After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

Forget it, let's make do with it.

Chu Guannan was silent for a long time, and waved to An Rao: "Rao Rao, come here."

"Can you stop calling me like a dog." An Rao clapped his hands to break the snow, picked up the kitten and walked over, "Is it cold? Why don't you go up?"

Chu Guannan took his hand, took off the warm gloves and put them on for him: "No, I have some urgent matters to deal with today, the production team needs to ask for a day off, I will take you there in the afternoon, you can film well .”

"What's the matter?" An Rao asked casually.

"A little personal matter."

"Private matters..."

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing."

An Rao doesn't really like to inquire about other people's private affairs. Even a partner should leave enough personal space for each other. This is the most comfortable way to get along with him.

"Go." He yawned, "I'm sleepy, let's catch up on sleep."

He made a strange movement - touched the back of Chu Guannan's neck.

There was an instant chill.

Chu Guannan touched the back of his neck and took out a handful of snow.

The heavy snow didn't stop until noon, and the whole city was covered in snow. Looking around, Mubai was completely covered.

Because of the sudden heavy snow, vehicles dare not drive fast, and can only move forward at a slow speed. When encountering an intersection with long red lights and short green lights, it takes half an hour at every turn.

The temperature inside the car is very high, which can easily make people feel sleepy.

An Rao sat in the co-pilot and yawned.

Chu Guannan casually lowered the temperature a little, leaned over and pushed down the wind blades in front of An Rao, so as not to blow directly on him.

"Wait for me to pick you up on the set after today's end. The reserved restaurant is at seven o'clock. It's really boring to let Qing Yuan talk to you." Chu Guannan reminded, like a child who went to kindergarten on the first day.

Before An Rao got out of the car, he still reminded him: "Drink plenty of water, and don't blow the fan on your face."

"Understood, you can go about your own business with peace of mind."

"Wait a minute." Chu Guannan called to stop him.

An Rao turned his head and saw him poking his head out of the car window.

Instantly understood what he meant.

A light kiss was printed on the cheek: "Is it all right?"

"Well, have a good time filming."

Chu Guannan watched An Rao enter the set and then drove away.

The car drove slowly across the Dujiang Bridge. After driving for a long time, the sign of "Experimental Middle School" appeared in sight.

It was the final exam week recently, and there were not many students on the campus even during the recess, and the snow-covered campus seemed deserted.

The doorman was the one he met last time. When he saw Chu Guannan, he let out another rainbow fart, and asked, "Why are you here again today? Come to visit Teacher Yu again? I have to say, this year is so important to you." There are not many people who are sympathetic.”

"No, I'm here today to find the principal."

The doorman was taken aback.

Looking for the principal?why?Is the big star coming to give benefits to the school?

Without further ado, the uncle called the principal's office and said that an artist named Chu Guannan wanted to meet him.

The principal is also in a daze, star?Why are you looking for him?

But in line with the concept of "he can't come to harm me", the principal warmly received Chu Guannan.

Chu Guannan didn't have time to brag about business with him, so he cut straight to the point: "I have a heartless request, can you let me see the files of all the teachers from five years ago."

The principal frowned: "These are personal secrets, and will not be disclosed to the public unless there are special circumstances."

"Then I only look at one, that is, the teacher who left school and resigned five years ago. He should be around 27 or [-] years old at the time."

The principal of the key middle school is naturally not a vegetarian, and his legs turned up: "If you don't explain the reason, I am sorry that I cannot meet your request."

Chu Guannan raised his eyes, his eyes were dark, even in the face of the principal who was a deputy provincial cadre, he was still arrogant.

The headmaster looked into his eyes and felt a strong sense of oppression inexplicably, and he was a little out of breath.

"I want to know what is the relationship between the student who jumped off the building in your school five years ago and this teacher who left suddenly."

"Students Who Jumped From Buildings".

Dead Memories suddenly jumped up and attacked the principal.

