unscrupulous doctor

After the "celebrity" people finished their meal in an eerie silence, they went out together.The princess has already spoken to go to the sideshow, so don't all the big guys have to follow?Anyway, idle is idle, just take a walk after dinner.

According to the time after eating, it was about six or seven in the afternoon.A group of people left the restaurant and walked south. It is said that there is the most famous big stage in the capital.It can be regarded as the most original MSG, because it generally only invites more famous people or groups to perform.

This time, the juggling team was invited, and it is said that all of them possess special skills, and every time they perform, the audience can feel nervous and can't help but sweat for them.

The closer you get to that stage, the more people there are.When An Ran and his group were tens of meters away from the stage, they were already squeezed to the point of being unable to move.

"Why are there so many people, ah——Sister Ning'er, Brother An Ran, where are you?" The little princess, who had just recovered from a serious illness, had already been squeezed to and fro, and the others were almost dispersed by the crowd.

An Ran heard Gu Lingchen's cry, and thought that she had just recovered from her illness, and her body was in a weak state.With so many people at this moment, let alone her, even she might be pushed down.This kind of situation is the best place for stampede accidents, whether it is now or in the previous life. Once you fall to the ground, the stepping fracture is considered light.

So An Ran simply grabbed Gu Lingchen's hand and said, "Hold on tight, don't let go, just wait until the front is fine. Follow closely now, do you hear me?"

After all, she was a patient healed by herself, and everyone got along very happily during this time, An Ran really treated her like her own sister.

But having said that, this was the first time An Ran came here to hold someone's hand, and found that it was indeed the hand of a princess, as soon as she touched it, she knew it was pampered since she was a child.It feels very smooth and soft to the touch, and you can also feel the slender and delicate fingers, not to mention the calluses.Just holding it like this is very comfortable.

But comfort is comfort, after shouting for a long time, An Ran found that Gu Lingchen didn't pay attention to herself at all.

Eh?This little girl is getting more and more arrogant, I'm helping you anyway, who wants to watch the juggling, you don't even answer when I talk to you.

"I said you—" An Ran turned her head, with a very unhappy expression, she was about to reprimand her, and tell her the principles of being a human being by the way.But people like An Ran are not very successful in their own lives, and even a dog can't spit out any ivory.

But this time she turned around, let alone ivory, she didn't even spit out dog teeth... she swallowed them all.

Because she found out that it wasn't Gu Lingchen she was pulling, but Zhang Yuning! ! !

So halfway through her words, she was like a chicken being strangled by the neck. She was speechless for a long time, and her face became red like a thermometer, from her neck to the top of her head.If someone came up to slap her at this moment, they would find that her face was stiff.

The eyes of the two people just looked at each other, Zhang Yuning didn't react at all, but just looked at An Ran with that kind of freezing eyes as before, and An Ran... looked at her hands, looked at her face ; Look at the hands, look at the face; look at the hands...

Then he turned his head back and said, "Then what...don't get lost..."

After thinking about it for a long time, An Ran finally chose a wise way: pretend to be stupid.

"Hmm." An Ran, who was holding hands and walking forward, suddenly heard a thick nasal voice that seemed to drift inadvertently in her ears, obviously coming from the owner of the hands she was holding!

The others quickly evacuated when the two held hands together.

This is a truth that everyone understands: if you are at the scene of the crime when the murderer commits the crime, and unfortunately let him know of your existence, then you basically have to be silenced.

This is the same reason.When the two of you held hands just now, if anyone was beside you and shouted in surprise: "An Ran, you are holding hands by mistake, she is Zhang Yuning!"

So it doesn't matter if the two hold hands or not.Anyone who understands in their hearts knows that An Ran will definitely die in revenge in the future.So everyone retreated in a tacit understanding. Although everyone was dispersed by the crowd, they still took a few steps outside to stay away from the scene of the incident as much as possible.

Only Gu Lingchen was dragged out by Gu Shengli. After all, this innocent little girl is only focused on acting. Who cares if you hold hands or not.But once An Ran's words came out, Gu Lingchen couldn't help it. What if the little girl said: "Brother An Ran, I'm here!"

Hehe, all the victories of the third prince in this life may end here.

An Ran was very excited at this time, very excited.Not only did she successfully pull her hand, but the other party was very cooperative and did not resist. How she wished that this road would go on like this, but it is a pity that good times are always short-lived.

After a while, An Ran brought Zhang Yuning to the place near the front. Although there was no place to sit, she could still see clearly.

"Just here, can you see it?" An Ran stopped, turned her head and said to Zhang Yuning.

"Well, I can see clearly."

"Haha, that's good. I also think it's not bad here. I think you should be able to see it. After all, this place is facing the stage, although it's not very close..."

"Hands loose."

Before An Ran could finish speaking, she heard Zhang Yuning give an order.Well, the bullshit trick failed.Originally, An Ran was planning to publish a long speech by herself, and then took the opportunity to hold on for a while, but who knew that her hopes were dashed before she even said a few words.

Reluctantly, he could only let go of his hand unwillingly, and gave a dry laugh: "Well... sorry... I took a good position and forgot..."

