Sister Hui Ye Wants Me to Be Reliable

"That's right." After Shi Zhu finished speaking, she unscrewed the bottle cap and drank water.

"The rehearsal went well." Xiaogui said.

"Well, it's all thanks to everyone."

"Senior Sigong also acted very well... Even if it is a girl, it may not be able to have such a good demeanor." Xiao Gui sincerely praised.

"Privately, I have asked some friends with creative experience for some acting tips."

Standing on the edge of the stage, Shi Zhu and the girl named Xiaogui talked about some things while watching the rehearsal on the stage.

The two "Princes" are rehearsing one of the sparring scenes.

Wan Lihua took a step forward, swung the western sword in her hand and slashed in. The blades of the swords collided with each other.

Although the tool was not sharpened, it was also a metal western sword. In this confrontation, there was a grinding sound that made the ears tingle and the teeth sour. Hayasaka's sword edge got stuck on Wan Lihua's sword.

So Wan Lihua stepped back again, let go of her sword with a click, and the sword that was released was spinning in mid-air.

Hayasaka's hand lightened, and the sword edge that fell because it lost its resistance was suppressed by Wanlihua who grabbed the hilt of the sword in time while avoiding it sideways.

However, Hayasaka is stronger than Wanlihua in single-round power. She exerted a little force, and Wanlihua realized that she couldn't suppress it, so she raised her hand and retreated backward.

The orange-haired "Prince" took a few steps back, then jumped up lightly, walked along the steps, and stepped onto the platform behind the half-meter-high prop city wall.

"As expected of my best friend, there is no other person in the empire with such superb swordsmanship." She continued to speak her lines.

"I feel the same, dear friend." Hayasaka put on a very handsome expression, and at the same time raised his sword slightly, pointing at Wanlihua.

"Then I'm going to be serious, dear friend!" Wan Lihua followed the script, while speaking handsome lines, while slightly bowing, planning to jump off the platform of the prop.

In the end, she accidentally stepped on the part of the prop that was not strong enough, and there was a cracking sound under her feet.

"Huh?" She just felt that there was no support under her feet, and she could no longer control her center of gravity.

As the planks of the set platform broke, Wan Lihua couldn't help but staggered and fell to the back of the stage.

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Chapter 82 Absence

Shizhu Station is the closest to Wanlihua. His original arrangement was to come out from the back of the set at the end of Wanlihua's lines to continue the rest of the set, but unexpectedly, this happened just as he was about to go out.

"Wanlihua——!"

He rushed over to catch the orange-haired girl who fell backwards, and used his body as a cushion to protect it.

Like pushing the first domino, this small mistake caused all the relevant parts of the set to fall down, setting off a burst of smoke and dust.

The others hurried over to help at this time, to confirm the safety of Wanlihua and Shizhu.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts—" Shi Zhu, who was obviously fine, got up, sucked in the air-conditioning and muttered, while supporting Wan Lihua in her arms to sit up together, "By the way, are you okay, Wan Lihua."

Wan Lihua took a breath of cold air. Her body is weaker than that of a dianthus. Even if she is supported by a dianthus, there is no reason why she would not be hurt if she fell from such a high place. .”

"Mother said that boys should learn to protect girls at any time." Shi Zhu dragged the clumsy costume into a half-squat, "And thanks to this costume, I'm fine."

Seeing that the two of them were safe and sound, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Hayasaka came forward, wanting to help Wanlihua up with Shizhu.

Wan Lihua nodded her head, and she held the hands they offered, intending to get up, but her feet softened, and she sat down again.

"Student Orange?!" The head of the drama department asked with concern.

"My feet hurt so much that I can't stand up." Wan Lihua frowned, obviously in excruciating pain.

Hayasaka on the side pursed her lips, "I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, she gently and quickly took off Wan Lihua's shoes and socks, revealing that her ankle was obviously red and swollen.

"Your foot is injured, go to the health room quickly." Shi Zhu exchanged glances with the minister, then picked up Wan Lihua, and rushed towards the health room without even caring about changing clothes.

Fortunately, the health care room is relatively close to the location of the drama department, so I didn't meet other students on the way, but when I entered the health care room, the teacher in the health care room was taken aback.

After Shi Zhu explained the situation concisely, the health care teacher checked Wan Lihua's foot injury.

"It's just a slight sprain, and it will be healed in about half a month."

Because the injury was not serious, the teacher in the health room told the two of them in a relieved tone.

"Half a month?!" Wan Lihua was stunned, "The performance will start in a week..."

Shi Zhu frowned, "What are you talking about? The public performance is indeed a big event, but it's not as important as recovering from injuries, right?"

"No, if that's the case, everyone's efforts will be wasted—" Wan Lihua gritted her teeth and got up, but she couldn't stand still because of the pain, and fell forward, and was supported by Shizhu and sat back on the side of the hospital bed again.