Thinking about it now, I still feel scared. Because of this incident, I almost faced the risk of being dismissed.

Of course, the school knew that the child committed suicide out of love, but he dared not say that to the outside world, as it would have an extremely bad impact on the school's reputation, so what he said to the Education Bureau who came down to investigate was:

It may be that the child is under too much pressure in his third year of high school, and his grades have dropped a bit recently.

As for the student who caused him to jump off the building, it is said that he has become a star now and is still flourishing in the entertainment industry.

Now that his fame is rising, the headmaster can't have a good dream every night, for fear that he will use his influence to reveal the truth of this matter.They will also participate in the selection of the top ten middle schools in the country this year, and they cannot lose the chain at such an important juncture.

Especially, myself, at the beginning, threatened him with the secret of transferring schools.

This is entirely for the future development of the school.

He may not be a qualified principal, but he is definitely a qualified politician.

"Mr. Chu, it's like this." The principal smiled slightly, and his heart was strong enough to handle it with ease. "This matter has been investigated by the police station and the Education Bureau, and it has been concluded. There is really no need to bring it up again."

The principal obviously didn't want to tell him the truth, Chu Guannan knew that even if he forced it, there would be no result.

He stood up: "If the principal feels that it is difficult to explain clearly, I will post the information on the Internet, and ask all those involved in the past to have a good chat."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Chu Guannan's mouth: "I don't mind asking every student about the situation, I have plenty of time."

The principal almost sprayed old blood on the ceiling.

If he really chased so many people, wouldn't the city be full of trouble? !

Doesn't the whole world have to know about this?

No wonder others say that those who can make a place in the entertainment circle must not be underestimated, there is no one who is good at it!Without that ruthlessness, how can you step on others to climb up.

The principal let out a long sigh: "I see, don't continue to expand the situation on the Internet, isn't it just the teacher's file, I'll find it for you."

Chu Guannan sat back, stretched out his hand, and made a "please" gesture.

Reluctantly, the headmaster struggled with foreign work, and spent a long time digging in the archives room before digging out the teacher's files five years ago from the bottom.

Only one teacher left him that year, so it was easy to find.

The dusty file bag was placed on the glass tea table, raising dust all over the sky.

Chu Guannan immediately took the portfolio and opened it.

When he saw the teacher's name, his pupils constricted suddenly.

Is it... a coincidence?

In an instant, many small fragments flashed across my mind like a revolving lantern.

An Rao, who never drank tea, somehow boiled water and found the tea bucket;

The drama director told Director Ding that there was a problem with an employee's certificate;

And, the prop master who never took off his hat and mask in the crew.

The chill spread down the back, and Chu Guannan's hand holding the file couldn't help shaking.

He put down the file, and ran out of the office quickly under the principal's puzzled gaze.

It was difficult for a car to move in the snow, and Chu Guannan's car was stuck under the bridge.

Distraught, he took out his mobile phone to call An Rao, but no one answered after ringing for a long time.

Called Ding Xi again, but still no one answered.

A dull pain in the heart.

Today, An Rao shouldn't be left alone.

The heart swelled to burst.

On the other side, the crew of "Xicheng Jue".

Both Ding Xi and An Rao's phones were turned on silent by coincidence, and no one noticed Chu Guannan's call.

The scene that An Rao is going to film today is a scene of breaking and entering, which is the scene in the book where Lin Jingxi was injured and unconscious when the original main cannon fodder manipulated the wire.

Director Ding was busy talking about the play to the actors.

An Rao raised his hand and touched his chest.

It's a little strange, I feel a strong anxiety in my heart, and I always feel that something is going to happen.

He looked at several prop masters.

The fully armed female prop master is carefully checking the wire rope.

Seeing that An Rao was a little absent-minded, Jiang Zhaoli at the side nudged him with his elbow and asked softly, "What's the matter."

An Rao shook his head and made a "shh" gesture to signal him to be quiet.

