Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

When holding Lin Yao's fingertips, Lin Yao raised his hand to shake him off, but unexpectedly touched his own wrist.

Suddenly, there seemed to be an electric current flowing from the wrist to all the limbs with a "swish" sound, and finally hit the heart directly.

His heart was torn in pain, he subconsciously grabbed Lin Yao's hand.

Lin Yao struggled to free himself twice but was grabbed even tighter. He felt displeased, but his sharp nerves gave birth to the urge to break the opponent's wrist with a backhand.

Under the torment of internal and external pain, Zhu Ming's consciousness was a little slack, and he quickly realized that the pain in his whole body was significantly relieved compared with before.The invisible burden that weighed heavily on his chest seemed to be removed instantly, and his breathing became smoother.

The life value moved next!

2%, 3%, 4%, 5%... In just a few seconds, the number on the wrist touched by Lin Yao has risen back to the value when he woke up, and it didn't even stop, going all the way to double digits gallop.

His hazel pupils gradually dilated, and he looked at his wrist motionlessly.

Wait... If you hold it for a while, can you fill up your health? !

Just thinking about it, the deity of this hand struggled for several times to no avail, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his other hand, clasped his forearm, and pulled his hand away from his palm calmly.

8%, and the numbers stopped immediately.

He took a breath, raised his eyes to look at Lin Yao, and found that the distance between the two was so close.I don't know when I sat up, with my back arched, my waist bent, and a little forward, the tip of my nose could touch the buttons of Lin Yao's coat.

Pain is lessening and strength is returning.And he threw himself at Lin Yao's hand, staring at Lin Yao's earrings eagerly, forgetting all the grievances against his family.

Go to the opposite house on the horse, let me survive, you are the father!

"Teacher Zhu." Lin Yao called him coldly.

He stared at Candle Tea's unpredictable expression, silently put his hands back into his coat pockets, and couldn't help frowning: "Is there anything else? I'll go first if there's nothing to do, and take care of my illness."

Zhu Ming came back to her senses, and found that this cautious and image-conscious opponent had already stepped back a few steps, putting a considerable distance away from the hospital bed.

Yes, there is something, a big thing, a matter of life and death!

...But how do I open my mouth about this matter so that my opponent doesn't think I'm a psycho?

He fell into a moment of confusion and sat down on the hospital bed.

Lin Yao didn't intend to wait for him to speak, so he turned and left without stopping.

"...Wait!" Zhu Ming stopped Lin Yao who was walking to the door, and spoke quickly, "Mr. Lin, I want to talk to you about a business that is sure to make a profit!"

Lin Yao: "?"

That handsome face clearly said: Can we still talk about business?you sure?

Not to mention Lin Yao's face full of question marks, even he himself doubts whether the current situation will be a steady profit or a loss for both sides.

So why did he speak harshly to the person in front of him just now because he was dying?

Candle Tea felt uneasy, and while trying to strangle the outspoken self to death, she pulled up the corner of the quilt, adjusted her posture and sat up, and gritted her teeth: "You may not believe it, but you are related to my entire life, life and future. So can you please carry forward the spirit of humanitarian rescue and do me a little favor..."

A hint of understanding gradually appeared on Lin Yao's face, and before he finished speaking, he interrupted himself and said in relief: "No need, Teacher Zhu, it's nothing to be confused for a while, it's for you to adjust your mentality and get back together Not difficult."

Candle Tea: "..."

"Damn it, he's a ruthless person, dare to say 'fuzzy' in front of my Brother Ming." Jiang Xingpan muttered quietly.

He doesn't know what routine the boss is playing now, but it doesn't matter, after all, he has never been able to keep up with the boss' routine.

Zhu Ming was puzzled: "When did I get confused?"

Lin Yao looked at him with a bit of pity, and said a few words: "The activities at the end of the year were forced to cancel, and several endorsements are also waiting and watching. The crew that started in January is already looking for new actors. You don't care at all. clear?"

Although it is two heavyweights with the "paste" of the [-]th line, this situation is not very optimistic for Candle Tea.

Zhu Ming's face turned cold when she heard the words, and her piercing eyes swept towards Jiang Xingpan in the corner.

Jiang Xingpan clenched Zhao Lv's sleeve tightly, his eyes dodged: "I-I haven't had time to tell you that you have been restless lately and have to call the doctor several times a day for fear of affecting your recovery mood."

