Obsessive Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

The teapot made a clanging sound on the ground, and rolled on the ground a few times before it stopped moving.There were traces of tea water all over the ground.

What concerned everyone the most was the situation in Song Lizhou.

Song Lizhou sat in his seat without moving, but the expression on his face was shocked. He looked at the person who pushed the teapot away with his hands.Grabbing the opponent's hand, looking at the scalded and red back of the hand, he asked a little cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Yang Boxan withdrew his hand, smiling indifferently, "It's just a small injury, don't worry about it, it's fine if your face isn't burned, otherwise how would we shoot this scene?" He could feel the burning pain on the back of his hand, but This is indeed a small injury for him.

Some media took pictures of this scene, which can be used as a publicity report, and if it is well rendered, it may make people feel moved.

Soon Xiao Li brought the scald medicine and applied it to Yang Boxan, and the episode passed like this.Everyone went on to eat their own meals. The dinner was quiet, and no one walked around talking to each other.

Yang Boxan belongs to the kind of big-hearted person. When cooking, he has no other distractions and will not be disturbed by external factors. However, when picking up vegetables, he still feels a little pulling pain on the back of his right hand, which he doesn't care about.

After eating, today's ceremony will be completely over.

There are rooms for everyone in this hotel, so it is very convenient to go back to the room and rest.

When Yang Boxan opened the door with his room card, he was amazed by the meticulous arrangement of the hotel room. He fell on the soft bed and felt as if he wanted to be integrated into it.

His tired body told him that he didn't get a good night's sleep because he caught the plane too early in the morning, and now he needs a good night's sleep.

Xiao Li opened his suitcase, put his clothes in the closet, and muttered while packing: "The filming will officially start tomorrow, and the filming location is at a nearby police academy. I will call you in the morning. You should take care of yourself first." Rest." He closed the cabinet door and was about to say something else.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the person lying on the bed had fallen asleep, and his sleeping face was peaceful.

He sighed silently, took out another blanket from the closet and covered Yang Boxan, and then walked out of the room at a leisurely pace.

Yang Boxan had a dream. In the dream, he felt that he was standing on the podium, with countless medals hanging around his neck, and three trophies in his hands.He smiled and said to the microphone: Thank you everyone for giving me so many rewards. There are too many. I don’t know if the pawnshop will accept it.

The applause from the audience was thunderous and lasted for a long time, even a bit noisy.

Yang Boxan frowned and said, "Don't take pictures, don't take pictures, be quiet..." He woke up muttering like this, only to realize that it wasn't the applause in his dream that woke him up, but the ringing of the doorbell.

He rubbed his eyes, not knowing who would knock on his door at this time.He turned on the phone again to check the time, and found that it had been 3 hours since Yuemo had slept.

The doorbell rang again, and then he walked slowly towards the door with the dullness of just waking up. He even grabbed his hair on the way. A dull hair.

When the door was opened, the suit jacket outside the door was draped in the crook of the arm, the bow tie was taken off, and the two buttons of the white shirt were unbuttoned, revealing some delicate skin. Go." His gaze stayed on Yang Boxan's dull hair for two seconds, and he rubbed his fingertips twice.

Yang Baiyan hummed, his voice still a little hoarse, he probably knew what Song Lizhou had done by looking at Song Lizhou's appearance, "Did you just finish your work?"

Song Lizhou nodded and said: "I just finished my work, and I didn't intend to disturb your sleep. The main thing is to give you something." He handed a piece of burn ointment to Yang Baiyan.

Yang Baiyan looked puzzled, "Xiao Li has already given me the plaster, it's okay."

"This plaster is more effective, you'll know after you try it." Song Lizhou didn't say that this is the brand he asked his assistant to buy at the pharmacy.

Yang Baiyan was actually very grateful for this kindness, so he stopped declining and planned to reach out to take it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Lizhou shrank back the hand holding the thing, "Thank you just now, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't get hurt, just let me give you the medicine."

There seemed to be no problem, Yang Boxan let Song Lizhou into the room without any objection.

Yang Boxan sat cross-legged on the bed, supported his chin with one hand, and handed his right hand to Song Lizhou who was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed.

With a focused expression, Song Lizhou gently applied the ointment layer by layer with a cotton swab. This was the first time Yang Baiyan saw this.

He looked at Song Lizhou, and Song Lizhou looked at his hand.From this angle, he could just see Song Lizhou's beautifully curved collarbone faintly protruding from the collar of his shirt. This situation reminded him of his own view on choosing a mate.

He is tall and has long legs, with a thin layer of muscles. It is best to have a gentle personality and a good-looking smile.Song Lizhou seems to be in perfect agreement.

But the bad thing is that Song Lizhou is taller than him. If he is a little shorter, he can try to pursue him. After all, if he is taller than himself, he can't justify finding a wife.

Besides, Song Lizhou didn't seem to be interested in him, so it's better not to think about these things, it's impossible anyway.

Yang Baiyan moved his gaze down to the overlapping hands, Song Lizhou put his hand in the palm and applied the medicine carefully, and asked him, "Does it still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good, take the medicine well these few days, and it will get better soon." Song Lizhou let go of Yang Boyan's hand after finishing it, and put the ointment on Yang Boyan's cabinet, "If you forget me, come every day I can help you too."

There was a coolness on the back of Yang Boxan's hand. The effect of the medicine worked quickly. He grinned, his small white teeth were neat, "I will remember, thank you."

Song Lizhou took out a tissue box and wiped the ointment left on his fingers, and at the same time said to Yang Baiyan: "Tomorrow is your first official filming, so don't be nervous, just perform well."

"I'll pay attention. You should go back and rest quickly. You'll have to get up early tomorrow."

After Song Lizhou left, Yang Boxan patted his forehead, always feeling that the next filming life would not be too easy.

He thought that he hadn't taken a shower yet, so he put on his bathrobe and planned to take a shower, but when he inadvertently saw a thick layer of plaster on the back of his hand, his expression was a little tangled.

Finally, I took out the plastic wrap and wrapped it up.

This hand injury will actually involve the problem of wearing clothes, because the red marks on the back of the fair hand are still obvious.

The next day, with the help of a makeup artist, I chose to cover up with liquid foundation, and I had no choice but to use this method to prevent wearing out.

When he really put on the police uniform, stood in the huge school, surrounded by densely packed staff, and all the planes were aligned.

His heartbeat quickened, and he was a little excited.

The day finally came, his first play.