After talking about the play, all the preparations have been completed on the prop master's side.

This scene is a fight between the guards and the Baolong tribe next to the emperor. One of the scenes requires An Rao to fly down from a height of several meters with a wire hanging from him, smash open the wooden door in front of him with his body, and then break the glazed screen inside the house.

The wooden door is made of plastic foam KT board, and the glass is made of maltose, which will not cause any harm to people.

The prop master came to tie the wire rope for An Rao, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this rope strong?"

"It's absolutely solid, we've tried it several times, don't worry." The prop master promised.

After tying up the wire, An Rao was slowly lifted into the air.

He looked at the gradually shrinking crowd on the ground, and his heart beat twice.

Everyone was watching him, and the prop master had laid a safety air cushion underneath in advance.

Is it because I think too much.

He took a deep breath and calmed down.

With the knock on the slate, he made a posture of drawing his sword and diving.

The wire rope was drawn very quickly, and in just a few seconds, An Rao landed smoothly, smashing the KT wooden door in front of him.

He was slightly relieved in his heart.

Next, just use the sword to split the glazed door made of maltose to complete the whole action.

After landing, the shot only shot the upper body, the lower body was standing on the skateboard, and several prop masters pushed the skateboard to push An Rao forward.

After pushing to the white line drawn in advance, the prop masters need to let go, pull down the handbrake on the skateboard, and rely on the skateboard to drive the rest of the distance forward.

There are many handles on the sliding board. In addition to the handbrake, there are also handles that increase the sliding force and reduce friction.

The eyes of the female prop master wearing a hat were covered by plain glasses, so she couldn't see any expressions clearly.

When they got to the white line, the other prop masters just let go under the slogan of the field manager.

"OK, pull the handbrake." The production manager reminded.

The woman touched the handbrake, but her fingers moved forward strangely, and she pressed the speed-increasing handle hard.

As soon as he reached the white line, An Rao felt a huge thrust. Due to inertia, his body suddenly became unstable and he knelt down on the sliding board.

The speed is very fast, and the surrounding scenes flash past blurry.

"Stop!" The drama manager noticed that the speed was wrong, and immediately ran forward.

"Gulu Gulu." The tires spun wildly and drove towards the glass screen!

"Stop, stop!" The production manager hurriedly shouted to other staff members to follow, but they seemed to be moving a bit slower.

The front end of the skateboard slammed into the glass screen.

"Whoa-"

The crisp and piercing sound of glass shattering resounded through the studio.

When An Rao came to his senses, he was about to jump down, but the sharp corner of the skateboard smashed the glass screen.

In an instant, glass shards flew in all directions like an explosion, passing An Rao's face one by one.

Pierced the cheek and tore the clothes.

The skating board finally stopped, An Rao felt blood red in front of his eyes, and then, heart-wrenching pains came from all over his body, and then he lost his strength and fell heavily on the debris on the ground.

"Fuck!" Ding Xi stood up abruptly, "What's going on?!"

The woman in the hat looked at everything in front of her eyes, the corners of her lips hidden behind the mask curled up in satisfaction.

Immediately, she lowered the brim of her hat and left the studio in chaos.

Everyone rushed forward to check the situation, Jiang Zhaoli and Ding Xi carefully helped An Rao up.

An Rao clutched his distressed palm, blood crazily overflowed from his fingers, and the white costume lining around his neck was dyed bright red.

"Hurry up and call an ambulance!" Ding Xi waved to the queen doctor of the crew: "No no stop the bleeding first!"

"Director! This is real glass!" A stage manager who was busy checking the props screamed out, his voice changed in fright.

As soon as these words came out, several prop masters dared not speak out.

Real glass? !

How can it be!This glazed screen was obviously made by them themselves, how could it be turned into glass!

Suddenly, I remembered that when I was moving the screen from the prop room, the new female prop master said:

"Go and check other props, I'll take care of this one."