As he said that, he shrank back to Zhao Tingsheng again, and said in a low voice, "Zhao Lv, cover me."

Lin Yao's words were already very gentle. In fact, apart from the fans who hoped for Zhuming's speedy recovery, many people in the circle hoped that he would take this opportunity to hang around and stare at Zhuming's throne.

As far as Jiang Xingpan knew, in the short five days, there were not a few marketing accounts who used the connotations of the falling building to discredit the boss, and some even made up lies about the so-called "truth about falling from the building".

Although the studio wanted to take care of it, it couldn't do it all at once. Due to Zhu Ming's injury and mental state, he didn't dare to bother him with these things.

Lin Yao's eyes flickered. It seemed that they hadn't dared to report to the boss about these terrible things that everyone pushed.

Candle Tea, who quickly climbed to the top with two original albums within a year of his debut, has never left the public eye for a day since then.He is like a perpetual motion machine. He is a singer, actor, and even a host. He has never stopped working for a day in nine years.

Unlike traffic stars who rely on fans to develop, Candle Tea's national awareness has reached the point of being a household name as early as three years ago.

Young people love his looks, young people listen to his songs, and middle-aged and old people watch his plays.In the age of traffic that is rapidly changing in popularity and the flowers are not popular, the colleagues who can be called the top traffic on the data list have changed batch after batch in the past nine years, but none of them dared to say that they can shake Candle Tea's status.

Now that I think about it, he didn't break into a comminuted fracture after falling from a height of almost two floors. This person seems to be quite lucky?But after all, he has been injured for a hundred days, and if he has no activity arrangements at all within three months, someone will always find a way out of this moment of respite.

Lin Yao didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a little dignified.

Zhu Ming's sharp gaze over there was still on Jiang Xingpan, and suddenly he made a phone call to save the trembling assistant.

"Hello? Uh huh, okay. The result is out? Got it. Okay, thank you."

The phone call was very short, and after hanging up, he quickly said to Candle Tea: "The live broadcast of the finals of the energetic girls is over, and the two of them did not debut as a group."

Zhao Tingsheng: "What the hell is that?"

Jiang Xingpan: "...the women's team draft."

Zhao Tingsheng: "???"

"Hey, let's talk about this later." Zhu Ming glanced at Jiang Xingpan, then turned his gaze back to Lin Yao, "Mr. Lin, only you can help me with what I'm talking about."

Lin Yao remained expressionless: "Zhuming, you are someone with absolute strength, and you can reach the top again without me."

Candle Tea: "..."

He said that he and his opponent did not deal with each other!Who did you want to offend by returning what he said to him intact? !

But right now is not the time to be impulsive at all, his professionalism is worthless in front of his desire to survive.

"Mr. Lin, I really can't live without you!"

Seeing that Lin Yao was about to open the door to go out, Zhu Ming yelled out regardless.

The whole house was instantly silent.

Zhao Tingsheng and Jiang Xingpan thought that they would witness a scene where fateful opponents tore their faces apart, but they didn't expect that they would both fall off the chairs because of a single sentence.

Jiang Xingpan: What kind of ancient script lines are these?Are you serious?

Candle Tea: Damn, did I even lose my face for the sake of survival?

Zhao Tingsheng: Didn't you mean writing a will? !What are you doing!

"..." Lin Yao paused, turned half of his face to avoid Zhu Ming's burning gaze, and said in a low voice, "I'm catching a plane, and I'll contact you when I need something."

After all, he left without looking back.

Zhu Ming looked at Lin Yao's figure who disappeared at the door like a wind, and carefully stroked the arm that stayed at 8%.

As soon as Lin Yao left, Jiang Xingpan and Zhao Tingsheng rushed to Zhuming.

"Mingzai, what's your situation? Did the doctor prescribe the wrong medicine?"

"Boss, are you finally planning to shake hands with your opponent? I didn't say that, your method is a bit inappropriate!"

Zhu Ming rolled her eyes at the two of them, without explaining much, she raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

It's so strange, even though it's only increased from 1% to 8%, the weakness in the hands and arms is not as obvious as before. Although it still hurts a little, it's no longer unbearable.

Absolutely, his opponent is really a good medicine from heaven, a peerless recipe!

