Xiao He wasn't very keen on going, but Xiao Chen was already itching to go. "Brother Xiao, let's go take a look too!"
Coincidentally, Lao Qi also walked over at that moment.
"Brother Qi, do you know what's going on over there?"
Xiao Chen immediately asked curiously.
"No idea," Lao Qi shook his head. "But that area isn't part of our production team. Seems like it's another, unfamiliar crew."
Xiao He felt relieved.
That was good. As long as it had nothing to do with them.
For a moment there, Xiao He had almost thought *Cangyue Calamity* had run into trouble again.
"Then we should definitely go check it out!"
Xiao Chen said excitedly.
But before Xiao He could make a decision, the group of people who had originally gone upstairs to watch came rushing back down, and most of them were crowding towards the hotel rooms on Xiao He's side of the corridor.
Yuan Sitong, who had run back, glanced at Xiao He's group who still had their door open. Noticing that Xiao He's room was also on the outer side, she immediately pushed her way over excitedly. "Let me use your room to look! Move aside, let me take a peek!"
Xiao He: ?
"What's going on?"
Yuan Sitong didn't have time to explain, ushering Xiao He and his group into Xiao He's room.
This hotel room wasn't particularly luxurious, just the most basic suite configuration: a bedroom with an attached private bathroom, and a slightly larger small living room with a table and four chairs, plus a sofa in the corner.
With such a standard hotel room setup, naturally there was no large balcony.
But besides the full-length floor-to-ceiling window, there was also a movable window next to it. Opening it allowed a view of the exterior wall of the floor above.
Yuan Sitong charged forward too fiercely, seizing the opportunity first. She directly leaned out the window, craning her neck to look up, then gasped, looking as if her eyes had been assaulted. Covering her face, she let out a sighing sound. "Holy crap, on a big night like this, so intense!"
Xiao He: ?
Wait, hold on, what kind of drama is this?
Xiao He's curiosity was also piqued. He walked quickly over to the window.
Fortunately, this movable window was quite wide. When Xiao He leaned out, he realized not only were heads poking out from several neighboring rooms looking up, but even from several rooms on the floors below, people were gradually looking up towards their floor.
What's more, while leaning out to look, some didn't forget to pull out their phones to record this "wonderful life moment."
What the hell—
Xiao He's mouth twitched. He also turned and looked up—
He saw a man wearing loose bathrobe currently cowering, hanging outside a hotel window. His legs helplessly kicked against the slightly protruding edge of the building's exterior, while his hands seemed to be cuffed by something, and were just stuck in the window handle. The whole man was helplessly half-hanging in the night wind.
As the nighttime breeze gently blew, the bathrobe on his body fluttered lightly with the wind. The onlookers below sighed and let out "woo" sounds.
Directly above this bathrobe-clad man, several uniformed police officers were reaching out, jointly grabbing one of his arms, trying to figure out how to drag him back into the room.
It's just that the position he was hanging from was really tricky. Most of his body was facing outward, and his hands were in a reverse-cuffed posture. For the police to pull him up, he'd have to lift one leg to hook onto the window ledge behind him, to help move his entire body upward. But that wide-open, exaggerated movement of his was also eye-searingly exposing his "little bird" to the outside world, causing the onlookers to cover their eyes with one hand while unable to resist peeking through their fingers with the other, all while swiping on their phones.
Xiao He: ...Subway, old man, phone.
What the hell is this guy doing?
How did he manage to get himself hanging in such a position?
Even Xiao He found it miraculous.
To be able to orchestrate such social suicide for oneself, this guy truly possessed a certain kind of talent.
"Who is that?"
Xiao He asked, puzzled.
Their position wasn't great. They mostly just saw the guy exposing himself, and couldn't really see his face clearly.
"The director from the neighboring production team."
Yuan Sitong answered.
"Huh?"
Xiao He's eyes were filled with disbelief. "How did he end up like this?"
