Chapter 803: Brother Xiao has become withdrawn; do not disturb.
The only saving grace was that this trending search was just clickbait; the content was fairly accurate and didn't actually spread rumors. It objectively described the situation: the "actor" Weifeng accidentally ran out of the film set and was almost killed by uninformed passersby who thought he was a rabid [N O V E L I G H T] dog. Then Xiao He and the others noticed from upstairs, jumped down to stop them, and successfully averted a tragedy...
To be honest, it was unknown how that paparazzi managed to find out the details, as the content actually matched the scene perfectly.
It was just this title...
Xiao He took a deep breath, stared at the title repeatedly, and then, as if facing death, scrolled through the comment section below.
Sure enough, the comment section was also dying of laughter from this naming genius.
【Hahaha, Brother Xiao, you haven't been on the trending searches for so long. I actually missed you, but I didn't expect our reunion to be under this title...】
【Brother Xiao says: I'd rather not be on the trending searches at all. 【Smile】】
【Hahaha, I'm truly impressed. Whose clickbait is this? Are they trying to kill people with laughter?】
【No, Brother Xiao, it's been a month, and you come back on the trending searches just to make us die of laughter?】
【I'm dying. Is no one speaking up for Brother Xiao? He actually jumped from the second floor in one go (though it wasn't very high), but it still looked quite dangerous.】
【It's fine. Who is Brother Xiao? In his prime, he could go up and down the stairs in one breath without needing a break.】
【I can't hold it back. Are you people in the comments still little box fans? Why is everyone just here for the drama! I'm about to die of laughter in this comment section.】
【It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. Brother Xiao definitely won't mind.】
Xiao He:...Actually, I mind a lot, thanks!
Then his expression suddenly froze as he opened the image to look closely.
"This GIF... based on the perspective, it should be at—"
Soon, his excellent memory and spatial imagination allowed Xiao He to determine in a second exactly where the GIF was filmed.
In other words, the spot where these paparazzi often staked out should also be there.
So Xiao He grinned menacingly, rolled up his sleeves, and strode outside. "Good, good, good. They better pray they moved right after filming, otherwise I will definitely teach them how to write the word 'zombie' today!"
"Brother Xiao, calm down! You must stay calm!"
Xiao Chen, seeing things were going south, quickly grabbed Xiao He's waist and wailed.
"Don't stop me! Today I want to see how zombies chase people! I'll even jump off a building for them to see!"
Xiao He continued to drag Xiao Chen outside, clearly entering "berserk" mode.
Liu Rulan: "..."
The woman sat on the sofa, sighing and holding her forehead, feeling that the world was too noisy and the clamor was irritating.
She felt she should take back the boastful words she had said in front of Tong Junhui.
This guy Xiao He is completely unreliable, okay?!!!!
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The lounge was in a state of chaos.
Soon, the news of the trending search was not only known by the rest of the Film Crew, but many friends from the mainland also called to tease Xiao He, asking what the zombie that forced him to "jump off a building" looked like.
Every time he picked up such a call, Xiao He wanted to close his eyes and just play dead.
Especially Yuan Sitong and Yan Shaohan, whom he had met during the corner period. They clearly knew Xiao He was currently filming Mang with Director Zhuang and that it would involve some horror scenes, and that the paparazzi account was just using clickbait, but they still posted on their moments to mock him.
Zhuang Hongyi, who was thought not to be paying much attention to the matter, also couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing Xiao He.
Faced with this situation, Xiao He could only give a Hehe laugh, then posted a "disconnected" notice on his moments and directly cut off his phone's internet.
Anyway, the people who could reach him were usually his private friends who rarely called him directly when he was busy. Those who really had business with him would usually contact Liu Rulan or the company first.
So Xiao He naturally felt at ease cutting off communication for a week, refusing all calls during this period.
As for the "culprit" Weifeng, Xiao He officially decided to dock his snacks for the week and swore he wouldn't feed him a single bite of treats for the time being.
Fortunately, everyone on the internet just treated this as a joke, and it didn't cause any major public relations issues. Soon a week passed, and not many people discussed the topic anymore.
Xiao He naturally restored his communications.
However, he didn't know that a foreign number had been calling him during this time, and the call reminders from the telecommunications service were forgotten in the unread inbox of a man who rarely checked his text messages.
Only the filming of Mang continued, and it had already reached the most critical plot point.
...
Zhou Zhiyi's group brought the helpers they had found into the research institute and began the final battle with the Mang. This battle was destined to be filled with blood, tears, and death.
"Form ranks!"
The middle-aged man with a sword behind his back shouted. The members behind him, dressed in casual clothes and looking like a tour group, moved in perfect unison, brandishing their peach wood swords and together knocking the two Mang that pounced on them against the wall.
In the next moment, several talismans flew out. The middle-aged Taoist priest's fingers moved rapidly in a spell gesture, and in an instant, he flicked up the glutinous rice from the ground, accurately splashing it onto the Mang.
Immediately, sharp and shrill screams echoed through the cold and desolate research institute, even shaking down a large amount of dust from the environment.
As if it were a signal, more and more cracking sounds of bones resetting came from the darkness. On the ceiling, several more Mang quietly clung to the corners, their backs hunched, their mangled faces splitting open into bloody maws, looking longingly at the people in the center.
Chu Xin's gaze remained alertly on her surroundings. Those shadows that were once invisible and intangible were now so clear in her eyes.
In an instant, the woman's sharp cry warned Zhou Zhiyi, who was kicking away a Mang in front: "Brother Zhou, above you!"
Almost without any pause, Zhou Zhiyi rolled on the ground and then unhesitatingly flipped over to plunge his sword into the Mang's body.
Meanwhile, Wang Budao, with perfect coordination, rushed forward and splashed the specially prepared liquid onto the Mang.
White smoke rose, and the Mang let out a shrill cry that sounded half-human, half-canine.
But just when the two thought they had succeeded, the Mang pounced again.
Zhou Zhiyi paused, clearly not expecting that the Mang in this research institute would have different characteristics from the ones they encountered in Hong Kong.
"Get out of the way!"
Wang Budao erupted with an agility unexpected of a fat man, pushing Zhou Zhiyi aside at the critical moment.
In an instant, the Mang had already pounced in front of Wang Budao!
At this critical juncture, the middle-aged Taoist priest in the center made a hand sign, and his wooden sword once again flicked up the glutinous rice from the wooden bowl on the ground, shooting it straight through the Mang's head.
The tiny grains of glutinous rice passed through like sharp swords, causing the pouncing Mang to fly backward against all logic!
Only then did Wang Budao continue rolling on the ground, being dragged out of the danger zone by Chu Xin pulling his collar.
But because of the slip-up here, in the blink of an eye, someone on the other side of the team was pounced on by a Mang and dragged into the darkness!
"Aaaah!"
In everyone's ears, only the painful scream of that fellow Taoist rang out!
Then something exploded with a bang, and a large amount of blood splashed over everyone!