My Bamboo Horse Can't Be the Gold Master [Entertainment Circle]

"Ah! It hurts me to death!" Bei Yao sat down on the ground, hugged his stomach with both hands, hunched over, wrinkled his face, screamed, and kept talking nonsense while screaming, "Just, just now , I, I called the police."

The boss brought a group of people here, he just wanted to break Wen Ye's arm or leg to avenge him, he never thought of killing anyone.He looked at Bei Yao, and then at the bloody saber in his hand. The news of Bei Yao saying that he had called the police echoed in his ears. The boss was suddenly panicked, he didn't dare to stay here for a second, and fled quickly. He disappeared without a trace, for fear of being caught by the police uncle and thrown into a cell.He hasn't finished enjoying the colorful world outside, so he can't bear to squat!

The menacing seven people ran away like shit.

If Bei Yao wasn't here, according to Wen Ye's character of revenge, he would have chased those people down to the ground and continued to beat them up.But now he is not in the mood to arrest people, all his thoughts are on the injured Bei Yao, he squats beside Bei Yao, nervously tells him not to move, asks him what is wrong, and asks him to wait where he is. Then go find a place and call 120.

"I'm fine." There were two lines of tears in the corners of Bei Yao's eyes, as if he wanted to laugh at Wen Ye for a while, but his face was very ugly now, no matter how he looked at it, it was impossible for him to be fine.

"Shut up! You can't even talk." Wen Ye was fierce at him. At this moment, Wen Ye was afraid that Bei Yao's intestines would be exposed if he spoke too loudly.

Bei Yao squeezed out a few drops of cat urine: "You come back, oops, it hurts! I'm really fine."

Bei Yao stretched out his hand to pull Wen Ye. Wen Ye just wanted to tell him to hold his stomach honestly, be careful not to fill his stomach with wind, or to run in with something dirty and dusty. Turning around, he found that Bei Yao's stomach was not broken, and the down jacket All right, only a long cut was drawn on the curled up arm, and the gray duck down inside the down jacket protruded out, with a small amount of blood stained on it.

Wen Ye thought about it, and came to his senses: "What are you doing squatting on the ground without hurting your stomach?" Can you only bleed a few drops of blood if you are seriously injured?

Bei Yao had a bitter face, the tears on his face hadn't dried yet."My hands hurt," he said.

Wen Yehou: "Hold your stomach if your hand hurts!"

Bei Yao explained aggrievedly: "I hold my right hand with my left hand."

Wen Ye stared at him: "Then why are you squatting!"

Bei Yao curled his mouth and said righteously: "My stomach hurts from being kicked just now, let me hug it together."

Wen Ye couldn't laugh or cry, fighting alone for so long, no one had ever helped him, and the one who came to help him for the first time was his most unexpected counselor.And this coward, even when saving people, didn't change his cowardly demeanor, he was about to be coaxed out of the world, out of the universe!It really makes people want to sympathize with him, but hate him so much.

Most of Wen Ye's injuries were skin trauma and soft tissue contusion. He got used to fighting all the year round.But Bei Yao was different, his hand was cut with a real knife, and he didn't know whether he needed stitches or not.

Wen Yeti slipped Bei Yao's back collar, pulling him up from the ground like a kitten, and went to the hospital together to see a doctor.

Fortunately, the clothes are thick in winter, and the blade of the saber is poked into the down jacket, and only the sharp blade penetrates the superficial layer of the skin.It's not a big deal. The wound is more than three centimeters long. It looks scary, but it's not deep. It can be sterilized and bandaged, and there is no need for stitches.

The little nurse helped Bei Yao finish bandaging, and urged him to be careful not to let the wound touch the water in the near future. Seeing that Wen Ye's face was also stained, she planned to disinfect him together.

Wen Ye waved his hand to signal no, he has a full set of equipment at home, Bei Yao bought it last time, he went back to make it himself, he is not used to being touched by others, he feels uncomfortable.

After hearing this, Bei Yao volunteered, holding his little disabled hand, followed Wen Ye all the way out of the hospital and back to his home.

Wen Ye didn't stop anyone from coming in this time, and let Bei Yao sit on the sofa to wait, and he walked into the bedroom by himself.

It was the second time for Bei Yao to sit on this sofa, and it was the first time to help Wen Ye apply the medicine. He was kicked out after applying the medicine. He didn't have time to take a closer look. Today is ample time, and his two dark eyeballs are like two searchlights , sweep the whole room.

One bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen, more than fifty square meters, not much furniture, black and white tone, very simple style.

Bei Yao wanted to observe further. At this time, Wen Ye came out of the bedroom and gave Bei Yao 500 yuan.

Bei Yao blinked, looked at the five hundred-yuan bills in his hand, and then at Wen Ye: "Who are you?"

Wen Ye pursed her lips and said, "Money for clothes."

Bei Yao hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no." In the end, he made a wrong move, and it became the injured hand. The pain made him gasp, and he wanted to change his intact hand to continue swaying with Wen Ye, but also wanted to hug him. Seeing his own injury, how stupid and stupid the little girl looks.