On a big night, hanging himself outside a hotel, dressed like that... Xiao He really couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.
"Rumor has it he was playing a game with a female actress from his own crew, but then couldn't find the handcuff key. The police came for an inspection, so in a panic he tried to hide outside, and in the end—"
Yuan Sitong's eyes were full of sympathy and pity. She gestured with her chin, "—ended up like this. Got himself hung outside, and had no choice but to ask the police officers for help."
Police officers: ...We feel helpless too.
Xiao He: Was already beyond the point of even roasting it.
"Just never imagined this director had such a kink! He's always been so obsessed with saving face in the industry. Who would have thought, this time he's lost all dignity and reputation."
Yuan Sitong laughed with an exceptionally crafty tone, her voice full of excitement at watching the spectacle.
Forgive Xiao He, this was the first time he'd heard a girl emit such an evil "Hehehe" laugh.
Xiao He rubbed his arms and pulled her back from his window.
"Alright, time's up. You should head back. The situation here is chaotic. You wouldn't want to be caught by some paparazzi or stalker fans with this expression of munching on melon seeds on-site, full of schadenfreude, and bare-faced, right?"
Yuan Sitong: ...Wow, a precision strike.
Yuan Sitong instantly didn't dare to stay any longer. Covering her face, she bid farewell to Xiao He and hurried back.
Xiao He finally had some peace and quiet.
Only, the next moment, two more heads popped up on either side of him.
Xiao He: ...
Seriously, Xiao Chen squeezing in to munch on melon seeds is one thing, but even you, Lao Qi?
Xiao He turned around to look at Lao Qi behind him, his eyes full of confusion.
Lao Qi was looking up at the situation above. Sensing Xiao He's gaze, he gave Xiao He a somewhat simple and honest smile.
Couldn't be helped. Watching a stranger's embarrassing spectacle was genuinely an amusing thing.
Xiao He stopped caring. The three of them continued looking up, watching the situation above.
Fortunately, this situation didn't last too long. In the end, the bathrobe-clad man mustered his courage, spread his legs wide and hooked upward. One police officer swiftly grabbed his thigh, while several others grabbed his collar, and before the man could be pulled to the point of exposing his rear end, they hauled him back into the hotel room.
Immediately, the surrounding noise died down considerably. The spectator guests gradually withdrew their heads.
Having seen the outcome, Xiao He's group also retracted their heads.
"Really never expected today's events to turn out like this—"
Xiao Chen sighed, shaking his head.
But Xiao He was already considering the issue from another angle. "This hotel has been a bit unlucky lately, encountering so many incidents in a row. Has it really not been tainted by bad luck?"
The first time, they caught a group gathering. The second time, although they didn't catch anyone clearly violating rules, this unknown director also gave the police a heart-racing performance.
Just the operation of being handcuffed to the window would be enough for everyone to laugh about for years, becoming one of the hotel's enduring jokes.
Most importantly, Xiao He did a quick calculation and realized that since he joined the *Record of Chasing the Wind* production team and started staying at this hotel, two related incidents had already occurred.
Great. Even if today's inspection doesn't count, they'll probably come for another surprise inspection another day.
But Lao Qi suddenly spoke up. "This director is called Sun Gong. He's been close friends for many years with that producer from the *Cangyue Calamity* crew who got caught earlier. Not long ago, he was seen having some conflict with Producer Luo."
"Huh?"
Xiao He's wandering thoughts were pulled back by Lao Qi. He looked at Lao Qi somewhat surprised.
Lao Qi explained, "Earlier, Mr. Xiao asked me to casually chat with the security personnel I know from the crew, right? So I ended up learning a bit more gossip."
Xiao He thought it over. "So you're saying this Sun Gong is friends with that previous producer. That producer's position was taken over by Luo Zesheng. Sun Gong was unhappy with Luo Zesheng, wanted to stand up for his friend, and then the two sides had a conflict?"
And coincidentally, this Sun Gong ran into misfortune today?