At that time, they joked, "Can you do it as a woman?"

How did she say it.

"Don't underestimate women."

Don't underestimate women.

Thinking hard.

grass!What about her!

Looking around the crowd, there is nowhere is she in the huge studio!

The doctor checked An Rao's wound and shook his head: "No, we should send him to the doctor first. There are too many broken glass in the wound, and I can't handle it by myself."

An Rao's consciousness was a little fuzzy at this time, he looked at the bloody palm, and couldn't even feel pain or numbness.

He looked weakly at the crowd, trying to find the mysterious woman.

But she seemed to have never been there, erasing all traces of her existence.

on the bridge.

Chu Guannan was still stuck at the end of the bridge, he lost his patience, opened the car door and called the towing company, while he stepped on the snow all over the ground and rushed towards the studio.

The cold air melted into the lungs, and the severed internal organs were excruciatingly painful.

After running for an unknown amount of time, he saw an ambulance galloping towards the studio.

Breathing suddenly became sluggish, and my head felt as if it was filled with lead, it hurt, and I couldn't figure out anything.

Exhausting his last bit of strength, he ran into the gate of Huacai, and saw a bunch of staff running out in a hurry from a distance.

In the middle is Jiang Zhaoli's figure that cannot be concealed.

And in his arms, it seemed that he was still holding someone.

An Rao, whose clothes were soaked in blood, was so weak that he could only breathe.

At that moment, what came to Chu Guannan's heart was not anger, but fear.

It's like someone is manipulating the world, no matter how you avoid it, everything happens unstoppably.

Chu Guannan ran over, the staff didn't have time to explain to him, Jiang Zhaoli was also holding An Rao and running to the ambulance at the fastest speed.

At this time, An Rao's mobile phone left in the studio received a text message from an unknown number:

[I said it, let you think clearly, otherwise, this is the result. ^_^】

hospital.

The lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor opened the door and walked out.

"Doctor, how are you?" Chu Guannan, who had been waiting for more than three hours, was on the verge of collapse. When he saw the doctor, it was like seeing the last straw.

"All the broken glass from the wounded has been taken out. Fortunately, the wound is not too deep, the bleeding has stopped, and probably there will be no scars, and it is not life-threatening. You can go in and visit the wounded, but keep quiet. He needs to rest now. "

Chu Guannan hurriedly thanked him and stepped into the operating room.

Ding Xi, Jiang Zhaoli, Yin Qingyuan and the others behind him also wanted to go in to see the situation, but they finally stopped in consideration of Chu Guannan's mood.

In the quiet operating room, several nurses were busy packing up the surgical equipment. An Rao was lying on the hospital bed. The anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, and he was still sleeping peacefully, covered in bandages.

Chu Guannan gently sat down beside him, his eyes, which were as red as beasts, were deliberately covered with his hands.

If An Rao woke up and saw himself like this, he would definitely be scared.

He used all his strength to hold back his tears, sucked his nose, and gently stroked this sleeping face.

There were also a few scratches on his face, as if he had been given anesthesia, his face was pale from the pain, and his red lips had completely lost their color.

How painful it must be for such a thin person to have hundreds of pieces of glass pierced all over his body.

Why did I want to explore that so-called secret today.

So, what if you know the truth.

Will it change the ending?

"Chu Guannan..." Suddenly, there was a faint sound from the hospital bed.

Chu Guannan immediately raised his head.

An Rao woke up at some point, his whole face was so pale that only the color of his pupils remained.

With eyes as shallow as smoke crystals, the first thing he does after waking up is to look at the person he wants to see with all his strength.

Chu Guannan carefully held his hand, seeing that he frowned in pain, he quickly let go.

"I had a very strange dream." An Rao slowly raised his hand, looking at his bandaged hand.

Like, isn't it a dream?

The strength of the anesthetic faded away little by little, and he thought obsessively about what happened before, and only then did he recall why he was mummified and sent to the hospital.

correct!that woman!