"Take it if you tell me!" Wen Ye yelled at him impatiently, as if if you didn't take it, I'd swallow you in one gulp.

Bei Yao withdrew his hand weakly, took out two, put the other three on the coffee table, and said in a low voice, "The clothes are not that expensive. I have been wearing them for a year, and 200 yuan is enough."

Wen Ye didn't push anymore, and nodded lightly: "Well, you can get out."

Bei Yao was still silent in the middle of his meditation, "It's good that the boss will give me money to buy new ones when my clothes are broken, when I heard the order to evict the guest, I hurriedly called out: "Don't, who will help you apply the medicine after I leave?"

Wen Ye laughed at him mercilessly: "Just you? An arm?"

Bei Yao raised his head: "Why is one arm not working? My left hand is flexible."

The two stared at each other for a few minutes, Bei Yao twisted his temper, Wen Ye was uncharacteristically the first to lose the battle: "Okay, I have received your wish, thank you today, I can handle it myself."

Wen Ye thanked him!

Bei Yao was overwhelmed with flattery, and said repeatedly, "You're welcome, you're welcome, it's what I deserve!"

Wen Ye laughed and scolded: "Others seek revenge on me, and I fight with others, it's none of your business."

Bei Yao didn't even blink, and just opened his mouth: "Why is it none of my business, you are my old..."

Wen Ye raised his brows and raised his voice, "Huh?"

Bei Yao immediately changed his words: "You are my senior. The teacher said that students should be united and friendly."

"..."

Can this reason be any more high-sounding?

Wen Ye has known Bei Yao for almost a semester, and her evaluation of him is not much different from when she first started.

Stupidity and cowardice seem to be the two iconic characteristics of Bei Yao. As time goes by, the essence of stupidity and cowardice remain unchanged, but the form of expression has changed slightly.

Stupidly listening to Xu Zheng's words and borrowing money from classmates; being played around by Xu Zheng on the playground without knowing it; A tree branch; with a slight injury, the tossing movement was like being disemboweled, and even the assailant was scared away by him.

This kind of person is not smart, timid, unmanly, and coy like a little girl. This is the kind that Wen Ye despises the most.

But when he became mischievous, when he talked to himself, he beamed with joy, and without hesitation, he knocked the branch on the head of the person. He was yelled at by himself countless times, but he rolled away and rolled back again and again, stubbornly doing his own thing. Little Tail has been doing it for a few months, and it's really not something a thin-skinned girl can do, isn't she just a boy with no skin, no shame and no shame.

Wen Ye looked at the young man who was talking about unity and friendship with a playful smile in front of him, and called him his senior one after another, and suddenly felt that he was so stupid and cute, so cowardly that it made people laugh.These two points have always made him look down on him, but when they are put on this body, they start to catch his eyes unexpectedly, and want to know his name for no reason: "Hey, what's your name."

Bei Yao answered almost a second after he finished speaking, staring at Wen Ye with flickering eyes, as if he had been waiting for him to ask this question for a long time: "Bei Yao."

*Spicy eyes were placed on Wen Ye, and Wen Ye saw in his eyes... excited?It's really inexplicable, but it's just asking his name.

Wen Ye asked again: "A shell?"

Bei Yao nodded, and without waiting for him to ask further questions, he took the initiative to make a further introduction: "Yao, Shunyu's Yao."

Wen Ye said, "Surnames are quite rare."

Bei Yao replied: "Senior, your surname is also rare. The first time I met Wen Wen, which yè was it?"

"The night of the night."

Bei Yao tilted his head and asked, "Is it because the senior was born at night?"

Wen Ye nodded and said, "Yes."

"I was not born in the era of Yao, Shun and Yu." Bei Yao said, laughing out loud.

Wen Ye didn't catch the joke at all, but felt that Bei Yao's smile was weird: "What's so funny about that?"

Bei Yao stopped laughing in embarrassment, hesitated for a long time and said, "Can I not call you senior?"

Wen Ye raised his eyebrows and snorted, "What? What do you want to call me?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. It's just the word senior, which always reminds me of Xu Zheng, the idiot." Mentioning Xu Zheng, Bei Yao's cheeks puffed up, he was so angry, "He just loves to push me Call him senior, I want to separate you, you are different from him!"

After Bei Yao finished speaking, seeing that Wen Ye didn't agree or say no, he glanced at him cautiously, and after feeling that everything was quiet and normal, he tentatively called out: "A Ye".

Wen Ye was startled, and the affectionate address shortened the five-year-old distance between the two of them, as if they were good buddies, good friends, going to heaven and earth together, and making jokes together.

Wen Ye hadn't responded to him yet, but Bei Yao felt sweetness in his mouth, and yelled several times in a row, it was as sweet as eating honey in his mouth.

Wen Ye slowly came back to his senses and threatened, baring his teeth, "Be careful of barking, I'll beat you!"

Bei Yao acted as if he didn't see him get angry, giggling and said, "Aye, Aye, that sounds really nice."

"Fool." Wen Ye rolled his eyes, amused by the little idiot Bei Yao's repeater mode, but couldn't hold back after all, and there was a strong hint of unresolved laughter in his voice.

He hadn't smiled this much in a long time.