Chapter 33

"That old Lin... Lin Yao, didn't you get hurt just now?"

Fang Xiaole asked, standing behind Lin Yao.

When Zhang Bo and Lin Yao finally hit, he was the closest person to Lin Yao. He clearly saw that Lin Yao stumbled when he landed, which was easy to sprain.

When Lin Yao received the pistol and turned to shoot, her back hit the door because of the forward inertia.

Fang Xiaole was sitting behind the door. He felt that the collision was very heavy.

In other words, Lin Yao jumped up to pick up the pistol because she chose to throw the gun to her in order not to affect the program recording.

From the perspective of program recording, the final effect is perfect, but from the perspective of Lin Yao's personal safety, that choice is actually very bad.

Fang Xiaole is worried. Will Lin Yao get hurt?

Lin Yao raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead. Looking back, Xiao Le burst out a bright smile:

"No, I'm fine, Fang Xiaole. Congratulations. Your plan is very successful."

"It's not a success. We have to wait until the program is broadcast and evaluated by the audience."

Fang Xiaole smiled and admired her. "It's Lin Yao. Your performance was so unexpected. I didn't expect you to sing well and do variety shows so well."

"Have you heard my song?" Lin Yao's eyes lit up.

"Yes, of course. Your voice is really recognizable and your breath is very stable, just like you were in the house that night..."

Fang Xiaole looked at the female assistant next to Lin Yao and thought that female stars taboo this kind of thing. It's better not to let her assistant know, so he changed his mind:

"One night I went to your concert with my friends. You sang very well."

"Have you seen my concert? Is it the one in Haizhu? "

Lin Yao is very happy. This kind of happiness is different from being recognized by fans. It is the kind of happiness... Sweet to the heart.

"Well, yes, that's the one. My friends and I are your fans."

Fang Xiaole had a smile on his face, but he was very embarrassed. He had known that he would not boast about business so hypocritically. Now he can only force the lie down.

"Really, are you still my fan?" Lin Yao held her face and almost jumped up. She looked happy as if she were Fang Xiaole's fan.

"Sister Yao, the nanny car is here..." Fangfang couldn't help reminding sister Yao of her "humiliating" performance.

"That's OK. I won't delay you. You can rest early." Fang Xiaole saw that the female assistant didn't look good, so he said goodbye to Lin Yao.

"You... Have an early rest, too." Lin Yao also waved her hand. When Fang Xiaole went away, she said like a mosquito.

"Sister Yao, are you tired? Let's go back quickly. " Fangfang nearby thought Lin Yao was mentally retarded, so she made a voice to urge her.

They got on the nanny car parked on the roadside, the car started and drove to the hotel.

......

At the end of the night, the sky is full of stars.

Hilton Jiangrong, in the bedroom of a superior suite.

Lin Yao sat on the bed in loose pajamas, her slender and symmetrical legs stretched out straightly, revealing the beautiful leg shape completely. Unfortunately, no audience in the room could enjoy this scene.

Because Lin Yao locked the bedroom door.

With a bottle of medicinal wine in her hand, she poured the liquid into the white palm, wiped it evenly with both hands, and then gently wiped it on her left ankle.

Hiss... A suppressed painful cry came out of her mouth.

Her left ankle swelled up in a circle. Even if she touched it gently, there would be heart piercing pain.

While sitting on the bed, she leaned forward to apply medicine to her ankles. When her back inevitably touched the clothes, Lin Yao's beautiful eyes were also full of pain.

Dong, Dong.

There was a knock on the door. Fangfang whispered outside, "sister Yao, are you asleep?"

Lin Yao was startled. She quickly pinched her throat and pretended to be confused and replied, "well, I'm asleep."

Fang Fang's helpless voice sounded outside the door: "sister Yao, I heard you make a sound inside, and you haven't turned off the light yet."

In order to apply medicine, the light in Lin Yao's bedroom is very bright. You can see the light through the crack of the lower door of the bedroom.

"I, I'll go to bed right away." Lin Yao answered quickly.

"Sister Yao, it's sister Yan's phone."

"Oh... You wait."

Lin Yao quickly hid the medicinal wine, got out of bed on one foot, endured the pain, stuffed the swollen left foot of her ankle into her slippers, bit her teeth, and made the expression on her face look normal. Then she went to open the door.

Fangfang comes in and hands Lin Yao her mobile phone.

"Lin Yao, you did very well today. You've worked hard. There's an announcement tomorrow night. I've asked Fangfang to book a ticket for tomorrow morning. You'll have an early rest later."

Mo Yan said on the phone about tomorrow's new trip.

"Doesn't it mean that you can take a day off in Jiangrong city after recording the super challenge?"

Lin Yao was stunned and subconsciously resisted. She made an appointment to meet Fang Xiaole tomorrow!

"Because after the first episode of super challenge was broadcast, your wind rating began to improve and your popularity increased, so some previously shelved announcements can be arranged again."

Mo Yan thought Lin Yao was a little tired, so he comforted:

"The less time the artist has to rest, the more popular it is. This is a good thing. After this period, sister Yan promises to give you a few days off. How about it?"

Lin Yao hesitated for a long time and finally said, "sister Yan, I was actually a little hurt when I recorded the program today."

"What?!"

"Sister Yao, are you hurt? My pleasure. Was it when he jumped up to pick up the pistol? "

Mo Yan and Fangfang's exclamation sounded at the same time. Lin Yao quickly covered the microphone, made a hissing gesture to Fangfang, and whispered to her:

"Don't let sister Yan hear it, or you'll be scolded."

As Lin Yao's personal assistant, Fangfang doesn't even know that Lin Yao is injured. If Mo Yan knows, he will scold Fangfang.

"When did you get hurt? Serious? Why didn't Fangfang tell me what happened to her just now? "

Sure enough, Mo Yan's tone on the other end of the phone became more and more serious.

"No, sister Yan, even if she sprained her foot, it's not very serious. Fangfang also bought medicinal wine for me to wipe, but it's a little inconvenient to walk. Maybe it's just a notice..."

When Fangfang heard Lin Yao's words, she quickly squatted down and lifted Lin Yao's pajamas. Seeing the swollen left ankle, she immediately covered her mouth in shock.

It's swollen like this. Isn't it serious?

"You don't have to worry about the announcement. I'll push it for you. You have a good rest these two days. If you can't, go to the hospital. Don't hold on."

Mo Yan resolutely gave up tomorrow's announcement, paused, and told anxiously:

"Don't run around. Just rest in the hotel, you know?"

Lin Yao immediately promised: "I know, sister Yan, don't worry, you also have an early rest."

yeah!

Hanging up, Lin yaobi made a victory gesture and was happy like a child.

"Sister Yao, you are still happy. What are you happy about? It's all hurt like this. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Fangfang was crying when she saw Lin Yao's injury. She couldn't help asking angrily.