Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

"Did you cause my sister to fall into the pit and break her leg?"

Jiang Baoyu lifted the curtain of the tent and found the culprit who caused Jiang Mingzhu's injury-Leng Qingqing.

Leng Qingqing half-crouched on the ground, taking a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect Hengheng's wound. Hengheng sat obediently on the pony, lowering his head to watch her wipe the wound with a cotton swab, and then looked at her tools from the side. He took out a bottle of medicine from the box and applied it to the red and swollen red bumps on his legs that were bitten by mosquitoes.

Not only Hengheng, but also other children and guests were bitten by poisonous mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes on the island are big and poisonous. One bite is itchy and painful, and the big red envelope will not come off for ten days and a half.

Leng Qingqing was also bitten in several places. Before she could apply medicine on herself, she heard the sound of the curtain being opened, a cold wind blew in, and the sinister atmosphere filled the tent.

The young man's tone was filled with suppressed anger, as if he was coming with bad intentions.

The staff next to him stood up: "No, Jiang Mingzhu fell by herself! We all saw it."

In addition to Leng Qingqing and Jiang Mingzhu, there were also each other's staff present.

Even the staff at Jiang Mingzhu spoke up for Leng Qingqing, which shows that this is indeed the case.

Jiang Baoyu narrowed his eyes, walked in slowly, and approached step by step, with an angry tone: "I ask you, why do you want to go to that place."

Jiang Baoyu's tone was unkind, as if he was asking for guilt.

The sitting villain's eyes were dark, and he slowly raised his head, his eyebrows lightly frowning.

Leng Qingqing shrugged: "Hu Tu called me over. He said he wanted to apologize to me for what happened yesterday, and also told me there was a supply point nearby."

Hutu? Jiang Baoyu has never been impressed by passerby A.

On the contrary, the staff all remembered the round-headed boy because of Hu Tu's sharp questions to Leng Qingqing yesterday.

If it weren't for this incident, Hu Tu would still be very popular in the program group.

It must be intentional to look so smart.

Although I don’t know why Hu Tu has deliberately hidden hostility towards Leng Qingqing, the staff who like Leng Qingqing spontaneously stayed away from Hu Tu.

"Supplies?" Jiang Baoyu suddenly sneered: "You exposed your flag deliberately to lure her over. Leng Qingqing, what are your intentions?"

The air was full of gunpowder.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were very confused about Jiang Baoyu's sudden attack.

【? ? ? what happened. 】

[People have said that your sister fell in by herself. Does this guy not understand human language? 】

[emm, I feel sorry for the beauty. 】

[As a brother, there is nothing wrong with feeling sorry for your sister. At most, it is a bit impulsive. 】

Leng Qingqing finished applying the medicine to Hengheng, straightened Hengheng's trousers, and then stood up: "Then I will confront Jiang Mingzhu face to face and let your sister tell me whether I caused her to fall. "

It just so happened that she also wanted to know why Jiang Mingzhu rushed over as if she had seen gold.

There must be something fishy inside.

Jiang Baoyu stood there without moving, glanced at her up and down suspiciously, and twitched the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Leng Qingqing lowered her head, and Huo Yanheng seemed to know what she was going to say. He tugged on the corner of her clothes and raised his eyes, which were big and dark. His tone was calm: "Mom, I want to go too."

Secretary Zhang had just arrived halfway when he met a group of people.

The director, Leng Qingqing and Jiang Baoyu walked in front, coming in a mighty manner.

When Secretary Zhang's eyes fell on the woman's face, he suddenly lost his concentration and his eyes trembled, as if he had met someone who was impossible to meet here.

Jiang...Jiang Yin!

"Secretary Zhang..."

Jiang Baoyu was stunned for a moment when the chief steward next to his mother suddenly appeared on Jiming Island out of thin air.

But then he thought that it was probably because he saw Jiang Mingzhu injured.

However, it was really strange that her mother felt so sorry for her that she didn't come here in person.

**

Jiang Mingzhu, who was sleeping, had no idea what kind of death scene he would face when he opened his eyes.

Jiang Mingzhu suddenly felt that there were many eyes staring at her from above.

Her eyelashes trembled twice, and she slowly opened her eyes, her face full of confusion.

"Where am I?"

The next second, Jiang Mingzhu saw the familiar Secretary Zhang and quickly struggled to get up from the stretcher, holding his hand with tears in her eyes.

"Secretary Zhang, did my mother ask you to pick me up?"

Jiang Mingzhu said with joy.

Secretary Zhang felt that it was difficult for him to accept this.

"Miss, Mr. Jiang is very worried about you."

Secretary Zhang finished speaking with a smile. His seemingly calm eyes under his glasses were frantically sending encrypted messages——

[Don’t mention this, Miss! 】

Unfortunately, Jiang Mingzhu didn't understand it at all.

She let go of Secretary Zhang's hand and covered her head with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes: "I want to go home. The people here are too scary. Secretary Zhang, please take me back!"

When people are injured or sick, they are extremely vulnerable and need care.

The same goes for Jiang Mingzhu.

She was extremely eager to return to the Jiang family and her mother's arms.

If the imperial capital is heaven, this place is hell.

Secretary Zhang’s professionalism allowed him to immediately capture the key word in the eldest lady’s words – “people?”

Judging from Jiang Mingzhu's twinkling eyes, the eldest lady is indeed fine. She broke her leg and still has Kung Fu skills.

Secretary Zhang thinks this is good news.

Mr. Jiang can stop worrying.

Jiang Baoyu's cool voice sounded from behind Leng Qingqing: "Why don't you go? Everyone is awake."

When he said this, Jiang Mingzhu, who was surrounded by everyone, recognized his location from his voice and called out brother weakly.

Jiang Baoyu and Leng Qingqing walked to the front, Leng Qingqing expressed condolences: "Miss Jiang, are you feeling better?"

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Mingzhu saw her face, she seemed to be greatly frightened and backed away hurriedly, shouting: "Don't come here!"

Ms. Jiang's acting skills are really beyond praise.

I want to push the blame, but the fact is settled.

Are the on-site staff and netizens in the live broadcast room blind?

In the silence, even someone as thick-skinned as Leng Qingqing felt a little embarrassed.

"........."

Everyone's expressions were very distorted. Some quietly turned away and some looked down at their toes, trying to avoid laughing out loud in such a seemingly serious situation.

Then he will definitely be killed by Miss Jiang’s eyes.

As if Jiang Baoyu couldn't see the embarrassment of others, he approached Leng Qingqing. He was a head taller than the others and slowly lowered his head. In his narrow eye sockets, the whites of his eyes burst out with a few streaks of bloodshot eyes.

The atmosphere was tense, as if a bow was fully drawn and was about to break in the next second.

The small tent was crowded with people, and no one dared to express their anger.

The director had a solemn look on his face and stood beside Leng Qingqing, staring at Jiang Baoyu warily.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this kind of middle-class B, Leng Qingqing.

Saying another word about this kind of thing is a waste of time and life.

System: "Restrain it, you must restrain it!"

Leng Qingqing took a deep breath: "I'll try my best."