next to him and ran to the stage to start brushing a white round barrel. Someone next to him pushed him and asked: "What's wrong with you, Lao Li? Didn't you drink last night and didn't get enough sleep?"

Lao Li complained: "How did I not get enough sleep? How could I have slept? Didn't I come here at 2:30 in the morning today? I haven't slept for more than 30 hours after shooting for two consecutive days. I'm just sleepy."

"Oh." The short worker next to him agreed and got busy with his own things.

Li Mu looked at the time and thought that he had rushed here after get off work at five o'clock. Even if he came on time at eight o'clock, the recording of the program would end at three o'clock at the earliest. These audiences arrived at the studio at more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and these workers were here at more than two o'clock in the morning.

Even if they had slept before, they would have to work for 24 hours without rest after finishing today's work.

Thinking of this, Li Mu suddenly felt that he still had a few hours to rest after all, and it seemed that he had no right to complain.

These staff members seemed to be working harder.

Sister Mei seemed to see Li Mu's worries and said, "Don't worry, this kind of fainting is very common, but the kind of cardiac arrest incidents that occurred at the Lechuan Piano Competition are rare. I have been working in this circle for more than ten years and have never seen anyone have any major problems. You can rest assured that I am here.

Sometimes the workers rely on their youth. They don't rest when they have time in the afternoon and morning. They hide outside the studio to watch videos and play games. In fact, those who work in this industry should know how to rest when they have time, so that they can be energetic when they are busy."

"Oh, okay, so that's it." Li Mu agreed, but he felt bad in his heart.

After the official recording started, it went very smoothly. At two o'clock in the morning, Mark came to tell Li Mu that it was time to call it a day.

Mark always looked very energetic. As soon as the show was finished, he immediately pulled Li Mu to ask how he was thinking about the things he had discussed with him before. It should be the best publicity direction to make him a celebrity and a warm man.

Li Mu was anxious to go home to investigate Xiao Hei's matter, so he just delayed the matter vaguely. On the way home, he opened the car window a little, and the cool wind blew into the car, which was particularly refreshing.

After returning to the community, Li Mu drove the car slowly to his parking space along the route he usually took. At a speed of five kilometers per hour, he carefully felt the feeling of the tires pressing over the ground.

If he really hit Xiao Hei, how could he not feel anything?

After the car stopped, Li Mu got out and checked it. Apart from some scratches on the front of the car, there was nothing that needed urgent repairs from the rear-end collision after get off work.

It was simply that the 250-pound fat man deliberately defrauded the insurance. After all, the two cars would not cause much serious damage at this speed. This guy is really young, but he is very shrewd.