"Panpan, can you find out about Lin Yao's recent itinerary?" He looked at his right arm and asked softly.

"The connections are all there, so if you inquire, you will definitely be able to find them." Jiang Xingpan nodded.

Anyway, he is also an agent. If the boss's own business ability is not too strong, he would not be reduced to working as an assistant and earning the agent's salary.

"But why are you asking about this?"

Candle Tea looked at the 8% HP and recalled the decreasing power consumption rate in the past five days: "I have to find a way to see him once in the next week, so go and ask."

Jiang Xingpan let out an "oh", turned around and sent a message to a friend he knew well.While waiting for someone to reply, he looked through the public itinerary posted on Lin Yao's official Weibo and fan site.

"Mingzai, are you going to write this will or not?" Zhao Tingsheng took time out of his busy schedule to come here for his brother, and when he found that his brother had become abnormal, he waved his five fingers in front of Zhuming's eyes.

Zhu Ming slapped his hand away: "Before, I was afraid that I would die like this. Now... there is still hope of living, so I won't write, bad luck."

Zhao Tingsheng looked at him suspiciously, and handed him the pen and paper that had been confiscated just now: "Then I'll leave, the law firm is very busy at the end of the year. For the sake of my trip, I will sign a letter for your sister-in-law." name."

Candle Tea: "..."

After sending Zhao Tingsheng away, Jiang Xingpan soon came back with information: "Lin Yao flew to the crew this afternoon, and went to Guangzhou for rehearsal tomorrow."

"dress rehearsal?"

"Well, Qingteng TV's New Year's Eve venue is scheduled to be in Guangzhou. The rehearsal will be on the afternoon of the 30th, and the live broadcast will be live on the evening of the 31st. After the New Year's Eve, I will return to the crew in the early morning of the 1st. It is said that I will stay on the crew until the finale."

Zhu Ming listened to the detailed itinerary, opened her mouth, and said hesitantly: "Panpan, who are you asking? Scalpers? We can't do things that violate the law and discipline."

"You think too much, I just broke into your opponent's fan base."

"??? Really? Are you sure it's a fan group and not an illegitimate group?"

"fake."

"..."

Jiang Xingpan touched his fleshy cheeks, tried to hide the smile after successfully teasing the boss, and straightened his face: "That is to say, if you want to see him, you can either go to Guangzhou tomorrow to block him, or go to the film crew to give him Visiting class. But what can’t be said on WeChat? Do you have to see me in person?”

"Because I don't know if Long Range can continue to live..." Zhu Ming murmured.

Jiang Xingpan didn't hear clearly, so he could only continue to say: "Going to Guangzhou seems to be a bit difficult, after all, you may not be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Candle Tea nodded, and asked again: "Where is their crew filming?"

"It's a secret itinerary, I don't know."

"...What do I need you for?"

Jiang Xingpan stared at him aggrievedly, making him feel guilty for a while.

"Forget it, I'll think about it again." Zhu Ming pondered for a long time, but couldn't come up with any good idea, but her thoughts wandered a lot: "I didn't expect Qingteng Terrace to invite Lin Yao for the New Year's Eve this year."

"Isn't it just to compete with Cone TV? But this year's Qingteng's ratings are expected to win." Jiang Xingpan curled his lips, "Then Cone invited you early. Who would have thought that you would have an accident near the New Year's Eve? Don’t even dare to contact us.”

"That's not important, it's just a New Year's Eve party, but the girls and the others..."

"Don't worry, the studio has contacted several major support stations. Fans who bought Cone TV's New Year's Eve live tickets have already registered with the studio, and next year they can get a concert ticket at half price."

"That's good."

Zhu Ming was lying on the bed for the past few days, and the studio didn't dare to disturb her for instructions, but behind her still neat behavior was their incomparably deep understanding of this proud and fan-favorite boss.

After this year, it will be the tenth year of his debut. A New Year's Eve concert, of course, is far less important than the tenth anniversary tour concert.

"He knows how to be a man. He exchanged a half-price three-hour personal concert ticket for a five-hour New Year's Eve concert with a five-minute appearance. He made a steady profit and lost a small amount of money, but he consolidated his position in the hearts of fans. .”

