322 The Disappearing Bulle (1/2)
After filming wrapped up, actors left in batches according to their own work arrangements.
Staff members handling postproduction still had to remain on planet Wai for an extended period of time. For actors, most were in a rush to return, as they had busy schedules. Only a small portion of actors were not in a rush. Besides staff members in charge of postproduction, there were also a few actors that decided to stay on planet Wai for a bit to have a vacation and tour the place before they returned.
During this time, Fang Zhao and the stuntmen street raced twice.
The roaring of engines and billowing of dust made the blood within one's body seem like it was boiling.
Zaro watched enviously and wished to join them for a round.
But with Zaro's driving skills, where he even needed to turn on the autopilot when driving a flying car, if he were to operate one of those two-wheeled motorcycles from the Period of Destruction, he would probably flip over immediately.
For the sake of Zaro's safety—and taking into consideration his own occupational future—Zaro's agent had stopped him. Although Zaro's agent wouldn't be able to avoid a scolding from Zaro, he had long gotten used to it, and he was at peace with himself.
As a last resort, Zaro had sat on the motorcycle and struck a cool pose for a photograph. Fortunately, he could still flaunt and act pretentious online, conning all those netizens that did not know the truth.
Perhaps these stuntmen got some inspiration from street racing. These stuntmen decided that when they returned, they would propose a few of those super motorcycle companies in MaErsizhou set up a large-scale cross-country race here.
”The competition venues at MaErsizhou are too congested. In recent years, it feels as if the competition venues are being more restricted, and racing doesn't seem as refreshing as before,” one of the stuntmen said as he removed his helmet. Although he had lost to Fang Zhao in a race, this reckless speeding made him extremely excited.
The majority of these stuntmen were from MaErsizhou, and people from this continent seemed to carry a fanatical competitive gene. Even if they fell down and were in pain during an event, they would still be captivated by the spirit of competition.
Advances in technology had given rise to a lot of new sporting events, and now, people of Mazhou were once again starting ancient sporting events from the Old Era. The few of them had been riding imitation cross-country mountain bikes from the Old Era and racing around the sandy dunes outside the film sets.
Those stuntmen had fanatical glints in their eyes. ”Under the wind and rain, when lightning flashes and thunder rolls, when the engine roars and dirt splatters while climbing a steep dirt hill, at the moment when the wheels of the bike leave the ground, that sort of feeling is just like an ancient knight of old, how glorious! Fang Zhao, I can see that you also really love these sorts of sports and you can understand how we feel. You have an extremely high amount of talent in this aspect! Visit Mazhou! Duke it out on the racetrack! Experience the charm of ancient sporting events! That is a totally different experience from e-sports competitions!”
Fang Zhao: ”Not interested.”
He'd had his fill of racing in his previous life.
Under the disappointed gazes of the stuntmen, Fang Zhao rode the motorcycle back and returned it. After paying for the rent and maintenance, Fang Zhao headed for the music center.
There were always many people in the music center. Actors and crew members waiting for the next trip back would watch performances at the music center if they did not wish to head out.
Nowadays, every time Fang Zhao went over, it was to see Mo Lang.
Mo Lang had sent Fang Zhao a message yesterday asking him to drop by in the following few days if he had the time. It wasn't an urgent matter; Mo Lang just wished to exchange some composing insights with him.
Mo Lang's 10-minute ending tune was already 90% completed. There were only some tiny areas left that he wasn't satisfied with and wanted to amend. Once he was satisfied with the final product, recording could begin.
As Fang Zhao had contributed significantly during this period where the ending tune was being composed, Mo Lang had let Fang Zhao sign a confidentiality agreement. When the time came, he would place Fang Zhao's name in the credits for this composition, second only to Mo Lang.
After signing this agreement, Mo Lang let Fang Zhao see the completed score sheet. This way, it would be easier for them to discuss composition-related problems.
Today, after discussing with Mo Lang for half an hour, Fang Zhao's communications device produced a hurried noise.
If it wasn't an urgent matter, it wouldn't be this sort of tone. Looking at the caller, Fang Zhao's eyelids twitched. ”Sorry, I have to take a call.”
The caller was Huo Yi. As Wai base's commanding officer, he wouldn't personally contact Fang Zhao unless it was an urgent matter. And for stuff on Wai base that concerned Fang Zhao, there was only Curly Hair.
Fang Zhao walked over to an empty room to the side and answered the call.
Huo Yi's heavy tone appeared to have some restrained fury. ”There is a problem at the kennel. You have to come over now. Turn on your GPS and I will get the nearest base personnel to pick you up.”
”Is Curly Hair all right?” Fang Zhao asked.
”He is healthy and active, but he is a little excessively stirred up. Now, nobody is able to go near him. Come out now. We will brief you on the way.” Huo Yi did not elaborate further and ended the call.
Fang Zhao informed Mo Lang and left quickly.
As Fang Zhao exited the large main doors of the music center, others entering and leaving the music center saw Fang Zhao's hurried footsteps and were about to inquire with him when they heard surprised exclamations from people around them.
Raising their heads to look over, a huge and menacing flying transport was descending. When Fang Zhao boarded, the transport left immediately.
”Was that a... military flying transport?” someone wondered aloud.
”I think it belongs to Wai base's internal department. It is equipped with the latest propulsion and weapons system, and generally, people on the outside can't use it,” said an actor who had acted in many military serials. He understood these sorts of things a little better and frequently paid attention to these aspects.
”So the rumors that Fang Zhao has a formidable military background are true? Otherwise, why would Wai base let Fang Zhao use such a destructive flying machine?”
”This, I have no idea. But I see that Fang Zhao has special qualities that military talents possess. If I were him, I would surely stay on with the military to develop. With such a background, I would be even better off and would be able to climb much higher. Why does he want to muddle along in the entertainment circles? That really puzzles me.”
The people of the entertainment industry had all sorts of guesses from watching Fang Zhao hurriedly board Wai base's flying transport in that manner, but the main point that made even more people curious was this: did Fang Zhao really have a formidable military background?
On the flying transport heading for Wai base, Fang Zhao wasn't in the mood to bother about what those people at the music center were thinking. On the journey there, Fang Zhao contacted the base to better understand the matter.
Previously, when Huo Yi had said that Curly Hair might be targeted, that hadn't just been chatter. Having intercepted so many goods, he had damaged quite a few people's interests. Even if the base was able to keep it confidential, over time, there might be times when they overlooked stuff. Furthermore, Wai base's internal teams were not a singular organism. After the expansion, it had gotten more complicated.
Today, there hadn't been any transport ships arriving, and there were few security check assignments at the airfield. In the morning, the person in charge had brought Curly Hair out for a round and then returned him to the kennel to rest. Today, the dogs in the kennel were all resting, and they did not have training either. The people guarding the kennels had never expected that someone would dare try to assassinate a dog in broad daylight!
Although the other party had not succeeded, the soldiers stationed at the kennels had not caught the perpetrator. Afterward, in the blink of an eye, Curly Hair had run out from the kennels!
After that, the staff there locked the other dogs inside and got a team to guard the kennels. They then dispatched another team to chase Curly Hair.
That team caught up to Curly Hair very quickly, but his manner had changed. From his originally gentle and friendly nature, he was now especially fierce and kept barking.
When Fang Zhao entered the base, he heard a dog barking.