The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

Shang Yan threw his face on the ground, his heart was pounding, and he subconsciously reached out to protect his face.

Before he could lift his hand completely, he was caught by a pair of rough hands. He subconsciously grabbed that hand, but unexpectedly pulled him down together.

It's over!

Shang Yan stared at the tall figure rolling down, and he had predicted the tragic ending of being crushed in advance.

There is only one sentence left in my mind. My life is over.

"what--"

"My God! Dead!"

Some people screamed, some people closed their eyes, not daring to watch this scene.

With a loud bang, the bodies of the two hit the ground and rolled several times on the ground following the momentum.

Seeing that the two of them were about to smash the ground towards the par lamp stand not far away, Li Shuyin took the lead to protect him, and slammed into the mobile lamp stand with his back.

The forty-kilogram bracket was shaken by the two people, and the sixteen stage lights hanging from the double-layer square tube crossbar collided with each other and made a loud noise.

Li Shuyin's shoulder bones were numb from the impact, and his body was suppressed by Shang Yan. If he couldn't move his hand, he could only use his toes to hook the base of the lamp stand, and use his body's strength to stabilize the precarious lamp stand.

Shang Yan was dizzy from the fall, he got up while propping up his hard chest, only to realize that he was sitting on Li Shuyin's body.

And the posture is extremely shameful...

"Ah—so dangerous!"

Seeing this situation, Qi Dongdong heaved a sigh of relief, but not long after, the lamp stand shook again and made a bang bang sound.

The rippling lights fell from above the two of them, making Li Shuyin's eyes hurt.

Shang Yan was also uncomfortable. Looking along the light, he caught a glimpse of the hook of the LED headlight suddenly detached, and the two headlights broke away from the light bracket and fell down.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, his head was forcibly held down and pressed back to the fiery chest.

In the next second, the body was turned around by Li Shuyin, and the two quickly switched positions.

When Shang Yan came to his senses, he was already under Li Shuyin's pressure. His left hand was on his waist to hold him, and his right hand was supporting his head thoughtfully to avoid the impact on his head.

The body of the tall figure tightly covered him, and the two of them were so close that Shang Yan could even feel his breathing and heartbeat.

With a muffled "dong", the headlight hit Li Shuyin's back and bounced away again.

The wrought-iron lampshade rolled on the ground and made a screeching sound, and the headlight flickered coldly after impact.

The other fourteen headlights were pulled by the wires and hung above the horizontal bar, and they were about to fall.

"careful!"

Before I had time to relax, a loud roar came from somewhere, and then the fourteen lamps were entangled with each other by the lamp wires, and they smashed down with the lamp stand.

"Fuck!" Shang Yan yelled, hooked Li Shuyin's waist and rolled him sideways.

A figure jumped out from the side of the stage, with the speed of a cheetah, and grabbed the bracket.

The strong and powerful arms were tense to support the bulging suit jacket, and one hand easily stabilized the forty-kilogram bracket.

At the same time, the other hand grabbed the light wire, jumped forward, and his arm swiped twice in the air, quickly pulling a handful of light wire in his hand and wrapping it firmly around the light stand crossbar.

The whole action takes no more than two seconds.

"Come and clean up this place!" The man landed safely, glanced coldly, and his cold voice carried a strong sense of oppression.

Hearing this, the staff reacted with hindsight: "Deal with it immediately!"

Everyone's clenched hearts slowly fell, and discussions arose from time to time, and they began to guess the identity of this person.

Qi Dongdong stared at the man in the suit and said, "Who is that brother? A bodyguard?"

Song Zimo gave him a blank look: "Big brother, he can give birth to you! That's Lord Qing, the former special assistant to the chairman of the Shang family, and Wen Ti's current manager, who is responsible for Wen Ti's safety."

[So awesome? 】

【He moves so fast!good man! 】

[The heavy lamp stand was picked up with one hand. 】

[I heard that he used to be a special soldier and only changed careers after retiring. He must have good skills. 】

The scene was noisy, and everyone was stunned by what happened just now.

If Qing Leng hadn't been there, the two of them would probably have been smashed to pieces.

