The Professional Training of Amateur Actors

Another thunderstorm fell, and He Yihan threw the costume on Xia Chenxi's head, and grabbed his arm with hot hands: "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

"No, no, no, no, run away, don't worry about me." Xia Chenxi dodged desperately.

He Yi's expression turned cold: "I won't do anything to you."

ah?Xia Chenxi was taken aback for a moment, before he could figure out what was going on, he was dragged and pulled by He Yihan, and ran down the mountain with his back firmly on his back.

The idol... the idol carried him!

The 250 catties of giant sugar that fell from the sky made Xia Chenxi want to turn around in circles, and countless colorful bullet screens flashed through his mind, which were still blingbling with fluorescent lights.

When he watched the movie "Dragon Sword" before, what he envied the most was Ye Yun, the little apprentice who was injured by single-handed wolves, and was carried back to the master by the master played by He Yihan.Being able to lie on the idol's back, not to mention beating a wolf, even beating a tiger...he is willing to be beaten by a tiger!

"Hey." Xia Chenxi couldn't hold back her laughter, and secretly rubbed He Yihan's wet hair.Although the idol's pheromone is not a cool tobacco smell, it smells much better than the tobacco smell, wrapping him gently and making his heart throb.

The way down the mountain was very long. He Yihan's body was very hot and his back was stiff, but his steps were still steady.The rain gradually subsided, the light in the mountains was very dark, and the soil and rocks under his feet often loosened and fell off. He took every step very cautiously. Xia Chenxi didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of distracting him.

Xia Chenxi was safe and happy on the idol's back, she was not so cold with her clothes on, she unconsciously began to feel sleepy during the bumps, she fell asleep with her head on He Yihan's shoulder, and she slept very deeply.

In the haze, Xia Chenxi seemed to hear noisy voices, and after being injected with some cold liquid, he completely lost consciousness...until the scent of Mala Tang woke him up.

Malatang?No, Xia Chenxi sat up abruptly, then lay back down in pain: "My leg! It hurts, hurts..."

"Damn, it's scary. You still know how to wake up?" Qiu Yang, the bad friend, just picked up a takeaway Mala Tang fan with chopsticks, when he saw the person in front of him cheating on the corpse, so scared that the fans fell to the ground. "Dude, you've been sleeping for a day and a half, and I suspect that the doctor gave you the wrong medicine."

"A day and a half?!" Xia Chenxi was startled, looked up at the wall clock on the wall of the ward, and then looked out of the window. At 09:30 in the evening, it was dark and it was raining lightly.

No way, he just fell asleep on the back of the idol so heartlessly, didn't say goodbye to him, didn't thank him, slept soundly, and didn't return to the world until now.What a fool he is!He was so angry that he wanted to bang bang bang against the big wall.

Xia Chenxi grabbed Qiu Yang: "Where is the idol, how is it?"

slap.

Qiu Yang was pulled by him, and the sausage on the chopsticks fell on the table.

"Hey, my sausage! You pay me for this one meat dish in a whole bowl." Qiu Yang was devastated. The only valuable piece of meat in the 17.8 yuan single noble meal bid farewell to him.

In the morning, Qiu Yang was sleeping soundly at home, when he received a call from a stranger, saying that he was the emergency contact person for extra registration, and asked if his name was Qiu Yang.Qiu Yang confusedly said yes, so he was arrested and taken to the hospital. After running, he even went back to the rental room they shared to get a bunch of hospital underwear and sundries. He didn't wait for the first meal of the day until now. As a result, he lost his favorite fans and sausages without taking a single bite.

This sad story teaches us that we can't choose what we like first when we eat...

Xia Chenxi patted the bed anxiously: "Ask about your idol!"

"I didn't know, the nurse said that your crew sent over a dozen people, I don't know who they are." Qiu Yang scratched his head: "This is a small second-class hospital. Even if your idol is confused, you are still a rich person. There is something good or bad. Don’t send it to a private hospital, there isn’t even a senior intensive care unit here.”

Xia Chenxi lived in a three-person room in an ordinary ward. The conditions were very simple. The beds were separated by blue plastic curtains, and his bed was next to the window.The walls are yellow, and the paint on the table is also peeling off, which is really a bad word.It is unlikely that He Yihan will come to such a small hospital.

Xia Chenxi broke down while picking at the plaster cast on her right leg: "I'm going to see my idol."

Qiu Yang was tired: "Don't be a moth, the doctor said you tore the ligament in your right knee, and you have to put a plaster cast on it for three weeks."

"Good buddy," Xia Chenxi clasped her fists together, "Please borrow my phone."

"Here." Qiu Dashan generously unlocked the phone and handed it to Xia Chenxi, and happily ate Malatang.

Xia Chenxi opened Weibo to search, but there was news that the crew encountered a mudslide.However, the attention of this little drama is too low, and there are no famous actors, and no more useful information has been found.It is only said that the scope of the mudslide is not small, and the search and rescue is still in progress.When it comes to search and rescue, there is a high probability that they are looking for dead bodies.