Lin Yao took the elevator down to the underground parking lot of the hospital. As soon as he climbed into the car, he saw the manager Chen Qingquan holding his mobile phone to browse the news about Candle Tea.

She was dumbfounded while watching: "Fans bought tickets at a high price but couldn't see the people they wanted to see. The problem happened to me, and there was no place to scold me. His studio is really good. The solution was brought out, too quickly, and there was no one to talk about."

Lin Yao leaned back in the chair, picked up the blindfold and put it on.

After Ms. Chen Qingquan chanted, she found that her artist was sitting upright in the back seat, and she didn't look like she was resting with her eyes closed.

"I see that you have been influenced by him to be cautious after so many years. Sending someone to the hospital is the most benevolent thing. Wouldn't it be good to send something in your name? The reporter squatted at the entrance of the hospital for a few days, waiting for someone After waking up, you posted Weibo and then withdrew. Who cares if you come to see him or not? Except for his fans, no one is holding on to you. The filming is so tense, and you have to shoot the big night tonight, you have to Do you want to come for a walk yourself?"

Although Chen Qingquan's tone was aggressive, his love for Lin Yao was inside and out.

There are many activities at the end of the year, and Lin Yao always presses his part to finish filming for a period of time before rushing to ask for leave, but an accident happened at a private reception.These days Lin Yao kept busy with his schedule, she finally found the time to talk to him, she really couldn't vomit.

"...I knew that Candle Tea was also invited, so we wouldn't have gone! Anyway, your fashion resources are unmatched now. In terms of fashion cafes, even Candle Tea is not as good as you. Why do you have to touch this bad luck? Blame me , I blame my lack of foresight."

"I'm fine, not tired."

Lin Yao said indifferently, he raised the hand that Zhu Ming was holding desperately, and shook it in the air: "There seems to be something wrong with him."

"Who? Candle Tea?" Chen Qingquan put down his phone, "He couldn't bear to fall from the peak for a while, did he lose his mind?"

Lin Yao: "..."

He looked down at his hand, as if the warm touch of that person was still there, and retorted: "Anyone in the circle may not be able to withstand the pressure, but he definitely won't."

When he sent Zhuming to the ambulance five days ago, Zhuming was sweating profusely, and the blood stained his translucent skin shockingly. He was clearly unconscious, but he still tightly squeezed his palm, with the mouth in his mouth. Whimpering something.

The doctors on the side were busy, and the surroundings were full of noise.

But he seemed to be in an ethereal realm, and for some reason he could clearly hear Zhu Ming's muttering to himself in a coma.

"I can't die here yet, I can't..."

"Go back, I have to go back..."

How could a man who was about to crawl back from the gate of hell be so depressed because of his mistakes in his career?Lin Yao sneered, lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Chen Qingquan said regretfully: "That's a pity. After he recovers, you can fight for another 30 to [-] years. So what's wrong with him?"

"It's just a feeling..." Lin Yao was about to speak when the phone screen lit up.

In the message prompt bar, a bright unread item appeared in the center of the screen——

Candle Tea: Teacher Lin, where are you filming, can I visit the set?

His pupils vibrated, he rubbed his eyes, unlocked it and saw that it was indeed sent by the person who had been friends for nine years and had no more than five chat records.

He casually replied with a question mark and exited the chat box.

But the other side didn't give him any breath, and immediately replied a word.

Lin Yao glanced at it, threw the phone into his pocket with his backhand, looked up to see that Sister Quan was still waiting for his answer, and said casually, "He...watches the girl group talent show."

Chen Qingquan glanced at him: "Where did you read this black material?"

See it with your own eyes, hear it with your own ears.Lin Yao shook his head: "Pretend I didn't say anything."

I felt something was wrong with Zhu Ming, because I saw the uneasiness and eagerness on his usually casual face from time to time, and his physical condition seemed not as optimistic as the news said.

But he didn't want to think about it, let alone give his limited sympathy to someone he didn't like.

Lin Yao closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing.

The hot phone was lying quietly in the pocket, the screen was still on, and there was a red "1" on the upper right corner of the avatar of the other party, an unread message that I saw but never clicked on.

Candle Tea: When is convenient for you this week, I want to see you.

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhu: I feel good about myself.jpg

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Sister Quan: So what is wrong with him?

Lin Yao: ...he seems like he's trying to touch me.