Bang, two people fell under the stage, Jun Ling block in Zhou Tao's body, a stuffy hum.

The live audience has not yet retreated completely, and even the live camera has not been turned off. Lu Wenzhou watched all this clearly in front of his eyes.

Watching Zhou Tao fall to the ground and can't do anything about it;

watching Jun Ling pull her hand recklessly to block her under her body;

watching them fall on the ground together, watching Jun Ling cushion Zhou Tao, and watching many female students take pictures excitedly.

Zhou Tao's face was pale. It was hard to clear up the scandal. He was afraid that he would make a comeback.

"Are you all right?" Jun Ling asked in a low voice.

Zhou Tao struggled to stand up: "I'm ok, I'm ok."

She tried to prove that she was ok, but found that she couldn't stand up at all. Her right ankle seemed to have sprained and hurt her heart.

That man loves Dou song Yuchen to jump off the stage and stretch out his hand to pull her.

Zhou Tao, where dare she?

Jun Ling is an actor with high flow in the performing arts field, while song Yuchen is the top stream of Qu Yizhi, the leader of the love bean industry.

Both of them, she can't afford, or they will be torn to pieces by their fans.

She put her hand over her ankle and looked around helplessly for someone to help her.

Jun Ling saw her trying to get rid of the appearance of the relationship, can't help but feel distressed. She lowered her voice and said, "you probably sprained your foot. I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhou Tao's assistant Xiao AI rushed over. Zhou taocai finally seemed to have grasped the straw and held her hand: "Xiao AI."

Xiaoai carried a bag and a kettle on her back and reached out to help her: "I just went out to see if the driver came. Why did you fall?"

Zhou Tao reluctantly stood up, took off his high-heeled shoes, and stood on the ground with one foot: "the right foot may have sprained, accompany me to the hospital."

Xiao AI barely supported her: "I I can't carry you. "

Xiao AI is less than 160, and Zhou Tao is nearly 170. Xiao AI can't recite it.

Zhou Tao's hand was on Xiao AI's shoulder: "it's OK. I can walk with one foot."

Xiaoai looks around. The men present are Jun Ling and song Yuchen. She knows Zhou Tao. When the storm comes, she certainly doesn't want to have any contact with these top class people.

She looked at a male staff member at the scene for help.

Male staff member Haige quickly jumped down from the stage: "teacher Zhou Tao, if you can't leave, I'll carry you."

Zhou Tao takes a look at the auditorium. It is far away from the door. After going out, there is a distance to the parking lot. When does she have to jump on one foot?

He could only say, "it's too much trouble for you."

Haige carried Zhou Tao on his back. The gentleman held his fist and didn't touch her leg. He ran all the way, supported by Xiao AI.

Jun Ling dropped his hand and looked complicated.

Huang Xin, his assistant, came up and said, "brother, you fell off the stage just now. Are you hurt?"

"It's OK. It's not hurt."

Song Yuchen chased Zhou Tao and they went out of the small auditorium together.

In the mansion, Wang Hui glanced at the second master of his family. Seeing the whole process, he looked very ugly.

"You follow, see which hospital she was sent to, see if she is seriously injured, and then give me the news."

"Is the second master going to see her?"

Lu Wenzhou did not answer, and Wang Hui did not dare to ask any more questions.

Zhou Tao was sent to the hospital. After a meal of B-ultrasound, he sprained his right foot and didn't hurt his bone. After the bone was connected, he had a rest for ten days and eight days, and he was fine.