An Rao was anxious to get up, but a sharp pain hit him, and he fell back sick.

With this movement, there is no place in the whole body that is not painful.

"Lie down first." Chu Guannan quickly supported him.

"Someone wants to harm me." An Rao frowned, "It might even harm you."

Chu Guannan clenched his fingers tightly.

It would be fine if that person hurt himself.

In this way, An Rao will not be in pain, and he will not have to suffer this kind of crime.

As for who wanted to harm him, when he saw the teacher's file, he already had a definite answer in his heart.

Name on file:

Shen Yi.

He and the student who jumped off the building were cousins.

The parents of the two families died in an accident during an outing, and Shen Yi took his 17-year-old brother to depend on each other.

Age, life experience, all matched.

And when he and An Rao were negotiating a marriage contract on the set, only Shen Yi overheard it.

Perhaps because he was dissatisfied with An Rao for sending Lin Jingxi to prison, he launched a crazily revenge.

So the tea bucket that appeared at home that day was proof that my father had been there.

The only one who knows the location of his home is his father.

The only one who can make An Rao pour tea respectfully is his father.

His father and Lin Jingxi's family are family friends, and he knows about it.

It's not a day or two for his father to be ruthless. He can even frame his wife, and human life is nothing to him.

It's just that An Rao kept silent about this matter, perhaps because he was afraid that he would feel embarrassed between loyalty and filial piety.

Chu Guannan's nose felt sour, and his eye sockets gradually turned red.

Can this stupid kid stop thinking about others.

"Husband?" Seeing that Chu Guannan was lost in thought, An Rao called him.

Chu Guannan came back to his senses, helped An Rao tuck the corner of the quilt, kissed his forehead lightly, and put on a smile with great effort:

"Sleep a little longer? It won't hurt when you wake up."

An Rao nodded drowsily.

"Tell me, will I have a scar? I don't want to have a scar." He muttered in a daze.

"No, I will find the best doctor to help you treat it, even if there are scars, it is still a beautiful mark." Chu Guannan chuckled, "As beautiful as you."

An Rao let out a nasty laugh.

He turned over slightly, facing Chu Guannan and reaching out to him: "I want my husband to sleep with me."

"When you recover from your injury, you are in too much pain now, right?" Chu Guannan's voice was very soft, as if he wanted to touch it carefully but dared not.

An Rao pulled the gauze on his hand twice, and stretched out five healthy fingers in front of him.

The eyelashes were curved, and a smile climbed into the eyes, soaking in the wet light: "Then hold your fingers, it's okay."

Chu Guannan's Adam's apple slid up and down, without any immediate response.

He was afraid that An Rao would be sad if he changed his tone of voice.

After calming down a bit, he stretched out his hand to gently hold An Rao's fingers, and kissed every inch of skin reverently.

"it is good."

Consciousness was a little fuzzy, An Rao closed his eyes again.

There was the sound of steady breathing, and he fell asleep.

But even in his sleep, he still stubbornly grabbed Chu Guannan's hand.

Until this time, tears rolled down Chu Guannan's cheeks, and the dark trousers were wetted to a darker color.

It hurts.

Inside the police station.

Yin Qingyuan was still wiping away tears. When the police asked her something, she was so choked up that she couldn't say a word.

"So you mean that the newly recruited female employee's ID is fake?" The policeman frowned and looked at Ding Xi, "Why didn't we check this kind of thing in advance."

Ding Xi sighed: "You said that she took a fake ID card, and it was so realistic. If it wasn't for the fact that she was questioned when she paid five social insurances and one housing fund, no one of us would be able to see it. I haven't had time to make up the due date, so I'll let her stay for now."

The policeman tapped the table with his finger, looking at the copy of the fake certificate provided by Ding Xi.

"Is the appearance of the woman above the same as her?"

Ding Xi nodded: "I saw him once when I came for the interview, it's a person."

