Your brain just broke!

Witnessed the scene of the male protagonist’s death with his own eyes, no one around said anything, the air was so eerily silent, Xiao Changwu, the culprit who asked Lu Liancha a question just now, froze in place, seeing that no one noticed him, he took a few steps back and quietly Ran.

It was also the first time for Mu Ran to encounter such a situation. What he said just now to smooth things over didn't seem to have any effect, and he didn't know what to say or what to do now.

He could only watch as Lu Liancha opened his mouth, and after a while, he made a soft voice like a mosquito: "I, I am in a hurry to pee, so I need to pee."

As soon as the words fell, he turned his head and ran, at such a high speed, that he disappeared from the sight of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Xi Tong sat on the chair numbly, not wanting to say a word.

He never thought that Lu Liancha was just a simple idiot.

"I, I'll go and notify the production team first." Xiao Ji left a word and ran away in a hurry.

From the original group of people, only Mu Ran, Xi Tong and Fan Pai remained.

Mu Ran lowered her eyes, looking at the last cup of milk tea left on the table.

Seeing that neither Xi Tong nor Fan Pai wanted to drink, he picked it up obligingly, and walked towards the dim sum table a few meters away while drinking.

After drinking two cups of milk tea, Mu Ran was in a good mood, her steps were much lighter when she walked, her braid dangling from her shoulders.

Fan Pai narrowed his eyes and stared at his back for a while, then followed.

The dessert table is in a corner of the studio, in the form of a buffet, and there is a full table.

When Mu Ran went to eat, no one was there, so he simply moved a small bench and sat down to eat.

Just after eating a plate of biscuits, the phone vibrated, and Xie Zeyao's call popped up.

"What time do you finish work today?"

Mu Ran: "There is still a scene, around three o'clock."

"I'll pick you up later and go to the hospital." Xie Zeyao said.

Mu Ran wondered, "I don't need physical therapy today."

"It's not physiotherapy," Xie Zeyao explained, "A brain specialist has returned to China, and he will be consulted at Langfeng for the time being."

Mu Ran let out a groan, and caught a glimpse of a huge black shadow approaching from the corner of his eye, and said to Xie Zeyao, "See you later, I'll hang up first."

"Mu Ran."

Mu Ran tilted her head, facing a plump and greasy face.

He turned sideways, opening the distance between the two of them.

Fan Pai leaned on the dessert table with one hand, stared into Mu Ran's eyes, and said, "I accidentally heard you call, is it because the previous injury hasn't healed yet? I still need to go to the hospital for reexamination?"

Mu Ran picked up a biscuit and ignored him.

Fan Pai smiled, didn't care, and continued: "Speaking of which, I haven't officially thanked you for saving our Lian Cha."

"If it weren't for you, we might have been ruined by that prop."

"I have to treat you to a good meal."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Mu Ran closely: "What do you think of Hao Chi Xuan?"

Mu Ran paused, it was the restaurant he ate with Xie Zeyao two days ago.

Hao Chi Xuan is located in the center of the city. The shop and chef are very famous. The number of tables is limited every day, and reservations need to be made several months in advance to get a seat.

Mu Ran swallowed the biscuit, finished the milk tea in two or three mouthfuls, and said slowly: "You can't book a seat."

Hearing this, Fan Pai was very sure that the man with pigtails he saw at Hao Chi Xuan a few days ago was Mu Ran.

There was another person beside him at that time, the two were very close, their movements were ambiguous...

Fan Pai looked Mu Ran up and down. Although he was wearing high-end clothes, the only accessories on his body were the silver chain hanging around his neck, and he didn't even wear a watch.

No car, no watch, what kind of rich second generation?

Thinking about it, Fan Pai smiled knowingly, it seems that Mu Ran is a little rabbit pretending to be a rich second generation.

He took out a business card, put it on the table, and said to Muran: "This is my phone number, you can also find me on WeChat, we have already added friends."

"That Fan is me. a"

Fan Pai said suggestively: "If you have any needs, you can contact me at any time."

Mu Ran lowered his head, looked at the business card on the corner of the table, and wondered: "What needs?"