Zhang Yuning withdrew her hand, glanced at her and didn't make a sound.Without getting an answer, An Ran could only turn her head to the stage, waiting for the performance to start.

At this time, other people also tried their best to squeeze in, after all, this position is not bad.

"How is it? Did you seize the opportunity? The teacher just made a divination for you and signed it!" Bai Ming smiled wretchedly as soon as he came over.

"What kind of opportunity, what kind of meeting? Don't think wrongly, we are a very pure comrade, helping each other in times of trouble. Don't compare me with you." An Ran was just at the time when he was unwilling, and Bai Ming came to him. Reluctantly bumping into the muzzle of the gun, he also boasted that he had made a divination, so he was very lucky to bear An Ran's anger.

"Tch, only unsuccessful people use pure relationship as an excuse. Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"If you don't believe me, let's do divination. Did I almost get my beard ripped off just now? There is also mood divination... Only after eating too much sweet-scented osmanthus cake will I believe your nonsense." An Ran curled her lips, obviously at his words There was no answer to that remark, so he quickly changed the subject.

While the two were chatting, the juggling performance began.

Two people came out on stage, one of them was a middle-aged man in his 30s, and the other looked younger, in his twenties.

The middle-aged man lifted up a large stone slab, the length of which was just enough to cover a person's neck to stomach. In order to prove that the slate was real, he lifted the slate and smashed it on the ground, and a white mark was instantly smashed on the ground. Everyone also believed that this was a real big stone slab, not a prop.

An Ran knew that they were going to perform a show just by looking at this posture. Isn't this the legendary boulder in the chest?

Escape the two magic weapons of the sports meeting: crushing boulders on the chest and stepping on light bulbs.

I remember when I was in school, the teacher asked everyone to fill in the sports they were good at. Some people persuaded them not to fill in the running or something, because this thing is linked to the sports meeting. Whether you have to go or not, you have to go. A registration form is the same as filling out a deed of prostitution.

So for a while, the two stunts of "breaking a big rock in the chest" and "stepping on a light bulb" seemed to come out of the mother's womb. I wish everyone could know it.

But An Ran didn't, she was an honest child, so what she wrote was - throwing cow dung.Yes, it is throwing cow dung, which is actually the same thing as throwing lead cakes, except that the object is cow dung.

I don't think anyone will let her participate in sports after seeing her specialty. If you really want her to keep this thing, it will be no different from dropping an atomic bomb in school.Not to mention performances or something, anyway, I can't find anyone who wants to see it for the time being.

Thinking of this, An Ran couldn't help but want to laugh, how long ago it happened, An Ran can't remember.Thinking about it now, it seems to be a very long time ago, as if it was a matter of a previous life.

When An Ran was wandering in his thoughts, the young man's hammer had already been dropped, and the stone slab on the middle-aged man's body was cracked, and the expressions of the audience around him were also tense, which really caught the audience's mood very well.

But An Ran didn't have much interest. It was like watching magic. Before she knew the secret of magic, she thought it was very mysterious, but after knowing it, she felt very boring.

In fact, this kind of kung fu of "crushing big stones in the chest" is not for everyone, but it is not difficult to practice it.The hardness of the hammer is stronger than that of the stone slab, and when the hammer hits down, the point of force is small, resulting in a strong pressure, and because the stone slab and the human body have a wide contact surface, the final force that the body actually bears is actually Not a lot.It looks like the entire slate is pressed against the body, as if it hurts to hammer it down, but in fact this is a means of protection.

Looking at the surprised expressions of the people around her, An Ran would not be too materialistic to puncture it, and it's okay to relax like this once in a while.

After this seemingly thrilling performance, of course there was a flood of applause.

The following program is also very common on TV in the previous life: shooting darts.That is to say, let A blindfold, let B put something on his head, and then A shoots it with a dart.

An Ran thinks that this kind of technique still needs to be practiced hard, and once practiced, it is indeed quite entertaining, but the danger is directly proportional to it.In her previous life, An Ran had seen many similar performances on TV. Leaving aside the fact that her own level was true or false, the stage layout, performers' appearance, and the atmosphere of the scene were all much better than now.So although An Ran was watching, but not so intently, her gaze would wander to other places from time to time.

At this time, the atmosphere on the stage was already very tense, because the shooter had already covered his eyes and raised the knife, and standing opposite him was a little girl who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old. He was holding a watermelon above his head with both hands, and his eyes revealed a trace of tension.

At the moment when everyone was holding their breaths and concentrating, the shooter on the opposite side had already swung his wrist and shot the throwing knife, and the tip of the knife flew straight towards the girl, and many of the less timid people even closed their eyes.

Unexpectedly, a sudden accident happened. I saw a little boy rushing out from the back door of the stage. He looked about eight or nine years old. His face was blank, but it was only for a moment. However, I am already in the momentum of rushing forward, and it is difficult to turn back at this time.

No matter whether it is on stage or off stage, no one can react at that time. After all, they were watching the performance a second ago. Suddenly, everyone's thinking is still in a short period of blankness. God's time is long gone, and by that time, the boy may have already been pierced through the head by a flying knife.

"Dong'er—!!"