Xu Fei, who was staring at the camera in the director's group, suddenly became angry. She took off her earphones and yelled at the staff through the walkie-talkie: "Are all the staff dead? Standing so close, I can't react!"

"Brother Yan, who is responsible for something wrong!"

"If it wasn't for Special Assistant Qing's timely response, everyone would be too hungry to walk around!"

"Call the medical team over here!" She stepped on her high heels and ran towards the stage. Several instructors couldn't sit still and rushed to the edge of the stage.

Mucheng and Huang Zihan froze in place, Ling Jin stood up from his seat and rushed to the edge of the stage.

Qing Leng straightened his sleeves, patted the dust on the lamp wire just now, and stretched out his hand to Li Shuyin: "Are you hurt?"

"Sorry, I couldn't pay attention to this just now."

Li Shuyin glanced at him silently and didn't take his hand, but stood up slowly while supporting the ground.

When he got up, he frowned slightly due to the pain in his back, and before he could stand upright, the staff members who were closer to the stage hurried over and knocked him away, and helped Shang Yan up: "Brother Yan, you are fine Bar!"

"Remove this group of lights, put away the par lights, and check the brackets!"

After a while, the staff was busy cleaning up the lamp wires and par lights, and no one cared about him.

"Shang Yan, are you alright?" The instructor's platform was the closest to the stage, and Wen Ti arrived first, so he approached to check his situation, but before his hands touched anyone, Ling Jinbai immediately rushed down from the auditorium, taking the lead He grabbed Shang Yan's hand and supported his body with the strength of his body.

Shang Yan ate a mouthful of ashes, rolled up his sleeves to wipe, his fluffy hair became more and more messy, his clothes were stained with dust, and he looked in a mess.His ankle hurt so badly that he couldn't support his body at all.

The head hit Li Shuyin's hard chest earlier, and the whole person was a little dazed, and it took a long time to react and shake his head again and again.

When he regained consciousness, he wanted to check on Li Shuyin's situation, but unexpectedly, he was startled by another loud yell.

"I told you that you are not allowed to go on stage! You just don't listen!" Ling Jinbai's usually gentle face was stained with anger, and his pretty white face was flushed red.

Shang Yan was taken aback by the sound, stunned for a second, and shouted back without hesitation: "What an evil! I'm deaf!"

Ling Jinbai froze for half a second, wanted to say something, but finally endured it.

He squatted down and opened his trouser legs. His left ankle was completely red and swollen, with a big lump bulging.

Yin Qing came to check and asked with concern: "Brother Yan, are you injured? Ah... so serious."

Lou Tongxuan glanced sharply at his ankle and gasped: "The legs are swollen like this."

An Ge looked at the situation with his arms crossed and murmured unconsciously: "This situation cannot be compared."

"Ask for a leave of absence from the program team. It's so serious that I need to go to the hospital." Ling Jinbai pinched his ankle with a serious expression.

"No need," Shang Yan bent down and waved his hand away, and lowered his trouser legs to cover his red and swollen ankles, "I'm not done yet."

He fell a big somersault in front of so many people, and was as proud as him, how could he go down to rest now.

He crossed the crowd to look for Li Shuyin, and Qing Leng's arm lay across his face to stop him from moving: "Young master, now is not the time for you to be willful, you need to go to the hospital. If you don't cooperate, I can only ask you to quit This show is over."

"Go away!" He pushed away a group of people, and another group continued to surge up, completely surrounding him.

"We can't continue the competition!" Ling Jinbai resolutely refused, and Xu Fei also squeezed into the crowd.

"I called the medical team over. Brother Yan, sit down first. If the situation is serious, you must go to the hospital."

Xu Fei came over to help him sit on the instructor's seat, and after a while the medical staff hurried over with the first aid kit to treat the wound.

Li Shuyin leaned back against the edge of the stage, looked over the crowd, and looked at the star-studded Shang Yan, feeling a little sour in his heart.

He stared at it for a while, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

After all, beside Shang Yan, he is just a dispensable supporting role.

"Brother Yin, are you injured?" Qi Dongdong asked concerned.