"That's easy to say." The police scanned the copy into the computer and compared it against the ID card database for facial recognition.

After a long while, his expression became more serious: "The person is also fake. The person on the ID photo is an ordinary Internet celebrity model from other provinces. She has no record of going out of the province in the past two days, so I suspect that she should have stolen the online photos. I made up...then what, imitation makeup?"

Ding Xi was shocked: "So she came prepared?!"

The policeman nodded: "When the victim recovers from his injuries, we will ask him to investigate his relationship. I guess he offended someone."

If it is said that the offended person is safe, it is really like the number of stars in the sky.

Chu Guannan's Du Wei, his own black fans, and Lin Jingxi's loyalists are all possible.

No matter what, the lead actor is injured, so now he can only suspend An Rao's part, and shoot other people's scenes first, and make the next decision after An Rao recovers from his injury.

In the evening, Ding Xi released the news of An Rao's injury on the program team official V. He also unscrambled the screenshot of the video, trying to capture the woman as clearly as possible, with the text:

[An Rao suspended filming due to injury. We feel deeply guilty and worried. The police have determined that this is a vicious wounding incident. The suspect is the woman in the picture. If you have seen or known anyone, please contact the crew or the police in time. ! 】

[Finally, An Rao's injuries are under control now, and he needs to rest. I hope everyone will understand. 】

As soon as the news was released, many people could not believe their eyes.

An actor was maliciously injured by someone on the set, but the set has yet to find a suspect!

This fact was too sudden, and many people couldn't accept it for a while, clamoring, and once again became the number one hot search.

[Are you kidding me? You told me that someone deliberately pretended to be a prop master and changed props to hurt the actor?Do you think this is just the responsibility of the suspect?Is it not your duty as a director not to know how to check props properly? 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. 】

[Sister, me too, my heart hurts so badly, I'm crying to death. 】

[Brother Nan must be feeling very uncomfortable now, hey. 】

[No, the crew doesn't think it's strange for a woman to arm herself like that all day long?Ms. Du invested one billion just to get you to invite this kind of prop master back? 】

[I'm so tight-lipped that my mother won't recognize her when she comes. How can you ask everyone to help you?] 】

[I just bought the skin care product endorsed by Rao Zai, and I heard this news, so damn sad. 】

The vast majority of fans behind the screen cried out with genuine emotion.

Although the crew of Xicheng Jue has been sprayed with blood by netizens, which may affect future sales, the company has no intention of criticizing it at present.

If you do something wrong, stand at attention and get beaten.

Ding Xi came out to apologize again: "I sincerely apologize to everyone for my negligence in work, and I accept everyone's criticism! I sincerely express my apologies!"

The fans didn't want to hear his apology, but they didn't mean to force him to come up with an explanation. Now any suspicion and scolding can't solve the problem. The only hope is that Rao will recover as soon as possible and the police arrest the suspect as soon as possible.

Everyone reposted the "Wishing Rao Rao a speedy recovery" Weibo, all pinned to the top, and specially opened a membership in order to pin it to the top.

Even National Daily official V, who has never been involved in gossip in the entertainment industry, reposted Weibo to make a statement:

[I wish Mr. An a speedy recovery. 】

I don't know if it's a good thing or not, but after such a commotion, An Rao's Chaohua gradually climbed up from the seventh.

Fourth—third—second—

In the end, it surpassed Chu Guannan's personal super chat and became the most popular.

In addition to fans spontaneously posting topics, many netizens who are very popular with him also touched him and posted posts to pray.

On the other side, the hospital.

An Rao's ward was very lively, Du Yueling, Yin Qingyuan, Yin Xueya, Yin Suzhi and An Shouyi, almost everyone An Rao knew came.

Because the nurse reminded the patient to rest several times, Xu Renyu and the others came to see him for a while and had to leave first.

Those who were unwilling to leave, such as Jiang Zhaoli, just sat in the corner as if he were air, and tried not to disturb An Rao's rest.