Fan Pai said euphemistically: "All kinds of needs, both men and women are fine."

Mu Ran glanced at him, remembering that Xi Tong said that this man was a well-known pimp.

Mu Ran asked curiously, "You must know all kinds of people, right?"

"Of course." Fan Pai nodded, thinking to himself, this guy Mu Ran looks quiet, and he is quite good.

Mu Ran thought for a while, then asked again: "Then do you know anyone in the medical field?"

"The kind of authoritative doctor and professor is preferably an all-round doctor who can treat both mental illness and physiology."

Fan Pai has been in the pimping industry for many years, and this is the first time someone has made such a request to him.

If Mu Ran was ill, there would be no benefactor who would take a fancy to him...

Fan Pai pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Is your...is sick?"

Mu Ran didn't nod his head, he felt that compared with people like Fan Pai, Xie Zeyao's condition is not considered sick, at least he didn't harm others.

"It's just a little unhealthy," he said slowly.

Fan Pai smiled in his heart, it seems that he is a newcomer, and he doesn't know that some people have hobbies.

He squinted his eyes and said tentatively, "Then shall I change it for you?"

"No need," Mu Ran shook his head, rectifying Xie Zeyao's name, "He's fine."

To Fan Pai, this had a different meaning.

Very good, presumably someone with power and money.

Otherwise, how can an unknown [-]th-line actor be directly a guest of a popular variety show?

Fan Pai looked at Mu Ran's face again. If this face is in his hands, it must be very popular, and the red border is just around the corner.

In order to win over Mu Ran, Fan Pai patted his chest and promised: "I'll find you a doctor right away."

"I promise to notify you as soon as I have any news. Of course, if you change your mind, please remember to contact me at any time."

Mu Ran nodded perfunctorily.

Fan Pai was immersed in joy, completely unaware of Mu Ran's perfunctory.

He happily walked into the men's room and knocked on the door: "Lian tea."

An almost broken voice came from the innermost compartment: "What are you doing!"

Fan Pai said earnestly, "You still have to learn from Mu Ran."

"When you go to record a reality show, remember to talk more with people and gain experience..."

"Ahhhh!!!"

Lu Liancha screamed: "You still mention Muran!!"

"I'm so ashamed! I'm so ashamed!!"

"I want to escape from this planet!!"

On the other side, Mu Ran took a plate of snacks and walked up to Xi Tong: "Neng, do you want to eat?"

Xi Tong turned his head slowly, met Mu Ran's eyes, and sighed: "I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."

Mu Ran wondered, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered my ex-boyfriend."

Xi Tong scratched his hair irritably, grabbed Mu Ran's sleeve, and asked, "Do you remember? The one with gossip abs."

"Which one?" Mu Ran blinked blankly, gossip abs are the hard condition for Xi Tong to find 1.

Xi Tong quickly said, "That's the man!"

Mu Ran thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "You have raised too many fish."

"...That's what's called, what," Xi Tong paused, he couldn't remember the name of his ex-boyfriend three years ago, "Forget it, don't talk about him, it's bad luck."

Mu Ran nodded and held up the cookie plate: "Do you want to eat?"

Xi Tong took the plate and put it aside: "Let's eat later, first tell me what the dog Fan sent to you just now?"

Mu Ran told the truth: "Give me my business card, and let me find him if I need it."

"Fucking bastard," Xi Tong scolded, and immediately asked Mu Ran, "Did you slam your business card in his face? Did you scold him?"

Mu Ran shook her head: "I asked him to help me find a doctor."

Xi Tong's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly soared: "What?! Didn't I tell you that bitch is..."

Seeing someone not far away looking over, he realized that his volume was too high, and quickly lowered his voice and said, "That bitch is a pimp!"

"Have you forgotten? Pimping means..."

Mu Ran interrupted: "I remember, I know."

Xi Tong: "Then why do you still ask him to find a doctor!"

"He looks like..."

Mu Ran recalled Fan Pai's words, organized his words, and said slowly: "It seems that he really wants me to arrange something for him to do."

Xi Tong: "..."