"Zhan Feiyue, you've really gone too far, you've gone too far!" Zhang Feiyue's assistant rushed over, helped Zhang Feiyue up, and shouted at Zhan Feiyue.
"Don't... stop scolding her, I want to go to the hospital. I... I feel like my leg is broken." Zhang Feiyue shed tears of pain.
She was really in pain. She calculated that the most she could do would be to break her head, but she didn't expect that when she rolled down, her leg hit the railing. Now her leg felt like it was really broken.
If her leg was broken, she would be really unlucky.
"Fei Yue, please bear with me for a moment. I'm going to call an ambulance right now." The assistant took out his cell phone and started making calls. At the same time, the rest of the crew were looking at Zhan Fengling.
Obviously, these people have regarded Zhan Fengling as the culprit.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a arrogant person who actually pushed Zhang Feiyue down." A little flower said angrily.
Another Xiaohua echoed, "She has a backstage. Xiaofei's assistant, and Long Ze likes her. The interaction between Mr. Xiao and her just now was quite good. Women with capital are just different, and we can't compare with them."
"You can call the police. This is considered to be intentionally hurting someone." A little flower suggested.
Suddenly everyone looked at the director and assistant director.
The director did not dare to call the police easily. After all, Zhan Fengling belonged to Xiao Fei. If he called the police, he would offend Xiao Fei.
But this was too much, and it actually hurt the actors on the set.
"I believe in wind chimes!" Long Ze's voice came over.
The eyes of all the little flowers looking at him suddenly changed, as if Long Ze was a foolish king who had been harmed by a demon concubine.
"Long Ze, do you believe she is useless? Everyone was watching just now. It was Fei Yue who fell from above." A little flower said, which meant that they saw Zhan Fengling pushing Zhang Fei Yue.
Long Ze glanced at the little flower indifferently. No matter what she said, he walked straight up the stairs. He looked at Zhan Fengling, lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on? Did Zhang Feiyue offend you?"
Zhan Fengling was startled. She was quite happy just now, thinking that Long Ze believed her. But these two questions revealed that Long Ze did not believe her.
That's right. From their perspective, Zhang Feiyue fell down the stairs, which was her masterpiece. If it wasn't her, who else could it be?
"Long Ze, stop protecting her. Just now when we were queuing up to go to the bathroom, we heard a conflict between her and Zhang Feiyue. They already have a problem!" A staff member stood up and pointed at Zhan Fengling.
Another staff member also came out. Her tone was a little calmer and she said, "I don't know if Zhan Fengling pushed Zhang Feiyue, but there was a conflict between Zhan Fengling and Zhang Feiyue just now. That is inevitable."
A contradiction, what do you think? Of course, it is believed that there was a quarrel between Zhan Fengling and Zhang Feiyue, and Zhang Feiyue was the victim.
"Because Long Ze and the two of them were fighting?" The second man touched his chin and showed a bit of envy.
Sure enough, a good-looking man is in good business, so he should consider getting a plastic surgery.
"I think she has already won. Long Ze and her are very good, why does she still push Zhang Feiyue?" An assistant felt that something was fishy and couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Feiyue, who was lying on the ground in pain and wanted to cry, heard this and immediately pretended to be weak.
"It hurts so much. I...I really shouldn't have communicated with her. It's my problem. I offended her. It's all my fault." Zhang Feiyue looked at the assistant who just spoke.