I chase after the actor by lifting iron

This operation was as fierce as a tiger, and when the doctor finally said with certainty the conclusion of "sprain", Ming Chen was still a little overwhelmed.

"Is it just a twist!?" He scratched the table, gasping for breath, desperately anxious.

"...What else do you want from him?" The doctor's eyes were wider than his, and he slapped the fixed bandage he just took out: "There is a big problem, the patrolman must have called an ambulance just now!"

"?" Ming Chen was stunned, it made sense.

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the choreographer and a group of staff caught up and immediately crowded the small infirmary next to the lounge.

[Mr. Mingchen, you have successfully received the reward of the fourth stage, and you have been in close contact with the male god for ten seconds. ]

A systematic voice came from my mind: [I wish you good health and prosperous martial arts. ]

Ming Chen opened his mouth halfway, was pushed out a little, then out a little, and finally stood at the door.

He heard the choreographer hurriedly asking what was going on, and the doctor said blah, blah, blah blah. After a while, all the people came out again, probably because they heard that everything was fine.

It was only then that Ming Chen dared to hold the door frame, and glanced at the male god sitting by the bed.

The male god's expression is not very good-looking... No, it is quite ugly.

He propped up the bed with one hand, with one bare foot dangling.

Ming Chen swallowed his saliva.

"It's good to be able to walk," said the director. "We were terrified just now. We thought something was wrong, but we still have to pay attention... Make sure to rest for a while, and you will come back at twelve o'clock to present the awards."

Si Yan'an's cell phone started to ring, he glanced at it and cut it off: "Don't worry."

The director nodded in satisfaction, and came out, with a kind expression when passing by Ming Chen: "Ming Chen!"

Ming Chen nodded hurriedly: "Hey!"

"..." The director rubbed his head, didn't know what to say, smiled, gave him a thumbs up, and left.

Ming Chen watched him off with an embarrassed smile, then turned his head and looked at his boss Yan'an's cool gaze, and gradually withdrew his smile.

"Male god..." Ming Chen scratched at the frame of the door, wanting to be knocked dizzy.

"Come in." Si Yanan said.

Ming Chen walked in.The doctor was wrapping a bandage on the male god's ankle, and it was almost done.His exposed skin was red, and it seemed to be a little swollen overall?Is it swollen?It must be swollen...

"Okay." The doctor put the tape on: "Don't exercise for three days, try to use as little force as possible, and go to the hospital if it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, don't worry about it, just a small injury."

There was a subtle dislike in the doctor's tone.

Ming Chen scolded the system in his heart!

The consequences are serious!

He didn't sweat much when he ran the relay, and he didn't feel the whole process of carrying Si Yan'an to the sidelines and then backstage. Now he was blown by the air conditioner and sneezed twice before he felt sticky. uncomfortable.

After the doctor finished speaking, he took the thermos and went out. Ming Chen stood in a daze for a while, until Si Yan'an said to sit down, and then he sat down on the vacant chair.

The two were silent for a long time, Si Yanan's phone kept vibrating, and he frowned slightly without looking at it.

Mingchen knew that he was upset, and he had already regretted it for a long time when he stood outside. He just swore not to get close to him just now, but he still caused him trouble.

I feel guilty right now.

"I'm sorry." Ming Chen hung his head dejectedly: "I was too worried, thinking... I'm sorry anyway."

The small room is filled with a faint smell of alcohol, accompanied by the coolness of the air conditioner, blowing to the tip of the nose.

Si Yan'an took out a lighter from nowhere, opened the lid with a bang, closed it again, opened it again and closed it again.

"Come here." Si Yanan said.

"Ah?" Ming Chen stood up hesitantly.

"Sit here." Si Yanan gestured with his eyes, and Ming Chen tentatively sat on the edge of the bed.

"Someone said you received a bomb, what's the matter?"

"???" Ming Chen opened his eyes, and it took him a long time to realize: "Oh, that apple!"