Seeing their son's miserable appearance, the two old fathers felt distressed and angry. In the end, the two old men hugged each other and cried, swearing that the woman must be found and brought to justice.

Du Yueling touched the earrings, as if she was in deep thought. After a long time, she leaned into An Rao's ear and whispered:

"Chu Guannan's father sent someone to do this."

An Rao glanced at Chu Guannan who was on the phone outside the ward, and nodded: "Ninety-nine are not far from ten."

"It's too cruel, the old guy has such a vicious heart." Du Yueling clenched her fingers tightly, her nails dug deep into her palm, "So he just forced you to withdraw the complaint against Lin Jingxi, right?"

An Rao nodded: "Lin Jingxi's court is less than a month away, and at the last moment, they must resort to some means."

But An Rao felt that things were not that simple.

Because of my own participation, some plots in the original text of "The Second Coming to the Altar" have undergone qualitative changes. According to the original plot, the original owner sent people to tamper with the wire rope, but...

It's like someone is deliberately changing the plot.

What's more, this person expected that he had read "The Second Coming Altar", so he knew that Wia would be tampered with, so he chose another way to persecute himself.

A strange thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Could it be... there are other people who have also transmigrated into this book world?

And he knows all the plots well, in order to dispel his worries, he tried to change the details to ensure that the ending remains the same.

The chill spread from behind.

Those who know everything about the original text and most hope that the ending will remain the same.

Original author Revenge.

"An Rao? An Rao?"

Hearing someone calling his name, An Rao came back to his senses.

Du Yueling carried the small bag: "It's not early today, I'll go back first, if you have anything you want to eat, just let me know, and I'll bring it for you."

Only then did An Rao realize that it was late, so he turned to Yin Suzhi and the others and said, "Dad, sister, you should go back first, I want to rest."

Although the old people still want to accompany the children again, since he has said so, he can't continue to bother him brazenly.

After giving many instructions, several people reluctantly left the ward with one step at a time and turning their heads three times.

Chu Guannan, who was busy on the phone, saw the two father-in-laws, immediately took the phone aside, and bowed respectfully to them.

"The surname is Chu, as I said, if Rao gets hurt a little on your side, I won't let you go." Yin Suzhi narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were burning with anger.

"Forget it, Xiao Chu doesn't know, it has nothing to do with him." An Shouyi patted Yin Suzhi's shoulder comfortingly, "Let's be quiet in the hospital and don't disturb the children."

In the ward, An Rao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps receding outside, and was just about to lie down.

A sigh came from the corner of the room.

He squinted his eyes and looked over, unexpectedly found that Jiang Zhaoli was sitting there.

I don't know when it came, I didn't pay attention at all.

"Why are you sitting there like a wraith, it's too scary." An Rao endured the pain and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Jiang Zhaoli slowly raised his eyes, the tails of his slender eyes blurred slightly red.

"It's okay, let's come and see you, as long as it's okay, I'll go back first."

"Thank you." An Rao smiled.

"Thank you so much, I'll get better soon." Jiang Zhaoli nodded slightly to An Rao while supporting the door frame, "Let's go."

When going out, he bumped into Chu Guannan who came back from the phone call.

Under normal circumstances, he would not take the initiative to greet Chu Guannan, and Chu Guannan seldom ignored him.

"Thank you for sending An Rao to the ambulance today." Unexpectedly, Chu Guannan greeted him on his own initiative, opening his mouth to thank him sincerely.

Jiang Zhaoli was a little flattered, his cheeks flushed suddenly.

He didn't speak, nodded to Chu Guannan, and strode into the dark corridor of the hospital.

A large number of people were finally evacuated, and the noisy ward was now silent, so quiet that only An Rao's weak breathing could be heard.

Chu Guannan sat down beside the hospital bed, and pulled up the quilt to cover him up.

"It still hurts?"

