Are sand sculpture trench fans distracted today?

Song Nuan woke up earlier than everyone expected. Su Changle had just been asking the doctor for a long time, and now he was standing on the floor of the smoking area smoking one cigarette after another.

My little boyfriend has old injuries, logically speaking, he is no longer suitable for dancing vigorously on stage, and he even needs to shoot less fight scenes.

But no matter what, he has been running Sihuan for many years, and he has seen countless artists with great contrasts in front of and behind the scenes.

After all, it is a profession that relies on exposure and popularity, and fans are the parents of food and clothing.Regardless of what you are thinking in your heart, you must always show a happy look in front of the camera.

In the dressing room, no one would speak with a cold face, and they immediately fought for business with their faces on the boarding seat;

The audience was so noisy that they wanted to push each other off the stairs, and the show took the opportunity of joking to mock and sarcasm;

In the middle of the performance, the pain was unbearable, and I took a few minutes to get off the stage to inhale oxygen;

The injury was so serious that I couldn't even get up from the bed, and I had an injection to shut it down and stood in front of the public abruptly...

Everyone in this industry has suffered inexplicably, and Song Nuan is certainly no exception.

Su Changle knew that he couldn't persuade him with a few words, so he simply pretended not to notice.After learning that he was looking for a doctor to look at his legs outside, even if he would subconsciously get nervous every time he saw the dance moves that the other party needed to dance, he never asked for anything in an orderly tone.

The best he could do was to secretly give something to the doctor who looked at the wound, leaving a sentence: "Prescribe whatever medicine works best, and you don't have to worry about money."

But the situation is different now from that time. The doctor in charge of the old god has already learned about the injury on his hand from the huge fan group at the gate of the hospital, and from the entries that have been very popular on the Internet in the past two days. What is the identity of the patient.

"He will definitely not be able to dance with this intensity in the future. I must personally explain the stakes to the patient."

The well-known old man probably got some fake melons from the Internet, and mistook him for a black-hearted leader who had no bottom line to squeeze stars, and he was blowing his beard and staring in white coat.

"Otherwise, if there is an accident after the operation and you are left permanently disabled, wouldn't it be obvious that I will smash my brand?"

Su Changle has been working in the mall for more than ten years, and the opponents who are holding wine glasses and smirking have all kinds of personalities, and he never finds it difficult to deal with.

But now facing this kind of old-fashioned little old man who thinks of you well, there is really nothing he can do.

When Chen Si came to ask him to go to Song Nuan's ward, he was stunned for a while, so that he didn't notice that the cigarette in his hand was almost burnt to the end, and he reacted suddenly after his fingertips were burned, and hurriedly fumbled Throw it in the trash can.

He panicked thinking that he hadn't planned how to comfort Song Nuan yet, and speaking rashly might be counterproductive, and his subjective thoughts about the past were not clear.

But his fucking feet were very agile. Since the moment he took a step, he uncontrollably accelerated his frequency, and in the end he almost ran to the ward.

"... "

Chen Si looked at him expressionlessly, walking forward and backward as if he had changed the core, stepping on the high heels and walking steadily forward, not obsessed with catching up with others at the same speed.

——Fortunately, I ran this trip myself. If any ordinary employee who didn't know the inside story saw Su Changle's state, his eyeballs would probably be scared out of his eyes.

She silently recalled Su Changle's image of 'Happiness and anger are invisible' that has been widely circulated to the outside world, and summed it up in her heart like this.

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The smoking area is not close to the inpatient department, so even if Su Changle didn't delay any time during the whole process, it's still not too early to arrive.

In Song Nuan's private ward where there were not many people, at this time there were almost a room full of interns taking notes in notebooks.The attending physician at the front was eloquent, and seemed to be telling people about the extent of the injury very affectionately.

The upper part of Song Nuan's bed was raised a bit, although the person was still lying on it and didn't move much.But in the eyes of others, he could be regarded as 'sit up' anyway.

It's not easy to interrupt the doctor's talk about the injury, Su Changle stood at the door and supported the wall, gasping for several breaths, and after a long time, he walked in and picked an unobtrusive place to continue standing.

"I know that all of you young people have the temperament of not hitting the south wall and not looking back. If the most serious consequences are not brought to the face, no one will take it seriously."

Unexpectedly, the little star in front of him didn't directly refute after hearing the suggestion he gave.

It's just that it's not hard to see what the person is thinking when he looks like he hangs his head down and doesn't say a word. Although he doesn't deny it, he definitely doesn't agree with it.

He raised his head and glanced at Su Changle, who sneaked in at an unknown time, and sighed deeply tired.

