Chapter 33 Lin Yao's Injured
"The old Lin...Lin Yao, you didn't get hurt just now, right?"
Fang Xiaole asked, standing behind Lin Yao.
He was the closest person to Lin Yao when Zhang Bo and Lin Yao hit the last blow. He clearly saw Lin Yao staggered when he landed. This is very easy to break.
And when Lin Yao received the pistol and turned to shoot, due to the inertia of the forward thrust, her back hit the car door.
Fang Xiaole was sitting behind the car door, and he felt a heavy collision.
Speaking of it, Lin Yao jumped up to take the pistol because he chose to throw the gun at her in order not to affect the recording of the show.
From the point of view of program recording, the final effect was perfect, but from the perspective of Lin Yao's personal safety, that choice was actually a bad one.
Fang Xiaole is a little worried, will Lin Yao be injured?
Lin Yao raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, then turned her head and smiled brightly at Fang Xiaole:
"No, I'm fine, Fang Xiaole, congratulations, your plan is very successful."
"It's not a success. You have to wait until the show is broadcast and let the audience evaluate it."
Fang Xiaole smiled, admiringly said: "Lin Yao, your performance is too 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.
"Dang, of course I have heard it, your voice is really recognizable, and your breath is also very stable, just like being in the house that night..."
Fang Xiaole glanced at the female assistant next to Lin Yao, thinking that female stars are very taboo against this kind of thing, and it is better not to let her assistant know about it, so she changed her words:
"I went to your concert with my friends one night, and you sang really well."
"Have you seen my concert? Was 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...sweetness to the heart.
"Uh, yes, that's the one. My friend and I are your fans."
Fang Xiaole had a smile on his face, but he was embarrassed. He had known that he would not be so hypocritical and commercial flattery, and now he can only force the lie to be rounded out.
"Really, are you still my fan?" Lin Yao held her face and almost jumped up, as if she was a fan of Fang Xiaole with joy.
"Sister Yao, the nanny car is here..." Fangfang couldn't stand Sister Yao's "humiliating" performance, and couldn't help but remind her.
"That's okay, don't delay you, you rest early." Fang Xiaole saw that the female assistant's face was ugly, so he wittyly said goodbye to Lin Yao.
"You...rest early too." Lin Yao also waved her hand, and when Fang Xiaole walked away, she said like a mosquito.
"Sister Yao, are you tired? Then let's go back quickly." Fangfang, who was next to him, thought that Lin Yao was unresponsive because of lack of energy, and urged.
The two got into the nanny car parked on the side of the road, the car started, and drove to the hotel.
...
The night is young and the sky is full of stars.
The Hilton Hotel in Jiangrong, in the bedroom of a senior suite.
Lin Yao was sitting on the bed in loose pajamas, with her slender and well-proportioned legs stretched out straight, fully revealing the graceful leg shape, but unfortunately no audience in the room could appreciate this scene.
Because Lin Yao locked the bedroom door.
Holding a bottle of medicated liquor in her hand, she poured the medicinal solution on her white palms, rubbed her hands lightly and gently on her left ankle.
Hiss...A depressed cry came from her mouth.
Her left ankle swelled up high, even if it was touched lightly, there would be pain in the heart.
While sitting on the bed and leaning forward to apply medicine to her ankle, Lin Yao's beautiful eyes also filled with pain when her back inevitably touched the clothes.
Boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door, and Fangfang whispered outside: "Sister Yao, are you asleep?"
Lin Yao was taken aback, and quickly squeezed her throat, pretending to be dazed, and replied: "Well, I'm asleep."
Fangfang's helpless voice sounded outside the door: "Sister Yao, I heard you making a sound inside, and you haven't turned off the light yet."
In order to wipe the medicine, the light in Lin Yao's bedroom was turned on very bright, and the light could be seen through the crack in the lower door of the bedroom.
"I, I will go to sleep right away." Lin Yao quickly replied.
"Sister Yao, it's Sister Yan's call."
"Oh...you wait."
Lin Yao hurriedly hid the medicinal liquor, got out of bed with one foot, endured the pain and put the swollen ankle left foot into the slippers, gritted her teeth and made the expression on her face look normal, then walked over and opened the door.
Fangfang came in and handed the phone to Lin Yao.
"Lin Yao, you performed well today. Thank you for your hard work. There is an announcement tomorrow night. I have asked Fangfang to book the air ticket for tomorrow morning. You will rest early later."
Mo Yan was talking about tomorrow's new itinerary on the phone.
"Didn't it mean that you can take a day off in Jiangrong City after recording the Super Challenge?"
Lin Yao was taken aback, and subconsciously resisted, and she has made an appointment to meet Fang Xiaole tomorrow!
"Because your reviews have improved after the first episode of the Super Challenge aired, and your popularity has increased a bit, so some previously shelved announcements can be arranged again."
Mo Yan thought that Lin Yao was a little tired, so he comforted:
"The less time the artist has to rest, the more popular it will be. This is a good thing. After this period, Sister Yan promises to give you a few days off. How about?"
Lin Yao hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Sister Yan, when I was recording the show today... I was a little injured."
"what?!"
"Sister Yao, are you injured? Where is it? Was it the time when you jumped up to take the pistol?"
The exclamations of Mo Yan and Fangfang sounded at the same time. Lin Yao hurriedly clutched the microphone and made a hush gesture towards Fangfang, and whispered to her:
"Don't let Sister Yan hear, or you will be scolded."
As Lin Yao's personal assistant, Fangfang didn't even know Lin Yao was injured. If Mo Yan knew about this, he would definitely scold Fangfang.
"When was the injury? Is it serious? Why didn't Fangfang tell me just now, what happened to her?"
Sure enough, Mo Yan's tone on the other end of the phone gradually became serious.
"No, Sister Yan, it's just her feet, and it's not very serious. Fangfang also bought medicinal liquor for F*ck, but it's a bit inconvenient to walk. Maybe just follow the notice..."
When Fangfang heard Lin Yao's words, she squatted down and lifted Lin Yao's pajamas. Seeing the swollen left ankle, she immediately covered her mouth in shock.
It's all swollen like this, isn't it serious?
"Don't worry about the announcement. I pushed it for you. You can take a good rest these two days. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital and don't hold on."
Mo Yan decisively gave up tomorrow's announcement, paused, and exhorted:
"Don't run around, just rest in the hotel, you know?"
Lin Yao immediately promised: "I see, Sister Yan, don't worry, you should rest soon."
Yeah!
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yao made a victory sign, happily like a child.
"Sister Yao, you, why are you so happy, you are so hurt, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Fangfang felt distressed and crying when he saw Lin Yao's injury, and couldn't help but ask in anger.