An Rao opened his eyes. He had been trying to keep his spirits up so that the people who came to see him would not be worried. He had exhausted all his strength, and now he felt exhausted even opening his eyes.

"It's better." He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and tentatively stroked it twice in mid-air.

Chu Guannan took the initiative to hold his hand, but he didn't dare to use any force, and just floated lightly on the surface.

"Who have you been calling for so long?" An Rao asked.

"Broker, push down all the announcements that can be pushed recently, and concentrate on being with you."

An Rao smiled sickly: "My husband wants to make more money to buy me delicious food, so he can't be lazy."

Chu Guannan's pupils trembled, and then he smiled slightly: "Okay."

But the smile only persisted for a few seconds, and the expression returned to indifference again.

It's really hard to laugh, and it's hard to even pretend.

An Rao is still suffering, because of his negligence and stupidity, he did not detect the approaching danger in advance.

"Why are you so sullen again? Look at this little face, it's tighter than the fastening of a takeaway bag." An Rao sighed.

He slowly stretched out his hand and squeezed Chu Guannan's face.

Hearing his metaphor that made everyone empathize, Chu Guannan finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

"In the future." Chu Guannan said suddenly.

"what?"

"I won't be filming movies or variety shows anymore. Don't you want to travel and take me with you?"

An Rao was stunned.

It is Chu Guannan's mother's lifelong dream to enter the entertainment circle and shine on the stage. He once said that his mother is very important and irreplaceable to him. As long as it is to fulfill her dream, no matter how his father suppresses her Chu Guannan would grit his teeth and stick to it.

An Rao really couldn't bear to let him go against his mother's last wish because of himself.

"That can't be done. My husband wants to make a lot of money to buy me a bigger house, a better car, and many more."

In order to act more realistically, An Rao stretched out his hand to endure the severe pain and made circles in mid-air.

"But you never used the money given to you once." Chu Guannan stared into An Rao's eyes with a smile in his eyes.

"Use it, you just don't know." An Rao felt guilty and looked away.

Do you want to tell him that I want to divorce you as soon as possible to draw a line with you and blackmail you for compensation?

"Then what did you buy, tell me?"

An Rao thought for a while, and continued to talk nonsense: "I bought a lot of clothes and snacks."

"Since you are so easy to feed, you can get rid of a few clothes and snacks, why should I work hard to make money, enough is enough."

"You really changed your mind, from the moment you pulled Jiang Zhaoli and left me."

As he spoke, An Rao himself felt it was funny, the corners of his mouth raised, and the scratch on his cheek hurt.

Don't dare to make mistakes, so you can take time off.

Chu Guannan's phone suddenly vibrated.

He tucked An Rao in the quilt and got up: "Go to bed early, I'll answer the phone."

The call was from Long Jingan's agent.

Chu Guannan pressed the call button.

"By the way, I suddenly remembered something. It's not until the end of the year. You don't plan to participate in the Golden World Awards, right? The organizer called me just now to ask me."

Chu Guannan gave a low "hmm".

These are things outside the body, no matter what happens, let's wait for An Rao to recover.

"Sigh... that's fine, fine, if you don't go, the title of best actor has fallen to Shen Yi. I'm afraid he's going to win an award this year and get soft."

Chu Guannan raised his eyes suddenly: "When is the Golden World Award?"

"On New Year's Day, there is about a week left."

Chu Guannan thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "What awards did Shen Yi participate in this year, sort them out and send them over."

"Huh?" Long Jingan didn't know why.

Well done, why is Shen Yi involved again?

"There is also the Golden World Award." Chu Guannan continued.

"what?"

"Go, why not go."

A sneer spread over the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes, only coldness remained.

The moonlight poured into the window of the corridor, elongating Chu Guannan's shadow obliquely.

From a distance, it looked like a top hunter who had been silent for a long time and finally waited for the right opportunity to kill all directions. He oppressed the moonlight and plunged the entire corridor into darkness.

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