He touched his nose, and it was alright in the morning, but he felt a little unwell after he sneezed twice, and said in a muffled voice, "It's just that there is a powder...a sunspot, who gave me a rotten apple."

He didn't want to talk about this, so he picked his nails and decided to change the subject: "God, director Xu Huangshan came to me yesterday."

Si Yanan frowned, his gray-green eyes fixed on him: "What are you talking about?"

"Said he wanted me to act in his movie."

Also said that you are not allowed, let me not tell you.I said forget it, and then he called my agent, who kept asking me why why why...

Ming Chen added in his heart: "...Why can't you act?"

Si Yan'an lowered his head and pressed the lighter, and said in a cold tone after a while: "Then let's go to the show."

"Huh?" Ming Chen was taken aback.

"Go if you want, and ask me what I'm doing." Si Yan'an clicked his tongue and raised his head, Ming Chen felt an indescribable sense of distance.

Obviously it wasn't like this just now.

"No," Ming Chen panicked, "I mean, if you don't let me go, I won't go..."

"Why don't you go?" Si Yan'an interrupted him: "Who is Xu Huangshan? Cooperating with him is an opportunity that no one can ask for. Go."

"..." Ming Chen opened his mouth: "...I said I won't go."

"Why?" Si Yan'an glanced at him, and there was no emotion in his gray-green pupils.

"No reason."

"Then go." Si Yan'an said lightly.

Ming Chen suddenly felt very annoyed.

very annoyed.

The annoyance of wanting to lie flat and sleep.

He stood up stiffly, looked at Si Yan'an for a full minute, then turned and left.

"Ming Chen." Si Yan'an called him.

Ming Chen stepped out of the door with one foot, paused instinctively, and continued to walk outside.

"Come back!" Si Yan'an shouted again.

Ming Chen pretended not to hear, trotted out of the corridor, supported the wall to slow down for a while.

The heat wave on the playground was churning. He thought for a long time and still didn't go out. He turned his head and gritted his teeth and ran back.That's a male god!He ran 75 kilometers without being able to touch his hands, and now watching him for a second is cheap!Don't take advantage of the cheap bastard!

Rushing into the infirmary, Ming Chen yelled fiercely: "Why are you calling me!"

Si Yan'an's bandaged foot was half stuffed in the shoe, and he paused.

"Listen to me." Si Yanan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xu Huangshan himself is not a big problem, but his film is funded by Yangfan Investment, and the boss is Hou Wenchang, who holds more than 60.00% of the shares. This person has no bottom line in what he does. It’s hard to get rid of it. When you go to act in a group, you have to rely on director Xu without the corresponding capital, and it’s easy to be manipulated. Once something goes wrong, it’s more troublesome to quit midway, and the loss is even greater. So I don’t recommend you to accept it. Director Xu's movie."

Ming Chen was still angry just now, but was stunned by the overwhelming amount of information, and stood blankly, not knowing what to say.

"But opportunities are really rare. You can go back and discuss with your agent and weigh the pros and cons. You can choose to accept it or not, and you don't have to listen to me." Si Yanan said: "If your agent has doubts about Yangfan's investment, You can ask him to call me and I'll talk to him."

"..." Ming Chen stood still.

After Si Yanan finished speaking, he was silent for a while, then sighed, "Did it scare you?"

"kind of."

"I quit smoking. It's been a bit..." Si Yan'an squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "I can't control my emotions. I'm sorry."

Ming Chen realized that this was explaining to him, and was immediately flattered.

"Why do you want to quit smoking all of a sudden?"

"I don't smoke in the first place," Si Yan'an suddenly hissed. Just as he was in a hurry, he squeezed his foot hard and hurt it again: "It's all made in that shitty movie... Fuck, I'm really convinced."

Ming Chen gave him a hand so that he could put on his shoes: "Which one? The old town?"