Li Shuyin shook her head and didn't say another word, but the pain in her back pierced through her bones.

"Should have hurt a bone, it might be a fracture, I need to go to the hospital for an examination." The medical staff pinched Shang Yan's ankle and said slowly, only did a simple treatment, and sent someone to take him to the hospital.

Xu Fei helped Shang Yan get up, looked at Ling Jinbai: "Xiaobai, you go to the hospital with brother Yan to take an X-ray to see if the bones are injured."

Ling Jinbai: "No problem, I'll call Guan Sheng and ask him to come over."

Shang Yan turned a deaf ear and didn't care much about these things. He withdrew his hand, pushed aside the crowd and looked at Li Shuyin: "Hey, I'm going to the hospital, do you want to go together?"

Li Shuyin was about to turn around and leave when she heard this voice, her footsteps stopped slightly, and it took a long time before she said with difficulty: "I still have a game."

Xu Fei patted her head, and then she remembered Li Shuyin. Shang Yan was too precious, and everyone ignored him.

Obviously he was the one who saved people, but he failed to get everyone's attention.

"Not injured? Can we continue?" Wei Zhe walked in and asked him, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I can continue." Li Shuyin nodded, he had to stay on this show.

"Since you don't leave, it will look like I'm too hypocritical if I leave." Shang Yan snorted, cursing in his heart, this idiot really won't do anything at all, and he won't go down any steps.

Can bragging rights be eaten?

Just want to die on this show so much!

The two sides were at a stalemate, and An Ge clapped his hands and offered a compromise: "In this case, everyone rests for half an hour, and the recording will continue after half an hour!"

"Li Shuyin, you and Shang Yan go to the backstage to take a rest, and let the doctor check for other injuries by the way."

Li Shuyin's body stiffened slightly, and she wanted to refuse, but a sense of powerlessness arose in her heart.

"Help me." Shang Yan stretched out his hand carelessly, asking Li Shuyin to help him.

He didn't move, Shang Yan still went his own way, arrogant and arrogant: "You are the one who hurt me. If you don't do anything to me during the day, I won't get hurt. If I don't get hurt, I won't fall off the stage. It's what you should do to save me. Now you You should help me too."

"Even if I ask you to carry me on your back, you have to agree." He raised his jaw proudly.

Li Shuyin laughed angrily at his naturally arrogant speech, and reluctantly walked over on the principle that more things are worse than less things.

Shang Yan's long arm rested on his shoulder very naturally, and pressed all the strength of his body against him. This simple movement seemed to have been done countless times, and it was extremely familiar.

The doctor followed closely behind the two of them and sent them back to the dressing room. They entered the door with their first feet, but before he could step into the door after he followed, Shang Yan's voice sounded again: "Get out!"

"But I..." Didn't he come to check?

"Do you want me to say the same thing again?" Shang Yan's dove-feathered black eyes were filled with danger, and his deliberately low voice was unquestionable.

The doctor met his eyes, didn't dare to disobey, turned and went out and closed the door thoughtfully.

The door was locked with a click, and Li Shuyin looked at him with calm eyes, not knowing his purpose.

What is he trying to do by sending people away?

"Help me to sit on the sofa." Shang Yan raised an eyebrow at him, but Li Shuyin smiled and did not refuse.

He'd rather see what his limp could do to him.

The silence extended infinitely, and the room was silent except for the breathing of two people.Li Shuyin helped him sit on the sofa, and in order to avoid hurting his legs again, he hugged his waist and sat down.

When the young master was seated safely, he withdrew his hand from behind Shang Yan's waist. Just as he was about to get up, Shang Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to block his face, and pressed his long arm back down, pushing him back to the sofa to sit down.

In the next second, Shang Yan's legs raised up, drew an arc in the air, and landed directly on his legs.

Li Shuyin's body was slightly stiff, and as he walked up those long legs, he saw Shang Yan lying comfortably on the sofa, supporting his chin with one hand, and tapping his slender fingertips on his cheeks.

The demeanor is undisciplined and arrogant, and there is a smile in the bright peach eyes: "My feet hurt, rub them for me."

"..."