Chapter 215 First Arrival on the Set
"You're saying that the fall from the horse might not have been an accident?"
Xu Ying lowered his voice unconsciously, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table.
The butterfly cakes that Jiang Mo sent exuded a sweet aroma, but she was in no mood to taste them.
Jiang Mo's eyes drifted towards the desert outside the window.
"The girl from the props team said that Zhang Chenyi had been to the horse ranch early that morning and had been looking around from time to time. She had lost a bracelet there the night before and was looking for it early in the morning before the crew started filming."
"But a few days later she left the crew because of something else."
Jiang Mo smiled bitterly, "The crew is in a hurry to catch up with the progress, and no one wants to waste time for an 'accident'."
"Zhang Chenyi's uncle also invested in that political drama."
He lowered his eyes, sighed softly, and looked a little lonely: "Maybe it's just my conspiracy theory, all kinds of coincidences collided together."
"In this "Desert Swordsman", Zhang Chenyi is the second male lead again?"
Xu Ying narrowed his eyes, and the image of the actor known as the "ancient costume male god" emerged in his mind - always with a smile as gentle as jade, and called by fans as "the most affectionate second male lead in the entertainment industry", he is simply a professional second male lead.
There was a press release online before saying that Zhang Chenyi was a young master in the Beijing circle, his family assets exceeded 100 million yuan, and acting was just a hobby for him.
As for Jiang Mo, Xu Ying was not a fan and did not know the background of the project. She had to search a bit before she found out that Jiang Mo debuted in acting to pay off his debts and that his parents were bankrupt businessmen.
Jiang Mo nodded: "The producers think that the setting of our 'arch-enemy' is interesting."
"He plays the villain's adopted son, and I'm the amnesiac desert ranger."
He paused, "I specifically inquired before filming began. The horses we're using this time are all purebreds shipped from the Northwest, and they have very fierce temperaments."
"So you want me to..." Xu Ying dragged out the tone.
"Help me keep an eye on those horses." Jiang Mo looked directly into her eyes, a hint of pleading flashing in his dark pupils. "Just make sure they don't go crazy suddenly. If there's anything unusual, you can find out in advance."
"If Zhang Chenyi has been close to those horses, you can find out."
Xu Ying frowned. "It's easy to disguise myself as an assistant, but there are so many people on the set, and what if I get discovered?"
"I'll take care of all the formalities," Jiang Mo said immediately. "You just need to stay by my side every day and stand by the sidelines during the horseback riding scenes. I can ask the director to assign you a personal assistant role, and no one will notice."
At dawn, the night owl, Little Sand Cat, finally tired from playing, was ready to catch up on some sleep. It emerged from the small door of the shelter, stretched itself, shook its fur, and then headed straight for Xu Ying's thighs.
A light jump and a precise landing!
It first circled twice on Xu Ying's legs, found the most comfortable position, and then suddenly lay down with its four legs facing the sky, revealing its soft belly, its eyes half-closed, and a rogue look that said, "Touch me quickly, or I'll fall asleep."
Xu Ying touched its belly. After a moment, she looked up and smiled: "Donate half of your salary to the stray animal rescue center?"
Jiang Mo was obviously relieved, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I have drafted the contract."
He handed the part-time job contract to Xu Ying.
"make a deal!"
After Xu Ying carefully read the contract, he placed the kitten's paw on it.
Three days later, Xu Ying appeared at the horse farm where "The Desert Swordsman" was filmed as "Jiang Mo's newly hired life assistant."
This is a private horse farm in Yisha City. It is very large and was rented by the program crew.
The horse farm covers a vast area, with fresh hoof prints on the yellow sand track, and in the distance, the undulating sand dunes connect with the skyline.
Twelve white-fenced stables are neatly arranged.
Under the temporary awning on the side of the field, the props team was counting the leather saddles. Three Arabian horses were pacing anxiously in the paddock, their manes raising golden waves in the dry wind.
The door of the feed warehouse in the northwest corner was ajar, and a faint pungent smell of herbs wafted out.
Xu Ying wore a sun-protection mask, like a Middle Eastern gangster, revealing only his eyes, and also wore a pair of black-framed plain glasses.
She was wearing a loose fleece sweatshirt and jeans, looking like an ordinary staff member.
"That's Cloud Chaser. My mount."
Jiang Mo whispered, pointing to a tall warhorse in the center of the arena, its body pitch black and its hooves snow-white. The horse was shaking its head impatiently, and the trainer pulled on the reins, trying to calm it down.
[Don't mess with me! Get out!]
Xu Ying narrowed his eyes.
Even from over twenty meters away, she could sense the horse's irritability. "It's angry."
Jiang Mo looked at her in surprise: "Can you hear it?"
"About that," Xu Ying replied vaguely, already heading toward the stables. The horse trainer frowned warily upon seeing her approach.
She said in the local dialect: "I am Mr. Jiang Mo's new life assistant, a local."
Xu Ying smiled harmlessly, "Mr. Jiang Mo asked me to check on the horses for tomorrow's filming."
The horse trainer was skeptical, but when he saw Jiang Mo following behind, he loosened the reins. "Be careful, this guy has a bad temper."
Xu Ying slowly approached "Zhuiyun" with his palms spread upwards.
The horse snorted and took a half step back, but showed no aggression.
[Don't touch me!]
"Zhuiyun, why are you so upset? What's bothering you?"
Xu Ying whispered in its ear and gently stroked the horse's neck with her fingers.
[Throat is burning...]
"Has it been eating normally recently?" Xu Ying suddenly turned around and asked the horse trainer.
"Huh?" The horse trainer was stunned for a moment. "It's quite normal. He eats well, sleeps well, poops a lot, and his urination and defecation are normal."
Just as Xu Ying was about to ask further questions, a gentle male voice came from behind: "Teacher Jiang, is this your new assistant?"
Jiang Mo's body visibly stiffened for a moment. Xu Ying turned and saw Zhang Chenyi, dressed in a moon-white ancient costume, approaching with a smile. Up close, his features were even more delicate than on screen, and his skin was fair.
It is noteworthy that he was wearing a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.
The corners of Xu Ying's mouth twitched slightly. He was cosplaying as a Buddhist from the Beijing circle.
"Teacher Zhang." Jiang Mo nodded in greeting, his voice so calm that there was nothing unusual to hear.
Zhang Chenyi's gaze rested briefly on Xu Ying, and with polite curiosity, he asked, "Who is this?"
Jiang Mo naturally took a half step sideways and stood in front of Xu Ying: "My new assistant, Xu Mumu."
Xu Ying lowered her head and said softly, "Hello, Teacher Zhang."
"Yeah." Zhang Chenyi nodded slightly, with a standard professional smile on his face, but his eyes had already moved away, obviously having no interest in this "assistant".
Xu Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then her nerves tensed up again - although Zhang Chenyi didn't recognize her, there were many people on the crew and there was no guarantee that someone would discover her true identity one day.
Zhang Chenyi patted Jiang Mo's shoulder heavily: "I remember that you were seriously injured when filming the horseback riding scene two years ago. You must pay more attention this time."
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