"Well, after filming for a whole year, everyone is useless."

Mingchen silently swallowed the rainbow fart that was about to come out, with a serious expression: "No, it's still perfect!"

Si Yanan smiled.

"It's just... why did you still bring a lighter when you quit smoking?" Ming Chen couldn't help asking.

"I'm used to it." Si Yan'an put the lighter back.

"Will you want to smoke more after seeing it?" Ming Chen was at a loss.

"Yes." Si Yan'an said.

Ming Chen had a question mark in his head, could it be that he couldn't understand the hidden logic because he was illiterate?

Si Yanan suddenly took out the lighter again and threw it forward.

Ming Chen accepted it.

"Give it to you." Si Yan'an said, and snorted Ming Chen's head: "It's nothing special, I'll leave you a souvenir, let's use it to light candles."

He paused, a little helpless: "Take it as an apology gift to your friends."

***

"Yangfan Investment!" Sister Xi Shi was shocked: "I've never heard of any problems with it before!"

At noon the next day, Ming Chen sat in the company's conference room, lying on the table and giggling, his eyes fixed on the lighter: "Si Yan'an said it."

"How could it be? Isn't Shengshi Tangmen the lead investor of his family? Last year, they competed with the summer limited CP for a long time, and Chang Min almost became the top class!" Sister Xi Shi anxiously clutched her chest.

"Si Yan'an said it." Ming Chen said.

"Are you sure Director Xu is Yang Fan's investment? He really admired you on the phone, and we didn't ask him for this..." Sister Xi Shi tapped her fingertips on the table.

"Si Yan'an said it."

"Do you have a repeater?" Sister Xi Shi couldn't stand it anymore.

"Si Yan... no?" Ming Chen smiled.

Sister Xishi sulked at his little face that didn't seek to make progress but was so beautiful that it seemed that the earth was full of blessings in spring, and she couldn't bear to scold him.

"Forget it." She sighed: "You have performed very well recently... We don't want to make you fat, you are still young."

Ming Chen laughed: "Sister Xi Shi is also young, we are not in a hurry."

"Oh, you little rascal." Sister Xi Shi cursed with a smile: "Okay, take your time, take your time."

That being said, Sister Xi Shi still feels quite regretful about rejecting Xu Huangshan. Half a month has passed, and she still suddenly sighs inexplicably.

Sometimes Ming Chen also felt sorry.

The nature of his profession meant that he couldn't do things according to his preferences. In fact, he has always been a very obedient entertainer, and he would obediently do everything he arranged.

Only this time, even if it wasn't Si Yan'an who persuaded him to refuse, he would still consider it seriously.

Sister Xi Shi also knew the pros and cons of it, and she couldn't bear it in her heart. When the All-Star Games was released on Aicheng Video, Mingchen's trending searches continued, the artist index kept rising, and a bunch of invitations were soft... She immediately threw this crap movie away to the back of the head.

"Although they pinched it hard, the red is really red!" Sister Xi Shi quietly bought a navy to make the party grass popular on the screen: "It would be better if the marketing account was less tied to Si Yan'an..."

At this moment, Zhou Wandui's manager passed by the office door and protested loudly: "You're being a good boy even if you get it cheap! Has he paid back the fitness card that our stupid Zhou bought for him!?"

However, sister Xi Shi's good mood was ruined the next day.

Ming Chen only had work this afternoon, and slept late yesterday, when he received a call from Sister Xi Shi, his eyelids were as heavy as if they had been glued by 502.

He pressed the halfway point to poke the answer button, and heyed in a daze.

"Ming Chen," Sister Xi Shi's voice was suppressed, "that apple at your sports meeting was thrown by Liu Cha's fans. The internal strife over there exploded the chat history, and it got involved with you, and it's still arguing. Don't read Weibo today. .”

She gritted her teeth: "I'm so pissed off... This time I will definitely give him a hammer to the heart of the earth to eat shit."