"Well, whatever you choose for your body is up to you. But at least listen to my advice, don't live in the demands of others."

"Does the doctor have some misunderstandings about our relationship?"

After Su Changle left, he drove out all the other light bulbs, took a bowl of millet porridge from the cafeteria downstairs, blew it cool and fed it carefully, with a helpless expression on his face.

"When I said the last sentence, I turned my head to look at me. It was like looking at some kind of black and evil force, and I almost scolded me by name."

"Where there is anyone who is rushing to put a crime on himself, maybe they don't mean it at all."

Song Nuan was teased by him so much that she wanted to laugh, who knew that just as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt pain along with her internal organs.He quickly stopped his movements obediently, and swallowed a mouthful of porridge quite slowly.

"Hmm... this stuff is so unpalatable."

"I actually think so too."

Su Changle quickly changed the subject, frowned and looked at the things in his hand with some embarrassment: "I have sent someone to buy it from a breakfast shop on another street, if you are not so hungry for now, you can eat it later." Can."

This person's disguise today is actually not in place at all.

Song Nuan was wrong in thinking this way, feeling that the other party didn't show even one percent of the calmness and confidence that he had used to bluff her before.

From the moment he entered the door and opened his mouth, he deliberately didn't touch the topic of recovery after the accident, and he was happy to see the results in any direction as the style of painting became more and more crooked, but he didn't want to go straight to the topic and talk about the car accident that happened yesterday.

Song Nuan understood that he didn't want to use the name of "for your own good" to stab the truth in the name of moral kidnapping after Zhe Xin's long speech, so he simply bypassed this issue first, and waited for the two of them to be emotionally more stable in the future Besides.

It's just that after all, he lay down in the hospital like a mummy, and the culprit was Su An; although the nephew had already fought with others in the dark, how sad he must be.

"It's not so hypocritical, just come here."

With great effort, he raised his wrist to put it on Su Changle's cuff, pursed his lips and asked softly, "Yesterday... you were worried."

Su Changle was a little dazed, but when he realized it, his eyes immediately turned red.

After confirming that his boyfriend's life was no longer in danger and he only had to wait for someone to wake up for more than ten hours, he sat on the leather chair brought from the ward with unfinished business in the company, and his head was full of things. But it has nothing to do with the report.

In the past two years when the number of fans has increased sharply, Song Nuan has encountered one after another.Although I finally shook hands with the fame and fortune I once wanted, but at the same time, I accumulated more and more regrets and compromises.

This is of course the price of growth, understandable.

It's just that Su Changle often wonders what all this would be like if Song Nuan had never been involved in his troublesome plan.

BWP's business ability has always been ranked first among active domestic boy groups. If Sihuan hadn't imposed resistance according to his own wishes a few years ago, he would just normally distribute the resources that a company should have for artists.

In fact, the development of this combination may not necessarily be worse than it is now.

But even if Zuo and Song Nuan will never have any interaction other than work, the harm from his own side will not come to him.

Sounds much better than it is now.

Su Changle thought through all the possibilities, and at the end, his heart was throbbing almost physically, but out of self-punishment, he began to guess what Song Nuan would say when he woke up.

Inflicting so much harm on oneself for the sake of others may even give up the ability to survive in the industry.

He didn't think he would have no resentment in his heart when he changed positions.

Whether it's heartbreakingly unacceptable; or desperately trying to find another doctor for re-diagnosis; or breaking up because of decadence...

He has thought about all these possible situations.

But the only thing I didn't expect was that this little star who had lived so much without anyone to rely on, and now couldn't even sit up normally, would think of his own mood first.

Su Changle felt like a tourist who was about to drown, being swept away by the waves and away from the crowd.

I thought I would lose my vitality, but I didn't expect to meet a little dolphin who traveled here, and smiled and lifted him back to the shore.

Not only was it not as tragic as expected, but I even felt a deep emotion rising from my heart.

"I can't help you with the chairman's matter, but since one of them was so dangerous, the next method will definitely not be clean."

Over there, Song Nuan expressed her opinion very calmly, she didn't realize that her boyfriend was in a daze, and didn't listen at all.

"To be honest, I was just guessing wildly at the time. Who would have thought that he could really do such a crazy thing for Zeng Sihuan."

"His goal is you, and I can't always target you. If this person really has any plans for the future, it must be aimed at you... Hey!"

Su Changle suddenly leaned forward and pecked him on the lips, his already immobile body immediately became stiffer, and a faint blush appeared on the base of his ears.

"... There is surveillance in this room, you, you kiss me | why?"